True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 625 Silver Feather and Red Feather

The scene of more than a thousand years ago appeared before the eyes of the young man Yin Yu.

At that time, he was still in the Sword Spirit Realm.

The Sword Spirit Realm is different from other realms. There is no other life in the Sword Spirit Realm. It is a world full of sharp swords and a desolate world.

Because in the Sword Spirit Realm, there are sword tombs everywhere. Legend has it that since the beginning of the ancient times, after the death of the peak swordsman, the famous swords they left behind have the opportunity to enter the Sword Spirit Realm.

It can also be said that every sword in the Sword Spirit Realm was once glorious, and in the end, they all became lonely. Sharpness made them reach the peak, and sharpness made them eventually lonely.

Rather than saying it is a sword tomb, it is better to say it is a hill of chaotic swords.

Those swords are either helplessly covered by dust, or lying on the ground in a daze, or suffocating in the river... The same thing is that they all have no masters.

And many of the famous swords have given birth to sword spirits. These sword spirits without masters are full of hostility to each other, and their sharpness is not hidden at all.

When sword spirits meet, they fight to the death. The fight between them is more brutal than the fight between cultivators. In every fight, at least one side is completely destroyed, or destroyed at the same time.

Therefore, the sword spirits that can continue to exist in the sword spirit world are all sword spirits with great strength or good luck.

The sword spirit world is also a place where all sword cultivators yearn for. It is said that if you can enter the sword spirit world, you will have the opportunity to be recognized by the swords in the sword spirit world and become their new sword master. But this is something that can only be encountered but not sought, and it is also extremely risky.

The difficulty of sword cultivators entering the sword spirit world is no different from that of cultivators breaking through the void and ascending to the fairyland.

Therefore, the sword spirit world is only a legend for most sword cultivators.

More than a thousand years ago.

On the Zhongyuan Continent, a chosen talent emerged in the Qinglian Dojo. He was considered the most talented sword cultivator in the Qinglian Dojo in the past five hundred years. Few people knew his original name. When this person was only ten years old, he observed the green fish in the Taoist lotus pond and suddenly got inspiration and created a set of "Green Fish Sword Techniques". With this set of Green Fish Sword Technique, he has almost no rivals among the sword cultivators in Zhongyuan Continent. Therefore, people call him "Green Fish Master", and he likes to call himself "Green Fish". The seniors in Qinglian Dojo simply gave him the Taoist name "Green Fish".

Green Fish is devoted to sword cultivation. He has no other hobbies on weekdays, just looking for other sword cultivators to learn from. Green Fish is a person with a very good sword talent. As long as he fights with other sword cultivators, he can understand something from the opponent's sword moves, so his sword cultivation level is getting higher and higher.

After more than ten years of sword cultivation, he has challenged almost all the famous sword cultivators in the entire Zhongyuan Continent. Some long-established sword masters are afraid that they will lose to Green Fish and lose their character and face accumulated for hundreds of years, so they simply stay in seclusion.

Green Fish is also very picky about swords. After using them again and again, they feel that they are a little lacking. In the end, he suddenly had a whim to cultivate his body into a sword.

"Why am I not a sword spirit? Only a sword spirit can truly merge with the sword itself, and that is the perfect sword path." His strange idea came from the sword spirits recorded in the sword path classics.

Sword spirits, as the name suggests, are weapon spirits born on swords. Weapon spirits can be spirit beasts, gods, or human forms.

Qing Yuzi came to the top of Huashan Mountain in Zhongyuan Continent for retreat. He wanted to cultivate himself into a sword spirit. It may be possible to give birth to weapon spirits on swords, but it is unprecedented for a sword cultivator to cultivate himself into a sword spirit.

"Where is my sword path?" Qing Yuzi, wearing a green Taoist robe, stood on the top of Huashan Mountain. He looked at the scenery in front of him with blank eyes.

The top of the mountain was sleeping lazily with clouds as a blanket. The round-faced sun kept swinging on both ends of the mountain. The straight green pine kept a posture nailed in the cracks of the rocks. Everything seemed so boring.

He has been in retreat in Huashan for a whole year.

Huashan is one of the boundary mountains of Zhongyuan Realm, but it is the boundary mountain with the most sword meaning. The danger of Huashan is like the edge of a sword, and the meaning of Huashan is like the meaning of a sword. Therefore, Huashan is regarded as a spiritual mountain for sword cultivators by many sword cultivators.

"Why not go to the sword spirit world to take a look? That's where I should go." Qing Yuzi looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and said to himself. As if he could see through space at this angle.

After a moment, Qing Yuzi smiled indifferently.

His consciousness moved, and his hands pinched out the sword seal. Strangely, his figure gradually blurred, and after a moment, a sword shape appeared.

After a full incense stick of time, Qing Yuzi's body disappeared, and a sword shaped like a green fish appeared on the top of Huashan.

"Buzz!"

The sword of Tao hummed, like the roar of a dragon, like the cry of a phoenix, and also the free cry in the heart of a peak swordsman.

