Save the world with a plot

Xuan Xing didn't feel well, leaving a stupid feeling of being a master was overwhelmed by an inheritance, so he left a sentence "If you have any questions, please ask me", he took the sword and went into the sword test forest to play.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

The westerly wind is picking up, making the lonely person holding the little conch look a bit bleak.

In the sword-testing forest, the sword energy permeates, which is left over after the previous masters practiced the sword, and it will last for a long time.

Master Xuan Tian's swordsmanship is actually very good. As for why a person who holds a disc with a magic stick every day has a good swordsmanship, the answer to this question is actually nothing more than "youthful spirit".

Jianmen and Xuanmen come from the same sect——Daomen. In ancient times, they competed with each other and split into two sects that do not communicate with each other until old age and die, and see each other and hate each other.

Every teenager has a dream of walking around the world with a sword. What's the matter with telling fortunes with a disk?So Xuan Tianshi, who was a teenager, stole the sword technique of Jianmen without hesitation.

After going through the second stage of middle school, Xuan Tianshi embarked on the road of being a top student who dedicated his life to the Dao, and was supposed to "reform evil and return to righteousness".However, when he looked back, he found that in the sword style of Jianmen, the harmony of raising one's hand and throwing one's foot echoes with the heaven and earth, implying the evolution of Tao.

Jianmen and Xuanmen are originally two sects of Taoism, and the two are interlinked, which seems reasonable.

After consulting a lot of literature, Xuan Tianshi found that the five elements of Yin and Yang were all recorded on the sword at the beginning, and the Xuanpan was born after the two sects of sword and Xuan were split.

Xuan Xing advanced to build a foundation in a world where Taoism has declined, precisely because the movement of the magic number was burned on the sword, and the world's reaction was aroused in an instant.

Although the cultivation must be suppressed for the sake of the little apprentice, but with the protagonist, the soul-snatching sword hanging on his head all the time, it is urgent to increase his strength.

So, now he plans to go back to his old business, burn his position, and improve his mood.

Hao Jun is a good thing, Xuan Xing drew out the blade, buzzing.

Outside the sword-testing forest, a red light came rowing.

This aura fluctuates...

Sheng Junxiao raised his head "swipe".

The deputy order of the suzerain is in the hands of Ming Xu, and Ming Xu can delegate power to allow people to enter the main peak of the suzerain.

To show respect, the red sword light stopped at the foot of the mountain.Sheng Junxiao looked down from a distance, and a real person had already shrunk to an inch and went up the mountain.

It really is you, Master Qinghui.Long time no see.

There was still no movement in the sword-testing forest, Sheng Junxiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, waiting for the people from the mountain to come up.

"Uncle Master! I'll go back..." There was a joyful voice, but it stopped abruptly.

Sheng Junxiao's pupils were pitch black, facing the opponent's eyes.

Caught off guard, Qinghui's eyes suddenly became dull and numb.

"Give me the portrait of Li Yao." Qing Hui's cultivation base was much lower than Xuan Xing's, and his Dao heart was not as firm as Xuan Xing's, so Sheng Junxiao easily ordered the other party to say.

"Yes." The man opposite mechanically took out a scroll and handed it to Sheng Junxiao.

Wow——Sheng Junxiao unfolded the scroll, and the portrait showed a young man in gray clothes. His facial features were ninety-nine percent similar to his, and the difference was only due to his age.Anyone with eyes can tell at a glance that the young man in the portrait is the same young man standing here today.

Looking at the young man with clear eyes like the cleanest lake water in the portrait, and a sunny smile without a trace of haze, Sheng Junxiao's eyes flashed for a moment, very fast, very fast, and in the next second he had already painted the portrait with a gloomy expression. Burned to ashes.

His face and facial features suddenly moved strangely, and turned into another person's face in an instant, the only thing that remained the same was a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"You want to draw a portrait of Li Yao for your uncle, right?"

