Tens of thousands of people gathered at the ruins of Burial Sword Mountain and spread out over hundreds of miles in search of treasures.
Burial Sword Mountain has been destroyed for many years. Over the past hundreds of years, groups of people have come here to hunt for treasures. It can be said that the ground here has been dug up for a long time.
But there is a saying that there are still three nails in a rotten ship. This place is like an inexhaustible treasure. As long as you discover it, you will always gain something. After all, Buried Sword Mountain was too glorious once, and there are always places hidden under the surface that no one knows about. Found it.
There are too many people coming here, and there are always a few who gain something. Once something is gained, there will be a fight over it and covertly.
Treasures are so touching, who wouldn¡¯t be jealous?
Sometimes brothers turn against each other and stab each other in the back because of a sword, sometimes a precious medicinal plant is besieged by countless people, sometimes just because of an unrecognizable thing triggers a bloody storm
It can be said that this area has not had a moment of peace during this period. I don¡¯t know how many people were buried here.
When there are many people, as long as there are desires, it is impossible to remain calm.
A small hilltop that has been visited by an unknown number of people. Compared to other places, this place is inconspicuous, but if you look at the entire Burial Sword Mountain ruins, this place is obviously in the center.
"This place is not as majestic as the three main peaks of Burial Sword Mountain, nor is it as unique as the other nineteen peaks. There are not even eye-catching special animals and plants. It is so ordinary.
Song Mingdao knew very well that as the only disciple of Burial Sword Mountain, his every move would be the focus of countless people's secret attention. He knew it from the moment he revealed his identity, but he didn't care, because this was what he wanted.
When you are under the attention of countless people, everything you do will be magnified. In other words, if you want to do something well, it will be too simple to do it well.
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Coming here alone, Song Mingdao knew that someone was peeping at him. He remained unmoved and looked at the surrounding scenery with complicated eyes.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the land has changed dramatically. No matter how precious the wood is, it will turn into mud. Only the incomplete stones covered with moss show that there were some buildings here.
Caressing a broken stone pillar next to him, Song Mingdao laughed at himself. He didn't even know the meaning of his persistence all these years.
It is true that he is the only living disciple of Burial Sword Mountain. However, Burial Sword Mountain has been destroyed for hundreds of years and has long ceased to exist, yet he insists on restoring the glory of Burial Sword Mountain. How ridiculous?
But the problem is that he is alone and raised by his master. Restoring the glory of Burial Sword Mountain is his master's lifelong wish. He has inherited his master's legacy since he was a child. Apart from this matter, he doesn't know what he should do.
Many times he has thought about it for himself, but he has persevered for so many years, do he want to give up?
He couldn¡¯t let go. Restoring the glory of Burial Sword Mountain had become integrated with his life and soul. Once he lost this goal, he would be almost the same as a walking zombie.
He casually picked up a stone and sat down, squinting at the scorching sun in the sky in a daze, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
From beginning to end, except for the nurturing grace of his master, he has never enjoyed any benefits brought by any master. When he was bullied, he could only face it by himself. If he had no food, he could only rely on himself. Even his own Nothing he has learned has anything to do with Burial Sword Mountain.
His master was still in the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, and the secret knowledge of Burial Sword Mountain has long been lost for hundreds of years, so the tokens of Burial Sword Mountain that have been passed down from generation to generation still represent this identity.
In fact, in the past hundred years, the so-called descendants of Burial Sword Mountain have not much to do with Burial Sword Mountain. They are just the symbolic identities passed down.
There is actually no point in thinking about these things. Song Mingdao knew in his heart that at this time, he would not stop. He did not want to stop and could not stop. After all, restoring the glory of Burial Sword Mountain had been his persistence for decades.
Now he is almost forty years old. According to the lifespan of a normal person, half of his life is gone. Many short-lived people will not survive this age.
Of course, he is currently in the middle stage of Xiantian and can live for more than a hundred years. If he does not die in the future, his martial arts will further advance and he will be able to live longer.
At this time, recalling the instructions given by his master before his death, Song Mingdao's eyes were particularly complicated.
His master told him that when Burial Sword Mountain was destroyed, the master made a comeback plan.
That¡¯s a numbersp; It is the fourth prophecy again, which talks about the coming of a prosperous age. This has been seen by all. The emergence of farmyard fertilizer has increased food production, and the emergence of new agricultural tools has further strengthened this point. When these things are passed on, the world will be rich. This Aren't you calling the prosperous age coming?
The last prophecy is about visitors from foreign lands. This has been traced. Although the information from all parties is tightly suppressed, Song Mingdao still learned from the grapevine the fact that foreign civilizations have arrived. The Dali Dynasty No such news came out. His news came from a country further away. Nowadays, many remote countries are in dire straits due to some holy messengers and saints created by foreign civilizations. Paper cannot contain the fire. There is such a situation. When it happens, news comes out!
Now that the five prophecies have appeared, the time is ripe for Song Mingdao to take this final step.
'Although the five kinds of prophecies seem to be unrelated, they are actually traceable. The prosperity of Yin and the decline of Yang means the world is turned upside down. If the world is invincible, there will be enemies in foreign lands. When disasters come in foreign lands, what follows are dragons and tigers. International meeting, a grand event under such circumstances, wouldn't it be a great event but a failure? ¡¯
¡®When all these things happen and the world is in turmoil, that¡¯s when the person who rules the world will be born and the world will be settled! ¡¯
Thoughts flashed in his mind. When these thoughts passed through his mind, Song Mingdao no longer hesitated, nor did he avoid the people who were watching in secret. He took out a small iron plate from his arms.
I don¡¯t know how many people have passed through the hands of that little iron plate, and it has already been wrapped up and wrapped.
This is an ordinary but not ordinary small piece of iron, two inches wide and five inches long, like a small sword. If you say it is ordinary, it is just a small piece of iron. It is not made of any precious material. If you say it is extraordinary, it is It is a symbol of the identity of Burial Sword Mountain, and it is also a token of the leader of Burial Sword Mountain!
¡°One side of the iron plate has a simple pattern of three mountains and nineteen peaks of Buried Sword Mountain, and the other side has the three characters of Buried Sword Mountain. I¡¯m afraid this thing is often left on the roadside without anyone picking it up.
When the small iron plate appeared in Song Mingdao's hand, he clearly felt countless eyes focusing on him. To be precise, it was on the small iron plate, but no one took any further action. After all, the thing was too ordinary. , nothing noteworthy.
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'This small iron plate, which is known as the token of the leader of the Buried Sword Mountain, has been seen for so many years. There is nothing special about it. However, the master said before his death that he would rather die than lose it. It is still the most critical item in the plan and the key to the birth of the Emperor's Sword. What is so extraordinary about it? ¡¯
No matter what, Song Mingdao knew that he would soon understand what was so special about it.
'The old and the new replace each other and are indestructible. The old Burial Sword Mountain has become a thing of the past. The new Burial Sword Mountain will reappear, regenerating life from the ashes of the old Burial Sword Mountain. This iron plate represents the old Burial Sword Mountain. There is no need to exist anymore. I am the best proof of the new Buried Sword Mountain! ¡¯
With a murmur in his heart, Song Mingdao spat out the innate essence in the palm of his hand, and the small iron plate was shattered into powder. Zhida z.com Zhixiao
The reason for doing this is what his master told him. When the five prophecies come true and the time is right, he will come here with this token of the leader of Burial Sword Mountain. The core of Burial Sword Mountain has been destroyed. That's it, nothing else needs to be done.
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