Bang! Rumble! 轰！轰隆隆！ various heaven buzz moves, is continuing as before, from time to time is powerful, from time to time is weak, such as the heart of person is beating, every time thunders one time, the world mind then trembles. 诸天的嗡动,依旧在持续,时而强盛,时而虚弱,如人的心脏在跳动,每有一次轰鸣,世人心神便颤一下。 „Every other day sound that so, where comes.” “三天两头的如此,哪来的声响。” „Lord knows, not being able to do well is a day of demon are rebelling.” “天晓得,搞不好又是天魔在作乱。” „Total sleep/felt has the disaster to arrive.” “总觉有灾难降临。” Under day, many twittering sound, too many people look at nihility look, the cage evening the haze, the premonition of cultivator, most of the time, is fulfilling. 天之下,多呢喃的声音,太多人看虚无眼神儿,都笼暮着阴霾,修士的预感,大多时候,都是应验的。 When does not know, bang the sound annihilates. 不知何时,轰隆声才湮灭。 Ye Chen received the pupil, the pupil light light and shade is uncertain, the sword of body side reveres, is so, although the strength is less than Ye Chen to be strong, but the sensation is not weaker than Ye Chen. 叶辰收了眸,眸光明暗不定,身侧的剑尊,亦是如此,战力虽不及叶辰强,可感知却不比叶辰弱。 „Delivers me to enter the black hole.” The sword reveres to say. “送吾入黑洞。”剑尊说道。 „Inside is not good place.” Ye Chen said with a smile. “里面可不是啥好地儿。”叶辰笑道。 „Alone under grasps principles, wants the first thought.” The sword reveres to show a faint smile, the pupil is the ancient well without ripples, the so-called first thought that is also a heart, then in the limitless darkness, precipitates his unsurpassed swordsmanship. “孤寂下悟道,欲得初心。”剑尊微微一笑,眸子是古井无波的,所谓初心,亦是道心,便是在无边无际的黑暗中,沉淀他无上的剑道。 Ye Chen has not talked too much again, the palm placed the sword to revere the shoulder gently, executed the bull wheel to return to the Heavenly Dao. 叶辰未再多言,手掌轻轻放在了剑尊肩头,施了大轮回天道。 Comes again, two people already in black hole. 再现身,两人已在黑洞。 „Senior , if there is free time, then the help seeks a day of demon, living day demon.” Ye Chen coughs saying that „younger generation has big using, a sword do not give the deducting ash.” “前辈若有空闲,便帮忙寻一尊天魔,活着的天魔。”叶辰干咳道,“晚辈有大用,别一剑又给劈成灰。” The sword reveres to hear it, knew Ye Chen previously to look at his look, like that was why strange, his sword was unimportant, entire Ye Chen was very awkward, sought a joyful day demon with great difficulty, was divided the Gate of Death by his sword, wants to look again, really difficult such as to ascend to heaven. 剑尊闻之,方知叶辰先前看他的眼神儿,为何那般怪,他那一剑不要紧,整的叶辰很尴尬,好不容易寻了一尊活蹦乱跳的天魔,被他一剑劈进鬼门关,再想找,真难如登天了。 The sword reveres has not said a word, turns around silently, is step by step increasingly estranged, directly soars the dark deep place, the back dreary vicissitudes, being in sole possession of one are alone and arrogant. 剑尊未言语,默然转了身,一步步渐行渐远,直奔黑暗的深处,背影萧瑟沧桑,独有一份孤寂与孤傲。 Ye Chen deeply inspires, is gazes after him to walk, this/should understands, the old seniors who that cultivates the swordsmanship, had looked through Hongchen, must grasp principles in the aloneness. 叶辰深吸一口气,是目送他走的,该是明白,那尊修剑道的老前辈,已看破了红尘,要在孤寂中悟道。 The emperor said that the age of accident, the emperor said that the suppression is weakening to the utmost, and speed is getting more and more fast, anybody may Emperor to become, the sword reveres to be no exception, cannot do well, perhaps he really can the card in the aloneness say. 