Not complete... She? What does that mean? Could it be that there can still be half of her?

Xie Zheng was a little puzzled.

Just thinking about this question, the misty fairy mountain spirit lake appeared in front of him.

If you want to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the first thing you see is the Washing Sword Lake like a huge white mirror embedded in the land of Cangzhou.

In addition to the sword platform, the Sword Washing Lake is also the favorite place for the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to refine their sword hearts and sword intents, and Xie Zheng has spent a lot of time soaking here.

The surroundings of the Sword Washing Lake were surrounded by strict prohibitions and formations, one was to protect the Sword Washing Lake, and the other was to prevent disciples or mortals with low cultivation from entering it by mistake.

"That's your Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Sword Washing Lake, right?" Finding that her gaze fell on the ground under her feet, Song Heng asked with great interest, "If the cultivation is abolished, there should be no way to survive in this place, right?" ”

Xie Zheng glanced at him and didn't speak, but it was equivalent to acquiescence.

After all, in that dream, she also ended up with such a result.

"Song Heng, you say, is it possible that Zhang Jianzhi is still alive?"

Although he was relieved that the new law enforcement hall was doing things, in the barrier of the crack, he saw Zhang Jianzhi's figure twice, which made her really difficult to feel at ease.

Song Heng looked at her inexplicably: "You're so funny, how can I know if he's still alive?" For you, I am indeed a soul from another world, and I have been to the Exiled Lands, but that doesn't mean I know everything. ”

After a pause, he sighed again: "If only I knew everything, I would just help you destroy all those things, and you would live a good life, and I would go home, which would be fine." ”

He said so, and Xie Zheng didn't want to ask again, but he didn't immediately return to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but retracted his strength and fell straight down.

Song Heng was stunned for a moment, and then saw Xie Zheng fall on the shore of Xijian Lake.

Washing Sword Lake, like the Sword Table, is a place for cultivation, so there is no specific person to guard it, and at this time, it coincides with the dispatch of most of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, so there are few people by the lake.

For Xie Zheng now, the thousands of sword intents here have long been unable to pose even the slightest threat to her.

She was born with a sword bone, and she was naturally close to these sword intents, coupled with the fact that the sword intent had been completed in recent years, and the Dao heart was infinitely tending to be complete, and she could easily feel the breath of these sword intents, as well as their intentions.

Walking and walking, the people around him suddenly paused, turned their heads to look at the calm lake, and didn't say a word, Song Heng wanted to pat her, but suddenly Fu Zhi realized something, quickly withdrew his hand, and then retreated a distance, looking at her carefully.

The world of cultivating immortals is really like this, which catches people off guard, fortunately, he reacted quickly and didn't shoot it, otherwise if her epiphany was gone, maybe Xie Zheng would beat him.

Just as he thought, Xie Zheng stared at the lake for a moment, and then sat on the ground.

Although he was not proficient in swordsmanship, he could also see thousands of different sword intents, from the lake, in the mountains, and among the trees, with an indomitable attitude, rushing to the direction of Xie Zheng one after another, and finally all around her, impatiently crowded into a ball, as if he wanted to be taken away by her.

But Xie Zheng didn't mean to take them away, but because they were communicating and discussing something.

Time passed quickly here, and just when Song Heng and the others were bored, a snow-white graceful figure fell from far and near, and fell not far from him in the blink of an eye.

But there was no him in the eyes of the beautiful woman, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at Xie Zheng a few feet away, and it seemed that there was a third person next to him at all.

Song Heng suddenly felt a little hit, the beauty carried a sword, and it seemed that she was also a sword cultivator.

Could it be that the sword cultivation of their Ten Thousand Swords Sect is like this?

Seeing that in a short period of time, Xie Zheng had no possibility of waking up from his meditation, Song Heng made a mental preparation and walked a few steps forward with his feet, just walking to the beauty's side.

"This fellow Daoist, do you also know Xie Zheng?"

Hearing the word 'Xie Zheng', Yan Yushuang seemed to notice the person next to her, tilted her head slightly, glanced at him coldly, and her red lips opened lightly: "She is my senior sister, who are you?" ”

Good guy, it's such a beautiful junior sister!

Xie Zheng, this friend, he has made it!

"My name is Song Heng, I am Xie Zheng's friend, we just returned to Wanjian Sect from Yunzhou, she settled here, I don't know what this junior sister is called?"

As soon as Yan Yushuang heard that this person was the Immortal Monarch mentioned by the Master, her suspicious gaze suddenly fell on him, after all, in her cognition, the Immortal Monarch was not much different from the gods.

And the person standing in front of her is very ordinary, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary temperament, and he looks like his cultivation is also very ordinary, in short, the whole person is so ordinary that he can't find it if he throws it into the crowd.

But in any case, this is Senior Sister Xie's friend, and she can't be too rude.

"My name is Yan Yushuang."

Song Heng hooked his lips and smiled: "Yushuang... What a name! ”

Yan Yushuang: "......"

This person is inevitably a little too familiar, and the two chatted some gossip again, most of which Song Heng was saying, Yan Yushuang listened quietly, and occasionally responded.

In the evening, when the sun was setting, Xie Zheng finally opened his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Yushuang being amused by Song Heng and laughing.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

Seeing Xie Zheng get up, Yan Yushuang immediately ran over, took her arm and laughed, where can I still see the cold color on weekdays.

"Senior sister, you can be regarded as back! I miss you so much! ”

Xie Zheng glanced at her and snorted: "Everyone else has gone out, why don't you go and hide in the sect to be lazy?" ”

Yan Yushuang immediately denied it: "It's not! The two places that the sect master arranged for us, we have already carefully explored them, and it was Senior Sister Xu who said that you might want to come back, so I will come back first. ”

I didn't expect to really meet Xie Zheng here.

Seeing that Xie Zheng wanted to say something, Song Heng thought that she was going to teach her junior sister a lesson, so he interrupted her with words: "Hey, what are you asking so much, so many people are doing things, it's nothing for Yushuang to be lazy." ”

As soon as her words fell, Yan Yushuang glared at him and said unhappily, "What are you talking about?" I have been in the Tao for more than ten years, and I have never slackened for a moment, and I have done my best to every task given to me by my master, and I have never been lazy. ”

Song Heng was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had done something bad with good intentions, and hurriedly changed his words: "Hey, Yushuang, you misunderstood me, of course I know that you won't be lazy, isn't it afraid that Xie Zheng will scold you, don't worry, I won't say this again in the future." ”

Tsk, spring heart sprouts.

Xie Zheng glanced at the two of them with a smile, but didn't say anything.

The three of them left Xijian Lake together and flew in the direction of Luoxiangfeng's canteen.

And after their figures disappeared, a mist slowly rose above the surface of the Washing Sword Lake, but in a moment, the mist condensed into a shadowy human form.