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When he looks at Chao Haisheng now, his first reaction is often like this:

This kid actually looks quite good in women's clothing.

Upon hearing this, Chao Haisheng almost burst into tears: "If I can't call you 'senior,' then what should I call you...?"

He really couldn't understand it.

Feng Xia was quite easy to talk to at other times. He was not only without any airs, but also very kind and approachable. If he hadn't personally witnessed Feng Xia's divine power, he probably wouldn't have believed that this young man was someone who could stand on equal footing with the leader of the Xuan Alliance!

On such a trivial matter, Feng Xia displayed an incomprehensible stubbornness!

"Perhaps you'll understand later. You can call me whatever you want, but you just can't call me senior."

Feng Xia shook his head and did not continue to explain.

Could it be that I actually traveled back in time from the future, and in my era you had been dead for hundreds of years, becoming a legend among legends?

The idea of ​​reversing time is too outrageous; even if he were to tell the truth, no one would believe him.

Besides, if we really explained it all, the generational relationships would only become more complicated!

“But…” Chao Haisheng wanted to argue something more.

"Calling someone 'senior' is absolutely unacceptable; at the very least, they must be your peers."

Feng Xia rubbed his temples, still feeling quite a headache: "If all else fails, just call me Brother Feng or Brother Xia... Damn it, neither of those titles sounds very nice."

"Never mind, just call me Brother Dao."

Finally, Feng Xia waved his hand and made a decision: "Also, don't go anywhere else during this time. Stay by my side and learn swordsmanship with me."

Chao Haisheng had no choice but to agree.

Fortunately, he had always aspired to cultivate, and now that Feng Xia was willing to teach him, he naturally immersed himself in the practice and stopped worrying about the form of address.

In the following days, Feng Xia did not leave the cave for even a moment. Instead, he used all sorts of supernatural powers to modify the cave and inscribe countless celestial patterns on it, turning it into an underground furnace!

Meanwhile, people secretly came to visit every day, bringing all sorts of precious materials and divine resources.

Half of it ended up in Feng Xia's pocket, while the rest was transformed into all sorts of top-tier divine weapons in this massive underground furnace!

"Brother Dao, you've forged so many divine weapons, is a great war about to break out?"

By the seventeenth day, Chao Haisheng, who had been studying swordsmanship in seclusion, could no longer suppress his doubts: "If a great battle is really about to break out, is it... not a good idea for me to continue studying swordsmanship so leisurely?"

Feng Xia said he wanted him to learn swordsmanship, but instead of teaching him swordsmanship techniques directly, he handed him that fire poker and asked him to comprehend the swordsmanship within it!

This made Chao Haisheng quite upset.

Especially the few supernatural beings who delivered the materials later on, their expressions of worry became noticeably more intense each day.

He even wondered if a major war had already broken out outside.

“What’s wrong with it? This stick… no, this broken sword contains my life’s understanding of the way of the sword. If you can comprehend it, you will definitely be able to establish your own sect in the future.”

"But now a major war may have already broken out..."

The young scholar's face was full of anxiety: "Senior Jian Wushuang has already said that this great battle is destined to sweep across the world. Even if I master swordsmanship in the future, that is a matter for the future and will not help the current situation at all!"

"So, once you've mastered swordsmanship, will you be able to turn the tide of the current situation?"

Feng Xia sighed, stopped forging the magic weapon in his hands, and snorted, "Even if you reach the same level as that Xuanmeng Alliance leader in just a few days, are you sure you can turn the tide and change the final outcome of this great battle?"

Chao Haisheng was speechless: "This...I...no..."

If this could change the course of the battle, Jian Wushuang wouldn't need to come to see Feng Xia, nor would he need to secretly make a deal with Feng Xia.

"This battle is indeed about to begin."

Feng Xia's voice also sounded somewhat heavy: "However, this battle will not end so quickly. What do you think those experts and powerful figures are fighting so hard for?"

"Of course, it's for the future of the Xuan Yuan World!" Chao Haisheng answered almost without thinking.

"So, where does the future of the Xuan Yuan World lie?"

