There were some surprised comments in the small Jiancheng, but that was all.
It is actually Su Xuan's eight years of sword practice that made many people remember him. Otherwise, who would care about such an ordinary disciple?
Xu Qingrong also saw it.
She was speechless for a long time, never expecting that the elm head could really enlighten her.
What surprised her even more was that Su Xuan looked very much like a certain person... But this thought soon disappeared.
"How is it possible? He is the pinnacle of power in Tiannan. How could he become such a stupid boy..." Xu Qingrong felt that he had been hanging out with these weak monks for so long that his mind was confused.
But... "Why do I care so much about this little brat?"
Xu Qingrong murmured to himself.
Xu Qingrong is inexplicably irritable these days.
There was an urge in her heart to get to know Su Xuan.
And this impulse is becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.
at last.
Xu Qingrong somehow changed his appearance and secretly joined the Qingyun Sword Sect... When he came to his senses, he was Su Xuan's senior sister.
"I must be crazy."
Xu Qingrong patted his face, but when he saw that silly boy Su Xuan, he ran over again with bright eyes.
"Xiao Fanzi, call me Senior Sister!"
She laughed.
Su Xuan gritted his teeth and stared at her, but soon became discouraged and said in a low voice: "Senior sister."
He got started first.
But he couldn't beat Xu Qingrong.
Under Xu Qingrong's temptation, she confusedly called her senior sister... "How good..." Xu Qingrong touched Su Xuan's head and felt that such a day was also very happy.
Su Xuan struggled to shake his head, but found that he couldn't get rid of Xu Qingrong's white and tender hands.
"I will definitely be stronger than you and let you call me senior brother."
Su Xuan swore.
After entering the Sword Sect, Su Xuan became a disciple of Ji Lin.
Although Su Xuan cultivated the Wind and Thunder Sword Intent, he was still too old and many Sword Sect monks looked down upon him. In the end, Ji Lin saw him as pitiful and accepted him as his disciple.
Despite the guidance of his master, Su Xuan found that except that he didn't have to work, it was actually the same as before.
The reason was that he was unable to practice normal practice at all. Some of the elixirs and elixirs he took were useless.
Ji Lin had no choice but to encourage Su Xuan and let him continue to practice swordsmanship... Xu Qingrong was also surprised, but she found nothing after searching. In the end, she could only blame Su Xuan's weird body and natural waste.
Not suitable for practice.
But Su Xuan was not discouraged.
For him, cultivating the Wind and Thunder Sword Intent and joining the Sword Sect was already a great progress.
Since he couldn't practice orthodox practice, he continued to practice swordsmanship.
If one sword intention is not strong enough, then two, three... Time flies.
Time always passes by inadvertently.
Little Su Xuan has grown up, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and resolute.
This year, he is twenty years old.
Xu Qingrong looked at Su Xuan's face and often thought of the man from Nandi in a daze.
They are so similar, except for their temperament... But at this moment, Xu Qingrong doesn't care about this anymore.
She seemed to have completely integrated into this place, thinking of herself as an inconspicuous sword cultivator in the Sword Sect and the senior sister of the equally inconspicuous Su Xuan... It seemed that... the experience of the first saint of the Nether Tribe was just a dream... Xu Qingrong told her in her heart
This is wrong of her, everything is a dream now, she will leave one day, but she is still sinking inextricably.
"Junior brother Xiao Fanzi, stop practicing swordplay and play with senior sister..." She was like a mentally retarded child, hanging around Su Xuan all day long.
"I want to practice sword practice."
Su Xuan's face was tense.
"Sword training is not as fun as Senior Sister."
"Sword training is fun."
"Elm Knot, senior sister is so angry."
"If you are really bored, then practice sword practice with me."
"You genius...well, I'll give you a good beating."
Xu Qingrong smiled playfully.
Su Xuan's expression changed, but he soon sighed helplessly.
Looking at the senior sister who seemed to never grow up, Su Xuan's eyes were somewhat gentle.
In the boring days of Jian Zong, it seems that only his senior sister can embellish some brilliance in his black and white life... In the blink of an eye... another ten years have passed.
..."Have you heard that many people in Sword City have died inexplicably recently?"
"And they died in a horrific manner, turning into mummies!"
"What's even more terrifying is that if the person who dies is a monk, his life soul will be taken away!"
"Yesterday, a monk suddenly went crazy and started killing people indiscriminately in the street..." "Not only Jiancheng, but also other places began to become uneasy."
"It seems to have started a month ago..." Su Xuan, who was already thirty years old, was very calm as he walked on the road.
But listening to the whispers along the way, he couldn't help but frown.
His intuition told him that some terrifying and unknown things were happening in Jiancheng.
But soon.
"Junior Brother Xiaofanzi."
A clear cry sounded.
Su Xuan raised his head, a smile appeared on his face.
A woman ran up from a distance, smiling brightly and playing without any seriousness.
"Can you be more serious? How old are you?"
Su Xuan was helpless.
"I've always been like this."
Xu Qingrong took Su Xuan's arm and shook it.
Her eyes were pure and no longer as deep as before.
She...has completely integrated into this place, and the past is buried deep in her heart.
"You..." "What are you calling me Senior Sister?"
Xu Qingrong snorted and knocked Su Xuan on the head with his delicate hand.
"Okay, senior sister..." Su Xuan's eyes were a little doting.
Although she called her Senior Sister, he had always let her go over the years, but Su Xuan was used to it.
"By the way, the master said that there are many ferocious beasts outside Sword City, and he asked us to hunt them too. Many disciples have gone."
Xu Qingrong said.
"Isn't there a formation around Sword Sect? It's a great deterrent to ferocious beasts. How dare they come?"
Su Xuan was surprised.
"Who knows, just go and kill him.
This time you should just stay on the sidelines and watch Senior Sister show off her power."
Xu Qingrong said arrogantly.
"Okay, okay..." Su Xuan responded with a smile, but his eyes were a little sad.
After practicing swordsmanship for twelve years, he still has not become an orthodox swordsman. He has never been able to get started in the practice. However, he has become more and more comfortable with swordsmanship. He has cultivated a lot of swordsmanship over the years.
soon.
The two of them walked out of Sword City and walked towards the ancient forest on the edge.
But as soon as he entered, he heard screams.
"Run, run!"
"Behemoth! A huge beast!"
Many disciples ran outside in panic.
Su Xuan and Xu Qingrong were stunned.
But the next moment, their expressions changed drastically.
The ground suddenly trembled, and a giant beast that was a hundred feet tall, shaped like a tiger and leopard, and had a mountain on its back ran wildly from a distance.
This... is a giant beast that has never been seen before.
And wherever it passes, it is destroyed and destroyed.
"Junior brother, run quickly..." Xu Qingrong couldn't help but pull Su Xuan.
but.
Su Xuan was shocked.
With sharp eyes, he noticed that a little girl fell to the ground in the distance, with blood staining the ground. She was lowering her head and crying. Next to her, there was a lifeless middle-aged man.
He was pulled back two steps by Xu Qingrong, but quickly stopped.
Save her! This idea clearly appeared in Su Xuan's mind.
The giant beast was already very close to the little girl, and the monks who were even closer than him ignored it, pretending not to see it, and just ran away.
Su Xuan's body was shaking a little, because he knew very well that if he rushed over, he would be in serious danger.
But... "I practice swordsmanship to kill evil and uphold justice!"
"A little girl fell in front of me and I didn't save her, so why should I practice swordsmanship?"
"The sword cultivator in my heart is upright. How can I stop moving forward just because of fear of death?"
Su Xuan thought, suddenly broke away from Xu Qingrong's hand, and rushed towards the giant beast.
Xu Qingrong turned his head in shock, and then his expression changed.
