1604. Nine Palace Sword Formation

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Dreams inside and outside dreams

Meet each other and know each other white hair

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Flying south south south south spring and autumn

Autumn wind, autumn night and autumn sad

Remember the wind, rain, remember the sorrow

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At the bottom of the sword valley and under the underground palace, Chu Yun's affectionate voice echoed throughout the space.

Mu Guyan was completely stunned. At this moment, in her world, there seemed to be no sky, no earth, no sun and moon, no starlight, only a thin boy was celebrating his sorrow and his voice full of sorrow and affection was lingering in his ears.

What kind of affection and sorrow is that?

And what kind of boy can recite such a sad poem?

Mu Guyan was deeply shocked by the pretty boy in front of him.

At this moment, she felt that this man was full of mystery.

What kind of past can create such a man?

For the first time, Mu Guyan was so curious about a opposite sex.

If Fairy Zixi was shocked to see Mu Guyan at this time.

You know, how arrogant Mu Guyan is on weekdays? He has never shown any interest in anyone.

A woman like this arrogant and noble, probably no one in this world can attract her attention, right? Mu Jian once thought so, but until this moment, until she met this young man, all her coldness and majesty in the past seemed to have been broken.

Chu Yun read all the nine-line poems.

At the moment when the last sentence "Remembering the wind, rain, and remembering the sorrow of love" fell, the nine-line poems shone brightly on the side. The brilliant light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire underground palace.

In an instant, the originally desolate and lonely sword valley was filled with bright light everywhere. Even the lotus leaf in the Yuanling Pool suddenly bloomed.

There are tassels in the sky, and there are beautiful lotus flowers in the pond. There are young men in front of the wall and there are beautiful women in tears.

At this moment, Chu Yun and Mu Guyan, wearing red dresses and red clothes, were bathed in the flowing light, bright and intoxicating, just like the fairy couple in the mythological story, getting married and getting married at this time.

Really, even Mu Guyan had an illusion, as if the scene in front of her was like a wedding specially held for her and Chu Yun.

She was as beautiful as a flower in a red dress, and he was full of affectionate poems.

Before he knew it, tears appeared on Mu Guyan's stunning face.

Perhaps it was Chu Yun's sadness that infected her.

The words on the stone wall could not be conveyed to her emotions, but Chu Yun passed them to her.

However, realizing that he had lost his composure, Mu Guyan quickly turned his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, so that others could not see them.

Chu Yun, after a long time, came out of that sad mood.

The words on the stone wall are so magical that they actually contain emotions.

Emotion is like wine. A ruthless person is drunk by the body. A sentient being drunk by the heart.

Chu Yun felt too much pain, too much blood and tears in his heart, and he was drunk at this moment. But Mu Guyan was different. Her voice was pampered and she had a high position for a long time, like a star in the sky, and was surrounded by stars. Without as many stories as Chu Yun, she naturally could not read the secrets outside the words.

The light in the underground palace has not dissipated, and the nine-line poems still emit bright light. However, just as Chu Yun and Mu Guyan looked at each other, the fonts actually began to move.

The horizontal and vertical lines, strokes, were like a living elf, dancing, jumping, rotating, and running.

"This...this is a sword, a sword technique!"

"This is a sword technique!!"

Chu Yun and Mu Guyan trembled almost at the same time, and their pupils suddenly frowned.

But what was even more shocking was Mu Guyan.

At this time, Mu Guyan was full of incredible appearance, and a terrifying wave of fear arose in his heart, and his graceful body was trembling constantly.

"This...is this,"

"Nine Palace Sword Decision!!!"

Shocked, Mu Guyan shouted out almost in a daze.

The Nine Palace Sword Art is a secret technique that the Nine Palace Immortal Kingdom has always been in the legend. Since the first king abdicated, the Nine Palace Sword Art, which was terrifying the Nine Palace Immortal Realm, has disappeared from now on. After careful calculation, such a peerless sword art has been lost for nearly ten thousand years. What Mu Guyan only knows is only heard from some old clans of the royal family.

But Mu Guyan never expected that this long-lost sword technique would appear here.

Chu Yun looked inexplicable at this time. He was not from the Nine Palace Immortal Realm, so he naturally didn't know about this. But the Jiu Jianxian was so surprised that he almost went crazy.

"Nine Palace Sword Art?"

"Chu Yun, this is the Nine Palace Sword Art!!"

"I didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that the secret at the bottom of the sword valley was actually the Nine Palace Sword Art."

"Chu Yun, aren't we here this time?"

"This is the most powerful sword technique. Back then, the comet of the Nine Palace Immortal Lord rose to unify the Nine Palace Immortal Realm, it was because of the Nine Palace Sword technique."

"Hurry, remember quickly, are you still standing stupidly?"

"Don't let that woman take it first."

The Jiu Jianxian was almost crazy and immediately urged Chu Yun to write down the sword techniques into his mind.
Chapter completed!