Chapter 5: The Blue Light Sword

The old man had been in the cabin in Xinghe for five days. During this period, Xing He came to see him every day and brought him food. Aunt Hong will also cook a little more food every day, he knows that the old man wants to eat, but he doesn't dare to tell others that this old man is so weak and so powerful, this kind of person is not something she can offend. Every time Xing He passed, the old man was playing with the broken sword in his hand, and there was a secret letter of infinite nostalgia in his eyes. But after a few days, the old man's face without a trace of blood did not recover in the slightest. On the sixth day, Xing He still delivered food to the old man as usual, but the old man was not in the house today, and there was only a note in the house: I go to the Lake of Tears, you don't have to worry. "Grandpa has gone to the Lake of Tears, what does he want to do?" Although the old man didn't usually talk to him much, he could feel the anger and hatred in the old man's heart. Thinking about it, Xing He also rushed to the Lake of Tears.

By the lake of tears, an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face stood there motionless, like an old tree that was about to wither, but he held a sword in his hand, which was blood-red, and there were many gaps, and the fine lines were dense, and it looked simple and could not be more simple. Suddenly, the old man opened his mouth and said to the air: "Flower Emperor, Supreme Emperor!, thank you for saving my life that day, keeping my natal primordial spirit, and keeping the Blood River Sword, so that it can restore some of its origin, such a great kindness, I can't repay it by returning to Yuanguang, but I still have one more request: seal the origin of this Blood River Sword, and transform it with Qingguang Yuan Jing on the surface of its sword body, and cover up its blood red color and the power of the imperial weapon." Xing He came to the lake of tears, only saw the back of the old man, but it was very blurry, but he couldn't walk over when he raised his footsteps, it seemed that there was a moat in the middle, and Xing He couldn't reach the old man's location.

Suddenly, the lake of tears became mysterious, and cyan smoke gradually rose in the lake, which was very misty, the water vapor was swirling, the fairy light flowed, and the sound of the avenue resounded in the whole sky. But Xing He didn't notice anything, he only felt comfortable physically and mentally, and he felt like a flying immortal.

The lake of tears began to roll and surge, and a colorful light appeared in the center of the lake, and the water of the lake of tears returned to calm, but at this time there was a woman standing in the middle of the lake. "The Flower Emperor, the Supreme Emperor, I beg you to come to your rescue!" the old man said tremblingly, and after speaking, he threw the Blood River Sword into the air and threw it at the water man. "Blood River! What happened in the first place! Why can't I deduce what happened to you that year with my realm! You entered the world of burial immortals with the masters of your sect, but you never heard any news again. Although every emperor has a natal fruit, but the Emperor of Time has become an emperor, have you died? I really want to witness your demeanor. Kill the Nine Shadows and become the emperor, kill the Black Ancestor, that old guy, and be upright. The Flower Emperor muttered to himself, "Now that your Blood River Sect has changed its name to the Guiyuan Sect, there is only one little saint in charge, and his incognito is still discovered by the black people, alas, I will help the Blood River Sect on a ride." Saying that, an ugly bronze surged up in the lake, and if you look closely, it is not a piece of copper, it is a spiritual object, and the flower emperor pointed with both hands, and a cyan light shot towards the blood river sword, and the blood river sword trembled twice, then calmed down, and its origin was sealed. Then a furnace made of water appeared in the air, and with a wave of the woman's hand, the lid of the water furnace was lifted, and the flames in the furnace could be faintly seen. After practicing for a quarter of an hour, a turquoise light flew out of the water furnace and shot towards the Blood River Sword, and as soon as the two came into contact with the blue light, they wrapped the Blood River Sword, and in the blink of an eye, the blue light was hidden, and there was only a cyan sword, which was simple and unpretentious. "This Blood River Sword is really a fierce weapon! That rolling murderous aura makes my heart palpitate!" The old man stood silently, "Is this really an emperor? How did the Emperor of Time become an emperor? How did the Blood River Sword know that there was an emperor here." The Blood River is really amazing!" Originally, when Gui Yuan Guang drove the Blood River Sword to escape, the Blood River Sword revived on its own, and overdrew the origin with Gui Yuan Light, leaving at super speed, because Gui Yuan Light's spiritual power was overdrawn, so he could only rely on the Blood River Sword. However, the Blood River Sword flew towards the Lake of Tears on its own, crashed into the Lake of Tears, and crashed into the Lake of Tears, Gui Yuanguang suddenly felt a large amount of spiritual power injected into his body, and there was also a magical power to restore his natal Yuan Spirit. He felt miraculous at the time, and only after the Blood River Sword recovered some of its origins did he return to Yuanguang to learn everything.

A sword rose from the lake of tears, dark cyan, with a gap, no coercion, but it gave people a sharp aura, and the sword body still had a few traces of red light, exuding an amazing aura from time to time. The sword slowly rose and fell into the old man's hand. The Lake of Tears has returned to its former tranquility without a trace of waves. The Flower Emperor never appeared in front of the old man, and in her eyes, Guiyuanguang was too weak. And Gui Yuanguang only felt a slight fluctuation, and then saw a green sword.

The lake is horizontal, the fairy light is scattered, and the road rhyme flows. "Lake of tears, lake of tears, lake of tears is recovering. Xing He stayed on the shore for a long time before he reacted. He saw the old man, the old man knelt on the ground, and said with tears: Ancestor, Yuanguang can't help it, the Blood River Sword has become a Qingguang Sword, and there is no Blood River Sword in the world from now on, so Yuanguang can only do this for the sake of the emperor's protector. I swear that I will make the black power blood debt pay for in blood!hahahaha......" Gui Yuanguang let out a long roar, and randomly put away the Qingguang Sword and walked towards Xinghe. "Grandpa, what happened to you just now?" Xing He was very curious. The vision just now made him vaguely touch the threshold of the first truth. He felt that as long as the spiritual power of the heart door had accumulated enough, then he would definitely step into the first truth. The old man glanced at Xing He, "It's good for you if you don't know something." Xing He felt that the old man's aura was weaker, and his murderous aura was heavier. When he saw the old man's serious expression, he stopped asking. "Boy, come here, you are a hybrid body, you can't cultivate to a very high level in such a world, it's good to be able to reach the soul condensation. However, as long as you follow me and promise me one thing, I will help you cultivate, and it is up to you to reach what realm you can achieve. The path of cultivation is full of crises and adventures, and everything must be on one's own. Will you agree to follow me?" the old man's eyes twinkled with hope. "I, I ......" Xing He didn't know what to say for a while. "Well, go back first, and see you in three days' time, and you'll give me an answer then." "Aren't you leaving?" "I'm home everywhere." But there is no real home! Alas, young people are determined to be in the world, and old thoughts return to their hometown! Sad!" The old man's sigh still echoed in the air, but the old man was long gone. Xing He went home alone.