Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing the questioning voice, Lin Qinghuan got up slightly from the ground, saw Zhai Tianyin nodding towards him, and said loudly.

"My lord, do you still remember Yin Luo of Suzaku Heart Lake 2000 years ago?"

"Suzaku Heart Lake? Yin Luo?" The phantom repeated, as if thinking.

Lin Qinghuan picked up the white porcelain bowl from the ground, "She's right here."

He walked forward slowly, and put the white porcelain bowl on the altar in front of the tripod.

In the porcelain bowl was full of spiritual water, and a blue carp was chasing its beautiful tail fin in it without any worries.

Lin Qinghuan looked at the fish in the bowl, sighed silently, and said softly, "She asked me to tell you that there is a fish that lives in the world and misses you all the time..."

"Yin Luo..."

In the Nine Heavens, the silver-robed general sitting leaning on the white jade glazed steps in front of the gate of the Heavenly Palace with a sword leaning on him looked at the illusory human scene in front of him, but his thoughts drifted out of the sky, and he returned to the territory of Suzaku thousands of years ago. The famous lakeside.

The girl's voice sounded like a silver bell, "Thank you for saving me, you look so pretty, who are you?"

"...Hey, why don't you talk to me?"

"Are you looking for something? What are you looking for? Tell me, maybe I can help you, but I've been here for a long time."

"I'm looking for a sword."

"A sword? This is very close to the Ruins of Suzaku. There are many, many swords there. Take whatever you want."

"No, I'm looking for the strongest sword here."

"The strongest sword? There is no such thing as a strong sword. I only hear of powerful people, but I have never heard of a powerful sword."

"People? Who are you talking about?"

"There used to be a very powerful person here. He was the king of the Suzaku Kingdom. He once led thousands of troops to wipe out the Xuanwu Fourteen Plains in one fell swoop, beheaded the emperor of the White Tiger Kingdom with a sword at the Hongmen Banquet, broke through the Tiger Leaping Gorge alone, and almost unified Kyushu. It's a pity that he finally fell in the Battle of the Azure Dragon."

"The man you're talking about, his sword, is completely black, with vermilion cloud patterns shining through it against the light?"

"It is indeed a black sword, but I don't know if it has tattoos or not. It is said that the sword emits raging black smoke, which can burn a person's soul to death! ... But who knows, it is all rumors, and I have actually seen that sword. Whoever wields the sword is dead."

"Where is that sword!"

"Oh, you... don't get so close to me."

"...Sorry, I'm being rude. Girl, do you know where the sword is now?"

"Oops, I just forgot when I was nervous! What to do, you don't know, those of us who come out of the water don't have a very good memory... You, why don't you scare me again? Maybe I will Just remembered again?"

"..."

"Girl, I still don't know how to call her."

"Ah, I just took shape, and I haven't named myself yet! Why don't you choose one for me?"

"In that case, how about calling you Yin Luo?"

"Yin Luo, Yin Luo... well, I like this name! By the way, what's your name?"

"I'm going to Yinli."

"Yin Li? It sounds good too! Did you come from the sky? What does it look like in the sky? It must be beautiful. That's great. I want to go to the sky too."

"Then practice harder."

"Ah, how long do I have to practice?"

"At least 5000 years, and as many as endless."

"Ah... so long, then, can you take me with you, put me in your lapel, and let me go to the sky to have a look."

"No, one day in the sky, one year in the world, all things go to the world, and they die in a moment, there is a difference between heaven and man, and it cannot be surpassed."

……

"This chalcedony can nourish your soul and enable you to cultivate away from water."

"The carp on it looks like me! That's interesting, where did you get it?"

"...In the street market, I came across it by accident."

"Where is the street market, there are such fetishes! I want to see it too."

"...don't ask too much."

……

"I have to go now."

"Go? But you haven't found the sword yet."

"I have wandered in the world for too long, and there is no news of the magic sword. I must look elsewhere."

"I will go with you."

"Your cultivation base is too low to cross the shackles of the Three Realms."

"Then... will you come back?"

"perhaps."

"You must come back, I... I will work hard to practice, work hard to ascend, and I will always wait for you here, you promise me, you must come back, okay?"

"Are you okay, Yin Li?"

"... Yin Li?"

"My lord general?"

Yin Li came back to his senses and looked at the scene created by the spiritual power.

"The magic sword was born, and the grievances have not diminished. The girl Yin Luo died for the righteousness of the world. The old man tried his best to protect it, but he could only save his soul."

Yin Li looked at the blue carp, "Is there a place to put her?"

"One day the pool in Lingzhao Peak of our sect is called Juling Pool. It is a treasure land of exquisite and beautiful spirits, rich in spiritual energy. If Miss Yin Luo can stay here for more than a thousand years, she might be able to re-cultivate her body and restore her memory."

"Take good care of her."

"This is natural, but the magic sword has been suppressed by our sect for a long time, and the grievances have been deep, but it is extremely domineering and invincible. If we use all our strength, our sect will surely usher in a catastrophe. The pulse is cut off. I implore the Lord God to help our Divine Sword Sect to eradicate evildoers, restore the order of the heavens, and protect the world from danger."

Zhai Tianyin said respectfully to the phantom on the round cauldron.

Thinking of the magic sword that had been searched for for many years but could not be found, Yin Li closed his eyes half-closed, and his tone was slightly cold.