The next moment, the sword of Tao suddenly flew upwards, with a sparkling green light, like a green fish chasing freedom, moving forward without hesitation, the sky is not the limit.

"Pop!"

The void was actually cut a little by the sword intent of the Dao Sword, and it spread out like ripples.

In just a moment, the Dao Sword transformed by the green fish roe cut into the ripples of the void and disappeared.

The space was as flat as a mirror again, without a single ripple.

The mountain was sleeping lazily, the clouds were hypnotizing, the pines were in a daze, and the sun was playing... nothing had changed.

...

Sword Spirit Realm.

In an unnamed place, two sword spirits stood face to face.

One of them was a girl in a red feather dress.

The other was a boy with a silver feather cloak behind him.

"We meet again." The red feather girl said.

"If I remember correctly, this is our thirty-third meeting, which also means this is our thirty-third duel. Killing each other is the fate of our sword spirits." The silver-feather boy said.

"Really? Within a radius of three hundred miles, there are only two of you and me. If one of us is killed by the other, will the remaining one feel lonely?" the red feather girl asked.

"This?" The young man with silver feathers was speechless for a moment.

It turned out that before he met the red feather girl, he was already used to being lonely, and it was natural for him to be lonely. When one day, he met the red feather girl in front of him, he and her started a duel between swords and spirits.

However, their cultivation levels were similar, and they could not tell the winner until the thirty-second duel. In every duel, both of them were scarred. After each injury, the two would meet as scheduled and duel again as a matter of course.

But as the duels happened one after another, the young man Yin Yu felt that this was part of life, while his previous life was lonely. He didn't know whether he fell in love with the duel or the person he was dueling with. The same is true for the red feather girl opposite.

The silver-feathered boy's eyes turned cold, and he said decisively: "The sword has two edges. If you cut off the left and right, your fate will be lonely. Let's do it."

The red-feathered girl suppressed her smile and responded calmly: "Then I'm not welcome. You don't need to be merciful."

The next moment, the two figures only left a shadow on the spot.

High in the sky, the sound of metal clanging sounded, and there were two more flying swords fighting each other in the air. One is as red as fire, and the other is as silver as the moon.

For a moment, the sword marks were sparkling, the sword energy was surging, and the sword intention was violent.

Jingle, jingle, jingle.

The two have attacked each other thousands of times, but neither side can take advantage.

"There will never be another duel between us." The silver-feathered boy's voice came from above the silver sword.

"Why?" The red-feathered girl's voice came from above the red sword.

"No why?"

"I guess you are afraid that you will fall in love with me when you see me again. This goes against your arrogance as a sword spirit."

"Don't talk nonsense. Loneliness is noble. A sword spirit that has lost its master can only depend on loneliness."

"You're such a homebody."

"What does home mean?"

"Zhai means cute."

"You?" The young man with silver feathers was speechless.

"What are you? I've fallen in love with you." The red feather girl said generously.

"This?" The young man with silver feathers didn't know what to say. At this time, his originally solid heart suddenly had some waves. It felt like a kitten's tail twitching, the more it tickled, the more itchy it became, and the more itchy it became, the more itchy it became.

"Do you also like me?" the red feather girl asked.

"I..." At this time, the young man with silver feathers could only say one word. His heart was beating like a flying dove.

"You and me, two words. That's enough. I know that I have already lived in your heart. Even if you and I can't tell the winner in this battle, when I meet other sword spirits, maybe we will Being killed. Maybe dying in your hands is my destiny. That way, I can live in your heart forever.

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"You're such a homebody."

The silver-feathered young man's face flashed across the silver sword, and he was already blushing. "She called me a nerd again. Am I really cute? Did I do something wrong? As a sword spirit, this shouldn't be the case." Killing is the value of Sword Spirit’s existence.”

"Okay! Let's decide the winner with one move." The red feather girl said.

"I accept the challenge." The silver-feather boy said decisively.

Buzz buzz.

On top of the red sword, sword intent exploded, and thousands of red birds suddenly appeared. Each red bird erupted with passionate fire breath, like fireworks all over the sky.

"Sword Spiritual Technique Flowers Thousand Trees!"

Buzz buzz.

On top of the silver sword, the sword intent was also concentrated to its peak, and thousands of silver birds appeared in an instant. The surface of each silver bird emitted bright spots of light, like stars in the sky.

"The stars of sword and spirit are like rain!"

The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain.

The beautiful swordsmanship is enough to overturn Xuanhuang's killing move.

"Boom boom boom."

The sound of explosions is endless.

The void was ignited by the sword's intention, and what was also ignited was the determination in their hearts. Perhaps only by being killed by the other person can you live in the other person's heart permanently and achieve eternity.

A magical scene appeared. His sword intent and hers actually resonated at this moment, and his and her spiritual power fluctuations were completely consistent.

Thousands of red feathers turned into a hundred-foot fire phoenix, and thousands of silver feathers turned into a hundred-foot silver luan.

The powerful spiritual resonance ignited the void, causing cracks in the void.

Bang! There was a loud bang.

From the crack in space, a flash of blue emerged. It was a free "blue fish", a "blue fish" traveling through space.

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