"If only life was like the first time we met … …"
Xiao Chen stood in front of the window and looked at the mountains through the window.
Back then, he left Kunlun's Red Dust Peak and entered the world of immortals. Many things deviated from their original path because of this.
When he saw a line of words on the wooden bed, Xiao Chen felt like he was struck by lightning.
"Everything … … starts anew!"
Youth was fleeting, beauty was fleeting, fate met and separation. There were too many unsatisfactory things in this world. Everyone had a lot of helplessness, but they couldn't change it.
Xiao Chen stood there silently for a long time. Then, he calmly walked out. He took one last look at the cottage and left resolutely.
Some things were destined to be unchangeable. There was no need to think too much. He came here to let go of his sense of loss. He wanted to use great perseverance to ask himself to completely cut off the past.
After all, what was gone was gone. It couldn't be changed, and there was no need to change.
Xiao Chen decided to cut off his mortal ties.
"Is my heart already cold and hard?"
Xiao Chen asked himself in his heart. Why did he seem so heartless? He actually wanted to completely cut off the past.
If time could go back eight years. If the same thing happened. Maybe he was already incomparably heartbroken. But at this moment, other than a trace of sorrow. Even the moisture in his eyes quickly disappeared.
He inadvertently looked back. He looked at his former self. He felt that now was very different from the past. Maybe he was more determined. Maybe he really became somewhat heartless.
The wind blew gently. The fallen petals danced. Blocking Xiao Chen's eyes. He suddenly soared into the sky. He rushed to a mountain peak.
Mount Emei had beautiful scenery. He looked into the distance. The peaks were green and the valleys were green. The clouds drifted. It was poetic and picturesque.
Mount Emei had many legends of sword immortals. Although that was already something from countless years ago. Xiao Chen understood that the so-called Earth Sword Immortals were definitely cultivators. Now, they had already left the human world. They entered the legendary cultivation world.
Suddenly. Xiao Chen saw a figure flying in the sky in the distance. That was … … a cultivator. A unique Sword Controlling Technique. It was very easy to distinguish.
Why did they come to Mount Emei? All of a sudden, Xiao Chen thought of a certain possibility. He moved stealthily through the mountain range without making a sound.
"Rumble … …"
A huge mountain in front of him was blasted open!
The momentum was very shocking. The thousand-meter-tall mountain was actually chopped off a hundred-meter-tall section of the mountain by a sword light.
What a powerful flying sword!
Xiao Chen revealed a shocked expression. At this moment, he truly began to take cultivators seriously.
The mountain peak was cut off, and the inside was actually hollow. It was so dark that one couldn't see the bottom, like an extinct volcano.
"The legend is true. Those people who entered the cultivation world from the human world didn't lie. Their long-browed ancestor was indeed overseeing this place in the past. I just don't know if the last martial arts successor is sealed inside. "
"At that time, that martial artist's successor had already been killed, and what was sealed was only his corpse. Now, I'm afraid even his bones have melted away. "
While speaking, the dozen or so cultivators continuously activated their flying swords, slashing horizontally and vertically on the hollow mountain.
"Rumble …"
The sound was incessant. A mountain peak was actually shattered by their powerful strength.
In the end, a sealed door appeared in the lower part of the mountain. Only then did they stop moving.
"That's right, this is the seal of a cultivator! I didn't expect that after so many years, the seal's energy fluctuation is still so strong. If we didn't find the method to break the seal, I'm afraid it would be very difficult to open the seal. "
The dozen or so powerful cultivators moved together. One moment they cracked the Five Elements, the next they cracked the Eight Trigrams, the next they cracked the Nine Palaces … After spending no less than two hours, they heaved a sigh of relief and said, "The long-browed ancestor from back then was already so powerful. He really is a character!"
"I hope we didn't come here in vain. We didn't just dig up a pile of rotten bones."
Accompanied by an earth-shattering sound, the broken mountain completely collapsed. Even the surrounding mountains shook violently, and it took a long time for them to calm down completely.
The dozen or so cultivators flew back from afar with dusty faces. Each and every one of them had disheveled hair and dirty faces. Their clothes were tattered. Just now, they received a very strong impact. All of them revealed an astonished expression.
"What a powerful earth energy."
"The long-browed ancestor was really a powerful person. And that sealed martial artist's successor also seemed to be an extremely powerful character. Fortunately, he was completely dead back then. The smoke and dust gradually dispersed. The mountain disappeared, revealing a huge stone platform. It looked like an ancient sacrificial altar, about three hundred feet tall. A crystal coffin was placed on top of it. Under the illumination of the sun, it emitted a soft glow.
What was surprising and eerie was that there was actually a flying sword nailed to the crystal coffin. Bright red blood was dripping from the cracks on the crystal coffin.
The dozen or so cultivators gasped. What they saw in front of them was really too eerie. Wasn't that person killed long ago? After being sealed for so many years, the corpse should have already melted. But why … why was there bright red blood dripping from the crystal coffin?
A cultivator gathered his courage and threw out a magic weapon. A black gold hammer quickly enlarged and smashed towards the crystal coffin like a small mountain.
"Boom!"
The crystal coffin shattered. Nothing terrible happened. A white skeleton was revealed inside.
"False alarm. It seems that this martial artist was really terrifying back then. After being sealed for so many years, the white bones are still here and the blood hasn't completely melted. It's very scary."
"Of course. It's said that back then, many powerful cultivators were killed and sealed here."
"Bad luck. Except for the flying sword stuck in the crystal coffin, there's not a single treasure."
"Be content. We came here for this flying sword. It's lucky that we got it."
While talking, they walked over and took away the dazzling flying sword that was flowing with powerful energy waves. One of them kicked the skeleton with all his might. At that moment, something shocking happened.
The white skeleton suddenly sat up. With a bang, a pair of bone palms solidly hit the man's legs, crushing them on the spot.
"Ah …"
With a scream, the upper half of the cultivator's body flew into the sky. His whole face was distorted as he screamed miserably. The others retreated at the first moment and used their flying swords to hack at the white skeleton.
"Dang, dang, dang …"
Sparks flew in all directions. The flying swords could cut a huge mountain in half. When they hit the white skeleton, they actually made a series of trembling sounds. They couldn't damage it at all. This phenomenon stunned the dozen or so cultivators on the spot.
"Could it be … the martial artists of the past were really powerful?"
"How is this possible? If he is still alive, how terrifying would he be? "
"Fortunately, there are no more pure martial artists in this world."
The dozen or so cultivators felt that this place was very strange. They couldn't destroy the white skeleton even after exhausting all their strength. They thought that the reason why the white skeleton suddenly sat up was because of a grudge. The thing happened just now because the resentment of the martial artist hadn't dissipated yet.
In the end, the dozen or so cultivators cut off a mountain and pressed the white skeleton under it. They left in a hurry.
Only when the dozen or so cultivators were completely gone did Xiao Chen reappear in the distance. He couldn't help but admit that the dozen or so cultivators just now were not something he could handle. They were really very powerful.
Xiao Chen waved the golden halberd. After cutting open the mountain that was pressing on the white skeleton and clearing away the crushed rocks, the white skeleton was revealed once again. As well as some bloodstains.
The last successor of the Martial Cultivators had actually fallen. Even though Xiao Chen had grasped a Divine Ability, he had always considered himself a Martial Cultivator. When he saw the skeleton in front of him, his heart was in turmoil. He felt sad for the Martial Cultivators.
"Swish … …"
The white skeleton suddenly sat up straight. A weak spiritual fluctuation rippled out. The scarlet blood on the ground all floated up. It gathered towards the white skeleton.
"You … … came … … the person who inherited the martial imprint is finally here … …"
Xiao Chen was very shocked at first, but he quickly calmed down and stood quietly in front of the white skeleton.
"The martial imprint will never be destroyed … … martial artists … … are the strongest. They spent so much effort to exterminate us because … … they are afraid of us!"
The weak spiritual fluctuation seemed like it would be cut off at any time.
"Are they referring to the cultivators?"
In this kind of situation, Xiao Chen appeared very calm. He didn't have the slightest fear or shock.
"No … … they included the cultivators … … all the people of the cultivation system … … joined hands to exterminate the martial artists."
Xiao Chen asked calmly, "They said that martial artists are the weakest and were eliminated by history … …"
"Nonsense! Slander … … history is always in the hands of the victors … … they can tamper with it … … "
The weak spiritual fluctuation was cut off. After a long time, it said, "Martial. We are indeed at a disadvantage in the early stages, but once we have some achievements, we are invincible against cultivators of the same level! The so-called cultivation treasures are like scrap metal, unable to withstand a single blow. Our bodies surpass all the treasures in the world. I, a Half Martial Ancestor, exterminated seven Half Martial Ancestors of various cultivation systems … … "
Xiao Chen listened quietly and didn't interrupt.
"The reason why we were exterminated … … is because our ancestral god accidentally fell … … all the cultivation systems attacked us together."
At this point, tears actually rolled down the white bone's eyes. This was really too strange. It was clearly just a white bone. Where did the tears come from?
Xiao Chen felt a kind of despair and sorrow, and his emotions fluctuated. It was as if tears were about to roll down his cheeks.
Despair, loss, grief … … intertwined together.
"There is no time … … I can't say anymore. I am just a strand of resentment that won't disperse. I persevered until now … … all for the sake of personally igniting the battle blood of the inheritor of the martial imprint … …"
Speaking till here, the blood that had gathered on the white bone suddenly exploded and rushed towards Xiao Chen's body.
At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly felt his blood surging, and his heart was filled with lofty aspirations. The dormant martial bloodline was awakened, and his battle blood was boiling. He had an impulse to roar at the sky. At this moment, he felt that everything in the world was in his hands, and he had an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers!
"Yes! A true martial artist needs to have this kind of aura, to look down on the world and look down on the world. Martial … … will never be extinguished. The true battle saints are us! "
The weak mental fluctuation was completely cut off. That white bone instantly turned to dust.
Xiao Chen calmed down only after a long time. Then, he personally chopped down countless boulders and buried this nameless half-martial ancestor here.
The sorrow of martial, the elegy of martial, the desolation of martial … … The final ending of martial artists came to an end.
Xiao Chen felt that it might be time to truly cultivate the martial imprint.
Through the martial imprint, Xiao Chen knew that if he wanted to become a supreme martial artist, he needed to have a firm heart.
Perhaps … … This was an opportunity.
Cutting off the love of the past and forgetting everything in the past. This might be the first test for him, to forcefully erase a person's figure from his heart.
Three days later, Xiao Chen appeared in Jinling. In front of the teacher's temple by the Qinhuai River, he left behind a smiling picture of him and Ruoshui. Xiao Chen came here to reminisce, to say goodbye to the past.
Since he could no longer start over, he decisively chose to forget. This final memory would be the sharp sword he used to cut off the past. Only by truly facing the past could Xiao Chen truly cut off everything in the past.
The front of the teacher's temple was bustling with people. Xiao Chen felt like it was a lifetime ago, the laughter of the past. The bits and pieces of the past seemed to be right before his eyes as he walked around aimlessly. When the confusion on his face faded, the determined light in his eyes grew stronger. He cut off everything in Jinling.
Three days later, Xiao Chen arrived at Yanjing in the north. He ordered a table full of specialty snacks in a bustling and bustling street. Some were his favorites, while some were Ruo Shui's favorites. He sat here alone for an entire day. That figure in his heart slowly faded away. Xiao Chen forgot everything in Yan Capital.
Yes, Xiao Chen truly erased everything here. He was not lying to himself. Instead, he used unimaginable willpower to cut off everything in his heart.
Several days later, Xiao Chen arrived at the northernmost prairie. He rode on the Earth Horse King that he subdued from a herd of wild horses. As he galloped through the boundless prairie, he recalled the past.
Just as he was about to cut off the past in the prairie, he felt pain in his heart. A thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that I have already become very heartless? My former lover actually became a cauldron for me to advance on the supreme martial path. I cut her off mercilessly to test myself. Will there be a day when I regret it?
Riding on the Dragon Horse, Xiao Chen roared toward the sky. In the end, he resolutely cut off everything here and erased it from his heart forever.
In the following three months, Xiao Chen's figure appeared in many places in the nine prefectures. He returned to the places he went with Ruoshui. Facing the past, cutting off the past!
Today, he was going to the last stop, Yellow Crane Tower. Completely cut off everything in the past!
The figure in his heart was almost completely erased. Xiao Chen seemed to have completed a transformation. He calmly walked up to Yellow Crane Tower.
"Xiao Chen … …"
At a table by the window on the fifth floor, one of the young men and women stood up in shock. When they looked at Xiao Chen, they revealed an expression of disbelief. Xiao Chen turned around and recognized that person. It was his old friend, Chen Fang from the "One Word Sword Sect".
Xiao Chen walked over in large strides and met them.
"It's really you, Xiao Chen … … Where have you been for eight years? Ruoshui has been waiting for you for an entire seven years! "
"Who is Ruoshui?"
"You … …"
Chen Fang pointed at Xiao Chen and was speechless. In the end, he roared furiously, "How can you be like this?"
A girl at the side stopped the furious Chen Fang. She actually had a third vertical eye. Although she couldn't be considered very beautiful, she had an extremely special temperament. It was as if she could purify a person's soul and make them feel incomparably tranquil.
When the third vertical eye opened and closed, specks of gentle radiance spilled out. She heaved a sigh and said, "This is a heartless man, a man who makes one's heart ache. Just now, I vaguely saw a scene. He swung his sword and cut himself off … … It's a pity that he is too powerful, I can't see the truth."
At this moment, Xiao Chen completed the final transformation in an almost heartless manner. He swung his sword and completely cut off Ruoshui's figure.
When the last trace of her figure was completely erased by Xiao Chen, he felt as if he had fallen from the sky. His heart was empty to the extreme. He felt that he had completely thrown away a very precious thing in his life.
But immediately after, his eyes once again emitted two deep rays of divine light. He was brimming with confidence. He swung the Intellectual Sword and cut off the fetters in his heart. He didn't forget, but completely cut off. He cut off his former lover. This required an unimaginable amount of perseverance, and he … … really succeeded.
Martial!
This word appeared in his heart. He felt that his entire body was brimming with power. He was going to march on the supreme martial path!
He swept his gaze over the few people in front of him and asked calmly, "Who is Ruoshui?"
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