Perhaps he had heard too many stories about the Demon Venerable, and that night, Xue Yanjing had a dream.

Between heaven and earth, black clouds rolled, winds roared, thunder and lightning raged, and huge waves raged. In the dim skylight, corpses could be vaguely seen all over the field. There were people covered in blood, clenching their blades in vain to confront the monsters raging in the sea.

The tentacles of the sea monster swooped in, penetrated a person's belly, and stretched out from his mouth, and the tip of the tentacle fell with a string of blood-red objects, and everyone looked at it intently, only to know that it was the person's heart and liver.

As soon as the sea monster rolled its tentacles, it threw the string of blood-drenched heart and liver into his mouth and swallowed it. Then he reached out with a tentacle, but he didn't move, just hovered in the air, as if hesitating which prey to choose next.

Naturally, the crowd knew that this was just a trick to trick everyone, and it had already regarded these people as its possession, and wanted them to entertain it for a moment before killing its prey completely.

Everyone gritted their teeth and slashed with their swords, but the tentacles were as fast as lightning, instantly passing through the sword shadow and knife light, and rolling up a seriously injured cultivator, when everyone reacted and turned back to rescue, they saw that the tentacles had gradually locked, and the monk who was wrapped in it made a crisp sound of broken bones, and some hard ribs had pierced the flesh and flesh.

The sea monster held the man to his lips with his tentacles, squeezing the man's body as he opened his bloody mouth to catch the bright red juice squeezed out of his body. He actually squeezed the juice of this man and drank it like a fruit.

Everyone was furious, but they could not prevent it from happening, and the occasional lightning and thunder reflected on their faces illuminated the deep despair in everyone's eyes.

The sea monster smacked its lips, tossed the drained corpse away, and began to choose its next victim.

Seeing that the tentacle was about to penetrate the belly of another person again, at this moment, a sword came from the west, broke the light of the sky, split the sea of clouds, crossed the sky, and slashed straight into the water like a long dragon, turning into ten thousand golden lights, and the fierce sword qi actually split the sea water in half.

At that moment, the brilliance was dazzling, and the dark environment suddenly brightened, everyone subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes, only to hear the sound of sword qi in their ears, and then the huge wail of the sea monster resounded in their ears, this sound seemed to disturb people's minds, everyone hurriedly closed their eyes and meditated, running the remaining strength to resist with all their might, and finally managed to calm down until the sound calmed down, everyone looked around, and then found that the wind and waves were calm in front of them. The power of that sword can return the blue sea and blue sky between heaven and earth.

The sea monster that was raging a moment ago was split in half very symmetrically, and a golden sword was nailed to the sand not far from its corpse, and under the sword was a huge, beating mass of flesh, which was actually the heart of the monster.

The power of a sword, is it so powerful?

The crowd looked up in amazement, but the owner of the sword never appeared.

Soon, someone exclaimed, beckoning everyone to take a closer look at the sword nailed to the heart of the sea monster - the sword is three feet long, the blade is double-edged, the whole body is golden, and the hilt of the sword is carved with a dragon.

Extremely flamboyant, extremely arrogant.

Just like its arrogant master known to the Three Realms.

This is the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The swordsmanship has been taken away, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon.

No one present would fail to recognize the sword, and they were here to challenge the sword's owner.

Someone said in a trembling voice: "I don't know that the honorable driver has arrived, and I am far away." ”

A clear voice came from among the clouds: "Do you still want to fight?" ”

The bloodied man clenched his fists: "Su is ashamed of himself." ”

When the man in the clouds heard this, he chuckled, but did not show his face, but went away, and was extremely arrogant.

With a whistle, the dragon sword followed.

The crowd did not see the man's face, only a dark robe that hunted and flew in the wind, and the jasper-gilt crown on his head.

But everyone knows that except for the One Demon Venerable, this person does not think of second people.

Later, this story became known to everyone, and it turned out that Su Qiongxiao, a genius monk who became famous in the cultivation world, gave Guiyi Demon Venerable a war letter, and the two made an appointment to fight at the end of the North Sea. Su Qiongxiao encountered a sea monster on the way to the agreed location, and everyone in his entourage suffered heavy casualties. Later, the Demon Venerable waited for a long time and didn't wait for anyone, so he irritably touched all the way along the beach and saved the rest of the people.

