Ling Yun looked at the turquoise jadeite that was shattered into slag all over the ground, and on a flat two-dimensional plan, countless scattered slags turned into fine spots on the picture, with different shapes and sizes.

At the moment when the world stood still, Ling Yun quickly gathered those turquoise spots in one place, turning them into a round green jade plate, and the broken jade became as good as ever, without any traces of loss.

Putting the delicate and small jade plate in his hand and playing with it, he felt that it was smooth and round, without a trace of gaps, but the jade plate condensed by the fragments had a soft texture, and there was a soft feeling to the touch, like a piece of paper, Ling Yun's heart was full of questions, and he didn't know why.

Although the broken jade looks complete, it is not as perfect as ever, because the broken slag is like foam, after Ling Yun's kneading, it is still composed of countless fine foam, and the surface is smooth like a mirror, but the tiny gap between the broken jade is invisible to the naked eye, so that the texture of the whole piece of broken jade becomes very soft, and it cannot restore the original hard texture.

Life is not like this, experienced a lot of things, suddenly turned back, saw the person's face does not change, the scenery is still the same, I thought I could go back to the beginning, but unfortunately the feeling of the past, can never go back, when a person realizes this, that can not go back to the past, it has become an eternal defect, like a broken jade, will never become the original appearance.

Ling Yun looked at the soft jade plate, stunned, a slender figure floated in his mind, the clear eyes on the black veil, often full of humble sorrow, in front of the strange world, full of fear and helplessness, like a rabbit fleeing at any time.

Ling Yun secretly blamed herself, why didn't she catch up last night and explain clearly, so that Hu Shao thought that she was having fun in a filthy place like Wanxian Tower, which made her disappointed and left in a negative mood, I am afraid that between the two, it is like this jade that has been shattered to the ground, even if she tries her best to make up for it, it will not be the same after all.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. ”

Nalan Xingde has a poem about the joys and sorrows of life, regret is too late, lovesickness is too late! The so-called jade is fragile, life is easy to regret, but unfortunately there is no miracle doctor in the world, can cure the world regret this disease, can only empty self-emotion, looking back on the past, that can never go back to the past, across the front is endless regret and nostalgia, if only as the first time, the old man, your heart is still willing to change?

Perhaps, the person who broke a relationship at the beginning, after regretting it, only hopes to be perfect, the same as the beginning, but he doesn't know that he has left an eternal scar on the jadeite, so small that he can't notice it, but he will never make up for it left on the jadeite.

Ling Yun was helplessly sad, holding the jade plate in his hand, smooth as promised, gently touched, suddenly the jade plate cracked, a fragment protruded, his finger was cut, and a stream of blood dripped on the emerald green jade plate.

The pain made Ling Yun unable to hold back and let go of his hand, dropping the jade plate to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the falling jade plate fell to the ground, and there was no cracking sound, but a dull sound, like a puddle of mud sticking to the ground.

A blood-colored light appeared on the smooth surface of the jade plate, a faint layer of mist, illuminating the entire room with red light.

Ling Yun sucked his aching fingers, looked at his blood in a daze, and actually turned into a dazzling blood light, shocked, and said in his heart: "It turns out that I also have spiritual energy in my body, isn't this blood able to help the jade plate absorb spiritual energy, and since then it has become a jade essence?"

The aura in Nangong Liu's body, which was transformed into the ancient fairy jade bracelet, made Ling Yun begin to be deeply worried that this jade plate had also become an aura, wouldn't there be another chatter in the world?

Ling Yun pulled out the sword on his waist, this was the sword he got from Zhao Yusong, it was very handy, because Zhao Jianzong didn't ask him for it when he left, so he stayed cheekily, raised the sword, and stabbed at the blood-colored light.

Ling Yun originally wanted to use his sword to stab the jade plate and scrape the blood away, lest it absorb the spiritual energy and become a essence, but he never expected that the jade plate would actually turn into a muddy puddle of green mud, and the sword pierced straight through the jade and stuck it on the floor.

The mud-like creature took the opportunity to climb onto the sword, and like a chaotic beast devouring the sword's green glow, covering the entire sword in the green mud-like body.

Ling Yun couldn't help but be a little surprised, it turned out that as long as anything absorbed the aura, it could not be fixed by its own spiritual thoughts, but move as freely as himself, and even the original still life jade, at this moment, it was actually able to move, and it also swallowed the sword.

When the blood-colored light met the sword and iron, it burst into flames, and the blood-colored light suddenly turned into a crimson demonic flame, and the raging tongue of fire devoured the sword and the green mud.

After burning a stick of incense, the flames gradually dispersed, and the turquoise mud was covered on the blade of the sword at this moment, like a carved phoenix pattern, with a slender body, wings ready to fly, and the whole body was green, except for a red red feather on the back, like a flame that would never be extinguished, and like a holy fire burning during Nirvana.

The sword is green and sharp, and the blade of the sword is already as sharp as clay, but at this moment, after the scorching of the flames, the blade is shiny, the cold is pressing, the hair can be broken, and even the wind blows through the blade of the sword to make a shuddering sound.

Ling Yun pulled out the sword, the weight sank a lot, and with a slight wave, the air hissed, and he danced several moves in a row, using the beautiful swordsmanship he learned from the Sword Sect, this sword was heavy to pick up, but the dance was very light, as if the wind was stirred when dancing, and the sword body was extremely light when he held it up, and the sword was as fast as thunder.

Suddenly, the hilt of the sword touched the wound on the finger, the blood stained the sword body, the sword was suddenly hot and difficult to hold, Ling Yun was hot and quickly let go of his hand, the sword fell straight into the floor, and it was completely submerged into the ground, only the hilt of the sword was exposed, and its sharpness can be imagined.

Ling Yun praised it, even forgetting the pain in his hand, and with his other intact hand, he pulled the sword out of the ground, looking up and down, the shiny metallic luster, the sharp cold blade, couldn't help but let people love it.

"What a sword like no other in the world! Sword, sword, Zhao Weisong didn't tell you your name, so let me get you one." Ling Yun held the sword and said stupidly.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Yun continued to talk to himself: "Ancient famous swords have all been handed down from generation to generation, such as the male and female swords of Mo Xie, the cadre who took revenge and killed the king of Chu, the fish intestine sword used to assassinate the king of Wu, the cold moon knife used by Jing Ke to assassinate the king of Qin, and the famous swords such as Longquan, Tai'a, Zhanlu, etc., which are recorded in the history books, and are passed down in history with the assassins. Since this sword is a jade broken ground, the jade plate is broken, absorbing the blood aura and condensing on the sword body, made of gold and jade, the carving is exquisite, and the sharpness is incomparable. ”。

The sword seemed to have life, and when it heard the "Jade Forcing Sword", the sword body vibrated and there seemed to be a sound of sword roaring.

Ling Yun stared at the jade sword like a work of art, and sighed: "It's a pity that you have a phoenix pattern on your body, it seems that it is suitable for women to wear swords, presumably you originally followed Zhao Weisong's wife, this is a female sword, like the Mo evil sword in the cadre Mo Evil, Xuezhu does not know martial arts, stay at home all day and don't go out, no need to wear a sword, Zi Ruo is too fierce, if you give it to her, I am afraid that I will cut a few swords at every turn, break an arm today, and cut off a thigh tomorrow, this is unbearable, stay with me for the time being, and then give it to your mistress when this fierce horse is tamed." ”