"Master, what's wrong?"

Ji Hongxi stared at Yun Tian and asked, he saw it clearly, Yun Tian always had a shallow worry in his warm eyes.

Yun Tian knew how sharp his disciples were, and he pondered for a moment.

"You come with me."

Re-entering the sword mound, there are some novelties.

In this valley full of recklessness, countless blades are buried deep in the ground or inserted into the cliff face.

Some have become more and more silvery and sharp under the polish of time, and some have been infected with mottled rust by time.

Long or short, colorful blades make up the sword mound of the Tibetan Sword Sect, leaving a unique scenery here.

The moment Lu Yun stepped here, she felt that this place was full of all kinds of sword intent, chaotic, and full of hostility.

Sword cultivation can use a lot of swords, but sword cultivation can only have one natal sword in his life.

After the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect entered, most of them would find their natal swords from this sword shrine, such as Feng Yuyao's Fire Phoenix.

Not surprisingly, this fire phoenix accompanied Feng Yuyao to the end.

Another example is her eldest brother and second senior brother, a handful of glass blood and a handful of azure, who are the most trusted partners and family members of these two.

Like Lu Yun, it is a minority.

In the eyes of many people, Lu Yun is an outlier.

So when she left here with two swords, what Yun Tian said to the outside world was that Han Jiangxue was her natal sword, and the tail needle was given to Lu Yun by him.

Sword cultivation, it's normal to have a lot of swords on your body.

But in fact, Lu Yun knew that these two swords were not his natal sword, or rather, they were both part of his natal sword.

The fragments of the dantian, in this place full of sword qi, seemed to have sensed something, and it was much more active than before.

She touched her wrist.

There are silk threads entwined there, combined together, like a white jade bracelet, the crystal color, very warm.

Different from the cold white of Hanjiang snow, this white, like a very soft cloud, is very harmless.

But when Jiang's spiritual power is injected into it, these whites will gradually change, close to transparent, and then shuttle through the space according to the owner's wishes.

The sharpness of those lines is comparable to that of Hanjiang and snow.

It was an invisible murderous weapon, the fourth fragment she had found, and a gift from Ali.

Because of the attraction between the pieces, after she got the pieces that were supposed to be pearls, the other party wrapped them around her wrist according to her own heart.

The place where it fits the skin is very soft and there is no discomfort at all.

Lu Yun walked at the back, and with a hook of her fingers, a silver wire popped out, shattering a sword qi that wanted to sneak attack her.

In these long years, many of the swords in the sword mound have given birth to their own spiritual wisdom.

may not be able to walk independently in human form like Yun Shuiqing and Lu Zi, but he has the mind of a child of a few years old, like a naughty child.

These children are especially fond of harassing the disciples who enter the Sword Shrine, and are happy to add a little suffering to each other.

Lu Yun still remembers that after he entered the Sword Shrine for the first time, he suffered a little at the hands of these naughty boys.

Time flies, and years have passed.

Here again, these urchins can't do her any harm, and she can even suppress them if she wants.

In the end, she is an ownerless thing, and her mind is not sound, so she can't compare with her.

Feeling the perseverance of those sword blades, Lu Yun easily dealt with it, followed Yuntian, and came to the deepest part of the sword mound.

It was a bay of water, the transparent water surface was deep to the bottom, and the rocks under the pool were piled up, and there was no life in sight.

But this looking clear water surface is actually condensed by the countless sword qi in the sword mound.

When others come in, if they really regard it as an ordinary pool of water, once they get close, they are afraid that they will be twisted into pieces by those sword qi.

And in the middle of the pool, there was an island, and on top of the island, there was a golden blade.

Half of the body of this sword is submerged in the ground, and the exposed body of the sword is covered with complex lines, which sets off this sword is particularly strange.

But Lu Yun remembered that the first time he came here, when he saw this sword, the other party's body was full of cracks, dilapidated, and lacking vitality.

A few people stood on the edge of the pool, Yun Tian hit with a burst of spiritual power, the sword body trembled a few times, and an illusory figure appeared in front of the person.

The other party's eyes were closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and his face was pale and almost transparent.

The eyes that looked at them all the time, pure as childish, did not mean to open no matter how they called.

It's clear clouds.

It's her fourth brother.

In Yun Shuiqing's body, what she felt was the other party's imminent disappearance.

The spirit was fragile, as if the other party would turn into nothingness if he touched it casually.

"What the hell is going on?"

The corners of Ji Hongxi's eyes pressed down, and there was a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, which was terrifying.

Beneath the flesh and blood, the pitch-black demon bones exuded a faint light, and the evil aura made the swords in the sword mound feel dangerous and screamed.

Lu Yun walked over and pressed Ji Hongxi's shoulder.

After taking a deep look at Lu Yun, Ji Hongxi restrained the irritability in his heart and waited for Yuntian's explanation.

"In the language of the Holy Land, this sword will be useful in the future, it is about ascension, it is about ascending to the Immortal Gate, but the premise is that this sword is intact."

Yuntian sighed.

"In the main hall that day, the nine sects decided to repair this sword."

"But you also know that this sword gave birth to the sword spirit, that is, Shui Qing, and the two are one."

"And if you want to repair this sword, the premise is that the water is clear and in place."

Like Qianqiu Zhong, as long as Ah Li is willing, Lu Zi can actually move freely, and if he doesn't say it, no one knows that Lu Zi is a machine spirit.

So their original plan was also to move closer to the situation of Qianqiu Zhong.

But who could have known that when Yun Shuiqing turned into a sword spirit and entered this sword, this sword absorbed Yun Shuiqing's power uncontrollably.

They want to stop it, but they can't interrupt the process, they can only guess that because the two are one, so the sword instinctively wants to obtain the power of the same source to repair itself.

In fact, this is also true.

But when the sword repair was completed, the individual who belonged to Yun Shuiqing could no longer be separated from the sword body.

The two became one again.

And Yun Shuiqing slept in this sword, unresponsive to the outside.

But things are not so simple, in the past few days, they have been observing this sword, and finally found that Yun Shuiqing's divine soul is not stable.

He's disappearing.

To be precise, as the sword itself, it is banning the existence of Yun Shuiqing.

Once his last strength is also absorbed by the sword, then from now on, there will never be such a person as Yun Shuiqing in this world.

Yes, just a sword.

"This sword is restored after the restoration, and it is recognized."

Yun Shuiqing said this sentence at the end.

"It's the disciple of the Great Elder, that little girl named Feng Yuyao." (End of chapter)