After the sage died

Tianshan Xuantai, the place closest to the upper realm according to the rumors.

At this moment, the sky is shrouded in a blue light, and the cumulus clouds are entrenched like a huge whirlpool.

On the Xuantai directly below the whirlpool, stood an indigo blue figure.

Within a few hundred meters outside the Xuantai, practitioners stood far and near, and as far as the eye could see, eighty to ninety percent of them were out of their bodies, and two or three Mahayanas also came.

At present, the world of comprehension is in its heyday for thousands of years, with ample aura and Mahayana everywhere, and even two holy kings are infinitely close to the ascension state.

Tingxue Shengjun Jiang Yunzhi is one of them.

Today, there is only one reason that almost all the top cultivators in the Three Realms gather here - Sacred Lord Tingxue is about to overcome the catastrophe and break through the Ascension Realm.

As for the other sword sage who is close to ascending...

Everyone looked around for a week: it seemed that they were not there.

It's a pity, I thought I could see the duel between the two before Tingxue Shengjun crossed the catastrophe.After all, there are rumors that the opportunity of Tingxue Shengjun's ascension this time should have belonged to Ruins Sword Sage.

Thinking of this, dozens of eyes cast their eyes on the figure standing with his back to the crowd in the center of the Xuantai.

Indigo robe with a silver trimmed waist.Her long hair was bundled up behind her unruly, revealing a beautiful jawline as the latter turned her head.

This is Jiang Yunzhi, the sage of Tingxue.

There was also a young man standing in front of him, the Xuantian sword on his waist revealed the latter's identity - Lin He, the young master of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

The monks who watched from a distance discussed in a low voice when they saw this:

"Sage Lord Tingxue seems to be telling Young Master Lin something..."

"Could it be a secret book of exercises? The two have been friends for many years, and Shengjun intends to entrust the exercises before ascension."

"Or ask the Xuantian Sword Sect to protect him, for fear of being disturbed by the Ruins Sword Sage who will appear at some point."

"It's justified, it's justified!"

...

Ignoring the undercurrent surging outside the Xuantai, Jiang Yunzhi was handing several stacks of paper deeds to Lin He, and told him carefully,

"This is the Ascension Accident Insurance I bought for myself at Mutual Aid. If I fail to cross the tribulation, there will be a large funeral expenses..."

Lin He shook his hand as he took the paper deed, he couldn't believe it, "You still have the heart to buy this kind of thing!" After a short shock, he quickly recovered, "It won't fail, don't say it's unlucky if."

Jiang Yunzhi waved his hand to stop his excitement, "There must be one of the two ends. If I can't occupy the other end, then I will ask you to collect the funeral expenses."

Lin He's eyes turned hot, "Xianzhi, I didn't expect you to treat me like this..."

"Then give it to Xu Jian."

"..." Lin He paused, "What?"

Jiang Yunzhi smiled profoundly, "You don't understand." It's love.

If he can ascend smoothly, let's let this matter go.If he dies and leaves a huge sum of money to Xu Jian, then the latter will definitely understand his intentions!

What a romantic confession.

"You have been taken away!?" Lin He exclaimed, met the former's calm gaze, took a few deep breaths, pressed his aching forehead, and whispered, "Could the rumors be true?"

"What rumors?"

"It can't be true that you snatched the opportunity of Xu Jian's ascension...so you feel ashamed of him?"

Jiang Yunzhi choked slightly.However, the more Lin He talked, the more reasonable he felt, "But do you think Xu Jian will be happy—the opponent took his chance and failed to ascend, and finally left himself a generous funeral fee."

It sounds like some kind of voodoo.

Jiang Yunzhi, "..."

He skipped the controversial topic, and returned to the previous one, "It's just a rumor." It was a denial of the snatching opportunity.

Lin He looked skeptical.

Jiang Yunzhi immediately condemned, "You are questioning my character!"

"I believe, I believe..." Lin He quickly looked for an opportunity to change the subject, looked around and pretended to be surprised, "Huh? The Ruins Sword Sage didn't come today."

Jiang Yunzhi didn't expose his poor acting skills, and continued, "We don't have a good relationship, it's normal that he didn't come."

Lin He breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right, but there are a lot of observers."

Three realms and nine states, eight major sects, humans, demons, and demon cultivators have all come.Mahayana realm impact Ascension realm, regardless of success or failure, more or less can make people enlightened.

Jiang Yunzhi was thoughtful, "Yes."

Lin He felt vigilant, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Yunzhi, "If you charge everyone a viewing fee of [-] spirit stones..."

Lin He's voice suddenly rose, "You still have to think about this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were a few muffled thunders above his head, as if God couldn't stand it.

Jiang Yunzhi raised his head and glanced at the sky, guessing that the hour was approaching, so he stopped talking nonsense, and pushed the person out of the Xuantai with a wave of his hand, "Remember to collect it for me, half price is available for less than 1.5 meters."

"..."

In just an instant, Lin He was pushed out [-] meters.

