Chapter 172: See Me Not Kneeling
Afterwards, Li Qing and others cleaned up the bones around the palace walls. The Fu Shen Wall was white and there was nothing. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary stone wall, and there was nothing particularly strange at all.
"Fellow Daoist Li, after comprehending the God of Fu, can you really get out of here?" Wei Yun murmured a little.
"Just try it." Li Qing smiled and sat down cross-legged in front of the Fu Shen Wall.
Wei Yun saw that Li Qing, Fang Ningshuang and others were sitting cross-legged in front of the Fu Shen Wall, and Wei Yun did not hesitate much and sat cross-legged down.
Half an hour later, Li Qing and others completely entered a state of meditation. Li Qing's spiritual sense penetrated out of his body and attached to the Fu Shen Wall, but the Fu Shen Wall was blank and there was nothing, but Li Qing was determined and had no anxiety at all.
One hour, two hours, and three hours passed, and Li Qing's calm state of mind couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.
"Isn't this the real God-Fun Wall?" Li Qing slowly opened his eyes, but when Li Qing saw everything in front of him, Li Qing was surprised to find that Fang Ningshuang, Wei Yun and others who were originally sitting cross-legged, all bowed down on their knees.
Fang Ningshuang and Wei Yun did not open their eyes, as if they did not notice their own changes at all. There were many people around them, and they were kneeling in all directions like them.
This made Li Qing very confused. Li Qing's eyes looked in the direction of their kneeling and bowing, and saw a seat carved by rare beasts on the high altar in front.
On the seat, there was a young man with his eyes slightly closed, not sure if it was a statue, which was lifelike.
The young man just sat there simply, and a shocking aura emanated, making people feel a feeling of looking up in his heart, as if he was the god above the nine heavens.
"It's him!"
Li Qing was shocked. The man was the powerful man Li Qing saw in the illusion that day. If Li Qing was not wrong, he would be Zhang Qiyu, a generation of sword master!
Li Qing was affected by Zhang Qiyu's aura, but Li Qing quickly reacted and thought to himself: "No, this should be a statue."
If Zhang Qiyu was still alive, it would not be in his own sword tomb, and not to mention that Zhang Qiyu, as a generation of sword master, would tolerate so many people entering his own sword tomb.
Li Qing looked up and down at the statue of jade, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This Qiyu should be a statue, and the person who carved the Zhang Qiyu statue didn't know what it was. Not only did he show Zhang Qiyu's carving lifelikeness, but he even showed that momentum!
"A sculptor like this should have mastered the rules of the way of heaven and integrated a momentum into the statue. It's such a big move." Li Qing's eyes lingered, and finally Li Qing's eyes fell on a black object in Zhang Qiyu's hand.
The black object is dark all over, exuding a faint luster, two feet five in length, and looks like a sword sheath.
Although there was no sword in the sword sheath, it exuded a terrifying aura, as if it was the king of the sword, which could make thousands of swords surrender!
Li Qing vaguely felt a familiar aura.
"Is this the scabbard of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword?" Li Qing's pupils condensed, and he was shocked. The aura emitted on the scabbard was like the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.
Li Qing and the scabbard were several feet apart, and they were a little unsure of it.
After all, although Li Qing obtained the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his previous life, Li Qing did not obtain the Heavenly Tribulation Sword's scabbard.
Once, Li Qing once believed that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword had no scabbard.
Because, in this world, who can cover its sharpness with a peerless divine weapon like the Heavenly Tribulation Sword? Even a sword sheath cannot be used!
But if this is really the scabbard of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, it is probably not an ordinary thing.
After pondering for a while, Li Qing decided to go to the altar to see clearly. It would be best to take the scabbard into his hand. No matter whether the scabbard is the scabbard of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword or not, it is definitely not an ordinary thing!
And just as Li Qing stepped onto the altar, the jade-raising statue and slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful force shook out.
The vast eyes, which were as vast as a sea of stars, glanced slightly at Li Qing. The deep eyes were as if they were looking down from heaven, penetrated people's hearts, and saw all the secrets on Li Qing's body through.
"Is that?" Zhang Qiyu slowly raised his head, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Isn't this a statue?" A strong sense of crisis emerged in Li Qing's heart, but Li Qing quickly calmed down his emotions, looked at Zhang Qiyu with a serious expression, and said, "Do you know me?"
"Of course." Zhang Qiyu nodded slightly and said, "Three thousand years ago, in my sword palace, all the sword cultivators in the world respected me as king and worshiped me in all kinds of ways, but there was only one person who did not kneel when he saw me."
"Three thousand years ago?" Li Qing frowned. Three thousand years ago, even Li Qing in his previous life had never been born, how could he have met Zhang Qiyu?
However, Zhang Qiyu's words reminded Li Qing of the hallucination he saw in the cave that time. Could it be another hallucination?
The Zhang Qiyu that Li Qing saw in the illusion seemed to be as real as it is now. Li Qing had to doubt this.
Li Qing narrowed his eyes and observed the surroundings carefully. There was still no change in the surroundings. Fang Ningshuang, Wei Yun and others still knelt around the altar, as if they were worshiping Zhang Qiyu.
Zhang Qiyu's eyes really fell on Li Qing. Li Qing could clearly feel that under such a gaze, he was like a naked person, without any secrets.
If this is an illusion, is this illusion too real?
When Zhang Qiyu saw Li Qing not speaking, he smiled freely again and said, "At that time, I asked him why he didn't kneel, but he asked me why he wanted to kneel."
"So, I killed him. When he was dying, he told me that when he found the sword, he would definitely come to kill me!"
"Two thousand years ago, when I saw him, he no longer remembered me."
"I asked him, have you found your sword?"
"He said no, so I killed him again."
"A thousand years ago, I saw him again, and he still couldn't remember me, but I still asked him, did you find your sword?"
"He still answered that I didn't, so I swung my sword and slashed him again!"
"It's been three thousand years. I'll ask you again, have you found your sword?"
Zhang Qiyu's voice was like rolling thunder, exploding across the entire palace. The echoing sound was deafening, and Li Qing only felt that his eardrums were shaking out of blood.
But Li Qing didn't care at all, because Zhang Qiyu's words shocked Li Qing. Three thousand years ago, Zhang Qiyu killed the person he said twice. Is that person still alive?
People die like a lamp extinguished, and Li Qing does not believe that there are still people in this world who can be resurrected from the dead.
"This is an illusion!" Li Qing's eyes flashed.
But Li Qing didn't know how to answer, because Li Qing had personally experienced its power in this illusion, and he could really be killed in the illusion!
When Li Qing was in the cave last time, Zhang Qiyu's sword tomb was still in the sealed Taoist pattern, and Li Qing was almost killed. This time, he was in the sword tomb, and this illusion might be even stronger!
And Zhang Qiyu said that the man would be killed by him if he answered no. If Li Qing answered that he said no, wouldn’t he be killed by him too?
"Answer me!" Zhang Qiyu shouted again when he saw Li Qing not speaking.
Just as Li Qing was thinking, the figure of Zhang Qiyu slowly stood up, like a green hairpin unsheathed, and his three-foot spirit was undoubtedly revealed.
"My sword has been found!" Li Qing made a fuss in his heart and said something in his mouth.
Chapter completed!