The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

I hurriedly followed Dan Zhu to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.Opening the door and entering, the atmosphere felt a little weird. Whether those sword spirits were staying on the sword stand or whispering together in twos and threes, they were far away from the old sword platform in the middle that had always been used to place Dan Zhu Pojun and Long Yuan. It's as if there is a tiger who can eat people... like a sword.Looking at Long Yuan sitting quietly on the sword platform again, a natural cold and arrogant air permeated within a radius of three meters. Hearing the sound of the door, he raised a pair of ice-like blue eyes and looked at me.For a moment, I had the creepy feeling of being stared at by Bai Ze.

It seems that no matter how many times he is reborn, Long Yuan's eyes are always so sharp...

I approached him cautiously, "Lyongyeon?"

He seemed to be frowning in confusion, and his stern expression looked a little cute and cute at the moment.So I smiled kindly and patiently explained, "Lyong Yuan is your name, and you are the sword spirit of Long Yuan Sword."

He blinked slowly, "You are?"

As a result, before I could answer, Danzhu rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "He is the master! Can't even guess this?!"

I kicked Danzhu's ass, "You talk too much!"

"Master..." He repeated these two words in a low voice, as if he was chewing carefully.Then, I saw a subtle change in his eyes, as if some ice had melted at an alarming speed, and as if some erratic light had found its place.He repeated the word "Master" a second time, but his tone became firmer.

"You don't necessarily have to call me master, you can call me Yajiu." I knew that it was useless to say this, Jianling is amazingly stupid in some aspects... I walked in front of Longyuan, lightly Lifting his cheek lightly, he looked at him carefully.Like Dan Zhu and Po Jun, his appearance is the same as before, and there is no trace of his past memory.I let out a long breath and smiled, "How do you feel now?"

"...It's kind of weird."

"It's strange, after all, you have just awakened. This is Jijianling, your home, and these are all your brothers and sisters around you. The red envelope next to you is Danzhu, and the beggar on the right is pretending to be Pojun. The one who rolled his eyes is Jiao Ling. Jiao Ling, what are you mumbling about?!"

Jiao Ling said angrily, "Boss, you have partiality!"

"Who is biased!"

"Why weren't you so gentle when the other swords were awakened?"

Danzhu also added fuel to the fire, "That's right, when I first saw me, he even vomited tea all over me!"

"I was scared by you! You didn't know how to knock when you entered the door?!"

"I don't know! I just woke up!"

Po Jun also added silently beside him, "Master never asked us how we feel."

So all the swords protested collectively, complaining one after another, astonishing resentment pouring in from all directions, forcing me to take three steps back...

I was speechless... Suddenly I understood the feeling of powerlessness when the master pointed swords at us all over the room...

"Shut up! If you make trouble again, I'll give you all away!"

So the buzzing stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at me with puckered faces, like I was an oversized heartbreaker.

Fortunately, at this moment, a demon ran over to report to me, saying that he had found the men and horses of the evil spirit palace outside Jijian Ridge.I was taken aback, turned around and ran out quickly, stepped on a horse, and galloped down the long winding road outside Laiquan Palace, passing through the bustling and bustling Sword Festival City.There is a fountain made of volcanic rocks in the center of the city. Through the misty water mist and the rainbow refracted by the sun, I saw Yin Fushu riding on the back of a huge elk, followed by dignified and beautiful guards Team, come to me slowly.

How long have we not seen each other?Everyone is busy building their own lives, and ten years have passed in a flash.

I got off the horse, with a smile on my face unconsciously, and an indescribable warmth spread in my heart.He also dexterously rolled off the back of the elk, his footsteps were even faster than mine, his eyes went dark, and he was submerged in a strong embrace.

He hugged me so hard, I was almost suffocated by him...

"Little Yaya, I miss you so much!!!"

I tried my best to put a little distance between my face and his chest muscles, and quickly took a few breaths, "You really want to kill... Let go..."

