Looking at the miserable appearance of Xinglou, Song Yu was very open...... No, I feel very sympathetic, but ......

The rice that should be rubbed is still rubbed, and he must pass through the foundation building period monk, and there is no way to fly, so it takes a lot of time to buy vegetables back and forth between Yaoguang Mountain and the outer gate.

The Star Tower is different, the Edgeworth flight, it only takes a quarter of an hour to go back and forth, which is extremely convenient, and the Star Tower is also a foodie, even if they don't eat, the Star Tower still has to go grocery shopping.

Don't look at Xinglou complaining to Song Yu, it's all a joke, in fact, he doesn't care about the two of them eating at all, with the arrival of Song Yu and Hongling, the Bashan Sword Field is also lively, he likes this atmosphere very much, it is very similar to the life scene of a mortal home.

At night, Xinglou looked at the moon in the sky, leaning on Shi Jian's side, the expression on his face was a little lonely, maybe when he was alone, he was the real Xinglou.

"If my sword can cut off the galaxy, I wonder if I can cut off the reincarnation, and bring my family back to me?"

This is the obsession of Xinglou Immortal Cultivator, and his ability to open up the Bashan Sword Field has a lot to do with this obsession.

The so-called Bashan is not a Bashan in Yaoguang Mountain, but a mountain in Xinglou's hometown, and he takes it as his name, but he doesn't want to forget the past.

Therefore, his sword has thousands of sword rays, but under the brilliance of the galaxy, it is endless longing, which outsiders can't feel.

Bashan night rain rises autumn pool!

On that day, he opened up the Bashan Sword Field, comprehended his own kendo, and at the same time bound that trace of obsession to his kendo, which was his fate.

On the other side, Song Yu was meditating in the courtyard, and there was a change in the storage ring, and his mind moved, and he took the abnormal thing out of the storage, only to find that it was the Canglong Broken Sword.

Since escaping from the tomb of the Blood Demon Ancestor, Song Yu's focus has been on the Soul Cultivation Technique, but the Canglong Broken Sword that he brought out was thrown into the storage ring, he naturally knew that the Canglong Broken Sword was not simple, it was extremely sharp, and it could actually cut through the formation that trapped the Blood Demon Ancestor.

But he is not a sword cultivator, so there is no way to discover the mystery of Canglong's broken sword, if it weren't for Canglong's broken sword and actively jumping out, he would have forgotten Canglong's broken sword for a long time.

"Why did you move?" Song Yu wondered.

Putting the Canglong Broken Sword on the table, the Canglong Broken Sword was still trembling, but the range was not large, and the sound of the dragon's groan was faintly heard from it.

The voice...... Why do you feel a little painful?"

Song Yu listened carefully for a while, thinking about the reason that caused Canglong's broken sword reaction, he remembered that in addition to cultivating, his time in the day was to rub rice, and on the way to rub rice.

Nothing special seems to be happening?

These things are done every day, if they can really cause the reaction of Canglong's broken sword, I am afraid that it has already been caused, it should not be these reasons, but what is the reason?

Studied but cannot comprehend.

Song Yu tried to cross the aura into the Canglong Broken Sword, and immediately saw the effect, and the Canglong Broken Sword regained its calm and no longer trembled.

Song Yu's face was overjoyed, he didn't expect his aura to be really effective, seeing that his aura could help Canglong break the sword, he was a little relieved, listening to the dragon chant in Canglong's broken sword with a trace of pain, he felt uncomfortable, after all, Canglong broke the sword to help himself.

It's just that the Canglong Broken Sword no longer trembles, but the surface exudes a light blue light, which is very faint, like a spark at night, giving people a crumbling feeling.

"What's going on?"

Song Yu stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up the Canglong Broken Sword and take a closer look, but as soon as his fingers touched the sword body, his fingers hurt slightly, and he only felt that his head seemed to have been hit hard, and the sky was spinning, and his eyes were dark.

When his gaze returned, he found that he was no longer in the courtyard, but on the surface of a lake.

The lake is calm, like a mirror.

Song Yu walked casually on the surface of the lake, but he couldn't make a little ripple, and he saw a handsome figure from the reflection on the lake.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be myself.

"Anyone?"

Song Yu walked on the surface of the lake and asked out loud.

But the emptiness around was terrifying, and no one answered his questions except his echo.

Although no one answered his question, he quickly understood.

It is very likely that this place is the internal space of Canglong's Broken Sword, because when his fingers touched Canglong's Broken Sword, the mutation occurred.

It's just a little strange that I came into contact with the Canglong Broken Sword before, but I didn't encounter such a thing, how did I encounter it now?

Next, Song Yu began to explore around, but still didn't find anything, this was just a useless space, so he didn't dwell too much, but tried how to get out of here.

"Open Sesame!"

"Jackfruit!"

"Boom, boom!"

"One to me giaogiao!"

“......”

Song Yu tried a lot of spells and postures, but he was still stuck here, he felt like a second fool doing this.

"Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing. ”

Song Yu said stupidly.

Before the words fell, there was a light laugh in my ears, it was a woman's voice, the voice was lonely, obviously laughing, but with a bit of indescribable sadness.

"Who?"

Song Yu looked around.

At this moment, a huge dragon head poked out of the water, white hair, eyes shining with smart color, looking extremely handsome, flying towards the sky, like a frightening sky, white scales in the light, looking extremely clean.

Song Yu's eyes were full of shock, he never expected that he would see a real dragon in the Canglong Broken Sword.

That's right, a real dragon, for some reason, a familiar feeling arose in his heart.

The body of the white dragon kept flying up from the water, I don't know how many, such a huge body really shocked Song Yu.

Suddenly, Song Yu saw a terrifying thing, the white dragon's body was actually broken.

I saw the white dragon dragging half of his body to fly in the sky, although he was still extremely domineering, but there was a sense of sadness.

Who cut off the body of the white dragon?

Song Yu looked at the white dragon in distraction.

The white dragon noticed Song Yu's gaze, and it saw pity in it, so it flew to Song Yu's approach, grew its mouth, and roared at Song Yu, as if in protest.

"It should hurt, right?"

Song Yu didn't care, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Bailong's head, he didn't sympathize with Bailong, but he looked at Bailong's situation and remembered how many years he was like a waste, so he felt a little empathy.

The white dragon was pressed by Song Yu, and did not resist, but looked at Song Yu in astonishment.

"Presumably you are the spirit of the Canglong Broken Sword, since you saved my life, then I will definitely cure you. ”

Song Yu said solemnly.

A mist appeared in the white dragon's eyes.

"You ......"

Song Yu didn't say a word, and was driven out by the white dragon. He sat in the courtyard in a daze, reminiscing in disbelief about the previous scene, and was speechless for a long time.