After hearing the leader Yu Jizi explain that the sword spirits of the two divine swords were fighting against each other, all the disciples looked at each other.
Finally, senior brother Gu Jianchi said: "Master, half a year ago, Junior Brother Xiaochuan and Junior Sister Yun Qiyou fought in the Cangyun Competition. They were both divine swords. Why were neither of them controlled by the sword spirit at that time?"
Yu Jizi smiled slightly, this was a great opportunity for these young disciples to increase their experience, so he naturally did not hesitate to teach them.
Said: "This is because of Chunjun. Chunjun is after the top ten divine swords in ancient times, but it is also the most special one. It is the only one among the ten divine swords that is not a blood-refined magic weapon. According to legend, this divine sword
The sword is the magic weapon of the human god of war. It has endless fighting spirit. It is very easy to be attracted by sword spirits and weapon spirits whose power is comparable to its own, and then it will attack them involuntarily. However, Xuan Kong Shenni did not expect that Ogawa
The spiritual power of the Wufeng Sword is by no means weaker than that of Chunjun. Facing Chunjun's provocation, the Wufeng Sword's sword spirit showed no fear and began to fight back, which almost caused a catastrophe."
After listening to Yu Jizi's words, all the disciples changed their expressions slightly. They had long known that the edgeless sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was powerful, but they never expected that it could be as powerful as Chunjun, one of the top ten magic weapons.
situation.
Gu Jianchi asked his master which sword won the battle between the two swords.
Yujizi laughed and said: "Of course Wufeng won, otherwise it would be Xiaochuan who is unconscious at this moment, not Miaohua."
Ye Xiaochuan just woke up and needs to retreat. He has advanced and will have to pass the fifth round tomorrow, so Yu Jizi asked everyone in the room to go back to rest and not to disturb Ye Xiaochuan's rest.
Soon, the room became empty again. In order to let the senior brother rest, Yang Jiu also took away the chirping Wangcai. Then he blew out the three tallow candles in the room to let the senior brother have a good rest.
How can Ye Xiaochuan feel sleepy?
He lay on the bed, looking at the darkness in front of him, and the song Situ Feng sang when the smoke disappeared came to his mind.
Then he sang out uncontrollably.
The edgeless sword, the thought of cutting through the dust, can be cut continuously in three lives and seven lifetimes.
…
Just after singing two lines, I suddenly heard a few thumping sounds, and then I heard Yun Qiyou's voice coming from next door.
"Ye Xiaochuan, is he out of his mind?"
Ye Xiaochuan sat up and said, "What did you say? I don't understand."
Yun Qiyou said slowly: "You have deceived everyone, but you can't deceive me. Don't forget, I am also a party to the curse of Wu Feng and Zhan Chen. Alas, I didn't expect Yun Yazi's uncle to break up with them.
The person who is superior to him is actually Senior Situ Feng from six thousand years ago. Has his soul remained in the Edgeless Sword for all these years?"
Ye Xiaochuan was speechless, not knowing what to say.
I originally thought that no one else knew about Situ Feng's soul except myself and Xuan Ying, but I didn't expect that Yun Qiyou would find out in the end.
Yun Qiyou saw that Ye Xiaochuan had not spoken for a long time, so he spoke: "You are very sad about Situ Feng's death, and I am also very sad. Zhan Chen has been in a very sad state for the past two days, and my mood has also been affected.
The reason why you have been so confused these past two days is actually because Wu Feng's sadness has affected your soul and made you unable to extricate yourself. It is common sense that when the master dies, the Divine Sword mourns."
Ye Xiaochuan did not deny it this time and said: "Senior Situ knew that he would disappear soon. He chose the last battle in his life and ended all his stories. I am not sad, I am only happy for him because he
When he left, he left with a smile. He was destined to stay at Broken Sky Cliff. I didn’t understand it before, but only recently did I understand that Broken Sky Cliff was the place where Su Qinglian’s body and soul were destroyed, and a wisp of Situ Feng
The remnant soul has not dissipated for six thousand years because this is the place where his soul returns. Six thousand years is too long. Senior Situ is living in pain every moment. Death is too important to him.
It's a relief."
The tears of Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan suddenly began to flow uncontrollably at this moment, and they seemed to feel the sadness in each other's hearts.
The two of them stretched out their hands at almost the same time and touched the wall. Their palms almost touched the same position on the wall, rubbing gently as if the wall was the other's cheek, trying to comfort each other.
The crazy men and resentful women who are destined to be entangled for life, even if they are separated by a wall, they still can't stop the understanding in their hearts.
After a long time, the two people retracted their hands as if they were connected.
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly laughed and said: "When the sun rises tomorrow, I will be the carefree Ye Xiaochuan again. Senior Situ is just a passer-by who is destined to be in my life. He hopes that we can break through
Get rid of that damn curse and let us live happily without any tragedy of falling in love or killing each other, so I must be happy, this is his wish."
Yun Qiyou said: "Yes, everything has passed. Our predecessors have sacrificed their lives to open up the path for us. Let's go on and see how this reincarnation, three lives and seven lives, will reach its end after nine thousand and nine hundred years.
What is it."
It was a peaceful night, but how many people could feel the undercurrent of tranquility?
Xuanying's traces were discovered again, but this time the person who discovered her was not the Demon Cult, but a master of the Xuantian Sect.
Two days ago on the Broken Sky Cliff, Xuan Ying didn't want to see Situ Feng in a state of despair, so he left the Broken Sky Cliff and planned to return to Mount Xumi to recuperate for a while.
As a result, they were trapped by three masters in the wilderness, which was only about 800 miles away from Broken Sky Cliff. The leader was Qiankunzi's junior brother, the thin old man in gray robe.
The other two people, an old woman in her sixties or seventies, were leaning on a huge faucet-head crutch, bending over and coughing from time to time. It seemed that the old woman was old and in poor health.
There is another old man who is also wearing a gray robe, but he looks very ugly, has a short stature, short legs, short arms, and a big belly. He has a childish face and white hair, and eyes as sharp as eagles. He looks like a master of Taoism at first glance.
In this wilderness, the three of them surrounded Xuan Ying, without saying a word for a while.
I don't know how long it took, but the old man in gray robe finally spoke and said hoarsely: "Senior Xuan Ying, I don't mean to offend you tonight. I just want to ask you something. I would also like to ask you to go to Kunlun Mountain and treat me as a distinguished guest."
Xuan Ying sneered a few times with an expressionless face and said, "Oh, what if I don't go?"
The short-built old man in gray robe next to him, with a boyish face and white hair, smiled faintly and said in a somewhat loud voice: "If senior intends to embarrass the three of us, then we will have no choice but to offend him."
