Moist eyes opened, blinked, and seemed a little dazed.

But soon, Shui Nianyu remembered something, turned around reflexively, and almost bumped into Yang Yan who was meditating.

Rao is like this, the distance between the two faces is also close, the breath can be smelled, and the trace of fragrance fills the tip of the nose, but Yang Yan is indifferent.

In fact, there was no consumption in using the military word trick to help Shui Nianyu suppress the origin of ghost qi, and because of the fact that he had to pass on the life force to Shui Nianyu before passing his own body, Yang Yan's state was much better.

But most of the life force, he gave it to Shui Nianyu, and he himself still needs to breathe to make up for the previous consumption, especially the part of the vitality that was plundered by the iron sword, which must be made up.

So, after Shui Nianyu's qi and blood recovered, Yang Yan withdrew his life force and began to self-regulate his breathing.

Eyes clearer than water stared at Yang Yan's angular and masculine face, and Shui Nianyu was a little distracted.

Although she was unconscious, the intense pain made her consciousness not completely asleep, and she vaguely remembered that there was a person who continued to supply her with life force, obviously she was not in a good state, but regardless of her own consumption, she also had to help her suppress the source of the rampaging ghostly energy......

That person is the boy in front of him!

This teenager always looks very indifferent, and sometimes it is very warm.

Especially when he actually had a way to suppress the origin of the ghost qi in his body, Shui Nianyu, who thought he knew enough about him, suddenly realized that he didn't know enough about him at all.

This boy is like a fan, and when you think you know everything about him, he will make you realize that what you know is only the tip of the iceberg that he wants you to know!

But there's still a long time to get along in the future, and there will always be a time to lift the fog and get a full picture of the iceberg, isn't it?

Shui Nianyu's eyes stared at the resolute lines on the young man's face without blinking, revealing a charming smile, looking at it up close, he was quite good-looking!

"Uh-huh!" Bing Ruoyan frowned slightly, and woke up with a voice, but she didn't realize that there was a third person at the scene.

She turned her head in surprise and said, "So my sister is also there?"

What do you say......

Bing Ruoyan said coldly: "Don't disturb him to breathe." ”

"Oh, okay. Shui Nianyu nodded, and continued to stare at Yang Yan's face, as if he had flowers on his face.

Bing Ruoyan: "......"

With a wave of the jade hand, a cold wind blew in the quiet boulder cave, Shui Nianyu only felt cold all over his body, his eyes couldn't open, and when the wind stopped coming, he had unconsciously opened a distance of several zhang from Yang Yan.

"Sister, I didn't bother him, can't I look at it?" she looked at Bing Ruoyan with a little resentment, Chu Chu pitiful.

Bing Ruoyan said coldly with an expressionless face: "It's too close." ”

"Okay. Shui Nianyu said rather depressedly, holding her sharp snow-white chin with one hand, tilting her head and continuing to look at Yang Yan, the distance did not affect her to appreciate the beautiful food at all.

Bing Ruoyan's gaze was even colder, and she walked to the middle of the two and sat down, facing Yang Yan, and the back of Allure was facing Shui Nianyu, which just blocked her vision.

Shui Nianyu's eyes immediately widened, and he puffed out his mouth and said, "Don't let you look at it?"

Bing Ruoyan closed his eyes and ignored the complaints from behind him.

If you don't look at it, you won't look at it, who made you his master? I can't beat you!

Shui Nianyu muttered in his heart, and began to examine his own situation, and was suddenly shocked.

Her body was as if she had never been injured, and some places had been devastated by the origin of the ghost qi for many years, and the root of the disease that could not be cured by the old age had now been completely eliminated.

Not only that, but all the vitality and qi and blood she had lost were all back, and they were even more vigorous than before.

Shui Nianyu felt unprecedented ease and comfort, full of energy, and in a better state.

After a while, she realized that there was something more in her mind, one by one the ancient characters dragon flying phoenix dance, it seemed to be a martial art, and she studied it when she was bored.

After a while, Yang Yan's state returned to its peak, and he faintly felt that his physical body was stronger, and there was a kind of pain in his flesh swelling, as if he had reached a certain critical point, and there was still a little lack of heat to cross the past, and he was a little uncomfortable stuck.

Reluctantly stopping pranayama, Yang Yan opened his eyes and saw that Shui Nianyu and Bing Ruoyan were both meditating and cultivating, and they were connected to his three points in a straight line, and he was a little surprised.

What kind of position is this, and is it so particular about meditating?

Bing Ruoyan felt something, opened her eyes, and said softly: "Adjusted?"

"Hmm. Yang Yan nodded, his gaze falling on the immovable iron sword that was inserted on the ground not far away.

It's hard to imagine that both he and Shui Nianyu were almost planted on this rusty-looking iron sword.

But now, he knew how to use the life force of the soldier's word, and the iron sword had left the formation again, and there was no longer a threat to him.

Yang Yan stepped forward and pulled out the iron sword, holding it in his hand, and for a while there was an illusion that the human sword was one and the flesh and blood were connected, as if this sword was an extension of his arm, which could be driven as he wanted.

He was even more sure that the sword was almost tailor-made for him, specially designed to wait for his arrival.

