"Seriously injured, in danger?"

Yun Ziyuan is a little unclear, so it is clear that he can run and jump now, and he is alive and well, how can he have a trace of serious injuries.

Jian Xuan looked at Yun Ziyuan, who was climbing up and down in his room, jumping around, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he smiled secretly in his heart: "After all, he is still a child, and he can't get rid of his childlike nature like a little snowflake." Looking at your calm and silent appearance before, I almost thought you were a precocious little adult. ”

"Sir, you said that I was seriously injured and in danger, but I didn't feel it at all, and you were not scaring me. Yun Ziyuan carefully examined his body and didn't find anything unusual, so he was even more puzzled.

Jian Xuan didn't say anything to explain, just randomly took down an ordinary sheathed long sword from the wall and handed it to Yun Ziyuan.

Yun Ziyuan frowned slightly, not understanding what Jian Xuan was doing, but when Yun Ziyuan took the long sword, but the moment his fingers touched the long sword, his body instantly collapsed, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

And when Yun Ziyuan completely took the long sword and firmly clenched it in his hand, a heart-rending scream with incomparably powerful penetrating power woke up the entire night sky. The bright sea of stars that flickered in the night sky seemed to be frightened by the screams, and became dim and blurred.

At this moment, Yun Ziyuan knelt on the ground, his young body was illusory like a mirror, shattered in an instant, and cracks were densely covered on the surface of his body. Yun Ziyuan felt that he was now a porcelain doll, falling to the ground and turning into fragments, trampled on by others, and then glued back together, no longer humanoid.

Jian Xuan went out and sent back the village chief and the others who followed the screams, and then slowly paced in front of Yun Ziyuan, and said with some satisfaction: "When you suddenly encounter such a painful bone marrow and piercing pain, you only screamed for a breath, and the strength of your heart amazed me." ”

Leaning down, Jian Xuan forcibly retrieved the long sword in his hand because of Yun Ziyuan's stiffness due to the stiffness of his body.

The long sword left his hand, Yun Ziyuan felt that he had returned to normal, the bone-eating pain quietly disappeared, and the Dao cracks that appeared on the surface of his body also disappeared silently, more precisely, the cracks did not disappear, but were hidden under the surface of the body, hidden in the deepest part of Yun Ziyuan's body.

Yun Ziyuan got up and stood quietly, his expression was natural and calm, as if everything that had happened before was false, only when his gaze swept over the swords that could be seen everywhere in the Sword Xuan House and in different forms, could he see from the corners of Yun Ziyuan's slightly trembling mouth that everything that happened before was real, and it was by no means a dream.

Jian Xuan carefully wiped the sheathed long sword boy in his hand before hanging it back on the sword rack on the wall.

"What's going on?"

Yun Ziyuan desperately wanted to know what was going on in his body. Just now he did smell the cold breath of death, like a raging monstrous demonic beast, dragging him into the abyss of dead purgatory.

"As I said, the sword bone origin of your body has been damaged in the previous battle between the Heavenly Gate Divine General and your protective sword qi. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I could also detect that the god would definitely blow up his Dharma Phase, which had reached the pinnacle, in order to disperse your talisman sword qi and shatter your sword bones. ”

Jian Xuan asked Yun Ziyuan to sit down, rolled up his sleeves, and his vitality gathered like mist, and quietly a water mirror appeared in front of Yun Ziyuan, still rippling in circles.

In this transparent mirror, Yun Ziyuan saw himself, with red lips and white teeth, a white and pure little boy. Without waiting for Yun Ziyuan to ask, ripples rose in the mirror, the boy's clothes in the mirror were hidden, and the white body was not in the slightest strand; the ripples rose again, and this time the skin and flesh were also hidden one by one, and Yun Ziyuan saw that there was only a pair of white bones left in the mirror, which was quite terrifying.

At this time, Jian Xuan stepped forward and pointed a little at the sword, and the water mirror rippled, and the waves suddenly appeared, and the sound of the waves could be faintly heard. After the water mirror calmed down, Yun Ziyuan once again saw his own bones in this water mirror, different from before, the white bones revealed this time were like forging exquisite swords, sharp edges, Yun Ziyuan's bones flashed with sword light in every move, golden glow, dazzling flowers.

However, at this moment, there are countless cracks in the sword bones of this body, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, like turtle patterns like spider webs, with different shades.

"As you can see, your sword bones are so cracked that they shatter into pieces with a single effort. Therefore, when you come into contact with any sharp weapon, under the stimulation of the weapon's cold glow, the sword bone will be crumbled. In the same way, when you cultivate, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi pours into your body to wash your bones and cut the marrow, which is not something that your current sword bones can bear, this will be your death talisman. ”

Yun Ziyuan's face turned pale, but it was not because of the terrifying injury to the sword bone, but because it meant that he would not be able to cultivate and take revenge. This was unacceptable to him, and he couldn't allow himself to spend his life like this.

"But don't worry too much, how can the innate sword be so fragile, your sword bone will repair and heal on its own, and the repaired sword bone will be even sharper, it will only take ten years. ”

"Ten years!"

