Chapter 731: Immortal Death
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The piece of paper, which had been sealed for I don't know how many years, was opened by Wednesday.
It was something similar to a contract, and Zhao Chunliang saw the name of a familiar person.
Yang Tianshou.
There is also a handprint printed on the three words Yang Tianshou.
"The biggest mistake in my life is to accept Yang Tianshou as an apprentice." Wednesday Tong handed the paper to Zhao Chunliang, recalled, "When he entered Qingcheng Mountain to learn art, I saw that he had extraordinary qualifications, so I accepted him as my disciple, but we also made three chapters of the law, one of which is that as long as he becomes a congenital one day, he must stay in Qingcheng Mountain forever, inherit my mantle, and later, under my teaching, Yang Tianshou became a congenital, I thought he would stay in the mountain forever as agreed, but I didn't expect that he secretly went down the mountain when I didn't pay attention, And disappeared, now that decades have passed, I don't know where he is, but if you see a congenital named Yang Tianshou one day, please be sure to clear the portal for me! ”
"You old man, do you know Yang Tianshou's current identity?" Zhao Chunliang said with a strange face.
"Identity? What identity? Wednesday asked.
"The only general in Shenzhou, one of the most powerful generals in the military." Zhao Chunliang said, "Don't say that this person is me, even the No. 1 leader doesn't dare to do anything to him easily, let alone kill him." ”
"When he entered the mountain, I saw that he was magnificent, quite a soldier's demeanor, guessing that he should be a soldier, but I never expected that he would come to such a height. In that case, let the matter be stopped. Wednesday sighed, originally he thought that Yang Tianshou was just an ordinary congenital, so it was not too much to let Zhao Chunliang kill him, but if according to what Zhao Chunliang said, Yang Tianshou is a general of the military, then it is really a bit difficult for Zhao Chunliang to kill him, not to mention how many master guards there will be around the general, how to deal with the aftermath after killing him, it is a big problem, who can kill the general of Shenzhou and have nothing to do at all?
"But I have a bad habit." Zhao Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "The more difficult things are, the more I like to do them, and it's only challenging to do it, isn't it?" ”
"Challenging?" Wednesday looked at Zhao Chunliang suspiciously, and said, "Could it be that you plan to agree to my request?" ”
"Senior, this world is no longer a world of fighting alone, sometimes there are many, many ways to deal with a master than to do it yourself." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile, "I will complete the agreement with you." ”
"Really?" Wednesday asked in surprise.
"Of course it's true." Zhao Chunliang nodded and said, "One day, I will definitely cut off Yang Tianshou's head and send it to you." ”
"So good!!" Wednesday laughed and said, "In this case, I can leave with peace of mind." ”
"Let's go? Where to? Zhao Chunhao asked curiously.
"Go to a place that no one knows." Wednesday said with a smile.
"Then I wish the old-timers a smooth journey." Zhao Chunliang still doesn't know the meaning of the so-called place that no one knows, and is grateful to Zhou Wednesday for giving him this magic weapon, Zhao Chunliang said with a serious fist.
"All of you go down the mountain." Wednesday Tong handed over the signed contract of Yang Tianshou in his hand to Zhao Chunliang, then waved his hand and said, "See you if you have a chance." ”
"Good!" Zhao Chunliang nodded, glanced at Ye Liangchen, who was fiddling with the sword given by Wednesday not far away, and did not call him, he directly raised his hand and threw the bright silver sword in his hand into the air, and then his mind turned, and the bright silver sword seemed to have become a part of Zhao Chunliang's body in an instant.
With a bang, the bright silver sword came from a distance, and then quietly levitated in front of Zhao Chunliang.
"Senior, such a divine weapon is from you, please give me a name." Zhao Chunliang said.
"Let's call it the Imperial Sword." Wednesday Tong didn't think much about it.
"Emperor Sword?" Zhao Chunliang was slightly stunned, and then said, "The Emperor's Sword? ”
"The Emperor of the Sword, the King of the Sword." Wednesday said, "I hope this sword can be in your hands and famous through the ages." ”
"We will definitely live up to the expectations of our predecessors!" Zhao Chunliang smiled slightly, and then his mind turned, and the imperial sword flew forward, while Zhao Chunliang rushed a few steps quickly, and then jumped high and landed on the sword.
At this time, Zhao Chunliang understood that as long as you master the method of driving the sword and treat this sword as a part of your body, then you will almost stand on this sword as if there is no gravity.
His own weight had no effect on the sword.
Zhao Chunliang stepped on the emperor's sword with both feet, put his hands behind his back, and flew down the mountain.
The mountain wind gusted, blowing Zhao Chunliang's hair and lifting Zhao Chunliang's clothes.
At this moment, Zhao Chunliang seemed to have become an immortal who could fly with a sword in the novel.
Of course, if Zhao Chunliang hadn't fallen down in the middle of the road, it would indeed be the same as the immortal flying with the sword.
