The killing sword in Chen Kuang's hand slid into the scabbard without any hindrance.
Just like, this scabbard, and this killing sword...
They are a match made in heaven.
Chen Kuang was stunned.
Because the killing sword that originally emerged from his spiritual consciousness turned into a physical entity the moment it was sheathed!
This killing sword that is conjured up by practicing the "Song of Cutting Grass" is theoretically only a part of the practice and appears as an object of visualization.
Just like the scrolls depicting the story of the Dragon Mother saving her son in the "Xie Longzi Jingbiantu", they are merely a spiritual imprint, not something that actually exists.
Originally, Chen Kuang was only able to conjure up the killing sword that existed in his spiritual consciousness into reality. In essence, it was still just a part of his spiritual consciousness that was extended.
It is definitely not an independent entity!
But now the touch of the hilt in his hand was completely different.
It's as if he suddenly... came alive!
Cold, rough, the ancient and vast sword intent came towards him, like a towering mountain, or like the vast universe, boundless.
Chen Kuang looked straight at the sheathed sword in his hand.
The hilt, which had been worn away by time, became clear again, with only one word engraved on it:
"Shuo".
"The Song of Cutting Grass" was not created by the "Sword Saint", and its origin may be even earlier... According to Pei Hanzheng's age, it is indeed possible that it comes from ancient times.
Chen Kuang remembered that the Human Emperor who launched the "War of Hunting the Sky" was named "Shuo".
So, "The Grass-Cutting Song" is actually a martial art from the Human Emperor?
This scabbard was originally a whole piece, but was lost in later generations?
But why does this sword appear in the form of visualization attached to the martial arts?
And more importantly, now that the cause and effect have been closed, "The Song of Cutting Grass" is equivalent to coming from Chen Kuang himself.
It is neither reasonable nor logical...there should be no other origin.
Otherwise, how can we explain why it appeared in Chen Kuang's hands? Isn't it a contradiction?
Naturally, no one had answers to the countless questions in Chen Kuang's mind, and at the same time, the real name of this killing sword emerged in his heart.
"Three feet."
Chen Kuang looked strange.
Because the sword is three feet long, it is named Sanchi.
This is too much of a hassle...
The blood-red sea water around him surged up again, leaving Chen Kuang no time to think.
If this continues, he who has finally broken free will be dragged back into the long river of "time"!
Chen Kuang took a deep breath.
The only solution now is... one sword!
When he held the scabbard, he knew that it was the reason why the entire Pinggu battlefield was formed.
The killing sword is condensed from the killing intent, and the scabbard contains the killing intent in the world.
And because the scabbard was stained with the fragments of the Avenue of "Time", the murderous intent it contained was able to materialize as battlefields that were remembered, and over the years, this huge and layered secret realm was formed.
As for the other fragment, Pei Hanzheng had already given it to him before his death.
When cause and effect connect, the great way will naturally be perfect.
After Chen Kuang taught the "Song of Cutting Grass" to Pei Hanzheng, it naturally triggered a resonance in the Avenue of "Time".
Just as Pei Hanzheng said, when he went up the mountain and met Pei Hanzheng, he was already standing on the Avenue of Time.
The great way is right at his fingertips.
Pull out a three-foot sword, cut through the entire river of "time", and you will attain enlightenment.
Chen Kuang closed his eyes and felt peaceful in his heart.
In the hand, the touch of the scabbard and the hilt is consistent and integrated. The simple pattern comes from the natural texture of the Zhenwu stone, and is tempered by the sword intent and cleansed by the murderous intent, finally creating an unparalleled weapon.
The "soul" that the swordsmith could never give to its master is now leaping for joy in this sword like a child, radiating affectionate kindness to its owner.
He suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
It’s as if... we are meeting again after thousands of years.
Perhaps, "The Song of Cutting Grass" did not come out of thin air, and cause and effect have never been contradictory.
There is another reasonable answer to everything.
"bass--"
The long sword was unsheathed, like a mirror or flowing water, reflecting Chen Kuang's face in an instant.
The sword light shot up into the sky.
The surging sea of blood was torn into pieces like pieces of paper, and more unfamiliar scenes quickly disappeared from Chen Kuang's vision.
He saw that nearly a thousand years later, Emperor Daqi, who was clearly not yet dead, suddenly passed away, and the whole country was in grief.
Before his death, the emperor, who had tried his best to protect his country, looked up and sighed. At that moment, the illusion above the sky was finally broken.
Those who had witnessed the strange phenomenon in the sky recalled the past. The change of imperial power triggered civil unrest, and the entire Daqi was in chaos.
An old eunuch named Yang Xiuxian secretly came to the western suburbs with the private seal of Emperor Daqi, but he only saw Xi Mengquan who had returned from his travels to visit him.
At this time, Xi Mengquan's temperament was already very close to the lazy look that Chen Kuang was familiar with, but his cultivation was only at the Xuanxuan realm.
He took the private seal from the desperate old eunuch and laughed dumbly:
"That guy left a mess hundreds of years ago, but why do you want me to take over again?"
"Never mind... I'm used to it."
Xi Mengquan looked at the eunuch in front of him and said calmly, "Let's go. To conceal the secret from the heavens, before that scar in the sky reappears, drive those you think are worth saving out of Daqi and make sure they never want to come back."
As a result, Yang Xiuxian became a eunuch who controlled the government and a treacherous minister. He manipulated the government, persecuted and exiled loyal officials, and was despised by everyone in Daqi.
Finally one day, the building will collapse.
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