帝道变故的年代,帝道压制在极尽削弱,且速度越来越快,任何人都有可能成帝,剑尊也不例外,一个搞不好,他或许真能在孤寂中证道。 Until the sword reveres the back, vanishes in the darkness, Ye Chen turns around, depressed exploded the impulsion that the hammer sword revered, was that should Mo Qin in tribulation, his picture scroll, sold full Zhutian was. 直至剑尊背影,消失在黑暗之中,叶辰才转了身,还是压下了爆锤剑尊的冲动,就是那个应劫中的陌秦,把他的画卷,卖的满诸天都是。 Once again, he melted clone. 又一次,他化出了分身。 This walks, is in March/three months. 这一走,又是三月。 During March/three months, various heaven the starry sky, was tranquiler than the past, did not seek the great antiquity clan again, but that bang the sound, regularly resounding, one by one sound was big, if in hell the death knell, is trembling the will of the people, too many people were awakened in the dream. 三月间,诸天的星空,比往日平静不少,再未寻到洪荒族,可那轰隆之声,却隔三差五的响起,一次比一次动静大,如若地狱里来的丧钟,震颤着人心,太多人都在梦中被惊醒。 „Is the omen of catastrophe.” “又是浩劫的前兆。” The day empty forbidden area peak, the Son of Heaven calmly looks at dark green indistinct supinely, what in the pupil is difficult to cover is the anxiety. 天虚禁区峰巅,天王静静仰看着苍缈,眸中难掩的是忧虑。 „This can catch up.” “该是赶得上。” The Yellow Springs Son of Heaven said leisurely, in the pupil also has the anxiety, what are more than day empty Son of Heaven is wipes firmly. 黄泉天王悠悠道,眸中也有忧虑,但比天虚天王多的是一抹坚定。 Yeah! 哎！ Other Son of Heaven sighed, anxiety and firm, what carved was exhausted, has witnessed the innumerable vicissitudes, by the years, was actually also rubbed is a mass of cuts and bruises. 其他天王多叹息,忧虑与坚定中,刻出的是疲惫,都已见证了无数沧海桑田,却也被岁月,磨得体无完肤。 The black hole deep place, Ye Chen decided the body, is looking out the distant place. 黑洞深处,叶辰定了身,遥望着远方。 There, the piece of bloodshed, the blood-color fog is dense, from time to time can hear the evil spirit to wail, the bonus is the Ye Chen state of mind, unavoidably absent-minded, among too many evil thought complaint evil thought that has multiplied the evil spirit. 那里,有一片血海,血色的云雾氤氲朦胧,时而能闻厉鬼哀嚎,饶是叶辰心境,都不免恍惚,其内太多恶念怨念邪念,早已滋生出了邪灵。 The under foot of Ye Chen, gave birth to a golden immortal sea, swallows the day to accept, submerged that piece of bloodshed, the among evil spirit, such as the evil spirit wails, is difficult to escape his wiping to extinguish, that should be an extrication. 叶辰的脚下,生出了一片黄金仙海,一路吞天纳地,淹没了那片血海,其内的邪灵,如厉鬼哀嚎,却难逃他的抹灭,那该是一种解脱。 The bloodshed was annexed and destroyed, purple gold Small Gourd departed, attracted an emperor accumulated, because of the bloodshed, once was also a stretch of battlefield, moreover there are emperor to enter the war. 血海被吞灭,紫金小葫芦又飞出,吸了一丝帝蕴,是因血海,曾经也是一片战场,而且还有帝参战。 This, such as this grade of battlefield, Ye Chen sees are too many. 这一路,如这等战场,叶辰见的太多。 Not difficult to imagine, in ancient time, forehead with the first sacred body and war of day demon, affected area broad, attacking that the emperor said that Grand Dao ascended the sky mostly incessantly, this space black hole, this was also in the black hole, there is a reason of broken emperor. 