"Correct."

"Li Yao's appearance is the same as mine now."

"Oh."

An hour later, Sheng Junxiao, who was holding a scroll in Xuanying's study, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth. If Qinghui died now, it would be too obvious, wouldn't it?

In this way, it is once and for all.

Glancing at the puppet-like person beside him who just finished painting the portrait, the paper cranes and torn sound transmission symbols that Xuan Xing received from time to time flashed across his mind.His eyes darkened, and his crimson lips spoke in a bewitching manner, "You were very irritable when you were painting, and you accidentally disturbed the study."

Puppet Qinghui: "..."

Then he messed up the whole well-organized study room, the files folded into thick piles were scattered on the ground, and the jade slips were scattered here and there, like a hurricane passing through.

Afterwards, Shengjun Xiao Shi Shiran sat on the chair, holding his chin and looking in the direction of Jianjian Forest.A curly-haired man with the same length to put all the corks into the medicine bottle, just tidied up the desk yesterday, he must have a pretty face when he sees this scene later.

Sheng Junxiao shook his long legs in a good mood, waiting and waiting, the sun set and the moon rose.

The color of the bottom of his eyes is getting darker and darker, Qin Liangyao is afraid of the dark, don't you know that?How can you not come out?

He took out a small conch from his bosom, but saw a blur of white, covered up?

Sheng Junxiao stood up, stared at the little conch, and paced back and forth.

Just when he couldn't help sneaking into the sword-testing forest to have a look, the scene inside the little conch suddenly reappeared, and the ancient trees on both sides retreated extremely quickly, indicating that the other party was coming out.

He immediately glanced at the real puppet who had been standing behind him as a mural, his pupils became as dark as an abyss again, and his soul-stirring was lifted.

The real puppet's facial expression suddenly became vivid, and after a moment of stupefaction, a series of complex emotions such as annoyance, anxiety, and bad luck, etc., finally he stared at Sheng Junxiao with fierce eyes, "Don't tell the master Uncle, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" A cold voice sounded outside, interrupting Qinghui's unspoken threat.

In the next second, Xuan Xing stepped in with a long sword hanging from his waist, and the cold sword aura that had just come out of the sword test forest had not dissipated from his body. Coupled with his condensed expression, Qinghui was so frightened that he peed all of a sudden.

Different from crudely crafting a mysterious plate, engraving the position on the sword is a huge project, and it cannot be done in a day, especially Haojun is still a magical sword.My little apprentice is afraid of the dark and clingy, Xuan Xing originally planned to go out to try the sword forest before sunset, but it took so much time to carve a single character.Hurry up and rush out, and the result——

Heh, he holds it in his hand carefully lest the little apprentice who feels a little bit wronged be threatened without his knowing, how can this be tolerated?

Looking down at the apprentice who was squatting in the mess and sorting out the scattered files, he was pitiful and well-behaved, like a small cabbage.

"Ah Yao get up." Pulling up his apprentice, Xuan Xing looked at Qing Hui, and suddenly laughed, the smile was so bright that the other two present were a little dazed for a moment.

But if someone from the Taoist sect is here, he must know that this beautiful smile is a deadly smile—the senior brother is angry.

"In my place, Qinghui, you are really daring to threaten my disciple!"

Qinghui opened his mouth, although it can be said that he and his uncle grew up on the top of Mingxu's mountain, but for some reason, he was afraid of his uncle, so he couldn't help getting close to his uncle.Maybe this is the mutual generation and restraint of the ice spirit root and fire spirit root attributes?

He stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer the words, he could only shake his face and laugh out cutely, "Master Uncle, I... I didn't do it on purpose."

"Yeah." Xuan Xing nodded, "I know you didn't do it on purpose."

Shengjun Xiao beside him clenched his fingers.

But he heard the other party continue to casually say: "However, intentional or not has nothing to do with the result. Go to Kuya and copy "The Rules of the Sword" a thousand times."

