Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Dai Wangjian was sealed deep in the forest.

A hundred years have passed, and Dai Wang has become a legend. According to the rumor, the forest where the divine sword is sealed is located in a remote place, desolate for a long time.

Qiao Xishui couldn't move an inch, and she was careful all the way, from the dawn to the cold sun, and finally found the rumored sword.

Even though it took so long to be careful enough, he still left several wounds on each of his hands.

But that's not the point.Qiao Xishui looked at the scene in front of her with a distorted expression on her face.

System: [The breath of Dai Wangjian was detected ten meters ahead, please draw your sword. 】

Qiao Xishui was silent.

Seeing that he was silent, the system repeated it emotionlessly: [The aura of Dai Wangjian was detected ten meters ahead, please draw your sword. 】

"...Friend." Qiao Xishui said quietly, "Tell me, how do you pull it out?"

What the system said was correct, the Dai Wang sword was only ten meters away from him, half of the sword was stuck in the ground, and the half of the sword on the ground was shining as if unwilling to be trapped here.But the thorns and thorns did not look at the place, and they had already wrapped the sword layer by layer, and there was nowhere to start.

This was also the reason why Qiao Xishui's expression was distorted.

System: [Please rely on your own efforts. 】

Qiao Xishui: "..."

Ugh.

He shouldn't have expected anything from this dog comparison system.

This crap, apart from calculating values ​​and reporting tasks, is just a useless dialog box.

The system didn't know what was going on in his mind, and repeated the previous command again: [The aura of Dai Yujian was detected ten meters ahead, please draw your sword. 】

Qiao Xishui twitched the corners of her mouth, and went up bravely, preparing to push away those thorns and take out the sword.

He had already prepared his hands to be bloody, but just as he took a step, he suddenly heard the sound of a zither from nowhere.

Qiao Xishui was already nervous, and the sound of the piano was only for a moment, so he didn't pay attention to the sound at all, and walked forward a few steps.

But the other party seemed to be irritated by his unstoppable footsteps, and the sound of the piano suddenly became louder.Different from the short slap just now, this time the pearls fell on the jade plate like a storm, and it was clear that there was a wave of anger wrapped in it as soon as I heard it.

Along with the high-pitched and unceasing sound of the zither, the thorns covering Daiwang's sword began to move upon hearing the sound.

Qiao Xishui looked at the thorns in front of him moving with the sound of the piano, and this scene of demons dancing around made him feel numb for a while.

He had seen the relief sculptures on the pillars moving slowly and howling softly at the Duansheng Gate, and he had also seen bloody men and wailing human faces in the dark room—he felt that he would never be scared by anything in his life to scream .

After the thorn danced for a while, the sound of the piano stopped slowly.Then a figure slowly came out from the depths of the forest. This figure passed through the thorns and vegetation with ease, and slowly stood still in front of him.

This person is dressed in red and holds a long piano in his hand.The long hair covered most of the face, and the face under it was as pale as paper, and the eyes were red, which made people shudder.

Qiao Xishui glanced at his feet, and found that this person had no feet, and his whole body seemed to be transparent.

Oh, it's a ghost.

He thought so numbly.

The thorns danced behind the ghost, how weird this scene looked - no wonder the people who came to look for the sword ran away in fright.This scene can scare those mortals away, as for those with advanced cultivation...

Qiao Xishui scratched her head and said, "Are you just asking flowers for nothing?"

The ghost fell silent and stared at him for a while.Qiao Xishui had an innocent face and was not afraid at all, so he sighed, and when he raised his hand, the piano in his hand turned into a wisp of white smoke.Then he reached out and stroked the hair on his forehead, revealing his entire face.

His face was no longer as pale as before, and his eyes were no longer as red as if soaked in blood.A face is extremely handsome, with twin sword eyebrows and star eyes, a stern majesty yet tenderness.

He said: "I am. You also came here for Dai Wang, right?"

"……Yes."

Otherwise, who is idle?

Things come to this ghost place.

"For so many years, there are less than ten people who can run out without crying except you."

As he spoke, he folded his hands and floated to the side, then sat on the stone platform, and then lay down on his side again, in a sloppy and very alluring posture.

Qiao Xishui looked back at the thorns that were still dancing among the demons, and said in silence for a while, "Can this thing scare those Gao Xius?"

Those monks don't say that all of them are better than An Xichen, even if they are casual cultivators, they should take eliminating demons and ghosts as their own responsibility.

