Chapter 994 Winter Solstice
A garden-like building is located on Dongcheng Street, where land is at a premium. It is a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle, hidden in the bustling world but far away from the world.
This is the headquarters of "Wulin Express". Its rise is astonishing, changing the living habits of people all over the world and broadening their horizons.
The vast majority of people in the world do not know who the real owner of "Wulin Express" is, and they have no way of exploring why it can flow to all directions through the teleportation array at the first time. Only a very few people who are powerful or have great hands and eyes know about "Shang Jiu Ming" "With these three words, we know that he was born in a declining sect, accidentally obtained the Immortal's relics, and suddenly became successful. After that, everything went smoothly, which is incredible and mysterious.
On East Mayor Street, the "faceless killer" wanders around casually, sometimes trying on theatrical noodles, sometimes choosing increasingly cheaper goods from the north and south, no different from ordinary people.
He has been waiting here for three full months, just for Shang Jiuming to appear, and he believes that he can continue to wait.
Patience is his innate trait. He once studied swordsmanship for three years, and once pretended to be a beggar for nine months in order to kill a target. Sometimes, even he himself would be obsessed with this trait of patience. move.
In fact, as early as last month, he waited for Shang Jiuming, but did not choose to take action because the encounter was too sudden and the distance between them was too far. He did not close in advance. If he used the sword, the success might be less than 50%. So, He waited again, without any impatience.
He believes that he will definitely be able to seize the opportunity next time.
"Are these really sandalwood beads from the South China Sea?" "The Faceless Killer God" picked up a string of rosary beads and asked.
As he spoke, he caught sight of a man opposite the headquarters of "Wulin Express" from the corner of his eye. He had a cold temperament and a deep scar between his eyebrows, as if he had opened his eyes.
"High and low?" The Faceless Killer God is no stranger to famous figures in the world.
Gao Fushen held his long sword upside down behind his back, looking coldly at the gate of the "Wulin Express" headquarters, looking at the people coming in and out, waiting for the famous editor to appear.
During this period of ups and downs, I lived a very miserable life. It didn't matter whether "Zhen Ding Zen Master" found out about this person. What mattered was the attitude of newspapers such as "Wulin Express". I once hired scribes to translate my opinions into words. It effectively refuted the fallacy that the Jingshen Sword is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, but after being submitted to various newspapers, it disappeared and was never heard from again. Although every newspaper would seemingly neutrally publish both positive and negative views, the positive articles always made no sense. , just a few words over and over again, what can you use to convince others?
Moreover, most of the recent similar articles are threats, insulting people with different views as evil heretics, and they should wipe their necks and light sky lanterns. These extreme and extreme words push neutrals to the opposite side. In addition, many people like to add a background to the masters and strong people. This gave them psychological comfort. It was not because they were incompetent, but because they were reincarnated badly. The idea that the Jingshen Sword was the reincarnation of the Demon Lord was a solution to their mentality, and they gradually gained resonance.
Many friends around me began to believe this and lamented the strangeness and unpredictability of the Demon Sect's cult. It could turn one's soul into a demon seed, hide it in other people's bodies, take root and sprout again, and become otherworldly. No wonder the Jingshenjian became so successful when it first emerged. It shocked the world, as if he had started practicing kung fu since his mother's womb. No wonder he and others were still doing nothing at that age...
That’s it, that’s it!
Comrades' understanding of the Jingshen Sword gradually changed, and Gao Fushen tried his best but could not stop it, and his heart became increasingly sad.
The world is so big, how many confidants are left who are as persistent as me? How many people in the world are like me who want to speak out in newspapers but can't?
Gao Fushen's eyes as he stared at the door of "Wulin Express" gradually became sharp. At this point, words are useless, so let's rely on the long sword in his hand to argue for truth.
If you don't let me "speak", then you don't want to speak either!
Gao Fushen has always been very confident in the sword in his hand. Even if he was defeated miserably at the hands of the "Palm of Heartbreak", he did not waver. Sooner or later, he would be able to wield a shocking sword and wipe out the evil atmosphere in the world.
The editors of "Wulin Express" are good at writing and have forgotten that the most important thing in the world is strength. Now I want them to remember it!
Within five steps, the enemy's country will be wiped out, and there will be nothing left to talk about, not as good as a long sword!
Click, click, click, a carriage drove out from the "Wulin Express". The decoration was simple and unsophisticated, and it seemed to be a bit noble. The driver was full of energy, with a gleam in his eyes, and his movements were as if they were made in heaven.
"A master not much worse than me..." Gao Fushen made a positive judgment.
And the person who can allow such an expert to drive a carriage must be an important figure in "Wulin Express", or even the mysterious owner!
