Nothingness, darkness, pitch black all around, no light in sight, like a pitch-black curtain covering the sky and the sun, swallowing up all the light, leaving only a dead night.

Suddenly!

In the pitch-black space, there was a gentle and majestic voice of an old man, which resounded throughout the space.

"What do you think is the difference between the sword body technique and the sword technique?"

In the void space, there was a death-like silence, only the old man's majestic voice echoed, like a phantom shadow.

"Very strong! Master can rely on him to walk in the entire immortal realm alone, it must be the ultimate exercise! A child's immature voice rang out from one side, slowly echoing.

"Hmm." The old man said in a nasal voice, and then a hearty laugh wafted from this void, invisible space, "Then what do you think, what is a sword?" What is a Sword Immortal? ”

"Hmm......" The child seemed to be unable to understand such a profound question, and kept muttering, and after a long time, he said in frustration: "I don't know ......"

The old man was not angry, he was still smiling heartily, although he couldn't see the other party's face, he could also feel that the old man must be very kind.

"No problem, one day, you'll understand."

The ethereal sound vanished, and the space returned to calm.

Without warning, the sound of a door opening echoed through the space, the old doorway shaft creaked, and the confused voice of a child rang out.

"Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Xiao Feng, you are the most talented disciple of the Sword Immortal Sect, because you have no body, you are born with two souls and three spirits, and your heart is simple and clean, like a jade that has not been chiseled." The old man's voice sounded again, a little different from before, at this moment he seemed to be even older, and his breath was extremely weak, but his tone was still doting and kind.

"It's just that your sword heart hasn't been found yet, but I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to become the most magnificent sword immortal, but without the body, the Holy Throne Tribulation, it will be difficult for you to survive."

"Master, but I can't even find a sword now, and the senior sisters will know to laugh at me." The child's voice was a little dissatisfied, as if he was complaining, telling his dissatisfaction with the senior sisters.

"You'll find it." The old man coughed twice and said in a soft tone: "When you can truly believe in the sword in your hand, your sword heart will naturally appear." ”

"What is Kenshin?" The child's confused inquiry.

The voice was ethereal, then vanished.

Suddenly!

The void night surged, the sonorous sound of swords colliding, and the sound of the crowd fighting was endless, like a large group of people fighting bloodily.

The chaotic voice appeared without warning, and then the voice of a young man who was unruly and indifferent, without a trace of emotion, suddenly sounded.

"Even if the master falls, I ask the Sword Immortal Sect is not something that you can covet from a young person! Mantis arm block the car! All looking for death! ”

The whole space fell silent again, as if the appearance of young people had made them timid.

A moment later!

A clear and cold, but gentle voice emerged.

"Xiao Feng, you go down the mountain with the sword body technique and the sword technique, remember, no matter what happens, don't take out these two secret methods."

"Senior sister, what's wrong with Master? Senior brother seems to have lost his temper, what happened under the mountain? Won't you come down the mountain with me? The child asked several questions in confusion, and unlike his previous innocence, this time his voice became uneasy and frightened.

"Xiaofeng, senior sister wants to stay on the mountain, you must be obedient, don't show exercises, and don't think about revenge until you have absolute cultivation."

"Remember, you must find Kenshin, this memory can't be blocked, senior sister won't be around in the future, you have to take care of yourself, if you're bullied, don't cry ......"

The woman's voice was choked, like a mother reprimanding her child, but her tone was full of tenderness, and it could be seen that she did not want to be separated from the child.

The ripples rippled, and the pitch-black space suddenly bloomed with a golden light, as if the black curtain was divided by an invisible sword intent.

The bright moonlight illuminated the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Lin Changfeng looked at the ceiling blankly, as if he remembered a lot of dusty memories that had never appeared before.

It seems that after some kind of qualitative change, the memory begins to revival.

Ask the Sword Immortal Sect, Master, Senior Sister, Senior Brother......

Strange and familiar faces come to mind, and finally fall apart and merge into the depths of memory.

Sitting up, a heart-piercing pain surged from the depths of the soul, as if the soul was indeed a piece, and a sense of powerlessness instantly surged into the heart.

At the same time, he felt some itching at the corners of his eyes, he reached out and stroked it, and a drop of crystal water appeared on his fingertips.

"My memory has been restored, it turns out that I still have a blood feud on my body!" The blood under his eyes flashed, and Lin Changfeng hurriedly checked his body, but found that there was nothing wrong.

It's just that the soul has changed, and it seems to be completely fused.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lin Changfeng looked at the night outside the window, constantly reviewing the memory fragments in his mind, and at this moment he seemed to have found the sword heart that had been pursued for thousands of years.

Slowly getting out of the car, Lin Changfeng walked out of the villa, looking at the long sword inserted into the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No longer has the cold temperament before, this smile looks so smart and natural under the care of Haoyue.

Blowing the gentle evening breeze, Lin Changfeng thought for a long time, and then slowly walked towards the long sword.

Raising his hand, he said lightly: "I don't think about it." ”

As if sensing the call of its master, the long sword let out a sword sound, and immediately trembled violently, turning into a sword light that flew towards Lin Changfeng.

The moment the five fingers held the long sword, Lin Changfeng sensed that the sword spirit inside the long sword sent a signal for help.

What did you kid do, why is this dove occupying the spirit of the magpie's nest so terrifying? Help me...... This is the signal conveyed by the sword spirit, Lin Changfeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his fingers slowly stroked over the sword body.

Then the golden light faded, and an illusory figure appeared in front of Lin Changfeng.

"Boy, what the hell was going on with that breath just now? Why is it so scary? The sword spirit came out of the long sword, and his face was full of questioning.

When the words fell, he seemed to have noticed something wrong, the expression on Lin Changfeng's face...... It seems to have become a lot more agile.

He sighed lightly and said suspiciously: "You kid was taken away before?" How do you feel like your breath is more stable now? ”

"It's really stabilized, and my strength seems to be more and more consolidated." Blowing the gentle night breeze, Lin Changfeng rarely replied to the sword spirit's words, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Something is wrong! You're a weird kid. The sword spirit had a suspicious look on his face, as if Lin Changfeng was not normal at the moment.

Shaking his head helplessly and smiling bitterly, Lin Changfeng looked at Haoyue above the sky, his eyes were quiet and heavy, "The matter of helping you cast the body may drag on for a while, at least until I take revenge, I will definitely not be able to do it." ”

"Revenge?" The sword spirit groaned, stared at Lin Changfeng's side face, and said with a little excitement: "The enemy is very powerful? ”