Hogwarts: Blood of Alduin

The Zhu Jiuyin stone statue in the sky gradually developed cracks. The stone statue cracked, and the bodies of Zheng Yuan and Bai Yunge fell out of the broken stone statue.

"Sword head! Yunge!" Everyone exclaimed, and then quickly ran towards Zheng Yuan and Bai Yunge. At this time, the spiritual energy in their bodies had been exhausted by them, and it could be said that they had no ability to fly at all.

"Don't worry about us. This is our fate. There is no need to be sad for us."

"Don't talk yet. You and your sister can still be saved! As long as I give you my blood, you can stop being petrified." Bai Youchi said in a panic.

"Okay Xiaobai, you are the youngest among the seven of us. You don't have as heavy a mission as us. After Yunge and I are petrified, you only need to protect Shushan until Bryce and the others come back. This will It's his responsibility, not yours. Tai'a has been sealed, and the Seven Swords of Shushan of our generation should be disbanded. When Bryce and the others come back, you can leave Shushan on your own. Of course, it's not impossible to stay here to retire. "

"Zheng Yuan……"

"Okay, my Yunge is still waiting for me, so I'll take the first step. By the way, Xiaobai, don't forget to pass on the bloodline of Zhulong." Zheng Yuan said with a smile, and then the petrified light gradually passed Even though he was petrified, he left with a smile on his face because his Yunge was still with him.

"I respectfully send you the heads of the Seven Swords of Shu Mountain, the second of the seven swords, and the two great swordsmen Xiaoyao Immortal." Bai Youchi's words were full of sorrow, and all the people in Shu Mountain also agreed.

Today will be the heaviest day, because Shushan suffered huge losses today, not only because countless young disciples died, but also because Shushan lost nine great swordsmen in one day. They are the heroes of Shushan, and they should be remembered. The people of Shushan will remember it.

The people in Shushan had prepared the funeral the next day. This time, no one, including Bryce, was notified of the funeral.This time the funeral was held by Shushan itself. It was very simple, but very solemn.

The nine great swordsmen who died have no tombstones, because their swords are their tombstones. Some of their bodies have been turned into ashes and disappeared between heaven and earth, while some of their bodies have been turned into stone statues, which can barely be used by future generations. People worship them, but no matter what their bodies become, they have only one identity, that is, the heroes of Shushan, the heroes who saved the lights of thousands of families.

Without their desperate protection, the human world would have been invaded by the twelve demon gods long ago, and the gods in this world would not help at all. All they can do is rely on themselves, because they can only control their destiny. In one's own hands, that is destiny. Once destiny is controlled by others, then they can only be regarded as puppets.

Swordsmen would rather break than bend. What they cultivate is the sword, what they cultivate is the body, and what they cultivate is the mind.

This funeral came and went quickly. Except for the person whose body was turned into a stone statue, all the other Great Sword Immortals were erected in cenotaphs, and their spiritual tablets entered the ancestor's ancestral hall.Although there are several souls who are nothing more than empty shells.But they believe that the power of faith can eventually restore their souls, because they are the faith of all Shushan disciples.

The remaining ones whose bodies were turned into stone statues were sent to another ancestor's ancestral hall. The space here is large, but there are very few stone statues. This is the place where Shushan's bodies have been turned into stone statues for thousands of years. The ancestor's cemetery, where they will enjoy the incense of future generations.Their long swords will be worn on their bodies, or enter the sword tomb to wait for the next master to appear.

After this battle, Shushan once again closed its gate. All the monks and sects in the world did not bother, because they knew that Shushan was tired and needed to rest. They were also humans, not gods, and they also needed to rest.

However, this time the mountain gate was closed without telling the time, so no one knew when the once mighty Shushan would be born again. Maybe it would be tomorrow or next year. They could only guess, but they all knew that, Whenever a disaster strikes, Shushan is always the first to stand up and is at the forefront.

Since then, there has been a saying circulating both in the human world and in the world of cultivation:

When the world is at peace, the world is calm, but when disaster strikes, there will be a mountain of people who die one after another. People don't know their names, but they only know that mountain, which is called Shu Mountain.