On the top of the snow-capped mountains, there is an unknown tomb.

There is no one to sweep the monument, and the monument is covered with snow.

Zhao Changhe and Sisi stood hand in hand in front of the tomb and looked at it silently for a while. They really did not have any bad feelings towards the Sword Emperor. After all, his appearance flew by like a meteor without leaving any mark. On the contrary, his swordsmanship still gave a lot of influence in the early stage.

With great help, the layer upon layer of Qi gathering methods also laid the foundation for Zhao Changhe's unstoppable momentum in swordsmanship.

Wandering around in the world can be regarded as learning from hundreds of schools, and there is more or less incense, but the hatred is getting weaker and weaker.

Having said that, the Sword Emperor himself has no sense of presence here in Zhao Changhe, but his lineage is an old friend of Zhao Changhe's practice. As Tingxuelou, who has been entangled with Zhao Changhe since his debut, although he has not given Zhao Changhe

They have caused harm. In fact, they have run away many times to avoid them. The trouble is still quite big, and the early experience is also closely related to them.

Nowadays, the Bone Burial Snow Peak seems to have fulfilled the name of Tingxue.

The practice of this lineage is very special. From Han Wubing to Shi Wuding to Snow Owl to the Sword Emperor, they controlled and plundered at every level, making it look like a Zerg and not like a swordsman at all. From this, it can be deduced that Tiandao should be a demon in the world of immortal cultivation.

Cultivation, this kind of practice is definitely not decent.

Zhao Changhe knelt down, brushed off the snow on the stele, and reached out to carve two lines of words on the unnamed stele: "The tomb of the ancient sword emperor. The fate of Ji Changhe's thoughts."

He said: "Since it is a memorial for you and me, then we will remember it. They will not be unhappy because of this. Now everyone is not so angry."

Sisi looked at the line of words happily, with a smile as bright as a flower: "I listen to you."

Zhao Changhe stood up and held Sisi's hand again. He was about to say something when he suddenly said "Huh".

Sisi was also stunned. An ancient scene appeared in their minds at the same time, just like what they had seen in the book of heaven. On the vast earth, the old man was wielding a sword.

One horizontally and one vertically.

Horizontally, it analyzes the heaven and earth; vertically, it cuts through the universe.

Is this the remnant of the Sword Emperor's final thoughts that appeared after feeling the kindness of the two people?

What I saw this time was more intuitive than the original Tianshu VR. The Tianshu was only simulated, and you still needed to learn it yourself. But this time, it seems to go directly to the sea of ​​consciousness, like a hint of power.

I don’t know what Sisi’s realization was, but Zhao Changhe felt that it meant a lot to him.

What were you doing just a few hours ago? You were forging Longque, using the Void-Breaking Star Iron to cut through the void. But that was the attribute of Longque. Zhao Changhe didn’t have this skill, so he couldn’t support each other with Longque.

achieve the best results.

I want to find a way to break through to the other side, but I feel that Jiuyou is not suitable for me, because what I want in my heart is the way to destruction, not creation... Now this is not a pillow delivered to my door...

This horizontal and vertical line may not be a sword, but it could be a knife!

Zhao Changhe was greatly moved. He suddenly reached out to take out the dragon bird, but found nothing. Then he remembered that Ling Ruoyu had been driven to make soy sauce by him, and the dragon bird was holding her...

Zhao Changhe shook his head and laughed. He suddenly made a knife with his palms and slashed from a distance.

An invisible sword energy suddenly slashed out, crossing tens of thousands of miles, and struck at the end of the world.

"Whoosh!" A mountain peak was cut off in the far distance, but it was still stuck on the mountain, seemingly unchanged.

Slowly, the top of the mountain shattered into powder and dispersed into the void.

Sisi looked at Zhao Changhe in surprise. He didn't even use a knife for this cut... Is his current strength so terrifying?

Zhao Changhe shook his head slightly and looked down at the edge of his palm: "It can only be regarded as an improvement in skills, which will be very helpful for me to find the final sword... I still haven't found the key in the realm... but I feel a little bit..."

Sisi scratched her head, but she scratched Miao Jiang's iconic beaded crown.

Zhao Changhe laughed, holding her face in his hands and rubbing it: "Why are you acting cute again?"

Sisi hummed and said: "I can't understand your practice anymore. Forget it, I don't care. My realm of control is enough. I'm not needed for fighting anyway. I only need to be responsible for being beautiful."

Compared to the time when Yangyang didn't even know what he was controlling, Sisi was very clear that he was a wind controler. He just practiced step by step, and now he is a normal controlling state.

"Of course my maid is responsible and beautiful." Zhao Changhe held her face and kissed her gently, smiling: "After the secret realm of the Spirit Clan disappears, can we still raise those strange beasts?"

"The water and soil are different, so we can no longer raise them... Nowadays, there are really only ordinary beast species in the world. In addition, the techniques of controlling spirits that we practiced before, such as attracting the power of beasts into the body, have been abandoned, but the method of controlling beasts is still there.

It’s very useful to repair. In addition, the poisonous insects are abandoned, but witchcraft and curses are also being repaired.”

Zhao Changhe nodded: "It should be like this. It is also a different feature from China. It is a pity to abandon it."

Sisi said: "Then what was the meaning of the sword just now?"

Zhao Changhe's eyes fell back on the tombstone, he pondered for a moment, and whispered: "The Sword Emperor is not a self-derived demon in this world. He is an additional creation of Heaven. His origin is different from everyone else. But in the final analysis, he is also an independent creature, not a clone of Heaven.

