My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

"Everyone in the world knows that swords give birth to knowledge, knowledge lives, and spirits give birth to souls. Those who give birth to sword souls are immortal weapons in swords, and they are immortal swords."

"However, there are billions of swords in the world, but none of the swords can awaken sword consciousness. Because most of the nameless swords are not valued by people. If people don't raise swords, how can swords give birth to sword consciousness?"

A young man in plain shirt with scars on his face sat on the ground, the night wind gusts from the top of the peak, and the young man's hair flutters.

He held a very ordinary long sword in his hand, "And my disciple treats the sword with sincerity, and is willing to listen to the sound of the sword in the world, and to live with the sword in the world. One day, I will be the sword, and the sword will be me."

Jing Yue suddenly woke up from the memory, he pushed open the window of the dormitory, looking at the cold moonlight, perhaps because of today's understanding of swordsmanship, he suddenly remembered what the second disciple Yiwang said to him ten thousand years ago.

At that time everyone in the Frost Cloud Sect knew that Yiwang was a sword idiot, but it is a pity that there are still swords in the world, but there are no people...

He then thought of the Canglan Sword that was destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation in his previous life. The sword had already come to life.

"Ugh……"

Jing Yue sighed softly and melted into the night.

In the twilight of the next morning, Jingyue people had already arrived at the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

But at this moment, the door of the Jiange was open. He was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously swept it with his divine sense, but he didn't find anyone in the Jiange.

Jing Yue walked in in confusion, and when he passed Zhu Sha, he could feel the joy of the long sword.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Zhu Sha's sword box, when suddenly someone said: "The junior sister of that swordsman was killed by the enemy of the Liu family, and the other party slaughtered the entire family of the Liu family, it was already too late when he arrived."

"Later, he spent 13 years refining a slaying sword. As the name suggests, he killed 170 or [-] of his enemies, even infants. The swordsman's methods were so cruel that he was regarded by the righteous people in the world. For the devil, trying to unite to destroy him, or trying to snatch his killing sword."

"Unfortunately, the swordsman has since disappeared, and this sword has somehow flowed into this world."

Qin Yanzhi looked solemn and pious: "This sword is a mortal sword, but it is more than mortal, which shows the skill of the sword maker."

Seeing his attitude, Jing Yue was quite shaken in his heart, and said in a daze, "So that's how it is."

Qin Yanzhi glanced at him slowly, stroked Zhu Sha's sword case, and said, "It likes you."

After saying this sentence, he left Jiange.

It wasn't until Qin Yanzhi's back disappeared into the morning light that Jing Yue came back to his senses, and immediately took out the killing.The blade of the sword trembled slightly, conveying joy and making him smile.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and his scalp went numb instantly!

——Qin Yanzhi was clearly in the Jiange just now, but he missed it in his spiritual sweep?This is impossible!

Unless...unless Qin Yanzhi's aura is integrated with the sword aura, he is the sword, and the sword is him!

It took Jing Yue a long time to calm down his ups and downs. Unexpectedly, ten thousand years later, he would be lucky enough to meet such an astonishingly talented swordsman. If he forgets it, he will definitely become a close friend with Qin Yanzhi!

pity……

Jing Yue shook his head, put down the killing, and picked up a sword on the second shelf.

Once the method is found, it is only a matter of time before the sword is known.

On this day, Jingyue got acquainted with two more swords, and adding Zhu Sha made him three.It seems that the speed is extremely slow, and the goal of knowing more than 3 swords in a year seems to be far away, but Jing Yue can feel that he is more intimate with the sword, and he can confirm that the whole spirit body makes it easier for him to communicate with the sword.

In his previous life, he was no different from ordinary people, and he dismissed the Wuming Sword, thinking that since he has the supreme sword technique, he should match the supreme sword.Now that I think about it, he is really ordinary in swordsmanship, even if he lives for thousands of years, he is still not as thorough as the younger generation.

He was glad that he came to Jiutian Academy, that he chose the way of swordsmanship, and that he met Qin Yanzhi.

Jing Yue is looking forward to it, how much will he gain when he knows all the hidden swords in the Jiange a year later?