The Sect Master of Xuantian Sword Sect raised his hand to catch his son and carried him behind him, looked at the latter's slightly absent-minded eyes, and then set his eyes on the figure in the center of the Xuantai with fluttering clothes.

The spiritual power is surging all around, and the tribulation is about to begin.

He asked dignifiedly through voice transmission, "What did Sage Tingxue teach you?"

Lin He didn't come back to his senses for a while, "...there is a way to make money?"

Master Jianzong, "What?"

·

In the center of the vortex, the rolling thunder became more and more dull.

The cyan sky was quickly covered by black clouds, and the sky darkened, leaving only the silvery white light behind the clouds, which flickered half of the sky.

Jiang Yunzhi turned his head and glanced at the dark crowd outside, but he still didn't see the person he was looking for.There was only one white dot busily shuttling through the crowd, as if it was Xiaozong Lin who had started to collect viewing fees.

He felt a little comforted in his heart, and then he didn't wait any longer, and raised his hand and pulled out the long sword at his waist.

"Shua—" A sharp sword was drawn out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the sky, half of the beautiful eyebrows and eyes reflected on the translucent sword.The spiritual power of the eight wilderness surged in, pouring into the indigo blue shirt and making a rattling sound.

All the monks waited with bated breath.

The four fields were silent.

After a short while, a silver python "咵啦!" suddenly cut through the dark sky, and fell straight towards the thin figure on the Xuantai.

This great catastrophe finally came.

……

Once the thunder calamity fell, it lasted nine full days.

The alternation of the sun and the moon could not be seen in the dark cloudy sky, and Jiang Yunzhi was surrounded by thunder, and it was impossible to count how many days passed.

There was a large expanse of dazzling white light in front of his eyes, and the salty sweat dripped down his forehead, soaking into the trembling eyelashes, blurring his vision.The thunder roared in my ears, as if it had never stopped.

All the meridians and bones in his body had already been broken under the nine thunderstorms. From the initial severe pain to numbness, and then from numbness to sobriety, the consciousness seemed to be ups and downs in the stormy sea.

Jiang Yunzhi felt that he couldn't even move a finger now.

Only the opportunity he found at the beginning was running in his heart, mobilizing the spiritual power of his whole body to build bridges and beams for the fragmented meridians.

Boom... Another thunder fell.

The body of the natal sword is crumbling, and above it is the ninth burn mark.

The crowd outside couldn't help but start commotion: "The last thunder!"

"As long as you get through this one, Tingxue Shengjun will be No. 1 in the Three Realms to ascend to immortality."

As time passed, the thunder in the ears seemed to gradually decrease, and there was a skylight shining from the depths of the black clouds above, heralding that the thunder calamity was coming to an end.

Faintly, I could already hear the voices of many people cheering and preparing to celebrate.

Suddenly, Jiang Yunzhi's heart skipped a beat!A sense of disobedience for no reason flashed across his heart, and before he could explore it carefully, he heard a soft sound coming from his heart.

Kacha... The chance that originally maintained the circulation of spiritual power suddenly dissipated.

For a moment, it seemed as if the world stood still.

The meridians that suddenly lost their spiritual power began to snap off from the limbs to the heart.

The robbery failed.If nothing else, he will be out of his wits after a while.

Amidst the thunderous thunder, the scorching electric light seemed to dim a bit.Jiang Yunzhi opened his eyes with difficulty, and a dark crowd appeared in the distance in his vision blurred by sweat, and he could vaguely glimpse a familiar figure among them.

...The market sword?

Jiang Yunzhi blinked his eyelashes, trying to see more clearly.However, the sea of ​​consciousness dissipated in the rolling thunder.

With a plop, his body fell down uncontrollably.

Before his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, he heard the cheers of the crowd stop abruptly amidst the thunder that pierced his ears.

And a hoarse voice that overwhelmed the thunder, "Jiang Yunzhi——!"

·

Dark, drowsy.

After experiencing chaos and ups and downs for an unknown amount of time, a ray of light suddenly fell into the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a sparse grassland in front of him.The smell of soil and grass came from the tip of the nose, and the rustling of leaves in the breeze and the small insects in the distance could be heard in the ears.

Jiang Yunzhi moved his fingers and blinked his eyelashes.

what's the situation?The soul is still alive, and the limbs are still alive.

He turned over and sat up, shivering suddenly.Even though it was the afternoon sun above his head, his whole body was as cold as a piece of cold jade.

Jiang Yunzhi probed his wrist, and his consciousness sank into his body along the meridians. He quickly found the reason why he was so cool—the soul was damaged by the thunderstorm, which made him extremely chilly.

But fortunately, his cultivation remains at the peak of the Mahayana, exactly the same as before the tribulation, without any change.

He waved his hand to transform into a water mirror, and in the mirror was his real face, only a little paler than before.

Jiang Yunzhi touched his face, "People are really kind and can be deceived, I feel pity for them."

After some shameless emotion, he dismissed the water mirror and fell into deep thought—the scene of crossing the catastrophe is still vivid in his mind, from the thunder falling to the breaking of his meridians.