The two did not officially fight, but the superiority was divided, and the cultivation world became more and more jealous of the Guiyi Demon Venerable.

Of course, there are some people who think that there is a conspiracy in it, and maybe the sea monster was ambushed there under the command of Guiyi. But the person concerned, Su Qiongxiao, obviously doesn't think so, which can be seen from his gradually changing style of dressing, such as his love to wear a black robe, and his love to wear a jade crown.

As for the Dragon Slaying Golden Sword, naturally he couldn't imitate it, and almost the entire Three Realms were curious about where Guiyi Demon Venerable had found such a divine weapon. They were even more curious about why such a powerful magic weapon had been unknown before.

Some people say that this must be the magic weapon of the immortal family left in the world by a certain immortal, and some people say that it is a magic weapon that was smelted with countless flesh and blood and remnant souls.

Of course, the Guiyi Demon Venerable was not enthusiastic enough to answer these questions for them, so the origin of the Dragon Slaying Sword is still a mystery to this day.

Xue Yan was shocked and lost his memory, naturally he didn't know the follow-up of these antecedents, and this dream had no beginning or end, but he dreamed of a sword from the west, and then woke up, and the power of the sword in the dream seemed to split the heavens and the earth in half. She touched the corners of her mouth and felt that she was feeling a little craving for seafood.

Xue Yan rubbed his eyebrows in shock, crushing the sea of clouds and sky in his dream.

She got up and poured herself a cup of tea, and then paced to the window, watering the verdant green that grew in the porcelain pot.

This is recommended by the doctor, saying that in order to keep her mood calm, she can raise flowers and plants on weekdays. After Xue Yanjing raised a few pots of orchids and a pot of overlord trees, he learned from the pain, and finally simply picked up a handful of garlic seedlings from the sixth senior brother and planted them in the pot, watching them exude vitality in the sun, and his mood was quite happy.

Yesterday, the third senior sister and the sixth senior brother vaguely asked her if there was anyone else to take refuge in, and there was somewhere else to relax.

Xue Yan thought about it in surprise, and could only shake her head helplessly, her biological mother died early, and her father also went to ascend after she worshiped Xuantian Sect. Since ancient times, there has been no example of a cultivator who can return to the mortal world after ascending to immortality, and Father Xue naturally can't support his daughter. The only thing that can be regarded as having something to do with it is probably her fiancé who has been married since childhood.

Her fiancé is called Shen Cangliu, who is the young master of the Pingsha Luoyan Building of the Xiuzhen Sect, and the two have some friendship with their fathers, and they have been married to the two of them since they were young.

But when Xue Yanjing first returned to Xuantian Sect, the third senior sister notified Pingsha Luoyanlou, and the other party sent a reply, in which she sincerely expressed her concern for Xue Yanjing, but she never showed up, and she knew that she probably had other considerations for this marriage.

Even if he didn't, Xue Yanjing didn't plan to go to him, if he had to rely on others to "change his mind" in order to live, it would be too pitiful.

Seeing her shake her head, the third senior sister had to tell her not to leave Kunwu Mountain alone, after all, there were too many monks offended by Guiyi Demon Venerable, Xue Yanjing had something to do with him, and these people were afraid that they would have to take out their anger on his "favorite concubine" after hearing about it.

If you have a vengeance, you don't dare to find the Demon Venerable to take revenge, but you want to take revenge on his "favorite concubine", at that time, Xue Yan couldn't help laughing: "In the hundred years since I disappeared, these famous and decent families have become like this?" ”

The two of them really couldn't argue, so they had to tell her that in addition to her daily schoolwork, it was best not to even leave Siming Peak, and to summon them immediately if there was anything. The two of them did not say the reason, but Xue Yan was shocked to know that the fact that she had done the "forbidden" of the Demon Venerable was afraid that it had spread all over the Xuantian Sect, and it was inevitable that some people would think that she had insulted the prestige of the Xuantian Sect, and she cultivated to a low level, and the senior sister and senior brother were afraid that someone would find her trouble.

