How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

Demon Realm, Qianhui Peak.

Zhan Yiyun didn't know what the name represented, but the group of people chasing them didn't take a step forward until they reached the stone tablet engraved with the words "Qianhuifeng".They even glanced this way a few times, and finally they all shook their heads and sighed and went back the same way.

It felt like they had stepped into some terrible forbidden area.

Without any hesitation, Zhan Yiyun gritted his teeth and transformed into a human form the moment Duan Shuize fell down.It's not very good to say that, but it's because fortunately he just killed two people, and he is so energetic that he doesn't worry about accidentally turning back into a sword by accident.

After carefully laying Duan Shuize flat, Zhan Yiyun reached out to take out the universe bag that he had been digging out from his arms.But after reaching in and touching for a long time, I couldn't touch anything.

Damn it shouldn't be like this!If you can't find another medicine section, Mizusawa must have gained and lost blood here.

Zhan Yiyun was so panic-stricken that he reached into the Qiankun bag and fumbled randomly, the more he couldn't touch the things, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious his movements became, the more chaotic his movements became, and when he was about to pierce the small cloth bag, his shoulder He was suddenly photographed twice.

Breathing stagnantly, Zhan Yiyun suddenly turned his head, and moved forward a little while scrambling, only to see clearly the appearance of the person behind him in a panic——

The old man with white beard and hair squinted his eyes, the skin on his face was loosely piled together, and there was a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth. Perhaps because of his age, he bent his waist slightly, and held the long sword behind his back with both hands , but at a glance, I don't feel any fear.

But Zhan Yiyun is not stupid, just because this person can quietly appear behind him, it is enough to prove how strong he is.

He backed up again, and stopped until his heels were close to Duan Shuize, and asked, "Are you..."

"I'm Demon Cultivator, my home is here, you hang around my door for a long time, I have to take a look." The old man still smiled kindly, and raised his finger to the cloth bag that Zhan Yiyun had been holding tightly in his hand: "You need spiritual power or demon energy to open something. Your dantian is broken, and it's just an empty bag in your hand."

Zhan Yiyun was stunned for a moment, and the movement of digging in his hand stopped.

Seeing him like this, the old man also took a step towards this side: "The kid is seriously injured, you don't have to be so guarded against me, after all, now, the only one who can save him is me, right?"

The old man said that he had already stood in front of Zhan Yiyun.

Zhan Yiyun twitched his lips, and moved his feet out of the way.

He bowed deeply to the old man, and said earnestly: "Please, senior, you must save him, great kindness..."

"Don't worry, I won't let him die." The old man interrupted Zhan Yiyun's bluffing without changing his expression, squatted down beside Duan Shuize, stretched out his hand while taking things out of his arms, and continued He whispered to himself, "I still have something to ask him."

……

When Duan Shuize opened his eyes, it was already the afternoon of the third day.The old man gave him a simple bandage and then took people to his house.

The room is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room. The furniture is all made of ancient wood, and there is nothing special about it.On the contrary, the bed where Duan Shuize was lying was quite spacious, which could also allow him to heal his injuries with peace of mind.

During the three days, the old man didn't enter this room except to change his dressing, and he didn't even take the initiative to talk to Zhan Yiyun who stayed by the bed every step of the way.It wasn't until Duan Shuize's red eyes opened again that he opened his mouth and said one step ahead of Zhan Yiyun, "Little friend, you are finally awake."

Hearing this voice, Duan Shuize obviously didn't come back to his senses, he stared at the old man's face with wide phoenix eyes for a long time, then shook his lips and said: "Thank you, senior, for your help."

As he said this, his eyes looked to the side in panic again, and when his gaze touched Zhan Yiyun, he let out a sigh of relief.

Zhan Yiyun stretched out his hand to hold Duan Shuize's right hand, which was tightly wrapped in gauze, and said softly, "I'm here."

Duan Shuize smiled, shook Zhan Yiyun's hand slightly, and then turned his gaze back to the old man.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about Duan Shuize's distraction just now.Seeing him looking over, he opened his mouth again: "Little friend, look at the clothes you were wearing before, are you from Tianchen?"

Never expecting that this question would be the first to be asked, Duan Shuize was taken aback for a moment, although he was puzzled, he still admitted with a blank face: "This junior is a disciple of the Tianchen sect, no, it should be said that he was... "

The old man nodded, the smile on his face deepened, and he put the long sword that he had been carrying behind his back with both hands on his lap, and he continued: "You have become a demon, I am afraid that you will be expelled from the sect." Right. Also, who is your master?"

Duan Shuize pursed his lips, with a hint of sadness on his face: "Master's Taoist name is Qingpu."

The old man was taken aback, apparently unfamiliar with his answer, but he laughed again after a while: "Qing Pu, Qing Pu, why did this kid give himself such an elegant name, if it wasn't for my memory , I’m afraid I’ve forgotten the name.”

Duan Shuize was startled, there are not a few Taoist cultivators who know the master's real name, but this is the first time he heard that a demonic cultivator knew it.And seeing his tone...

Seems to be quite familiar with Master?

"Dare to ask senior, you are..."

Before he could ask this question, the old man threw a question back again.Only this time the kind smile on his face disappeared completely, and the eyes that had been squinting opened slightly, he said: "Why did you become a demon? For power? For the love of children? Or to get out of this body faster? Mortal?"

This series of questions came to him suddenly, and Mizusawa didn't know how to answer for a while.He stared at the old man's red eyes that were the same as his own for a long time before he squeezed out four words——

"Become a demon for the sword."

The old man nodded.His eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.He laughed and said, "Did you know that if you didn't say this answer, you would be dead here now?"

After speaking, he turned to Zhan Yiyun, who sat quietly for a long time and couldn't interrupt, but continued to ask: "Is he the sword that made you willing to become a demon?"

This time, not only Duan Shuize, but even Zhan Yiyun was at a loss for words.The four staring eyes stared blankly at the old man, but did not respond for a long time.

The old man was not angry, instead he laughed "haha": "Don't lie to me with excuses, I saw this little boy transform from a sword into a human with my own eyes. Even if I didn't see it, I I'm not so foolish as to believe that with your level of cultivation, you can rush here without a weapon and with a broken dantian, avoiding the group of miscellaneous fish at the door."

People say it so bluntly, and it seems impossible to make up another reason.Duan Shuize clenched his hand again, and then responded: "He is the sword spirit, my sword-turned spirit."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, and then he opened his mouth again, the same question that was interrupted by the old man just now, he said: "Dare to ask senior, who are you?"

This time the old man didn't answer the question again.He raised his hand and twirled the white beard that grew to his chest, and said with a smile: "My name is Chu Feng, and I am the senior brother of that brat He Ran. From this calculation, I should be your senior uncle."

Duan Shuize was taken aback for a moment, but it was the first time he heard that Master had a brother Demon Cultivator.Knocking his lips up and down twice, he continued to ask involuntarily: "Then you also forged a magic sword..."

"No." Chu Feng shook his head and interrupted Duan Shuize's guess: "You have to know that there are only a few people with your luck who have been in the sword cultivator for thousands of years, but those who are willing to fall into the devil for the sword, you still have to do it." It’s really the first one. I also thought that if the reason for your falling into the devil wasn’t it, I would have cleared the door for my junior brother.”

"What I forged is the Heavenly Sword, and it is also the best Heavenly Sword among the three realms." He said, the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.Raising his hand, he handed the long sword in his hand to Zhan Yiyun, and continued: "Little baby, help me see, does it have spirit?"

Being called out like this, Zhan Yiyun immediately lowered his head, the long sword in Chu Feng's hand was not out of its sheath, and on the wooden scabbard was carved a wandering dragon that was somewhat similar to the pattern on He Ran's sword, and circled around a few more The iron ring is not exquisite, but it is also majestic.

After watching this for a long time, apart from admiring the scabbard, not to mention the sword spirit, I didn't even see the body of the sword.

Zhan Yiyun opened his lips, and just wanted him to draw out his sword to have a look, but there was a sudden change in front of him——

The scabbard gradually became transparent, revealing the long sword inside.

The moment he saw the blade of the sword, Zhan Yiyun was stunned.Staring blankly at Duan Shuize who was still blank, he finally understood that he seemed to be the only one who saw the look just now.

Chu Feng's voice sounded again, but what brought these expectations even more was deep worry: "How is it?"

Zhan Yiyun turned his eyes back to the old man's face, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.He said softly: "Senior, that sword..."

"Forget it, you'd better stop talking." Chu Feng interrupted him suddenly, and stood up along the way, like a dragon who only let people touch Nilin and didn't know how to get angry. The sword hid behind his back, and he said: "Don't tell me, people should think a little bit before they can live."

"He hasn't healed from this injury yet, you guys should rest first, and we can talk about it when he gets better."

After saying this, without waiting for the two of them to say anything else, Chu Feng turned and left the room.

Duan Shuize gently squeezed Zhan Yiyun's hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Yiyun shook his head, but when he opened his mouth, he felt an indescribable soreness in his throat: "It's nothing, just leave it alone."

Duan Shuize looked at him suspiciously, but obediently stopped asking.

Zhan Yiyun took a deep breath, and looked at the direction where Chu Feng was leaving.

That person didn't let him speak out, but he already knew it clearly——

The sword in his hand was broken.