Peace can be found in all the filthy, filthy places and water where humans don't want to go and animals don't want to settle.

Water arises where there are no roots.

Water comes from nature, or becomes rain, or condenses into mist, or seeps from the dark places under the ground, nourishing all things.

Name, too!

Names arise from namelessness.

Named in the five realms, established by thousands of attentions, condensed in the root of the great road, born in a place where no one cares, now summoned, gathered in the rivers and seas.

The stone sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand is Jiang Hai.

When he raised his sword, when he said "the best is like water".

What surprised Hua Changden was not the high intention of his Tao, but the fact that it only took him half a year to successfully implement his Tao!

"Huhu..."

Fame roars like the wind.

Under the eyes of the spiritual refiners from the five realms, another world was built on the Holy God Continent - the Named Sea of ​​Mists!

Everyone can see that it is the second world.

But is that illusory?

No, the great illusion is nothing, the great thoughts are as usual.

Master Shou's second world has long been separated from the category of "phantom swordsmanship". It was born out of reality and achieved in reality!

One sword summons the famous sea of ​​fog, just like the vision of the war ancestor coming.

After receiving the Lord's wishes, he stood on the top of the lonely tower in the sea of ​​mist. His stone sword was like a river and the sea, and he became famous and famous. Finally, they all gathered on his sword and his people.

"Long..."

The Zhongyuan world was suddenly shaken.

Then the entire world of ghosts and Buddhas began to shake.

Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the stone sword in the void. The stone was not cracked and the sheath was not taken off. He was like an unsheathed sword that had been hidden for many years, and his whole body was full of sharpness.

Under the nourishment of the name of the sea of ​​mist, the clear and transparent water quickly rolled up on the stone sword body, gurgling and flowing.

"Half a year, do you know how I got here..."

Shouye walked up and down with his sword in hand, slowly stepping towards the Huachang lantern, and his momentum became even stronger as he walked.

When the spectators from the five regions saw the strange phenomenon on the mainland, they began to search for the reason, and soon they all entered the scene of Matchmaker Jin Xing's preaching.

Eight million...

Nine million...

Ten million...

Matchmakers have never reached such heights!

Master Shou came out half a year later, and with just his first sword, Matchmaker was already promoted to the highest position in the preaching world.

In the Golden Apricot painting, the discussion is even more intense.

Some people are asking "How is Master Shou"...

Some people are asking "What is the famous swordsmanship"...

Some people are asking, "Isn't this sword exactly the 'name·ten-level sword finger' of Shou just now?"...

The matchmaker has lost the ability to explain.

She admitted that in big scenes, she was still no match for Feng Zhongzui, and could not discern the true meaning of Master Shou's sword.

But the fact is that Feng Zhongzui is also looking at this sword, and he doesn't understand either.

Don't say he doesn't understand anymore. Feng Tingchen, the head of the old family, doesn't even understand. He can't even understand Hua Changdeng, who is facing him!

No need to understand.

Wherever you pay attention, fame will grow.

And the name of the name is completely fissured, and the way of the name is completely proven. This sword Xu Xiaoshou will not only cut out, but also kill Hua Changdeng clearly and die clearly!

"In the past six months, I have observed streams, lakes, rivers, lakes, and seas, tasted mist, rain, tides, waterfalls, and floods, participated in life, understood mysteries, and gained a lot."

"The name above is like water, the sea contains hundreds of rivers, so one of my swords should collect the names of the five realms that have no owner, and the name of the owner; the name of the nameless, the name of the owner."

"This name is like a newborn, like the tinkling of a stream, nourishing me and nourishing me."

"The end of this name is like a raging wave that overturns the world."

"And Hua Changdeng, I don't need seven points of strength to kill you. A stone sword is enough. This sword of mine is a compromise of cutting off the head and tail, which is called 'Tide Rising'."

"If you can catch it, I will recognize you as the 'Ghost Sword Immortal'."

"Can't take it..."

With a smile, Xu Xiaoshou said sarcastically: "Lao Deng, go to hell!"

boom--

With one sword raised, thunder shook the five realms.

The name of the foggy sea is instantly turbulent.

Under the illusory deep sea covering the five realms, a giant land-bearing beast seemed to wake up and turn over. At this time, the waves broke through the sky and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The matchmaker felt that her eyes and ears were about to be pierced by the "name".

She lowered her head, afraid to look around, as if she had no courage to look at the ancestor god again.

The nameable sea of ​​fog is born from illusion and exists in reality. Anyone who still has "Master Shou" and the name "The First Sword Immortal" in his mind at this moment cannot avoid it even if he wants to.

But for a brief moment, the name of the Sea of ​​Mist completely exploded after the riot, and thousands of water bursts surged up, finally converging on Shou Ye, Shi Jian, and even the entire ghost and Buddha world.

"Name·Tide Rising!"

Xu Xiaoshou slashed out with his sword, the sword light released silver, and the color of the water ripped into the sky.

This sword is similar to the yin and yang. It is only the first appearance. It can easily cut through the momentum of the Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng and tear apart the darkness he brought!

"The tide is rising?"

The world of ghosts and Buddhas is indeed on the rise.

But when the great tide sweeps away and celebrities surge in, why does it stop the rising tide?

"Master Shou, are you kidding me?"

"This is called a 'tide'? Isn't this a proper 'tsunami'!"

Hua Changdeng's expression finally became extremely serious.

In his eyes, this sword was no longer a sword. When Xu Xiaoshou slashed the stone sword, his world became dark.

At the beginning of the creation of the sword light, nine swords leaped out from the sky and the earth.

The nine swords opened up the chaos, and the spiritual kingdom was in full swing. But when people wanted to retreat, the name was like the tide, and like a hungry ghost catching its feet, the overlapping waves came in and caught the person unable to move.

"Heart Sword Technique, Prajna Wu?"

The master who initiated the ancient swordsmanship of Huachangdeng was also from Meisi.

How could he not see that the basis of Xu Xiaoshou's sword was Mr. Siren's Prajna?

But, is that just that?

no way!

"Prajna is nothing, abandoned by heaven, the second world..."

His mind was imprisoned in the spiritual kingdom, his body was abandoned under the sword moon, and his soul fell into the collapsed world after the collapse of the Named Sea of ​​Mist...

The body, spirit, and mind are all in harmony.

Named Tide Rising, as soon as it is activated, it combines the three realms into one and locks people tightly.

But, is that just that?

Not yet!

"The wrath of the big red god is the ultimate sword, and there is no desire to be a sword..."

Limiting the enemy is just a limitation.

The sword itself can do endless damage.

When the Nine Swords were used to ward off chaos, they evolved into thousands of things, and as their names are everywhere, they finally unified and merged into one slash. When Hua Changdeng was about to parry, the sword light exuded another touch of cyan, and actually slashed out from his body.

, ignoring the intention of defense, cutting through the true self...

"Six realms united into one?"

In addition to ghost swordsmanship, love swordsmanship and hidden swordsmanship.
To be continued...