MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v9 Chapter 34 tower
The wheelchair ahead slowed down, probably because the beach was too soft.
"Liu Shisui did not know this, but Tong Yan, Zhao Layue and Bai Zao knew it. She did know that I would hesitate before letting me come here. I am willing to come here because I was tired of doing it with them. people."
Zhuo Rusui walked to the back of the wheelchair, dropped his hands, and said: "I really don't plan to help them this time, but that doesn't mean I can just watch you kill them all. After all, I know them. I have been older and have eaten so many hot pot meals, and you... used to be a portrait in a small building."
"What about now? You still think I'm the old guy in the portrait after getting along for so long?"
The Patriarch motioned him to push the wheelchair deeper.
The sea came up and wet his feet.
"You are now a person who came out of the painting."
Zhuo Rusui said: "I must admit that to a certain extent, you have fulfilled part of my memory of Master."
The ancestor said: "As a result, you still said a lot of nonsense."
"Because people are going to die." Zhuo Rusui said, "I watched you throw out the bamboo pole, and the water droplets burst out of the air. Someone must have died on Mars. I don't know who died, but I thought about it. It is the old knowledge at the hot pot table, which is very uncomfortable."
The ancestor star is the center of this solar system sword formation. There are many things invisible and can be felt here, such as death in the distance.
Who are the two dead? Did those guys from Chaotian Continent follow the corpse dog? Liu Shisui or Zhao Layue?
The Patriarch looked at the waves on the sea and said, "Even if the person who died may be Tong Yan?"
"I don't know." Zhuo Rusui shook his head in a daze, and said: "I just don't want them all to die."
He knew that Patriarch had changed and many people would die.
Only at this moment did he realize that even if Tong Yan died, he wouldn't be happy.
"So you have to stand up against me?" Patriarch said.
Zhuo Rusui did not think for too long and said, "Yes."
The ancestor said: "I asked you to read a book here for a year, just hoping to make your vision higher and wider, and I don't want to end up being so persistent."
Zhuo Rusui said earnestly: "The cultivation of Taoism is against the sky, who is not stubborn before the Avenue?"
There is nothing wrong with this. Patriarch Qingshan is the most persistent person in this universe. He did so much for the destiny of the gods, for the destiny of mankind, and to live his own way. Otherwise, he can continue to dig tombs, read books on this planet, and be the spiritual leader of the Galaxy Alliance, so happy.
Zhuo Rusui didn't say anything, and walked seven steps towards the beach, then turned around and called out the sword.
The flying sword is gray, looks extremely ordinary, like a dead leaf, if it falls in the sand, I am afraid it will be difficult to find out.
When he was in Chaotian Continent or Qingtianjian, he would definitely try to sneak attack by all means, but he knew that in front of the Patriarch, such a sneak attack didn't make any sense.
"Swallowing boat sword?" Patriarch asked.
Zhuo Rusui said: "Well, I have broken several times in these years, and I can't upgrade my rank."
The Patriarch said: "When was it broken?"
Zhuo Rusui said: "Once three hundred years ago, once two hundred years ago, once a hundred years, all were broken by Fusijian."
The Patriarch said: "Why do you keep it?"
Zhuo Rusui's kendo talent is not under Zhao Liu. He has been the head of Qingshan for hundreds of years, and he is supported by the entire Chaotian Continent. His realm must have already reached the peak of kendo, and there is no need for such a sword.
"Swords start with people. This is the truth you left us in the sword book."
Zhuo Rusui said: "There is one thing you are not very clear about. Zhao Layue arranged for me to stare at you or other teachers from the beginning. Apart from the fact that I can easily win your trust, there is another more important reason, that is... …I can kill people more than they are."
Zhao Layue is not afraid of killing people, and Liu Shisui is daring to kill people, but when it comes to really killing people... it has to be him.
The Patriarch turned his wheelchair, looked at him and said, "It's a pity, I can't fully count as a human now."
Hearing these words and thinking about the time of getting along for more than a year, Zhuo Rusui's expression changed slightly.
The waves slowly lapped on the beach, rose a little more, and flooded the lower edge of the wheelchair.
