There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

"Jianshin, you're here, sit down."

The candlelight was flickering, and the room seemed a bit dark. Zhang Jianlai showed a rare kindness, looked at Ruan Jianxin, and said with a smile: "In the blink of an eye, it has been 300 years. When you were born, your grandfather was still the greatest genius of the Qinglian Sword Sect. , the entire Qinglian Sword Sect, there is no one who can beat him, and he deserves to be the strongest. However, it has only been 300 years... everything has changed."

Zhang Jianlai couldn't help sighing, then came back to his senses, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Jianxin, for reminding you of those unhappy things."

"Don't worry about it, master." Ruan Jianxin shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if I don't remember the things in the past."

Zhang Jianlai nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Jian Xin, Master came to you suddenly tonight, because he actually wanted to ask you something."

Ruan Jianxin nodded and looked at his master.

Zhang Jianlai looked a little serious, and asked: "Today's competition during the day, what did you use later, who taught you?"

Ruan Jianxin's eyes were a little dazed, she recalled a moment, and said: "No one taught me, somehow... I learned it."

Zhang Jianlai's dignified expression tightened a little, and he asked, "Then...how did you learn it?"

"It's like usual, and I feel the way of the sword." Ruan Jianxin recalled seriously, and finally said: "It's nothing special."

Zhang Jianlai didn't speak any more, frowned, looked at Ruan Jianxin, his eyes were shining brightly, as if something was flowing in them, the sharp eyes seemed to penetrate Ruan Jianxin.

Ruan Jianxin dodged Zhang Jianlai's eyes uncomfortably.

"Don't move!"

Zhang Jianlai let out a low cry, scaring Ruan Jianxin to sit upright immediately, and looked at it for a long time before Zhang Jianlai looked away.

During the change of expression, he seemed to have aged a lot, sighed again, and took out the broken sword hilt.

"Originally, I didn't want to give it to you so early, Jian Xin, it's a bit too heavy for you. But this is your grandfather's last wish. As his fellow disciple, I can't go against it. You, as his Later generations can't disobey it, so..." Zhang Jianlai closed his eyes a little reluctantly, and handed the hilt to Ruan Jianxin: "Jianxin, take the hilt, your future may undergo major changes , the simple days of the past may never go back, you... think about it clearly, even if you refuse, Master will not blame you."

Ruan Jianxin lowered his head and looked at the things in front of him.

The hilt of the sword was wrapped in a piece of torn old cloth, and it was hard to see what it looked like, but a strange but friendly feeling made Ruan Jianxin understand what it was.

She raised her hand slowly and took the hilt of the sword.

"Since it's my life, I accept it. Master, don't worry, Jian Xin will always..." Before Ruan Jianxin could finish speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and his consciousness seemed to be in a haze: "Forever It's all..."

puff-

His body fell to the ground weakly, which startled Zhang Jianlai.This orthodox giant whose cultivation level reaches the sky and makes the demon sect fearful, is like an ordinary old man, hugging Ruan Jianxin in his arms in panic and worry.

"Kimshin! Kenshin!"

But no matter how he shook it, his disciple showed no sign of waking up, except that she was still holding the broken hilt in her hand, very tightly, very tightly...

......

——Where is this place?Why can't I move?Why... there is a very kind feeling?

— This is my heart, and this is your heart.

--Who are you?

——I am Ruan Jianxin.

——No, I am Ruan Jianxin!

—Yes, we all are, because... I am you and you are me.

220

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, dilapidated and depressed.When everything in front of him gradually became clear, Ruan Jianxin found himself in a strange place.

Broken hilts stood everywhere, broken, cracked, and rusty long swords stuck in the loose yellow sand like graves, one after another, with no end in sight.

Ruan Jianxin looked around, and picked up a relatively intact iron sword beside him. The sword immediately turned into a pile of iron sand and fell to the ground like sand that would disperse when touched.

She reluctantly slapped the dust off her hands, and murmured to herself, "...where is this?"

"Here, it is based on the dreams created in our hearts, which can be understood as our inner world."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded beside him, Ruan Jianxin turned around abruptly, drew a broken sword at random, and pointed at the speaker.

But when she saw the other person's appearance clearly, she was stunned for a moment.

Her delicate face showed a bit of indifference, and the high ponytail made her look full of heroism. The expression between her brows was a kind of stupid naivety, and the bright red collar on her neck was a bit dazzling.

I have the same face, the same dress, the same clothes... like the reflection in the mirror, everything is so similar to myself.The only difference... probably is the "Ruan Jianxin" in front of him, the agility in his eyes, and the frenzy that flashes from time to time.

"Ruan Jianxin" raised his hand, gently moved the sword in front of him, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, we are one, I can't hurt you, and you can't hurt me."

Ruan Jianxin frowned, his eyes showed distrust.

"Who are you and what is your purpose?"

"I am you. It's not my intention to appear here. It's because you came into contact with something that made us appear in this place."

"Ruan Jianxin" looked helpless, even aggrieved.

"I still want to ask you, what exactly did you encounter?"

Ruan Jianxin recalled it for a while, and muttered uncertainly: "Grandpa left... the sword soul hilt?"

"Ruan Jianxin" was stunned for a moment, an unknown light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled sweetly: "So it was the sword hilt left by grandpa, which made you fall into a deep sleep, and even I was taken from the depths of your consciousness." It was amazing to pull it out."

"Sleeping..." Ruan Jianxin frowned and asked, "How to get out?"