i have a sword fairy

It sighed, "Actually, these evil dragons are not cannibals right now, what are you afraid of, and you have even explained the funeral."

The young Confucian scholar ignored him, nodded slightly, and continued to point to the pool of evil dragons downstairs:

"Oh, then tell me carefully, what kind of obstacle is this evil heart."

Sword Spirit thought for a while, and said honestly: "That is to say, it is difficult for some cultivating seeds in the immortal sects of similar scale to break the mirror in the future. Well, especially some realms involving mind cultivation, it is estimated that they will be destroyed by their own sects." To give up training..."

"So that's the case. If you didn't say it earlier, I will feel at ease." Zhao Rong sighed, looked at his heart lake with as many as 81 vicious dragons, and nodded with a smile...

next second.

Without saying a word, the young Confucian scholar swung his sleeves and walked away.

Never want to stay here again.

Return: "..."

Upstairs at the moment.

The sword spirit dressed in purple subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab the young Confucian scholar, but just halfway through the stretch, he paused in the air and retracted it.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

With a slender figure, Gui imitated someone, folded his sleeves with his hands, and shouted speechlessly.

The young Confucian scholar didn't turn his head back, and the voice came, "I don't want to play anymore, I'm still practicing."

"Heh, other people's sword masters are getting stronger and stronger, and their talents are getting more and more against the sky. When seniors look at their heart lakes, they must be shocked and breathless, just like Qingjun Lianchi Heart Lake , is an auspicious vision. And I..."

He sneered.

"Damn it, it's getting more and more unlucky. With you, a cheap sword spirit, just getting better in practice, you made me this pool of evil dragons, and you still have a tone of giving me no one, asking me to take credit for it." ...Will you leave it here or leave it here?"

"Guild, I'm telling you, this day has not passed, go to whoever you love."

"..."

Zhao Rong flicked his sleeves.

However, just as he strode down a few stairs, a voice came from behind him.

"Hey, Zhao Rong, whoever told you that this evil dragon must be a bad thing to you."

Zhao Rong nodded expressionlessly:

"Oh, I get it. I have worked so hard to defeat them, and then I will be able to improve my mood, right? Anything that can't defeat me will make me stronger, just like gaining experience...

"Good guy, these ninety-nine 81 evil dragons, I guess I will be sanctified on the spot after brushing them once, um, good idea, I really blame you."

Hearing Zhao Rong's angry words, the purple-clothed sword spirit smiled.

At this moment, it is holding on to the railing, flipping the purple gas gourd with its fingers, squinting at the outstanding work it finally made, and chuckling:

"Well, the idea is good, but it's a bit old-fashioned. Hehe, can't we be friendly? It's not good to fight and kill all day long. Can't you make friends with the little guys below? Ask friends to borrow Come on, it's not too much, is it?"

The footsteps of the young Confucian scholar paused slightly.

"Zhao Rong, jump down and say hello to them."

Gui Youyou said.

Zhao Rong was quiet for a moment, twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around, returned to the top floor without hesitation, and passed directly by the shoulder of the chuckling purple-clothed sword spirit.

He also laughed.

"Heh, in the lake of my heart, can I still be frightened by my own sword spirit and these beasts?"

By the lake, on the top floor of a high-rise building.

A Confucian scholar jumped down and fell into the abyss.

next second.

He turned into a touch of pure blue glaze color.

……

"Yo, is this seat offended?"

Somewhere in a tall building by the lake, there was a man in a purple dress with his hands behind his back. While playing with a small purple gas gourd, while looking at the pure blue glaze in the pool, he let out a soft snort.

Can't hear the emotions, but with indifference and fun.

The roof was quiet for a moment.

"...Where is this? After that... don't you want to break up with me..."

Sword Spirit murmured softly and shook his head.

The next moment, the extremely tall slender figure in purple clothes jumped up, stood on tiptoes on the railing, looked down at the pure blue glaze color that Zhao Rong had transformed into below, and smiled.

It flicked its slender fingers, opened the small purple gas gourd in its hand, and shook it downwards.

Streams of slender and misty white air, like flowing water, left from the mouth of the gourd, drew a straight white line in the air, and went straight into the calm pool below.

In an instant.

The abyss is full of evil dragons, and the water in the lake is boiling.

On the roof, there is a sword spirit smiling.

"When the dragon carp enters the pool, when will it return?"

……

Zhao Rong felt strange at the moment.

