Spirit Sword Wuxian

In the dense night, the purple jade sword pendant still exudes luster, and a faint purple line emanates from the jade pendant. The extremely long purple line spreads in the air and disappears in the crack of the door.

The moon shines brightly, Xuanshan Sword Tomb.

On the blue stone road, a cloud of lavender smoke floated, the large cloud of smoke dissipated, and the purple clothes fluttered. The woman walked forward gracefully, her white bare feet strolled on the stone road, a layer of transparent floating light under her feet, there was no wind around, circling The air around the woman drove her extremely long black hair, flying in the night sky.

The woman stopped, raised her eyes and scanned the notches on the stone wall, her charming voice brought out her lazy voice, "Tianxuan Sword Tomb, did you know that half of the swords inside belong to others."

The woman smiled slightly, and her figure turned into a stream of purple light, which slipped in through the gap in the stone wall.

The darkness of the night blends with unknown dreams.

"Come on, chase me, Linger, I'm here..."

A woman in a purple robe ran forward joyfully, turning her head to wave to her from time to time.

Qingling looked around in bewilderment, a white mist filled the air like a fairyland, why was the woman's face blurred?

Qing Ling ran towards the woman, unable to resist the attraction in his heart, and wanted to grab her, his body was getting closer and closer to her, every step seemed to be stepping on the air, and finally the two of them rose up and lay on the clouds.

The woman's body is soft, as if softer than clouds, her black hair is fluttering, and it feels like a fine brocade. Qing Ling hugged her and asked curiously: "Who are you? Why do you know my name?"

"Ling'er, you are so cruel, you actually forgot about me. Fortunately, I accompany you every night like a dream. Youdao is a one-night couple with a hundred days of grace. You owe me more than a hundred days?"

The woman laughed lazily, which made Qing Ling's heart itch, but no matter how she looked at it, she almost stared out her eyes, and couldn't see her appearance clearly. Why did this happen?Is it really in a dream?

"A couple of one night and a hundred days of kindness, although this is true, it refers to the relationship between a man and a woman. You and I are both women, how can there be such a thing as a one-night kindness?" Qing Ling let her go and lay on the cloud alone , Enjoying the comfort of the soft clouds, even if it is a dream, this is a very enjoyable dream.

"It turns out that you want kindness. Since you have forgotten that feeling, how about I let you recollect it?" The woman held her in her arms, lifted her chin, and kissed her slowly.

This soft touch made Qing Ling suddenly startled, waking up like a nightmare!

It was dark all around, and a layer of light came through the window, and it was almost dawn.

Qingling sat quietly on the bedside, panting a bit quickly, his eyes temporarily lost focus, staring blankly at the dangling purple jade pendant, his head was aching, when he touched it, his head was covered with sweat, what the hell is going on? up?She is a cultivator, yet her heart is not calm. These days, she has been having the same dream, that woman whose face cannot be seen, makes her heart palpitate.

Unable to fall asleep anymore, Qingling put on her coat and sat cross-legged on the bed, between her fingers flexed and stretched, the candle on the table was lit, and her cheeks were a little blush, she took a deep breath, folded her hands, and calmed herself down. The white mist swirled around her body, the sweat on her forehead disappeared, the blush on her cheeks gradually faded, the gas in her body was reconciled, and her mood returned to nature.

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The bell of the Zhongge rang, and it was already morning.

After Qingling washed, she walked out of the room. The courtyard was very quiet, accompanied by the fresh air in the morning, giving people a comfortable feeling. This time is the most suitable for cultivation.

"Fourth Senior Sister, hurry up and have dinner with me, we will be going down the mountain later." Qing Fan waved to her not far away.

Qing Ling walked over, wondering: "What are you going down the mountain for?"

"You left too hastily last night. Master said that there was an evil spirit at the foot of the mountain recently, so he ordered me to go down the mountain with you to explore and put away the evil spirit so as not to harm the people." Qing Fan looked proud, and Master finally Thinking of her as the sixth disciple, even the fifth junior has not been entrusted with such an important task, it is conceivable that she and the fourth senior sister are already unshakable in the heart of the master!

"In that case, let's go eat first." Qingling looked at him like this, amused in his heart, but calm on his face, it's not that he doesn't use the fifth junior brother, the master is thoughtful, just want her to experience it. , Qingfan has always been negligent in cultivation, lazy and playful, and his cultivation has been stagnant at the chivalrous level, no wonder Master is anxious.

At noon, the market is noisy.

