Ji Yuenian looked at her quietly and said: "The sword is a sharp weapon. When you draw the sword, there is no return. Only after you kill the enemy in front of you can it return to the master's hand. Luoxue, maybe you don't know, I have wielded it before."
A sword with a sword spirit but no intelligence of its own is called the Taiyin Divine Sword."
Luoxue's eyes were slightly red and she remained silent.
Ji Yuenian continued: "Today's Luoxue Divine Sword is the same as the Taiyin Divine Sword I held at that time. The only difference is that the sword spirit has spiritual intelligence. This alone makes its power significantly reduced.
It’s as much as 50%, do you know?”
Luoxue suddenly raised her head, gritted her teeth and said, "Your Highness, do you want me to leave?"
"Actually, you have already left, in a time and space that you don't know," Ji Yuenian was silent for a while and said softly, "The moment you were born with spiritual wisdom, there was a growing and growing relationship between you and me.
There was a conflict between my mind and my heart, which is why I changed my sword later."
Luoxue was a little confused, obviously not understanding what Ji Yuenian said.
"Falling snow."
"Your Highness."
"I will personally send you to the lower realm, send you into the whirlpool of reincarnation, and be a real living being from now on, okay?"
Ji Yuenian whispered.
"Your Highness, you..."
The girl with white hair and white eyes stood on the edge of the sea of clouds and continents with her bare feet, her eyes filled with tears.
Ji Yuenian turned his head sideways and looked quietly into her misty eyes: "Luoxue, you were born with this sword, but you are not just a sword spirit. Get rid of this shackles and become a person who truly has your own soul.
Living beings are much stronger than being trapped in the depths of this sword, aren't they?"
Luoxue bit her soft red lips hard. After a long time, she stretched out her plain white sleeves to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, I understand."
Ji Yuenian said: "I will leave a lot of Shangxiao spiritual energy on the virtual form of your soul, and then teach you some sword techniques, and give you several protective treasures in the realm of Hunyuan Zhenxuan. In this way, after your death
After entering the earth realm, as long as you practice hard, you can at least achieve the longevity cultivation of the Three Disasters Taiyi. At that time, you can find a quiet place without competition from the world, live according to your own wishes, or start a sect.
, whether you marry someone or live in seclusion quietly, no matter what, it is better than being a sword spirit who is in danger day and night, living and dying."
Luoxue fell silent, no longer speaking, her figure dissipated inch by inch, and re-entered between Luoxue's divine sword.
Ji Yuenian took the Luoxue Divine Sword and said, "When I get some more Wangui Life Beads, I will personally go down to the netherworld and send you to the realm of death."
The sword trembled slightly, as if in response.
Ji Yuenian let out an extremely rare sigh, held the Luoxue Divine Sword upside down, and with his body twisted, entered the Abyss of Ghosts again.
The Luoxue Sword Spirit followed him for thousands of years, experienced countless life and death crises, and passed through many terrible disasters.
However, Ji Yuenian knew very clearly that only the Luoxue Divine Sword without the existence of the sword spirit was the Taiyin Divine Sword with unparalleled sharpness and tearing apart everything before the long river of time was sorted out.
Sending Luoxue Sword Spirit to the lower realm to die is relatively speaking the best destination for her.
After all, as Ji Yuenian's cultivation level gets higher and higher, the long sword forged from a section of the Milky Way in the Western Territory needs to exert its due power more and more. By that time, Luo Xue, as a person with a state of mind cultivation, is not that advanced.
The sword spirit will be torn apart by the origin of the sword, and the final outcome will not be too good.
In other words, although this sword is called the Luoxue Divine Sword, it is actually the Taiyin Divine Sword refined by the Taiyin Goddess. It just changed its name temporarily.
Luoxue, on the other hand, was the sword spirit that was forcibly blessed by the long rivers of time. It has many fundamental differences with the origin of this sword.
The sword source is strong, but the sword spirit is weak.
The final result is that it is completely torn apart after repeated use and no longer exists.
"This time when we go down to the Wangui Abyss, we will definitely obtain a large number of life beads for Fairy Feiling in exchange for the fate of Guixu Realm!"
