i have a sword fairy

The view here is extremely wide, and the vast Pinghu Lake can be seen at a glance.

Zhao Rong glanced at the strange sight of a pool of flood dragons below.

He thought for a while, and said sincerely: "I let you admire a handsome face for free, and you still want to prostitute for nothing? Let me see yours too."

Return: "..."

Zhao Rong was curious, "By the way, are you feminine and sissy?"

"Get out!" Sword Spirit said angrily.

I don't want to ignore him.

Zhao Rong smiled.

"Well, it's probably true."

He muttered to himself.

Zi Yijian turned his head sharply and stared at him, neither speaking nor seeing his expression clearly.

But Zhao Rong shut up immediately.

Cough cough, looking at this aura, if it can show an expression at this moment, it must be angry at him.

Going on, Zhao Rong has no doubt that Gui Zhen will throw him into the strange lake downstairs.

"Ahem, this outfit of yours... Is it 'Wuwei' that I gave you?"

Zhao Rong coughed twice to ease the atmosphere.

"Humph……"

The purple-clothed sword spirit turned his face away, and stood with his hands behind his back, proudly holding his head up, staring at the pool of evil dragons below.

It didn't answer Zhao Rong, but after a while, it still nodded its chin slightly.

The atmosphere upstairs was quiet.

After a while.

The young Confucian scholar glanced at the strange scene in the small world outside the building.

Except for this Pinghu Lake, everything around is sunny, warblers are flying, grass is growing, pink willows are green.

Make people feel comfortable.

However, the calm lake downstairs can make people feel creepy without knowing it.

At the bottom of the lake, a series of hideous dragons swam their tails, raising their terrifying dragon heads from time to time, looking at the people outside the lake with bloody eyes.

The strange thing is that the lake is calm and the water is clear.

It seems that these evil dragons at the bottom of the lake are all phantoms.

It was not stirred up by the slightest waves, and half a grain of mud was stirred up.

In addition, the so-called bottom of the lake is actually very dark. Although it is a clear lake, the bottom cannot be seen, and no light can escape.

As a result, the evil dragons wandering in the dark water at the bottom of the lake are like dragons that can't see the head but see the tail, and it's hard to see the whole body.

In the field of vision, densely packed.

"Gui, you raised it?"

Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and pointed down.

"Do not."

The purple-clothed sword spirit shook his head, and said seriously:

"You raised it."

Zhao Rong was quiet for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"I said where did they go, and thought that after I realized my nature, these things disappeared."

He looked away from the abyss-like flat lake.

Turning his head to look at the bright spring scenery around him, he squinted his eyes and let out a long breath.

Without turning back, he said softly:

"This small world is the lake of your heart after seeing your nature clearly. Its appearance is manifested in your subconscious mind. It can be in any shape, even what you and this seat are seeing are different... …

"The scenery and people you passed by just now are some superficial things in the heart lake, and the 'Pinghu' below is the deepest embodiment of your heart lake."

"Oh, to be precise, this is not Pinghu Lake, but an abyss that can never be explored to the bottom. No one knows what strange things will emerge from this abyss in the next moment."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, "You mean, apart from these evil dragons, there are other things hidden in this abyss?"

The purple-clothed sword spirit was silent for a moment.

It turned its head and looked at Zhao Rong: "How do I know? This is your abyss, and the only one who knows it best is yourself."

Zhao Rong nodded.

At this moment, he noticed that Gui seemed to be still playing with a small object in his hand.

It is also transformed from purple air, like a small gourd.

It held its back on its waist with one hand, and played with the Purple Qi Gourd nimbly with the other.

The movement is very natural and skilled, it seems to be a hard habit.

Gui Youran said: "But you'd better pray that no other weird things will appear in this heart abyss."

Zhao Rong looked curious, "What do you mean?"

The purple-clothed sword spirit stretched out his hand, pointed to the downstairs and said:

"This heart-abyss evil dragon is already the most terrifying heart-abyss monster recorded in most of the cultivation classics related to the heart lake that can be found on the mountain."

It looked more and more satisfied, nodded and said:

"Well, it is the first of the seven vicious beasts of the Heart Abyss. Others, there are red turtles, blood monkeys, horned snakes and other fierce creatures, but they are not as powerful as this evil dragon."

Someone's hand holding the railing trembled slightly, "???"

Ziqi Sword Spirit turned back and faced Zhao Rong.

Its face was purple, and the specific expression at this time could not be seen clearly, but it could be heard that the tone was very happy:

"How about Zhao Rong, this seat is amazing, this time I raised ninety-nine and 81 in the heart lake for you! How can you thank this seat?"

Sword Spirit's tone was very arrogant and complacent.

A young Confucian scholar: "..."

