Chapter 637
Chapter 637
"Father!"
In the closed stone room, longkui breathed out sadly to the long breathless King Jiang.
Although the father had little impression in her memory, blood was thicker than water. When she grew up, the first thing she saw was farewell. Naturally, she was very sad.
In fact, several years ago, longkui had a dream. King Jiang's face was blurred and seemed to say something to her.
At that time, King Jiang had died, and his soul would be reincarnated to see his daughter for the last time.
In that case, why did the closed place drag on until now?
Gu Cheng's eyes fell to the side of King Jiang's body.
There is a big purple sword floating there.
It's not appropriate to say that it's a big sword. At best, it's just the embryo of the sword. It hasn't been fully formed. On the contrary, there are strange divine patterns inscribed on the body of the sword, which are clearly visible.
"This sword!"
Gu Chengmei raised his eyebrows and felt a strong evil spirit.
This evil spirit is not pure ferocity, but the power that really belongs to the demon family.
And high-end to the extreme, traceable to the source.
"Chi You's flesh and blood?"
He stretched out his hand and photographed it. The embryo of the magic sword fell into his hand and was analyzed, revealing a sudden color.
In ancient times, Chiyou fought with Fuxi in the war of three ethnic groups. Chi you was defeated miserably, smashed himself, and diffused an original force composed of pure turbid Qi, infecting all animals and turning into a demon family.
Later, the essence of blood and the double blades became one, absorbing the infinite evil Qi of the battlefield and turning into a bloody cocoon.
That's Chonglou.
Chiyou is the ancestor devil, Chonglou is the devil.
Just like the descendants of Nuwa, it has been handed down from generation to generation.
However, Chonglou did not fully inherit Chi You's power, some of which were originally used to create the demon clan, and some tiny flesh and blood were stained on the Shennong tripod and finally turned into this ancestral demon sword.
No wonder it is recorded in ancient books that when the sword was born, there was a bloody rain. It was very fierce and unknown. No one was infected with it.
In other words, it is the "compatriots and brothers" of Chonglou.
Looking at the ancestral magic sword carefully, Gu Cheng's eyes flashed, and his mind spread infinitely along the original magic.
This is connected with the breath of Paris polyphylla.
Suddenly, his mind broke into a strange space, in which there was chaos. It was an eternal nothingness that even gods and Demons dared not step into, as if he had returned to before the founding of the world.
In a flash, Gu Cheng's mind was cut off, but at a glance, he saw the heavy building standing in the void, his eyes closed and ignorant.
"No wonder after my reincarnation, the restless devil has never appeared."
Gu Cheng's face sank slightly.
"Brother Wang, what's the matter with you?"
After longkui was sad, he restrained King Jiang's body and turned around to see Gu Cheng's expression.
"An old friend of mine is in trouble!"
Gu Cheng put down Zu's magic sword.
"What else can you do in this world?"
Longkui was full of confidence, but since Gu Cheng frowned and proved that things were not so simple, he immediately looked at Zu magic sword and said nervously, "is it because of this sword that has not been cast?"
Gu Cheng is silent.
"Brother Wang, won't you leave me too?"
The anemone was shocked and surrounded Gu Cheng's arm with tears.
The death of King Jiang is painful, but if brother Wang has an accident, it will collapse that day.
"Don't worry, when I come to this step, I will be responsible for my subjects and the whole world!"
Gu Cheng touched her head.
"Brother Wang, I want to cultivate into an immortal like Yue Nu!"
Longkui clenched his fists slightly.
In that way, you can have the power to protect others without getting married.
If brother Wang is in danger, she will do everything.
"Good!"
Gu Cheng looked at her with a soft color in his eyes, picked up King Jiang's body and stepped out.
……
King Jiang died and the crown prince succeeded to the throne. He is known as the king of man in history.
In the first year, the Jin and Qi dynasties fell, Chu, Shu and Wu surrendered, and the Qin army withdrew outside the pass.
In the same year, the emperor of Zhou was abolished and the world of Zongzhou ended.
In the third year of the king, the East destroyed the Dongyi, and the West entered the Qinling Mountains.
In the fifth year of the king, the enfeoffment system was abolished and changed to the three systems of prefectures and counties. It was divided into nine prefectures, ten roads, the same system and the same Lun.
In the eighth year of the king's reign, he decided to write books and articles, opened the school palace, educated all the people and passed them on to future generations.
Hundreds of theories have been spread, and the spirit of humanity has been realized.
During this period, there were many rebellions in the world. The world was not at peace until the 12th year of the king, Duke Qi Jinggong and other kings died, and the six ministers and other princes and nobles of all countries died.
In another ten years, civil and military affairs will soar and become immortal. People will pass the throne to the king and float away.
"Brother Wang!"
Gu Chengli, standing at the foot of Buzhou mountain, watched the ancient spine turn into a pillar leading to the heaven, and a soft call came from behind.
"Here you are!"
He turned and waved to the anemone.
The Dragon anemone is in a wind bun with cloud temples and graceful appearance. It is full of flowing immortals with wide sleeves and shining ice flesh and jade bones. Even in the fairyland, it is also beautiful and dust-free. At this time, it seems that Gu Cheng's arms have returned to his childhood obsession. Xi Zizi said: "brother Wang, if you put down the throne, you can become an immortal. We will never be separated together!"
"I'm afraid we'll be separated for some time."
Gu Cheng was silent for a moment, slowly shook his head, the space was broken, and the ancestral magic sword appeared, buzzing: "I'm going to do something!"
"Brother Wang is going to save that old friend?"
The anemone looks pale, but it follows closely: "we are together!"
"Good!"
Gu Cheng knew that she worked hard to become an immortal, so that at this moment, he took her hand and walked to Buzhou mountain.
Since the end of ancient times, the divine world has closed the road to heaven. If you climb the top of Buzhou mountain, you can't enter the divine world again. This mountain is desolate. There is an infinite vigorous wind from all directions. Few people come and gradually forget it in the minds of the world.
But the king came close, and those vigorous winds retreated by themselves and turned into invisible stairs, holding them up to the top of the mountain.
I saw a dragon coiled on it with his eyes closed.
Gu Cheng looks at the candle dragon.
The great dragon spirit has been guarding Buzhou mountain since ancient times, but at this time, it was imprisoned by a force and fell into a deep sleep.
"Brother Wang!"
Solanum nigrum hold your breath.
Although she doesn't know the connection between the two, the powerful breath of the candle dragon is powerful and void. What great power does it take to suppress such ancient gods and beasts silently?
"Oh! Old friends and old enemies, it's interesting to continue the unfinished war in ancient times!"
Gu Cheng pondered for a moment, but his eyebrows showed a touch of joy.
One finger and one simple and thick bronze sword, which seems to carry the sun, moon, stars and mountains and rivers, are held in the palm of your hand.
Before the sword Qi came out and the sword edge did not move, an inexplicable majesty poured out and enveloped the world.
Humanity gathers people and unite as one.
Huanghuang holy way, command and suppress.
This is the son sword of the emperor's sword, the king's sword!
The emperor's sword is an artifact, and the king's sword can't reach the respect of artifact, but it is a change of Dynasty and a unified holy sword.
From scratch, from weak to strong, is the unique experience of Jiang state.
Holding this sword, Gu Cheng took one step and came to the chaotic and nihilistic space in the candle dragon.
"Fuxi! Come out!"
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