Xiuxian sect system

Chapter 8 A Dark Dream
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The breeze passes, the tears and rain are hazy; the earth cracks, the sky collapses and the Kyushu thunders, don't forget, don't read; dreams follow each other, dreams within dreams, tears fall into my heart.

The words are light and sad, and the heart is broken; the words of the water, the moon and the clear sky are deeply affectionate, the love is there, and the love stays; the illusion stays, the illusion within the illusion, and stay together for a lifetime.

"Why, why!!?" Sitting cross-legged on the desolate ground.His eyes were slack, like a walking corpse, looking up to the sky and roaring.The long red shawl covered half of his face, but it still couldn't hide his monstrously handsome cheeks.

"Haha, hehe".Like self-deprecating, like crying, a line of tears flowed from the corner of the man's eyes, "It's a pity, this is fate, but my Xuanniao family never believes in fate."In an instant, two pairs of red wings grew out instantly, and the strong wind roared, blowing the sand and dust on the ground. In the gloomy sky, "Hula" sounded, and a thunderbolt streaked across the sky, followed by hundreds of thunderbolts roaring non-stop However, in a short while, there were hundreds of white smoke formed by thunderbolts hitting the ground beside this man.

The man stood up slowly, ignoring the thunderbolts around him, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, he smiled coldly, frantically waved the four wings behind him, left the ground in an instant, and roared towards the sky.

As soon as the picture turns, there is a high mountain, surrounded by white snow, white is the only color here, and the only small wooden house is incompatible with the surrounding environment. The heavy snow falling on the surroundings of the wooden house will immediately turn into water droplets and wash away all the time Cabin, while in a log cabin.

A little girl about eleven or twelve, with a disaster-like beauty.With black hair hanging down, he was wearing red feather clothes, but now, he was facing a red sword on the wooden table with an angry face, cursing "bastard", at the same time, he slapped the wooden table with his right hand, and fell down with the sound. , the table also creaked. "Listen, I will not let the Xuanniao family be scattered, and I will not let you die in vain. I will find Xuanling." As soon as the words fell, he turned and left the wooden house, leaving only a blackened palm print on the table.

what is this.

Yuling opened his eyes, looked at the sword in front of him, with doubts on his face, slowly grasped the hilt with his right hand, injected spiritual energy, and slowly pulled out a trace, the owner of the weapon shop behind him saw it, was startled, and secretly said: Could it be? Is he the destined person for this sword?But he didn't know that just this trace had consumed a quarter of Yuling's aura.

A burst of red light flashed, and the people around them subconsciously closed their eyes.

"If there is one more day, I, Xuan Luo, will definitely find you. If there is still a lifetime, I would like to accompany you to the end of life. If..., but unfortunately there is no more if, forgive me, Linger forgive me, I didn't find you, didn't see your last side, I would like to turn into this sword and accompany you to the end."

The sound entered Yu Ling's ears, it was so desolate, desolate, sad, the light fell, the sword had been pulled out a quarter unconsciously, but Yu Ling did not consume any more spiritual energy, obviously the sword itself Draw out a quarter; and Yuling has already shed tears.

Waving his sleeves to wipe away his tears, "Is this the sadness of the sword? Can you tell me about your past?" Infused with aura again, this time Yu Ling injected almost all of the aura into it.

Immediately it was red again.

"Luo'er, listen, I know you have deep feelings for Xuanling, but I have to tell you about this." The white-haired old man sat cross-legged on a wooden chair in the middle of the resplendent hall, looking at the red-haired man in front of him. The man seemed to want to speak, but hesitated and didn't know what to say.

This red-haired man is really the red-haired boy who looked up to the sky and sighed in the image that appeared in Yu Ling's mind before when Yu Ling held the scabbard before pulling out his sword. , this matter is most likely related to Xuanling. "Father, if you have something to say, just say it!"

"The day before yesterday, Ling'er passed the tribulation for the fifth time and failed."After hesitating for a moment, the old man finally spoke his words.

The voice of the words was not loud, but it fell on the red-haired man's ears like a bolt from the blue, "No, no, ah".As soon as the words fell, the red-haired man rushed out of the hall like crazy, and rushed straight into the distance.He didn't care about his father's shout behind him.

In a short period of time, the red-haired man rushed to a desolate place, where there was no grass growing all around, and the sky was dim, and only then did the scene at the beginning appear.

The red light disappeared, and Yu Ling stood in place, forgetting that he was still holding the drawn red sword in his hand, and the promise made by the previous owner of the weapon shop, just stood quietly like this, thinking about the picture that just appeared in his mind, " Xuanniao, Xuanluo, Xuanling, crossing the tribulation for the fifth time", these words had a great influence on him, quietly looking at the red sword in his hand, he suddenly felt that there was a shocking secret in it.

"Guest officer" the owner of the weapon shop walked up to Yu Ling, patted Yu Ling on the shoulder, and shouted.

Only then did Yuling come back to his senses, looked at the owner of the weapon shop, smiled, and said, "Sorry, I just remembered something, so that..."

"Forget it, since this guest officer has drawn out this sword, he is the destined person for this sword. As I said before, I will give this sword to you. I just hope that you will treat it well." The boss waved Waving, interrupting Yuling's words.

Yu Ling didn't put too much effort into it. He said thank you, and put the sword back into the scabbard. He had a feeling that after pulling out the sword this time, if he pulled out the sword again in the future, he wouldn't waste his energy like this time again. , otherwise, Yu Ling would not put the sword back into the scabbard again, just kidding, pulling it out once will consume the whole body's spiritual energy, if the spiritual energy is exhausted before the fight is started during the battle, isn't this courting death?
After leaving the weapon shop, Yuling has been thinking about the question just now, the Xuanniao clan, plus two lives, these two people should be members of the Xuanniao clan, and who is the eleven or twelve-year-old woman, and why did she die? Angry at a sword that apparently looks like the red sword he's holding in his hand.What is the connection between that red-haired man and this sword? Why does that man appear when he pulls out this sword? Who is Xuan Ling? He passed the tribulation for the fifth time. Building the foundation, there will be no crossing the catastrophe, from the foundation building to the formation of the alchemy, it becomes the first time to overcome the catastrophe, from the formation of the alchemy to the Yuanying, it is the second time to overcome the catastrophe, twice, the first time is a small catastrophe, and the latter time is a catastrophe, After that, Yuling was not very clear.

It can't be blamed that Yu Ling is not clear. Before crossing, in the game, the highest player only reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. Realm, Profound Tribulation, Tatian, but there is no hint that there will be no Heavenly Tribulation after that, if there will be Heavenly Tribulation after that, the fifth time to cross the Tribulation, it will at least reach the realm of Void Transformation.

Thinking of this, Yuling gasped involuntarily, and looked at the sword in front of him in surprise. It took at least a thousand years from the beginning of cultivation to the transformation of the void, which meant that this sword was at least a thousand years ago.Judging from the spiritual energy injected into it, this sword is like an ordinary low-grade magic weapon, how could it survive for thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)