"Senior Brother, has that Nanfeng Sword ever surrendered?"
As soon as Ou Yezi finished speaking, Ou Ye Changfeng waved his hand, and the blue palace guard formation was activated immediately, and then he said:
"This sword is quite different. If we want her to come out of the mountain, I'm afraid Zhong Lingxi will have to go there in person."
"Are there any risks?" Although the white-haired old man said that there was no danger on the fifth level, Ou Yezi was still a little worried, fearing that the sword spirit would be detrimental to his disciple.
"Don't worry, the sword spirit won't hurt her."
After hearing these words, the rickety old man had no choice but to put aside his worries and replied:
"Okay, I will ask Lingxi to enter the secret realm."
Then, Ou Yezi's figure flashed and disappeared.
…
On the mountain peak, Zhong Lingxi, dressed in white, was in a daze. At this time, she suddenly felt a familiar breath appearing not far away. She quickly stood up and said to him:
"Master, why are you here?"
Ou Yezi said straightforwardly:
"Lingxi, do you want to get rid of Wu Hao?"
Zhong Lingxi was suddenly stunned after hearing this. Although she didn't know what her master had planned, she replied simply: arsenic
"think."
At this time, the rickety old man changed the topic and said:
"There is a magic weapon in the fifth level of the secret realm, called the South Wind Sword. If you can make it recognize you as its master, there is hope that this can be done. Of course, this is only a glimmer of hope. It is also possible to get the sword.
It won’t help, you should think about it before deciding whether to go or not.”
However, what he didn't expect was that Zhong Lingxi agreed very simply.
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will try."
Ou Yezi did not hesitate and responded directly:
"Okay, you come with me."
Under the leadership of the rickety old man, Zhong Lingxi quickly arrived at the end of the underground spring. At this time, a white-haired old man was waiting here quietly.
The woman in white bowed respectfully after seeing the other party.
"Disciple Zhong Lingxi, I have met the head master."
Ouye Changfeng smiled slightly and said very kindly:
"Go ahead."
Then, under the instructions of the two men, the woman in white slowly walked into it until she disappeared.
"Brother, do you think Lingxi can get that sword?" Ou Yezi asked in a low voice.
The white-haired old man stroked his beard and said, "It depends on her fortune."
…………
As soon as Zhong Lingxi entered the secret realm, she was shocked by the scenery in front of her. She didn't have to do anything, just standing here, she felt very peaceful inside.
At this time, the jade sword in front of her attracted her attention.
"Master said that the South Wind Sword is on the fifth floor, so it must be the one in front of you."
Then, the woman in white raised her slender legs and walked over.
However, before she could get closer, the green light of the jade sword flashed, and a clear female voice sounded from around her.
"Who is coming..."
These four words had a magical power that made Zhong Lingxi become more emotional. She couldn't help but stop, bowed her hands, and replied:
"Junior Zhong Lingxi, I have met senior Sword Spirit."
However, the sword did not answer, but the woman in white felt that the sword was observing her. She still maintained the posture of cupping her hands and stood motionless.
Just when she was wondering, a tiny wisp of wind suddenly appeared in the field. Whenever the wind passed by a place, waves would appear on Jinghu Lake, and the trajectory of the wind would slowly circle around the Zhongling River.
At first, Zhong Lingxi didn't feel anything, but when the ripples reached her feet, her heart also followed the waves on the lake.
As time went by, many scenes buried in her heart emerged in Zhong Lingxi's mind.
Yinren Village Martial Arts Competition, Liangchengang, Luoye City, Martial Arts Competition to Recruit a Marriage...
Many things come together, including joy, fear, and sadness. There are many stories, but none of them can escape that figure.
Unknowingly, mist appeared in the corners of the eyes of the woman in white, and tears slowly slid down her cheeks and fell into the mirror lake.
She was unaware of the whole process from beginning to end, and all changes seemed so natural.
At this time, the gentle breeze blew slowly around her, gradually drying the tears in the corners of her eyes, and the hair that had not been taken care of for a long time was gradually being combed by the wind, just like a gentle mother arranging her own hair.
Daughter dressing up.
After a long time, Zhong Lingxi gradually came out of her heart. She never thought that the feelings she had buried for several months would be easily brought out by the other party.
"Senior Sword Spirit, I..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw a beautiful woman in a green dress slowly emerge from in front of the sword. Her graceful expression was like a person walking out of a painting, showing dignity and elegance at all times.
For a moment, even Zhong Lingxi, a woman, couldn't help but be stunned.
Then, the beautiful female Sword Spirit walked up to the woman in white and said calmly to her: "My name is Nanfeng, you can call me Sister Nanfeng."
Zhong Lingxi lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the other party for a moment. She shouted softly in a slightly shy tone: "Nanfeng...sister..."
At this time, the beautiful sword spirit named "Nanfeng" reached out and stroked the long hair on her chest, then walked behind the other party, turned her back to her and whispered softly:
"The sea water is a long dream, you are worried and I am also worried. The south wind knows my intention, and blows my dream to Xizhou. Do you know what this means?"
Zhong Lingxi thought for a moment, but she could only come up with a confused idea. She shook her head and replied: "Nanfeng...sister, I..."
Having said this, she did not continue. When the beautiful sword spirit heard this, she just nodded lightly and did not say anything more.
Immediately afterwards, the originally calm Jinghu Lake suddenly set off a wave of water, hitting the woman in white.
The frightened Zhong Lingxi subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that she seemed to be frozen in place by a strange force, unable to move at all. She had to close her eyes and let the waves hit her.
At this moment, the waves passed through her body, and memory fragments bloomed in her mind like flowers...
The autumn wind blew the lake surface, causing ripples. A lotus grew beside the river bank. In the lotus, a thin apricot red dress was looming among the green leaves. The green hair on the temples swayed in the wind, and a pair of white and delicate hands like jade lotus roots were on the lotus seeds.
Gently playing with it, the charming sunset and flying birds all reflect a beautiful lady.
At this time, a small boat sailed under the bridge, coming slowly in the evening breeze. On the small boat, a handsome young man in a green robe, with his hands behind his head, lay on his back in the corner of the boat, with a cup in his mouth.
A tail grass is looking at the fire clouds in the sky with squinted eyes.