Within the sect, it is natural that there will be no worries about life, but if the cultivator fights up, it is inevitable that he will be injured a little.

Xue Yan was shocked but couldn't worry about this situation of internal and external troubles, she watered the garlic seedlings growing vigorously by the window, and poked a row of wooden ducks of different shapes placed on the table, which was carved for her by the seventh senior sister of the same division when she first came back, and let her float on the water when she bathed.

Xue Yan couldn't help but smile, the senior brothers and sisters of Siming Peak really coaxed her like a child.

In fact, she was still a short apprentice back then, and she didn't know a few brothers and sisters, and some of them didn't even have time to meet each other, but now they are willing to take care of her like this, and she is naturally grateful.

She felt that she should have had a wonderful life, a very happy time, but there was no trace of it in her memory. I've been recuperating here for a few months, and I don't think there's anything wrong with a time like this right now.

Probably because it hurt her brain before, she was reluctant to think about things that were too complicated.

All kinds of past events are like clouds.

Of course, she wanted to regain her memories of the past, but she really couldn't......

Xue Yan stretched out her hand to the sun, and the warm sun sprinkled on her face through her fingers.

Since the memory of a hundred years has been lost, the big deal is to treat yourself as if you are still only 16 years old and start all over again.

If you don't know your temperament, you can just think that you have just entered the teacher's door and see what you will grow up like again in a completely different environment.

She opened the window to let the sunlight shine in more smoothly, and a donkey's head immediately poked out of the window, and she barked lazily, as if urging Xue Yanjing to feed it fodder.

Xue Yan smiled and touched its head, after she returned to the master's gate, the medical cultivator checked her pulse, felt that her injury was a little weird, and told a lot of things, in addition to not being able to move her emotions, even the true qi should be used as little as possible. In this way, it is naturally inconvenient to resist the sword, and when the sixth senior brother heard this, he found her this spirit donkey that can soar through the clouds and mist, and temporarily serve as her substitute mount.

Xue Yanshu liked this fluffy donkey very much, although it was born a little funny. At this time, after feeding it fodder, I carefully combed it. The donkey was obviously very satisfied, took a picture of himself in front of the sink, leaned over and put his head on Xue Yanjing's body, probably to express his praise for her intimate service.

Xue Yan touched its smooth fur in shock, and continued the work in her hand, she was sharpening a wooden sword for herself. When she was recovered, she was penniless, with nothing but clothes, let alone a blade. Her saber, like her memory, was lost when and where.

It is not easy for sword cultivators to find a sword that suits them, like Yan Hui's actions, her "Swift Wind" is an extremely fierce sword, and it is also in line with the wind and thunder swordsmanship she practiced.

Xue Yan was shocked that there was no blade, but the third senior sister spent two months casting a good sword for her with her own hands, with a blue body, named "Green Silk Silk".

The green silk silk, that is, the willow, is cast according to Yan Hui's impression of the little junior sister. She witnessed Xue Yanjing's appearance of gritting her teeth every time she got through the pain attack, and felt that although the little junior sister was as soft as a willow, she was also as tough as a willow.

Xue Yan thanked him in surprise, and after returning to the room, he couldn't help but itch, recalling the sword moves he had learned when he was young, trying to dance the sword, dancing to the beginning, and unconsciously poured a little spiritual power into the sword, but the "green silk" was broken into several pieces for some reason, and there was no possibility of repair.

She was a little reluctant in her heart, she didn't want to waste the kindness of the third senior sister again, and planned to sharpen a wooden sword for herself to make do with it. In swordsmanship class, you have to have a sword.

According to the meaning of the third senior sister, since the little junior sister is already in better health, she always has to take classes, not to mention the pursuit of immortality, at least she should have some ability to protect herself.

Xue Yanjing was taken away not long after he joined the master's sect, and he hadn't taken many of these courses, so he was quite curious in his heart.

The third senior sister gave her a storage ring again, so that she could bring some schoolwork supplies, and Xue Yan was shocked to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, planning to officially go to class tomorrow.

But her peaceful life of feeding donkeys and watering garlic seedlings every day was soon shattered when her nominal fiancé handed her a prayer post.