Xianjun, please calm down

Venerable Chongyuan looked into his clear eyes, and said gently: "Then... unless you are a Taoist companion, it is not proper."

Fengyun said: "Tao companion?"

Venerable Chongyuan explained patiently: "A Taoist couple is the closest relationship in the world, just like Changqing and Ji Xia."

Fengyun asked naturally: "Then why can't we be Taoist couples? You once said that you and I are in harmony, and there is no intimacy. I remember."

Venerable Chongyuan said with a headache: "That's different."

Fengyun frowned and said, "Why is it different?"

Venerable Chongyuan said: "We are soul-bonded, but... we are comrades-in-arms."

Fengyun suddenly said: "I understand."

Venerable Chongyuan said happily: "What do you understand?"

Fengyun sneered and said, "You're just arguing."

Venerable Chongyuan said exhaustedly: "How can I be sophistry?"

Fengyun snorted and said: "You said you want to be intimate, but our intimacy is not good, that means we are not intimate at all, you have lied to me before."

Venerable Chongyuan turned pale with shock: "I didn't lie to you!"

Feng Yun said: "Then since we are close, why are we not Taoist couples?"

Venerable Chongyuan said: "The Taoist couple must form a Taoist couple contract!"

Fengyun said: "What's so difficult about making a contract? After all, you just despise my human form."

Venerable Chongyuan said injustice: "I didn't!"

Fengyun said: "Then you will form a contract with me as a couple."

Venerable Chongyuan had a splitting headache: "How can a Taoist partner contract be formed at will? Besides, although you have transformed into a human form, you are not a real person after all. How can you form a Taoist partner contract?"

Feng Yun was silent for a while, then sneered with a clear face: "Hehe."

Venerable Chongyuan asked vigilantly, "What are you laughing at?"

But Fengyun closed his mouth, turned over and lay flat, and stopped talking.

Venerable Chongyuan asked: "What are you thinking?"

Fengyun also closed his eyes, and said softly: "I'm just a sword, what can I think?"

Venerable Chongyuan felt his heart twitching, and hurriedly said: "Who said you are just a sword? You have always been an inseparable and unique comrade-in-arms in my heart."

Fengyun still closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Venerable Chongyuan stretched out his fingers to pull his eyelids away, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Fengyun opened his eyes, stared at him for a while, then suddenly sighed softly: "Xiaofeng, I regret it."

Venerable Chong Yuan frowned and said, "What do you regret?"

Feng Yun turned his gaze away, looked at the roof of the tent with a pair of blue eyes, and said in a low voice: "I shouldn't be transformed."

Venerable Chongyuan frowned even tighter, and said in a deep voice, "Why?"

Fengyun shook his head, and said in a daze, "I can't tell."

Venerable Chongyuan's eyes were heavy, he grabbed his shoulders and said, "What are you thinking?"

Fengyun sighed again, and after thinking hard, he murmured softly: "It may be that you cherish me too much on weekdays, talk to me often, wipe it carefully every day, and say that I am your inseparable and most important thing. The important existence made me... a little bit smug, and I was too confident in myself. I thought that if I could transform into a human form, you would be ecstatic. From now on, you will be with me every day, and you will take me all over the world , facing each other every day, there is no need to put me away when there is no war on weekdays...

But the reality is very different from what I thought. You are right. People and swords are different. Different things must be treated differently. After all, I am a sword, not a person, but I am not a human being. It's a pure sword again, so what am I now? "

He turned back, looked at Venerable Chongyuan, slowly stretched out a slender white hand from under the quilt, gently landed on his face, and said softly: "You have always touched me, I used to always touch me." I was thinking, if one day I could touch you, how great it would be. Now that I have met you, it can be regarded as the end of my long-standing obsession, and it is not in vain for me to transform once.

Xiaofeng, you are right, our spirit and soul are inseparable... Comrades, I have been by your side since I was conscious, so many years have passed by now, and there will be many more years to be together in the future Over time, until you ascend to the fairy world, I will be left in the sect, like the Qingshan vine, to be an inheritance, maybe by then, I will be more precious than the Qingshan vine. "

Venerable Chongyuan said in a deep voice, "I'm not..."