"Don't let it go!"

"You..." Before I could swear, I suddenly heard a thunder on the ground, and a red shadow descended from the sky, "Pervert!!! Let go of our master!!!"

Danzhu? !

I saw Dan Zhu sword rolled up and stabbed at the nymphomaniac.The nymphomaniac had no choice but to let go of me and turned around to avoid the sword energy, while Dan Zhu was already standing in front of me like an eagle guarding a chick...

What's going on...

The nymphomaniac opened his mouth slightly, turned his eyes in front of Danzhu and me, and raised his brows, "You call him master?"

"Nonsense! Where did you come from, you little boy?" Dan Zhutao's eyes widened, and he looked up and down the nymphomaniac provocatively, "You can't be a good person if you dress fancy!"

At this moment, another voice with hesitation and choking came from behind the nymphomaniac, "...Danzhu?"

Only then did I realize that the little tiger had also followed...

There was only a big man like Guardian Zhuyue, but at this moment his face was full of tears, he was as fragile as a little girl, staring at Danzhu, "Danzhu...is it really you?"

Danzhu looked at him inexplicably, his beautiful willow eyebrows frowned, as if he was a little at a loss for the other party's sudden tears, "You... who are you?"

"You don't recognize me?" The little tiger rushed over excitedly, trying to hug Danzhu, but was kicked in the chest by Danzhu, and took a few steps back.The expression on his face was so complicated, mixed with joy and sadness, it made my heart ache a little.

I sighed, stepped forward and pulled the little tiger aside, and explained to him the current situation of Danzhu and the others in a low voice.The eyes under the little tiger's sword eyebrows were full of heartbreak, I squeezed his shoulder.He raised his head and forced a smile on my face, "Forget it...as long as he can live happily."

I turned my head and glanced at Dan Zhu, who was staring at the little tiger suspiciously.

"Don't be discouraged, I think even if Dan Zhu doesn't remember you, he still has a shadow of you in his heart. As long as you visit him more often, sooner or later he will fall into your tenderness!" After I finished speaking, I turned around Greet Danzhu, and introduce the nymphomaniac and the little tiger to him, "This is Yin Fushu, the leader of Jiuli and the owner of the evil spirit palace. Get ready to entertain guests, there will be a banquet at Jijian Ridge tonight."

Danzhu reluctantly hummed, glared at Yin Fushu, then at the little tiger, turned and left.

On the way back to Laiquan Palace, I was driving side by side with the nympho.He looked around the bustling streets and palaces on both sides, feeling a little bit emotional, "I didn't expect that you actually succeeded. It seems that your life before becoming a sword spirit still has a great influence on you."

I stopped denying it, "Maybe. Here, there is a strange sense of belonging."

"Seeing that you can find a new direction in life, I am relieved." He looked at me affectionately from the side, making my heart beat a little faster...

I turned my head and looked ahead to hide my emotions, "But why do you suddenly come to me when you are so busy?"

"The council with Maoshan and the Donghua faction has just come to an end, and I should take a vacation." He raised his head, and a moment of pain flashed in his eyes.

The majestic and tall figure of Laiquan Palace stands on the top of the mountain not far away, and the blue volcanic lake at the foot reflects the mirror-like sky, which suddenly looks like an illusion.

A sigh faded away, "I didn't expect that I would have a chance to come back here again in this life."

Jijian Ridge has never received such a distinguished guest, and Jiao Ling obviously used too much force.The whole hall of Laiquan Palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons as if it was a New Year's Eve. The originally solemn stone pillars were wrapped in circles of colorful flowers, and every candle above the head was lit.More than a dozen long rows of banquets were lined up, and the tables were filled with delicacies and delicacies. The wines imported from the Western Regions were filled in silver wine jugs, and the musicians played joyful tunes.Jiao Ling even mobilized the eight female swords in the Jiange to come out to dance swords in disguise as dancers. When I looked carefully and found that the lead dancer was actually Dan Zhu, I choked on my nose and coughed until tears came out. the...

