Chapter 9 Origins

The brilliance flows, and the surrounding scene has changed for a time.

Accompanied by the slightly old voice, a man with a majestic figure and a slightly lonely face emerged. Looking at his appearance, it is clear that he is a man who has experienced the ups and downs of life in that fantasy world.

After seeing a lifetime and seeing him again, Han Xuanming was surprised and blurted out: "You...... It's ......"

Unexpectedly, the man snatched Han Xuanming's words and spoke: "I'm already dead!"

The words "this ......" made Han Xuanming even more surprised and a little speechless.

I heard the man explain: "The Heavenly Tribulation Sword Water Moon is the sword of the Mirror Flower Water Moon, the sword of illusion and illusion. Although I can use this sword to leave a phantom, I can't fight the ruthlessness of time, and my true body has long been lost with history. ”

Hearing this, Han Xuanming couldn't help but sigh: "No matter how strong a master is, he must be fragile in the face of time. Once powerful, after the passage of time, it is just a pinch of loess and a pile of barren mounds. ”

The man replied: "Yes! Even if it is arrogant, it will eventually fall silent, history is like this, no one has ever been able to break it." ”

The man then said: "Countless times have passed, after several ups and downs, and in the end, everything will return to nothingness." ”

"No one can change, and no one can change. ”

A long sigh, the man's voice, even a little hoarse: "It's time again, is it time to repeat history?"

The man sighed heavily, and took a step, not knowing where to go. Seeing him like this, Han Xuanming followed and walked behind the man.

The four directions, the endless beauty, seems to be conjured up, not very real, because it is too magnificent.

From a far place, it seems that there is a stream flowing, extending out, but it is completely gathered by flowers and plants. The boundless strange flowers bloom, colorful and fragrant, under the sun, refracting the colorful dazzling light.

The rich floral fragrance is refreshing, and it really makes people forget all the troubles of mundane things.

Such a fragrance really makes people suspect that it is not a fantasy at this time, but the real Baihua Valley.

Walking in the boundless sea of flowers, the man was silent at first, then sighed again and again, and finally spoke: "The so-called fate, the so-called source, all people are the birds in the cage, and they can't escape!"

"History ......," the man paused, "and sure enough, it's going to happen again......"

The man's words made Han Xuanming confused, and asked, "What did the predecessor say?"

"Reincarnation!"

The man let out a sigh of relief, and continued: "The reincarnation once in ten thousand years, no one can escape, and no one can avoid it, that catastrophe will bury everything and cut off everything!"

"When an epoch has passed, everything will be buried, never to be remembered by history. ”

Looking at Han Xuanming, the man's pupils were shining brightly, but in Han Xuanming's opinion, he was clearly choked with tears.

The man said in a deep voice: "The catastrophe of annihilation is not just staged once, but continues again and again on this land. ”

"This land has been destroyed countless times, and that calamity, seeing it, is about to come again. ”

Han Xuanming was shocked when he heard this, although he had heard something from the strange old man, and knew that this Nine Heavens Continent might have a huge disaster that was about to happen, but he never thought that that disaster was so terrifying.

Han Xuanming opened his mouth in surprise and asked the man, "Senior, has that kind of disaster been staged countless times on this Nine Heavens Continent?

The man looked back and replied, "I don't know how many times the catastrophe of the destruction of the world has happened, but there are only a few times that there is historical evidence left." ”

"What do you think is the origin of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword?" the man asked rhetorically.

"There is a catastrophe in the common life, and it is turned into a sword, and it is a sword for the heavens!" replied Han Xuanming, recalling the past.

At that time, it was still in the middle of the rosemary forest. At that time, the strange old man passed on his cultivation method, and he also told a lot of the secrets of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in between cultivation. And at that time, at least that's what the old man told him.

Listening to Han Xuanming's words, the man sighed lightly and shook his head.

Walking along the Baihua Stream, the man's heavy footsteps finally stopped, raised his head, put his hands behind his back, and looked up into the distance, not knowing what to think.

"Every Heavenly Tribulation Sword is a natural disaster, the last evidence left behind!" The man said, lowering his head and continuing to walk forward.

As he walked, the man continued: "I don't know, and I don't want to know, how many times that kind of calamity has been staged. I can be sure of one thing, I'm not the first, and I won't be the last. ”

"Some people, the destiny of heaven resisted, but in the end, there was not a trace of it, and it could be left. And I, perhaps, am the luckier of the unfortunate ones......"

Han Xuanming muttered: "Are you lucky......"

