Chapter 863 The grudge between the ghost saint and the three-footed sword
After hearing some of the words of the Ghost Saint Zhou Tianming, especially his discomfort in understanding the people of Tianji, Chen Pan suddenly remembered a terrible thing.%Net* Compared with that incident, the so-called immortal war is nothing.
Chen Pan suddenly remembered the story of the Three-Foot Sword. Yue Huihong once said in the picture he left behind that Emperor Yuan practiced the way of heavenly secrets, which should be the one who was the one who died of life. He predicted that the Three-Foot Sword was a world-destroying demon star and would destroy the entire world...
If the ending cannot be changed, wouldn't it be... Chen Pan suddenly felt that the ending was coming. An unchangeable ending means that the Three-Foot Sword will destroy the world. What made Chen Pan even more dizzy was that he had mistakenly entered the Lian Peak to immortality. He used the magic technique to see that a person was sealed deep in the Lian Peak, holding a three-foot bronze sword in his hand and constantly releasing the chaotic sword energy. That person should be the legendary Three-Foot Sword, and he is not dead yet. If the previous saying of destruction of the world was still false, now he has been sealed for 100,000 years, and once he escapes, he has no relatives or other concerns, the possibility of doing something to destroy the world is too great.
"Did you think of something?" Zhou Tianming asked from the side.
Chen Pan thought for a while and decided to say what he thought of: "Senior, have you heard of the Three-Foot Sword of the Demon Star in the World?"
Zhou Tianming nodded without hesitation: "I know, not only do I know, but I also know very well. Do you know about me?"
Chen Pan also nodded: "I heard from the ancestor of the Zhao family."
"I can be said to be indirectly given by the Three-foot sword in this life." Zhou Tianming said expressionlessly.
What? Chen Pan was very puzzled. Zhou Tianming was not very old. He should be less than four hundred years old now, but Sanqi Sword was a strong man a hundred thousand years ago. It seems that the two should not have much relationship.
Zhou Tianming seemed to know what Chen Pan was thinking, and continued: "One hundred thousand years ago, it could have become a great world. Whether it is the aristocratic family in Zhongshenzhou or the northern wilderness of the mandarin, there are a large number of up-and-coming stars in the Nanlin Demon Realm and the evil cultivation world, with strong strength. Not to mention anything else, the rookies with Soul Treasure alone have reached almost three-digit numbers. These people are not so strong, but they should not be worse than Meng Xuan or Yang Zhu."
Chen Pan's heart was a little shocked, like Meng Xuan and Yang Zhu, who all came out of Dongji Xuanzhou. With Song Zhe, three soul treasure cultivators came out of a region, which was already unacceptable. There were nearly a hundred such up-and-coming celebrities in that era. It was indeed a great world.
"All forces are ready, hoping to make the influence of their family or sects bigger, which is a rare opportunity for them. Unfortunately, the emergence of the Three-Foot Sword has made all the dreams of these people become mirror flowers and water moons. They were killed by him or disrupted by Daoxin. Now the sword saint of Jiange and the war saint of Beihuang Manyuan were all defeated by his men in that era. Fortunately, Daoxin was not confused and then stood out."
"A great world that should have been extremely prosperous was disrupted by the Three-foot sword, and countless families lost hope. It is naturally inevitable to chase and kill. It is just that the Three-foot sword is too powerful, and it has been forced into desperate situations countless times but has survived, which has also created a stunning record of Taiyi Jinxian killing the saint. Various pursuits and dangers have become the nourishment that makes him stronger, and this has also become the main reason that changes my destiny."
"My master is determined to cultivate a peerless heir. He got enlightenment from the three-foot sword. He felt that only by killing like a three-foot sword can one get the most perfect disciples, so there will be something that will happen later, allowing the entire continent to chase us and survive the fittest. The strongest ones survived."
The truth is that, no wonder Zhou Tianming said that his life was indirectly caused by the Three-Foot Sword. Chen Pan said again: "Senior, do you know that the Three-Foot Sword is not dead."
Zhou Tianming seemed to be without any surprises and nodded, "I know he is not dead, and he will be back soon."
This surprised Chen Pan a little: "Senior, how did you know? Could it be that you have also entered Lian Peak?" After saying that, he told Zhou Tianming in detail what he saw at Lian Peak.
"Is there such a thing? What you said is true. His body is still moving?" Zhou Tianming frowned. This time he could not keep calm.
Chen Pan nodded: "It's true. I have a special martial art. I saw him open his eyes and release the chaotic sword energy. It's definitely not a corpse."
Zhou Tianming pondered for a long time, stared at Chen Pan for a long time, but didn't know what he thought of, and there was a flash of Tao in his eyes. This was the Tao pattern he practiced. The way of death was extremely powerful, and it was definitely one of the most ferocious Tao patterns.
After a long time, Zhou Tianming suddenly laughed: "It's interesting, it's really interesting. He actually created such a stunning martial art that even Lianfeng couldn't block him, and it would be a waste of me waiting for him."
"Senior, have you been waiting for him?" Chen Pan was shocked. He didn't expect that this lonely man would laugh like this.
Zhou Tianming nodded: "Yes, after I buried my master with my own hands, I was about to break myself up. I just thought that I was actually affected by the Three-Foot Sword for my whole life, but I had never seen anyone else. I always felt that I had not fulfilled my wish, so I survived to this day. However, I believe that I will be able to compete with him soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the death pattern in his eyes shone, and a powerful aura was emitted invisibly, which made Chen Pan a little difficult to support.
"Senior..." Chen Pan was not easy to fight back, and he could not fight back, so he could only give a reminder.
Only then did Zhou Tianming restrain his breath and turn back to his original appearance: "Sorry, I'm losing my composure."
"It's okay, but are you really not worried about the Three-Foot Sword destroying the world?" Chen Pan asked.
Zhou Tianming shook his head: "I have no other nostalgia except for fighting with him. What does the Immortal World have to do with me?"
This is true, but Chen Pan thought that telling Zhou Tianming about the Three-Foot Sword would arouse his vigilance and then join forces with other strong men to prepare. Now, seeing his indifferent appearance, he seemed to be blocked in his heart.
"I still have some things to do, and I need to leave first. This is a ghost card. Although you can enter and exit the ghost world at will, with this, you can save a lot of trouble." Zhou Tianming popped up a sign with a skull printed on it for Chen Pan.
Chen Pan hurriedly took it: "Thank you, senior. I wonder if you have summoned me to come over before and said so many things. Is it because of the instructor of Master Tianji?"
It was not surprising that he had this idea. He thought there would be something important, but he didn't expect that after just chatting for a while, the other party was about to leave. It was very different from what he guessed. He had to think of what was the plan that was made by Master Tianji.
Zhou Tianming shook his head, "Why do you think so? But it has nothing to do with him. I just want to see you. Now that I have seen you, it's fine. You can do whatever you want, I'll leave first." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared and he had already left.
Chapter completed!