The long love of the ancient sword

Sword tower, disciple room.

The twilight of the morning light shone obliquely on an obviously raised quilt on the bed, only half of a girl's face was exposed on the head of the bed, and a flushed face was sleeping soundly.

"Sister Chang Yi, it's me and Senior Brother Tu Su, get up quickly, it's time for morning class!"

At the door outside the house, a pretty girl around six years old, wearing a purple and white women's Taoist uniform with double braids, knocked angrily on the door.A step behind her, a boy about ten years old with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows stood quietly with his arms folded, and on his shoulder stood a young eagle that had not yet grown up and was already majestic and full of looks.

Jingle Jingle!

The bell ringing symbols arranged in the room also started to make a noise very punctually.

At this moment, Chang Yi couldn't afford to lie under the quilt and pretend not to hear, so she had no choice but to close her eyes in a daze, and get up and wash up based on her feeling.

Rao, her movements were not slow, and by the time she got ready and went out refreshed, Fu Que and Baili Tusu outside the door had already been waiting for a quarter of an hour.

"Oh, I'm going to be late, sister Chang Yi."

Chang Yi, as Ziyin's younger sister who accepted apprentices on behalf of her teacher, has a special status in Tianyong's seniority ranking, so in Tianyong, whether she is an elder or a disciple, in view of the sword-wielding elder Ziyin, they all call her politely. "Girl Changyi"... Only the little girl Fuqu, who has only been accepted as the disciple of Master Hansu for a year, always likes to follow Baili Tusu, who is usually taciturn, for some reason, and follows him one bite at a time without fear of danger. "Sister Changyi" shouted loudly—you must know that as he got older, Tu Su himself seldom called this address in front of everyone.

So the little girl with double braids stepped forward and grabbed Chang Yi's right hand with one hand, turned around and grabbed Baili Tusu's left hand, and rushed towards the sword exhibition platform like a little rocket head.

Chang Yi laughed a little and was dragged forward by Fu Que.

This is the temperament that a little girl should have. She is innocent and innocent on weekdays. It is a golden rule to talk to an idol (Ziyin). She is worried that she will be late and rush to the time. That is a rush. On the other hand, another one of the same age...

Chang Yi's eyes slowly swept across Tu Su who was also being dragged away on the other side, and when he turned his head, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Since seeing Zi Yin for the first time three years ago on the night of the new moon to protect Baili Tusu in person, every time the new moon comes, intentionally or unintentionally, she will be transferred away from Tusu by several elders for various reasons Around... Occasionally, it can be said to be a coincidence, but every time it happens, how can Chang Yi not be suspicious?

It wasn't until Chang Yi ate the weight that she became determined, and played peek-a-boo with people all day on the day of Shuoyue, until the last ray of sunlight left in the sun, she suddenly appeared in front of Baili Tusu.

But in the end, she still didn't spend that new moon night with Tu Su.

The child whose face was still immature, the child who had begun to faintly reveal a black evil spirit, his pale face clenched his teeth, and his eyes were faintly bloody red, but he still managed to stay awake. With his unyielding and proud...

Chang Yi didn't insist anymore, and under such a vision, she couldn't persist either.

There is no need to hold on anymore.

The reality she wanted to know had already given her a clear answer, and all the previous events were just a trace of unwillingness and luck in her heart.

In three years, three full years have passed since they were taken into Tianyong by Zi Yin.

Three years is enough for Chang Yi to change from a novice who has no knowledge of the common sense of immortal cultivation to a person who understands everything in the samadhi.

She knew what evil spirit was, knew the influence of the night of the new moon on evil spirit, and understood evil spirit even more... What a vicious existence it is to an ordinary person!

However... not enough, although the evil spirit is vicious, but the evil spirit alone cannot make her senior brother Zi Yin tell her three words of advice, for Zi Yin who has become a fairy, the immortal energy he possesses is the nemesis of evil spirit .

That being the case, why do you avoid talking about it?

