I have a special sword skill when I wear a book

"I'm not very clear about the specific situation. When Sect Master Lu found this place, there was no one in the cave, and there was only one exercise." Hua Die pointed to the isolated island in the middle of the lake, "Sect Master Lu honored The master of this exercise is Wu Lingxian, but she has never seen him, and she doesn't know if he is already a fairy."

After saying this, Huadie moved her lotus steps lightly, and her slender figure slid towards the center of the lake like a purple ribbon.Her footsteps passed by in waves, but they were like walking on the ground, and even the flying clothes didn't startle a little splash.And Shen Yanye also followed her across the lake to the isolated island in the middle of the lake.

As soon as he approached the isolated island, a gust of cold air rushed towards his face, matched with the sound of the waterfall under the stone wall, it seemed quite quiet and deep.That isolated island is not a rock, but a piece of somewhat transparent black ice.As soon as he stepped on the ice, he felt a chilly aura surrounding him.Surprisingly, he didn't feel sick from the cold.Under the wrapping of the cold air, he even felt that his body and mind gradually calmed down, and he felt extremely refreshed.

It was only when he got closer that he realized that there were protruding black ice on the isolated island, but the ice surface was very smooth, probably swept by Lu Jishuang with sword energy.Among those ice platforms, the tall one was used as a desk, on which several scrolls were spread; while the short one was used as a seat, and the edge of the seat was carved with simple but atmospheric patterns.The one with the largest area is a round platform, and there is nothing else except a white jade pillow.

Hua Die stretched out her fingers to caress these utensils carved from black ice, and there were gentle smiles on the corners of her brows and eyes.She sat down on the Xuanbing bed, gently stroked the jade pillow with her fingers, her eyes were soft and sad, which made Shen Yanye not know how to ask for a moment.

——Because the protagonist of "Sword Lord" is Shen Yanye, the author didn't go into details about Lu Yushuang, so he couldn't handle Lu Yushuang's relationship with Huadie.But at this moment, Huadie sat on the Xuanbing bed, looking at the young man in front of her with a sense of loss.

——His facial features are not much different from Lu Huashuang's.The only difference is that the curvature of his cheeks is sharper than hers, and the curvature of the corners of his eyes is also sharper than hers.Those eyebrows, those eyes, such a cold and calm aura, all coincided with the woman in white clothes who bullied Shuang Saixue in memory.

The vision in front of him gradually blurred, covering the outline of the young man's cheeks, and in a daze, the woman standing in front of him was the woman who had never had any contact with him for a long time.The familiar, cold breath like ice and snow was so familiar, she couldn't help reaching out her hand, and touched "her" side face in vain.

Her fingers landed on Shen Yanye's face.But this time, the sword spirit in red standing beside Shen Yanye did not stop him, but watched all this quietly.

The face of the young suzerain is close at hand, not someone she wants to touch.

"...Sorry, I lost my composure."

The owner of Baihua Mountain stood up, stretched out his fingers and wiped the red corners of his eyes.As if to change the subject, she picked up the jade slip on the ice table and handed it to Shen Yanye.

"This is the kung fu practiced by your mother back then. When she participated in the battle against the heavens, she only practiced the first chapter of the kung fu." Hua Die said, her gaze involuntarily shifted to Shen Lian.Seeing that the sword spirit didn't react too aggressively to the battle that sealed her, she continued, "At that time, she was only in the Void Refinement Stage, but she was able to overcome the Tribulation Stage with the three by herself. The resistance of many monks is enough to show the depth of the 'Tao' he cultivated."

The so-called 'Tao' is naturally different for different monks.There is a difference between upper and lower Dao, so monks who have practiced the upper Dao, even if they are not as advanced as those who have practiced the lower Dao, but in real battles, they can gain the upper hand.

Shen Yanye held the jade slip in his hand, but did not speak.

Hua Die took out Misty Rain again, put it on the ice table, and said: "Today, I am fortunate to be able to swim with Shen Zongzhu's arm. I am very happy. This Wuling fairyland is a place away from the world. If Shen Zongzhu wants to practice here again , is also a good idea. I came today, just to come to see the cave of the old man. Now that the son of the old man comes with me, I should return this fairyland to you. If Sect Master Shen has nothing else to do, please Forgive me for leaving first.”

Shen Yanye shook his head, and took out the white jade bracelet: "Shanzhu, you forgot this."

"...This is the 'key' to the entrance of the Wuling Wonderland. Since I have returned the Wuling Wonderland to you, this key is naturally yours too."

Shen Yanye remained unmoved, still holding the bracelet: "This is something your mother left you, do you really not need it?"

"No need." Huadie said lightly, "I won't come here again, today is the last time."

"Before she ascended, the two of us parted ways. Now that she has ascended to immortality, we probably...will never see each other again."

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Butterfly left.Shen Yanye thanked him, but didn't say much.However, when he turned his head, he saw Shen Lian's expression that hesitated to speak.

"Since you entered the Wuling Wonderland, something is wrong with you. What are you thinking?"

"...It's nothing, I was just thinking about the matter between Master Hua and Sect Master Lu. I never knew... Master Hua Shan and Sect Master Lu were best friends in the past..."

The brows like willow leaves were slightly frowned, but the sword spirit still forced himself to smile and answered the master's words.

The black sleeves drew an arc in the wind, and Shen Yanye sat down on the ice chair beside her.His long hair, which was not tied up by the jade crown, also scattered on the back of the chair made of black ice with his movements, and then slid down his arms.He casually gathered the few strands of hair in front of his eyes, and inadvertently revealed the tear mole at the corner of his eyes.His eyebrows are like a landscape painting drawn in light ink, but they are not completely calm and cold; his eyes are just casually thrown away, and there is also some sharp questioning meaning for no reason.

