When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

"After the red light passed, the knight disappeared."

After Sarn finished describing what he saw and heard, both Hong Ming and Leopold fell into silence.After a long time, the gray-robed mage said with difficulty, "He has summoned his divine power."

"What?" San was a little uncertain about the meaning of the gray robe, "Which god's power? Isn't the Sun God already dead?"

"The gods have fallen, but some specially forged weapons can store divine power, just like a kind of enchantment. Only the purest power of faith can awaken the power of the divine weapon." Leopold looked at the long stick stuck on the ground. Sword, "You said that when the knight held the sword, the sword emitted a dazzling brilliance, preventing the action of the undead puppet. It should be that he used his faith to summon the power of the sun god contained in the holy sword."

"Didn't he already know that his god is dead, so where is the power of faith?"

"The so-called belief is nothing but the purest mind. He used the power of the soul to touch the source of power in the sword." Hong Ming replied.

"The divine power has become the symbol of the Phoenix Knights, the phoenix." The gray-robed mage continued, "The phoenix attacked the Lich King with the knight's will. To kill the Lich King, we must destroy the phylactery, and then we will I saw the same flame bird flying out of the phylactery."

"This is the Golden Crow." Hong Ming corrected. "There was a remnant soul of the immortal family in the Danding, but the thousand years were too long, and this remnant soul had already lost its sanity, so the Danding could be controlled by the lich and become a magic weapon for sending souls. When the sun's divine power attacked At the time of Danding, the remnant soul was stirred up, and mistakenly thought that the deadly enemy was still there, so it triggered the fighting spirit and turned into the Golden Crow. When the Golden Crow appeared, the remnant soul revived, and the soul sent by the lich was naturally killed by the spirit of the immortal family."

"The Lich King died just like that?" Sarn couldn't help showing a bit of astonishment. "But since the Lich King is dead, what about the knight?"

Hong Ming and Leopold looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Stimulating divine power is a kind of sacrifice, and the price must be paid with life." The gray-robed mage sighed softly.

"Since the golden crow has come out, it will go forward indomitably, and everything it passes will be burned, how can it let go of the deadly enemy? Presumably, the knight has been burned by the sun fire together with the zombie skeleton, and only this sword with its divine power is left." Hong Ming stretched out his hand. He pulled out the long sword in the sand, it was a two-handed sword, long and sharp, with complicated patterns engraved on the hilt, but the once dazzling brilliance was gone now, and it became indistinguishable from other ordinary swords.Caressing the edge of the sword with one hand, Hong Ming felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"The battle of the gods turned Santany into a ghost city, the death of the sun god caused his people to endure thousands of years of suffering, the so-called magic weapon pill fire turned the evil mage into a lich ghost king who is not afraid of the sun, and then The lives of countless desert deserters were ruined. Now this small battle of gods is just the opposite. The same sun power, the same artifact Danhuo, finally got rid of the Lich King, saved the former site of Santany, and redeemed countless The souls of abandoned people, relying on only one idea and determination..." Leopold shook his head lightly, "Only the goddess of fate would make such a joke."

"Heavenly reincarnation, one drink and one peck, there is nothing more mysterious than this." Hong Ming put down the long sword in his hand, "If we didn't save him, he would have died here already. If he didn't come here, the Drought Lich would definitely die." It will be a disaster for the world, and countless people will die. This battle can be regarded as seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence."

A gust of wind rolled up the yellow sand on the ground, and the huge Santani ruins looked more and more lonely and empty under the sunlight of the west. Even a hundred years can't obliterate its astonishing scale and past glory, which makes today's war even more tragic.Under the shadow of the city, the three of them were silent and silent, standing in the gravel condensed by time, letting their thoughts fly.

After a long time, Hong Ming sighed, "Let's set up camp here today. My mana is exhausted and I need to recuperate for a few days before I can recover."

This battle had indeed exhausted everyone's physical strength, and the other two stopped talking and sat down to recuperate.Hong Ming didn't immediately fall into samadhi. After sitting cross-legged, he put the big sword on his knees again, and gently stroked the blade with his fingers.Different from the introverted Shenguang a few days ago, now this holy sword of glory is like a dusty pearl, without any power left.But on this extremely ordinary, even slightly fragile sword, Hong Ming faintly felt a hint of spirit, not from the former Sun Lord God, but from... that knight.

Can trigger the power of a thousand-year-old divine weapon, can stimulate the remnant soul of an ancient true immortal with a single sword, and can preserve this mortal sword intact under the Golden Crow True Fire, that knight is indeed qualified to be on the sword. Leave a mark.It's just that this imprint is not angry or sad, but a burst of pure joy.That's right, just like the ancient but happy figure of the Golden Crow on the bronze wall of the Kyushu tripod, without any impurities.

Hong Ming faintly realized that perhaps it was not the simple fighting spirit that aroused the remnant soul of the immortal family, but also the knight's own attachment to his hometown. This nostalgic obsession and the nostalgia in the remnant soul complement each other to trigger such a vast blow.And like a remnant soul, after killing the Lich King who controlled his people, the knight fulfilled all his wishes, no longer hesitated, no longer regretted, only a touch of pure joy flowed.

Hometown, hometown.