There must be a special reason that she doesn't understand, and this reason is the root cause of Tu Su's pain.

When Fu Que dragged Chang Yi and Tu Su sister and brother to the destination, there were already many disciples practicing with each other alone or in groups of two on the open sword exhibition stage.Especially when they saw Ling Yue, there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, which was always refreshing and clean.

So the brothers and sisters Baili Tusu and Fu Que of the Good Baby brand hurried to their usual positions to practice separately, and Chang Yi restrained his worries and clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

The difference is: Chang Yi has always been adhering to the free-spirited and somewhat careless taste when practicing swordsmanship, while Baili Tusu practiced swordsmanship every day. On the other hand, he resolutely keeps up with his idols, waving every move with great energy and energy.

Chang Yi's attitude comes from senior brother Zi Yin's evaluation and his own indifference to swordsmanship.

"Junior Sister, you and Lingyue have very good roots, and you are one of the best in swordsmanship."

"Tu Su's talent is unparalleled, and it is difficult for ordinary people to look behind him."

"The two apprentices I have taken in both have a firm pursuit of swordsmanship. The talent of my junior sister is comparable to Ling Yue's but far behind Tu Su's. However, her temperament is not as good as the two of them, so her achievements in the future will definitely fall behind the two of them."

Ziyin has been a fairy for hundreds of years, and his vision of seeing people is very precise.

However, Chang Yi agrees with Zi Yin's remarks that can be regarded as not optimistic about Chang Yi's future achievements.

A modern person from the Shenyin era, a player who has cleared the game of Xianjian IV, can she be expected to have any attachment to the so-called cultivation of immortals?

This is a belief that belongs to two worlds.

With Zi Yin's comments like this, and the fact that he doesn't like to use martial arts, Chang Yi's attitude towards sword training is naturally a heaven and a world compared to his brother's hard work day and night.

But in this way, Chang Yi also discovered a different kind of scenery around him when he was practicing sword.

Or it can be said to be the beauty, or the style.

Lingyue, the head of the sword-wielding elder, the 15-year-old boy is already an upright and seven-foot man. Although he has not yet fully grown up, it can be seen that his future Qi Yuxuan is high-spirited and heroic, and his youthful vigor is even more flying when he swings the sword. ; Baili Tusu, who has only been introduced for three years at a young age, still looks a bit like an elder holding a sword. A little bit of cinnabar on his fair face is bright red, revealing a different kind of romance...

While admiring the most proud disciple of her senior brother, Chang Yi casually followed the moves that she had already mastered, but she didn't know that she was also a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others.

In the hearts of everyone in Tianyong City, Chu Changyi's status is undoubtedly special.

Of course, her specialness stems from her senior brother, the elder Ziyin who holds the sword.

What is special about Chang Yi, the most obvious one is the blue and white Taoist uniform that comes from the same source as Zi Yin.However, this is a color that can completely strip away the ethereal blue and white color that belongs to Ziyin. The softness and slenderness of the girl and the youthful charm all over her body are the most brilliant color that belongs to her alone.

The slim and graceful figure of a young girl, paired with azure background and pure white gown with embroidered patterns, and a blue-purple belt tied around the slender waist, outlines the infinite charm of youthful romance.The raven feather-like black hair was tied into two high bundles by a white headband, which was different from the quiet and restrained double braids common to other female disciples, and two beautiful bowknots were woven with skillful hands. Like two real butterflies with pure white wings resting on it, it looks lively and pretty with the jumping hair tips of the girl when she is waving her body lightly; Qionghua...

With the passage of three years, this bud, still dripping with morning dew, is slowly blooming to show her unique beauty.

More and more disciples who are in the bud of youth cast their youthful eyes on Chang Yi.

Not about love.

Chasing beautiful scenery with your eyes is a pleasing thing.

And beauty is the most moving scenery.

Chang Yi slightly frowned her graceful and heroic eyebrows: so many eyes glanced at her from time to time, she wasn't so dull that she couldn't even feel it.

