Chapter 69 ReturnMinjiang River. Green willow bank. Chen Guzhou's sword transformed the water of the Minjiang River and the green willow bank. The two layers of superposition between reality and illusion deeply shocked everyone. Different from the sword intention and knife intention, it was actually observed by everyone. even. It seems that it can also absorb the essence of water between heaven and earth, condensing and solidifying itself bit by bit. When Song Lin and Sun Er saw this scene, they understood it in their hearts. This is the true artistic conception! A level that can only be reached by the Divine Realm! Such a sword has already departed from the 'virtual' state of mind and has taken half a step towards the 'reality' of the five elements. If you go up one level, you will reach the "Dharma". The third realm in the human world, fighting against all laws, and exploring the "Dharma" of heaven and earth! The so-called sword intention and knife intention are still on this path, belonging to the level of "intention", which is very far away from the real artistic conception... "Ga——" Song Lin hummed softly.
Familiar feeling. It's so... despairing! But this time, they are no longer the same as before! It’s time to fight! call-- The flames...began to burn wildly, instantly enveloping the gray duck's body. It was like a divine bird reborn from the flames, and it suddenly pounced towards the long river and dam above Chen Guzhou's head against the spring rain. Like a moth to a flame, with no turning back. thump~ Dong Dong~~ The sound of thunder is louder than spring thunder. Fifty consecutive calls echoed throughout the green willow bank. Boom~~ When the fifty-first thunder suddenly sounded. Chen Guzhou paused in his forward steps. How could this old duck, who had reached the end of its blood and energy, still emit fifty-one thunders? Given its current physical condition, this is clearly a way to seek death! Huh—the terrifying energy was coming towards him. From the duck's eyes, Chen Guzhou saw an unprecedented determination, a determination to risk everything, and... a determination to die. "Humph!" Chen Guzhou seemed to have regained the arrogance of his youth. He swung his sword, and the artistic conception in the sky suddenly merged into the sword. With one blow of the sword, he broke through the flames formed by qi and blood and reached Song Lin's chest. Puff~ the blood and flesh were separated. The strength generated from the body's qi and blood seemed so fragile in front of the power of the Divine Mansion Realm. The light in Song Lin's eyes suddenly dimmed. He finally reached his limit. But... fortunately, it was a broken sword! It's just a broken sword! Boom~~ A slow, labored heartbeat. The fifty-second ring. Before the broken sword reached the heart, the glutton's heart was finally torn apart by the raging energy and blood, and it leaped for the last time in its life.
Thump~~ The broken sword trembled. Chen Guzhou turned around to draw his sword, but found that the broken sword was stuck in the gray duck's chest. It risked its life just to trap the sword in its hand? A life in exchange for a broken sword. Is it worth it? value! Song Lin already knew that he would never be able to defeat Chen Guzhou in this life. But Sun Er can! As a small duck, what could he do? He had trained his body all his life just to help Sun Er hold back Chen Guzhou and break his claws. He wanted Sun Er to fulfill his last wish with his own hands and defeat his destined opponent personally! A flash of knife light came. The fish-cutting knife suddenly stabbed towards Chen Guzhou's heart. "Ha~" Chen Guzhou suddenly felt that it was a little funny. You really don't understand what the Divine Mansion Realm is... Both hands. Two fingers. Suddenly he appeared in front of the blade and lightly grasped the tiny fish-butchering knife. The knife light trembled. The two fingers stood like pillars of heaven, motionless. A swordsman without a sword is still a swordsman. And how could two tiny mortals imagine the power possessed by a peerless swordsman who is about to enter the realm of the Divine Mansion? "Go well." Chen Guzhou sighed softly and returned Sun Er's words to him. then. The sword light burst out from between his fingers, piercing through the knife light and piercing Sun Er's throat. The wind stopped. Rain breaks. One man, one duck, and one swordsman. They stood together on the green willow bank after the wind and rain. "Spring is fading, the wild geese's cries are fading, it's late March on a lonely embankment, I complain about the frost on the willows yesterday. I never ask where I'm going, I just keep walking towards my journey home..." A sad song seems to be floating in the distance. In the pause of wind and rain. The small fish-butchering knife fell powerlessly into the dark abyss beneath the green willow bank.