He sighed, which made Jian Ling's heart a little uneasy, and the hands hanging on the sides of his body gradually tightened.He didn't know if the master was angry, so he just stood there and looked at him carefully.

"Even if you want to hide it from me, you still have to pretend." The boy looked at him quietly.His tone was a bit of a wry smile, but there was a hint of helplessness and doting in his eyes, "Look at you, your eyebrows are about to wrinkle into a ball, and you still tell me 'nothing'?"

As for Shen Lian looking at Shen Yanye, a sense of powerlessness and frustration filled her chest, almost suffocating him.His master was thoughtful and good at observing people's thoughts, but he was in a complicated mood at the moment, so he was naturally powerless to hide anything from him.However, he couldn't tell his master what he was worried about.

How would he tell his master what he had seen in some nightmare—he wouldn't believe it.Even if he believed it, he would definitely say with a smile that none of those things happened, those were just dreams, and when he woke up from the dream, he would return to the real world, and don't be hurt by what he saw in the dream.

...He also knew that he was thinking too much, but as soon as he thought that there was a one in ten thousand chance that Shen Yanye would die under the catastrophe, his heart ached fiercely, as if being stabbed by a sharp dagger cut.

He didn't want to lose the person he finally met in his long life...

The dark red eyes drooped down, and the eyes that were always full of smiles on weekdays were also occupied by anxiety.At this moment, the sword spirit who has been by his side every step of the way seems to be far away from him.Shen Yanye suddenly realized that she thought she understood his wish, but she knew nothing about his past.

"Shen Lian." The boy did not continue the topic, "Come to my side."

He stretched out his hand to the sword spirit, just like he did in the succession ceremony and in front of everyone.Although it was an order, his voice was extremely gentle, and such a gentle order made Sword Spirit feel a pang of sorrow in his heart.He stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of the young man, and lowered his head.

"Master, when you first entered here, your expression...it scared me..."

Sword Spirit said softly, but he didn't know how to explain it.Because he didn't know how to explain it, he avoided Shen Yanye's gaze, but a pair of white fingers pinched his jaw.Shen Yanye's movements were gentle but firm enough to raise his face, making him meet her own eyes.

There was no displeasure in those black and white eyes, Shen Yanye looked at him, as if quietly waiting for him to speak.

"Are you really... are you so obsessed with powerful power?" Shen Lian frowned, her eyes were a little painful, "However, if you blindly pursue power, you will get demonic obstacles in your heart. Even if you don't become obsessed, you can't escape the catastrophe tortured..."

Shen Yanye raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that Shen Lian was still worried about this issue.He was about to say something, but the sword spirit suddenly grabbed his wrist.The Jiehuo Sword was forged by the lotus stamens of Hell, Shen Lian's body temperature was always higher than that of ordinary people, but at this moment his fingers were icy cold and his palm was wet.

He moved his wrist, but the sword spirit clenched even tighter, and the look of panic in his bewitching eyes made Shen Yanye swallow all the words, but let him hold his wrist tightly, forcefully The big one almost broke the finger bone.

"Master... I don't want to stop you from continuing to practice, but your advancement is too shocking..." Shen Lian frowned in pain, and her words were somewhat incoherent, "You haven't reached the weak crown yet, It is the cultivation base of the Ming Xu period. I have never seen it for thousands of years. Heaven will not allow too powerful existence, and when you pass the catastrophe, the catastrophe will be more severe... I ..."

Shen Lian became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally pulled the young man into her arms with her backhand.The slender fingers groped on the opponent's back, as if repeatedly confirming his existence, and his chin rested on the opponent's shoulder, as if as soon as he let go, his master would be covered by the rain like Lu Yushuang in the dream. The diluted blood stained the ground below him, and then gradually closed his eyes that lost their luster.

Shen Yanye was held tightly in his arms, feeling the chaotic heartbeat of the other party, and slowly closed his eyes.

He couldn't remember the last time he was hugged like this, like protecting some treasure.

This is true even in this world.He has always been at the forefront, leaving behind him a tall and straight figure, proud and lonely.

The enemy in front of me said: "Your so-called 'ideal' has led everyone astray."

The friend behind said: "You are very lucky to be our leader, and many people who are more capable than you have to be led by you. You can only blame bad luck."

The flowers and applause he harvested were as much as the abuse and doubts he harvested.The reasons why people praise him are always the same - young talent, young success; but those who oppose him have their own reasons.Someone stopped beside him for a short time, and finally moved away from him, leaving him walking alone.

He walked through the noisy din, and he didn't know if he had gone further and further on the wrong path.

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"Shen Lian, I understand. I accept your suggestion and I won't be so obsessed with cultivation anymore."

The young man stretched out his hand lightly, wrapping his arms around Sword Spirit's shoulders, and there was a faint smile that was almost absent from the corner of his lips.Almost at the same time, he felt the body of the person holding him stiffen, and then put his hands on his shoulders and gently pushed himself away.

"Really...?" Shen Lian looked at him in disbelief, with joy in her eyes.

"If you are afraid that I will go astray, you will always stay by my side so that I will not lose myself in the pursuit of strength and goals. Can you...can you promise me?"

"Yes, master." What responded to him was the words of Sword Spirit crying with joy.

"I will always be by your side, never leaving you..."

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"That's why I said, I'd rather be her sword, Mr. Shen Lian."

Not far from the corridor, the purple shadow that hadn't left yet flickered.Huadie was decisive when she turned around, but when she really left, every step was like walking in a swamp, struggling, and finally decided to turn back quietly, and took one last look, but unexpectedly saw such a scene.

"If this is the case, I don't have to expect her to stay for me. Because I will always be by her side."