The opportunity he had found earlier went wrong at the last moment, causing him to be out of his wits for a moment.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yunzhi's thoughts paused for a moment, and the figure he had glimpsed before he died suddenly reappeared in his mind: Is it like the Ruin Sword?

No, it should be his hallucination, Xu Jian never came that day.

Also, he seemed to hear someone calling his name, the voice was broken, and he didn't know who it was.Could it be one of his loyal fans?

Thinking to no avail, Jiang Yunzhi restrained his thoughts, and brought his attention back to the moment when the vision suddenly appeared before he died.

He twisted his fingertips, "Sure enough, there is a problem..."

He found that chance together with Xu Jian, but for some reason, an ominous premonition flashed through his heart at that time.

In a single thought, he had seized the chance ahead of Xu Jian.Next, he was the first to cross the tribulation, and then his soul flew away...

Now think about it, thanks to his sixth sense, otherwise Xu Jian would have died.

"Fake products hurt people." Jiang Yunzhi couldn't help sighing when he thought of the opportunity.It is still a powerful "fake", which can make the world's number one Mahayana fall suddenly.

— Although for some reason he is alive again now.

Jiang Yunzhi folded his arms and looked up at the sky, the blue sky, the green land, and the air between the sky and the earth.Everything seemed unreal.

However, it is best to be alive.

The first thing to do is to figure out where you are and how to get back.

Jiang Yunzhi stood up and looked around. At present, he was on the top of a mountain. Looking around, there was no one inhabited within a hundred miles, and a city could be seen faintly in the distance.

After thinking about it for a while, he still didn't go straight to the crowded places, but walked down the mountain along the trail in front of him, thinking carefully, "The city has a lot of routines, so stay in the mountain village first."

The sleeves of the indigo shirt swayed with his movements, and looked like two bottomless pits from the cuffs.If Lin He heard this here, he would definitely scold him, "It's so shameless". The person with the deepest routine in the world is obviously Jiang Yunzhi.

Walking along the way, the soil under the feet was a little dry, and the grass was growing sparsely.The trees on both sides are of different density, and the shaded branches and leaves look a little withered and yellow.

In Jiang Yunzhi's impression, it had been a long time since he had seen such malnourished trees.

The world of self-cultivation they live in is the most abundant period of spiritual power in hundreds of years. Even a weed grows shiny and shiny, and is often planted in jade pots by some unscrupulous merchants to pretend to be orchids.

"The aura here is too thin." Jiang Yunzhi whispered to himself.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped.

A stone tablet was faintly exposed among the weeds beside the fork road halfway up the mountain. With a wave of his hand, the grass blades in front of him separated automatically, revealing the words on the stone tablet——

"Panshi Mountain Road Stop Monument

Xuanzhen 360 Eight Years"

Jiang Yun was taken aback: Hell, Xuanzhen has been in 360 for eight years.Isn't Xuanzhen the year number from more than 1000 years ago?

The vast spiritual consciousness extended towards the distant city in an instant, passed through the city gate and spread to the streets and alleys.

But for a moment, he took back his consciousness.

Now it is really the 540th year of Xuanzhen, and he went back to 1000 years ago!

Standing in place for a while, Jiang Yunzhi slowly came back to his senses.The first reaction was that his observation fee was still with Lin He.

The second reaction was that he might not be able to go back.

……

It took Jiang Yunzhi a whole stick of incense to adjust his mentality, and then he got up and walked to the observation tower outside the road with the idea of ​​​​being at ease when he came, and inspected the distance of Liaoguang.

The world is lonely, there are no acquaintances in this world, and there is no market sword.

But as the saying goes, if God closes a door for you, it will definitely open a window for you.

Even though his first love ended without a problem with his death, it also means that the only person who can suppress him is not around.

The pretentious nature has been restrained for too long, and Jiang Yunzhi, who let himself go overnight, is suddenly a little excited: With his strength at the peak of Mahayana, can't he still run rampant in the countryside?

Heartbeat is not as good as action, he jumped up, rushing out of the mountains and forests to break into his own new world.The indigo coat was clattered by Lin Feng, like a free bird spreading its wings.

The first day without Ruins Sword!

wave up!

Jiang Yun's little abacus was playing loudly, but as soon as he rushed out of the mountainside, the air around him suddenly stagnated.An earth-shattering coercion suddenly came from all over the world, like a majestic mountain pressing down from the sky——

Bang, there was a muffled sound.

This came out unexpectedly, and when Jiang Yunzhi reacted, he was clinging to the dry land in front of him, his hands were locked behind his waist by a big palm, and he couldn't move at all with his cultivation at the peak of Mahayana.

Jiang Yunzhi was startled, "Who..."

A scorching body came up from behind, cutting off his remaining words.

The latter's slightly cool hair slipped from his cheeks, and his deep voice almost touched his ears, causing a strange numbness, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Yun immediately trembled at the waist.

He opened his eyes slightly in disbelief: I'll go, where did such a pervert come from 1000 years ago! ?