"It's embarrassing to be like that, uh-hehe..."

The woman's face was disgusted when she heard this, and her tone was full of sarcasm: "I have been recovering from sleep most of the time, except for feeling it, I have time to pay attention to your every move, which is really self-inflicted." ”

"That's good, that's good, I'll just say, if I wash and bathe or something, you know..."

"Hmph, shameless. ”

The white-haired woman snorted, her figure shook, and she walked downward, and disappeared without entering the tip of the sword in a flash.

Lu San looked at the tip of the sword in a daze, and his tone was strange: "I didn't get beaten this time, could it be that I am too good and already like it..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge force blasted him out of the sword tripod, and the sudden sharp pain made Lu San in mid-air snort, and his divine consciousness returned to the sea of knowledge and churned, Lu San hurriedly breathed for a while, and finally slowly calmed down.

"Hey..."

Opening his closed eyes and looking at the bronze mirror in his hand again, Lu San sighed.

He had explored this bronze mirror a few days ago, but this bronze mirror was like an ordinary mirror, whether it was infused with mana or scanned with his divine sense, there was no reaction, let alone the slightest useful discovery.

If it weren't for the woman's strong reaction and the old man Wuji's story, Lu San would probably never have discovered what secrets this bronze mirror would have.

Put the bronze mirror back in his arms, and admired the masterpiece between the mountains and hills, his mind moved slightly, the ring wrapped around his little finger flashed with blue light, and the Huiguang Sword spun and flew to his feet, pouring mana into the sword body, only to see the row of Dao mark inscriptions engraved in the middle of the Huiguang sword body, which was slightly flashed and extinguished.

Looking at this row of inscriptions on the Huiguang Sword, Lu San was a little excited in his heart, he didn't expect that he would be able to activate this row of inscriptions, even if it was only for a short moment, it was enough to make people excited.

You must know that if all the Dao marks on the sword body are activated, the power of the Huiguang Sword will increase several times, if the mana is strong and profound, and with the Imperial Envoy Method, the power of the Huiguang Sword is extremely amazing, and the power of the top-level spiritual treasure is definitely not a wave.

With the injection of Lu San's mana, the row of Dao marks on the Huiguang Sword no longer reacted.

However, the sword body of the Returning Light Sword was skyrocketing, and in an instant, it turned into a Celestial Giant Sword that was several times larger than the last time.

It is said to be a giant sword, but it is more appropriate to name it after the flying boat, because the size of the Huiguang sword is not much worse than that of a small flying boat.

continued to inject mana into the sword body, but the sword body of the Huiguang Sword no longer changed except for the more blue light on the sword body, and remained at its current size.

Lu San knew in his heart that the mana in his body was no longer pouring into the sword body, and as soon as his mind moved, the sword body began to shrink, shrinking to more than a zhang long and two feet wide.

"It's just the right size, so you can enjoy the scenery under your feet. Lu San looked at the shrunken Huiguang Sword and nodded with satisfaction.

Then Lu San lifted his foot and lightly touched the sword body, and the blue light of the sword body was blazing, and with a buzz, he rushed forward, dragging a long cyan tail, and drove towards the sky, this time he was very careful, so as not to repeat the embarrassing scene of the last time the Huiguang sword came out alone and left him alone.

Lu San was covered by a layer of mana enchantment, standing on the Huiguang Sword and moving quickly, looking at the mountains that passed by in an instant, and then looking up at the vast and boundless sky in front of him, the pride in his heart rose again, he only felt that the world was beautiful and beautiful, but he could let him gallop freely.

The Huiguang Sword seemed to have an induction, and there was another sword roar, the tip of the sword slanted upward, and the sonic boom exploded, carrying Lu San straight into the sky.

A huge cloud was pierced in front of him, and the speed of the light sword was even faster, carrying Lu San upward, and he plunged headlong into a thick cloud.

Jumping out of the clouds, Huiguang continued to sprint upward, Lu San looked back behind him, listening to the whistling wind, his mind moved, Huiguang Sword slowed down, leveled the sword body, and swam in the sky for a hundred years.

Lu San attached his hand behind him, watching the churning sea of clouds, thinking about the past that happened during this time, and his high mood gradually calmed down.

He closed his eyes, the thoughts in his mind slowly emptied, and the nerves that had been tense gradually eased, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

The speed of light return decreased again and again, and one person and one sword walked slowly above the sea of clouds.

The sky is getting dark, dusk is approaching, the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled on the sea of clouds, after the refraction of light, the clouds seem to be burned by the fire, bursting with brilliant colors, the person and a sword on the sea of clouds are full of red, golden brilliance.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Time passed slowly, and the night swept in again, swallowing up the last rays of light on the horizon.

The sea of clouds in the dark night slowly churned forward with the gale in the sky, and I didn't know where to go.

With the departure of the sea of clouds, the stars in the sky were finally able to shine their light on the ground, and the dark earth gradually brightened a little.

The man and the sword in the sky were still moving forward slowly, and they had been thrown far away by the sea of clouds.

Hui Guang carried Lu San cruising in the air, its sword body was extremely stable, without a trace of shaking, even if it was a violent wind, it could not shake a single bit.

Lu San, who was standing on the Huiguang Sword, hadn't woken up yet, his eyes were closed, and there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth, I don't know what he dreamed of.

The mana enchantment around the body emits a white soft light, which is combined with the blue light on the Huiguang Sword, which is very conspicuous in the dark night, and if you look at the night sky from the ground, you will find that there is a moving star slowly moving forward.

......

......

Under the same night sky, in a not very wide mountain range, there is a small hill standing between the mountains, the grass and trees on the mountain are scarce, only a few sparse and sparse ancient trees with strange shapes, standing at the foot of the mountain and all over the mountainside, from time to time there is a breeze blowing through the mountains, and the leaves rustle in the starlight, reflecting a little light.

On the top of the hill, a woman in a snow-white silk dress sat cross-legged on a bluestone, her eyes were closed, her delicate face shone in the starlight, her long black and shiny hair hung down behind her back, and a few strands of hair were blown up by the breeze from time to time, twinkling with the stars in the night sky.

Beside the woman was a small sword that was crystal clear all over her body, spinning silently around her circle after circle.

There was a row of Dao mark inscriptions on each side of the small sword, and the sword body was wrapped in a faint light mist, and wisps of cold air swirled out from the sword body, freezing the moisture in the surrounding air into ice crystals.

Ice crystals fluttered and fell around the sword, like tiny snowflakes reflecting a little bit of light, with the coldness of the night and its fleeting beauty.

The top of the mountain was silent, and all kinds of insects, ants, and small beasts that like to travel at night did not make a sound, and they were shocked by a cold breath.

And the source of this breath is the small sword, which has a name, "Reflection", which is a psychic treasure transformed from the Xuanling Ice Essence.