Bai Wenhua, who was lying over there, suddenly laughed twice when she heard the words, and said, "Thinking too much, kid. In order to scare away those high-level cultivators, I set up a spell that only works on monks. After all, the scene is too scary. Ordinary people may go crazy, isn’t that a crime? To frighten ordinary people, the sound of the piano, thorns, and me, an old ghost in red, are enough.”

"..."

You have a conscience.

"You don't have mana or Yuandan, so it's useless to you." Bai Wenhua shook his legs and said, "Anyway, you've passed the test. Tell me, why do you want Dai Wang? If you answer It won my heart, Dai Wang, you can take it away."

Qiao Xishui felt a little drained: "Why do you use this kind of thing as a test..."

"Ordinary people must have courage." Bai Wenhua said, "I can't accept this kind of thing. If you take Dai Wang, you can only make a display and wait for it to accumulate dust. Gao Xiu must be enlightened. If you want to run away from that thing, then You don’t have the qualifications to take over Dai Wang. That’s enough, what do you know so much about, say.”

"Why did you take it?" Qiao Xishui scratched his face and said, "There is no reason, I didn't take it away, I wanted to borrow it. When the matter is resolved, I will return it to you."

It was the first time for Bai Wenhua to hear the answer "I will borrow it for a while and I will return it to you". He widened his eyes and paused for a moment, then asked, "Why did you borrow it?"

"I……"

Qiao Xishui pursed her lips, and said, "I'm going to help someone, this hurdle is too difficult...he might die."

"Very important?"

"……Very important."

"How important is it?"

"..."

Qiao Xishui couldn't tell.

It's not that he doesn't know, but that he understands too well.

He knew how important An Xichen was to him.For An Xichen, he can cross life and death, overcome obstacles all the way, and he has no complaints when he goes to hell.It is precisely because he understands that he does not know what to say.

He always felt that nothing was enough to describe him.Life and soul or the moon in the sky, everything seems too short-lived.

No, neither.

"...It's vulgar to say it, but after thinking about it, I can only express it." Qiao Xishui said, "He is my everything."

Yes, he is everything to him.

It is his life, soul, sin and obsession, his bright moon and scorching sun.

He is in his heart day and night, rising in the east and setting in the west, the stars and the moon are shining, he is his whole world.This is very vulgar, but only in this way can he express a little bit of his deep love.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound of swords.

Qiao Xishui raised her head, only to see that the thorns retreated one after another, making way for a path.Dai Wangjian didn't know when it broke through the ground and slowly rose into the air.

"I don't know what the storytellers are saying about me now." Bai Wenhua said, "Listen up, kid. Brother Hua, I entered the teacher's school at the age of six, and at the age of 16, I inherited one of the Hundred Flowers in the Eight Palaces of Qingfengmen. Gong, a genius who is rare in a hundred years, his life is full of legends.

And I am a ray of consciousness left on the sword, and I will enter the sword to follow you. However, I have cultivated a terrifyingly high level all my life, and this ray of consciousness alone is enough for you to kill all over the world. "

Qiao Xishui was stunned, with a blank face: "No... just give it to me? Is it so easy??"

"Listen to the end of my speech, and you will understand why." Bai Wenhua smiled, "This Daiwang sword was not given to me by Qingfengmen. He forged it for me after I left the mountain gate, saying that he disliked my sword The sword forging material is too bad. That's what he said, no one in the world would dare to despise Qingfengmen's sword."

"I give this sword

My name is Daiwang, I was just waiting for him, he forgot me, so I waited for him to remember. "

"I'm just waiting for an answer like yours. But other people either say that they want to be number one in the world or they want revenge. I read too much right and wrong, and I have no interest in number one in the world. Dai Wang is not what they need Yes, without a sword, you can be the number one in the world or take revenge, but you can take a shortcut. I am dead, so who should give the sword to, I have to decide for myself, right?"

"My spiritual consciousness will turn into spiritual energy after entering the sword, and I will no longer have self-awareness. I think you are very pleasing to the eye, so I will give you this sword, and you don't need to return it."

After saying this, a gust of wind suddenly rose around.

In this gust of wind, Bai Wenhua squinted her eyes with a smile, waved her hand at him, and slowly dissipated into dots of white light, blending into Dai Wang.

He only waits for a sincere heart, a sincere heart that has nothing to do with utilitarianism, fame, right and wrong, but only for someone in his heart.

Dai Wang, Dai Wang.

Dai Wang came forward and slowly fell into Qiao Xishui's hands.

——to whom?