Meng Juntong was woken up by Luo Wushuang, and she was a little embarrassed for a while, but she faintly felt that this Luo Wushuang's Luo must have a relationship with the great and mysterious Luo of the Luo Shu priest in her hometown Shaohua Dream City.

"Are you saying that Priest Luo Shu personally went to the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate and found the remnant sword of the Qingfeng Sword and the fragment of the sword soul, and brought it back to Shaohua. ”

Luo Wushuang pointed to the Qingfeng Sword in Meng Juntong's hand: "What he brought back was only the remnant of the Qingfeng Sword, he used the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp that all of you Dream Weavers are using as a furnace, recast the Qingfeng Sword, and handed the sword to your father, and finally through your father's hand, this soulless sword was paid into your hands." And the sword soul of this piece of Qingfeng Sword, it was also at that time that Luo Shu entered Longchuan City and handed it over to me. ”

Meng Juntong was a little surprised: "Are you saying that the high priest of Luoshu was able to enter Longchuan City, and after handing over the sword soul to you, he retreated with his whole body?"

"What's so strange about that, who told you that he Luo Shu is a human being? can there be a person who lives for thousands of years, and the immortal and immortal can still be regarded as in the human realm?" Luo Wushuang said disapprerovingly, and then continued to talk about the Qingfeng Sword: "I have kept this piece of sword soul fragment for twenty years, in fact, I am waiting for you to enter Longchuan City to take over." ”

"Since the sword soul has been found by the Vena High Priest early in the morning, why didn't he directly cast the sword soul fragment into the Qingfeng Sword, and let you save the sword soul fragment so much?" Meng Juntong asked with some confusion.

"This is the other important thing I want to tell you, that is, once the sword soul fragments are integrated into the newly cast Qingfeng Sword, you must collect all ten sword soul fragments within a year, otherwise the sword spirit of the Qingfeng Sword will die completely, and this former divine weapon will also be reduced to broken copper and iron. Luo Wushuang said indifferently.

Meng Juntong's face had already changed: "Why didn't you say it earlier!

Meng Juntong has been in the world for nearly two years, she knows that with the pace of ordinary people, the distance she can walk in a year is very limited, even if she can recover her cultivation and resist the wind for thousands of miles, but she still has to look for these sword soul fragments, where is the time to find things, you may be able to find it as soon as you go out, you can find it by kicking a roadside stone, or you may be able to find it for the rest of your life, and you can't find the slightest trace of what you are looking for.

Luo Wushuang spread his hands: "This is also what your mother meant, maybe she thinks that now is the real beginning of the test for you." ”

Ten pieces, only one year, Meng Juntong's shoulders shrugged slightly, it was the first time she felt such a big pressure, but she was still so powerless.

"At the beginning, the high priest of Luo Shu was not able to bring back ten fragments, which means that he has already searched for it outside the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, you said that even the high priest's kind of person who has the means to reach the heavens can't find something, how can I find it in only one year, and the ghost knows how long it will take me to leave this ghost place. Meng Juntong felt a wave of anxiety in his heart, and on the back of his hand holding the Qingfeng Sword, there were green tendons protruding.

Ah Wen walked slowly in front of Meng Juntong and stared at Meng Juntong silently.

After looking at her for a long time, Meng Juntong finally couldn't stand this wordless pressure, she raised her head and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

When she saw Ah Wen's gaze, Meng Juntong saw a disappointed look in this man's eyes for the first time: "You...... Awen ...... I'm .........!"

"I've always felt that you are very similar to Xiao Xiao, but what you said just now, if it was Xiao Xiao, she would never say it. Ah Wen's voice was still slightly low, but it was obviously missing some of the previous temperature. Excellent reading books

Ah Wen didn't say anything more, turned away, and began to walk towards the house, even the back of the time when he left, telling his inner loss and sadness all the time.

Meng Juntong opened her mouth, her hand was slightly raised, she wanted to call Ah Wen, she wanted to ask Ah Wen, if it was her mother, if she encountered this problem, she would say talent, what would she do? But Meng Juntong couldn't open this mouth.

Luo Wushuang turned around with a meaningful smile, and he didn't know if he was intentionally humiliating Meng Juntong, or whether he was laughing at Ah Wen, who was supposed to be a serious national teacher, actually followed Ah Wen's slightly sluggish steps and paced towards the hall.

Meng Juntong slowly clenched her fists, but she felt that the Qingfeng Sword in her hand was so soft that a warm current was transmitted, a feeling she had never felt before.

Although the Blue Edge Sword used to resonate with her, but this feeling at the moment is the first time it has appeared, and it seems that after obtaining the tenth of the sword soul, the new sword spirit generated after reforging the Blue Blade has undergone a metamorphosis in essence, or it can be said to be a growth.

"Obviously, when I came, I thought that I must find my mother in the world, and now the clues are sent to me by myself, but I am afraid of the challenge, no wonder Ah Wen will be disappointed, I think if my mother knew, she would also be disappointed. Meng Juntong held the sword and told the grief of the moment to the glorious Qingfeng Sword.

Qingfeng Sword responded to her with a warmer and softer warm current than just now, this warm current passed through her palm and passed through her heart, like a spring breeze, gently soothing the sadness in Meng Juntong's heart.

"Do you think I can do it?" Meng Juntong asked Qing Fengjian stupidly.

On the Qingfeng Sword, there was a refreshing sound of sword roar, as if he was in favor of Meng Juntong's words.

"That's good," Meng Juntong raised the Qingfeng Sword in his hand and pointed towards the sky: "Since you have entrusted everything you have in my hands, then I will definitely bring you back to life." ”

The sword roared, causing ripples in the air, and at this moment, between this person and the sword, an unimaginable tacit understanding was reached, the human sword was one, and the sword was connected.

Meng Juntong put the Qingfeng sword into the sheath, and the anxiety and sorrow on his previous body were swept away: "I think if you were a mother, you would definitely be fearless!"

In the distance, two figures slowly retreated in the darkness.

"Ah Wen, you saw it right, the same vein, the innate sword embryo. The key is this sword intent, tsk, the same unstoppable!"

"This also needs to be said that being able to get the approval of the Qingfeng Sword is destined to be the one who wants to go to the top. Avin seems to be more convinced of this than anyone else.