There was no splash when he fell into the water.

Of course, this does not mean that his diving skills are superb, and he has a spray disappearing technique.

Rather, the moment his body just touched the water, a sense of lightness came over his heart, as if some strange change had taken place in his body.

It's just that before he had time to observe, he completely entered the water in an instant.

It's like a piece of tulle dropped into the water, and it melts like candy.

And after entering the water, Zhao Rongbian noticed something was wrong.

He seemed to have turned into a piece of liquid-like gas, melted in the water, as light as a feather, without a fixed shape, and the color was...

That unforgettable color I saw in a drop of water in the heart lake that day.

Dark blue glazed color.

Zhao Rong is now like a drop of red ink falling into the water, but the color is different.

And his color is so dazzling.

As blessed as a soul, Zhao Rong suddenly felt that in the bottomless abyss below, there were pairs of bloody eyes with the mouth of a well, secretly looking at him.

It's like a hungry tiger hiding in the grass in the primitive forest, quietly spying on the deer drinking by the water.

Just around the corner, waiting for an opportunity to explode...

But soon, Zhao Rong discovered that they couldn't do anything to him.

The ninety-nine and 81 evil dragons hidden in the abyss seem to be restricted by some kind of force. They can only wander and scream at the bottom of the dark abyss where the sun cannot shine, and they can't get close to the clear lake above.

From time to time, they raise their heads in the dark abyss, trying to rise up, but they are pressed down by the strange water waves above.

So I can only reach out my claws angrily from time to time, grabbing the things above.

Unfortunately, these are all futile efforts.

Just one appearance of this evil dragon in the heart lake of other genius cultivators can make their hearts shatter and cut off half of the Dao.

However, at this moment, ninety-nine and eighty-one evil dragons seem to be suppressed in the abyss of this wonderful heart lake, and there is a clear and clear boundary line between them and the clear lake above.

This warning line is about [-] feet below the surface of Pinghu Lake.

It seems to be exactly the limit distance that the sun on the lake can reach.

It is the boundary between light and darkness, turbidity and clarity.

The evil dragons can't go beyond.

Pressed hard.

This should be one of the reasons why Zhao Rong discovered this amazing lake art:

The bottom of the lake is full of ferocious dragons, but the meeting is as calm as a mirror, without any waves.

At this time, before Zhao Rong could breathe a sigh of relief, he continued to observe curiously.

Sudden.

Something seemed to fall into the water above him again.

In an instant, the lake boiled!

It's like a pot of boiling oil and water.

Roar--!

Hiss——!

The 81 evil dragons in the abyss violently churned, hitting the faintly drawn warning line!

Raise your head, swing your claws, flick your tail...

The white thing that just fell into the lake seemed to be extremely attractive to them.

Zhao Rong witnessed the horrible greedy faces below.

Soon, the white thing sank into the lake, crossed the boundary between light and darkness, and fell into the abyss...

Zhao Rong heard the roar even worse.

The evil dragons in the abyss swarmed up and dived crazily to fight for the white thing that entered the abyss.

It's like wolves who have been hungry for three days, fighting for the most delicious flesh.

then.

Only fight together.

The depths of the abyss are dark.

Only the parts near the warning line can be vaguely seen when some evil dragons writhed.

Then... bright red blood rose from the darkness.

Bits of blurred and shattered flesh and blood occasionally floated up.

Accompanied by a trembling and panicking roar...

Zhao Rong was slightly taken aback.

Well, according to the normal script, shouldn't these evil dragons come and beat him up in groups? Why did they fight on their own? Also, what were those white things just now... Why does it feel a little familiar...

At this moment, the roar below gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, on the blurred and bloody wounds on those dragons' bodies, in the broken flesh and blood floating in the water...something is faintly brewing...

soon.

There was a strange wave swaying slowly from the dark abyss below, and came near the water surface. Before Zhao Rong reacted urgently, he touched him in a melting state.

then.

Zhao Rong's melted and shapeless soul body condensed.

Under this strange power from the abyss.

shaped like...

dragon carp.

A pure blue glazed dragon carp appeared near the lake.

At first, Zhao Rong felt as if he was being suffocated by his throat, and then he seemed to be let go of his hand suddenly, and he was handed a sufficient oxygen mask, and he took a deep breath in a very comfortable way!

Comfortable.

Then when he realized that he was for a dragon carp, or in other words, he had the vision of a dragon carp.

Zhao Rong looked down into the abyss curiously.