"What?!"

At that moment, the drunken and horrified exclamations in the wind spread throughout the five regions of the mainland:

"Love swordsmanship, the third realm, the immortal sword?!"

"Gu Lao used the seven second realms to merge, from entering the world to being born, and forcibly launched the Immortal Sword..."

"Does he want to be called a god and ancestor at this moment and become the sword god of the new era?!"

The explosive tone and terrifying content suddenly aroused the thoughts and eyeballs of all the spectators in front of the preaching mirror.

In front of the sword burial mound, Gu Qing Er, San Si, and even a group of ancient sword cultivators and spiritual sword cultivators who were seeking enlightenment were full of fear and shock.

"this?"

Compared with other places where the atmosphere of ancient kendo is not strong, almost everyone here has a common basic understanding:

The way of the sword god Gulou Ying is to practice the other eight sword arts first, and then use the love sword technique to become a god and proclaim his ancestor.

It is true that what Gu Yu cultivated was also the orthodox path of the Sword God, the same path as Rao Yaoyao.

During the week of the battlefield, apart from Liu Fuyu, he was probably the only one with the purest Tao, not even the people of Meisi could compare with him.

But there is a reason why the sword god can be called a god and ancestor!

In order for the Immortal Sword to open the mysterious door and attract the opportunity of the ancestors and gods, the prerequisite for everyone to know is that your other eight sword skills must be perfected!

So……

What is perfection?

It's very simple. You have to have at least Huan Jiuwan, Mo Wuxin, the eight second realms in Ghost Hidden Love, and have all the proficiency and understanding to reach the level of Mei Si Ren Prajna... or above!

Can Guyu do it?

He can't do it!

The number of mystical formations he had summoned at this moment seemed exaggerated, but compared with the real threshold for sacrificing the Immortal Sword, it was still one short.

——At the second level of ghost swordsmanship, Gu Yu couldn’t even summon the Lord of Fengdu’s secret formation!

And even if he could summon it...

Observe the varying degrees of brightness and darkness of the secret formations within the Meizi Yutianjie range, then compare them with Shouye's, and then learn from Zhong Yuanzi's Dao Diagram Theory.

It can be easily seen that even the most powerful Nine Swordsmanship, Guyu cannot reach the state of "perfection", and may even be inferior to Meisi people's Prajna Wu.

As for Wu Jian Shu, Mo Jian Shu, etc., he only had a first glimpse of the door, and it was clear that he had just realized the second realm not long ago.

One of the eight is missing, and the other seven are each deficient in the second realm, just like a wooden barrel with boards of varying lengths and a piece missing in the middle.

How could it sacrifice the Immortal Sword and salvage the opportunity to become a god and ancestor from the Mysterious Gate?

This is courting death!

"Mr. Gu's move..."

In the Fengjia City in the Southern Territory, most of the people in front of the first viewing platform had red eyes.

Of course they can also see that this is asking for death, so is Mr. Gu just a fool and can't see anything?

No!

He went crazy.

His Word died once.

He knew that he might not be able to make even half a step forward in the future, so instead of returning to his hometown, he would continue to live a bleak life.

How about simply sacrificing yourself, letting the world witness the true "mystery" of the Immortal Sword, and becoming the "master of one sword" for everyone in the five realms!

"I wonder how many people in this vast world, where swordsmen and immortals all admire each other and look down on each other, have the courage to open the mysterious door of the Immortal Sword?"

The eyes of the eight acquaintances were full of admiration.

After watching children fight for so long, maybe there are some tricks in them that can be refreshing, but it doesn't help.

Now, when the Immortal Sword comes out, although the result will definitely make people sigh, he finally sees some merits.

"The Immortal Sword..." Gou Wuyue stared intently, refusing to let go of any detail.

Bazun glanced at him knowingly, "When will your way reach this point?"

Gou Wuyue made no response.

Dao Qiongcang glanced to the left, then to the right, and finally narrowed his eyes.

Xuanmiaomen, anointing gods and ancestors...

That will definitely involve more than nine out of ten Tao, and it will also involve the "super-Tao" he just mentioned...

This is forced to open!

Calculate it, who else can do it without force?

Dao Qiongcang glanced at the eight masters beside him without leaving any trace, and sighed that he didn't have much talent in swordsmanship, so it was difficult to see the true secret.

His attention quickly returned to the battle scene in his hand, and he suppressed an expression that sounded like he was constipated.

"coming……"

"What?" Wei Feng didn't hear clearly.

"The feeling is coming..."

"What does it feel like?"

"Zong! Master! Sword! Intent!"

…

"Pattering..."

Plum rain falls and time becomes muddy.

The seven mysteries quickly merged, causing the avenues to converge, forming a chaotic mist high in the sky.

The heaven and earth shook, and a huge, ancient and ancient "door" opened up in the mist!

That door is formless, colorless, and has no appearance, and it seems that it cannot be named after this.

In the eyes of different people, it may be round or square, present or absent.

Some saw colorful lights, while others could only see chaos and darkness.

Around it evolved the mysterious and extraordinary sound of the great avenue, every word of which is written in exquisite detail.

When it falls into the ears of everyone, it is as if something is felt; it is also like quicksand piercing the soul, and there is no way to get it.

Light!

Penetrate from the opposite side of the door.

The chaotic mist is given color and shape, and is sprinkled under the coverage of plum rain.

Soon, a void and pious figure was reflected in the void.

He opened his hands wide and raised his head, as if he wanted to endure the pain of opening his eyes to the sun, but he dared to stare at the mysterious door that slowly opened towards him.

"Pilgrims!"

"No, the first swordsman!"

At this moment, the world attracted attention, and Xu Xiaoshou was moved by it.

He finally understood why Mr. Siren had persuaded him before, but in the end he still allowed Mr. Gu to be free without any unnecessary obstruction.

So beautiful!

Who wouldn’t be tempted by the way of transcendence?

But just like Gu Yu’s past contradictory choices, this is another road of failure and destruction!

With such an incomplete foundation of the Great Dao, how could Gu Yu survive by forcefully opening the mysterious door of the Immortal Sword?

Think about it from another angle...

Who can stop the fireworks?

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou could only appreciate and comprehend.

All the ancient sword cultivators and even the spirit refiners present who could be seen through "Perception" were all touched.

The Meisi man covered his face with a fan and stared blankly. On the fan was a picture of a school, two withered trees, and a lonely figure on a futon.

The light shines on the paper fan, like the fragrance of peaches and plums.

Tears raised his head slightly, his expression was slightly dazed, and the wand in his hand was buzzing, indicating that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

The light fell on the black cloth that covered his eyes, decorating his eyes in a new world.

Liu Fuyu's red lips parted, and she also stared at the mysterious door that opened at the top of the sword tower.

She saw a figure with an unclear face coming out of the door. With a slight wave of her sword, she sprinkled the divine light of the five realms and lowered the path named "Sword".
To be continued...