Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

Wang Xiaojian and Ziyi were chatting one after the other. Ziyi was a very gentle big sister who almost answered Wang Xiaojian's questions. This reminded Wang Xiaojian of the gentle primary school Chinese teacher in his childhood.Back then, before Comrade Wang Xiaojian realized that he was a crook, at the age of eight, he once ran to the Chinese teacher and said swearingly—Old Shi, I will marry you as my wife when I grow up.

The teacher at that time looked at Wang Xiaojian, who was wearing a bib vest, sucking his nose and staring at his round black eyes, and gently refused: "Xiaojian, I'm glad you think so, but I'm sorry, teacher, I'm already married."

In Kerala, Wang Xiaojian, who was rejected for the first time in his confession, broke his heart.

Wang Xiaojian has always been brooding about this, but after confirming that he is a crook, he quickly relieved himself.Now meeting the great beauty Sister Ziyi, Wang Xiaojian called out very affectionately, "Sister Ziyi, tell me something more."

"What do you want to hear?"

For a while, I didn't know what to ask, and suddenly remembered that Yuezheng had mentioned the four famous swords, so he asked curiously: "Sister Ziyi, I heard that you are also one of the four famous swords?"

Ziyi was a little shy, her body sitting on the sword moved uncomfortably, and she said shyly: "This is just a name they gave me. In fact, I don't have any special abilities. I just participated in the sealing formation when I sealed the magic. , That's why others put me on a par with the other three swords."

"seal?"

Nodding her head, Ziyi's black eyes moved slightly, as if her mind had been touched, and she asked after a while, "Do you know about magic?"

"Magic?" Wang Xiaojian repeated, frowning after confirming which two words it was, "What is magic? It sounds like something bad."

Zi Yi nodded, her beautiful black hair and silk sash swayed in the air, showing a transparent texture, "The world is divided into good and evil and yin and yang, where there is good there is evil, and where there is yin there is yang. The magic is this cultivation The evil thoughts in the world have existed since ancient times, and it is impossible to disappear. Its destructive power is extremely great. Wherever it goes, there will be chaos, plagues, and countless deaths and injuries. Its seal. However, as time goes by, the magic will grow again, slowly erode the seal and return to the world, and the cultivators will seal it again..."

Wang Xiaojian was obediently lying on the table in the shape of a cross, and the painting next to him still exuded the fresh fragrance of ink, "I know this, the boss that can't be killed is really troublesome, and it will reappear every once in a while."

Zi Yi flew to him, "That's right, it is impossible to destroy the magic. The previous times it appeared every 1000 years, and the last time the magic appeared was 130 and [-] years ago. The suzerain, Venerable Ying Jue, and several other ascetics used the four famous swords to seal the magic. Among these four swords, the Zhaoyun sword has the protective power to seal the barrier, and the Langye sword has the destructive power to destroy the seal barrier. Power, and finally the Illusory Sword, it is the sword of redemption, it is completely incompatible with the power of magic, when Venerable Ying Jue was able to seal the magic, he relied on the Illusory Sword at the last moment, as for me... I don't have much power, It was just forming a sword array with the other three swords during the sealing process."

Wang Xiaojian quickly said: "Sister Ziyi, you don't need to underestimate yourself. Even if you don't have special abilities, you are much better than other swords. Besides, you can transform into a human being. It must be a very powerful sword."

Ziyi was amused by his words, and the two chatted for a while, when there was a little wind outside the door, Ziyi smiled and said: "They are back."

After speaking, he flew out from the door, leaving Wang Xiaojian immobile lying on the table and complaining silently: This kind of welcoming battle is not too much like welcoming a husband's wife!

If it wasn't for Ziyi's real sword, he would have thought she was a person just like himself.Moreover, I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that there was an inexplicable atmosphere between Chi Riyan and Ziyi, and of course he might be thinking too much.

Yuezheng still had an expressionless coffin face, but Wang Xiaojian felt that he seemed to be in a good mood, and it seemed that the two masters and apprentices had a pleasant conversation.

"The three-day face wall still needs to be obeyed, you go back." Chi Riyan entered the room and took the Ziyi sword, and said to Yuezheng without raising his head.

"Yes." Yue Zheng didn't talk nonsense, and walked out of the bamboo house with Wang Xiaojian in his hand.Wang Xiaojian felt that he left too simply, as if some kind of agreement had been reached, but he couldn't keep asking, so he obediently let Yue Zheng carry him away without saying a word.At the last moment of leaving the bamboo house, he turned his head and glanced inside, and saw Chi Riyan's hand was pressing on the painting, his head was slightly tilted, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, as if he was talking to someone.

