In an igloo, the masked third prince sat on an ice chair, glanced outside and said, "Sir, is this really possible?"

"There are no absolutes"

An elegant old man on the left side of the third prince heard the words and cupped his hands. Then he continued with a smile on his face: "Sir, based on the ancient records we obtained, and my calculation based on the changes in the special rules of the entire ruins during this period, the success rate is

It is above 80%, so I ask you not to worry too much, just come on stage at the right time. At that time, as long as you finally stand on the stage, everything will be decided."

They spoke vaguely, but in fact the content was nothing more than whether the Emperor Sword would really appear and its final ownership.

Eighty percent certainty is just a conservative statement, and this probability is actually certain.

Nodding, the third prince said neither sad nor happy: "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Youlao."

"Young master, what are you talking about? It's our duty to help you solve your problems," the old man said with a chuckle.

After pondering for a while, the third prince said: "The people gathered here now can be called crouching tigers, hidden dragons. As far as we know, the small number are famous and no one can underestimate them."

"So what, everyone here has the same level of cultivation, and they can only bow before the young master." The old man said lightly. That way, he was more confident than the third prince himself.

It is not unreasonable for him to have such confidence. It should be noted that the third prince is the only disciple of Master Huang in Dali. Under Master Huang's careful teaching for many years, even though he is the third prince's staff, he does not know where the third prince is exactly.

Learned something.

As a master from the Myth Realm, how can wisdom and strategy be trivial? Under his ear-to-ear instruction, how could the Third Prince's knowledge be simple, let alone martial arts? It is simply unimaginable that a Myth Realm could teach the Third Prince so much.

What kind of unique skills do you have!

Everyone is at the same level now. The third prince possesses the unique skills taught by Master Huang from the Mythical Realm, as well as the accumulation of royal resources over the years. It is simply unimaginable how powerful he is...

Wearing a mask, he couldn't see the expression of the third prince. His eyes were still calm. He did not continue the topic, but said with expectant interest: "Sir, you said, what finally took shape... Then

What would a sword look like?"

The old man thought about this and shook his head: "Who knows, every grass, every tree, every flower, every tree, even every piece of soil and stone, may become that sword, and the specific shape of that sword doesn't depend on it.

It itself, but the person who ultimately holds the sword, must be the most satisfactory appearance in the heart of the person holding the sword, and it is the reflection of the heart."

"Is that so? If you say this, doesn't it mean that the sword was not just a sword?" The third prince's eyes finally wavered after hearing this, and he pondered.

Nodding, the old gentleman said: "That's natural. Master, you have to understand that a weapon is just a weapon. That sword... is not that it is so magical that it allows the person holding the sword to reach that level, but that the sword wielder can reach that level."

The person who wields the sword determines its meaning. Let’s put it this way, when a person has truly reached that point, anything he recognizes can be that sword, and who dares to refute it?”

"Yes, I understand." The third prince nodded, and then added: "But that is a matter for the future. For now, before the sword appears, it may be a knife.

A stick, a piece of silver, maybe even a hammer, right?"

After thinking for a while, the old man said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out, but in short, it is more likely that the sword was born from a sword weapon, more than 90%. After all, the golden light of the dragon shadow was almost integrated into it at the beginning.

among the swords"

"Well, that is to say, before the sword actually appeared, it might have existed in any form. That's enough," the third prince said calmly.

Next, his eyes were not limited to the people holding swords outside. Perhaps because the appearance of the igloo was at the beginning of the cloud scene, his eyes couldn't help but take another look, but that was all...

…

At this time, Song Mingdao, who was cross-legged and with his eyes closed, had some words that his master said before his death echoing in his mind.

"The dragon appears and hides. The dragon appears in the light and the dragon hides in the dark. The one who can truly be unrivaled is the real dragon. The same is true for the Emperor's Sword."

This sentence flashed through his mind, and he had a clear understanding.

"I have paid so much at Burial Sword Mountain, but I have only tried every means to determine the birthplace of the Emperor's Sword here. And what I opened before was only the Dragon Revealing part, and the Hidden Dragon has already been arranged. One life and one darkness

Complementing each other, whether it is a manifested dragon or a hidden dragon, it is the real dragon that can finally achieve the Emperor's Sword. In the final analysis, it is people who achieve the Emperor's Sword, not the Emperor's Sword who achieves the people. At the same time, it can also be said that it is picking people.

