The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

Practicing the way of the sword has always been a painful and difficult path.

Nan Huaimu is patient and can endure hardships.

At first, she just wanted to repay the kindness of the steamed bun, but after being discovered by the elders in the mountain to have the potential of cultivating Taoism, she followed Xunyang closely and refined her spiritual consciousness into a sword.

It's a pity that the good times don't last long. Although one has to be pure-hearted and ascetic as a school of Taoism, in the final analysis, there is no place that can be free from disputes.

Xunyang has taken in a total of three apprentices, all of whom are poor girls, and Nan Huaimu is the third one, who stole everyone's limelight as soon as he came - the elder sister thinks that no one can compare to them in terms of pity Nan Huaimu's, after all, encountered something that was almost eaten by his own family, which is too unreasonable.

So the senior sister and the second senior sister began to be wary of Nan Huaimu, for fear that things that should belong to them would be robbed.

Later, it intensified and the bullying came to the fore.

Nan Huaimu is not one to swallow his anger. If he is wronged, he will definitely take revenge.But the time she stayed in Qinglong Mountain was too short, few people knew her, when the elders asked the reason of the incident, the good words were overwhelmingly inclined to the two senior sisters.

Under such circumstances, Nan Huaimu had no choice but to practice kendo even more hard, and from the original love to join in the fun, he became a taciturn character.

——Because she learned everything from Xun Yang, even the indifferent expression, she learned [-]% to [-]%.

Facts have proved that she is the most successful one among the children of Qinglong Mountain.

In 800 years, there are not many monks who can step into the foundation building, keep their appearance, and continuously refine and advance.

Those who had bullied her, some couldn't survive the long years, secretly went down the mountain to have fun, relying on the cow hair they learned to be a magic stick, and some made no progress for many years, fell into a demon, or just fell into it happily one day reincarnation.

Qinglong Mountain was deserted for a while, and then became lively again.

The excitement came from Nan Huaimu.

One night, she was suddenly called by the punishment hall, saying that she had betrayed her master.After explaining the matter, she suddenly realized that she was framed by the elder sister for stealing the master's celestial artifact and colluding with the cult, and took out the imaginary memory spar as evidence.

Nan Huaimu never bothered to do this kind of thing, she made some excuses, but no one paid any attention to her.She can only pin her hopes on Xunyang, hoping that Xunyang can clear up her grievances.

However, Xun Yang seemed to disdain her.

During the few days of the judgment, Xun Yang came out of the cave only once, and looked at Nan Huaimu with indifferent eyes, and asked whether he had really done something against the righteous way.

Nan Huaimu's heart was ashamed when she got that look. She felt that she didn't get the slightest attention from Xun Yang for her years of dedication.

In fact, she has always had selfishness towards Xunyang.

This kind of selfishness originated from the first meeting, fermented in the demeanor of each guidance, and in the daily bit by bit, like a stream flowing into a river, it became more and more violent.

Until this fierceness was frozen by the cruelty of one of them.

Nan Huaimu secretly doubted her state of mind, and felt that Xun Yang was her master, and she had delusional thoughts in her heart, so she was punished.

The head of the Punishment Hall was worried that Xun Yang would come in to interfere, but when he found out that Xun Yang had done nothing, he let go and sentenced Nan Huaimu to the heaviest punishment.

Nan Huaimu received the punishment without saying a word, as repaying the kindness of nurturing for these years.

She was deprived of her spiritual roots and expelled from Qinglong Mountain.

Before leaving, Xunyang came to see her again.

Still looks expressionless.

Nan Huaimu has long been used to seeing it. He used to be happy, but now he is confused.She didn't understand how her heart would be broken because of this trivial matter.

Fortunately, I have thick skin and flesh, so even if I break my head in the mud, I will be able to recover.

She and Xunyang stood and looked at each other quietly. After Nan Huaimu thought about it for a while, she had a little understanding, so she said goodbye and knelt down to thank her teacher.Xunyang looked at her in a deep voice, and after looking at her for a while, he also turned and left.

