Since the death of Jimo Qingyu, the great devil who was a disaster in the world a hundred years ago, the sword-casting masters have been inexplicably killed, and the fairy swords with slightly better quality are extremely sought-after.

Especially a peerless immortal sword like me, who has given birth to spiritual sense.

I don't understand, such a rare immortal sword as chasing waves and red dust, in the past, the sword cultivators of the entire immortal cultivation world may not have won my favor, but just after I pasted it, it was abandoned.

Looking at the back of Mo Baiyi walking with the fairy in a chic manner, I always felt that there must be a business trip in some key link.

Thinking about his past words and deeds, he seemed to go in the opposite direction in anger, and walked towards the Broken Soul Cliff in a daze, and the nameless old ghost on the side of the road chattered and gossiped:

"This is the sword spirit that chases the waves and red dust? I heard that I couldn't look down on the head of the Han family, so I had to follow the head of the Mo family, but I didn't know that the head of the Mo family didn't look down on him at all, but instead chose his apprentice to fold the fairy sword with him. ”

"He has forced a lot of people to death in previous years, making him arrogant! Deserve! ”

They don't stop fighting for their heads, blame me?

I want to chase the waves of red dust, the dignified immortal sword and sword spirit, the choice of the master naturally has to choose the friendly and upright sword immortal like Mo Baiyi, most of the cultivators who fought against each other in previous years are vain and blind, and there are hidden demons in their hearts. Or no matter how arrogant and harmful people are, who is it?

Han Yi...... I only thought he was a friend, and I had already identified Mo Baiyi, admitting death, and not following.

Besides, I have a lot of relationship with Mo Baiyi, and if I don't understand, I don't want to talk nonsense.

Then again, which part of the business trip went wrong?

I remember that a few days ago, the whole immortal cultivation world was in an uproar, and the lords of the two families fought for a battle against the waves of red dust, Mo Baiyi and Han Yi fought for a day and a night and half a day, and I leaned on a tree with a crooked neck not far away to avoid the sun and dozed off, and my head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and a green-haired finch rested on my head very blindly, and I felt that it was a stomach and couldn't find the pit, so I was stunned and raised my arm to shoot it on the door of my head.

The green-haired little finch flew away in fright, and he was slapped off the tree by this insignificant slap, and fell down with the wave-chasing sword in his arms facing the loess.

The sound of "clang" is particularly crisp and loud.

The sound of sword blades intersecting and spells fighting in his ears suddenly stopped, and the eyes of the three of them fell on their bodies in unison.

I stood up very calmly, patted the ash on my Tsing Yi, and only said three words, "Finished fighting?" ”

My very cute little apprentice Immortal Sword Spirit shook his head, and said obediently: "Back to Master, not yet." ”

I pretended to nod my head and said, "So~ you two continue." "Fly up the tree.

Finger wrench, six words.

Zhe Xian's eyes were gloomy and resentful, Mo Baiyi smiled and raised his sword to point directly at Han Yi, and Han Yi roared angrily, and said: "Don't fight, I and Mo Baiyi are the same, no matter how you fight, you can't tell the winner!" ”

I nodded approvingly. Originally, he just let the two of them learn from each other, but if it goes on like this, it may not be possible to distinguish between winning and losing in another hundred and eighty years.

Han Yi looked at me, deflated, "Ah Lang, you say, Mo Baiyi and I, who are you with?" ”

I raised my hand and yawned, and said without thinking about it: "Naturally, it's Mo Baiyi." ”

Count carefully, no more, no less, still six words.

When Han Yi heard this, his face sank and sank, and he snorted coldly, "Get out, I don't want to see you in the future!" "Put the sword into the sheath and flick it away.

Gangan touched his nose, Han Yi was angry all his life is this virtue, his words were thorny, and he didn't have the slightest demeanor as the head of the Han family in Xiuzhen, I wish everyone in the world knew that he was not happy in his heart, and people should not be disturbed.

After a moment's while, Zhixian had stood beside Mo Baiyi from the crooked-necked tree where I was sitting, and for some reason, the corners of his eyes were inexplicably red.

