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In the snow, in heaven.

The vast world of heaven is like a dead place.

A simple long sword sank to the bottom of the Immortal Pond, and the water rippled and rippled. The refracted sword twisted and swayed with the light and shadow. It was clearly within reach, but it was like a mirror, like a phantom.

Zhou Ji slowly opened his eyes, and the confusion in his eyes gradually faded away. Looking at the colorful light and shadow refracted under the water, he realized that he was lying in a pool that was no more than three feet deep.

Every drop of water in the pool was condensed by extremely rich aura, Zhou Ji sat up subconsciously, but found that everything was an illusion.

The Immortal Pond had already dried up and was dilapidated. Dozens of bottomless gullies covered the bottom of the pool. Only an ancient sword that looked familiar lay quietly beside him.

"Where is this place? What happened?"

Zhou Ji got up and looked around, and found that he was in a desolate and dilapidated palace. The pavilions, pavilions, and Zhumenyudian looked dilapidated because they had not been maintained for a long time.

The surrounding environment was even quieter, and even the usual chirping of insects and birds could not be heard.

After confirming that there was no one else nearby, Zhou Ji turned around and looked at the long sword sunken at the bottom of the pool. The fragments of memory were quickly pieced together, and the fog that shrouded the periphery of his consciousness suddenly receded.

"Trapping Immortal Sword."

Zhou Ji closed his eyes slightly, remembering everything.

At the beginning, he came to the so-called heaven through the gate of heaven, but found that the spiritual energy here was constantly decaying, and the source of the decay was the flying sword mentioned by Wang Xianzhi.

Martial artists practice martial arts in order to seek the eternal life of immortals. However, more than a thousand years ago, the immortal sword came from outside the sky, and it happened to fall into the Immortal Pond.

Ordinary warriors need to wash away their mortal body and turn into an immortal body when they come to the heaven. However, as the Ascendant Immortal Pond was destroyed, the Immortal Immortal Sword absorbed all the spiritual energy and suddenly broke out of control. The Four Heavenly Emperors came to suppress it. In an instant, the body died and the dao disappeared, and the soul flew away.

And Emperor Zhenwu, Qingdi, Baidi and others were also injured, and Shengxianchi was listed as a forbidden place in the heaven.

Just when everyone thought that the incident had subsided, the aura of the heavens flowed to the fierce sword unknowingly, and even the Immortal Ponds in front of the palaces of other great emperors gradually dried up.

For hundreds of years, the heavenly emperors and the great powers of the heavens tried their best to prevent the loss of aura. Unfortunately, in the face of the dimensionality reduction blow from the innate spiritual treasure, these powerful people in the world of high martial arts were helpless. They could only watch the aura decay day by day. Practice is difficult.

Later, Emperor Zhenwu found another way, thinking of the method of gathering luck to replace spiritual practice, and resolutely reincarnated to collect luck in the world.

Emperor Qing and Emperor Bai followed suit one after another, and all the great powers followed them.

Thus, Xu Fengnian, the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, Chen Zhibao, reincarnation of Emperor Qing, and Wang Xianzhi, reincarnation of Emperor Bai, appeared in the world.

However, the world and the heavens have always been only one-way traffic.

They practice advanced and can return to the human world from the heavens. Most of the heavens are ordinary heavenly beings. In the human world, they can be "land gods" who call the wind and rain, but here. There are many gods, but it is another "human world" intriguing.

As "ordinary people", these days people can only hold together to keep warm, and wait for the gate of heaven to open from the world. Only in this way can they return to the world and plunder the luck of the world.

When Zhou Ji first arrived in the heavenly realm, he had met such a heavenly being. After seeing him 'crushing' the heavenly gate, the attitude of the other party immediately became cordial and friendly, and he knew everything without saying anything. Full of fear, but still took the initiative to lead him to the periphery of the Suzaku Hall.

He didn't even wait for Zhou Ji to finish saying thank you, and he left in a cool way. He is really a very good person.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhou Ji seemed to be in the water again. The water was sparkling, refracting colorful light and shadows, and the twisted sword body swayed slightly with the ripples, as if it were real or unreal.

Looking at the harmless trapping sword, Zhou Ji's clear eyes flashed a trace of solemnity.

The first two swords were collected so easily that he almost forgot that they were innate killing treasures that could destroy the prehistoric world and reopen the world.

In order to suppress Jue Xianjian, the saint opened up the three realms of the fairy sword world into six realms.

In addition to immortals, demons, humans, ghosts, and demons, the world of evil spirits is opened up under the ghost world of the underworld, and immortals are forever suppressed.

But in the world of Jade Immortals, the sword of Jade Immortals is divided into five volumes of heavenly scriptures, and is used as a cover of stone swords. Only by breaking the restriction of five volumes of heavenly scriptures can the real Jade Immortals be awakened.

