The Sword Dynasty - 497

Li Daoji wasn’t interested in explaining more to a dying enemy. The first thing he had to ensure was that Zhang Yi was alive.

So he didn’t hesitate at all, just drew out his sword.

The long sword body was pulled out of Cheng Qingye’s body, and the broken flesh and blood and vitality had the mouth to burst the bank. When the tip of the sword finally separated from his flesh and blood, there was a soft pop.

Cheng Qingye’s entire body suddenly became like a frustrated ball, and the last breath disappeared.

Cheng Qingye died and was killed by a Changling sword master whose cultivation was not even as good as him.

On the heights of Xianfuzong, the master of Xianfuzong was still standing in the window, watching this scene happen with infinite emotion.

“how so?”

The black-robed old man beside him was desperate, and also let out such an exclamation just like Cheng Qingye before his death.

Li Daoji was not interested in answering, but it didn’t mean that Sect Master Xianfu was not interested in answering.

“First there are symbols, then weapons, and then soldiers.”

Sect Master Xianfuzong slowly turned his head, watching the black robe old man seriously said this sentence.

This sentence is too simple for ordinary practitioners to understand.

However, this black-robed old man is extraordinary, so this extremely simple sentence of Sect Master Xianfuzong is like a huge epic picture scroll, filling his perception in an instant.

He saw many sub-pictures in an instant.

First there is a note of knotting the rope, then a drawing with charcoal, and then a seal carving of bone fragments. The first wise person to observe the movement of the sun, the moon and the stars, observe the changes in the heavens, the earth, and the clouds at the four o’clock. At first, they used simple catalogs to record the changes, and finally someone understood it. Profound truth, found that some lines coincide with the circulation of heaven and earth, and Fulu came into being.

Engraved on jade and stone, on gold and iron, it was used as a tool. The ancients used tools to fight against beasts, pray for the world, attract wind and rain, and facilitate farming.

After that, the people prospered and formed nations, fighting against each other, and then there were weapons specially used for killing.

The black-robed old man was inexplicably sweating and his clothes were wet. He looked at the Sect Master Xianfu, and said in a trembled voice: “You mean, it is my Fudao, who is born behind the soldiers?”

Sect Master Xianfuzong looked at him with emotion, and slowly said: “The weapon is specially designed for killers, and you can join one side as a soldier. If you take this Qin sword as an example, there will be runes on the sword first, which is already Fudao. , Coupled with the sword scriptures and many other means of guiding the vitality of the world, coupled with the various true essence and thought power control of the practitioners themselves, it is the integration of several paths. Although my fairy talisman is like the sky, and the talisman is the basis, but now You should be able to see the power of Zhang Yi and this Li Dao Jijian in one.”

After a pause, Sect Master Xianfu looked at his whole body still dripping with cold sweat, and the black robe old man who was speechless for a while then said slowly, “Although Zhang Yixiu himself is the supreme amulet meaning of my Xianfuzong, but Li What the Dao obtained is not the meaning of my Xian Fu Zong. This world is not the only one with the most powerful Fu Dao, so I always think that if the Xian Fu Zong wants to survive, it can only rely on people. You can’t rely on these symbols left by the predecessors.”

The black-robed old man trembled slightly. He looked at the Sect Master of Xianfu Sect and couldn’t help asking: “You said that Li Daoji’s Fu and Soldiers are one, and he didn’t use my Xian Fuzong’s Dao Talisman. Then he used What exactly is it?”

“You know that in the early years, I secretly sent envoys to my Xian Fu Zong, and then my Xian Fu Zong grew stronger, but you didn’t know that when I traveled far and wanted to see Changling, I just arrived at Changling City. Besides, I saw a dark night.”

Sect Master Xian Fu said lightly: “I met the legendary leader who survived the old power. It was noon, but I saw a dark night from his body, which was a piece of charm he deliberately showed me. , And then I knew that some of the old nobles in Changling, like my Xianfuzong, knew the powerful Daofu.”