The atmosphere upstairs fell into a dead silence.

Good guy, the most vicious thing in Xinyuan?

If one is born in other people's heart lake, they will have to be "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.I……

a while.

The young Confucian scholar holding the railing glanced at the lake of evil dragons below.

He looked at it carefully for a while, then turned around, and said in a kind tone:

"What a kind hearted lake. Well, so is Jiao, all of them have delicate features."

Sword Spirit nodded, and his tone was happy to be recognized:

"That's right, don't you feel at ease when I do things?"

Zhao Rong nodded and said with great emotion:

"Indeed, it has to be you."

The purple-clothed sword spirit raised his chin, playing with the purple gas gourd in his hand, and spoke arrogantly.

"Hmph, you don't even look at who this seat is."

Zhao Rong turned his head and said with a smile on his face: "Oh? Who are you, I must thank you by your real name."

"This seat...you don't care who this seat is, what name do we leave for good deeds? Isn't this despicable?"

"Well, as expected of you."

The young Confucian scholar gave it a thumbs up, then he pointed to the downstairs, and asked 'modestly' and 'curiously': "You just said that this is the most vicious thing in the heart, what do you mean? Could there be someone more powerful than this group of evil dragons like my son Xinyuan?"

Gui raised his head and thought for a while, then patted the railing with his slender and purple fingers.

"Well, there are some, but very few, and even fewer people know about it."

With a sincere expression, Zhao Rong praised and praised: "Then you must be one."

The purple-clothed sword spirit glanced at him knowingly, and chuckled lightly, "Oh, our Xuanhuang Cultivation Realm is quite secretive."

It continues:

"As far as I know, there was once an ancient emperor who had a blood-stained bronze animal face born from his heart; well, there was also a Taoist saint who had a headless beast emerge from his heart." The dilapidated statue, I heard that this god belongs to a Taoist patriarch... tsk tsk."

Sword Spirit's tone was amazed, and he even smiled.

The young Confucian scholar next to him finally nodded in satisfaction.

"Good guy, the seniors know how to play. From this point of view, I am not the worst one, not bad..."

He smiled, and looked at the pool of evil dragons downstairs.

The Ziqi sword spirit on the side seemed to be laughing too.

The atmosphere cheered up.

At this time, Zhao Rong suddenly pointed down, and said in a polite but sincere tone:

"By the way, what are they going to do to me next?"

Purple Clothed Sword Spirit: "..."

Zhao Rong raised his hand and rubbed his stiff smiling face, thought for a while, and nodded in approval, "Well, I advise them not to go too far, and keep a line in their work...at least I can't make my son look too ugly when he dies. "

"Ahem." Gui coughed twice, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Rong ignored it, he drooped his eyelids, pointed his fingers, and arranged the funeral by himself:

"Well, I have to go and explain to Qingjun Xiaoxiao and the others. By the way, there is also that girl Qian'er. Well, I was muttering what she should call when my son hangs up. I didn't expect that I would be able to do "Aijia" so soon. 'Oh...Damn it, this crow-mouthed stinking girl..."

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched. He lowered his head, unable to see his expression, and patted his sleeves.

The purple-clothed sword spirit blinked, and said speechlessly, "Hey, what are you thinking? Who said you were going to die."

"Oh?" Zhao Rong raised his eyelids and pointed downstairs, "They won't mess with me?"

The tone is dubious.

The most vicious thing in Xinyuan in name, so many of them come at once, do you think you can't mess with me?Who would believe it.

Sure enough, the purple-clothed sword spirit shook his head, and said tactfully: "There will still be some influence."

It thought for a while, and said sincerely: "It's reasonable, if you say that there are so many dragons swimming in the heart abyss, you can't treat them as non-existent, can you?"

The tone was a little joking.

But someone didn't smile, and looked at the 'reasonable sword spirit' blankly.

Do you think you are funny?

……

Chapter 491 Purple Clothed Sword Spirit, Xin Yuan Raises Jiao

"Oh, so you're going to mess with me?" Zhao Rong twitched his lips.

The sword spirit was a little embarrassed, it stopped playing with the little gourd, nodded at him and said: "It's reasonable, this evil dragon is not that serious."

Zhao Rong squinted at it.

Gui coughed and explained:

"People's hearts are ghosts. It is actually a normal phenomenon that these ominous creatures are born in the heart abyss. They are not real objects. In this respect, the peerless emperor is no different from ordinary people, and even the ominous creatures in the latter's abyss may be more than the former."

"It's just that for ordinary people, they are ignorant and difficult to perceive by themselves, but for us monks who practice mountaineering, with further cultivation of the mind, even a speck of dust in the heart will be infinitely affected. Zoom in until it becomes a demon that hinders the cultivation of the Dao..."