Hong Ming slowly closed his eyes.Homesickness is actually quite unfamiliar to him. He entered Gaofu at the age of eight, and moved to Penglai after losing his mother and friends. For more than two hundred years, he has devoted all his attention to practicing Tongqiao. The world only cares about whether the foreign world lacking gold energy is harmful to his practice, and thinks about the reason why he came to this world. Besides, why has he ever felt half homesick.Where is his old friend, what is his nostalgia, and where is his dreaming home, sublime?Penglai?

This thought came to my heart accompanied by a moment of loneliness. In this vast desert, in front of this dilapidated ancient city, it was like a turbulent river, out of control. Gritting his teeth secretly, he wanted to forcefully suppress it, but he never thought that this emotion would circulate in his body along with the heat. After a while, there was a sudden snap, which shattered the Jiquan barrier.Hong Ming was stunned for a moment. After fifty years, no matter how he sharpened his sword skills and stuck to his acupoint, he couldn't shake his heart. How could it be broken like this?Just because he was touched by the scene, and his mind fluttered for a moment?Feeling the true energy flowing in his heart, Hong Ming suddenly thought of the teachings that his ancestors had transmitted when he first entered Taoism, and thought of the instructions of his ancestors when he was traveling.

"How can I forget my feelings before I understand them?" He whispered, "It turns out that what the ancestors said about going through the world of mortals is to let me re-understand the seven emotions and six desires, and sharpen my mind? But these seven emotions..."

His fingertips were suddenly shocked by the coldness of the sword, and he couldn't help but look down at the long sword on his knee. The moonlight shone on the sword, reflecting his sharp eyebrows. It exudes a sense of coldness.Bursts of joy emanated from the sword, corresponding to the zhenqi at his fingertips.At this moment, Hong Ming's heart suddenly relaxed, and his tightly locked eyebrows relaxed. For 200 years, he has never really felt his own emotions one day. He just wants to turn himself into a sharp blade, cut off all the shackles of the world, and no longer be trapped by the seven emotions.But the anger in his heart never dissipated. This anger made his sword invincible, but it also prevented his acupuncture points from being opened no matter how difficult it was.In the past 200 years, has he ever felt a little bit of joy and joy?

Sad but not sad, deprived of freedom, lost homeland, and never gave up; even if the soul is gone and sacrificed life, just because I can return to my homeland, I am overjoyed.How could this situation not move him.It turned out that my desire to kill the seven emotions was just to shrink back, not wanting to be hurt by the seven emotions again, but all kinds of thoughts in the world are more than two kinds of sadness and anger, how can my life span of nearly a thousand years stop here? !

Slowly closing his eyes, Hong Ming calmed down and settled down. He circulated his mind and let the only trace of true energy in his body flow down. The Shaoyin Meridian is completely penetrated.There was no sword dance, and no golden energy, but a stream of heat entered his body with his breath, the color of the fire was red, and it went straight to the Lingtai along the heart veins that were connected to all the acupoints.There is no other five elements in succession, it looks a little lonely, it only spins and condenses in the heart, it does not turn into a white awn and goes straight into the dantian, but this is indeed an out-and-out entry.Although he is still not completely enlightened, for him, fire will no longer be a barrier to entry.Slowly, a smile appeared on the corners of his bright red lips, experiencing the world of mortals, and understanding the seven emotions, is it not a happy event!

Not far away, San suddenly frowned and opened his eyes.During his meditation, there was a strong emotional wave rushing towards him. This feeling... Sann looked at the man who was sitting cross-legged under the moonlight, and could actually directly feel his emotional wave, which was unprecedented.The moonlight makes Hong Baibai's face as cold as ice and snow, but the aloofness he has always been dissipating is slowly dissipating. He is no longer like an indifferent and crazy mage, or a strong man who kills like hemp, but like a simple and persistent young man .On a slightly thin body, the large black robe gently swayed in the wind. On that face, which was more beautiful than most elf girls, there was a trace of loneliness, but also a sense of happiness.

what happened to him?Sarn felt a little incomprehensible, how could such a terrible battle change him so much?He froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, he turned his gaze to night spectrum vision. In this field of vision, his eyes became a sea of ​​red, and the turbulent fire elements surged around Hong Ming's body. He was no longer repelled and rejected, but It was to wrap him gently and pour into his body.Everything was so unbelievable, like a beautiful dream, Sarn slowly returned to normal vision.Still the dazzling moonlight, still the smiling youth, accompanied by the joy felt in the heart and the loneliness in the sight, so contradictory and so eye-catching.

Sarn stared at this miraculous scene for a long time, and he felt that he felt something from this man, something similar to him but also diametrically opposite.Maybe this was a dream that was hard to wake up from... San told himself silently in his heart, but he didn't look away.

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The author has something to say: About the five elements and the five internal organs, it is roughly

Wood-liver-anger, fire-heart-joy, earth-spleen-thinking, metal-lung-sorrow, water-kidney-fear, the five elements belong to metal, but anger belongs to wood, and metal just restrains wood, so his heart is angry The higher it is, the more pure the sword intent, but at the same time, the more difficult it is to practice, and the more difficult it is to open other acupoints, so the mind is also an important hurdle in practice.