The hustle and bustle of the sound reached his ears, and Ji Yuenian's expression cooled slightly as he sensed it. He was surrounded by the icy blue jade divine light, and his figure disappeared into nothingness between distortions.
A moment later, more than a dozen creatures appeared one after another on the edge of the continent, surrounded by a woman who was somewhat familiar to Ji Yuenian.
Feiling Fairy.
The young man in silk robe named Zhang Yan was also among them.
Under the cover and protection of Jinque Tianbao, Ji Yuenian watched the group of people in the void of the boundary wall, and instantly sensed their true cultivation.
There are more than ten half-step saints, two creatures of the fourth realm, three creatures of the fifth realm, and two creatures of the sixth realm.
In addition, there was an old man in a black robe, with twisted transparent ripples surging all over his body, guarding Fairy Feiling every step of the way.
The realm of scattered heaven.
"The aura of his divine soul is only slightly weaker than that of Elder She."
Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, and the cold murderous intent in his eyes gradually faded away.
Many other creatures, except for the two three-corpse saints of the Sixth Realm who were a bit troublesome, the rest were not in Ji Yuenian's eyes at all.
But only this black-robed old man in the Santianji realm made Ji Yuenian vaguely fearful.
"However, you are not so lucky..."
Ji Yuenian's eyes looked at Zhang Yan, who was wearing a silk robe at the edge of the crowd, and murderous intent surged out.
Whether it is the black-robed old man in the Santian Ji Realm or the two three-corpse saints, they are all standing around Fairy Fei Ling. However, Zhang Yan here is not domineering beside Fairy Fei Ling like before, but is being surrounded by Fairy Fei Ling.
Pushed to the margins.
"Fate."
While muttering in a low voice, Jinque Tianbao Fengyi Shuangxuejue completely concealed Ji Yuenian's aura.
The young man in the silk robe was raising his head and trying hard to talk to Fairy Feiling, but the next moment, his expression suddenly became extremely dull, and the words in his mouth suddenly stopped.
Fairy Fei Ling looked sideways and frowned subconsciously when she saw Zhang Yan's frozen expression.
The old man in black robe beside him had already noticed the abnormality, and with a sharp look in his eyes, he said: "Protect Feiling Hall Girl! Someone is attacking!"
Many creatures immediately cast their magical powers and spells to protect Fairy Feiling!
One of them saw Zhang Yan out of the corner of his eye, his pupils shrank sharply, and he exclaimed: "Look there!"
All eyes looked over.
The noisy young man in silk robes has disappeared, replaced by dots of gray and black fine ashes, flying away with the strong wind of the continent and sea of clouds.
The black-robed old man in the Santianji realm flicked his sleeves and took some gray-black ashes between his fingers. After feeling it for a while, his expression became more solemn: "To be honest with you, Feiling Palace Girl, I have never seen such ashes before. It is also a matter of investigation.
I can’t tell the truth.”
A saint with three corpses said in a deep voice: "The man was hiding behind him, not daring to show up. I sensed him again and again but never noticed his traces. I thought he was unable to face the enemy head-on with us, so he had already escaped with one attack. He flew away.
Lady of the Ling Palace, I’d better hurry up and get the Wan Gui Life Bead, wait until things are over here, and then return to Penglai Wonderland, and then investigate in detail.”
"This man was a man of knowledge. It's a pity that he died like this." Fairy Fei Ling looked at the place where Zhang Yan turned into ashes and shook her head, "Just hurry up and leave."
A group of creatures, shrouded by the magical power of the black-robed old man, escaped into the abyss of ghosts and were never seen again.
As for Ji Yuenian, he had already jumped off this dead and empty continent under the cover of Fengyi Shuangxuejue, corresponding to the huge virtual light field map of the East Heavenly Court, and left here.
"Wan Guiyuan can't go there for the time being. He can only think of other ways to deal with the fate of returning to the ruins. Now he will go to the nether world first and send Luo Xue to the reincarnation tunnel to retrieve the real Taiyin Divine Sword."
While thinking, Ji Yuenian held the Shangxiao Spiritual Source, while rapidly recovering the consumption of his soul, while using his mind's magical power, he fell towards the wall of the heaven realm at an extremely terrifying speed. ()