My Life Can Be Simulated Infinitely - Vol 4 Chapter 347

The sword intent in Gu Yang’s mind was obtained from the dean of the Academy of Arts. For this sword intent, he promised to protect the Academy of Literature for three hundred years.

He learned this swordsmanship in order to get rid of the mark left on him by Chi Ming.

However, the plan couldn’t keep up with the rapid changes. After that, Chi Mingming didn’t bother him again. Instead, a stronger enemy emerged.

With the Cao family and the Gao family as the eyes and ears, Chi Mingming should already know about the arrival of the Jade Lake Immortal Palace in the world. It is estimated that it does not dare to come to the world.

In any case, since paying such an expensive tuition fee, wouldn’t it be a great loss if you don’t learn it?

Therefore, Gu Yang learned this swordsmanship very seriously.

But, at the beginning, little progress was made.

For this reason, he started to learn swordsmanship from scratch, and through repeated simulations, he cultivated swordsmanship to a very high level, but he still had no clue about that sword intent.

Until, after he obtained the “Tai Xuan Tian Shu”, he made up for the ancient system of cultivating immortals from scratch.

With the accumulation of experience in the simulation again and again, it seems like a natural way, he has mastered this sword technique.

He also finally knew why he had been unable to comprehend this sword intent before.

This swordsmanship is handed down from ancient times, and it follows the path of swordsmanship, which is very different from contemporary martial arts.

It is like taking the formulas of classical mechanics to solve the problems of quantum mechanics. Naturally, the bull’s head is not the horse’s mouth.

“”Xuan Xuan Sword Technique”.”

Gu Yang silently recited the name of this swordsmanship. In essence, this is a swordsmanship that can only be mastered in the Heaven and Human Realm, and it involves the use of some Dao aspects.

It’s like the fourth form of Shenxiao’s six extinctions, the decline of heaven and man.

The first form he comprehended, called Zhan Yuan, could slash real Yuan mana, and even Xian Yuan power.

Gu Yang was eager to try it out, trying to test the power of this sword move, but he forcibly endured it.

He also needs a good sword.

The Guanghan Immortal Sword should be a pure yang magic weapon, but he always felt that this sword was a little more yin and more suitable for women to use.

Suddenly, he thought of a sword, and a move in his heart, it was it!

Gu Yang flew up and flew in the direction of Shendu.

At this time, there are still twelve days before the meeting of Yaochi.

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The capital of God, the government of Zhenguo.

Inside the Wanshitang.

hum—

In the center of the lobby, Zhen Guojian was surrounded by purple energy, and a burst of rays of light rose into the sky, almost penetrating the roof. Between the steaming clouds and mist, the scene of the mountains and rivers became clearer.

Duke Zhen Guo sat next to him, his burly body burst out with unparalleled strength, which resonated with the Zhen Guo sword in front of him.

Finally, the purple light on Zhen Guojian’s body converged and calm was restored.

And the breath of Duke Zhen who was sitting in front of him also restrained, and even the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, as if he had become an ordinary old man.

It’s just that there is a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, “Father.”

Duke Zhen Guo said, “Come in.”

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a chilling expression walked in. It was Zhu Weiyue, the eldest son of Duke Zhen Guo. He said with a look of surprise, “Father, have you broken through to the point of no leakage?”

His father, Duke Zhen Guogong, had been in the Mana Triple Heaven for many years. He was seriously injured in the campaign to destroy the Chi Zun Sect, and he could not recover.

Now, not only has he recovered from his injuries, but he has finally crossed that threshold, breaking through to the state of no leakage.

Since then, Duke Zhen Guo has a thousand-year lifespan, and in a hundred or two hundred years, the Zhu family may become the most prominent tenth surname in the world.

This is a good thing for both the government and the Great Zhou.

There was no hint of joy on Duke Zhen’s face. Looking at the Zhen Guo sword, he said solemnly, “The Zhen Guo sword did not hesitate to use its origins to improve my strength. I must have felt a great crisis. Wei Yue, Da Zhou may have already It’s a matter of life and death.”

