"You can't have forgotten this matter, right?"
Chu Fengmian's words seemed to have recalled ten thousand years ago.
At that time, Chu Fengmian had already stepped into the peak of sword dao. Even the master of sword dao was inferior to Chu Fengmian's sword intent.
However, no matter how strong Chu Fengmian's sword intent was, he had no spiritual power. As a result, Chu Fengmian had nothing to do and wandered around the Heaven-ceasing Peak.
As for Qing Luan, he came because of his reputation and wanted to be apprenticed to the master of sword dao.
The two met under the Heaven-ceasing Peak and wanted to compete in sword intent.
If Chu Fengmian won, Qing Luan would agree to be his mount for a month. If Chu Fengmian lost, he would bring Qing Luan to see the master of sword dao.
At that time, Qing Luan was in high spirits and felt that he couldn't lose to a trash who didn't even have a spiritual vein. However, Chu Fengmian still won in the end. Thus, he wandered around the continent with Qing Luan for a month.
Other than Chu Fengmian, perhaps only Qing Luan knew about this matter.
After all, it wasn't a glorious thing for a descendant of a divine beast to be used as a mount. Chu Fengmian didn't mention this matter, and Qing Luan wouldn't take the initiative to say it.
"Sword duel under the Heaven-ceasing Peak?"
Qing Luan's eyes revealed a strange look. After hearing the latter part, there was only shock left on his face.
"You're Chu Jianbai? The kid who won against me back then? "
"If it's not me, would anyone else know about this matter?"
Chu Fengmian looked at Qing Luan and sighed.
"However, the former Chu Jianbai has already fallen under the Heaven-ceasing Peak. The current me is called Chu Fengmian."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Qing Luan suddenly realized that the current Chu Fengmian was not similar to the Chu Jianbai in his memory.
The only thing he had was the sharp sword intent on his body.
"A dream of ten thousand years. I don't know if it's good or bad. The world has changed. My old friends are all gone, leaving me alone."
Chu Fengmian sighed.
How could he not want to die with his Master, his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters?
Now, only Chu Fengmian was left in the world. Seeing Qing Luan again, Chu Fengmian was also incomparably happy. After all, he was once a good friend, and he couldn't help but recall the past of ten thousand years.
"Reincarnation, it seems like you have reincarnated …"
Qing Luan looked at Chu Fengmian and murmured.
"Reincarnation is an illusory concept to begin with. Even your master, the Lord of the Sword Dao, was unable to touch upon the Dao of Reincarnation."
"But even if he is reincarnated, it is impossible for him to have memories. Reincarnating with memories is unheard of in this world."
Qing Luan said slowly.
He himself was an invincible expert, but in his opinion, reincarnation was incomparably illusory. If he hadn't seen Chu Fengmian again, he wouldn't have believed it.
"The fate of Heaven and Earth is truly mysterious. It's not something that can be comprehended by mere mortals."
Qing Luan sighed.
"I never would have thought that you would be the only one who survived out of the countless disciples of the former Sword Dao Master."
The Sword Dao Lord had countless geniuses among his disciples. Many of Chu Fengmian's senior brothers and sisters were super experts whose names shook the continent. However, all of them fell under the pursuit of the seven great sects.
On the contrary, Chu Fengmian, the youngest disciple, didn't have a spirit vein. Instead, he was reincarnated. This made people sigh.
"Qing Luan, how did you fall as well?"
Chu Fengmian looked at Qing Luan in surprise.
Chu Fengmian was well aware of Qing Luan's strength. He was strong enough to be ranked at the top of the continent. Among Chu Fengmian's senior brothers, there were no more than three who could defeat Qing Luan.
Especially Qing Luan, who had the bloodline of the Phoenix Clan, an ancient divine beast. He had a long lifespan. Although ten thousand years was a long time, it wasn't enough for him to fall.
But now, it seemed that Qing Luan had also fallen. Now, he was just a shadow condensed by a wisp of spiritual power left behind.
"Of course it's the people of the seven great sects."
Qing Luan's eyes were filled with boundless resentment. He, who was invincible, was forced into a desperate situation and died. Naturally, his resentment was boundless.
"The people of the seven great sects also found me among the countless disciples who were pursuing the Sword Dao Lord. They wanted me to hand over the countless techniques and sword techniques left behind by the former Sword Dao Lord."
Qing Luan said coldly.
Although Qing Luan wasn't the disciple of the Sword Dao Lord, he had followed the Sword Dao Lord for a long time. Naturally, he knew some of the techniques and sword techniques left behind by the Sword Dao Lord.
It seemed that after the people of the seven great sects realized that they couldn't get those techniques and sword techniques from Chu Fengmian's senior brothers and sisters, they set their sights on Qing Luan.
Qing Luan said sternly.
"But I've already burned those ancient swordsmanship books. Those people of the seven great sects will have to pay a price if they want to kill me!"
"In the end, if it wasn't for the monster in Nine Demons City, I might not have fallen. But that monster was also killed by me."
"The monster in Nine Demons City? Is it the Bloodlust Sword Demon? "
In Nine Demons City, he was the only one who could be called a monster.
Now, Chu Fengmian suddenly saw that there was a long sword under the huge skeleton.
This long sword was close to two meters long. There were purple veins on the sword. These purple veins were extremely demonic. Even if it had been sealed for ten thousand years, it was enough to see the demonic aura within.
"The Bloodlust Sword? Your body is actually suppressing this demonic sword? "
Chu Fengmian was shocked.
The Bloodlust Demon Sword was a spiritual weapon that was once famous in the continent. It could be said that this Bloodlust Demon Sword was even stronger than a Heaven Rank spiritual weapon in terms of grade.
However, his reputation was not only spread because of his strength, but also because of the terror of the Bloodlust Demon Sword.
Every owner of the Bloodlust Demon Sword would eventually be corrupted by the Bloodlust Demon Sword and become a sword demon that only knew how to fight.
It was no wonder that there were no more rumors about the Bloodlust Demon Sword in the present time.
From the looks of it, the Bloodslaying Demon Sword had been suppressed in the mountain cave by the Azure Luan's body for ten thousand years.
"That's right. My soul has always existed to suppress this Bloodlust Demon Sword."
Qing Luan looked at the Bloodlust Demon Sword and said.
"If I sit by and do nothing, this sword will definitely cause a storm of blood when it appears on the continent again. So, I've waited for ten thousand years for such a fated person to come to this cave and hand this Bloodlust Demon Sword to him."
"Now, I didn't expect to meet you."
Qing Luan said. His voice was already extremely weak.
It seemed that his soul could not hold on for much longer.
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