She raised her head, carefully examined Xu Jinbao's immature face, and then said, "You pull out the Hanyu sword, let me see what this legendary famous sword looks like." www.biquge.info Xu Jinbao looked at Qi'er with a look of hope, and then looked at Tianpeng who was frowning next to him, and stroked the cold and mellow scabbard again, "Keng", the sword was unsheathed, the sword qi was like a rainbow, like a jade dragon going out to sea, and the sword qi flew out more than ten zhang away in an instant, but it did not hurt anyone next to him, as if it was psychic. Xu Jinbao looked at the sword that was taller than himself, the reflection on the blade seemed to have the appearance he had seen in his dreams, the same sword had appeared in his countless dreams, but the one holding the sword at that time was the young man who couldn't see clearly, wielding the sword in his hand, all the way forward, never failing. Unconsciously, two lines of tears slipped from Xu Jinbao's eyes, and even he didn't understand why he was crying, only an extremely sad emotion, which filled all the space in his heart, and he couldn't even say a word sadly. Qi'er looked at the long sword out of the sheath, looked at Xu Jinbao sad, and wept silently, she couldn't control it anymore after all, the pear blossoms brought rain, faint, almost inaudible voice, like crying: "It's really you, it's really you, it's free...... How should I face you......" This situation and this scene seem to have returned to a hundred years ago, Xu Jinbao forgot everything in front of him, only the past scenes in his mind, flashing quickly, and there are many more memories out of thin air, but they are not complete, just scattered fragments, the Great Demon God Realm, Murong Ke'er, flying flowers and moons, once vowed to fight the Hundred Immortals Great Array, but heard that Murong Ke'er had died and disappeared, and became a loess ...... Scene by scene, like the sharpest knife, slashed across Xu Jinbao's heart, the last thing he wanted to think of became the first memory to recover, and slowly, the original two lines of tears turned into blood beads, drop by drop, and smashed onto the Hanyu sword. "I'm back. The hoarse voice was like a long sigh of the Nine Shadows, but it revealed countless bitterness. Qi'er covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from crying, but she couldn't stop the tears rolling in her eyes, and then slowly retreated, and at the third step, she suddenly disappeared, leaving the stunned Tianpeng and the three of them, and Xu Jinbao who was still bleeding and crying, or should it be called Xu Xiaoyao!

"Senior brother, why did you bring Hanyu back and let it wait in front of Ke'er's grave, wouldn't it be better?" After a long time, Xu Jinbao raised his head, wiped away his tears, and looked at Tianpeng, a little helpless. "Maybe you can hide for more than ten years, twenty years, but in the end, you can't hide from fate. Should I call you Xu Jinbao, or Xu Xiaoyao?" Tianpeng's eyes were scorching, with a hint of reproach. "Xiaoyao will always be the Xiaoyao of Xiaoyaomen, but I am just a child in the condensation realm, how can I compare. However, although the word Jinbao is cheesy, it was given by his biological parents, and he did not dare to forget it after all. "Are you still angry with Master?" Xu Jinbao lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face, and said after a long time: "It's me who is sorry for Master, now that I think about it, I was too young and vigorous at that time, and I almost destroyed the foundation of Xiaoyaomen for tens of thousands of years, how dare I be angry with Master." He raised his head, looked at the north, and asked, "Master, is he okay, old man?" "When you woke up for the first time that day, you almost broke this physical body, but fortunately you closed the reincarnation in time to ensure the integrity of Xiao Jinbao's physical body, and then I immediately got up and took you to the master, who helped you take the last Xingchensan and blessed you with several seals, so that you would not accidentally release the power of your previous life, and then there would be no Xingchensan to continue your life." Xu Jinbao was silent for a long time before he said, "The stars are scattered, it seems that I owe more and more to the master...... No wonder I woke up this time, Xiao Jinbao didn't have any discomfort, now he can already withstand my ability to approach the realm of heavenly immortals, if he cultivates diligently, within ten years, his achievements will definitely be above me. "Xiaoyao, do you want to ......" "It's not that I want to, but it depends on how Xiao Jinbao chooses, you should also know that that kind of pain, ordinary people can't imagine at all, if it weren't for the ancestors who left guidance in the getaway, I'm afraid I would have died long ago, how can I be reincarnated today." You can't let the life that Xiao Jinbao has worked so hard to cultivate become a foreshadowing for me, right?" After speaking, Xu Jinbao shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if he was quite unwilling, and finally turned into a long sigh: "I will completely seal my skills, if I am willing to bear that kind of pain when Xiao Jinbao is eighteen years old, maybe, I will really come back." Goodbye, Senior Brother Tianpeng. Tianpeng wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, just nodded slightly, but the corners of his eyes were a little moist. Then, Xu Jinbao fell to the ground with a bang, unconscious again.

When Xu Jinbao woke up again, it was already noon on the third day, he sat up suddenly, thinking about everything that happened before he fell unconscious, the Great Demon God Realm, Murong Ke'er, Hanyu ......Sword, "By the way, Hanyu Sword, I remember that Senior Brother handed over the Hanyu Sword to me, but I can't lose it." Turning his head, he saw that the Hanyu sword was lying quietly beside him with a faint cold air, the sword had been sheathed, and there was no such sad feeling as that day, only the incomparable sharpness, through the scabbard, touching Xu Jinbao's eyes.

Xu Jinbao gently picked up the long sword, the long sword that was about the same height as him, it didn't seem to have any weight, he stroked it over and over again, he was fascinated by the flowing halo mixed with the sword intent revealed by the sword body, and seemed to have made a big decision, he stood up and walked towards the front yard, when he passed by Qi'er's residence, he saw that the door was locked, and he couldn't help frowning, and then walked towards Tianpeng's residence again.

"Senior Brother Tianpeng, are you in the room?" Xu Jinbao knocked on Tianpeng's door and called into the room. "Squeak. The door opened, Tianpeng walked out slowly, and without waiting for Xu Jinbao to speak, he handed him a yellowed paper scroll: "You take it and study it well, there are things you want to learn in it, if you don't understand something, come to me again." Then she closed the door and ignored him, as if she were hiding from something.

"Senior Brother Tianpeng is so strange today. Xu Jinbao scratched his head, and remembered the strange but extremely familiar things he dreamed of in his sleep, he couldn't help but feel an incomparably headache, shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and picked up the scroll of paper handed to him by Tianpeng, and wrote three vigorous and powerful characters on it - Linyuan Spectrum.