Dont look at me!I'm just a melon!

At the end of the darkness is a piece of fire that seems far away, but this reference object is too ethereal, and Bai Shaochuan can't judge how far the distance between them is.Step by step towards the direction of the fire, but still failed to see that the fire has a tendency to enlarge or approach.

There was absolute darkness all around, and the monk's powerful night vision ability was completely useless at this time.The cold air permeated the boundless darkness, obviously without deliberate targeting, but it still made Bai Shaochuan's hair stand on end.

It is the instinctive fear of human beings in the dark, and the panic of the unknown.Even now that he has become stronger, Bai Shaochuan still cannot restrain this instinct.

Fortunately and unfortunately, Cangcang was always by his side, chattering anxiously.There was no point in the words, but it relieved Bai Shaochuan's nervous tension.

Cang Cang seemed to be really isolated by his divine consciousness, as a sword spirit who lived with the sword, he couldn't even have the slightest connection with the Potian Canglan Sword.Even at this time, the Sky Breaking Canglan Sword is in Bai Shaochuan's hands.

At this time, Cangcang seemed to have become an independent individual. Although he still belonged to the state of the sword spirit, he could only rely on his own strength to act, and he couldn't even be possessed by the sword.

Unable to judge the time in the darkness, Bai Shaochuan only felt that he had walked for a long time, and finally saw that the fire began to gradually enlarge, gradually lighting up the darkness that seemed to be nothingness.

However, the place that was illuminated was only coated with a layer of orange halo, and the surrounding area was still nothingness, nothing existed.

Clenching the sword in his hand, Bai Shaochuan pursed his lips and stepped up his pace.

Cangcang, who had been keeping close to Bai Shaochuan, suddenly froze, conspicuously two steps behind him.Bai Shaochuan looked back, and saw that Cangcang's black eyes were stained with a strange red light.

"Master, there is a very strong aura ahead." At this time, Cangcang became a little strange, as if he was reminding him, but he seemed to be inexplicably excited.

Bai Shaochuan paused, but he didn't seem to hear her words. He just tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something.

In the haze, there is a melodious singing voice that floats from far and near. I can't hear what it is singing, but it keeps attracting people to listen, and I can't recover and pay attention to other things.

The singing voice was long and lingering, and every word and every sentence was indistinct, yet unconsciously sketched out all kinds of scenes in his mind.

It seems to be lingering and sad, it seems to be tender and full of knots, and it seems to be heartbroken.

Bai Shaochuan and Cangcang, who were wrapped in darkness together, looked at each other face to face, but their eyes were equally blurred.Cangcang's body in the spirit state became more and more transparent, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"Where is Zhao Che!" The Sky Breaking Canglan Sword pointed directly at the side of the neck of the person opposite, as long as the answer did not meet his expectations, it could break open the skin and take the person's life at any time.

The person on the opposite side had a calm expression, and his tone was calm, as if it was someone else who was walking on the edge of life and death: "The soul is broken, and it is difficult to find traces in the three thousand mortal worlds."

The dull pain spread from the chest to the whole body, the hand holding the sword gradually tightened, the skin cracked and pierced the palm, the blood slid down the arm, staining the white sleeve of the robe: "You know how to find him." Every word is as heavy as a thousand Jun, with unquestionable certainty.Desperate with a blind thirst for answers.

"Yes, I know." The man looked at him calmly, as if anticipating his question: "If you want to find him, you have to abandon your fairy body and fall into the mortal world, looking for traces in thousands of reincarnations. Otherwise, the fairy Different ways, even if you pass by, you can’t perceive it.”

Abandon... the fairy body?

For a long time, he lost his perception of time.Before meeting him, the only word in endless life was cultivation.From weak to strong, to the pinnacle that no one can match.There is only one word left for strength and power.

So, is it worth giving up?

worth it.for him.

All the blood on the white jade steps has long been wiped away by time, and no one remembers how many immortal bloods have been dyed on it.

The last bit of hesitation in my heart dissipated, my eyes lightly closed, and I jumped up.

Through layers of barriers, the pain of the fairy bones being peeled off, the pain of the flesh being squeezed and crushed.

does it worth?worth it.As long as... I can still meet him.

Memories were pulled away, dreams unfolded like scrolls, and a brand new life was recorded page by page.Newborns, young children, juveniles, teenagers, babbling, toddler, reading and writing, advanced practice.

Everything is slowly poured into my mind like other people's stories.

A young man who became famous and talented.Step by step, he has become a sword master that people look up to, making countless people look up to him like a god, and they are discouraged.

It's just... something has been missing.

That shadow that has always existed in my mind... who is it?

Open up caves, and accumulate precious treasures that everyone covets but dare not touch rashly, but they don't want to take a second look.

Want to... keep it, leave it for someone to see.Show off with a little flair and let him see what he has.According to his temperament, I am afraid he will be very happy.

Looking at the cave house with picturesque mountains and rivers, the man in the splendid white robe frowned and smiled lightly, but suddenly became dazed.