There seemed to be an extra river between him and the Patriarch.
The sword swallowing boat slowly left in front of him and flew towards the ancestor, the sword body trembling slightly.
Feijian seems to be slow, but in fact it is swift and thunderous. The reason why the picture is like this is because the river suddenly becomes vast and boundless.
The sea breeze came slowly, arrived at the river bank, went to the opposite bank, and fell on Zhuo Rusui.
Several cracks appeared in his clothes.
The black hair fell a few stems.
The tail finger broke silently.
A deep sword hole appeared in the knee.
Blood poured out from those wounds, and when it met the air, it began to burn, turning into a pale golden flame.
He raised his hands, covered his eyebrows with two index fingers, and looked at the flames coming from below his body. There was no surprise or pain in his eyes, just curiosity.
The reason why I have to cover my eyebrows with my fingers is not because of the old saying about burning eyebrows, so I am afraid that the eyebrows will be lit.
It's because compared with Tong Yan, his pair of sword eyebrows is proud, so he needs to be well protected.
There was no surprise or pain, because he knew that the patriarch's kendo realm must be far above him, but he was a little curious about what sword the other party was using.
The breeze coming from the sea, the sand beating against the beach, the water like a horizontal river, and the silvery sand are all swords.
This is of course the pinnacle of Qingshan Swordsmanship-the sword of all things, but it is somewhat different from the sword of all things that Zhuo Rusui understands.
He quickly remembered that this was the sword of all things that he had seen in Ohara many years ago.
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Zhuo Rusui looked at the wildfire flowing out of his body, and while thinking about these things, the boat swallowing sword was still flying forward slowly and stubbornly on the river.
He didn't even glance at his sword, and didn't care.
No matter how wide the river is, it may seem infinite, but as long as you fly forward, you will always fly to the other shore in a moment.
Before the sword was released, he was already prepared.
Peng Lang did not use the sword of all things against his patriarch.
He would not use the sword of all things, because he knew that it was definitely not as good as the ancestor.
He didn't use the Heavenly Sword or any other sword technique.
He was just flying sword.
All the sword spirit, boldness and perseverance are on this sword, all on the word flying.
Even if he was chopped into dust by the ancestor with the sword of all things in the next moment, the sword would continue to fly forward until it flew to the other side and came to the old man in the wheelchair.
Patriarch Qingshan is comparable to a god, and his only weakness is his old, about to decay body. This is the conclusion that Zhuo Rusui has observed for more than a year.
So he finally chose this method.
You make everything a sword.
I regard the sky full of sword intent as a river, and the sword as a boat crossing it.
No matter how the water is in the river, it is difficult to overturn the wooden boat walking in it, and even make it go faster.
The gray flying sword flew slowly over the river, shaking constantly, really like a small boat, which could be swallowed by the waves at any time.
But just three steps away from the wheelchair, the small boat suddenly stopped.
It was not overturned by the huge waves in the river, but directly fell from the sky and landed on the riverbed that suddenly dried up.
With a light bang, the small boat fell into several wrecks and then into fragments.
Why is it so?
Because the rising sea suddenly dropped and receded into the distance.
The river that ran between them naturally disappeared.
The tides ebb and flow are regular, only related to the blood moon hanging on the sea.
The tide is rising, why does it suddenly ebb?
Heaven and earth should not be like this!
Could the Patriarch actually change the laws of heaven and earth?
The last wave fell on the boat-swallowing sword that had become dozens of pieces, and slowly swept it into the sea.
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Zhuo Rusui was silent for a while, raised his head to look at the opposite side, with a relieved smile on his face.
His injuries were very serious, not in his tail fingers and knees, but in the sword marks deep into the fairy body.
The Patriarch did not kill him.
He still has many extremely powerful swordsmanships that are of no use-the head of Qingshan these years is not for nothing.
But it makes no sense.
The wheat field is meaningless, the embankment is meaningless, the boat is meaningless, the sword of heaven is meaningless, and the ghost sword is meaningless.
The most powerful swordsmanship can slash the sky and the earth, and the sky and the earth will not be moved by it, because you are always between the sky and the earth.
Zhuo Rusui said sincerely: "The sword used in front of the Patriarch is just like the words I read in the book a few days ago. It is really ridiculous."
The words in those ancient books are "Ban Men's Axe", Guan Gong's "Big Sword", and Master's "Selling Books".
The gap between him and the ancestor is so big.
The ancestor said: "Your sword is very good, I just lived for these years, thinking more about it."
Zhuo Rusui understands.
The sword of everything that I saw in Ohara that year was this.
Everything that exists in the heavens and the earth is his sword. What I'm talking about here is not specific things like flowers, trees, stone kitchen knives, but a whole.
Thinking is the interaction between self-awareness and the world.
The patriarch's divine consciousness is scattered in the solar system, forming this magnificent green mountain sword formation.
It means that the entire solar system is his sword.
No one can beat him here.
The Patriarch looked towards the distance on the beach.
A few days ago, when Zhuo Rusui was fishing with him, he seemed a little bored. He piled a tower there with sea water mixed with sand.
Where the Patriarch's sight fell, the sand tower collapsed silently and turned into a pile of sand, looking like a grave.
"Buddhists like to use this kind of picture to talk about impermanence."
The Patriarch looked back at him and said, "You forgot that things made of sand will disappear as soon as the wind blows."
Zhuo Rusui put away the fingers that covered his eyebrows, squeezed the wildfire from the wound, and said, "If it is true, it is true and false."
There were some slight rustling noises in the coconut grove in the distance, as well as the monkey's anxious screams.
The Patriarch said: "Since the start of the Great Array, you have arranged a total of 17 sand towers and stone towers, and now they are gone."
In the dark and dark place deep in the coconut grove, there are scattered piles of sand and rocks, and there are even piles of rocks in a sheltered place on the cliff, but the number is smaller.
Those are the traces of the collapse of the sand tower and stone tower.
These sand towers and stone towers were also made by Zhuo Rusui, and the monkeys helped a lot.
He is the head of the Green Mountain Sect, and he naturally knows how to drive monkeys.
The sand tower by the sea turned out to be a blind eye, but it's a pity how can this be hidden from the Patriarch.
When the Patriarch's heart moved, all the towers were destroyed, and none of them were left. How else could he tell those people that information?
"Before the ascension, I went to Guocheng Temple and planned to take the stone tower away, because I think it is the anchor of my Dao Heart. I just gave it up for fear of disturbing the old God Emperor's sleep."
Zhuo Rusui said, "Of course I am far behind you when it comes to kendo, but when it comes to things like towers, I am really more familiar than you."
The tower is the earliest high-rise building in the childhood of human civilization.
Standing on the tower, you can look far away, and you can transmit shouts and radio waves farther, so there will be observation towers, TV towers, and the like.
Those stone towers and sand towers were the means he used to shout to those people in the solar system, only with some adjustments.
"When false is true, true is also false." Zhuo Rusui said this sentence again.
The ancestor understood, his eyes fell in the distant coconut grove.
Those falling sand towers and stone towers aroused some smoke and dust. The smoke and dust were composed of fine sand and stone dust, which were driven by the sea breeze and drifted in all directions.
As the Patriarch's sight fell, a lot of fine sand fell like rain, woven into a very dreamy curtain.
But there are still some sand particles drifting to other places, and maybe they will drift out of the atmosphere and into space in the next moment.
This is Zhuo Rusui's method.
Those sand towers are not tools for spreading information, but the information itself.
When they collapse, the information will be scattered between heaven and earth.
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Heaven and earth are getting closer and closer.
There are countless beautiful and huge snowflakes in the frozen sky, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com and each flower are different, with an extremely complex and regular beauty.
Countless sword lights illuminated those snowflakes very brightly, as if they were right in front of them, in fact they were right in front of them.
The sky is only a few feet away from the edge of the cliff, and it will fall after a short while.
The robot can no longer sit upright, otherwise the upper body will be cut off, so it has to lean back and use its robotic arm to support it against the ground.
It's like a man lying on the sofa watching TV.
At such a dangerous moment, such a posture naturally has a kind of fearless spirit in laziness, very handsome.
Shen Yunbu's true feelings came from the robot.
"I'm so cool..."
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