Rather than people picking it, there is no contradiction.”

Whispering in his heart, he caressed the inferior long sword on his knees. He had reached this point and there was nothing to hesitate about. Can it transform into the Emperor's Sword? If so, it would not be that it gave him the qualification to rule the world, but that it was his destiny.

Return and awaken the Emperor's Sword in your own hands.

If it fails, there is still a way to go. By assisting the real emperor, we can still restore the glory of Buried Sword Mountain, and even go further!

The dragon is visible and hidden, and the same is true for the Emperor's Sword. The sword with the golden light of the dragon shadow is only the visible part, and the hidden part is unknown. It may be a piece of rotten wood, it may be a piece of grass, it may be

It's a living thing, maybe a stone...

In short, no matter whether it is visible or hidden, it can be said that anything in this area may eventually become the Emperor's Sword, and the final sword is the only one!

Soon, the answer will be revealed soon.

When Yun Jing had almost perfected the gaps in the igloo, You Xiao came up from the mountain carrying a lot of things, including firewood, prey, and some homemade items, which were obviously done with care.

After meeting Yunjing, he turned east-west and couldn't help but said: "In order to prepare these things, I spent a lot of effort. I went down the mountain specifically and trimmed two thick bearskins. I guess

We have to spend the night here today so that we can be covered and comfortable then."

"The relationship is so good, have you prepared the fire dumplings? Anyway, it's okay. Let's cook the fire and get something to eat." Yunjing took a look at the things he brought and smiled.

Taking out the prepared fire folder from his arms, You Xiao said: "Of course I'm prepared. My cultivation here is restricted. It's not easy to make a fire. How could I forget this kind of thing? I'll make a fire...", said

At this point, he looked at Yun Jing and said tangledly: "Everything else is easy to talk about. Anyway, I'll leave it to you. I don't know how to make food. It's almost like poison."

"This is simple. You saw my skills a few days ago. Leave it to me. The seasonings... you actually prepared the seasonings. Where did you get them? Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask. We'll have barbecue later. It's not bad. This

You have already skinned and washed the fat deer, which saves you a lot of trouble." Yunjing looked through the things he brought and said, and he had to admit that You Xiao was very careful in his work.

Smiling, You Xiao said: "Then I'll wait to start eating." Then he suddenly noticed some strange eyes looking here, and curiously asked: "Brother Sledgehammer, did something happen when I left? What happened? Why do those people look at us like this?"

"Don't worry about them. It's nothing. It's just that after you left, some people saw that our igloo was built and wanted to occupy the magpie's nest for free. I kicked one of them away, and that's it." Yunjing was busy while thinking. I think it means the way.

Slightly speechless, You smiled and said: "Others have come to bully me, so naturally there is nothing to be polite about. Although I agree with your approach, Brother Dahamui, I still think it is best to try to be gentle. What do you think? Please note that we After today, you have to think about tomorrow.”

"I'm a very reasonable person. It's not like you don't know. If others don't go too far, it doesn't matter to me. Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. There is a saying in my hometown that when guests come, they will be given food and drinks, but when the wolf comes, they will be given sticks. I I have always adhered to this principle of doing things." Yunjing chatted while applying seasoning to the venison.

You Xiao was not too entangled in this question. Instead, he asked curiously: "What, brother Sledgehammer, we have only known each other for a day or two. You haven't told me about your situation. Where is your hometown? That sentence I Why haven’t you heard of it?”

"North, Xieyang City, you should know about it. Of course, I don't live in the city. I live in a remote place in the countryside. You wouldn't know even if I told you." Yunjing opened his mouth.

From now on, he probably won't show his identity as Wang Dachui anymore, so there is no need to make up an exact identity. As for You Xiao going to look for this kind of problem in the future, he didn't think much about it. It's a long way to go when they separate. Goodbye...

While chatting, a warm bonfire was lit in their igloo, and soon the smell of meat wafted out, which made the people watching around speechless. Are you here for fun? Everyone is hungry and cold. Waiting for the result of the so-called Battle of Ten Thousand Swords to be announced, you should estimate how everyone feels.

