Chapter 68: Broken Sword, Broken Heart"This swordsmanship..." Chen Guzhou said with a hint of amazement. Then his mind suddenly darkened. The whole world turned into endless darkness, which was like a cocoon that trapped him tightly and he could not break free no matter how hard he tried. His opponent has grown to this extent! What kind of mental journey would trigger such a heart-wrenching blow? Yes. Sun Er's "heart silkworm" knife was a kind of knife that Song Lin could not understand at all, which could hurt people's minds and hearts. The body of the person hit was not harmed, but the mind was severely damaged on the spot, and some died or went crazy. Chen Guzhou is extremely gifted and talented, and he understood it at a glance. But it couldn't be cracked for a while. The time in the dark world seemed to be prolonged, quiet, lonely, cold, and lonely... Chen Guzhou sat in the darkness.
It seemed like just a moment, but also like thousands of years had passed. Countless chaotic thoughts surged up from the bottom of his heart, past events that had been suppressed for decades, bloody lives... all turned into knots in the darkness and entangled with each other. Endless withered bones under the green willow bank, a sea of flesh paste in the yellow reed beach... pairs of contemptuous eyes, eyes of hatred... Emotions were suddenly magnified a thousand times. Chen Guzhou's stern expression finally melted away bit by bit. "This life is as quiet as the night, the waning moon only allows for clear sunshine... it's better to go home... it's better to escape..." With a soft murmur, Chen Guzhou subconsciously wiped the corner of his eyes. Suddenly stunned. He cried. He actually cried? Tears of the soul. So... I really have a guilty conscience? But so what! "I, Chen Guzhou, have never regretted anything!" Mile—— In the darkness, there seemed to be the cry of a lone goose. Chen Guzhou stood up suddenly, his eyes cold. I have a guilty conscience. But never regret. He also wanted to take a look at the completion of Huanglu'an. He also wanted to take a look at the bottom of Qingyuan Water to see if the horrible thing that had caused him to be unable to recover from his injuries for thirty years had been sealed. He only set two seals.
Under Qingyuan Lake, there is still a most difficult section of the road that he has to walk personally. The main thing is. He also wanted to go to the highest mountain in person to see the scenery up there... He is Chen Guzhou, how could he fall here! boom! ! ! The purple air in the sky transformed into a lone wild goose, cutting through the endless darkness, with a pair of eyes revealing a cold and aloof look. The silkworm dies only when it has finished spinning silk, and the lone goose soars proudly into the sky. Suddenly, there was a bright light before my eyes. Chen Guzhou opened his eyes. In sight, a fish-cutting knife was approaching. ding~~ What a foolish sword. It's that annoying sword again. Song Lin's entire body was thrown out with a loud bang, creating a gap in the bluestone of the Green Willow Embankment, and his body was covered with sword wounds. Yes. It seems late, but in fact all this happened in just a moment. It only took Chen Guzhou... a moment to break through the Heart Silkworm Tribulation. It took Sun Er five years to get out of the calamity of his heart. It only took him a moment! but. It seems that he did not do so without paying a price. ding~~ Under the powerful force, the Zhenyu Sword suddenly bent like a crescent moon. Another knife came. Chen Guzhou was about to swing his sword to defend himself, but for some reason, the originally firm and agile sword edge now had a hint of hesitation than before. It was this slight hesitation. led to completely different results. Ding~ The silkworm-patterned sword swung into the wind and rain, no longer able to stop the tiny but unwavering fish-slaying knife. At the critical moment. Chen Guzhou tried his best to dodge. "Pfft~~" Blood splattered and turned into the rain.