From Qingyin Peak to Tianzhu Peak in just a short time, the temperature of Tianzhu Peak seems to be much colder than that of Qingyin Peak. There are strange rocks everywhere, hard stones, and occasionally a few strong trees grow tenaciously from the gaps, facing the blue sky. The blue sky reveals the green shoots.

The white Tianzhu Peak, the shrubs in front of the open space are densely green, interspersed with a few soft grasses, with shy white flowers on top, hidden in the dense green.

Vitality hides in the desolation, if you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to find those weak and tenacious greens, soft but strong whites, like that person’s temperament, the appearance is the indifference and arrogance of thousands of miles of ice, which makes people daunting , can be really close, but can find a trace of warmth and softness from it.

Of course, that character is still unbearable!

Wang Xiaojian and Yuezheng stepped on the cold stone and carried them into the stone room.

The stone room is simple and dry, and the walls are almost covered with sword marks, as if this stone room was carved out by sword after sword.

Close to the inside, and walk a few more steps, you will see a square stone bed, as if it was cut and placed there, covered with a layer of white cloth, it doesn't look very thick, Wang Xiaojian bet if he It is absolutely impossible to sleep in this bed.

There is a seat in the middle of the white cloth.

Yuezheng put him aside, sat on the mat and began to practice daily.

Wang Xiaojian looked east and west, and finally focused his eyes on the people above the banquet in boredom.

Black hair mixed with silvery white covered the body, hanging down on the stone bed, like flowing spring water, scattered on the fox fur that also hung on the stone bed, black and white, contrasting the soul-stirring beauty, sharp, sharp, one There is a slight alienation and indifference, but the soft and fluffy fox fur on his neck softens his handsome outline like a knife and an axe.

As if feeling Wang Xiaojian's gaze, his fan-like eyelashes trembled, Yue Zheng opened his jade-like eyes, and stared sideways at him.

Wang Xiaojian shuddered suddenly, he didn't know if it was because of the chill in the room, or because of the coldness that disappeared instantly from those eyes.

At that moment, Wang Xiaojian could only see the utter indifference from those eyes, which made him feel like he had arrived at the frozen North Pole in an instant, with heavy snow flying and no one left, while Yuezheng was standing at the end of the shining aurora, Standing on the highest peak, my clothes are flying, I am the only one, but I am lonely to the extreme.

For some reason, four words suddenly flashed in his mind - the way of heartless sword.

A strange sadness flashed across his heart, Wang Xiaojian shook his head and shook it away.

Suddenly I was very curious, would this so-called unfeeling kendo practiced to the extreme, really cut off love?

Shaking his head, he pushed the increasingly ridiculous thoughts out of his mind, haha, anyway, this is not something he should worry about.

I was thinking wildly, and I didn't know when I fell asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Wang Xiaojian found himself lying on the bed as usual, with nothing covering his body... No wonder he felt cold.

Yawning and turning his head, he saw Yuezheng sitting on the side mat and meditating.Now he has figured out Yuezheng's action rules, which can be summed up as follows: practice sword - meditate - sleep - practice sword - meditate.

Such a cycle goes on and on, this is the life of a cultivator, it is extremely boring.Wang Xiaojian reckoned his temperament, if he was allowed to live like this, it would be hard to kill him!

But now he is not in the mood to study Yuezheng's living habits. He was pondering what Yuezheng said yesterday, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Yuezheng?"

Yue Zheng opened his eyes.

Wang Xiaojian plucked up his courage, "Yesterday you said you wanted to find me a scabbard?"

Yue Zheng turned to look at him and nodded.

Oh is great too!

There was also a thin layer of smile in Yuezheng's eyes, and suddenly he stopped smiling and turned his face to the outside of the cave.

Wang Xiaojian was still happy, when he suddenly saw Yuezheng looking out of the cave, he guessed that someone was coming, so he also stretched his head to look out.

Sure enough, after a while, Chi Riyan walked in.He was still dressed in black, his face was rosy, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"How is your health? Have you had poisonous hair recently?"

"Thank you Master for your concern, no." Yue Zheng said.

Chi Riyan stared at him for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse..."

Yuezheng lowered his brows and said: "This disciple has never felt that coming to the Hanhai Yunzong is a disaster. If Master hadn't rescued him, this disciple would have suffered from the ice poison and died long ago."

His tone was flat, but Wang Xiaojian could still hear the gratitude in his words.Presumably Yuezheng respects Chi Riyan so much, besides being his master, he also has the grace of saving his life.

As if thinking of something, Chi Riyan's expression also became heavy, and then he said with relief: "With your current cultivation base, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress the outbreak of methamphetamine. As long as you concentrate on practicing, there will be a day when it will be eradicated."

"The disciple listens carefully to the instruction."