I have to say that they are indeed an eyesore like this, but considering Yunjing's ability to kick people away, I thought about it and let it go. No one will come to cause trouble for the time being, but after this is over and everyone has recovered, they will You can 'remind' them not to be too high-profile...

Time passed little by little, and when it was getting dark, Yunjing and the others were enjoying the barbecue, and they were just about to have some drinks. However, Yunjing and the others were a little bored, because they had been here for so long and they couldn't even be lively. Didn't see it.

This is normal. After all, they came at the wrong time. There have been too many duels in the arena in the past few days. At the moment, those who should be eliminated have almost been eliminated, and the truly powerful characters are still standing still.

As a result, Xie Yunlan was always blowing cold wind in the ring, which gave people a desolate feeling.

Yunjing felt that there was something wrong with the other party. If no one challenged you, just come down. Who wouldn't recognize your identity as the challenger? If someone challenges you, just go up. If you insist on being there with a concave shape and blowing cold wind, this is not a disease.

As a result, Yunjing and the others had eaten and drank enough, it was completely dark, and they didn't see the excitement they wanted to see, which was a disappointment...

It gets even colder on the mountain top at night, and the howling cold wind is like the howling of ghosts and wolves, but the cloud scenery and the others are very comfortable. There are igloos, bonfires, and warm bearskins that provide shelter from the wind, so they can still live well in this harsh environment.

Since there is no excitement to watch, just go to sleep.

The wind on the mountain is very strong and the wind noise is also very loud. When everyone's cultivation is restricted, in such an environment, it is difficult to hear any movement from dozens of meters away.

In this place, especially at this critical moment, who can sleep peacefully? You Xiao couldn't sleep anyway. Late at night, he couldn't sleep and said again and again: "Brother Sledgehammer, are you asleep?"

"...Don't make any noise. You have asked this question eight hundred times. I'm asleep and can't hear you." Yun Jing said speechlessly.

"You can still hear me when you're asleep?"

Gu Yun

"..." Yunjing ignored him.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Brother Sledgehammer, did you hear any noise? It seems that someone took action at night. I heard fighting and screaming."

"The wind is so strong that I can't hear it. Besides, you don't care about others. As long as you don't provoke us, just pretend it didn't happen. In the world of martial arts, it's nothing more than fighting and killing. This kind of thing can't be avoided."

Yun Jing closed his eyes and said calmly.

After pondering for a moment, You Xiao said: "Yes, this kind of thing is inevitable. I don't know how many people will be able to open their eyes tomorrow morning..."

“zzzZZZ……”

Yunjing didn't answer, simply pretending to be asleep, but using his mind power to observe what was happening on the top of the mountain at night.

In the darkness, a small group of people gathered on the mountain were acting, sneak attacks, assassinations, and fights. It was called chaos.

Yunjing didn't turn a blind eye to this kind of thing. He saved some people who didn't deserve to die. As for those guys whose hands were stained with blood, who cares whether they should die? The people he saved survived inexplicably.

, he was 'sent' down the mountain by Yun Jing, and he didn't even understand what was going on.

But after all, these kind of saved people are in the minority. We must know that people in the world are wandering in the gray area. How many good people can there really be? It may be unjust to behead one by one, but beheading one every other person will definitely slip through the net...

Unknowingly, it was dawn, and the mountain returned to normal again. The fighting on the mountain last night seemed to have never happened before, but judging from some vague traces of fighting and blood stains, it was clear how dangerous last night was for many people!

The top of the mountain is above the clouds. You can see the rising sun immediately after dawn, the blue sky, and a red sun rising slowly on the horizon.

When Yunjing got up, he found that Xie Yunlan was still standing there in the ring, his hair was covered with ice crystals, and his clothes were almost frozen into iron plates.

Why bother...

At the beginning of a new day, the number of people on the top of the mountain did not decrease because of the fighting last night. On the contrary, there were more and more people. It is estimated that people realized that the last moment was coming, so many people who were originally below the top of the mountain.

Everyone arrived at the top of the mountain early in the morning, and the number of people has doubled!
To be continued...