不难想象,在古老时代,天庭与第一圣体和天魔的大战,波及面有多广,帝道的攻伐,多半不止大道太上天,还有这空间黑洞,这也正是黑洞中,有残破帝器的缘故。 What a pity, walked from all sides for several months, has not said goodbye the broken emperor soldier. 可惜,前前后后走了几月,都未再见残破帝兵。 Also is the limitless battle path. 又是漫无边际的征途。 The back that the sword reveres is alone, the Ye Chen back is, such as a spirit, in the boundless darkness , to continue to seek for the live day demon dissolutely. 剑尊的背影孤寂,叶辰的背影何尝不是,如一只幽灵,浪荡在无边黑暗中,继续找寻活的天魔。 He had walked enough far, is indefinite, placed darkness, whether had come, in the past since Grand Chu embarked sought various days, the foot in the black hole passed for hundred years, these years, do not know that what bright were. 他已走了足够远,并不确定,身处的黑暗,曾经是否来过,当年自大楚出发寻诸天时,足在黑洞中度过了百年,那些年,都不知光明是何物的。 Does not know that several th day, he had/left the black hole. 不知第几日,他出了黑洞。 The distant place, the galaxy wanders about, star sea is turbulent, bright Star Radiance, seems is carrying the distant story, is shining the endless starry sky, mapped the vicissitudes. 远方,星河徜徉,星海汹涌,璨璨的星辉,好似载着悠远的故事,照耀着漫漫星空,也映射了沧桑。 That is profound desolate star sea, is binding piece of cultivator Holy Land. 那是玄荒星海,裹着一片修士圣地。 Ye Chen offers a sacrifice to the territory gate, crossed star sea. 叶辰又祭域门,横穿了星海。 When he falls again, is profound desolate Kitadake. 待他再落下时,已是玄荒的北岳。 Profound desolate under night, tranquil auspicious, old cities, such as pearls, in the embed land, the fog of winding around, dim some were boundless. 夜下的玄荒,宁静祥和,一座座古城,如一颗颗明珠,镶嵌大地上,缭绕的云雾,朦胧了该有的苍茫。 No one knows, the sacred body came the profound desolate, the legend of sacred body all every cultivator agglomeration, said. 无人知道,圣体来了玄荒,凡修士聚集地,说的皆圣体的传说。 Ye Chen bridged over ancient Xing, crossed a vertically and horizontally/able to move unhindered thing male river, stops before a mountain , is hiding piece of space big, space big of nine Li people, are the hometown of northern Saint. 叶辰跨过了古星,越过了一条纵横东西的雄江,才在一片山岳前停下,其内,藏着一片空间大界,九黎族的空间大界,乃北圣的故乡。 Buzz! 嗡！ Is accompanying one buzz prosperously, the light gate that holds up the day haunches. 伴着一声嗡隆,有一座擎天的光门撑起。 Ye Chen lifts the foot, one step steps into. 叶辰抬脚,一步踏入。 Also came the profound desolate, where cannot have the truth of nine Li people, is the princess of this clan, offered sacrifices oneself body, by the strength of net world, washed him the demon barrier. 既来了玄荒,哪有不来九黎族的道理,正是此族的公主,献祭了己身,以净世之力,洗尽了他之魔障。 That steep mountain peak, Ye Chen falls gently. 还是那座峻峭的山峰,叶辰轻轻落下。 Sees, then sees a tomb, is north the tomb containing clothing without the body of Saint, on diminutive tombstone, but also is carving her name: Nine Li Muxue. 入目,便见一座坟墓,亦是北圣的衣冠冢,矮小的墓碑上,还刻着她的名:九黎慕雪。 This is he, first time name that sees the northern Saint, few four characters, are the dazzling, punctured his mind are really absent-minded, during is dim, as if sees that white clothing female, has no time pure and holy, such as the fairy maiden in dream. 这是他,第一次见到北圣的名,寥寥四字,甚是刺目,刺的他心神都恍惚,朦胧之中,仿佛又见那个白衣女子,圣洁无暇,如梦幻中的仙子。 „Came.” “来了。” Has the hoarse words to resound, the person's shadow, has transformed together, is nine generations Saint Lord , is north the father of Saint, when the maturity, is silver-haired, the lower back slightly reveals the rickets, in the pupil is sorrowful. 身后,有沙哑的话语响起,一道人影,已幻化出来,乃九族圣主,也便是北圣的父亲,正值壮年,却白发苍苍,腰背略显佝偻,眸中还多哀痛。 Ye Chen stands firm, bends down submissively, is the ritual of younger generation, is a guilty ritual, is his daughter, saved him with the life, he owes the northern Saint, owes this father, the elderly senior delivers the junior, these years, did not have daughter's father, should be are very dehumanizing. 叶辰站定,拱手俯身,是晚辈的一礼,也是愧疚的一礼,正是他的女儿,用命救了他,他欠北圣的,也欠这个父亲的,白发人送黑发人,这些年,没了女儿的父亲,该是过的很凄苦。 „She elects, you do not need to rebuke oneself.” “她选的,你无需自责。” Forced that nine Lebanese Saint Lord smile , before arriving at the northern holy sepulchre, is stroking the years dust for the daughter. 九黎圣主笑的牵强,又到北圣墓前,替女儿拂着岁月灰尘。 Under the moon/month, there is a flower petal to flutter about, is reflecting the Star Radiance moonlight, brilliant purple and red , knocks down in the tomb, there is a flower fragrance to overflow, if the female is fragrant. 月下,有花瓣纷飞,映着星辉月光,姹紫嫣红,一片又一片,打落在坟墓上,有花香四溢,如若女子香。 The cool breeze strokes lightly, the empty shadow of female, the startled great wild goose one presently, to world, to Ye Chen, is also charminging eyes beaming with smiles together, her sweet, leans the world. 清风轻拂,一道女子的虚影,惊鸿一现,在对世间、也对着叶辰,回眸一笑,她的嫣然,是倾世的。 Ye Chen both eyes narrow the eyes, forehead also slightly wrinkle. 叶辰双目微眯,眉宇也微皱。 „You have not misread, is my family's Xue'er.” “你未看错,是我家的雪儿。” Nine Lebanese Saint Lord said with a smile. 九黎圣主笑道。 „She... also in?” Ye Chen asked busily. “她...还在？”叶辰忙慌问道。 „Lives in the hearts of my nine Li people people.” Nine Lebanese Saint Lord sat, proposed the wine pot, „you should have listened to the strength of consecration, consecrated because of my clan, coordinates my clan immortal law, gathered that say/way empty shadow.” “活在我九黎族人的心中。”九黎圣主坐在了,提出了酒壶,“你该是听过供奉之力,正是因吾族供奉,配合吾族仙法,才聚出了那道虚影。” Ye Chen did not speak, in the pupil glittered none. 叶辰不语,眸中闪烁了精光。 The strength of consecration, he has listened, is the most profound strength, invisible does not have, actually exists truly, such as the Daoist temple, such as the hall for worshipping buddha and like the temple, are many some people to worship, similar incense and candle, is similar to the Buddhist reads the strength, gathers imperceptibly, many becomes the spirit. 供奉之力,他自是听过,乃一种玄之又玄的力量,无形无相,却真正存在,如道观、如佛堂、如庙宇,多有人拜祭,类似香火,也类似于佛家念力,无形中集聚,多则成灵。 „Having agilely is the hope.” “有灵便是希望。” Ye Chen both eyes like the torch, look at nine Lebanese Saint Lord look, was full of the infinite hope. 叶辰双目如炬,看九黎圣主的眼神儿,也充满了无限的希冀。 „In my clan history, by this law resurgent, is unprecedented, from beginning to end, is only together the empty shadow.” Nine Lebanese Saint Lord helpless shaking the head. “吾族史上,以此法复活者,并无先例,自始至终,都仅是一道虚影。”九黎圣主无奈的摇头。 „Younger generation believes, she can resurrect.” “晚辈坚信,她能复活。” Ye Chen stays behind words, turning around of notch, one step trod nine Li people, directly soared the Yellow Springs forbidden area. 叶辰留下一话,豁的转了身,一步踏出了九黎族,直奔黄泉禁区。