Fengyun's expression was gentle, he even smiled slightly, with pear dimples on his cheeks, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, I'm not angry anymore, I just suddenly understood where I was wrong, in fact, you didn't lie to me, I'm sorry for you I said, it must be important, but what I think is important is not the same as what you said is important.

I am a weapon, a murder weapon, and your natal flying sword. As a sword cultivator, I am an indispensable part of you. I am in harmony with your soul. I am the most suitable weapon for you in this world. I can walk side by side with you Live all your battles, but I shouldn't try to get involved in your life. From the moment I had delusions, I was wrong and deviated from the true vocation of a weapon.

Xiaofeng, if I hadn't developed spiritual consciousness, how good it would be. If I think too much, I will make many mistakes. Making a sword is much easier than being a human being. "

Venerable Chongyuan frowned tightly, holding Fengyun's shoulder, and said eagerly: "Don't say that, I hope you will be wise..."

Fengyun nodded and said: "I know that with spiritual wisdom, one can be classified as a divine weapon. No one would want to own a divine weapon."

Venerable Chongyuan said angrily: "How can you think like this? I want to communicate with you, not because I want a divine weapon!"

Fengyun looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Venerable Chongyuan frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Fengyun shook his head, and said: "I know why the spiritual intelligence of the only few artifacts in the world is not high. It's not because they can't be born, but...as a weapon, it doesn't need such a high spiritual intelligence. , otherwise it will be counterproductive, just like me.

I am your natal flying sword, your indispensable comrade-in-arms, but as a sword, you are my everything, Xiaofeng, I will not allow any strange barriers to appear between us. "

Venerable Chongyuan said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Fengyun stretched out his arms tentatively, but Venerable Chongyuan didn't block him this time, he finally managed to put his arms around Venerable Chongyuan's neck, smiled happily, and whispered softly with his lips close to his ear: " Xiaofeng, remember, Fengyun Sword will always be just Fengyun Sword, it has never transformed into form, everything today is just a Nanke dream..."

Just as Venerable Chong Yuan was about to speak, someone pressed the back of his head, and the last thing he saw was the man's smiling face and a teardrop at the corner of his eye in the sudden brilliance before his eyes.

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In the early morning, the first ray of sun came down, and the Cultivation God Valley was still very quiet, only the crisp chirping of a few unknown birds announcing the arrival of a new day. Venerable Chongyuan woke up from his sleep with a dull headache , he opened his eyes, Fengyunjian was still in his arms, just like before he fell asleep after drinking too much spirit wine.

He suddenly sat up, staring at Fengyunjian, and said in a deep voice: "Fengyun?"

The Fengyun Sword is like autumn water, and the silver sword tassel is spread quietly on the bed, just like every time I see it.

Venerable Chongyuan raised his hand to cover his forehead, and called again: "Fengyun, come out."

Fengyun Sword did not change at all.

Venerable Chongyuan tossed and poked for a while, but the sword still didn't respond at all, it was simply an ordinary heavenly magic weapon.

If someone walked into the cave now, they would definitely think that Venerable Chongyuan was either crazy or stupid.

After a long time, Venerable Chongyuan murmured, "Is it really a dream?"

But why in the dream, the man's every frown and smile, the red marks between his brows, and the dimples at the corners of his lips, everything about him is so clear?

Venerable Chongyuan helped his painful forehead, grabbed the sword, and wanted to get out of bed, but suddenly stopped, and saw a drop of transparent water rolling down from the smooth sword, rolling down the sword. Pointed drops fell to the ground.

Venerable Chongyuan seemed to have been caught in a fixed body. He maintained the standing posture for a long time, and then sat down on the side of the bed extremely slowly. He put the long sword across his knees, raised his hand, and gently wiped off the spots on the sword with his fingertips. wet marks.

Fengyun Lingjian, the sword is like autumn water, water and fire will not touch it, whether it is water or blood, it will not touch it.

I don't know how long it took before Venerable Chongyuan's deep voice sounded in the quiet cave: "I am not dreaming, so you can't lie to me."

"Fengyun, come out, don't you want to go out and look around? I'll take you to travel all over the world."

Fengyun Sword is just Fengyun Sword, it has never transformed into a sword spirit.