I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

The situation was critical, and Sang Nian subconsciously fumbled in his storage bag and threw away whatever he caught.

The black-feathered eagle dodged one by one, with a deeper mockery in its eyes.

Suddenly, Sang Nian touched a cold and hard object. Thinking it was a magic weapon for protection, he was delighted and took it out immediately.

It's not a magic weapon for protection, it's a sword.

The sword is pure white and light, and every detail is exquisitely crafted.

The wound was still bleeding, and the blood flowed down the fingers to the scabbard, dyeing the ice rose pattern on it red, which was eerily beautiful.

Sang Nian recognized that this was the sword that could only be used as a souvenir, so he stuffed it back into the storage bag and continued to look for other magical weapons for self-defense.

The black-feathered eagle ran out of patience and its wings stirred up a huge gust of wind.

She was like a puppet with its strings cut, and was easily thrown into the air.

Then, it fell rapidly.

The black-feathered eagle still refused to let her go. It pecked at her with a sharp scream, and demonic power gathered in its orange-red beak.

Suddenly, several dazzling white lights burst out from the storage bag on Sang Nian's waist.

A pure white sword rushed out of the storage bag.

It hummed, fell into Sang Nian's hands, and continued to vibrate.

Sang Nian miraculously understood what it meant, gripped the hilt tightly, and pulled out the blade inch by inch.

"Zheng——"

The long sword that had been sealed for many years was unsheathed.

Time seems to stand still.

The wind was blowing hard and the cold wave was sweeping across the sky and the earth.

Countless ice and snowflakes were falling from the sky, as if winter had arrived.

Sang Nian swung his sword with all his strength.

Outside the light curtain, all the elders froze in place at the same time.

"boom--!"

At the edge of the crowd, Yan Yuan, who had been sitting indifferently, suddenly stood up, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

He was unaware and just stared at the light screen, his lips trembling slightly:

"This sword energy..."

"This sword energy——"

In the dark room, the handsome young man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on a certain point in the void, and a trace of trance flashed across his face:

“…Mirror string.”

"I am not wrong, right?!"

The second elder pointed at the light curtain with a trembling hand and asked the first elder:

"Isn't the sword she's holding Jingxian's Snow Scattering Sword?"

The Great Elder was equally incredulous, "How could the Snow Scattering Sword be in the hands of this little girl?"

He thought of something and his face changed:

"Not good, Yan Yuan!"

Everyone turned around and saw that Yan Yuan was no longer there.

cliff.

The sword light shot up into the sky, leaving deep sword marks wherever it went.

The black-feathered eagle let out a terrified wail and flew away staggeringly.

Sang Nian was still falling, and the sound of the wind rushed past his ears, making a rumbling sound.

She gritted her teeth, adjusted her posture, and nailed the sword in her hand into the cliff.

A string of sparks flashed, and the falling momentum slowly stopped.

Sang Nian held the hilt of the sword tightly with both arms, and his toes barely stepped on a protrusion on the cliff. He looked down and felt very grateful.

The teleportation array is less than three meters underground.

If she was touched, even just a piece of clothing, she would be immediately teleported back to the square.

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Sang Nian started to worry again.

——She doesn't know how to wield a sword, so it's useless to give her a sword.

Even though this sword looks awesome.

She hesitated between letting go and climbing up.

The breeze from the cliff rippled a few strands of hair on my cheeks, making them itchy.

The wounds on my back and hands still hurt.

Sang Nian felt uncomfortable from head to toe. Just as she was grimacing, a flying sword suddenly stopped in front of her.

She looked up at the owner of the flying sword.

He was a young and good-looking man, wearing the most ordinary moon-white gown, his long hair neatly tied on top of his head with a jade hairpin, and his eyes were as bright as ink.

Sang Nian asked tentatively: "Who are you?"

The man looked at her deeply, his eyes filled with emotions that were unfamiliar to her and indescribably complicated.

"Yan Yuan." he said.

Sang Nian heard Chu Yao mention this man and knew that he was an elder of Xiaoyao Sect. He thought he was here to chase him away, so he hurriedly explained:

"I haven't encountered the teleportation array yet, so I'm not out. Look, it's still quite far away."

Yan Yuan turned a deaf ear to her and just asked her:

"Who is Jingxian to you?"

Mirror string?

Sang Nian had never heard of this name and shook his head honestly:

"I do not recognize."

It was hard to tell whether there was disappointment or expectation in his eyes, "How did the Snow Scattering Sword end up in your hands?"

It turns out that this sword is called Sanxue.

Sang Nian didn't dare to tell this stranger its origins, and said cautiously:

"I picked it up. What's wrong with it?"

"lie."

Yan Yuan said coldly:

"The Sanxue Sword recognizes its master. Apart from the mirror string, there is only her blood in this world..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

"Her what?" Sang Nian hated it most when people stopped talking midway, so she urged, "Please continue."

Yan Yuan looked at her face carefully, with a look of surprise between his brows.

Sang Nian was puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He whispered, "...You look a lot like an old friend of mine."

Sang Nian's mind raced, and he almost immediately understood the whole thing.

The mirror string he mentioned was most likely the original owner's mother.

This sword belongs to Jingxian. Because it was stained with the blood of his biological daughter, the original owner, the seal was lifted.

And he followed the sword energy and found this place.

A perfect logical closed loop.

Sang Qiyan's worries were unfounded.

Sang Nian didn't know whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend, and he didn't intend to reveal his identity easily.

After all, I can find out more about Jingxian later. The more important thing now is -

"Are you here to take me upstairs?" she asked Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan paused for a few seconds before speaking slowly:

"I can take you up there."

"but--"

He added: "Then you'll be out."

Sang Nian expressed his understanding.

Yan Yuan said: "You can escape if you just let go of your hands now."

Sang Nian: "But then I will be out. I don't want to be out. I want to join Xiaoyao Sect."

Yan Yuan was silent for a long time:

"If you want to continue to participate in the selection, you need to climb to the top of the mountain from here. With your current injuries, it is impossible to do it."

Hearing this, Sang Nian freed his left hand to open the storage bag, and took out a bunch of porcelain bottles containing pills. He didn't have time to distinguish the types, so he poured them all into his mouth and ate them like chewing beans.

I don’t know which medicine worked, her wounds healed quickly and her depleted strength was replenished.

"What now?" she asked.

Yan Yuan still shook his head, "You can't do it."

Sang Nian thought about it seriously and said:

"I'll try. If I really can't do it, I'll give up."

She put away the Sanxue Sword, looked up at the towering mountains, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and slowly moved her body.

Fortunately, although the mountain is high, it is not very smooth, and there are many protrusions on the cliff, so there is still room for footing.

Seeing that she insisted, Yan Yuan said nothing more, turned around and flew away on his sword.

He stopped at an angle where the girl couldn't see him and watched silently.

"Host, do you really want to crawl?"

Liuliu couldn't believe it:

"It's such a high mountain. How can you climb it if you are not good at farming and not working hard?"

Sang Nian clung to the rock with all his strength:

"We have to try it to know if it works. Besides, I drank Xie Chenzhou's blood, and now I am in great shape. I will definitely not die on the way."

Six Six Path:

"I think there's no need for you to waste your time. It's obvious that Yan Yuan and Jing Xian have a history."

"So what if you're out? Tell him that you're Jingxian's daughter, and he'll definitely get you into Xiaoyao Sect. Maybe even make you an elder's true disciple."

Sang Nian: "Yeah, you are right."

Liuliu: "Then why are you still climbing?"

Sang Nian: "I love climbing mountains."