Click~ The gray duck, with dim eyes, suddenly pecked at the broken sword. Boom~~ Half of the True Fool Sword suddenly broke, turning into pieces. The gray duck stretched its neck and swallowed them one by one. Layers of invisible flames bloomed from its heart and spread all over its body. Why can it still ignite flames when it has already exhausted all its strength? Because this is not the fire of qi and blood, but the flame in the heart. The image of the divine palace, the gray duck of destiny! You, Chen Guzhou, are not the only one who can touch the threshold of the Divine Mansion Realm! It stared at Chen Guzhou intently, and there seemed to be a voice flashing in its ears, "The bird-watching fate is activated" and "The Lingchong fate is activated." But it turned a deaf ear to them and burned itself with one heart. I will hold Chen Guzhou back even if it means death. Because Sun Er is not dead yet. With the baby-headed dragon heart, he couldn't die so easily even if his throat was pierced! They still have hope! Then I will use my life to ignite the fire of hope. I will use the last light of my life to illuminate the way forward for you. Whoosh—the heart flame suddenly engulfed the gray duck’s body. Feathers, flesh and blood melted rapidly in the boundless heat wave. Even the bones made of Gengjin could not withstand the terrible temperature and instantly turned into a pool of golden bone water. "Cue——" There seemed to be a duck's cry in the sky. Under the shocked gazes of Chen Guzhou, Sun Er, and all the people on the Green Willow Dike, the body of the gray duck turned into a knife, a bloody knife, which pierced through Chen Guzhou's fingers and pierced into his heart. The last moment of life. In the eyes of the gray duck, Chen Guzhou's figure seemed to have turned into a lone goose spreading its wings in the blue sky, just like the lone goose flying across the sky when he first comprehended the Duck Killing Technique. "So that's it!" Suddenly, everything in front of my eyes went dark. Song Lin's consciousness completely dissipated, and there seemed to be a voice echoing in his ears. [You spend your life watching birds and looking up at the sky. Eventually, your blazing white fate will turn into bright yellow, and you will sublimate yourself in the extreme state... and realize the true duck-killing knife.] Watch birds all your life and look up at the sky. I see…… Like a lone goose soaring in the sky, isn’t Chen Guzhou also the bird he has watched all his life? Isn’t he also the sky he has admired all his life? boom! On the green willow bank. The knife light transformed from the gray duck broke through layers of deep purple aura, and layers of flesh and blood filled with purple aura, and just before it was about to break through the beating heart, it suddenly dissipated. Without leaving any trace in this world. It failed. But the most precious opportunities are reserved for the most suitable people. Foolish man——Sun Er. At this moment, he was stunned.
The gray duck looked at the flames that burned its body and turned it into a knife, leaving no trace at all. He was completely stunned. The sparkling white light in his eyes seemed to be melted by the power of the heart flame. The gift from heaven and earth under the Niquan was like frost that could not be melted no matter how hard he tried. At this moment, I was melted by the power called 'heart'. "This is……" Chen Guzhou's eyes were shocked, as if he saw some terrifying existence. call-- The long sword broke through the air. A knife suddenly came, pierced Chen Guzhou's chest, broke his vest, and pulled out a bloody heart. This is a knife. It was also Sun Er’s hand. Who said that if a swordsman loses his sword, he will have no sword? bang~ Clench your palms. The power of frost instantly froze everything, crushing the heart into countless ice crystals. This is Sun Er’s third knife. Who said that his name was Sun Er and he only knew how to use two swords in his life? perhaps. He was. And now, there is a gray duck in his life, using the flame of life to illuminate the way forward for him. Then. He should strike the third blow in his life to change the predetermined outcome. This knife. It’s called - Homeward Journey! "Ah!! The dog official is dead!" "Hahaha, Chen Guzhou is finally dead!" "Hahahaha" Countless cheers rang out on the green willow embankment, but Sun Er could no longer hear them. The whole world suddenly became silent, and scenes flashed before my eyes. In April of that year, we first met on the Minjiang River. The refreshing river breeze… the excitement of discovering a bighead carp’s nest together… the tacit understanding of practicing swords together… the companionship of life and death… the determination to move forward…
And... we have the same goal for a long time. For all this. Have they worked so hard? A few short decades, a long life... that is the meaning of its existence for me. And what have I done for it? Bang~~ In the distant Minjiang Prefecture, it seemed as if fireworks were rising into the sky. In the setting sun. Sun Er turned his head and looked towards the green willow embankment. He seemed to suddenly hear a duck's cry. It is this... It's calling me home. Dad, Mom, Brother... Stupid Duck... I am coming. This was also the first time I listened to Flame of the Heart, and I didn’t expect it to fit Duck’s life so well. [My wings were broken by fate, and I fell into the abyss... Even if I was trampled on again, I would not look up, and I would become stronger with each defeat... Bit by bit, I was preparing for a lifelong battle... I want my heart to burn hot again, and burn out a ray of light in the sky...] (Thanks to the reader who recommended this song, 'Who Will Be Shined on by the Moonlight in the Old Time') Listening to this song, I wrote the last paragraph with red eyes. Maybe I was being pretentious, but my eyes were wet with tears when I saw the story I wrote. Is it worth it? value.
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