Chapter 1: Why is it a sword?

There was darkness all around, as if there was nothing, only a little light seemed to be in front of us,

"Who am I?"

An invisible mass of souls floated in the darkness, unconsciously approaching the point of light in front of them, and then being sucked in in an instant.

...

Open your eyes,

"Where is this? Am I dead?"

Xiao Yang first whispered, and then a large number of memories came flooding back, remembering the last scene,

"It's only that you are also qualified to inherit the head of the family. ”

"Hehe, it looks like he's still dead. ”

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Xiao Yang was motionless, and suddenly, he felt that something was wrong,

"Hey, no, how can I still be conscious when I'm dead?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang looked around, this was on a cliff, in front of him was an endless cliff, white clouds flowing, behind was a stone wall, and there was a winding path that led somewhere.

As soon as he saw the cliff in front of him, Xiao Yang's face turned pale,

"Ahhhh ”

However, he called for a long time, and no one seemed to respond, Xiao Yang was puzzled, secretly glanced at the cliff, and immediately looked away, habitually wanting to stand up away from the cliff, only to find that he seemed to be unable to move at all,

"Are you still dead?"

Xiao Yang muttered to himself, he just remembered to check himself, but when he saw him, he was dumbfounded,

"I'm Cao Cao Rub Ao, what the hell is this? It must be a mistake, this is not me, this is not me. ”

Xiao Yang closed his eyes, folded his hands, and then recited a large string of Amitabha, Hallelujah, Amen, and then carefully opened his eyes and looked at his body, it was still like that, Xiao Yang collapsed,

"Ahh............hh Which thief got it, and returned my body, *¥...... & amp; amp; amp; amp;......%¥ I want to be a man, I don't want to be a sword, ahhhhh ”

Xiao Yang howled for a while, but this did not change, there is no doubt that he crossed over, or crossed into a sword, a sword inserted in the stone on the edge of the cliff, and became the sword spirit of this sword, don't ask why, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed.

“......#%￥......#”

Xiao Yang kept scolding, but now he was just a sword spirit, and he was still quite weak, and no one could hear his words.

Suddenly, a warm feeling came, a flawless plain hand held him, that kind of warm feeling made Xiao Yang extremely comfortable, raised his empty head, Xiao Yang saw the snow white with ruddy women's hands, how beautiful, what a perfect pair of hands, let Xiao Yang be fascinated for a while, and then looked at the woman next to him, the woman's skin was snowy, her appearance was peerless, standing there, as if the clouds on all sides were surrounding her, her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were gloomy, as if there was endless grievances, wearing a purple and blue fairy dress, her angelic figure was extremely graceful, Xiao Yang's heart was pounding, and she was held by such a pair of hands, he suddenly felt as if it was not bad now.

The woman drew her sword, jumped slightly, and floated in the air, Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly widened, and there was light in his eyes,

"This, this, can this still fly? fairy, wait, wait, what are you going to do? don't, ahhhh~"

The sword in her hand was lightly raised, and the fairy-like woman danced the sword, flowing back tactfully, flying lightly, and the sword in her hand was like a light willow, the light gradually opened, the red lips opened lightly, and a beautiful voice like a nightingale came out,

"The spirit is looking forward to the clouds,"

"Yingxi is smiling and a hundred flowers are blooming,"

"Yin Yin curls with the wind,"

"There is no one to return to. ”

After saying that, the woman landed lightly on the stone, stuck the sword on it again, sat down, bent her legs, her hands on her knees, leaned against the sword, the breeze fluttered with the pink hairband in her ears, and a little sparkle in her eyes,

"Master, Xin'er misses you so much. ”

Xiao Yang spun around for a while, his eyes were full of circles, he finally came to his senses, and immediately glared at the woman,

"You still don't know how to be polite, huh? If you don't say hello, you will shake people for a while, don't think that I will forgive you if you look peerless. ”

However, Xiao Yang's voice was not heard by the woman, still stuck in the memory, her expression was full of loneliness, Xiao Yang saw it, and suddenly felt a burst of distress, but he was a person who died once, and this trace of distress was immediately thrown out of the clouds by him, and just wanted to open his mouth to continue preaching, he heard another murmur coming from the woman's mouth, the voice was pleasant, but the content of the words was extremely sad.

"Master, before you went out that time, you gave me this sword, saying that its name is Yehua, I said it is not good, I have to change it to White Lotus, you say follow me,"

Xiao Yang's expression was distorted, and he roared at this woman's madness, and in the sword body space, the void Xiao Yang slapped hard,

"What right do you have to change people's names, I don't want White Lotus, I want Yehua, Yehua. ”

However, no matter how Xiao Yang objected, Xin'er couldn't hear the slightest, and still talked to herself.