Turning his head to look at Lingyue and Tusu, who were still in a strong atmosphere of sword practice, he found that Lingyue had stopped his individual move practice, and pointed out Fu Que's swordsmanship from the side. Xiaocheng's disciples from the Ling generation competed with swords.And Tu Su's younger brother in her family has finished using the Dark Sword all the way, and is sitting on the sidelines carefully wiping his two sabers: one is the red and black long sword he brought out from the Wumeng Linggu. When he was cleaning the sword, Chang Yi had never seen him use this sword. The other one was the Xiaohe sword that Ziyin personally forged for him after he started practicing the Huiming sword recently.

Chang Yi stared jealously at the Xiaohe sword that Tu Su held tightly.

From the original wooden sword to the real iron sword, the dead child cherishes it very much, and puts this sword in his hand to wipe it carefully inch by inch.

If you don't know, you still think you are serving your own mother!

"This is not wiping a sword! It's almost the same as treating a lover..."

Without paying attention, a sentence slipped out of his mouth.

"His heart is dishonest."

Baili Tusu focused on wiping the tip of the Xiaohe sword in his hand without raising it, Chang Yi didn't deliberately lower the volume, and the distance between the two of them was very close, so he could hear it very clearly.

"I have a sword in my hand," said the boy with Bingshan's increasingly serious facial paralysis in a flat tone, "I don't have a sword in my heart."

"Damn child!" Chang Yi stepped forward, relying on her already developed height, stretched out her hand and rubbed Tu Su's black hair vigorously, "How many times have I said it, the young Shaoxue brother speaks so old-fashioned!"

Ziyin has been immortal for hundreds of years, little brother, how old are you?Standing in front of Chang Yi's elder sister, when she spoke, she acted as if he, Baili Tusu, was the older brother and she was the younger sister... How embarrassing is this for her!

Young Tusu obediently let Chang Yi toss his neat hair while being scolded. Facing the teasing eyes of his senior brother Ling Yue who swept over him indistinctly, and Junior Sister Fu Qu who giggled without any scruples, he always remained calm. There was a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Sister Changyi," Tu Su finally begged for mercy in a low voice, "Hair..."

"good……"

Chang Yi smiled triumphantly, and then squeezed the young man's fair cheek before closing his hand in satisfaction.

Tu Su, who had been pardoned, hurriedly stood up, put his sword back into its sheath, and stood aside to watch Ling Yue and Fu Que's sword-testing moves that had already begun.

Fu Que's talent is also very good. For the youngest and most beloved female disciple under her seat, as the head teacher, Han Su Zhenren couldn't help being partial once again, and let Ling Ling, who is the senior brother of the Ling generation and the first apprentice of the elder holding the sword, Yue Ping usually gives advice on Fu Qu's swordsmanship—Zi Yin, who is known as a peer and is actually several times higher than his head teacher, does not need to think about it.

Therefore, even though she has only been a beginner for a year, Miss Fuqu's Sancai Sword has made a good appearance, and she can already keep up with Lingyue's rhythm and feed each other step by step.

Tu Su pursed his lips slightly, and the relaxed mood just now that Chang Yi had slapped him quietly faded away. He pulled out the Xiaohe sword again and walked to the other side to practice the Huiming sword alone.

Chang Yi frowned tightly.

Without the order of the teacher, you are not allowed to compete with swords in private.

She and Ling Yue knew about Zi Yin's ban on Tu Su.

Just...why?

Recalling the time when Tu Su watched Ling Yue and Fu Que practice their sword moves back and forth, a trace of eagerness and longing flashed in his eyes. While Chang Yi was feeling sorry for his younger brother, there was an uncontrollable chill in his heart. .

Zi Yin will not aim at nothing.

Behind the forbidden sword competition, besides the sinister evil spirit, what kind of secrets are hidden in Tu Su's young body...?

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A beautiful picture of Su Su