Qinghui's face froze immediately, what is the place of Kuya, the place where Xuanzong was confinement, the strong winds were extremely bitter and cold, and he couldn't even practice.

More importantly, what is "The Rules of the Sword"? It condenses the perception of swordsmanship by every master since Shang Xuanzong's dynasties. It is a classic that is thicker than a table.Copying "The Rules of the Sword" is definitely an unspeakable tear in the heart of every Shangxuanzong disciple.Even though every copy will increase the perception of swordsmanship, no disciple dares to take the initiative to challenge.

"Master Uncle...Master Uncle, think twice before you act. The last time I copied it ten times, it took me five years. One thousand times is 500 years! This disciple will have to copy until he dies."

Rao Sheng Junxiao couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this kind of words.I feel that I was really weak when I was forced into the cliff by such a person.Then he raised his head and tugged at the corner of Xuanying's clothes, "Master, when the real person was just painting the portrait of Li Yao, the disciple accidentally tripped over the bookcase, and the real person messed up these files just to save me." Then he said very firmly: "So, I have to bear half of it for the real person."

Xuan Xing: As long as I have a little brain, I know that the apprentice is talking nonsense.Look at this pig teammate. Seeing Qinghui's shocked and moved face, he almost looked at Sheng Junxiao with tears in his eyes.

Xuan Xing turned his eyes away, "Each of you recites "The Rules of the Sword" ten times."

Once the punishment was lowered, Qinghui licked his face and came over to laugh, "Master Uncle and Junior Master Uncle are careless, don't punish him..."

"Shut up." Before anyone could finish speaking, Xuan Xing threw the person out with a wave of his sleeve.

Qinghui rubbed his nose, turned around and went down the mountain. Originally, he wanted to give the portrait and trouble someone who was said to be a disciple of his uncle.Who is worthy to be his disciple for someone like Master Uncle?asshole!

In the end... Well, I was taken by the person who was looking for faults. It felt so subtle, and I owed a favor.

In the study, Xuan Xing stooped to sort out the scattered things on the floor.

Sheng Junxiao approached cautiously, "Master, are you angry?"

"No," Xuan Xing turned his head and pinched his apprentice's slippery face, "You did a good job. Qinghui is Mingxu's disciple, the guardian of the law enforcement hall, the first disciple of the Qing generation, and is very popular among the sect , you sold him a favor this time, very good."

Although Xuan Xing was annoyed that Qinghui had messed up the things he had arranged, the most annoyed thing was of course that the other party dared to threaten his little apprentice.

It's just...after a little sobriety, I know that I can't vent my anger on my disciple like this, otherwise I will ruin my disciple's popularity.

He said it a thousand times, originally he wanted to beat around the bush and ask his little apprentice to give him a favor, but he didn't expect his little apprentice to be so clever.

Sheng Junxiao, who had already more or less guessed Xuan Xing's plan, for some reason, suddenly floated a sentence from the mortal world in his mind-parents love their children, and they have far-reaching plans.

He lowered his head and silently packed things for Xuan Xing.

The author has something to say:

【One】

It has been tens of thousands of years in Liuyang Continent that no one has ascended, but today there are two great powers ascending together, which is really a lucky continent.

Everyone could see two figures, one red and one white, under the rays of the sun, the red one was as strange as fire, and the white one was spotless.

Shenhuai and Xuanying, two myths in the mainland.They met each other when they were young, traveled all over the mountains and rivers together, explored countless secret places together, their arms intersected, their lives intertwined, and they slept with the emperor.

Fairy couple, nothing more.

Among the crowd, there was a man wrapped in a black cloak who looked at the auspicious mountain top from a distance, and looked at the white figure standing on the top of the mountain.

Watching the story of the two being written into a legend.

No one remembers that they once tried the sword forest in Shangxuanzong, they said: "Master, I love you."

"Well, I love you too."