Yang Yan laid the iron sword horizontally, stretched out a finger and slowly slashed across the blade, feeling the trace of coldness, and when he slashed through the tip of the sword, he cut a thin mark on his index finger with a slight force.

Blood spilled out, and Yang Yan dripped it on top of the iron sword, and suddenly the body of the iron sword trembled slightly, as if cheering.

Confess the Lord with a drop of blood!

In the future, he will be the master of the iron sword, and anyone who wants to drive the iron sword must first erase his spiritual imprint, and then plant his own spiritual imprint.

But who can snatch the iron sword from his hand?

Of course, the top powerhouse can do it, but the strong have their own pride, the iron sword looks like it is not even a little worse than the appearance of some half-treasure weapons, Yang Yan himself can't say what is special about it, it is not attractive to such characters, and it will not be coveted.

Ordinary strong people, even if they have the heart to peep, they can't do it!

Just as the blood dripped on the sword, a ray of light from the iron sword shot into the center of Yang Yan's eyebrows, and with a "boom", Yang Yan's mind went blank.

In a trance, he saw a shocking divine light piercing through the void, the endless space collapsed, the spatial turbulence raged, and the light, sound, particles, all tangible or intangible substances were annihilated in an instant, even if it was affected by the aftermath of one in a million, it could tear him to pieces in an instant.

But there is the same terrifying, no, even more terrifying blood-colored god devouring everything, colliding with the earth-shattering one, and in an instant, the god shoots out, sweeping the void, like a god and Buddha destroying the world, everything is destroyed.

Yang Yan felt that his whole person was about to be destroyed by the gods, and he was shocked, and suddenly found that he was still standing in the boulder cave, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand, and everything he saw was just an illusion.

In such a trance, Yang Yan was like jumping into the river and just coming out, soaking wet, all frightened and cold sweat!

This is no illusion!

The reason why Yang Yan believed so, in addition to the fact that Fang Cai's scene was too real, that earth-shattering scene was very similar to some scenes he had often dreamed about in the past year, and there must be something related to it.

And this happened when he confessed his lord with blood, so is it possible that what he just saw was a fragment of memory of this iron sword?

It is not surprising that the sword has a memory, everything has a spirit, and if the sword reaches an extremely high level and is psychic, it may leave some memories.

There is also a possibility that people tend to attach great importance to personal things, and some powerful people will store part of their memories they want to leave on a personal item before they fall, and when future generations get it, they will see this part of the memory.

Whatever the possibility, the Iron Sword has a very striking origin.

It's just that judging from the scene just now, it is very likely that the iron sword suffered a devastating wound in that battle and drowned in the long river of history, even if there is a large array that continues to draw vitality, it is now just a rusty sword.

Yang Yan tried to dance a set of swordsmanship, but the power was not as good as the Xuan-rank mid-grade sword that he threw into the gray lake and was decayed, if he insisted on adding a grade to it, it could only be regarded as a low-grade Xuan-rank, which barely fit his current realm.

But the owner of the sword mound worked so hard, of course, it couldn't be just to maintain a sword of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, his purpose was to repair it, hoping to return to the peak one day.

If the Great Array continues, it may be possible one day, but it will take an extremely long time, and it may even take hundreds of thousands of years.

Therefore, the owner of the sword mound also has a purpose, he hopes that there is a peerless Tianjiao who can become the new master of the iron sword, and at the same time become a parasitic container for the iron sword, providing it with a steady stream of life force and speeding up the process of recovery.

Such a character, there are not a few people who have entered the Sword Shrine for countless years, and even people who have come here, but they have only waited for Yang Yan, and this is also thanks to Shui Nianyu and Bing Ruoyan.

Others, even if they are lucky enough to obtain the hidden sword magic trick in it, because of the plundering of vitality and the rotten power of the dead and silent qi, the longevity is greatly reduced, and it will not exceed two hundred years at most.

Yang Yan has such a hole card as the soldier's word trick, and he is confident that he can fulfill the last wish of the owner of the sword shrine, of course, it will also take time, but it is undoubtedly much more cost-effective than the possible hundreds of thousands of years.

Today's iron sword only has the appearance of a low-grade grade, but Yang Yan feels that it is just right, and it can reduce the prying eyes of some well-intentioned people.

Although the divine weapon is strong, it is a foreign object after all, and Yang Yan's strength basically comes from himself, and he does not rely on foreign objects much.

What Yang Yan likes is the fit between the iron sword and him, and this fit will only become more and more profound as time passes.

"This sword is very suitable for you, even the teacher can perceive that it is very compatible with you, and you nurture it every day with the life force of the soldier's word, and it will become your right-hand man in the future. Bing Ruoyan looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Yang Yan nodded and said, "I have already obtained the "Hidden Sword Divine Technique" from the iron sword, there are two articles in total, one of which is "Sword Cultivation Technique", plus the military character formula, it should be able to repair it to the middle grade of the Xuan Rank before the Kyushu meeting." ”

Yang Yan's gaze fell on Shui Nianyu, she was the first to touch the iron sword, and she didn't know if the "Hidden Sword Divine Technique" had also been directly engraved in her sea of knowledge.