“Before I met him, I was as stubborn as you, and even stubborn, but after seeing him, I knew that the future destiny of my Xianfuzong ultimately depends on the change of our thinking.”

“You are too biased towards Zheng Xiu, so I didn’t let you know that the prosperity of our Xianfuzong came not only from Zheng Xiu’s help, but also from the old powerful leader.”

“You never thought that we are Yan people after all. How could I be totally succumbed to that woman from Jiaodong County in Daqin because of the strength of the sect?”

Sect Master Xianfuzong looked at the black robe old man who was having difficulty breathing, and sincerely continued softly: “Brother, you should understand that everything comes from the balance of time and situation… Zhang Yi came to my Xianfuzong, not just because I understand He is the disciple I need in my mind, and it lies in the arrangement of the old powerful leader. Since I met that person, our Xian Fu Zong has never completely obeyed Zheng Xiu’s will.”

The black-robed old man couldn’t breathe, but he groaned in pain.

A dozen or so breaths ago, he was standing on the heights of this fairy talisman, thinking that he was looking far away, but at this time, he knew that many things he was looking at were too close.

“useless.”

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Sect Master Xianfu in pain, and shook his head.

Sect Master Xianfu was taken aback, but he didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence.

“What happened here in Xianfuzong can’t change the whole result of the Great Yan Dynasty.” The black robe old man breathed hard, looking at him and said.

“Oh?”

Sect Master Xianfu laughed, he shook his head, and said: “The night before yesterday, I dreamed of a mountain.”

The black robe old man looked at him incomprehensibly, sweat dripping down like rain.

“That mountain is a small black mountain, from Qi.”

Sect Master Xianfu looked at him and continued, “I originally thought it was just a dream, but when I woke up, I felt the real coolness. The coolness comes from the yin air.”

The black-robed old man finally reacted, his eyes were once again full of strong shock and extremely unbelievable, “Master of Qi Emperor, Yan Ying?”

Sect Master Xianfuzong laughed with infinite emotion.

His eyes escaped from Xianfuzong, and cast his eyes to the Yanhuang Palace in the distance.

The trees there have also begun to adjust orders, but in his mind, there is a picture of old wood dying and new wood being reborn.

…

Li Daoji held a sword and walked to the Chuitian Hall.

No one was blocking him. On the road he passed, only Su Qin fell to the side.

Su Qin looked at the uncle of Aries Cave, and smiled weirdly and bleakly, with some blood flowing out of the corners of scarlet lips.

Li Daoji frowned slightly, his sword-holding hand tightened slightly.

But in the next moment, he gave up his killing intent and did not kill Su Qin with a sword.

Then he opened the door of the temple and walked into the Chutian Temple.

There was blood everywhere in the Chuitian Hall. Four seriously injured and dying people lay in a pool of blood, but they did not wait for the final outcome. Although these four people were dying, none of them passed out.

Seeing Li Daoji who opened the door, Zhang Yi’s eyes widened in amazement.

He suspected that he was wrong, suspected that he had an illusion before he died.

Li Daoji nodded slightly to him, then walked straight through the pool of blood to Chen Xingchui.

Chen Xingcui sighed softly and closed his eyes.

Li Daoji took out the sword without any hesitation.

The tip of the sword fell lightly and quickly into his heart.

Chen Xingcui died without pain.

When Li Daoji came to Zhang Yi’s body and leaned down to help him start administering the medicine, Zhang Yi bit the tip of his tongue.

“Don’t be so stupid, you are not delirious yet.”

Seeing his actions like this, Li Daoji said.

“Uncle Shi?” Zhang Yi began to realize that what he saw was not an illusion before his death. He couldn’t help getting excited, but still said: “Uncle Shi, please save them first.”

Li Daoji smiled unspeakably.

This stupid disciple of Baiyangdong was always a gentleman without any change.

Thinking of a piece of news that he had just heard, the smile that emerged from the corner of his mouth quickly dimmed.

How could that disciple of Baiyangdong who were countless times smarter than Zhang Yi die?