3757: C3757 It's You

C3757 It's You

Sword Maniac did not get the answer she wanted from Weiyang Palace. She was even a little bored and only stayed one night. The next day, she got up early in the morning and headed towards Haodang Mountain.

She was a bit annoyed by the task Hei Yuankui gave her.

Three years ago, when she had just stepped into Universe of Eight Kings, Sword Maniac was still brimming with interest. After all, she had already been in closed-door training for many years, and had only heard of the outside world, but had never seen it.

However, Sword Maniac was Sword Maniac. Her thoughts were only focused on the sword. Other than that, everything else was just a passing cloud to her. It was a bustling illusion, boring, and boring.

All these three years, she had been thinking, maybe Meng Fan is in this universe?

She was still thinking about testing her sword.

To unsheathe a sword, something must be pierced.

She planned to finish browsing through the Haodang Mountain as soon as possible, then walk eastward, through a few cities and towns that were important to her Great Reef, arrive at the Morality Sect, then head south, then head west. After a circle, she would return to the Defense Department.

Outside Weiyang Palace, 3900 miles away, Sword Maniac had deviated from the main road and stepped into the mountains. The main road was too lively and crowded. Sword Maniac was sick of watching people coming and going, so she wanted to have a look at the scenery.

In just half a day of walking, she had walked twenty thousand miles, and had arrived at the tallest mountain peak between the mountains. In the middle of the mountain, she saw a refiner family with a dozen or so people, her father was a Celestial King of the Five Tribulations master, refining day and night, and his sons and daughters were all learning refining under him. At that time, they were practicing a sword, and Sword Maniac had some special properties, so she rested for two hours in this family, quietly watching them practice.

What Sword Maniac hadn't expected was that in such a small place, she would actually enjoy the sight of such an insignificant person practicing his sword.

This was because although this artificer's cultivation was not high and his skills were not deep, he was truly a craftsman. In order to refine this sword, he had only needed thirty years to prepare the materials. After he began tempering, another twenty years passed.

Therefore, Sword Maniac could not actually tell much from watching this artificer practice the sword in this hour. Twenty years had passed and the shape of the sword had yet to be revealed. What change would there be in two hours?

But a refiner was filled with emotion towards this sword, and he was also very patient.

This was the reason why Sword Maniac found him so pleasing to the eyes.

The Blacksmith Family couldn't see through Sword Maniac's cultivation level and strength, they only knew that she was stronger than them. Although it was rare, this was still the territory of Weiyang Palace after all.

The main reason was that when the refiners were practicing their sword skills, they did not have any distractions. It was possible that they did not even see her, and the other children were all welcoming her with smiles on their faces. They even prepared tea for her.

Sword Maniac sat on the stone bench, her slender chin resting on her white right hand as she tilted her head slightly.

Then, she slowly lowered her hand and turned around.

He saw a man.

The man appeared at the front door of the house.

At first glance, Sword Maniac thought that what she saw was the young man in white whom she had seen in Weiyang Palace.

The youth in white had mentioned his name, but Sword Maniac had forgotten.

It was hard for Sword Maniac to remember other people's names, and she couldn't remember anything that wasn't important to her.

The reason why he thought that the man was the white-clothed youth was because the man looked too similar to him. No matter if it was his appearance or his demeanor, they were all very similar.

But if you looked carefully, you could see the difference.

Even though the man in front of her looked very young, he was still young. Sword Maniac could feel the vicissitudes of life and the heaviness of his body from his appearance.

The man wore a green and white robe. It was not very wide. Beneath the robe was a pair of black boots. At first glance, the boots looked like they were made of some kind of metal, but upon closer inspection, one would realize that they weren't. The boots were condensed from Laws, Essence, Essence, etc.

The man had one hand behind his back, while the other was in front of him. Sword Maniac thought that he was very polite.

However, no matter how courteous the man was, his overbearing and imposing aura still permeated the atmosphere.

When Sword Maniac arrived, the refiners were still practicing their swordsmanship, focusing on nothing else.

However, when the man arrived, the refiner was obviously awakened. He raised his head and looked over.

Sword Maniac looked into the man's eyes.

The man stepped into the courtyard.

Step by step, he walked in front of Sword Maniac.

Sword Maniac could see that this man was an immortal.

But Sword Maniac was indifferent.

He was as indifferent as a man.

Until the man sat in front of her. The distance between the two of them was only three feet.

The two of them were strangers to each other, but the distance between them couldn't be less than three hundred feet. Otherwise, they would have to start fighting.

Every powerhouse had their own domain. This domain was space, law, dignity, and also a boundary.

The more powerful a character was, the greater their domain would be.

It's not hard to understand.

The Divine King of Calamity was a hundred feet away from him, which was the same as being within close proximity. This was because as long as one side attacked, they would be able to attack the other in the blink of an eye.

And even if one was thousands of meters away from the Celestial King of Ten Tribulations, it would still be within the range of a Sumeru.

The two of them, were undying.

But the distance between them was less than three feet.

Then, Sword Maniac spoke up.

"So the undying that Defense Department has been bitterly searching for, really exists." "Sword Maniac was still indifferent, but her expression was one of amusement." Since I was born, I have grown up within the World of Meaning. To the best of my knowledge, all living beings other than World of Meaning are ants, so I never believed that there would actually be an immortal here. "

The man lightly nodded his head, "There is nothing absolute in this world. There is only immortality. Absolutely."

Sword Maniac said, "Wuchang... That's a good word. How dare you appear in front of me? "

"Why would I not dare?" the man asked.

"Stepping into undying, you have to hide. You're hiding your World of Meaning, and now you're showing yourself."

As for why I'm appearing in front of you, saying that it's too big, too profound, or too small, it's nothing more than a calculation that will benefit you, avoid you, and take the form of an aura, making me think that I need to meet you.

"For what purpose?"

"I want to know what happened."

At this point, everything was very clear.

Sword Maniac also understood that this man in front of her had always lived within this Universe of Eight Kings.

Something must have happened, he knew.

Moreover, it was something that made even the World of Meaning feel uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and somewhat panicked.

What was it that made even the World of Meaning panic?0

The man wanted to know.

Sword Maniac said, "My mission is to find you, not to chat with you."

"Defense Department has already searched for me for so many years. I'm very curious, what happens after you find me?"

"That depends on your luck."

"Although I have control over my own destiny." The man smiled. "But I don't believe it."

Sword Maniac's gaze flickered.

A moment later.

Her eyes were wide open!

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