Before Chao Haisheng could answer, Feng Xia pointed at the young man and said, word by word, "I will eventually leave. How many of those powerful experts will remain is still unknown, but as long as you are still here, there is still hope for the Xuan Yuan World!"

Boom——

At the very moment that Feng Xia finished speaking.

Suddenly, a terrifying fluctuation came from beyond the sky, causing even space to ripple and distort. That aura was so domineering and unparalleled, high above, brazenly declaring its presence!

“Those bastards from outside the border have arrived.”

Feng Xia narrowed his eyes and suddenly stood up.

"Chao Haisheng, the battle is really about to begin."

……

Chapter 0652

"Life is but fifty years, like a dream or an illusion."

Looking at Chao Haisheng, who still looked bewildered, Feng Xia suddenly let out a sigh.

Although this statement does not entirely reflect the current situation, it is the best portrayal of Feng Xia's state of mind at this moment!

The Killing Sword, who would later become famous throughout the world with his sword, was just a young scholar in this chaotic era. His Star River Spirit Body had not yet awakened, and his skill in swordsmanship was almost nonexistent.

In this era, the legend of the Killing Sword had not yet begun to circulate.

In fact, if it weren't for Feng Xia's arrival, the first sect leader of Qianqiu Valley might never have been able to reach the East Sea, and would have died on the street halfway there.

For Feng Xia, traveling through time and witnessing history from seven hundred years ago was also a dreamlike journey.

"In any case, being able to witness this era and uncover the secrets of history makes the trip worthwhile."

Feng Xia chuckled and shook her head.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, his eyes widened, and he stared at the boy, his breathing becoming rapid: "Wait! Wait, wait!"

He thought of a very terrible problem.

If he hadn't come to this era and hadn't met Chao Haisheng along the way, what would have become of this young boy?

If Chao Hai were to perish on the journey to the East Sea...

Does that mean there was no such person as the Killing Sword in later generations?

"But if we look at it from another angle, if I had saved Chao Haisheng halfway, that would have led to the creation of the Killing Sword in later generations..."

Feng Xia looked at the bewildered boy and was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of absurdity.

Spanning seven hundred years, did he witness history, or did he make history happen?

"When I made a major breakthrough in my swordsmanship, I instinctively attacked Zuo Buzhou and the others based on the energy I sensed, which led to the great battle we had before."

"After I calmed down, I realized how reckless my behavior was."

"If everything I did changed the course of history, would the people and things I know in later generations be completely erased from my memory, becoming nothing more than a fleeting illusion?"

Feng Xia's train of thought stalled at this point.

The idea of ​​time travel is simply too bizarre.

Even with his limited knowledge and experience, he couldn't explain the reason behind it. He even had doubts more than once: could it be that even the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom didn't know the mystery of that long street, let alone the truth about time travel?

"But now..."

Feng Xia's gaze once again fell upon Chao Haisheng.

The young boy shrank back, looking timid: "Brother Dao?"

Those words popped into Feng Xia's mind again:

Very suitable for women's clothing.

"If my arrival led to the creation of the Killing Sword, then this great battle in history was perhaps far more devastating than I knew or anyone could have imagined!"

Feng Xia felt a chill run down her spine.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that hiding in this underground cave to refine treasures and silently witness history was not a wise choice.

History may never have been what he thought it was.

"The powerful beings from beyond the realm have arrived. Come, take your sword, and I'll show you!"

Thinking of this, Feng Xia waved his sleeve and finally smiled.

sword?

The boy glanced at the fire poker in his hand, and his lips twitched a few times.

However, seeing that Feng Xia had already gone far away, he had no choice but to hurry up and follow, lest he be left too far behind.

"Brother Dao, wait for me!"

……

The Xuan Yuan World, above the vast sky.

One after another, long bridges, radiant with divine light, spanned the vast sky. Divine beings walked across these bridges, unleashing their aura without reservation.

Their bodies were shrouded in divine light, obscuring their true appearance. However, these outsiders did not conceal their power, proclaiming their existence to the world.