What he is facing now is a trap that has escaped from suppression and is completely out of control. If it is not to break the trap of time loop, even he himself will lose his mind and consciousness in the endless loop.

Zhou Ji opened his palm, and a square diagram loomed in his palm.

In the dark, there seemed to be a feeling from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Ji looked down at Xiangxian, and decided to regain it again.

Thoughts flowed, the looming formation unfolded quietly, and the water waves and light and shadows that seemed to be in front of me all dissipated. Then, there seemed to be a broken square stone formation slowly rising, with the swords of Juexian and Zhuxian hanging on the left and right sides. Ji stretched out his hand to grab the trapping fairy on the ground. The short distance of a few feet seemed to pass through thousands of distant worlds.

The crisp sound of glazed jade shattered in my ears, and the fragments of countless worlds turned into flowing light and drifted away in front of my eyes. Zhou Ji's consciousness seemed to be continuously divided along with these fragments, until the moment he touched the hilt of the sword, everything finally recovered , this fierce sword that forced the heavenly emperors to reincarnate collectively, like Juexian and Zhuxian, turned into the sword pattern on the sideline of the square formation and disappeared in Zhou Ji's palm.

Zhu Xian has won the third of the four swords, and Zhou Ji is not as happy as he looks.

Ever since he knew the origin of the square diagram, Zhou Ji realized that he would inevitably get involved in the battle of saints.

In the battle of the ancient conferred gods, Jiejiao was almost wiped out.

The leader of Tongtian was furious and wanted to restart the game, but the four swords of Zhuxian were sealed by the saints, and he was taken back to Zixiao Palace by Hongjun for confinement.

Zhou Ji had a vague premonition in his heart. Before he reached enough strength, it was the best choice to pick up and fish.

After leaving the Vermilion Bird Hall, Zhou Ji was planning to return to the Square Formation, when suddenly he saw heavenly gates rising from a distance, as if ten days were in the sky, and countless black shadows rushed into them like gathered locusts.

"What happened?"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and looked down at the fairy sword pattern lit up in his palm, and learned that the time in the beginning world was distorted, and it seemed that the cycle repeated every day, but five full years had passed in the world in the snow.

Why has there been such a sudden change in five years? Seeing those locusts swarming into the world and opening so many heavenly gates at the same time, I am afraid that Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang, and Deng Tai'a together cannot stop them?

Zhou Ji shook his head, turned into a ray of light and flew towards Tianmen.

The other side of Tianmen.

The two armies confronted each other for ten days.

Suddenly, there was a vision in the world!

Nine pillars of light as thick as mountains descended from the sky, like the sky falling down, turning into snow-white waterfalls pouring down the world, completely covering the land tens of miles around the Beimang Dazhu.

An old man who looked like a farmer walked out slowly from Beimang Dazhu.

Only a few feet away from Deng Tai's Feijian, he looked at Peach Blossom Sword God with cold eyes, "The reason why I came here is just a decoy. In fact, there is no need for me to intercept and kill Xu Fengnian. Heaven will suppress it."

Tuoba Bodhisattva finally appeared. Facing this Northern Mang Army God, Deng Tai'a's face was solemn and dignified. Looking at the nine circles of light hanging in the sky and the black shadows constantly pouring out, he couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

Tuoba Bodhisattva sneered and said, "Taiah Deng, why don't you and I take this opportunity to decide the outcome?"

Deng Tai'a slowly withdrew his gaze, finally started to look at Tuoba Bodhisattva squarely, shook his head and said, "It's not my turn."

Tuoba Bodhisattva then turned his head and looked away.

In front of the dusty Beimang banner, there were faintly visible, and from a distance, five sword shadows of different colors lit up between the beam of light and the ground.

The heavens and humans in Beimang descended like locusts passing through the land, and the twelve land gods who came to support Xu Fengnian were a bit too insignificant.

What's more, these twelve people were originally used to deal with the army of millions of Beimang. If they were transferred here to fight against hundreds of heavenly beings, Jubei City would surely fall!

Xu Fengnian is also very clear about this.

So he chose to come alone.

'The five spirits return to the clan! '

‘Thousand Fang Remnant Light Sword! '

Earth, wind, water, fire and thunder, even without the blessing of Zhou Ji's thousands of years of thunder, but in terms of perception of heaven and earth, as the reincarnation of Zhenwu Emperor, he is almost open, using a knife to transform a sword, summoning thousands of sword lights, and strangling to the North Mang Dazhu. Come.

In an instant, the white beam of light like a waterfall collapsed, and the power of the Nine Heavenly Gates to pull the Heavenly Dao failed to suppress Xu Fengnian. Tuoba Bodhisattva's eyelids jumped when he saw it. Cha's shaking.

At the time of life and death crisis, a group of heaven and man joined forces to resist, nine beams of light gathered in one place, collided with Qianfang Remnant Light Sword and erupted with a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth.