Chen Guzhou stared blankly at his wrist holding the sword, almost unable to believe it. After forcibly breaking through the silkworm in his heart, he was ultimately hurt. Pfft~~ Another knife. Another wound! The situation on the battlefield has changed dramatically. In a hurry, Chen Guzhou handed the True Foolish Sword to his left hand, and retreated step by step under Sun Er's attack, trying to resist the continuous attack. One knife after another, leaving one bloody knife mark after another. At this moment. Chen Guzhou no longer had the elegance and composure of the past. His swordsmanship is no longer as perfect as before, his mind is broken, and he can only exert 80% or 90% of his full strength... A fine line can mean the difference between life and death. "We... seem to be really going to win?" Song Lin leaned weakly on the stone steps of the embankment. The joy that should have risen in his heart did not emerge at this moment. His mood was a little complicated. He seemed to not believe it, not believing that they could actually defeat Chen Guzhou. I feel a little reluctant, reluctant that this brilliant life is about to end. "Okay, okay!" "Kill!" "Kill him! Kill that bastard official!" "Kill that dog official who takes human life lightly!" I don’t know when. One figure after another climbed up the Green Willow Bank and looked at Chen Guzhou, who was covered in blood. They saw how he, who was once full of vigor and vitality, was being cut into a dead end by a fisherman with a broken wrist, and was forced to the edge of the Green Willow Bank hundreds of meters high. Quiet! What a relief! They just felt an indescribable sense of relief in their hearts. Cheers and shouts. At this moment, Sun Er's knife seemed to represent the will of the people of Minjiang River, cutting wounds on Chen Guzhou's body. The angry voices filled with hatred and resentment seemed to turn into thousands of sharp arrows. Pierce Chen Guzhou's heart. Public resentment... What terrible public resentment! "Ha~~" He suddenly laughed. The smile was extremely lonely. The smile was somewhat unwilling. Such a sad smile. "It turns out... I was really wrong!"
At this moment. He was no longer an immortal banished to the mortal world, but the governor of Minjiang River despised by the people. When he chose to step into this mortal world, he was no longer the lone goose swordsman. these years. He has been trying to get back the feeling he had back then. Isn't this also a kind of incomprehensible stupidity? The plum blossoms bloomed yesterday, and withered today. What's the point of not getting drunk? Heroes have always been foolish since ancient times. He finally let go of everything. Ding~~ a soft and crisp sound. The broken sword tip fell into the boundless wind and rain, falling into the dark abyss under the green willow bank. The sword in Chen Guzhou's hand...broke. The Zhenyu Sword that had accompanied him for decades finally broke at this critical moment. Time seemed to slow down. Looking at the sword tip that was getting smaller and smaller as it drifted away with the wind, everyone's mind seemed to be in a strange state. The wind in your face. Rain in the sky. Everything seems to be oddly slow. Song Lin looked at Chen Guzhou, who had disheveled hair and a broken sword in his left hand. My mind suddenly tensed up. Now that it has come to this, can he still fight back? Of course he can. He should be able to. Surely he can! Because he is Chen Guzhou. call-- A long river suddenly appeared above the green willow embankment. It is not the long river of purple air as imagined, but a long river of water vapor that is the embodiment of the essence of water in heaven and earth. It is like the endless flow of the Minjiang River, spanning from one end of the green willow embankment to the other. There was a soft dong sound.
A magnificent dam appeared out of nowhere, cutting off the long river of water vapor and suppressing the surging river water. A figure stood on the dam where water vapor condensed, wearing a purple robe and holding a long sword. His face seemed to be very young and aloof. A lone wild goose flies in the snow, soaring proudly into the sky. This is the real Lone Goose Swordsman from thirty years ago... No, this is the Lone Goose Swordsman who has surpassed those days - Chen Guzhou. Everyone was stunned. Is this a magical method? This long river and the dam could be seen not only by Sun Er and Song Lin, but also by the people of Minjiang Prefecture who were watching the battle. Is this still artistic conception? No, this is the real artistic conception! It is a realm that only those who have mastered the five elements of sword in the Divine Palace are qualified to touch! Chen Guzhou is extremely talented and was about to enter this realm in the past, but his body did not allow it. And now... "Come on." Chen Guzhou held the sword in his left hand and pointed forward. His aura became stronger and stronger, as if it was sublimating bit by bit in the extreme state. This was his purpose. Through this battle, he will elevate himself in the extreme realm, and by taking on the backlash of public grievances, he will be able to... step into the realm of the Divine Mansion! The consequence of failure, of course, is death. "Gah-" The gray duck slowly got up from the ground, walked tremblingly to the fisherman, and called softly. "Old boy." He stroked the gray feathers on the duck's back and looked up at the sky. He said hoarsely, "It's our turn to fight hard." important Notice: The next chapter update will be changed to tomorrow at 23:55. At that time, I will update 4 chapters of words in succession, and update the chapters on Sunday and Monday together. I've been scolded so badly these days that I decided to end this past life once and for all. Hope everyone stays calm! Thank you.
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