The Sword Dynasty - 621. Chapter 620

The deep eyes of the old monk Donghu shone wise, the power on his stick gradually reduced, the heaven and the earth returned to peace, some snow-like dust gradually fell to the ground, but the thousand heavy dust mountains turned by nearly a thousand swords , Still standing.

These thousand mountains are like dreamy lights and shadows, like mirages, but they exude a strange smell of blood.

This smell comes from those sword slaves and their masters.

When a person who is already close to the top of power begins to exhaust his whole life, revenge for only one thing, this person’s will has surpassed his cultivation base itself.

In the place where these famous swords set off in the volley, the sword slaves who could have become famous masters in this world, but used their own vitality and all the past worlds to warm these famous swords have all died.

The skin of their master Ye Xiao’s body has also bloomed out like a tortoise shell that has been burnt, and the blood is nearly exhausted, and the light and fanatical flames in his eyes are gradually graying, not far away from death.

This sword formation not only surpassed his limit, but even a completely different level of power. When it was completely formed at this time, this sword formation had nothing to do with him.

If you compare this sword formation to a giant giant tree, then he is just the flesh and blood nutrient sucked by the giant giant tree during its growth.

It stands to reason that he has exhausted his energy at this time and should die like those sword slaves. However, with his amazing willpower, he is still alive, looking at the sword formation from a distance.

He must live, he must ensure that this sword formation can be entered, and then he must ensure that he can see the death of the Nine Dead Silkworms.

For him, even if the young man was not reborn as Wang Jingmeng back then, it is now the most important pillar of the Bashan Sword Field. As long as that young man is killed, the Bashan Sword Field will eventually die.

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The old monk Donghu quietly looked at the nearest dusty mountains, and then slowly stretched out the stick in his hand.

A ray of light shot out from between the rods and penetrated into these dusty mountains.

These dusty mountains are wobbly, but the terrifying power contained in his radiance is along an unknown channel, not knowing where to spread to the heavens and the earth.

“I can’t break this sword formation.”

The old monk Donghu turned his head to look at Ding Ning, and said seriously: “Although we can walk among these dusty mountains, these dusty mountains have blocked my perception from the outside world. It has even blocked the penetration of the vitality of the eight realms. Everything that Guan sees is in the law of this sword formation, and we will get lost in it.”

Ding Ning nodded and glanced at Fusu, who was unconscious, to make sure that his injuries were not more serious. At the same time, he said: “This should have been a sword formation capable of trapping eight realms.”

“Can you get in or out?” Changsun Qianxue asked when looking at Ding Ning.

In her perception, these thousand dusty mountains are not just mountains, but a changing and unknown world.

“If you can’t get in and you can’t get out, then Ye Xiao pays such a price, it doesn’t make sense.”

Ding Ning could not see the situation of Ye Xiao at this time, but he could imagine what the other party would pay. He frowned deeply and said: “This sword formation is probably like a well. Like a frog at the bottom of a well, he knows where the heaven and earth are outside, but he can’t go out, nor can he tell the south, east, west and northwest with the bright mirrored sky.”

This analogy is not particularly appropriate, because Changsun Qianxue knows that even the frog at the bottom of the well can still know where the sunrise and sunset are through the dark changes of light, but she knows what Ding Ning means.

“Can you break this sword formation?”

She took a deep breath, looked at Ding Ning and said.

“Being trapped in the eight realms requires the power of the eight realms. The magic circle itself is a means to increase the power of the practitioner, and the night owl cannot enter the eight realms, but the magic circle formed by these swords has formed enough power to confine the eight realms. “Ding Ning shook his head, “Although I am infinitely close to the eight realms, and even have perceived some of the mystery of the eight realms in advance, after all, I have not really stepped into the eight realms, so it is almost impossible to crack the law of this circle.”

“So we can only wait for someone to come and wait for someone to jump into this well? He has created such a magic circle, and the power of this magic circle can’t naturally disappear quickly.”

Changsun Qianxue put down the Nine Nether King Sword in her hand, letting the pure and transparent long sword stick in the ground in front of her.

At this time Qianzhongchenshan seemed to freeze, and there was no wind and snow between the world and the earth, and it was calm, but she knew very well that there would be another bloody storm soon.

“Sword intent and natal vitality are both pure and condensed things between heaven and earth. Ye Xiao borrowed this thousand swords, one is to use the power of the sword itself, and the other is to rely on these famous sword masters to remain immortal and almost eternal. His sword intent and natural vitality maintain the long-term existence of this magic circle.”

Ding Ning directly chose a place to sit down, and then said, “But it’s not just us who have a headache. People who want to deal with us outside will also have a headache. ”

He glanced at the old monk Donghu, with some emotion, “You are entering the eight realms at this time. It is also an accident for those people, but they must face it.”

The old monk Donghu sat cross-legged under him respectfully, still asking for advice like a devout disciple listening to the teacher’s lecture: “In the past, I just thought that you didn’t see the secrets of the eight realms, but today I heard these words from you, knowing that it is not. So, but I don’t understand why you stayed at the top of the seven realms but didn’t enter the eight realms?”

“This is a choice.”

Ding Ning looked at him calmly and said: “Pure strength crushing will make practitioners lose the strength to defeat the strong with the weak, or the strength to fight with the same true essence. It will make many battles too simple, which will make people form simple. The habit of cultivating will no longer carefully understand the subtlety of some sword intent. The way of practice is to forge ahead and perceive the subtleties. If you lose this fortitude and everything becomes simple and casual, you will naturally slacken and affect your future practice.”

“Besides, there is no other person in front of me, no teacher tells me how to go from the seventh to the eighth.”

After a pause, Ding Ning continued slightly to laugh at himself, “I always thought that if you are already number one in the world in the seven realms, and no one is your opponent, you shouldn’t be in a hurry to enter the eight realms, so you might as well go more cautiously. No People will feel that they have not made any mistakes in all the previous practice processes. If you go more cautiously and walk better in some key stages, your cultivation will be stronger in the future. If you simply say that practice is like building a wall, then I thought for a while, I just wanted to make the wall foundation as firm as possible. To make up for some deficiencies in the previous path of cultivation as much as possible.”

Donghu old monk Huo Chen enlightened, and beyond Ding Ning’s words, he felt more meaning, and said convincingly: “Because you always thought that your opponent was yourself back then. You think that the foundation is before the seven realms and the eight realms At the beginning, you want to challenge the nine realms in the world where there are only legends, but almost no one has reached.”

Ding Ning nodded slowly, was silent for a few breaths, and said: “Just as you said before, I don’t know, but I know that there is an unusually beautiful scenery ahead. If I can’t see it, I will always regret it. .”

The old monk Donghu was also silent for a moment, and he suddenly thought of something, and some enviable light surged in his eyes, “You said that a practitioner will always make some mistakes in the course of his life practice, such as in the second and third realms. Sometimes the practice choice is wrong, and some practice methods are wrong, leaving behind hidden illnesses in the body, or they cannot be changed in the future. However, if a practitioner has enough time to go back and practice again, then he will naturally know himself. If you make a mistake, you won’t make any mistakes. Correct it. You now have the opportunity to take advantage of the Nine Dead Silkworms.”

Ding Ning did not deny it, looking up at the black sky above, and said: “If you have enough time, you should have a better chance to come into contact with the legendary nine realms.”