So, who is he?

Looking sideways, there is a strong aura in the medicine field, and a purple leaf wrapped in milky white fruit is shaking gently.

At that moment, a feeling like a warm current flowed into my heart, washing away all doubts and anxiety.

Did I... find you?

The memory suddenly broke, and it seemed that something forcibly erased it.He clearly felt that something was wrong, but he had no clue at all.

Looking up, the dense forest of ancient trees is somewhat familiar.Follow the guidance of instinct and stay in a place that is indistinguishable from the surroundings.

Waving his sleeves, it was as if the barrier hidden in mid-air had been torn apart. On the other side of the barrier, there was a familiar and friendly scene.

The moment he stepped in, fury swept through his chest.Betrayal and disobedience came so suddenly, it aroused the murderous thoughts hidden in my heart.

The medicine field was destroyed, and the small and delicate purple leaves withered and curled, but they still tried their best to wrap the milky white fruit in it.It's just that the fruit that was supposed to be crystal clear and plump has long been dry and wrinkled, losing its original vitality.

He had cared for the little fruit for thousands of years, but was uprooted and his life was completely destroyed.

"come out!"

"Master." The sword spirit that appeared out of nowhere smiled mischievously and cheerfully, as if waiting for his praise: "This thing has misled the master's state of mind. Destroying it will allow the master to practice with peace of mind and ascend as soon as possible."

Drawing the sword for the last time in his life, he exhausted all his spiritual power, exhausted all his anger and violence.

The sword spirit's body swayed slightly and gradually became transparent.

"Master... why did you destroy me..." The aggrieved and sad expression aroused pity, but it couldn't arouse the sword bearer's emotions.

The sword destroys the soul, and the melodious and lingering singing resounds in the ears, like weeping and complaining.

You ruined him, why should I keep you in this world.Even if it's me...what's the point of surviving?

"Wake up!" A familiar voice suddenly rang in my ears, shattering all the images.

Bai Shaochuan suddenly opened his eyes, and instantly recovered from his trance.

Cangcang heaved a sigh of relief, and walked around Bai Shaochuan, speaking anxiously: "Did the master just also be brought into the illusion?"

"Illusion?" Bai Shaochuan frowned and thought about it, and wanted to refuse, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It's an illusion!" Cangcang affirmed, "Even I can influence an illusion."

As a sword spirit, without body and soul, he should not be disturbed by any illusion.But just now...

Cangcang couldn't help shivering when he thought that in that illusion, he had actually betrayed his master and personally destroyed the most important Honglan fruit of his master.

If it really did this back then, I am afraid that its fate will not be much better than in the illusion...

Thinking of this, Cangcang immediately raised his hand and swore: "Everything just now was an illusion, and Cangcang betrayed his master in the illusion only when he was controlled! Cangcang never thought of destroying Honglan Fruit, nor Let the master suffer!" The small expression was very serious, for fear that if he was too slow, his master would be furious.

Bai Shaochuan focused his eyes, looked at Cangcang for a while, then turned his gaze back to the place where the fire was like: "It seems that the illusion we experienced has something to do with it."

"Ah?" Cangcang didn't know why, and he didn't expect that his quick confession just now might get angry.

"I seem to see in the illusion that you destroyed the Honglan fruit and cut off Xiaoxiao's life." Bai Shaochuan looked sideways at it, and his tone was flat as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

"What... what?" Cangcang realized something was wrong, "How is this possible!"

Bai Shaochuan was facing the light source with his hands behind his back, and smiled softly: "It is impossible to lead you as a sword spirit into the illusion. There seems to be something interesting in front of you."

Cangcang was shaken by this smile, and kept silent, not daring to say any more.

On the contrary, Bai Shaochuan was thoughtful: "What is the reason why the friend in front tried so hard to lure you to betray me in the illusion?" After thinking about it, he smiled and narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm afraid... its purpose...is you. "

"Me?" Cangcang didn't know why.

Seeing this, Bai Shaochuan nodded and smiled, and walked towards the light source calmly.

The sword spirit will betray the master, but it must be under the situation that the evil spirit of the sword cannot be suppressed.But the Potian Canglan Sword is closely related to him, as if it belonged to him from birth, so how could this happen?

If he hadn't tried his best to fabricate this impossible illusion, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to notice the difference.Otherwise, how could that loud shout alone wake him up when he was completely in an illusion?

With such a clumsy and rough strategy, it seems that he has chosen the most stupid method without any plans.I want him to take the initiative to doubt his sword spirit, so as to abandon the Sky-breaking Canglan Sword.

sword?What's the secret?Why bother trying to win?

Who was the voice that woke him up?

That voice...is very familiar...

But among the people he knew, there was absolutely no one who could achieve this level of cultivation.

Friend or foe?

Bai Shaochuan smiled playfully, and lightly tapped the hilt with the hand holding the sword.

Ahead... there seems to be something interesting waiting for him...