When Zhu Weiyue heard his father’s words, he did not agree in his heart. In his opinion, only strength is his own.

Father has entered the realm of no leakage, even if Da Zhou perishes, as long as he is still there, the Zhu family will be as stable as Mount Tai.

When the Qin Dynasty perished, Da Zhou took its place, and the nine surnames in the world are still those nine. Even the Lin family that led to the collapse of the Qin Dynasty continued.

It’s because the Lin family still has a strong person who does not leak.

Back then, when the Qin Dynasty perished, and the Sword of Zhenguo fell, it was just a change of dynasty. As long as the strength was still there, the Zhu family was still the palace of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Zhu Weiyue comforted, “Father, with your current strength, what is there to fear even if it is a barbarian invasion?”

“It’s not that simple.”

Duke Zhen shook his head. He had a deep bond with Zhen Guojian. He knew that this crisis was by no means as simple as the demise of Da Zhou.

A hundred times worse than that.

If it doesn’t work well, it is Lu Chen in Shenzhou, where hundreds of millions of souls die without a burial.

Zhen Guojian is not so much connected with Da Zhou’s luck, but rather is one with Shenzhou’s luck.

In the dark, Zhen Guojian can sense the change of luck, thus arousing its reaction.

Zhen Guojian did not hesitate to pass the source to him to help him break through to the no-leakage situation, which is equivalent to a desperate gamble, and it will lose its ability to resist risks.

If a week crumbles, it will pass away with it.

If it was a normal crisis, Zhen Guojian would never make such an extreme reaction.

The prairie barbarians have news of a strong man from heaven and man, and they have been in a state of blockade. Only Honglou and the Queen Mother know this news.

Honglou has its own news channel, and the queen mother knows it from Gu Yang.

Gu Yang’s news came from a simulation of the future.

In addition, throughout the week, no one knows the news yet.

Duke Zhen Guo didn’t know about it yet.

Of course, Zhen Guojian would have such a radical reaction, not only because he sensed that a heavenly man appeared in the grassland.

The crisis it senses is far more terrifying than this.

This world is about to be destroyed.

It is under such a crisis that Zhen Guojian can get the blessing of luck in this world, and its strength is greatly increased, and it can even be fed back to its owner.

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hum—

Suddenly, the Zhen Guojian vibrated wildly, and the surrounding purple energy surged, almost flying out on its own.

Duke Zhen Guojian had never seen Zhen Guojian react so violently, not even when the emperor was killed.

He stretched out his hand and held the Zhen Guojian in his hand, and in an instant, he understood everything.

Zhu Weiyue, who was on the side, saw that Zhen Guojian was so abnormal, he couldn’t help but worry and asked, “Father, what happened?”

“he came!”

Duke Zhen Guo said that the person had disappeared in place.

he?

Who is he?

Zhu Weiyue was very puzzled, but no one could ask.

…

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“Mother, the child greets you.”

In the imperial palace, Qifeng Pavilion, the eleven-year-old little emperor knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

Inside, Su Ningyan was a little absent-minded, and said casually, “Get up, the emperor doesn’t have to make this big gift.”

The little emperor stood up and said, “Da Zhou ruled the world with filial piety, and the child is an example of the world, and the etiquette cannot be abandoned.”

At this time, Su Ningyan was not in the mood to tell the little emperor these scenes, she waved her hand, “Go back.”

“Yes.”

The little emperor slowly withdrew from the hall, and when he got outside, he left Xifeng Pavilion with a smile on his face and his servants.

Inside the pavilion, Su Ningyan didn’t know why, but there was always a feeling of trepidation today, as if something bad was about to happen.

The warrior’s hunch was very accurate, she pondered for a moment, opened the entrance to the underground palace, and went below.

Deep underground is a huge underground palace.

