How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

Zhan Yiyun curled his lips, too lazy to continue to think about this kind of question that can't give a correct answer, he retracted his gaze and moved his somewhat stiff limbs in place, then drooped his head again, and started to think Another, more important question—

Transformation.

He didn't want to admit it at all, but in the less than an hour of being transformed into a human form, he actually felt that the body that had been used for 20 years was not as comfortable as when it was used as a sword.

He tried his best to ignore this perception, but the increasingly clear discomfort still made people more irritable from the bottom of his heart. It was like God patted his head and smiled and told him, "You can be at ease in this life. Sword bar" is equally distressing.

Sure enough, from the moment he crossed over, all the malice in this world fell on him, right?

Duan Shuize kept his eyes on Zhan Yiyun without moving too much. When he saw the expression on his face change from confusion to entanglement and finally stopped at a kind of despair, he finally couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"No." Zhan Yiyun shook his head, afraid that once he said that this form was uncomfortable, someone who loved swords like his life would immediately make him comfortable and comfortable.He raised his hand and rubbed his face that was a little stiff because of the drooping expression, he coughed lightly and changed the subject and asked, "When did I take shape?"

"The moment you open your eyes." Even after Zhan Yiyun asked, Duan Shuize followed him and put down the previous question.He said: "I adjusted my breathing all night, and finally found some feeling of cultivating demons. I realized that your state was not right. When I stopped practicing and opened my eyes, you were already in this state."

"Oh." Zhan Yiyun nodded, but the doubts on his face deepened: "Aren't you surprised that I turned my sword into a living person in front of you?"

Duan Shuize shook his head with a smile: "I have been waiting for this day for 300 years, and I have already thought about the situation, so why should I be shocked? Besides, I have seen you."

Zhan Yiyun was taken aback, if Duan Shuize didn't mention it, he would have almost forgotten about it: "I've seen you too, when I was about to be released, you said something to me, do you remember what it was?"

Duan Shuize's eyes flashed, but he denied it: "I can't remember."

"Oh."

Zhan Yiyun nodded in response, and didn't think any more.

The two fell into silence again, and for a moment, Zhan Yiyun finally couldn't hold back, and continued to ask the question that he had been wanting to ask since just now——

"Do you know how to change me back into sword shape?"

Duan Shuize frowned: "Isn't this something you can change when you want?"

Zhan Yiyun: "..."

If I have this level, I still ask you?

This time, not only Zhan Yiyun, but even Duan Shuize's perennially gentle face was stained with embarrassment.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Duan Shuize asked, "Is it impossible to change back now?"

Zhan Yiyun twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Maybe I need an opportunity? Or maybe I changed back when the time limit was up? Anyway, I didn't feel it when I was transformed. It shouldn't be too difficult to change back, right?"

Hearing what he said, Duan Shuize frowned, thought for a while but continued as if he missed the point completely: "Aren't you used to this?"

"You mean human form?" Zhan Yiyun raised his hand and grabbed the soft short hair, and said with a wrinkled face, "It's not unaccustomed to it, I can't tell, but I just feel comfortable without a sword. What's wrong?"

"No, I just think that if you like this, it's okay to go back." Duan Shuize said in a calm and breezy manner, and his smile was full of sincerity.

Zhan Yiyun was puzzled: "If I don't change, what kind of sword do you use?"

"It's fine if you don't need it. Anyway, there are only you and me, this form..."

In the middle of speaking, Duan Shuize's expression suddenly became serious, his eyebrows frowned, and he stood in front of Zhan Yiyun in an instant. Before he could ask a question, he stared straight at the bushes in front of him and opened his mouth. The words were filled with bone-chilling coldness: "Come out."

Seeing him like this, Zhan Yiyun understood what was going on without further explanation.He got up from the ground and lifted the hem of the clothes dragged on the ground a few times. He stood beside Duan Shuize, and the two of them looked at the bush in front of them that seemed to have nothing.

There was silence all around, except for the chirping of insects and birds, as if such vigilance was just an illusion in the end.

Duan Shuize was silent for a moment, without moving his gaze, he raised one hand and was about to strike forward with sword energy, but saw the vegetation move slightly, and a slender figure came out from behind the bushes.

Under the purple gold square crown is a face as gentle as jade, paired with a water-blue gown similar to Duan Shuize's, he looks decent.The slender iron sword in his hand flashed coldly, and the man smiled and clasped his fists together: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, so you will be fine."

Seeing the person coming, Duan Shuize's voice remained cold, but his brows furrowed even deeper: "Chen Yi, just speak up if you have something to say."

Not giving Zhan Yiyun a chance to speak, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and stopped someone standing beside him behind him.

Chen Yi did not respond directly.He looked Duan Shuize up and down carefully with his eyes wide open, and then he straightened up and said confidently: "It's actually nothing, but you seem to have lost your sword, senior brother? And it looks like you are a success." Demon? The one behind you is your son?"

Ignoring his series of questions at all, Duan Shuize said in a deep voice, "What does it have to do with you?"

Chen Yi pursed his lips, put on a smile that was sure to win, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards Duan Shuize, and said: "Duan Shuize, when you left Tianchen, the master said , As long as I can see you, I will kill you. Besides, have you forgotten? Compared with ordinary blacksmiths, we swordsmiths just practice meditation more. Now that you don’t have a sword in your hand, you really think you can Beat me?"

This time it was straightforward enough.

The scene also became tense for a while.

Seemingly in response to the occasion, a gust of wind blew up in the forest.Duan Shuize was facing the wind, his long hair was rolled up and fluttered wildly in the wind, his pale and handsome face was not in the slightest panic, the luster in his slender eyes was flowing thousands of times, and finally the original crimson color also turned into bright red.

He raised his hand and pinched his sword fingers in front of his chest, as if his domineering aura was about to materialize, he opened his lips and smiled, "You can try it."

Zhan Yiyun: "..."

Damn it, if it wasn't for the whisper "Run" that he heard next to his ear at the end, he would almost believe that the male god's two fists and swords can kill all invincible opponents.