Su Mo'er sat cross-legged on the bed as if she was meditating, the cold ice sword was placed in front of her, she put her hands on the knees of her legs, her thumb and middle finger combined and pinched a haircut, closed her eyes and silently recited the mantra of the Purifying Heart in her heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Slowly, Su Mo'er's mood became calm and focused, and a liquid was born in her mouth, and the cold ice sword in front of her began to emit a faint ice blue light, which flashed with her gentle breathing.

Su Mo'er closed her eyes and began to feel the darkness around her, but after a while, she opened her eyes and found that she was no longer in the room, but came to a place where it was pitch black all around.

Su Mo'er looked down at herself, and found that her body emitted a warm white light, which was why she could see her body in such a dark place, she was now like a luminous body in the dark.

Just when she was wondering, an ice-blue flame suddenly ignited in the air in front of her, with a strange appearance, and an ethereal female voice came from the darkness:

"Mortal, why are you here?"

It's a very gentle female voice, like the voice of a young mother speaking to her newborn child. Su Mo'er was startled by this voice, and then reacted that it was this ice-blue flame that spoke.

"The little woman Su Mo'er, who is a disciple of Mingyan, dares to ask His Holiness where this is. ”

"Mingyan's apprentice, it seems that she gave you the Ice Sword! This is the illusion inside the Ice Sword, and I am the guardian spirit of the Ice Sword, Han Girl. ”

"You are the spirit of the Ice Sword! Mo'er is polite here, how offended, the fairy spirit is not strange!"

"The little girl knows how to be polite, much better than the girl in Mingyan, you still call me a cold girl! ”

"Yes, I take the liberty of asking, how can I communicate with the Ice Sword, Mo'er really doesn't know the point. ”

"Hehe, you're all here now, why do you still ask me, Ming Yan doesn't seem to be very conscientious to teach you!"

"I... Hehe, it's Mo'er's stupidity, and it's not Master's business. ”

"You're facing her, since you've come in, it proves that the Ice Sword itself recognizes you, and after you go out, as long as you drip blood on the Ice Sword, you're allied with blood, and you're the master here." ”

"Is it that simple? It's kind of incredible. ”

"It's really simple to recognize the Lord, but if you want the Ice Sword to transform more powerfully, your cultivation will have to work hard, and your cultivation determines the strength of the Ice Sword. ”

"Mo'er keeps in mind the teachings of the immortals, and she will definitely cultivate well and live up to the name of this icy 10,000-year-old artifact. ”

"That's very good, if it's okay, you better get out quickly! You don't have enough mana, if you stay here for a long time, the mortals who stay outside will not be able to stand it. ”

"Yes, Mo'er is gone. ”

Su Mo'er closed her eyes again, thinking about going out, and when she opened her eyes again, she returned to her room, and the cold ice sword in front of her was still shining gently.

Su Mo'er picked up the hilt of the cold ice sword, came to the dresser and sat down, reached out and took a clean embroidery needle, and stabbed it at the tip of her finger, and a drop of blood overflowed from the tip of her finger.

Su Mo'er squeezed out the blood droplets and dripped on the hilt of the sword, and as soon as the blood fell on it, it was quickly sucked away, and then the pattern on the hilt was covered with blood, and the entire hilt seemed to be carved with bright red patterns.

The sword hilt pattern did not dissipate after absorbing the blood, but slowly allowed the blood to coagulate, and the ice blue hilt had a bright red pattern.

A blue light flashed, as if it was in touch with Su Mo'er's heart, Su Mo'er put her hand on it and felt a warm temperature like a human body, and the hilt of the sword came to life.

She felt the faint temperature, and her heart became extremely soft, as if facing her own child, which was a symbol of the Ice Sword's recognition of her master.

Su Mo'er carefully put the hilt of the sword up, she didn't feel anything just now, but now she suddenly had a very tired feeling, and the strength of her body seemed to be drained, probably because she had entered the illusion!

Su Mo'er couldn't survive the surging sleepiness, she crawled into bed with sleepy eyes, covered herself with the quilt and fell asleep like that, she slept extremely deeply this night, and she didn't even have a dream.

When Su Mo'er woke up again, the sunset had shone in through the window, Su Mo'er sat up from the bed all of a sudden, oh my God! Why did she sleep for so long, why didn't the fallen leaves wake her up!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Ming Yan walked in angrily from outside, still holding the hilt of the Ice Sword in his hand. Seeing Su Mo'er wake up, Diao walked up to her, threw the cold ice sword on the quilt, pointed his finger at the cold ice sword and said angrily:

"Have you spilled your own blood to confess the Lord?"

"Master, I'm ...... Yes. ”

Su Mo'er didn't know why Ming Yan was so angry, she didn't dare to argue, she could only obediently bow her head and admit that Ming Yan's face was extremely ugly, and her tone was full of anger:

"Do you know what this ice sword is? You dare to go to the blood without me by your side to confess the Lord, you don't want to die!"

"But...... Isn't this what Master said that as long as the mind is the same, he will confess the Lord with blood?"

"I told you to come to me, and I showed you. You say, didn't the cold girl tempt you to drip blood and confess the Lord? ”

"Well, she said she was a machine spirit, so I ......"

"How can this be reasonable, after so many years, there is only a wisp of consciousness left to blame, I have to destroy her. ”

When Ming Yan said this, the expression on her face was very terrifying, and the hilt of the sword seemed to have a sense, and it shook with a flash, which made Ming Yan angry, and she pointed to the hilt of the sword and scolded:

"You ugly person is a weird thing, it was the Queen Mother of the West who spared your life that day and sealed you into the Ice Sword, do you think you can get out with Mo'er?"

"You bald donkey woman, don't think that you can meddle in your affairs if you have a good relationship with the Queen Mother of the West, if I go out, you can't even compare to a finger of me. ”

Su Mo'er looked at the hilt of the sword on the quilt in surprise, the voice was clearly that of the Han girl, although it was still so gentle, but the words were full of provocation. Ming Yan sneered and said:

"It's just you! When I disturbed the Six Realms, you didn't know where you were! Aren't you quite capable? I'll destroy the Ice Sword right now, and see how you still behave. ”

"Don't forget, Su Mo'er has already confessed to the Lord with the Ice Sword, if she destroys the Ice Sword, she will be crippled and stupid if she doesn't die. ”

Su Mo'er was completely blinded, she was now used as a bargaining chip to threaten Ming Yan, Ming Yan was so angry that she jumped to her feet, but she didn't dare to really do anything to the Cold Ice Sword.

Su Mo'er reached out and took the hilt of the sword, she put the hilt of the sword next to her cheek and gently pressed it, she closed her eyes and felt it slowly, after a while, she actually shed tears, opened her eyes and looked at Ming Yan with a sad face:

"I could feel that the Ice Sword was sad, it was saying sorry to me. ”

Ming Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Su Mo'er with an incredulous expression, and even the Han girl in the illusion was surprised:

"How is it possible, how can this stupid thing cultivate human nature, impossible. ”

"It's true, I really heard it, a childlike voice, a very pitiful voice saying sorry to me, crying very sadly. ”

Saying that, Su Mo'er cried again, and she didn't know why she was crying, probably because she had a heart-to-heart with the Cold Ice Sword, and she felt the sadness of the Cold Ice Sword.