In the middle, there was a giant cauldron, and a blue flame ignited in the cauldron.

In the flame, there is a sword, the body of the sword is radiant, and a tiny slit can be seen at the position of the sword’s tip.

This sword was the Bixiao Sword that Su Ningyan got from the Demon Suppression Tower. The tip of the sword was broken. For several months, it was gradually being repaired under the flames of the giant cauldron.

In front of the giant cauldron, a woman in palace attire was sitting, and she saw sweat on her forehead, staring at the Bixiao Sword in the flames with extreme concentration.

Su Ningyan bowed, “Master, for some reason, this disciple feels very uneasy. I always feel that something bad is going to happen.”

When the woman in the palace dress heard this, she frowned and said, “You haven’t reached the realm of heaven and man, and you don’t have the ability to sense the autumn wind before it moves.”

“However, as the Queen Mother of Da Zhou, you have the luck of Da Zhou. This should be a warning from somewhere.”

Su Ningyan’s eyes narrowed, “Master, is there a big event going to happen in Da Zhou?”

“Do not-”

The woman in the palace dress didn’t finish her sentence, as if sensing something, she turned her head to look, her face was full of shock, and she lost her voice, “Human Emperor Sword!”

The flames in the giant cauldron became volatile, showing how restless her mood was.

Su Ningyan also felt a strange fluctuation, which made her heart pound wildly.

She had a feeling that something had appeared that could change her destiny.

Hearing Shizun’s words, there was a bang in her head.

Human Emperor Sword?

It was the earliest divine weapon of the human race, representing the luck of the human race and a symbol of the supreme imperial power of the human race.

With the Human Emperor Sword, one can truly be called the co-owner of the human race.

Since the fall of Emperor Xia, the Human Sovereign Sword has disappeared.

For a thousand years, the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, and the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, have been searching for this thing, but unfortunately, they have found nothing.

Now, the Emperor Sword was born.

And, in the capital of God!

That direction is the location of the altar of sacrifice to heaven.

“Master—” Su Ningyan resisted the urge to compete for the Emperor Sword, and turned to look at the woman in the palace dress.

The woman in the palace dress had calmed down at this time, and the flames in the giant cauldron became calm again.

She asked, “Have you won the one in the Academy of Literature?”

This sentence immediately dispelled Su Ningyan’s thoughts of competing for the Emperor Sword.

As long as the Dean of the Academy of Literature is still there, no one can take the Emperor Sword under his nose.

The woman in the palace dress said quietly, “The Human Sovereign Sword can’t be used by everyone. The Emperor Xia, no matter how powerful and vast his territory was, could not be recognized by the Human Sovereign Sword. In his hands, it became a symbol. A thing of power.”

“If not, how could Chi Mingming kill Emperor Xia?”

It was the first time that Su Ningyan knew about this kind of thing, and she said in shock, “Even Emperor Xia can’t get the approval of the Emperor Sword? Why?”

“Because Emperor Xia has the blood of the demon race. How can he be recognized by the treasure of the human race?”

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In the capital of God, in a certain red building.

The black-clothed man suddenly opened his eyes, and for the first time a look of shock appeared on his unchanging wooden face.

“Teacher, something has happened-”

An excited voice came from outside, because it was too excited, and there was a broken sound in the voice.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and a small figure rushed in, his face flushed, and he shouted, “The Emperor Sword is born…”

The man in black had regained his composure at this time, and replied, “Oh.”

Oh?

The little girl stared at him in disbelief, jumping up and down anxiously, “That’s the Human Emperor Sword, the Human Emperor Sword, the most precious treasure of the human race, teacher, don’t you hurry up, if you are caught by the Three Saints Sect and What if Chi tomorrow’s people stole it?”

“What’s with me?”

The man in black asked back and closed his eyes again.

The little girl couldn’t help but froze, and she couldn’t understand why the teacher could remain indifferent to such a big event as the birth of the Human Emperor Sword.

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