He has his own thoughts and practices. Those horizontal and vertical skills are not the skills of Heaven, but belong to the Sword Emperor himself. At the last moment, he also got a glimpse of the origin."

Sisi turned to look at his side face. For Sisi's level of cultivation, she actually couldn't understand the meaning of what Zhao Changhe said, but it didn't matter, as long as she was by his side and listened to what he said, she felt at peace.

Of course, Zhao Changhe was not discussing cultivation with her, he was just thinking through his own thoughts: "If it weren't for the interference of heaven, the Sword Emperor's sword would eventually rebel. Then the artistic conception of the setting sun and the waning clouds, is it because he knows that the enemy is Ye Wuming?

I don't think so. He left the ordinary inheritance in the doubtful tomb, but left the final intention outside. In his heart, he actually hoped to avoid the knowledge of heaven and have someone inherit it in the future. Fortunately, the person who inherited this intention was Hong Ling. Then

When I met Hong Ling in Kunlun, his sword test should come from his heart."

Sisi said: "Are you saying that his death thirty years ago was a deliberate attempt to kill himself?"

"It may be possible... In that battle, people did not feel that his destructive power reached this level, so it is very possible that he held back... If so, the inheritance we are receiving at this moment is that the Sword Emperor in turn buried the heavens.

"It's a nail." Zhao Changhe sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough, he was able to reach the third level of the Demon God back then, which was higher than Piaomiao. He is not an easy person to deal with. Heaven always wants to control these heroes, but they will eventually be counterattacked.

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Sisi said: "Then if I don't clean up his tomb, there will be nothing left."

"Is this the fate you deserve for your kindness...even though it seems to be advantageous to me?"

"You are the one who carved the words..." Sisi was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Who should we tell?"

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly and saluted the tombstone again.

Sisi also accompanied the ceremony, and the husband sang and the wife followed.

The breeze blew over the tombstone, as if returning a gift.

The cause and effect of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum has now come to an end.

"Let's go." Zhao Changhe took Sisi in his arms and said, "Take me to see Dali today."

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Here they are worshiping the Sword Emperor, but over there Ling Ruoyu is holding a dragon bird and wandering around. The little girl is very happy to see the completely different style from that of Middle-earth.

I came here when I was a Xinghe, but not to mention that my memory is fuzzy, just as a sword, I was completely indifferent to the local customs and customs, and only now am I interested.

Even Longque was the same. Ling Ruoyu was carrying the door panel on her back, and the ghost figure of a twin-tailed loli appeared, and he lay on her back openly and let her carry her. He looked around curiously: "I've been here so many times, but never before.

I’ve noticed that it’s quite fun here.”

"Can you get off my back first before you talk?"

"Originally, you were carrying me."

"I'm carrying a knife. It's too weird to carry someone on my back. It's like carrying a wife. You hide behind the knife before I talk to you."

"Anyway, most people can't see me, so who would know that you are cheating on your wife... No, I'm not your wife, you are my wife."

"If you don't hide in the knife, you will be my wife by default."

The dragon bird slithered back into the knife, and Ling Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more normal.

Although the essence still seems to be carrying a dragon bird on her back, just like carrying a daughter-in-law.

It seems that these two children are now human beings, but they are also transformed by swords. At least they are not very interested in human dressing up and eating, but they are particularly sensitive to things related to fighting and cultivation. After wandering for a long time, I found a building on the bank of Erhai Lake.

The altar is surrounded by traces of witchcraft that are very different from those in China. The entire scope of witchcraft is vast, about ten miles in radius.

Ling Ruoyu knew at a glance that this should be the place where the aunts said they used witchcraft to trace the way of heaven. The little girl immediately ran to take a look with her daughter-in-law on her back curiously.

As a result, I was stopped by someone outside: "This is an important place for witchcraft and magic. No idlers are allowed to enter."

Longque translated for Ling Ruoyu: "We don't sell soy sauce here."

Ling Ruoyu gritted his teeth: "Shut up."

Guard: "Oh, you dare to tell us to shut up, where did you come from, little girl!"

"..." Ling Ruoyu retreated, took a detour, and tried to climb over the wall from a deserted place on the side.

As a result, as soon as I turned over, I immediately felt a special power coming over me, and I couldn't help but grow older rapidly.

This is a witchcraft curse that can make people age, but the first thing Ling Ruoyu felt was that the bear was a little swollen and painful, and then it became a little bigger visibly to the naked eye.

If the master or parents were here, they might teach her earnestly and tell her that this is called development. But the little girl didn't know this, and her face turned pale with fear. She was more frightened than turning into a rabbit in the Heroes Pavilion: "Sparrow, save me!"

Long Que poked his head in and said with jealousy: "Isn't this a good thing? Who is helping you like this? Why not..."

It felt like Ling Ruoyu was not only bigger but also a little taller. The face of the young girl dimly transformed into a charming young woman, looking more and more like Ye Wuming.

Long Que also opened his eyes in horror: "Help!"

Poor Yi Dao and Yi Jian, the two children didn't know how to play with these things. They didn't know what to do with them at the moment, and this time they spilled the soy sauce.

A sound was heard from the surrounding area: "Prime Minister Tang is here today for inspection, and there is a spy spying here! Get it!"

Ling Ruoyu shouted: "Prime Minister Tang is my aunt!"

"I think you are older than Prime Minister Tang, so take it!"
To be continued...