To be honest, Qin Xuan was dumbfounded by Xiao Lianxian's move: "That's it? Just like that, it's solved?"
One move!
It’s really a trick!
By the way, what did Xiao Lianxian do?
She seemed to have just thrown away the lotus stem in her hand, but Lu Yan knelt down like that?
Qin Xuan looked at Lu Yan who was lying on his side from a distance. He seemed to be lifeless. However, as a demon painter, Qin Xuan did not dare to rush over. He had better hide behind Xiao Lianxian and hug the thick thigh tightly: "
Is she dead?"
"Not dead."
"Not dead? Not dead?" Qin Xuan snapped his fingers and cast a magic spell to detect life, but the feedback result was that there was no life ahead: "Then why can't I feel her breath?"
"That's because..."
Little Lotus Fairy raised her hand, and the next moment, the Chunyang Ancient Sword that had fallen on the ground was held in Little Lotus Fairy's hand: "This is her true body!"
"Ontology?"
Do people still have an identity?
"You mean," Qin Xuan: "She is a sword, not a person?"
"To be precise, it's a sword-like mountain and sea beast."
"This..." Qin Xuan: "This is the first time I've heard of it."
"Sword Girl and Sword Spirit..."
Qing Ling explained: "The one who has a physical body is the Sword Girl, and the one who has no physical body is the Sword Spirit. Lu Yan is the latter. Her body is actually this ancient Chunyang sword. In comparison, this soul body is more like
Even if a projection is destroyed, it won't cause any harm, but..."
"If I destroy this sword now, then she will really die." Qing Ling: "Unless within a certain period of time, there is a strong man who has reached the highest realm and uses the supreme swordsmanship to breed the broken sword's remains, otherwise,
When this sword decays, the spirit of the sword will be completely gone."
This is also the reason why Lu Yan was scared when Xiao Lianxian broke the sheath of Chunyang Sword and threatened her with a broken sword.
"Two million years ago, I protected Mu Qiubai and jointly pursued the path of passing on the Three Friends. During this period, I met a powerful swordsman named Lu Yan. His swordsmanship was extremely strong, rare in the world, and was considered first-rate.
, even I spent some effort to defeat him." Qing Ling said: "Lv Yan died in the battle of Xianyan."
"Xian Yan?"
"A catastrophe that spanned 800,000 years." Qing Ling said: "Nearly all the practitioners at that time died in this catastrophe, and Lu Yan was no exception. He did not escape this catastrophe.
The disasters that plagued the entire land of China were buried with that era."
"I don't know much about this," Qing Ling said, "I heard about this from that idiot emperor."
The idiot emperor...
In fact, she is Sister Ying.
I don’t know why, but Qing Ling and Sister Ying’s personalities are a bit difficult to deal with. Although they usually don’t have quarrels like Tapir Meng and Han Ji, they will always wipe out sparks inadvertently.
"When Qiu Bai died, Xianyan had not yet begun, and my predecessor, Li Qingling, died in the early stage of Xianyan."
This sounds a little sad.
"My previous life was that one. How did Mu Qiubai die?"
Mu Qiubai, how did he die?
Not only Qin Xuan wants to know this question, but Qing Ling wants to know it even more than him!
However, Qing Ling doesn’t know what happened back then until today.
'you...'
The man's clothes were dyed red with blood, and his heart was wounded by a sword.
‘Who? Who did it, who did it?!!!’
At that time, the girl asked desperately. She was very angry and angry, but he just coughed up blood.
He was laughing, smiling helplessly, smiling so regretfully...
'sorry.'
"What are you sorry for? Heal me! Recover quickly!" Girl: "You are so powerful, can you recover from such a slight sword injury immediately?"
'sorry...'
'Why are you saying sorry?' Girl: 'Hey! Don't say anything. Come on, stop the bleeding. Why don't you treat me?'
'sorry.'
'I'll help you with treatment, I'll help you...'
However, he grabbed the girl's hand, and the next moment, his apologetic and sad eyes fell into her eyes. His eyes told her that he did not want treatment and was unwilling to accept treatment: 'I'm sorry, I,
I'm tired, I'm going there...'
‘What are you saying to be sorry for! What are you saying to be sorry for!’
When he rejected the girl's power, when his hand fell and gradually became cold, only the girl hugged him: 'I can't live in your heart, but why can't you let me stay with you all the time.'
Why is she unwilling to fulfill even this small wish?
'You said you went there.'
'But where is that?' Qing Ling looked at Qin Xuan blankly: 'Then, where is it?'
"Qing Ling? Qing Ling, are you okay? Qing Ling!"
Qing Ling seemed to think of something, and for a moment, she didn't even hear Qin Xuan's words: "Ah? What did you say, Xuan?"
"Forehead..."
Qin Xuan: "I'm asking you, how did my previous life Mu Qiubai die? As his reincarnation, he is actually me, uh, to be precise, it was me in the past, so I want to know,
Is this okay?"
"If I knew, I would definitely tell you, but unfortunately, I don't know either."
"You don't know either?!"
What's going on?
The cause of death of one of your previous lives has become a mystery?
By the way, what the hell is this? Does Qin Xuan want to know how he died, collect information, and then go to Luobai Pu and ask Chang Ling to help with the reasoning first?
"what is going on?!"
"well..."
Qingling looked bitter as she said, "You suddenly came back with injuries. I don't know what happened to you, but you just didn't want to receive treatment."
"What does it mean to be unwilling to receive treatment?"
"The injury you suffered was a sword wound. It was very serious, but it was for someone else. To you, it was an insignificant injury. Not to mention you in the past, even I at that time could easily heal it.
Qing Ling said: "But at that time, you refused my treatment and even refused to recover."
At Qiu Bai's level of cultivation at that time, no one could force him to do something he didn't want to do, not even his own strength.
Therefore, Qiubai's death can be said to be his own choice, he died voluntarily."
Well, Qin Xuan was also a little confused. So the game can still be played like this?
"That's not right." Qin Xuan's thinking was very active now because of Feng Xiran. He quickly discovered the problem: "If I follow what you said, Qingling, then the problem must be caused by the sword wound. Mu
Qiu Bai's choice to die must be related to this sword wound, who hurt him?"
"That's what I want to know too!"
Qing Ling said angrily: "Qiu Bai at that time, there were not many people in the world who could surpass him. He was a great talent. Even among the many ancestors, he was one of the best."
For some reason, Qin Xuan felt as if he was floating when he heard Qing Ling praising Mu Qiubai so much.
Why, you ask?
I still don’t understand this, Mu Qiubai is Qin Xuan’s previous life, so praising him is the same as praising Qin Xuan!
Of course, now is not the time to talk about this. Qin Xuan listened carefully to Qing Ling's judgment: "There may be people who can hurt him, but they will never be swordsmen. And if I don't have that kind of sword,
Misremembered..."
"That's Feng Tianxian's sword!"
"Feng Tianxian?!"
Qin Xuan knows about this, the woman named Mo Xianyu whom he met before.
But the person who hurt Mu Qiubai was definitely not Mo Xianyu, because she could not live for 2 million years.
"good."
"But the problem is, even the Patriarch Feng Tianxian back then couldn't hurt Mu Qiubai," Qing Ling said, "Qiubai back then was really strong. If he didn't want to, Grandmaster Feng Tianxian couldn't hurt him at all.
To him, so there is only one possibility for that sword to hurt Qiu Bai."
"What's possible?"
"Voluntary!" Qing Ling said in a deep voice: "Qiu Bai voluntarily accepted this sword!"