What a mess, these bastards! ! !

All the craftsmen at Jijian Ridge brought their wives or husbands to the banquet. The Spring of Tears Palace has never been so crowded.I, the nymphomaniac and the little tiger sat at the head, accepting toasts from others again and again.After drinking for three rounds, everyone was having fun, some simply danced on the dance floor in the middle, some talked and laughed loudly in twos and threes, and some made some obscene punishment actions for drinking orders.I saw the little tiger staring at Danzhu who was rolling up his sleeves and punching someone, who was not at all masculine, and whispered to him, "Little tiger, do you still remember what I told you about Danzhu before?"

The little tiger was taken aback, "What?"

My little boy shook his head in disbelief, "Why don't you even remember this? Didn't I tell you that Danzhu's heart is actually a ghost? You have to be strong, go up and hug him into your arms and kiss him. Worried about him not following you?!" The little tiger squinted his eyes and looked at me, "Yujiu, it's Danzhu who lost his memory, not me. I remember very clearly what happened to me after listening to you last time."

"Okay, maybe it's not the ghost beast that is attacked by the ghost beast, but it's the same? Didn't he fall for you in the end~"

The little tiger seemed to be moved by my words, and pursed his lips nervously, "Do you think it is really possible to succeed?"

The nymphomaniac also encouraged, "At most, you will be beaten up. This is called a last stand."

So the little tiger walked away with two glasses of wine full of confidence.The nymphomaniac and I looked at each other and smiled, clinked glasses, and didn't feel any guilt about the fact that we had cheated Little Tiger and Dan Zhu together...

The temperature in the hall seemed to have risen quite a bit, and the smell of alcohol welled up on his face. The nymphomaniac suddenly pulled my sleeve and motioned me to go out with him.We avoided the noisy crowd and slipped sideways out of the main hall.The night wind was like a stream of cold spring from deep mountains, blowing on the burning cheeks, and an invisible layer of oppression was torn off like a veil.I sighed comfortably, but saw that the twilight was far away, shrouded in the distant ancient and heavy mountain shadows, a layer of mist floating on the distant river, and those mountains seemed to be floating in the Milky Way.The beauty of the distance made me feel peaceful.

The cheeks were suddenly turned slightly, Xinghui wandered around in Yin Fushu's black glass-like eyes, and was a little dazzled for a while.

He leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, and the burning feeling on his face just now returned.

"Why are you taking advantage of me again..."

"When someone so beautiful kisses you, you should feel that you are taking advantage~"

"shameless……"

"Little Yaya." He suddenly restrained his unruly expression, and once again showed the kind of affectionate eyes that made me slightly flustered, "I will not give up on you."

I pursed my lips, feeling heavy in my heart, "But I really don't have any memories of Mu Zhiluan..."

"Whether you are Zhiluan or not, I will never give up on you." He bent his eyes, and for a moment he vaguely changed into the little kid who looked at me innocently under the pear tree.I looked at him, besides the endless warmth and touch, but also an equally deep sense of guilt.

"Nympho...Actually, I'm thinking about...casting the master's soul into the sword... You know what he did is terrible. If his soul is allowed to enter reincarnation, I'm afraid he will be beaten Entering the endless hell, there is no need to be reborn..."

He looked at me calmly, as if he wasn't surprised by what I said.The rosy lips curved gently, "To be honest, when I saw Dan Zhu, I thought you had already done this."

I was taken aback, "You don't object?"

"Why object? Your thinking is right. Sheng Wenxiu was not that kind of person in the first place. If it wasn't for his special status, he was forced into such a dilemma, and he made too many wrong choices, and he wouldn't have reached the final stage. But we live in this world, who knows whether our decision is right or wrong? Everyone is just trying to live and making choices."

I have to say what he said made me feel like a big rock had been dropped.I don't know what I've been worrying about before.

