The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 223 Qingshan
The third sword, see yourself.

I swung my sword again, and this sword was obviously different from the previous two swords.

The sword energy of the first two swords was borrowed from the energy of heaven and earth, but the sword energy of this sword is emitted from my body.

At this moment, my profound energy was almost drained and turned into a sword.

Although I am a young celestial master, I am a well-deserved genius among my peers, but I have not achieved great success after all, so the sword energy of this sword is obviously not as majestic as the previous two swords.

But I didn't despise myself because of this, but tried my best to cooperate with this sword to stab the sky and the earth.

This sword flew into the vast world like a young dragon.

The dragon roams around and soars continuously, but this sword can also swallow the energy of the world and grow continuously.

Seeing this scene, I realized that although my third sword is weak, it has a special meaning.

I even vaguely noticed that the reason why this sword can grow is not because of me, but because of the spirit treasure fragments that Chen Anbang broke into my body not long ago.

I can feel that the luck of the spirit treasure fragment has also been integrated into this sword.

It is precisely because of the luck of the spirit treasure that my young dragon sword can swallow the energy of heaven and earth and become stronger continuously.

Soon, the baby dragon grew into a skinny dragon, already quite imposing.

But at this moment, the situation in the world changed, and the thunder calamity was approaching in an instant.

I never thought that in this phantom of sword energy, there is also a thunder disaster, even trying to suppress me, a skinny dragon who has not yet become a climate.

The skinny dragon did not succumb to the sky thunder, but took the sky thunder with the body of the skinny dragon.

The sky thunder kept falling, making the skinny dragon bloody.

Seeing that the skinny dragon was about to fall, countless fortunes rose up among all living beings and went towards it.

Although these lucks are not strong, they are extremely powerful when they gather together, and they quickly help the skinny dragon to grow.

Soon the thin dragon really survived the nine-day thunder calamity, and grew into a black dragon that looked down on the world.

The Canglong hovers above the sky, like a god who protects humanity.

However, even though Canglong survived the thunder disaster, nine iron chains suddenly emerged from the nine heavens, binding him instantly.

Canglong struggled, but still couldn't withstand the shackles of the heavenly law.

Its figure kept shrinking, and finally turned into a figure.

And this person is myself.

It's not my appearance at this time, Zhao Dengtang, but Zhao Gousheng.

At this time, Zhao Gouxun is no longer that fool, but the king who looks down on the world.

Nine iron chains bound Zhao Gousheng, as if they wanted to drag him out of this world.

Zhao Gousheng's face was calm, he seemed to have the ability to get rid of the shackles of the heavenly law, but after looking at all the living beings in the world, he did not take any action after all, and was finally bound by the sky chain and disappeared between heaven and earth.

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At this time, the sword energy dissipated.

The phantom disappeared, and I was still standing in Dragon City, behind the barrier of demonic energy.

And Zen Master Heishui and the others seemed to have just experienced an illusion, and they continued to bombard the demonic cyclone there after they recovered.

I stood there in a daze, and the shocking mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

Three Swords, Three Sees.

See heaven and earth, see sentient beings, see yourself.

I seem to see the way of heaven from these three swords, which I dare not and have no right to guess. I seem to see the secret of heaven, but I can't understand the deep meaning.

And what puzzles me the most is, who am I? Is the self in the illusion an illusion, or does it have some meaning?

While I was in a daze, a broken voice suddenly came from in front of me.

The monster energy barrier formed by his father was finally blasted through under the joint attack of Zen Master Heishui and the others.

Countless Taoist spells fell towards me immediately, and I subconsciously wanted to back up and dodge.

But at this time my father came to my side, and his powerful big hands supported my body.

Showing a kind smile to me, he said to me: "My child, with the last sword, see Qingshan."

He drew the sword with one hand.

A sword appeared in the green hills.

(End of this chapter)