Xu Fengnian spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked up in front of him. In his field of vision, there was only a dazzling snow-white scene.

Like a full moon falling into the world!

The whole person was completely engulfed by the gushing white light, and the five spirits around him were shattered. Xu Fengnian spit out a mouthful of blood again, flew upside down, hit the ground heavily, and the cracks under his body continued to spread to all directions The gap seemed to form a huge spider web.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of celestial beings poured out from the gate of heaven. If it was a fair confrontation with Tuoba Bodhisattva, with Xu Fengnian's current strength, he could completely beat him up from start to finish.

However, even if he is the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, there is nothing he can do about it.

Seeing the nine beams of light gathered again, Xu Fengnian stood up with strength, his eyes were burning with unyielding flames, and he seemed to hear Jiang Ni standing on the top of Jubei City beating Beiliang's war drum for him in his ears.

Looking up, there is only Xiao Suo whimpering in the wind and sand, and the suppression of heaven gushing towards him.

"Ah~!"

Xu Fengnian let out a roar, his sleeves were bulged by the strong wind, his true energy exploded, and he decided to fight the way of heaven.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded beside him.

Immediately afterwards, the beam of light fell suddenly, and before he could see who was coming, his field of vision was once again covered by dazzling white light.

But it's different from before.

This time, he was not knocked into the air by the beam of light again. Such a condensed force of suppression from heaven is enough to crush any land god. However, the beam of light was blocked by an almost thin transparent barrier three feet in front of him. Even with the combined efforts of more than a thousand celestial beings on the opposite side, they could not break through this barrier at all.

"Old Zhou!"

Xu Fengnian's infuriating sleeves gradually fell down, and he turned to look to the side, with a hint of surprise on his pale face, "Didn't you leave?"

"Before I left, I saw heaven and man making dumplings, so I took a look."

Although it seems very powerful to block a thousand with one, but these days people don't go all out, even for Deng Tai'a and his like, it is not a problem to block seventy or eighty people.

Zhou Ji looked around, looked at the heavenly man who took the initiative to walk into the beam of light, and frowned slightly: "What are you doing? So many people are desperate to surround and kill you?"

"Luck in the world is a battle between clans." Xu Fengnian said in a deep voice, "There must be a battle between the mang and mang. If this battle is not fought now, it will be even more tragic in the future."

"I really like Li Jianshen's words, what is in the world belongs to the world, and what is in the sky belongs to the sky." Zhou Ji poked his palm into the void, and pulled out a long sword exuding endless ferocity from the void. The condensed beam of light suddenly shattered.

Zhou Ji raised his head and looked at the nine gates of heaven that were still crowded out, and swiped his sword, the sky seemed to be split, drawing a huge sword mark that was deep and boundless.

The Tianmen disappeared silently, together with the locusts that hadn't come out of the Tianmen, they disappeared into the sword marks.

The entire battlefield fell silent in an instant, and the fighters who were fighting or the soldiers who were fighting were all staring at the scene in front of them with dumbstruck eyes.

"This is the sword you've been looking for?" Xu Fengnian said in a daze.

"No, I went to heaven to find this one."

Wealth and honor do not return to the hometown, like walking in brocade clothes at night.

I'm leaving soon, so don't seize the opportunity to show off~

With a wave of Zhou Ji's hand, the Juexian sword disappeared, replaced by another treacherous and fierce sword.

To get involved in the dispute of national destiny in the world, in the prehistoric world, it is called killing and robbery, even the twelve golden immortals cannot avoid it, let alone these locusts who covet the destiny of the world?

Since he wants to stay in the human world so much, then he should be robbed honestly.

Zhou Ji's thoughts circulated, and the air around the Immortal Sword trembled like water waves, spreading endless ripples outward.

More than a thousand celestial beings on the side of the Beimang Dazhu suddenly froze, their spirits left their bodies, and their celestial bodies collapsed like quicksand.

In the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, only Wang Xianzhi recovered his memory. As for whether these people can remember the past after reincarnation, it all depends on themselves.

From the beginning to the end, Zhou Ji didn't even look at Tuoba Bodhisattva.

Everything here is caused by the trapping of the fairy sword. Now the celestial being who tried to plunder the luck of the world is dead, and the method of immortal cultivation is passed down again, and the cause and effect between him and this world can be regarded as offset.

A stream of light disappeared from the eyes.

Xu Fengnian looked in the direction where the flowing light disappeared, and said thank you softly.

He knew that after this farewell, there would be no possibility of seeing each other again in the future.

Turning around to look at Tuoba Bodhisattva and the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him, Xu Fengnian's surging fighting spirit rose from his chest, and he calmly said, "Come to fight!"

(End of "Slow Knife in the Snow" volume)

(Due to the butterfly effect of the fairy sword scroll in the next volume of "Gu Jian Qi Tan", some details of the ancient sword volume will deviate from the original drama, which will not affect the major.)

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