【two】

Thousands of years later, when he washes away his sins and achieves immortality.

He came to the fairyland and looked for that person everywhere.

"You're new here, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Xuan Xing."

"Shangxian Xuanying, he and Shangxian Shenhuai went to the Dragon Mystery Realm."

【three】

Dragon Mystery

Zulong Tomb

At the entrance of the tomb, the man in red turned his head to Xuan Xing and raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid?"

"Are you afraid?" Xuan Xing asked instead.

"With you here, I'm not afraid!" Shen Huai smiled, and the gloomy tomb became extremely beautiful for a moment.

"You are not afraid, how can I be afraid?"

The atmosphere between the two is so harmonious that no one can interfere.

"Huh, junior?" Shen Huai turned around suddenly, a little surprised, "You are quite good. If your breath is not disturbed, we really can't find you."

Hearing this, Xuan Xing also turned around and saw the silver sword with the word "Xuan" written on the cuff of the other party, with slightly soft brows and eyes, "Are you a disciple of Shang Xuanzong?"

He stared deeply at the person in front of him: "Shangxuanzong disciple, the Taoist name is Mingche."

"Ming characters? I don't even know it." Xuan Ying thought for a while, but to no avail.

[Four]

He silently followed behind the two for a long time, so long that he forgot why he did this, so long that after thousands of years, the world would be destroyed and all the immortals would fall.

The eyes of reincarnation.

World Master: "The world's origin is insufficient, and it collapses on its own. I can send you to be reincarnated as human beings and go to other worlds to practice again. What wishes do you have now?"

"My Shenhuai only wishes to live with Xuan Xing forever and never be separated." The clear and affectionate voice resounded in the dark space of reincarnation, the man in red was holding the hand of the person beside him, his smile was as bright and dazzling as it was when we first met .

"I, Xuan Xing, only wish to live with God Huai forever and never be separated." The man in white also laughed, his handsomeness was like spring water reflecting pear blossoms.

Until the two stepped into nothingness side by side, they never let go of their tightly clasped fingers.

"What wish do you have?" The World Ruler walked towards the man in white who watched the two of them step into nothingness.

"I, it's nothing." He shook his head and stopped suddenly.

——What Master thinks is what I think!

The lingering oath of the past seemed to ring in his ears through tens of thousands of years. He bent his eyebrows and eyes a little tiredly, and said in a low voice: "I, hope, Xuan Xing and Shen Huai, life after life, will never be separated."

【Fives】

initial initial

thousands of years ago

When I was still in Liuyang Continent

Shang Xuanzong

suzerain main peak

When the quiet room opened, he happily went up to congratulate his master for breaking through the fusion period, but he stared at the person above him with starry eyes without a trace of emotion.

Xuan Xing forced out the power of the master-slave contract from within his body, and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, what a Sheng Junxiao!"

He watched helplessly as blood overflowed from the corner of the other party's mouth, and his realm fell all the way from the fusion stage, Huashen, Yuanying, Jindan...

The surroundings are like a frozen land, covered with a thick layer of ice.

Sadness is too much, the Taoist body will understand itself.

He caught the man who was powerless and fell down, at a loss, and finally gently erased the man's memory.

→→→Tiantian, wake up, don't act dead, or this will be your end!

ps: Everyone, don't be misled by the small theater, I Huai and I Xing are absolutely not tricky at all!

Shenhuai: I have something to say.

Xuan Xing: I also have something to say.

Shen Huai: My friendship with Xuan Xing Junzi is a confidant.

Xuan Xing: Shenhuai and I have a clear breeze and bright moon, flawless and clean.

Shen Huai: Well, I only like stupid and cute creatures, not creatures with high IQs like Xuan Xing.

Xuan Xing: Well, I only like Tsundere, and I don't like Shenhuai, a species with one heart and one heart.

Shenhuai: ...

Xuan Xing: ...

Shen Chen: ...

Sweet: ...