Chapter 962: The First Seven Memorial: The Dream Last Night

However, after the war ended, Yu Zecheng counted the harvest and watched the battlefield record water mirror, and then he realized that it was impossible to completely kill them all.

There were countless strong people in the world, and the seven Jindan real people who escaped were all killed by Yu Zecheng on the battlefield. After Yu Zecheng used the technique of replacing death, he waited for Yu Zecheng to chase the powerful enemy and resurrected again, and sneaked into the pursuit army and escaped.

Among the Yuanying True Lords who returned to the Void God, some of them also escaped for death and left calmly. Some rushed towards the Xuanyuan Sword Sect when they escaped, and then scrambled into the crowd and escaped quietly.

Some use secret techniques and disappear completely without a trace. They escape silently. Some people go away together and leave immediately, predicting the danger before the battle.

There were even people who were fishing in troubled waters, sneaked into the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, stole it everywhere, and then slipped away. Fortunately, Yu Zecheng had experience in this. He had touched several sects himself, and had rich experience. He kept his family strictly and did not suffer much loss.

To put it bluntly, even without the obstacles of the ancestor Wusheng, Yu Zecheng would not be able to massacre them.

The world's number one, with great reputation, the war ended, and the cultivation began to revive.

Based on Yu Zecheng's original idea, he planned to kill the Six Sword Alliance and completely destroy them.

But now, in addition to its strong combat power, the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect are all Jindan real people. They are all comprehension after the battle with the Xinjian Zen Sect, and they all have the possibility of being promoted to the Nascent Soul, which is really not suitable to fight against the enemy.

The other party's mountain gate base has been in operation for thousands of years, and the magic circles are bound by countless bans. At critical moments, you may even invite the Immortal Patriarch to go to the realm.

In this battle, the death of a Jindan real person in battle was a loss of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and he was unprepared. Instead of ten birds in the forest, it was better to digest one bird in your hand and digest your harvest. If you don’t fight, you will be killed with one blow. This is Yu Zecheng’s character.

So Yu Zecheng ended the battle and did not kill the opponent's mountain gate. Anyway, if you can run away from the monks, you can't run away from the temple, just one day later.

Sure enough, after the ancestor Wusheng escaped, there was no news about the Kunlun Mirror leaked at all. He was the same as Yu Zecheng, completely kept his mouth shut about it and didn't say anything about it.

Yu Zecheng was not so arrogant that he really thought he was the best in the world. There were countless capable people in the world. There were the top ten possible things, but the first was impossible.

So when we got the news of the artifact, both of them kept silent and didn't say a word.

When Yu Zecheng was fine, he took it out to watch it. He saw that the mirror was five inches in size and was made of neither gold nor stone nor wood. The whole body showed a restrained silver white, just like it was truly condensed with silver moonlight.

The mirror seemed to have countless crystal rain flashing, which was the most beautiful brilliance, with warmth that penetrated people's hearts and agility that made all things cheer.

In this golden shimmering light, it is full of vitality and beauty that cannot be seen everywhere, and it is continuous into the sea. Listen carefully, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

This is the treasure, magical artifact, Kunlun mirror, Yu Zecheng touched it in his hand, and felt infinite emotion in his heart.

This Jing Yu Zecheng slowly researched it, but there was no progress. However, this is normal. Although it is just a fragment of the artifact, how can the artifact easily recognize its master? It is not a magical tool. This requires a lot of time to study and can only be carried out slowly in the future.

The captured ninth-level flying sword, magic weapon, innate spiritual treasure. Yu Zecheng summarized and sorted it out, bringing together the Taiyi split light sword, Bingpo Han light sword, Changbaitian Xin sword, and those ninth-level treasures that he could not transform into a tenth-level flying sword.

Yu Zecheng carefully selected twelve nine-level flying swords that could turn into ten-level flying swords, and five nine-level magic weapons. These were put away by themselves, and all the other flying sword magic weapons were selected by other disciples in the sect at will.

This choice is not something that Yu Zecheng can take away at will after becoming the leader. There are various rules and requires consuming the contribution value of the sect to obtain.

Yu Zecheng had a great battle, and the sect contributed countless contributions to easily choose. Other disciples must think twice to avoid occupying treasures due to greed but not being able to use them.

The final explosion of Xuanyuan Sword was beyond everyone's expectations. After the explosion, Xuanyuan Sword returned to normal and had no other reaction.

When the war ended, Yu Zecheng became the number one in the world, but the reputation of being the number one in the world is a false reputation, which is meaningless to Yu Zecheng.

After the battle between Xuanyuan Sword Sect, they were busy. On this day, after Yu Zecheng woke up, he looked at the sky Chenyang, but he felt a trance because today was the seventh day after the Five Sword Sects Douxin Swords.

Countless things happened in the past seven days, and another battle was fought. Dozens of Zhenyi exiled, and the true energy pillar of Zhenyi, the distant exiled Zhenyi God, still stood between heaven and earth, but the battle seven days ago was like a thing many years ago.

It's been seven days, and today is the first seventh.

Yu Zecheng issued an order to ring the warning bell of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, gather all the disciples of the Sword Sect to pay homage to his fellow disciples who died in battle on the first seventh day.