The man let out a long sigh, "Yes, lucky! At least I have a Heavenly Tribulation Sword left." You must know that behind every Heavenly Tribulation Sword, there is a history of blood and tears that has been sealed in the dust......"

"How many years have it been? I don't even know myself. Looking at this time, little by little, sitting between the years, it is finally ...... Saw through everything......"

Turning his head a little and glancing back, the man's gaze quickly turned forward again, and then said: "You are good, I am good, everything in this world, all kinds of things, if you calculate it carefully, it is just a farce in the end." ”

With these words, the man said extremely heavily, sighing again and again, and really saw the depression of the sea turning into a mulberry field.

Looking into the distance, in the man's eyes, a star of light is like the brightest star in the night sky, as if it has penetrated all the darkness and seen the origin of the world.

And these words made Han Xuanming extremely confused. He opened his mouth and asked: "What does the senior's words mean, forgive the younger generation for being stupid, I really can't understand it." ”

When the man heard this, he smiled, a little miserable, and a little self-deprecating.

The man spoke again: "You should have seen everything I have been through. ”

With a deep sigh, the man continued: "That tragedy is what I have experienced. And similar tragedies are experienced by others. There will come a time, and the same ending, perhaps, is what you will experience. ”

Han Xuanming frowned when he heard this, and he didn't dare to agree with the man's words, but asked, "What did the predecessor say?"

Han Xuanming has seen the tragic struggle and the final result, but such a tragedy, how can it happen if it happens. And even if it does happen, who can be sure what the outcome will be until the end? Who dares to easily judge?

Han Xuanming said: "At the River of Life, similar to the tragic battle experienced by my predecessors, I have seen it once, and the result of that battle is also not good. But after all, it's already in the past, and what the future will be is not certain. ”

Speaking of this, Han Xuanming's eyes became more and more determined, and he said, "Since the result is unknown, why don't you think about the good side?"

"Naïve...... Naive......"

The man raised his head and listened to Han Xuanming's words, and couldn't help laughing, but in that smile, there was unspeakable bitterness, and the loneliness in his eyes was self-evident.

He shook his head twice, and the man still had a bitter smile on his face, and sighed: "Who hasn't thought about what you said?

The man sighed again and again: "But look at it, the final result ......"

"Who wouldn't say anything big, but in the end, will it really succeed?" the man asked rhetorically.

"Once, like you, I thought I was the most special one, and I thought that in my generation, everything should be over. ”

So, I resisted, with an unknown number of followers, and I resisted, thinking I could do it. But in the end, you should have seen it...... How can you bear that kind of ending?"

"Your words are right, but if you really saw everything with your own eyes, would you still be able to say these words easily?"

The man's words did not make Han Xuanming agree, and retorted: "Senior, you are too pessimistic! The Heavenly Tribulation Sword Masters of the past dynasties, although they failed, they did not know that they had achieved nothing, they left behind hope, and left behind the Heavenly Tribulation Sword. ”

"So many Heavenly Tribulation Swords, handed down like this, are accumulating strength, and one day, they will break through everything and break the seemingly insoluble curse!"

Han Xuanming continued: "What I have to do now is to believe that the so-called reincarnation of history will eventually come to a successful end in my generation." ”

The man didn't speak again, and he was noncommittal about Han Xuanming's words.

After a long time, he said: "You have your ideas, I don't interfere, no matter what, for history, after all, I am just a loser, all I have to do is to pass on my strength." ”

Han Xuanming hurriedly asked, "So, the seniors are willing to hand over the water moon to me?"

The man smiled: "It doesn't matter if you want to, or not." I'm already dead, and now I'm just a projection, and I can't give you the sword, and I can't stop you from getting it. ”

"If you want to take your sword, go ahead. ”

As he spoke, the man's finger pointed forward. Then he saw the place in front of him, suddenly, the glory was flourishing, it was like a round of the sun cracking, and the people who were bright did not dare to open their eyes.

And when everything fell silent again, and in front of Han Xuanming, when it returned to normal, in the depths of the hundred flowers, Shui Yue appeared.

A sword that is not sharp, emitting a faint brilliance, like moonlight, shining around. Hundreds of flowers and colorful brilliance lingered around the sword body, completely protecting the sword.

The sword floated in mid-air, as if it were in water.

"It's the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Water Moon!" Seeing this, Han Xuanming was naturally overjoyed, and he was about to step forward and take off the sword.

At this time, he heard the man speak again, and said to Han Xuan: "You should know that Shui Yue is a sword of illusion, and this sword is difficult to have a substance, what you see at this time is not the real Shui Yue." ”

"Whether you can get that sword or not, it depends on your creation. ”