In the evening, he went back to the dormitory, and Lan Feng, who had been wandering outside for two days, also came back.I saw it was lying down, its footsteps were flimsy, its mouth was singing from time to time, and its expression was fascinated.

If it wasn't for its juvenile body, Jing Yue really wondered which good chicken it just bullied.

"Which family is this pretty man from? Hiccup~"

There was a smell of alcohol, which made Jing Yue extremely suspicious, did it really not bully Liangjia chicken?But soon he knew that what Lan Feng would do would only be bolder!

"Ah Jing! Great news!!" Meng Shan rushed in like a gust of wind, "Wu Dao Zhenren's fine wine was stolen by a blue-feathered chick, and that chicken molested the mountain chief again by being drunk!"

Jing Yue:? ? ? ! !

Meng Shan looked at Lan Feng complicatedly, "...Is it it?"

Jing Yue said righteously: "No!"

Lan Feng: "Hi~~~"

"..."

Jing Yue: "Hey, tell me what's going on first? Lan, that blue chicken, how did you moles Qin Zhenjun?"

Meng Shan: "Have you heard that the real person of the Five Paths who taught us talismans has a gourd that never leaves his body. There are formations engraved on the gourd, which can absorb moisture from the outside world and brew fine wine in the pot. The real person will come to a pot every day. As soon as he took out the gourd today, he heard a student begging for an audience. When he came back, the gourd on the table had been poured out, and there was not even a drop of wine left in the pot, but he didn’t even see him. .”

Jing Yue: "Then how do you know it's Little Blue Chicken?"

Meng Shan carefully glanced at Jing Yue, "Later, later, Shan Zhang was walking on the road, and a little blue chicken flew out from nowhere, smelling of alcohol, and tore Shan Zhang's chest with one paw."

Jing Yue took a deep breath, thought for a while and said, "It can't be Jiji, it can't get close to Qin Zhenjun's body at all."

Meng Shan: "Well, I couldn't get close at first, but the head of the mountain was stunned for a moment and didn't make a move, so... I think he might see that the chicken is your favorite pet..."

After all, the ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect raised a rare little blue chicken, which has already spread throughout the Nine Heavens Academy.

Jing Yue was speechless for a while, as long as he imagined the scene a little bit, and then thought about Qin Yanzhi's cold face, he would explode on the spot!

Early the next morning, Lan Feng woke up from a sweet dream. Just as she was about to fly outside to take a breath of fresh air and sing a song, she found herself chained by an iron chain.

Lanfeng: Chirp?

"Hmph, such a broken chain also wants to entangle Benfeng?"

Lan Feng raised her claws disdainfully, and was about to break free, when she heard its scene and suddenly said: "If you dare to break free, I will pack you up and send you back to the Cold Cloud Sect, so that Yiye can play with you."

Lan Feng's eyes widened in horror, the original bean eyes became... still bean eyes, and he said with a broken heart: "Jingjing, why are you doing this to me!"

Jing Yue looked at Lan Feng silently, and the scenes from yesterday echoed in his mind.He never expected that Lan Feng would be more courageous and stronger in throwing up his drunken madness, no wonder he could tear Qin Yanzhi's clothes!

Meng Shan was scratched several times by it, and left in the morning with a resentful face.And him?Lan Feng didn't scratch him, but he was exhausted trying to catch Lan Feng, and he was afraid that using spells would really hurt it, so much so that he almost destroyed the dormitory!

After a long time, he asked, "Is Wu Daoist's wine good?"

Some fragments flashed through Lan Feng's mind, and he turned his head guiltily, pretending to be ignorant: "You, what do you mean?"

Jing Yue: "...you lost your memory, right? Okay, think again."

He took the Xiao Canglan Sword and walked out, before leaving the door, he turned his head and said: "Don't let me find out that you have unlocked it, otherwise...you understand."

Lan Feng: "..." I don't understand! !

"Why is the small black house swollen and broken?", "What kind of experience is it like to be imprisoned by the owner?", "My owner has turned black!", "Will it hurt when the whip is whipped?", "Is it really good to be dripped with wax oil?"

For a moment, the heartbroken Jiji fell into deep thought.

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Rouge: I am very tolerant of your pet...

Jing Jing (pretending not to hear): Jiji, you are really brave!

Lan Feng: Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp~