Jianyun Peak

The sword maniac sat on the top seat, and standing beside him was his apprentice Leng Yingyu, who was now the peak master of Sword Cloud Peak, but he didn't pay any attention to his apprentice, just looked at Leng Yan standing in the main hall with a solemn face, and now laughing at the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Tell me, what's going on with you now?" the sword maniac felt that he had to figure it out, or he wouldn't be at ease.

Especially when he thought of the main hall, the Leng Yan who drew his sword without saying a word, compared with this Leng Yan who was well-organized and guided everyone to clear their grievances for themselves, he was naturally biased towards the current Leng Yan, but he clearly knew in his heart that his apprentice was the Leng Yan who dared to draw his sword against the Lord of Fayun Peak.

"One soul and two souls, each other's main souls!" Xiaotian said calmly.

"One soul and two souls, each other's main souls?" Hearing this, the sword madman repeated, staring at Xiaotian with his eyes dead, and asked again:

"Are you saying that you two coexist in symbiosis and are the masters of this body?

"Not bad!" Xiaotian nodded.

Hearing this, the sword madman was not surprised, after all, what happened in the main hall, he was watching the whole thing, and now that he asked this question, he just wanted to confirm it again.

Just like people say, 'people become old and fine', an old guy like him who has lived for hundreds of years, even if he hasn't encountered it, has heard of the thing of two souls, but now this person has become his own apprentice.

Although the sword maniac didn't know why one person's divine soul could split into two autonomous main souls, this did not prevent him from being curious about Leng Yan.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but walk to Leng Yan's (now Xiaotian) side, raised a hand, and was pointing at the center of his eyebrows, to find out what was the difference between the next soul and the normal soul, and suddenly felt that his body was cold, and the originally gentle eyes became cold to the bone marrow in an instant.

At this moment, the sword maniac knew that the person in front of him had changed, and it was no longer the person who was talking to him just now, but his indifferent and frosty disciple Sun Leng Yan.

Seeing his eyes staring at his fingers, the sword maniac felt cold and panicked, and he now had reason to believe that if he really dared to put his finger on his eyebrows, this kid would definitely pull out the sword in his hand and slash at himself.

Damn, one soul and two souls or something, it's just a face-changing artifact!

The sword maniac withdrew his hand with interest, returned to his chair and sat down, his eyes glanced at his apprentice's obviously somewhat puzzled eyes, and couldn't help twitching, and sighed in his heart: The apprentice's brain is not online, how to save it?

"The matter of the split of the divine soul, this ancestor has also heard people talk about it before, but I don't know, what will be the impact of your other divine soul on you after the split?" Although the sword maniac is a little playful, when he encounters something, he can always find out the key to the problem as soon as possible.

Sure enough, hearing him ask, Leng Yan's compelling momentum retracted for a moment, but the unique indifference and ruthlessness in his eyes could not be ignored.

Perhaps knowing that the sword maniac was really thinking about himself, Leng Yan twisted his eyebrows and thought deeply for a while, and said: "I coexist with Xiaotian, although we have different opinions, it is also due to our personalities!"

Leng Yan had also thought about his and Xiaotian's personalities before, but as he himself said, the personalities of the two people were too different, but this did not prevent them from unifying their opinions.

When the sword maniac heard this, he nodded slightly, analyzing the meaning of Leng Yan's words in his heart, especially the 'character' reason he said, and the sword maniac couldn't help but nod.

It's just that when he heard the name 'Xiaotian' mentioned by Leng Yan, the sword maniac couldn't help but wonder: "Just now, you said that your other main soul is called 'Xiaotian', but how do I think that the names of the two of you should be reversed, so that they can be regarded as worthy of the name!"

Hearing this, Leng Yan's body trembled, and in his heart, he couldn't help but have a picture of a woman wearing palace clothes, gently stroked his hair, and said gently: Xiaotian, Eniang finally saw you!

I ....... ’

Leng Yan muttered a word, his sanity immediately recovered, his eyes looked at the sword maniac in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, how could such a picture appear in his mind? Could it be that in the bottom of his heart, he longed for someone to care for him like this?