Yun Ziyuan still finds it difficult to accept the waste of these ten years, he can't imagine how he will spend these ten years, and he can't imagine whether he can still have the determination to take revenge after ten years like the walking dead, and even he is afraid that he will forget, forget hatred, forget his family, and forget the past.

Time is the most draining time, grinding away a body of love and hate, blood and tears.

Jian Xuan looked at Yun Ziyuan, who was sitting still, and saw that a trace of pleading, even pleading, light appeared in Yun Ziyuan's deep eyes, and he couldn't help but mourn in his heart and sighed deeply.

Jian Xuan turned around and searched for the inner room, took out a yellowed book from a pile of pen and ink and handed it to Yun Ziyuan's hand.

"What is this?"

"This is a swordsmanship book that I have traveled all over the world and accidentally found, it is very wonderful and peerless. Don't be happy yet, there are no cultivation methods in this, just some subtle sword moves. ”

Yun Ziyuan's expression changed several times, but he calmly took the book and looked through it carefully.

"Although there is no cultivation method in this, it can help you quickly nourish and repair your sword bones, give birth to and protect your innate sword qi, and save at least five years. ”

Jian Xuan's fluttering words, Yun Ziyuan was shocked and overjoyed, holding the yellowed book firmly in his hand, his hands were trembling slightly because of excessive force.

Jian Xuan felt a little funny in his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Are you happy?"

Yun Ziyuan was still immersed in excitement and joy, but he reflexively nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up to the sky.

Suddenly, Yun Ziyuan reacted, quickly fixed his head, pursed his lips, and pretended to be calm: "Sir, what is this sword scripture called?"

"Nameless, I came from the barren mountains and mountains, I don't know the source, there is no name in the books, and the swordsmanship has never been seen in the world. It's okay for you to call it the Nameless Sword Sutra, and no one will recognize it anyway. ”

"Can it really help me repair my sword bones quickly?"

"Naturally, among them, the swordsmanship is exquisite, in my opinion, it can be the best in the world, if you practice hard, you will be able to cultivate the world-shattering sword intent, so as to nourish your sword bone origin, and pull the sword bone to reappear and endless."

Yun Ziyuan solemnly took the Nameless Sword Sutra into his arms, and prepared to go back to study it, although he wanted to start practicing now, but he knew that if he wanted to hurry, he would not be able to reach it, and now he needed to rest and adjust.

"From tomorrow onwards, come here every day when the rooster crows, and I will teach you to practice this nameless sword scripture. ”

Yun Ziyuan couldn't help but be stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to kneel down and bow to the master, but was stopped by Jian Xuan.

"There is no need for this, I just taught you to practice this sword scripture, and since I have never taught you and my mystic method, I will not accept you as a disciple. If in a few years you are willing to inherit my mantle and practice my mystical method, then come to apprenticeship. ”

"Why does Sir treat me so well? I know that I am eager for revenge, and it is inevitable that I will not bring disaster to you, Sir, and to this small village outside the world, which has no quarrel with the world. ”

Jian Xuan sighed secretly, not knowing whether it was good or bad for him to do this. Whether it is for this small village, which is like a paradise, stable and peaceful, or for Yun Ziyuan, who is full of revenge at a young age, Jian Xuan feels that his actions are unsettling.

"You were born with a sword, and that's the biggest reason. Although I am just an ordinary sword cultivator, but when I meet a sword wizard like you, I can't let a hidden dragon like you die prematurely, or waste a lifetime, and obliterate such a sword path jade in vain. ”

"Moreover, there has been no Sword Saint in Shenzhou for a long time, and the sword path has been stagnant for a long time. I hope that you can become a new generation of sword masters in Shenzhou, and I hope that the way of the sword can be led by you to move to a farther realm, climb to a higher peak, and break out of the new world of swordsmanship. ”

"Mr. is virtuous and gracious, Ziyuan will remember it in his heart and never forget it. ”

Yun Ziyuan shook his head at Jian Xuanchang and touched the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time. Jian Xuan did not stop it this time, but accepted it calmly.

The night was already very thick, as thick as an ink cloth covering the sky, the stars and the moon flickered weakly, and they were already sleepy and weak.

"It's late at night, go back quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow to practice swords." ”

At the mention of this, Yun Ziyuan suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly asked, "Sir, I can't hold a sword, how can I practice a sword?"

"It would be nice to make a bladeless wooden sword. Jian Xuan smiled dumbly.

Yun Ziyuan scratched his head embarrassedly, blushed a little rarely, and quickly pretended to be curious to look at the sword in the room.

Jian Xuan is a person who learns and loves swords, and his room is full of swords of different forms, old and new, whether they are simple or sharp, restrained or ostentatious, you can see that they are extraordinary.

"Sir, you have so many swords in your house, which one is your real sword? ”

"Haha, that flying sword has no substance, it's a flying sword that I transformed from starlight, not a real sword. As for the swords in the room, they are actually my trophies, and my real saber, now is not the time for you to know. ”

"Someday, I will let you see my true sword, and I will give you a great surprise. Jian Xuan laughed, and the laughter was passionate. Yun Ziyuan didn't know why, but he also frowned and smiled lightly.