"Then you said that this sword contains a lot of things, if you can give birth to a sword spirit, it will become a peerless fairy sword, but ordinary people can't control it, and you will be devoured by this sword and die, I don't believe it, I say that I will be able to do it, but I can't control it, every time I hold it, I will be absorbed and cultivated, resulting in my cultivation has not been able to advance an inch, and it is still a great consummation of qi training,"

"I'll go, this is really the world of cultivation, and I also practice Qi Dajing, tsk, I don't know if this realm is powerful, it turns out that the one who has been warm just now is devouring your cultivation, beauty, I'm sorry, for your good sake, I'll forgive you for being rude just now." ”

Xiao Yang was proud, as if he was very generous and said in the sword body space, the more he looked at this beauty called Xin'er, the more pleasing it was to the eye, but Xin'er's next sentence scared his soul out, no, he was already a soul, or a sword spirit,

"Master, before you left, you said that if I can't control it, I will throw it into this immeasurable cliff, so that it will never be seen in the world, so as not to be used by someone with a heart to become a magic sword, you come back and bring me a good sword, but when you leave, you never come back, the people in the sect said that you died, I don't believe it, they forcibly divided up all the things in your cave, I am useless, I can't stop them, this sword is the last thing you left me, I fought to the death, they didn't take it away, I was reluctant to throw it away, woo, Master, I miss you so much, where are you？”

"I@*%#%"

Xiao Yang scolded Xin'er's dead ghost master, wiped a handful of non-existent sweat on his forehead, and almost threw him at the bottom of this immeasurable cliff, and then never saw the light of day.

Pat your chest,

"It's okay, it's still a beauty, I'll treat you well in the future. ”

After speaking, Xiao Yang looked at Xin'er's graceful body, and his mouth was drooling, at this time, he saw a young disciple in cyan clothes walking on the path behind him, Xin'er seemed to be aware of it, and immediately wiped the tears on his face and replaced it with a cold expression.

The person who came gave a salute casually, but obviously with a contemptuous attitude,

"Shangguan Yuxin, the nine elders are waiting for you in the council hall, let me invite you over. ”

"It turns out that her name is Shangguan Yuxin, tsk, good name, I like it. ”

Xiao Yang hugged the arms of nothingness and praised them.

"Shut up, you should call me Senior Sister. ”

Shangguan Yuxin drank lightly, exuding majesty on her body,

The disciple in Tsing Yi said disdainfully,

"You don't even have to be Yun Lan's disciple soon, and you are still a senior sister. ”

"At least for now. ”

Shangguan Yuxin's momentum condensed, holding the white lotus in his hand, and he was about to pull it out, the disciple in Tsing Yi was just a messenger, and his cultivation was only the fourth layer of Qi training, seeing this scene, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly shouted Senior sister, Shangguan Yuxin just let it go.

"Okay, you go down first, and I'll go myself later." ”

Shangguan Yuxin turned around and no longer looked at the disciple in Tsing Yi,

"Senior sister, please hurry up, the nine elders are waiting. ”

The disciple in Tsing Yi saw Shangguan Yuxin ignoring him with his back on his back, and made a gesture casually, then retreated, walked on the road, and when he turned around and saw that Shangguan Yuxin couldn't see him, he snorted coldly,

"Hmph, what kind of stinky shelf, I thought you were the old senior sister, dreaming. ”

Xiao Yang squinted at Shangguan Yuxin, it seems that the situation of this beauty is not good, I heard that the people who cross have their own protagonist halos, am I also very powerful, maybe this miserable beautiful girl needs me to save in the end, thinking of this, he is a little crooked,

Imagined that one day, at the moment of danger for this beautiful girl, he Shi Shiran turned out of the sword body, raised his hand, and the strong enemy was annihilated, and then took the incredible beautiful girl to live a happy fairy life,

Suddenly, his crookedness was interrupted, Shangguan Yuxin pulled him up from the stone, and a warm feeling came again, Xiao Yang was about to moan comfortably,

Shangguan Yuxin's faint voice sounded,

"White Lotus, I still can't control you, it's useless, I don't know if the three halls can save you this time. ”

"I said it all, I don't want to be called Bailian, I want Yehua, Yehua understands. ”

Xiao Yang roared, opening his teeth and claws in the sword body, suddenly, he had an idea, since he is now a sword spirit, can he control this devouring?

"Found it. ”

Find the source, poke one of the wisps first, Xiao Yang tried to control it, and sure enough, it succeeded at once, the wisp of devouring power was cut off by him, and the end connected to Shangguan Yuxin was broken and disappeared, and his head still existed,

"Since it can be truncated, can it be continued? ”

As soon as Xiao Yang's mind moved, the wisp of devouring silk thread controlled by him automatically extended, and it was connected to Shangguan Yuxin again, and streams of cultivation came from the silk thread again.

"Hahaha, I'm a genius. ”

Xiao Yang rolled a few times in the air, looking at the countless silk threads in the sky, a number of eight thousand nine hundred came to his heart, he was first surprised, and then laughed,

Looking at Shangguan Yuxin, Xiao Yang's face showed a lascivious expression,

"Hehe, beauty, I can control this power, you won't let me ravage it in the future. ”