Thinking of this, Leng Yan's heart was a little melancholy, he knew that this was the sequelae caused by the fusion of Xiaotian's soul, but he was not Xiaotian, and Concubine Yi was definitely not his own mother!

Thinking like this, his eyes hardened a little, and when he saw the sword maniac, he said coldly: "I am Leng Yan and he is Xiaotian, this point, no matter when, will not change!"

Yes, he is Leng Yan, an orphan with no father and no mother. And Xiaotian, he has the love of Concubine Yi, although he is his own soul and soul, but he will not seize his identity. Even, he had already thought about it, and when the distraction period came, he would reshape his body, and when the time came, they would be able to reunite as a family.

"But whether it's Leng Yan or Xiaotian, the two of you are all one person. Speaking of this, the sword maniac added: "This includes: parents, brothers, sisters, or those relatives and friends. ”

"...... this?"

When Xiaotian heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief, and then he shook his head. He knew that the sword maniac really thought that he was a split soul, so he would say such things to comfort him, but he knew better than anyone else that his parents and Xiaotian's parents were not people of the same world at all.

Besides, Concubine Yi is alive and well, although he hasn't found anyone now, but he believes that he will be able to find her soon, if he really listens to the words of the sword madman and regards Concubine Yi as his mother, that picture, Leng Yan can't imagine!

Immediately, he said directly: "Master, the disciple knows that you are kind, but Leng Yan has his own parents, and he will not recognize Xiaotian's parents as parents!" After saying this, Leng Yan looked at Leng Yingyu who was standing beside the sword maniac and said:

"If the master and the ancestor have nothing else to do, then Leng Yan will retire. After speaking, he lowered his head slightly and turned to leave.

Leaving slightly, the sword madman and Leng Yingyu, the two masters and apprentices, thought about the words that Leng Yan said when he left.

What do you call your own parents?

What, also called the parents of the laughing sky?

Aren't you two the same person?

The sword madman was confused, and even wondered in his heart, did he hallucinate in his ears just now?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but twist his head to the apprentice standing beside him, and said, "Apprentice, what did your apprentice's last sentence mean just now?"

When Leng Yingyu heard this, she glanced at her master and stated the conclusion she had reached: "The apprentice said that he has his own parents, and he will not recognize Xiaotian's parents and be his own parents. ”

"But aren't the two of them alone?" said the sword maniac.

Leng Yingyu was also silent for a while, and shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know either. But the sword madman couldn't help frowning, and muttered, "Perhaps, this is the main reason why Leng Yan split the second main soul!"

But no matter what the reason is, the split of the divine soul is not a good thing, of course, if the cultivation reaches the distraction period, it will naturally be fine, but he doesn't even have a foundation, and for him, he doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse!

Thinking like this, the sword maniac glanced at the somewhat ignorant apprentices beside him, and couldn't help but sigh a little: "This other person accepts apprentices, and this seat also accepts apprentices, but as a result, there is nothing to worry about?"

"Master, the disciple will be obedient!" Leng Yingyu said immediately.

Suddenly, the sword maniac's originally emotional painting style stiffened in an instant, and I saw him, looking at his apprentice with a tearless face, and waved his hand on his forehead: "Apprentice, there are already a lot of leaves on our Sword Cloud Peak, you hurry up and sweep it!"

Hearing this, Leng Yingyu naturally said goodbye to the sword maniac with a solemn face, picked up her broom, and continued her sweeping career.

Leaving only the sword maniac alone, sitting alone in this large sword cloud hall drinking stuffy wine, thinking affectionately, Master, Master, you have been traveling for hundreds of years, why don't you know to send a message to your apprentice? Could it be that you know that the disciple will come to you to complain about the position of peak master that you have irresponsibly lost to the disciple, so you don't leave a message for the disciple?

At the same time, Nightmare, who was training in the Misty Forest, also got the news from his master, and after thinking about it, he decided to return to the sect with a group of people.