I jumped down from the branch and strode towards Mo Baiyi, but was stopped by Mo Baiyi at a distance of only one step.

He sighed lightly and said suddenly, "You should understand that what I want is not chasing waves. ”

So, I was a little confused.

Earlier, under the pear blossom tree on Lingshan, when Fuqin was laughing and talking, didn't he say that he had to be a gentleman? It's not the same as saying yes!

In that room, Mo Baiyi smiled apologetically and bowed to me, "There is still something important in the door, meet another day and say goodbye." ”

Zhexian is also a salute, without saying a word, turned around and caught up with Mo Baiyi and hurriedly said: "Brother Wuchen, wait for me!" ”

Dust-free ...... Elder brother???

I was stupid.

Mo Baiyi's words are dustless, I know that when he first accepted the immortal as an apprentice, it was nineteen years ago, he opened his mind at the beginning, and now he is only a nineteen-year-old little doll, Mo Baiyi is the same age as me, according to ordinary people, I am his grandfather's generation.

If you call Mo Baiyi by the name of the immortal, it is not big or small.

Call grandpa according to the usual generation...... I listened harshly.

So he secretly rubbed and taught him, the person who was dressed in white and looked very good-looking and often went all the way with me, so he called his wife, and the fairy nodded obediently and skillfully, and never shouted.

I didn't care, I was just playing with the apprentices, how could this ...... Also shouted Brother Wuchen?

During this time, Mo Baiyi was really slow to take the next step, looking back at the folding immortal and smiling slightly, the spring breeze in March was not as good as him.

So, I was so confused that I was now.

Why??

I said that there are only fifteen words in total, and even if I take it apart, I don't see anything wrong?

Could it be that something happened during the wandering mind?

"The head of the Mo family doesn't want him, who will."

"No, the head of the Han family doesn't want it, it's really no one who dares to ask for it."

"Hey, you see, he's going to jump off a cliff to find a short view?"

"You are stupid, he is a sword spirit and not a human, how can he fall to death!"

This sword spirit was very depressed.

Yes, I'm not a human being, I'm just a sword spirit that lives on the life, and I can't die, unless the aura is exhausted, or the waves are destroyed, I have nowhere to stay, and my soul is scattered before I die.

After all, why did Mo Baiyi regret it and don't want me anymore?

The old ghost on the side of the road was still chattering:

"Huh? Hehe, too, only idiot children can do this kind of stupid thing, where does he have a sword spirit~ I heard that in addition to the sword casting ancestor cast a spirit sword that generates a sword spirit, the nameless sword cast by the demon has not been a sword spirit for many years, so do you know how the sword spirit came from? ”

"It is rumored that the sword is spiritless, who knows, according to the old man's guess, it should be a sacrificial sword."

Not without ridicule.

Sacrificial swords, throwing the soul of the living into the sword furnace, forging for months without extinguishing, can become a sword spirit. Don't say that no one can go through this suffering without dying, and where can there be such a mad person in this world.

"Speaking of which...... Do you think he looks a lot like a person? ”

I was beaten at my feet.

All the demons asked, "Who?" ”

"A hundred years ago, the Demon Cultivator who was the party of calamity was Mo Qingyu!"

"When you say this, this sword spirit is indeed similar to the kid of the Jimo family."

I frowned, what does that devil have to do with me? I'm just a sword spirit, and I just happen to look like him. These old ghosts are also noisy.

But I heard them naturally mention Jimo Qingyu-

Legend has it that when Mo Qingyu was still a hairy boy, he was dedicated to eliminating the demon and defending the road, and was a kind child, and later the Mo family was identified as colluding with the devil, and the human and material evidence were there, so he was destroyed.

Just because there was a person in the Mo family who participated in the destruction of the Jimo family, he singled out Lingshan and killed hundreds of people in one day.

Later, Jimo Qingyu did all kinds of evil, and in order to prevent future troubles forever, the Mo family of Lingshan united the Junyang Xiahou family and the Qiongshan Han family and other immortal cultivation families, and blocked people on the Broken Soul Cliff.

