I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

That sword was brilliant and beautiful, like the light that was burning from countless lives.

The point of contact between the world of Nine Heavens and the weird world was cut off, and the powerful people also used their power to move the beacon of the world of Nine Heavens among the ten thousand realms.

Draw an end to this long-standing war.

The stars of the Nine Heavens World light up again, the light of the big sun shines on the earth, and the remaining creatures shouted and wept with joy.

But those great abilities in the sky, but no one accepts the admiration of all souls, but urges the last power to restore the mountains and rivers of the world of Nine Heavens and reconnect them.

In Zhang Xuansheng's eyes, he saw fragments of continents floating in the sea or sinking into the sea, returning to their place like a step back in time. This is a huge puzzle project.

However, it was completed in just a quarter of an hour, and the re-spliced ​​world of Nine Heavens is no different from the original geomorphology.

But the dead creatures above can never come back.

Many powerful and powerful men fell on the Nine Heavens Continent, looking sadly at their hometown, one by one, under the leadership of the immortal emperors, they walked into the distance.

Stop and go, as if to take a good look at the continent where they are born and nurtured.

Until one place, nine mountain peaks thrust into the cloud like swords. Although there are differences in appearance, Zhang Xuansheng still recognizes that it was once Tianjian Mountain.

An immortal emperor opened up a small world in the main peak with his remaining power, sending the sabers of the younger generations who died in this battle into it.

Afterwards, everyone looked at each other and sighed. They took out their sabers and poured their own swordsmanship into it, including their own will, and they were all buried in the sword mound.

The last group of people sat cross-legged on the top of the main peak of Tianjian Mountain, laughing at Yan Yan. The younger generations asked their elders for kendo, and there were also local monks from Jiuxiao, listening to the immortal emperor’s going out telling about the wonderful world.

When the sun rose, the warm light shone on the Jiuxiao Continent, and everyone stopped talking and looked at the mountains and rivers of the Jiuxiao Continent facing the rising sun.

In the hopeful smiles of everyone, a gust of wind blew, and the group of sword repairs disappeared like bubbles.

The screen ends here.

After Zhang Xuansheng had been silent for a long time, he finally knew what had happened in the longest years.

The mood was inexplicably heavy, as if it was infected by the predecessors' courage to protect their hometown.

He knew the origin of these sabers, and also knew where the power contained in the divine sword came from.

This is what those predecessors left behind for the world of Nine Heavens, in case one day, the strange world invades again, these divine swords can also complete a shocking blow with everyone's strength.

This is the last blessing left by the predecessors for Nine Heavens World.

Zhang Xuansheng's eyes were plunged into darkness. Just when he thought that all his memories had come to an end and he was about to withdraw from his spiritual consciousness, suddenly the picture gradually brightened up again.

It must have been a long memory after that, when he saw a person suddenly appeared in the silent sword grave.

He hadn't seen this person before, but he seemed to feel very familiar, and based on his previous clues, he basically confirmed the identity of the other party.

I saw the person wearing a gray robes and his face was not real. He was not concealed by anything, but surrounded by avenues. His realm was not enough. Even if he could see his face, he couldn't remember it.

Zhang Xuansheng felt a little surprised, perhaps this should be the first sword repairman to make the world of Nine Heavens rise, and the first to leave.

It was also the existence he had been in contact with in the present-day Jiuxiao Continent, the mysterious existence who left the Tianyuan secret realm, the dead Taoist priest in the ball mouth.

I saw the Taoist priest wandering in the sword tomb, and finally sitting cross-legged in the center, just like the current Zhang Xuansheng.

He sat for a long time, speechless for a long time.

Finally left a sigh and slowly got up.

Raising his hand to type a symbol, leaving the main peak where the sword mound was.

Zhang Xuansheng had an inexplicable bit of resentment in his heart. This dead Taoist obviously had already reached the point of detachment, far stronger than the predecessors who fought before.

Perhaps it is really the kind of supreme taboo among the population of the Five Elements Dao. If it were him, he should be able to avoid this catastrophe in the world of Nine Heavens, right?

But at that time, so many immortal emperors who walked out of Jiu Xiao had returned, why didn't this dead Taoist show up?

After the catastrophe has passed so long, what use is it to come and mourn in the sword grave?

He stared at the dead Taoist priest closely, as if trying to see the opponent's face clearly, if he saw him in the future, he must ask clearly.

Including many things he experienced, it seems to be related to the other party, what exactly does this dead Taoist want to do?

At the moment when Zhang Xuansheng's mind was full of thoughts, the dead Taoist priest suddenly turned around, and the dark eyes of the ancient well were waveless, looking at the void where Zhang Xuansheng was.

Zhang Xuansheng was shocked. No matter how he looked at it, the other person's gaze seemed to be looking at him.

"Are you confused, why didn't I come back then?"

The Taoist sighed.

"Can you see me?"

Zhang Xuansheng was a little surprised, wondering whether the other party just guessed that at some point in the future, someone would watch this memory from where he was.

Or it is said that this Taoist priest can really cross the long river of time, reverse the cause and effect, and talk to the future man.

The Taoist priest was behind Zhang Xuansheng's words and smiled and said, "Zhang Xuansheng, don't be surprised."

Zhang Xuansheng had a huge wave in his heart, and the other party had even counted his name?Or are you really talking to yourself in real time?

"It's just a few trails. It's not a big deal to me to cross a long river of time."

The Taoist priest opened his mouth and said, as if thinking of something again, he sighed slightly.

Zhang Xuansheng looked around again in shock, but suddenly felt that his vision was a little fuzzy, and then he shook his mind again, and found that he had become an entity, not just a perspective.

And now he is no longer in the sword grave, but sitting face to face with the Taoist priest, in a small wooden house.

In front of the two of them there was a table that seemed to be made of ordinary wood with a set of stone tea sets on it. At this time, there was a pot of immortal tea, and the fire was burning below.

Misty mist rose from the spout, and a fragrant smell filled the cabin.

At this moment Zhang Xuansheng finally affirmed that the other party was really using great magic power to talk to himself over a long period of time.

"You should have a lot to ask, I don't have much time, you can ask briefly."

The Taoist made a cup of tea and handed it to Zhang Xuansheng.

Zhang Xuansheng settled down, took the teacup, and asked, "Who is Senior?"

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