In front of Suyuan Teahouse, there stood a monk in rags. He stared blankly at the teapot on the table, wishing to quench his thirst.

People passing by pointed and pointed, surprised in their hearts, why did this monk get so poor?Judging by his dirty appearance, it is estimated that he came all the way for alms.

"This monk is so kind and pitiful. Even drinking a cup of tea is a luxury."

"Yes, you can see that he is all dirty, but his face is quite handsome."

"Hey, look at the Buddhist beads in his hand!"

I don't know who yelled, and everyone quickly gathered together, staring at the Buddhist beads in the monk's hand, full of surprise in their hearts.

Don't look at the young monk's shabby clothes, but the Buddhist beads in his hand are extremely conspicuous. The beads are round and jade-like, with a black luster, luxurious and luxurious, and there is a faint gleam of light. Where does this monk come from?There are such precious Buddha beads!

"Go away, go away, don't block us from doing business!" The waiter pushed the monk out, and everyone dispersed after seeing it, and no one wanted to participate in this kind of boring business.

The sky suddenly picked up a wind, and a group of black clouds blew over. There was a hint of red light in the clouds. The people below were frightened and avoided everywhere. It was so close to the fairy mountain, how could this evil thing come, it was really frightening.

The monk's eyes froze, have they all come here?

At the same time, countless piercing voices flew out of the clouds and shot towards the innocent people.

The cold and stern wind was mixed with pitiful wailing, and the source of the piercing sound was actually countless delicate sickles, each with a layer of black gas attached to it, extremely poisonous and evil!

"You evil thing, you came here to make troubles in Lingyun Mountain. I will accept you today!" The monk folded his hands together, and the black jade Buddha beads in his hands suddenly shone brightly. Following the scriptures he silently recited, a white halo emerged from his mouth. It emitted from his body, turned into dozens of round light balls, and hit the scattered black gas.

The white spheres rolled in the air, and each light sphere separated hundreds of them by itself, spinning at a fast speed. Wherever it went, the black air disappeared into nothingness. The waiter in the shop almost dropped his jaw in shock, this monk actually knows Taoist spells?And so powerful!

The black cloud layer suddenly increased several times, and two red lights that were as big as lanterns flickered, and a stench came out, accompanied by an angry shout, "Smelly monk, you want to die!"

The clouds were shaking, the wind was blowing, and countless phantoms of sickles scattered from the sky, like black rain. After flying down, they all swirled towards the monk, and some of them scattered and flew towards the people.

The evil energy was strong in the air, and the nearby houses were blown in all directions.

The monk's heart trembled, and he couldn't hold on anymore, but his legs were still as firm as Mount Tai. He suddenly threw out the beads and flew in the sky. With the rapid rotation of each bead, a huge phantom of an ancient Buddha appeared in midair, with a clear outline , the long eyebrows danced, and once the Buddha's shadow appeared, the evil spirit in the air was much less, but it still did not dissipate.

The sky flickered with milky white, and thousands of flying swords spun, like a huge sky net, tightly surrounding all the black air, and the speed of each flying sword was extremely fast, quickly shuttled through the black air, looking at However, the two white-clothed men who flew over from Yujian were actually disciples of Tianxuanmen.

"Ah!" With a scream, the evil energy in the sky was suppressed by the power of the two sides, and gradually dissipated. The phantom of the sickle formed by the black air also evaporated with the attack of the flying sword, and the people breathed a sigh of relief. .

The woman was dressed in white, floating like a fairy. She stood majestically on the sword, and with a twist of her fingers, thousands of milky white sword shadows spun and scattered from all directions, merged automatically in the air, and merged into a beam of milky white light, disappearing in her hands .

"Senior sister! You don't even give me a chance to show off!" The girl behind the woman pouted and quit, and with a movement of her finger, a wisp of faint liquid vapor was sucked back by her. The brilliance has covered up her insignificance a long time ago. If she had known this earlier, she would not have come. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with her!

"This evil spirit is not something you can deal with. If there is a next time, I will let you use it!" Qing Ling shook his head, and with a movement of thought, the giant sword under his feet retracted its scabbard by itself, and the two of them fell to the ground. shocked.

The monk took back the beads, walked forward, saluted and said: "Amitabha, the swordsmanship of Tianxuanmen is really powerful. This evil current has been going on for a long time, and the skill of the little monk is not enough to defeat it. Thank you friends from Tianxuanmen today. Helping each other, like this, is also getting rid of a trouble for the righteous way."