I listened quietly, in the end, there is a cause and effect, the devil did a lot of evil and died unjustly, but if Mo Qingyu was lucky to live, I guess that he betrayed him back then, and none of them would live.

He didn't stop at his feet, shook his head and chuckled twice, and wondered why Mo Baiyi said such a thing, but he heard one of the old ghosts sigh, about to be: "What about the sword spirit?" Jumped? ”

I was stunned and looked back at it, the white mist was blowing in my face, and the feeling of falling at a rapid speed was really ......

It's over, this sword spirit has no face to see people.

In a trance, I seemed to see Han Yi sneering, and the corners of my mouth hooked a bit of a mocking arc, saying that I am a good fairy sword, and I am a scholar who walks without looking at the road and falls off the cliff, like a fool......

The sword spirit sighed faintly, Qi Qiran didn't want to move, and blinked and pondered how many feet this Broken Soul Cliff was, how long it would take to fall to the end, and what kind of scenery was at the bottom of the cliff.

Hey? Wait, no...... There is a magic circle under this cliff!

Then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was on the cliff of Broken Souls, and my mind was in chaos.

At that time, it was raining heavily in the sky, and the raindrops hit the wounds on my body, and the biting chill caused many righteous people to open two feet in front of me, forming a human wall, surrounding me in the cliff, all of them fierce and vicious, revealing a murderous aura.

It's so confusing, it's like a dream, but it feels extraordinarily real.

After a sudden pain in my heart, a sharp sword went straight through my heart, I stiffened my head, and saw a young man holding a sword in both hands, crying so much that snot and tears flowed, and I was ugly.

"You...... You can't blame me! You killed my father! ”

The young man lifted his tears, his delicate face looked a little distorted, and with a movement in his hand, the sword swirled in his heart, turning black in front of my eyes.

So he pulled out the sword in his heart and snatched it in his hand, and the young man's eyes were round and terrified, and he trembled and avoided the right way.

A picture flashed in his mind, the little boy clumsily followed behind him, let the stones under his feet mix his head, fell so red on his forehead, and cried so loudly that he shouted Master, and even his words were vague.

I leaned over with my sword in my hand, and looked at the young man hiding behind the righteous path, still trembling, but the hatred in my eyes was unconcealed.

I was extremely disappointed in my heart, this is the child I have raised since childhood.

The revenge of the murderer of the Naraush...... What am I doing?

There was still some chaos in my head, the sound of rain was dripping, mixed with lightning and thunder, someone on the right path stepped forward a few steps, I raised my eyes and swept over, then hesitated to retreat, and turned my head to ear, but my own injuries were too serious, and the buzzing sound that reached my ears was like flies, and it was annoying.

After a while, the noise suddenly stopped, and a road was separated in the middle of the human wall, and a white-clothed man had a filial piety cloth wrapped around his forehead, and walked slowly with a sword.

However, the rain curtain was long, floating a layer of hazy mist, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, I just felt very familiar, I felt a faint pain in my heart, I couldn't help but want to escape, but I couldn't, I only pulled the corners of my mouth and said, "You are here." ”

Can't laugh.

The man spoke: "Thousands of unjust souls who died in vain, and hundreds of lives of the Mo family, you have to give an explanation." "The voice is clear and cold, and I can't discern emotions.

Without waiting for me to argue, he said in an indifferent voice: "This is what you owe." ”

I lowered my head, looked at his unstained toe of the aura protector, and said in a voice that only me and him could hear, "I will say it one last time, the thousands of lives in their mouths are not mine, you can trust me...... Do you trust me? "I felt bitter in my heart, and I unconsciously lowered a few points.

The man was unmoved, "The hundreds of lives of the Mo family must also be explained." It was still an indifferent tone.

I asked him in a trembling voice, "You're going to kill me?" ”

The man didn't answer, but just tightened his grip on his sword for a few minutes.

"You're going to ...... Kill me with your own hands? ”

The man was silent for a moment, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the lightning flashed in the sky, just imprinting the cold sword light.

My heart was in turmoil, I could take a few steps back, and my eyes were also blackened, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed out of my throat, and I said sadly: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me...... Mo Baiyi! ”