"Flame Flame Sword, where is it?"

"Don't be impatient, my lord." The white-haired old man said slowly, "The Flame Eater Sword Spirit is extremely cunning, and its whereabouts are secretive, but this old man has a humble opinion, and maybe he can lure it out."

……

Song Yunyin is practicing sword.

Zhang Liangshao turned into a human figure and sat on the stone table with his head propped up, watching him dance while eating melon seeds.

Zhang Liangshao had seen his swordsmanship before, Song Yunyin's sword was a sword for killing the enemy, he didn't use any tricks, just like him, his moves were deadly, powerful like a broken bamboo, hit the center of his eyebrows a little in the air.

"..."

Zhang Liangshao spat out a melon seed shell with a puff, stretched out his index finger and middle finger expressionlessly, and pushed his own body away.

"The sword you dance is more boring than your people."

"It's not a sword dance."

Song Yun frowned, he was serious about practicing sword.

"There is no trace of lethality, it can only be used for viewing, what is it called if it is not a sword dance?"

Zhang Liangshao unscrupulously poked the heart of a person who was "completely crippled", clapped his hands and stood up, walked to the side of a peach tree and broke off a peach branch, and without any tenderness, picked off the peach blossom on it. Just leave a bare branch and turn around.

"I'll dance for you to see." He weighed the branch, raised his chin towards Bai Yi Jianxiu, and signaled him to go aside.

Song Yunyin didn't say a word, and actually moved a few steps to the side obediently.

It is rare that the two of them are not at war, which shows that Song Yunyin's love for kendo is true.

He stood in front of the stone table, looking at the man in black with red hair and red eyes under the peach tree.

Yan Yan itself is a sword, what is his understanding of the sword?

The next moment, he understood.

When Zhang Liangshao moved his thumb slightly and raised the peach branch with the gesture of holding a sword, the peach branch seemed to become a part of his arm, and it merged with his awe-inspiring aura.

The petals flutter and fall like rain, as light as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.

Murderous aura is vaguely present or not, appearing or concealing, the sword technique is soft and hard, ready to move and then stop.

In the old days, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who used a sword to move around.

The viewer is as depressed as a mountain, and the world has been low for a long time.

Yao Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, and he is as graceful as the emperors and dragons soaring.

Come like a thunderbolt to receive anger, stop like a Jianghai condensing clear light.

The sword spirit focused on the sword and looked straight at him. At that moment, the eyes were really like the scorching sun, dazzling and dazzling.

Song Yunyin's pupils trembled slightly, and he unconsciously held his breath.

The next moment, Zhang Liangshao turned around, and with murderous intent locked, he attacked him.

Song Yunyin's eyes froze, and his body's reflexes were faster than his brain's. He turned sideways, and at the same time raised the long sword in his hand horizontally, blocking it with the blade.

chap!

The peach branch and the silver sword brushed past each other, and several sparks ignited on the surface of the fallen sawdust.

Zhang Liangshao failed in one blow, so he turned around and struck back with his sword again.

Song Yunyin did not retreat but advanced, and passed the peach branch, the long sword in his hand stood up, and cut off half of the peach branch obliquely.

Zhang Liangshao approached steadily, he refused to give up, the peach branch was peeled off again and again, until finally, only a wooden stake remained in the palm of his hand.

He leaned on the stone table, with his body half upright, looking down at the long silver sword on his neck, with a chuckle, he simply brushed off the melon seeds on the table, let himself lie down on the table, and put The long hair that covered his face was parted, revealing a pair of conspicuous red eyes. As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed a little gold in his pupils, which were extraordinarily bright.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

Song Yunyin's energy and blood were floating at the moment, and his mood was a little disturbed. When Zhang Liangshao stroked his face, he didn't avoid it for a while, but just stared at him deeply.

The beauty is like a sword, with snowy skin and jade skin, eyes like blood, red lips and black eyebrows, dressed in black, scattered like smoke.It should be as it should be.

Zhang Liangshao looked up at the handsome face of Ling Xiao's first apprentice who was slightly moved by him, opened his mouth slightly, and said silently.

kiss Me.

……

Song Yunyin's chest heaved slightly, and the long sword in his hand never let go, but he was getting closer and closer to his own reflection in those red eyes...

"Senior Brother Yunyin!"

The voice of a young man who is not familiar with the world can be heard from afar.

Meimeng woke up instantly, and the charming atmosphere dissipated as the sword spirit turned into black mist.

"Senior Brother Yunyin!" The figure was getting closer and closer, and Mo Zixuan's emerald green figure appeared in Song Yunyin's vision.

"What's the matter?" Song Yunyin had already changed back to the paralyzed face that would not change color even before the collapse of Mount Tai.

"Senior brother, I see that you seem to be depressed these days, and I happened to receive a task of collecting books in Mo Ge. Why don't we go down the mountain to relax?"

Mo Zixuan waved the mission scroll in his hand with enthusiasm.

"No need."

Without hesitation, Song Yunyin rejected his offer.

The author has something to say: Zixuan, Zixuan, do you know what good thing you interrupted?

Alas, Shao Shao and Yun Yin were supposed to talk about something serious, but when the two of them are alone together, they seem to only be able to do one project: [Fighting is kissing, scolding is love] _(:зゝ∠)_