Suddenly the bell rang, and countless Xuanyuan disciples gathered here, all of whom were white robes and white. Under Yu Zecheng's leadership, they went to the Xuanyuan tomb to pay tribute to the many fellow disciples who died in battle.

The head of Shi Ji, the founder of Han Ba, the head of Nan Tian, ​​the Feng Shi, Yu Bo, Ying Long, Zong Hua, Xuan Guang, San Jue, Qi Wu, Huai Yu, Gu Ba, Chu Chen, Ji Water, Dawn Light, Yi Xin.

Nearly two hundred tombs stood there, and Yu Zecheng brought all the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect to worship together.

Yu Zecheng read the prayer aloud, burned paper, burned incense, and worshiped three times. Everyone stood solemnly to commemorate these seniors who died in battle.

From time to time, the crying of the disciples below came, thinking of the master's love, the majesty of the leader of Shi Ji, the care of Zong Hua, and the teachings of Chenxi, Yu Zecheng couldn't help but feel desolate.

But looking at the thousands of disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect under their sect, they were all looking at themselves. They were their pillars and they had to set an example and not leave any weakness.

Yu Zecheng could only endure the grief and acted solemnly. At the same time, he felt like he was wearing a mask and could no longer be like before. An indescribable task appeared on him.

The expectations of the elders, the ideals that have been continued for tens of millions of years, the admirational eyes of the disciples of the future generations, the trusted eyes of their own words, they can die for themselves, and their words and deeds may determine their life and death. These are like mountains, making Yu Zecheng suddenly feel extremely heavy.

This is life, sometimes life is like this. People are in the world and they have no choice but to do so.

The memorial service was over for a long time and everything returned to normal. Yu Zecheng stepped out and walked towards the distance.

He went to Luzhou Wuliang Sect.

The master has been buried, hoping to find his reincarnated soul as soon as possible. According to the principle of sacrificing life and seeking righteousness, his true source is exhausted, not his death from the dead sword technique, but his soul should be able to escape into the cycle of reincarnation.

In addition to him, there is Shi Yun. I don’t know if I can find Shi Yun’s reincarnation and reborn soul. By the way, there is the old man Kuzhu and the Forbidden Yan Zhenyi. I am now indifferent to the Buyan Sect, but the Buyan Sect is not like other sects, and it is not something that can be destroyed and conquered. Finding the Forbidden Yan Zhenyi may change the relationship between the two sects.

During the battle between the Wuliang Sect and Xuanyuan Sword Sect, they asked for help without any response.

Moreover, among them, there were three Yuanying True Lords of the Wuliang Sect who mingled into the enemy and participated in the robbery of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. They were all killed in the end and used the Wuliang Sword Sect before their death, so they had to be beaten and teach them a lesson.

Now Yu Zecheng is thinking about problems and unknowingly rises to the perspective of the sect. He has not noticed this change.

In fact, the most important thing to go to the Wuliang Sect this time is another matter.

Yu Zecheng came to Youmeng and returned home last night. He was dressing up in the small window, looking at each other without saying a word, only tears flowing.

He dreamed of the scene back then.

It was a green grassland, a golden grass beach, a tender green; the aurora Gobi Desert, cedar bushes. There were white, eggy, and purple-red; on the silver-white alkali beach, there were white thorns, sprouting dark green buds.

The snow peaks in the distance are like the unmoving white clouds. The sunset is burning behind the white clouds, and a few golden clouds float in the blue sky.

On the grassland, one man and one woman, two teenagers were chasing each other, having fun, and finally fell on the golden grass from above.

This mountain, this water, this grassland, all of this is so beautiful and natural, making the two of them feel extremely relaxed and comfortable. They like to travel freely between this world.

The boy lay here and said:

"It would be great if I could live here forever, it would be so comfortable."

On the grassland, there are countless wild flowers, red, white, yellow, blue, purple... all kinds of wild flowers, these clusters and those, make the green grassland more beautiful than the garden. With the morning breeze, a rich fragrance comes to us.

The girl suddenly said:

"Brother, one day if I die, you can bury me here."

The boy said:

"What's the matter? But if you die, it will be very peaceful to bury here. But even if you die, I will find your next life and continue to be my wife. But the big house is not you, so I can't say how many concubines you have to queue up."

The girl said angrily:

"No, no, you are not allowed to marry a wife if I die. You can do anything, but you are not allowed to marry a wife."

The boy smiled and said:

"Okay, okay, I will never marry you if you die. I originally wanted to follow the example of Master Xiong's daughter, 3,000."

The girl whispered:

"Then Master Xiong must be very tired, he may not be happy."

The boy was speechless.

The girl suddenly smiled and said:

"What should you do if I am a man in my next life? It's funny to think of it."

The boy laughed and said:

"It's easy to deal with, I'll be my wife if I cut it.

The two of them started to play and walked on the grassland, holding hands, and their hearts were close to their hearts, strolling here, the two figures walked further and further.

As the breeze blows, the vast grassland is plated with the bright red sun and the dewdrops on the grass leaves are like gems inlaid on jade, shining with colorful brilliance.

Yu Zecheng woke up from a dream. It was the scene on the Wuliang Zonggele grassland back then. Looking back at the time, he couldn't help but burst into tears. But this cry could only cry behind his back and not be seen.

So today he went to the Wuliang Sect to fulfill his promise.
Chapter completed!