His little junior brother... seemed to be looking for death... but Su Xuan ignored him and rushed to the little girl.
"Be good, don't cry, brother is here."
He whispered, picked up the little girl, covered her eyes, and then ran away.
behind.
The giant beast is no longer less than a hundred feet tall.
It lowered its head and saw the tiny ant, with a trace of indifference flashing in its eyes.
As soon as it raised its feet, it stepped towards Su Xuan.
Su Xuan turned his head, and the world seemed to be covered.
A wave of despair surged into my heart.
but.
Su Xuan violently threw the little girl away.
Then, he paused.
"In twenty years of practicing swordsmanship, I have never fought a life-or-death fight.
But that doesn't mean I'm afraid, on the contrary, I've been waiting for the moment to draw the sword."
"This time, I draw my sword for this child!"
"Even if you draw your sword, you will die."
The strong wind was raging, and he looked at the giant beast that was stepping down on him. He firmly held the sword, and waves of sword intent began to surge around him.
He didn't cultivate spiritual energy, but his sword intent alone gave Su Xuan a majestic character.
Twenty years of sword practice.
He finally developed a bravery! "Boom!"
At the moment of life and death, the sword roared like a dragon, cutting into the soles of the giant beast's feet.
"Bang!"
Su Xuan vomited blood and flew backwards.
He used all his strength with his sword, only damaging the skin of the giant beast, not even a trace of blood spilled.
He fell to the ground, got up with difficulty, and pointed his sword at the giant beast again.
Never die! Even if his sword is weak, it will not yield even half an inch.
The giant beast lowered its head, a trace of anger flashing in its eyes.
Even a little ant dares to challenge him?
The giant beast roared and stepped down again with its huge feet.
This time... the strong wind blew when the sole of his foot fell, causing Su Xuan to fall to the ground, coughing blood.
Su Xuan stared hard.
He was about to die... He was sad, but just because of his weakness and powerlessness, he surprisingly had no fear in his heart.
but.
At the critical moment.
Bang! The ancient underworld fire surged behind itself and ignited when touched.
The huge behemoth was burned and reduced to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Su Xuan turned his head in shock, in disbelief.
I saw the senior sister who was usually laughing and joking hanging high in the sky, looking indescribably powerful.
Su Xuan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Xu Qingrong smiled and wanted to say, "Senior Sister, isn't she awesome?"
But as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
She was stunned and remembered that she was the first saint of the Underworld.
Xu Qingrong smiled bitterly.
This carefree dream seems to be over.
She knew she was leaving.
But right now.
Her head seemed to explode, and vague memories flashed through her.
There was a familiarity in the strangeness, like another her... "I..." Xu Qingrong opened her mouth, but a terrifying mark appeared between her eyebrows, which began to burn her, and continued to block the memories that appeared in her mind.
"Ah..." Xu Qingrong screamed miserably and flew directly into the sky, disappearing in an instant.
"Senior sister..." Su Xuan shouted, subconsciously trying to chase after him, but he vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.
at the same time.
Xu Qingrong was like a madman, running around in the Lingzong area.
"Who am I? Whose memories do I have in my head?" She held her head tightly, and the strange memories that appeared in her mind made her instinctively frightened.
It seems that once she accepts this memory, she will die.
But deep down in his heart, Xu Qingrong hoped that he would accept it.
It's a pity that the unfamiliar memory was buried without any resistance... "Boom!"
I don't know how long it took.
Xu Qingrong fell into a mountain and sea.
This is a place where mountains and seas prohibit cultivation.
In a trance.
Xu Qingrong remembered that she seemed to have been here before, and fell into the mountains and seas like a shooting star... She burst into tears, and a vague figure appeared in her mind.
She desperately wanted to see clearly, but she was always separated by a layer of fog until it dissipated.
"I should remember you, how could I forget..." Xu Qingrong murmured to himself, his tearful eyes gradually became hollow, and he walked out of the Lingzong area like a zombie...