The sword has something to say

When the Emperor of Heaven returned to the Jiuwan Hall, there was only Tianjun Xianxin left in the hall.

"Who has been here?" The Heavenly Emperor noticed a trace of aura in the air that did not belong to Xianxin.

Xian Xin was putting away the teacup, when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Heavenly Emperor, saying: "Lingyang God Lord."

The Emperor of Heaven was taken aback, and sat down next to Xian Xin, wondering, "Why did he come to you?"

Xian Xin sighed, and poured the remaining half cup of tea in the cup into a fairy grass by the window, watching the fairy grass spread out its gleaming green leaves, shaking the branches and leaves in the wind, as if bowing to him.

"Come chat with me."

The Emperor of Heaven choked for a moment, his eyes were very complicated and unspeakable, and he said after a while: "I didn't know that you have such a good relationship with him."

"I'm also very surprised." Yuan Xin pressed the center of her brows, feeling a dull pain in her head.

The Emperor of Heaven stretched out his hand to hold Xian Xin in his arms, and pressed it on his shoulder: "Is it because of Ting Lan?"

"It's not all, you should understand the nature of the emperor, he will never get entangled in anything."

The Heavenly Emperor picked up a strand of blue silk from the Taoist couple's shoulders, and kissed it on his lips, while calming Xian Xin's emotions, he asked cautiously, "Why is that?"

Xian Xin was silent for a moment, and said: "He came to persuade me to have another life with Dijun."

Sure enough, the Emperor of Heaven was almost choked, and he said inexplicably, "What?"

"I don't think that's his real intention." Yuan Xin sighed faintly, sat up straight from the Heavenly Emperor's arms, and said seriously: "He must have encountered difficulties."

The Emperor of Heaven did not understand what difficulties needed to be solved in this way.

Xian Xin frowned slightly, after thinking for a long time, Fang raised his head and said to the Heavenly Emperor, "I think the Divine Lord may be pregnant."

Heavenly Emperor: "..."

Xian Xin pushed the Emperor of Heaven away, and said calmly, "Would you like to fetch two jars of wine for you?"

The Emperor of Heaven was so startled by his last words that he didn't even turn his head, he just asked in a daze, "What are you doing with the wine?"

"Wash sorrow."

"Xian Xin..." The Heavenly Emperor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pulled her back into his arms and hugged him, and said slowly: "Even if it's worry, it's worry for our little errand."

"Shenjun doesn't want to tell me directly. I just tried it a little, and he fled back to Lingyang Mountain."

The Heavenly Emperor sighed in his heart, got up and said: "But that is the blood of the Dragon Clan after all."

"Where are you going?" Yuan Xin asked.

"Catch that kid Feng Tinglan back and tie him up to Lingyang Mountain."

In the southern border of the Great Wilderness, there is a lake at the foot of Tianqi Mountain.

The lake is ice-blue, surrounded by snow-white snow, and occasionally a few snow cranes fly across the lake.

"This place is also called Xijian Lake." Ji Qingyun, dressed in white, looked at the lake from a distance.

Feng Tinglan took off the black gold-patterned cloak and put it on for him.

"Have you ever seen an immortal who is afraid of the cold?" Ji Qingyun lowered her eyes to look at the mysterious clothes on her shoulders.

"No, but it's always written like this in the storybooks. If I don't do this, it will be inconsiderate." Feng Tinglan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't remember when he had read such a messy storybook.

Ji Qingyun sat down cross-legged, with a faint blue spiritual power flowing around her body like water.

"Why is this place called Xijian Lake?" Feng Tinglan sat down with Ji Qingyun, looking at the scenery in the distance.

Ji Qingyun caught a ray of sword intent in the world here, closed her eyes and said softly: "Because there used to be a sword bathing here."

What kind of sword was that, Feng Tinglan looked at Ji Qingyun wonderingly.

"The master of heaven and earth, the most beautiful sword in the wilderness." Ji Qingyun raised his hand, and a faint sword intent floated from the lake, like a silver-white silk thread, slowly falling into his palm.

"Shi Yanxue."

Feng Tinglan watched Ji Qingyun treasure the sword intent contentedly, and said sourly: "Master, you took me all this way to find this place, just to see the place where Lingyang Shenjun took a bath before?"

"What? Isn't the scenery here beautiful?" Ji Qingyun asked back.

Feng Tinglan smiled wryly and said: "But Master, we have traveled all the way, Xichuan Ridge, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Beiju Luzhou, and even the southern border Tianqi, you are all looking for a little bit of sword intent left by the gods."

"This is the original intention of my trip." Ji Qingyun put away the sword intent she had found, and said, "Your Highness, I am a sword cultivator. Everything in the world is illusory to me, and only where the sword points is me." Where is the Dao heart."

"Master..." Feng Tinglan frowned, reached out and grabbed Ji Qingyun's wrist, not wanting him to continue talking.

Ji Qingyun seemed unable to see Feng Tinglan's resistance, and continued: "Your Highness, sword cultivators love swords, it's only right and proper."

Feng Tinglan was suffocated, and frowned, "Master, you shouldn't call me Your Highness, you never called me that before."

"You shouldn't call me master, I don't have an apprentice like you at all." Ji Qingyun said directly.

The ice-blue lake is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflections of the two people. People who are very close can be so far away.

Ji Qingyun stood up, the hem of his clothes swept Qiongxue like sand, he stood with his hands behind his back: "Your Highness, do you really not believe what I said, or are you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid." Feng Tinglan closed his eyes to hide the emotions in them, and said calmly.

"You're afraid that if you're not even me, then you really won't be able to find that person again." Ji Qingyun took the black cloak from her waist and put it in Feng Tinglan's hands: "You just don't want to let it go. "

"Master." Feng Tinglan called out stubbornly.

Ji Qingyun's brows and eyes were much gentler, and she said softly: "It's okay, no one in this world has no obsession. Since I promised Your Highness not to leave, then I will not leave. I will stay with Your Highness until you let go or give up."

Feng Tinglan wanted to say something more, but his words paused, and a touch of divine thought smashed into his sea of ​​consciousness from a long distance away.The angry voice of the Emperor of Heaven exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Feng Tinglan, don't go back to Lingyang Mountain to hatch your eggs!"

Feng Tinglan was blown out of his wits, and the voice of the Emperor of Heaven echoed in his mind for a long time.

"Master, master..." Feng Tinglan supported Ji Qingyun's arm to stand firm, and said in shock, "I have to go to Lingyang Mountain."

Ji Qingyun's eyes lit up: "What are you going to Lingyang Mountain for? I'll go too."

Feng Tinglan's pale lips moved, his mind buzzed, and he said after a while, "Go... go hatch the eggs."

The lake was shaken, and the snow around the lake was blowing up with the strong wind. Ji Qingyun suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, so she gasped and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "What did you say?"

Feng Tinglan's mind was full of porridge, and he was dizzy when Ji Qingyun clasped his shoulders, and whispered to himself: "Shi Yanxue...Shi Yanxue has my child...Wait, Master, what are you doing with the sword? ?Don't……"

Half an hour later, Feng Tinglan put on a bag, grabbed Ji Qingyun's sleeve and said, "Master, don't be angry."

Ji Qingyun gave Feng Tinglan a cold look, and said, "Let's go to Lingyang Mountain."