Fan Zixi said with a smile, "Landlord Xiao, I'm afraid you didn't notice what these were made of, right?"
"What the …"
Xiao Hua took a look, and his eyeballs almost fell out, "These are made of flowers?"
"Yes …"
Fan Zixi nodded, "If they weren't made of flowers, how could they be brought in with flowers?"
Xiao Hua said with emotion, "Looks like you guys have really racked your brains for Rui Xuan!"
"There's no other way …"
Fan Zixi shrugged and smiled bitterly, "This is becoming a third-rank Grand Clarity Heaven Immortal, which is equivalent to becoming a Dao Immortal. Not only is it our last chance, but it might also be the last hope of our race. We have to work hard!"
"This …"
Xiao Hua glanced at the Red Cloud Festival painted with flowers and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "This is the eight incomplete 《Treasure Sword Essay》?"
"That's right …"
Fan Zixi answered, "These are the fruits of our hard work for the past 100,000 years. Although it's not complete, it's still better than Landlord Xiao starting from scratch!"
Looking at Xiao Hua reciting the memories, Fan Zixi didn't dare to disturb him. After Xiao Hua finished reading, he explained, "These eight Essay on the Sword were written by the Celestial Court's Sword Immortals. We should know them, but after reaching the Bright Heaven Great Sword Realm, we can't remember any of the words. Moreover, these words will mysteriously disappear unless they are comprehended together with the rhythm of the sword."
"Yes …"
Xiao Hua carefully put away the Cloud Festival and nodded, "This situation is similar to the Heaven and Earth Pagoda. The memories of the Essay on the Sword will be lost, whether it's the present or the past. But it doesn't matter, what we need is the rhythm of the sword. The Essay on the Sword is just the carrier of the rhythm of the sword."
"Yes, yes …"
Fan Zixi continued to say, "Although we can't be sure which level corresponds to which Essay on the Treasured Sword, what we can be sure of is that there is only one correct Essay on the Treasured Sword for each level!"
Xiao Hua's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "That is to say, this Clear Sky Sword Seal is the king. Xiao only needs to find the words of the Sword Seal and then compare it with the corresponding 《Calligraphy of Precious Swords》 to understand the real sword rhythm?"
Fan Zixi smiled and nodded, "That should be the case."
"If that's the case ~"
Xiao Hua said excitedly, "In the previous seven Bright Sky Reincarnations, the 2520 years will not be wasted. Let's first find the different Calligraphy of Treasured Swords in each heaven!"
"Actually ~"
Fan Zixi hesitated for a moment and said carefully, "Whether it's the corresponding 'Treasure Sword Essay' or not, this is all we can do!"
"Xiao understands what you mean."
Xiao Hua encouraged, "Isn't this what your alliance did before? The other alliances, and even the other literary friends that you have never contacted, should also have similar 《Treasure Sword Prose》? We can still collect and continue to work hard! "
"Okay ~"
Fan Zixi nodded and said, "I will try again!"
Seeing that Fan Zixi went again, Xiao Hua's figure shook and wanted to release his shadow clone. After all, billions of shadow clones were more useful than 800,000 second-rank Grand Pure Heaven Immortals.
However, Xiao Hua activated the shadow technique and his expression changed slightly. Under the bright light, Xiao Hua's shadow clone could not be released.
"Could it be because Xiao is currently in the state of sword transformation?"
Xiao Hua thought for a moment and looked at the scenery of the boundless world around him. As he thought, he activated the secret skill of Yi Ling to get out of the sword transformation.
Unfortunately, even though he activated the secret skill of Yi Ling, Xiao Hua's body flashed with bright light, and he still could not return to human form!
"Damn it ~"
Xiao Hua cursed in a low voice, "It seems that when Xiao fell into the Bright Sky Great Sword Realm, everything he did was seen by it. It used a pure and unadulterated technique to lure Xiao into the bright light, so that it could stop Xiao from revealing his means before!"
In an instant, Xiao Hua felt that the pressure on him increased by several times.
Previously, when Xiao Hua was in human form, all he could see was the sword rhythm and the outline of the handwriting. Now that he had turned into a sword, there was naturally the interference of the boundless world scenery. Of course, it was much more difficult to find the sword rhythm and the outline of the handwriting.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hua no longer dared to have any wishful thinking. He immediately tried Wannian, Tai Tong, and even the Delusion-breaker Dharma Eye.
However, not long after, Xiao Hua was frustrated. Wannian was limited by the bright light and could not reach far. Although Tai Tong could distinguish the sword rhythm, it was very limited and was not much stronger than the Light of Clear Vision. As for the Delusion-breaker Dharma Eye, it could directly see through the sword rhythm and the handwriting, but it could not be used either.
"Xiao is at his wit's end ~"
Xiao Hua looked up at the endless darkness around him and said rather self-deprecatingly.
After that, he focused on following the trick that Fan Zixi had taught him. On one hand, he released Wannian, and on the other, he used Tai Tong to explore the sword rhythm and the outline of the handwriting.
After more than a hundred years, there seemed to be a gust of wind, and a deep black color shrouded the darkness. Xiao Hua knew that this was the White Heaven Samsara. However, when the black color swept past Xiao Hua, with a boom, a bright light actually appeared around Xiao Hua's body, as if he was ignited by fire. Within the bright light, Xiao Hua saw the sword rhythm and poems flowing past like water.
Xiao Hua was overjoyed. Just as he was about to take a closer look, the shadow of the moon swept past in the black color and covered everything.
Ben Yue's voice sounded coldly, "Xiao Hua, don't think of using tricks. You should just focus on comprehending the words and phrases!"
“nnd~”
Xiao Hua cursed softly, "One is chasing the sun, the other is chasing the moon. They are really echoing each other …"
At this point, Xiao Hua's body trembled as if he had thought of something. He slapped his forehead and said, "Damn it, how could Xiao forget about it?"
After ten minutes, the black color was lifted. Looking at the Greater Thousand World in the darkness, Xiao Hua smiled slightly and calmly activated the Heaven Eye in his bloodline. The Heaven Eye appeared from Xiao Hua's chest and abdomen, and the black and white eyes opened. Buzz! A spiral beam of light shot out, directly shattering the space within a hundred thousand miles in front of him.
"Haha ~"
Looking at the outline of the words that appeared in the space, Xiao Hua laughed loudly and shouted, "I knew it. How could there be a trick that Xiao can't find?"
After that, Xiao Hua was not in a hurry. He continued to change and adjust the Heaven Eye. In less than ten days, the beam of light of the Heaven Eye had thinned and was no longer as fierce as before. The range that it covered had also reached a million miles.
Xiao Hua's space was blocked, so naturally, there was no way for him to take out his flying sword to explore the seal text of the White Sky. However, what made Xiao Hua not know whether to laugh or cry was that when he was in the White Sky Reincarnation, he had already seen the flow of the seal text. There was no need for him to explore at all. He knew that this space was the Eight Parts Seal Text!
Xiao Hua raised his arm and looked at the bright light on it. He shrugged and said, "Everything in the world has its pros and cons. It's nothing more than this!"
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