There is nothing more satisfying than defeating a completely different strong man and then killing a hated enemy! Gao Fusheng's heart suddenly became hot, as if he had returned to his youth and faced danger for the first time with a long sword.
The carriage turned to the north, and Gao Fushen took a step forward. At this moment, he saw a brilliant and extremely condensed sword light erupting from the hands of an ordinary person passing by the carriage.
Because of the gloominess of the past, the brilliance of the present is brought out!
Gao Fushen suddenly felt ashamed. He couldn't swing such a sword, and his swordsmanship was still flawed!
Who is this?
Why never heard of it?
The "Faceless Killer God"'s eyes were filled with deep emotion. This was the most perfect sword he had ever made, a sword that could compete with the Divine Sword of the South China Sea.
How obscure it was in the past, it will be equally shining in the future!
The long sword penetrated the window before the coachman could stop him, shredding the curtain.
Suddenly, the Faceless Killer God saw a sword, a long sword with an awkward shape.
It seems to have been waiting there, like the afterglow of the setting sun, covering up all the brilliance, allowing my wrist to take the initiative to send it up.
puff!
The stinging pain came, and the long sword fell out of his hand. The Faceless Killer subconsciously stepped back, but he saw a meteor, a dreamlike meteor, illuminating his sight and hitting his eyebrows just right.
This was countless times more beautiful than the sword he had just struck... The Faceless Killer God was moved again. Seeing such a sword technique, he would die without regrets.
His eyes were moist and he whispered with difficulty:
"What swordsmanship?"
Shang Jiuming held his sword across his knees, his eyes full of piety:
"Shocking Sword Technique."
"So that's it..." The Faceless Killer God fell on his back, his eyes filled with relief and emotion.
It is indeed the swordsmanship left behind by the Shattered Void...
Gao Fushen stared at this scene in a daze, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave for thousands of years, and couldn't help but feel chills.
There is such swordsmanship in the world, it seems like the work of gods and demons!
Facing such swordsmanship, he didn't dare to draw his sword at all!
Is this the Jingshen Sword Technique?
The boss of "Wulin Express" clearly inherited the "Jingshen Sword Technique", why is he still discrediting Jingshen Sword? Does he know the inside story?
Gao Fu Shen stared blankly as the carriage drove away, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He felt depressed and decadent, and at the same time had doubts and wavering.
Maybe I insisted on the wrong thing?
Another month passed, and the split images of "Shocking Sword" began to merge, evolving in the direction of the reincarnation of the Demon Lord.
Within the Excalibur puppet, Meng Qi felt the resonance of heaven and earth, and felt that the subtle connection of the illusion was completely formed, connecting the true form with the "image of the Jingshen Sword", and connecting the real world with this world.
The time has come!
The time has come to transform the projected image into an imprint!
The light and shadow suddenly changed around the Excalibur puppet, forming a figure. The figure was stern in white clothes, and his eyes contained joyful but not hurtful feelings. In one hand, he held the crystal stone containing the Demon Lord's essence, and in the other hand, he held the stunning spirit that had been fragrant for centuries. sword.
Shang Jiu Ming stared at this scene dumbfounded, and seemed to have had a premonition. Then he saw the swordsman in white wielding an unparalleled sword light, shattering the void, opening up the world, calming the four phenomena, and condensing the five elements.
With a slash of the sword, the heaven and earth changed. Meng Qi circulated his spiritual consciousness and used resonance to imprint this virtual image into the heaven and earth. It became a part of the law just like the pure land of Sambhogakaya.
The emptiness collapsed, the subtle connections converged, and the brand turned into a mark. As long as Meng Qi did not die, and as long as this world was not destroyed, the legend of the Jingshen Sword would continue!
The brilliant sword light disappeared, and Shang Jiuming saw the divine sword puppet lying quietly. There were many sword holes on its back, indicating the method of flowing true energy.
It was so miraculous that it felt like the false experience was over, but nothing could go back... Shang Jiuming let out a long sigh, and to protect his current life, the most important and fundamental thing was to practice hard in swordsmanship.
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Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.
Meng Qi, who was sitting on the cloud bed, suddenly had a vague and uncertain aura, as if he was in another universe at the same time.
"Finally, I left a mark in time for the winter solstice. It's a pity that I can't just rely on this method in the future. After all, there are too few worlds that have left legends..." Meng Qi opened his eyes, suddenly felt something in his heart, and looked up to the sky.
Above the East China Sea, a gorgeous building ship sailed in mid-air, rippling with the undulating sea of energy. It was between reality and illusion. A woman in feathers and a crown of stars stood proudly on the bow of the ship. There was a gap between her and the surrounding world. There was a crunching sound, as if different worlds were colliding.
This is a heavenly being.
This is the envoy from Jin'ao Island.
Winter has arrived.
Chapter 2 It’s still early in the morning, it will be back to normal tomorrow