Fang Ziyun looked at it carefully, this Qingfeng long sword didn't seem to have anything unique except for its sharpness.

She subconsciously closed her eyes, sank her mind to sense this Qingfeng long sword, and couldn't help pinching the magic of the Ming Sword Technique in her hand, and there were words in her mouth.

Her swordsmanship was still a little jerky to use, and she couldn't resonate with this sword all along.

Fang Ziyun didn't give up, since Senior Brother Chu Tianze told her about the advantages of Ming Sword Technique, she had the idea of practicing Ming Sword Technique.

Ming Sword Technique is an outer way, but it is currently the outer way that has improved its strength the fastest.

Fang Ziyun's entire mind was immersed in the Qingfeng long sword in her hand, and she didn't know how long it took, a desolate and lonely mood filled her heart.

Fang Ziyun trembled, her hands trembling slightly.

It was the emotion that came from the Qingfeng Sword, so sudden and intense. Fang Ziyun lost her mind for a while, took a deep breath, and continued to use the Ming Sword Technique.

Qingfeng's sword shook, and suddenly, Fang Ziyun seemed to have been hit by something, only to feel that the world was spinning, and he could no longer abide by his mind.

It suddenly became pitch black in front of her, and Fang Ziyun stiffened in place, looking around stupidly. Where you can't see your fingers, no matter how you look at it, it's like a blind man, and only endless darkness remains.

After a while, there seemed to be the sound of heavy breathing.

A flash of light appeared out of thin air in front of Fang Ziyun, and this bright light gradually spread, and a figure loomed in the bright light.

"It turned out that you woke me up. ”

The voice was crisp, but distinctly tired, and it seemed to be a woman.

Fang Ziyun subconsciously stepped back, and asked with a vigilant expression, "Who are you, where is this?"

"Who am I......" the figure muttered, crouching down slowly.

"I'm just a wisp...... The soul that has not been scattered......"

Fang Ziyun was terrified, and goosebumps rose all over her body. Suddenly a person claiming to be a wisp of soul is a ghost or a lonely ghost? According to the book, those unjust souls will devour the souls of the living, attach themselves to people, and become evil ghosts.

She put her hands on her chest, pinched the magic trick, and shouted, "Don't mess around, I'm a monk of the Ming Sword Sect!"

The figure stood up, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at Fang Ziyun in the light.

"This is the inner space of the Blue Blade Sword, your consciousness has entered here, if I really want to be against you, you will be dead long ago. ”

The interior space of the Blue Blade?

Fang Ziyun was stunned for a moment, how could he suddenly come to the inner space of the Qingfeng Sword? Could it be the reason for the Ming Sword Technique?

"I've been sleeping here for many years, and you're the first person besides him to use the art of swordsmanship on this sword. ”

"Is he, a senior brother?" Fang Ziyun groaned, she thought of a possibility, and asked, "Are you a sword spirit?"

"It's not. The figure on the other side shook his head and smiled wryly.

"I was originally a dead person, and my obsession sealed my soul in the Blue Blade Sword, and so far only you have discovered my existence. ”

Fang Ziyun's frightened heart finally calmed down, the strange soul in front of her really didn't mean to hurt her.

She took two steps forward, trying to see the other person's face, but the man spoke.

"You are Chu Tianze's junior sister, it's really rare, he would let you touch this sword. ”

Fang Ziyun paused in her footsteps, and said a little embarrassedly: "It was I who took the initiative to pick up this sword while my senior brother was away, and I also used the Ming Sword Technique on it." If my brother finds out, it's over, and he can scare me to death with a single look. ”

"Oh, is he so scary?" the man laughed, "I have the impression that he is just a guy who doesn't like to talk, and he can't be so scary." ”

"Why isn't it terrifying?" As soon as Fang Ziyun heard this, she was immediately dissatisfied, and began to pick up Chu Tianze's black history.

"He had a straight face all day, as if someone owed him money. glaring at people with vicious eyes at every turn, he often ignores him when he talks to him, and the words he says can anger people. Fang Ziyun exhaled angrily, the more she spoke, the more she felt that Chu Tianze had a bad personality, and continued.

"Not only that, but he also has quirks, likes to eat tofu to a crazy degree, you know, he can fight people over a plate of tofu......"

The figure on the opposite side didn't speak, just quietly listened to Fang Ziyun's complaints, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile on his blurred face.

"Alas, I really don't know what this senior brother has gone through, I haven't seen him laugh. I remember when he fought against Han Mingrui, Han Mingrui broke the Qingfeng Sword, he was like a demon at that time, and his terrible expression and murderous aura almost scared me to death. ”

When Fang Ziyun said this, she subconsciously patted her chest, and seemed to be still palpitating.

"He wasn't like this before...... the figure said suddenly.

Fang Ziyun was stunned for a moment, then glared and asked, "Do you know Senior Brother's past?"

"Of course, he once used the Ming Sword Technique on the Qingfeng Sword and released everything about himself without reservation, and I am in the Qingfeng Sword, so I naturally know everything about him. ”

Fang Ziyun's eyes lit up, that was the gossip of the senior brother, the gossip of Chu Tianze, the head of the four geniuses of Yanzhou!

"Can you tell me about it?" Fang Ziyun sat down in place, looking expectant.

The figure was silent for a moment, then sighed, "That...... I'll tell you a story about him......"

The picture in front of Fang Ziyun's eyes changed, and the originally dark space was gone, replaced by a quiet and peaceful small village.

"It's ...... Illusion?" Fang Ziyun immediately recognized it.

Smoke curls up in the village, and the people return to their homes to enjoy a peaceful evening after a tiring day.

Suddenly, in a corner of the village, a little boy of about five or six years old, who seemed to be holding something in his arms, ran frantically out of the village, while behind him were several teenagers of fourteen or fifteen years old, chasing him.

The little boy had a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth, but unfortunately his hair was messy, and his tattered clothes were full of dust.

Behind him, the teenagers roared.

"Bastard boy, don't let you approach Miss, you have to listen, stop me!"

"A little beggar, do you think you can enter the compound at will if you know the young lady?

Seeing that the teenagers were getting closer and closer, the little boy gritted his teeth and no longer ran away, but picked up a wooden stick from the side and stopped.

The little boy was holding a wooden stick, his eyes were red, and he was panting for breath with a fierce expression.

Four teenagers approached the little boy, and one of them snorted disdainfully: "Do you still want to resist?" ”

Suddenly, a teenager saw the little boy carrying something in his arms with his other hand, and immediately shouted, "What are you hiding?"

"Needless to say, it must have been the food that the young lady gave him. A teenager stepped forward with a sneer, his eyes fierce.

"A little beggar, I know you had a good relationship with the young lady. It's a pity that the village chief took in the young lady, and it's no longer what you are qualified to approach! How many times have I driven you, but you still shamelessly want to get married!"

The little boy showed an angry look in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have no relationship, she ...... It's my friend. ”