Nan Huaimu left, carrying a stigma and a broken body, walking out of the mountain pass sadly with his back straight.

That elder sister still didn't think it was enough, she followed her all the way after leaving the mountain, and when she was far away from Qinglong Mountain, she stood up and mocked Nan Huaimu.

This senior sister is about 60 or [-] years old, her face is full of wrinkles. She knew that her path of cultivation was coming to an end, so she secretly swore that before she died, she would let Nan Huaimu know that cultivation is not so easy.

Now, she has succeeded.

Nan Huaimu became useless, not to mention an old man with cultivation, even a newborn baby could punch her twice.

The elder sister was overjoyed, and took the Taoism she had learned, and applied it to Nan Huaimu completely.

Fortunately, Nan Huaimu still had some magic weapons in his hands, so he just managed to escape from the hands of the mentally corrupt senior sister.

She stumbled, thinking that she might end her life here, and there was no possibility of surviving.

But from nowhere came a sense of warmth.

Nan Huaimu thought it was his own illusion.

——She had given up struggling, lay flat on an open space, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, she saw the scene when she saw Master for the first time again.Immediately afterwards, there was a wind and frost in the dream, and ice cubes smashed on her body frantically.

What she could never forget finally became a lingering thing, branded in her heart, and the stored energy appeared in the dream.

Nan Huaimu finally woke up from the cold.

She opened her eyes and found that there was pitch blackness in front of her eyes, she raised her strength again, her body was as empty as before.Only then did he recall that he had already become a person whose spiritual root had been abolished.

There was a burst of sweet smell around.

Nan Huaimu was sad, and felt that there seemed to be a figure shaking around him.

After that, the cold porcelain was pressed against her lips, and she heard a somewhat hoarse female voice say, "Drink water."

Nan Huaimu opened her mouth obediently, and the warm water flowed into her abdomen, which made her feel much better.

The figure started to move again, making the sound of Kuang Tang in his hands, he didn't know where he went, but he came back soon.

Nan Huaimu waited for a long time before slowly making a disjointed voice: "Thank you."

She knew that this person must have saved her, and guessed that this was a small farm village, and this person was a girl from a farm family, so she had such a kind heart.

The emotion of being treated coldly by the master came to my mind again.

Nan Huaimu thought to himself, after finally repaying the cause and effect of the master, but owed the cause and effect here.

In the past, she would give a sword to keep this family safe for the rest of her life, but now, she can only lie on the bed with her blind eyes open, relying entirely on the tip of her nose and ears to distinguish movement.

Such a self-

Nan Huaimu laughed at himself.

The corner of his mouth just moved, but there were cold fingers pressing on it.

Nan Huaimu was in a good mood, and stretched out his hand to touch those hands. The hands were delicate and smooth, not as rough as other farmers.

She took that hand, pressed it to her cheek, and said with a smile: "How can I be so cold-resistant, but fortunately my face is hot, so let me warm you up."

The hand froze for a moment, then relaxed, and softly pressed against Nan Huaimu's face.

Nan Huaimu chatted with her and asked the girl's name.

After a long silence, the man said, "Chun Bao."

Nan Huaimu grinned: "It's really cute. My name is Nan Huaimu, but this is also a name that was given later. Before the name was changed, it was somewhat similar to yours."

Chun Bao's tone softened: "I know."

"How do you know my common name?" Nanhuai Mudang Chunbao continued, "I'm in trouble now, probably not many years ago. If you don't dislike me, I will live with you. Is it okay to be a handyman?"

Chunbao agreed.

Nan Huaimu put his palm on the back of Chunbao's hand, closed his eyes and said, "If you don't let me down, I will treat you with all my heart and soul."

With a deep voice, there was a muffled grief and indignation in his chest.

This word is spoken to the people of the past, and it is also spoken to the people of the present.Nan Huaimu knew that he was shameless, and the only thing he could repay others was sincerity.