It's one thing for this edgeworth, it's another thing for this pair of feet to step on it.
Zhao Chunliang struggled to jump to the ground from the branch, looked up at the road, and found that no one saw the ugliness of falling from the sword, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then stood on the sword again, and flew down the mountain cautiously.
At the same time, at the top of the mountain.
"I'm down the hill too, old-timer." Ye Liangchen waited for Zhao Chunliang to walk for a while before saying goodbye to Wednesday Channel, after all, he was a person from Tianji, if he was seen going down the mountain with Zhao Chunliang, then maybe what the people of Tianji would think.
"Go ahead." Wednesday Tong waved his hand, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old in this moment's effort, his skin became gray and dull, and it was full of wrinkles, and age spots suddenly appeared on his face.
"Senior you?!" Ye Liangchen looked at Wednesday Tong in disbelief.
Wednesday Tong smiled and said, "Old man, it's useless, since you have already taken my sword, you can also be regarded as half of my apprentice, and at this time next year, come back and give me pillar incense." ”
After speaking, Zhou Liangchen put his hands behind his back, hunched his back slightly, and walked slowly to the small house Ye Liangchen's eyes showed a look of horror, and when Zhou Tongtong walked into the small house, Ye Liangchen clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to the small house, and then threw the sword in his hand out, and the sword flew up like Zhao Chunliang before.
Ye Liangchen sprinted a few steps, jumped high, stepped on the sword, and galloped down the mountain.
In a small house.
Wednesday walked slowly to his bed.
With each step, Wednesday's waist became a little hunched.
In just three or two meters of distance, Wednesday Tong turned into a dying old man, his eyes were completely cloudy, and the vitality of the whole person was disappearing at a very fast speed.
Wednesday turned around with difficulty and lay down on the bed.
Little by little, his consciousness began to blur.
"Master, why didn't you appear again as soon as you left, are you really immortal?"
"Master, for so many years, the apprentice has always adhered to Master's teachings and never left this mountain, what is the outside world like?"
"Master, the apprentice is getting old, the apprentice is leaving, are you waiting for the apprentice over there?"
Wednesday kept muttering, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes and onto the bed.
He stayed in this mountain for hundreds of years.
No matter how determined he is and has not been out of the mountain for hundreds of years, it still makes him yearn for the outside world.
It's a pity that the master's order cannot be violated, and now that the day of his deadline has come, he is about to leave this world, and the regret of not seeing the outside world and the longing for the Wuji Sword Saint made him cry after all.
In a trance, Wednesday seemed to hear the sound of the door opening.
There was a slight sound of footsteps in the room.
This voice, even after hundreds of years, feels so familiar to Wednesday.
"Master!" Wednesday exclaimed with wide eyes.
His eyes had become blurry, and he couldn't see anything in front of him clearly.
A vague figure appeared in Wednesday's sight.
"Tee." The figure seemed to be talking.
"Master, it's really your old man!!" Wednesday cried bitterly and said, "Master, you are still alive, Master, the apprentice has finally seen you!" ”
"Tee, you're a good boy." The figure said in a soft tone, "Go with peace of mind, Master will look for you soon." ”
"Master!!" Wednesday's body trembled violently, tears welled up in his eyes, and then the whole person slumped suddenly.
A Sword Saint-level master who had lived for hundreds of years in Qingcheng Mountain passed away.
No one knows whether the figure that Zhou Tong saw before he died was a hallucination or a real person.
It's just that a year later, when Ye Liangchen returned here again, he saw a grave in the middle of the courtyard.
At this time, Zhao Chunliang didn't know that Wednesday passed away not long after he left.
Zhao Chunliang stood on top of the imperial sword, although he had fallen down a few times before because of his unskill, but after he became proficient, Zhao Chunliang felt handy, and even in the air, he could do some difficult movements with the sword, such as spinning, jumping and the like.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chunliang had already come to the foot of the mountain.
At this time, there was no one at the foot of the mountain, and after Zhao Chunliang came to the mountain gate, he jumped down from the sword.
The three big characters of Qingcheng Mountain are hung on the mountain gate as always.
Zhao Chunliang clenched his hands into fists and bowed to these three big characters.
In his opinion, these three big characters are definitely left by Wednesday.
After the salute was completed, Zhao Chunliang held the imperial sword in his hand, and with a twist of his mind, the sword instantly turned into a silver ribbon.
Zhao Chunliang directly tied him around his waist like a belt.
The name of this emperor's sword is really worthy of its name, it can kill, fly, and be used as a belt.
The breeze came slowly, Zhao Chunliang took a deep breath, the trip to Qingcheng Mountain in the past few days has improved his strength a lot, and he has mastered a skill that can be pretended to be very useful, Zhao Chunliang is still very satisfied.
After staying at the foot of the mountain for a while, Zhao Chunliang turned around and left.
Ten minutes after Zhao Chunliang left, Ye Liangchen also came to the foot of the mountain.