Is it because the nymphomaniac will leave me if he finds out?

Hey... I'm becoming more and more selfish...

"Aren't you angry? You have done so much for me..."

"Why should I be angry?" The nymphomaniac looked at me with a smile, "You don't just cast Sheng Wenxiu's life soul into the sword, so you want to establish a relationship with him like this?"

"...Do you think I'm you... The first reaction when I saw my former lover was that the overlord would attack..."

The thick face of the nymphomaniac was also unusually red, and he coughed heavily, "Hey, shouldn't you, the victim of this kind of thing, be a little more shy?"

"I'm a victim, why should I be shy?" I rolled my eyes.

"Ahem, in short, before you establish a relationship with Sheng Wenxiu, I have the same opportunity as him. What's more, he doesn't know anything after forging a sword, so I have an advantage over him. Taking a step back, I originally I don’t hate Xiao Xiuxiu either, even if you really get along with him..." He raised an eyebrow at me nastyly, "I don't mind having a threesome either~"

I took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and kicked him away to Yinghuoxing.

The nymphomaniac lived in Jijianling for about a month, and I also took a long vacation during the month, and pushed all the trivial documents to Zhu Longyuan, the Jiaoling Pill.Po Jun's brain is not good enough, so I asked him to be in charge of the logistics, arranging the guard duty schedule and so on.A month later, I went to Shushan with the nymphomaniac, and was surprised to find that the once cracked earth had been covered with vibrant plants again, and the ruined Taoist pagoda was also standing on top of the ruins. The beauty of the fairyland is not as good, but it is also a quiet and quaint place.The number of disciples is increasing year by year, young people dancing with swords gathered in front of the Sanqing Temple again, the scent of medicinal herbs appeared again in the Danyuan Bureau, and cranes flocked playing in the water appeared again by the lotus pond. The grand scene of thousands of people rushing to the cafeteria to grab food is also vaguely discernible.

Lan Tian looked a lot more mature, wearing a navy blue brocade robe and a jade crown and brocade belt on his head, he was very imposing as a teacher.And Qiu Muxue has also grown a lot, her body has grown taller and stronger, she is heroic, and her brother's sharpness can be vaguely seen in his brows.They said they didn't plan to rebuild the Zhenming Pagoda anymore, because now there is the Palace of Heavenly Laws, the behavior of humans and demons will be regulated by the same laws, and they will be punished according to the same regulations.There is no need for such an existence as the Life-Suppressing Tower anymore.

I parted from the nymphomaniac in Shushan, he rushed back to the evil spirit palace, and I went back to Jijianling.

Back in my bedroom, I carefully took out the broken Dana rosary from the alcove, and used scissors to break the string.Eleven beads flickered on the stone table in front of me, exuding different halos.

I put the rosary containing the master's soul into my sleeve, then closed my eyes, and settled my spiritual consciousness.

Put the charcoal brazier on the side of the table, burn a few spells, and mutter the spell in his mouth.For more than ten years, I have been trying to improve the Shushan fairy art, and I am not completely ignorant of psychic art.In addition, when I went to Shushan this time and asked about the details of the interaction with the soul from Lantian, I am still very sure.

I hung my hands on the ten rosary beads, and felt the gentle luster of the soul of fate flowing along the palm of my hand.

I asked with my spiritual sense, "The soul that has no attachment to this life, is willing to follow my guidance, get rid of the shackles, and enter the next life?"

There was a slight sense of distance, which made me wonder if it was my illusion or I really heard the response.

So I continued, "I don't want to forcibly imprison any soul in the fate of this life. If you really don't have any nostalgia for this life, follow my guidance and enter reincarnation."

Still don't know if there is a response.I opened my eyes and began to move my palms slowly.

After a while, one bead moved, then a second, a third... They rolled under my palm, rolled to the edge of the stone table, and then fell.

With the sound of the silent charcoal peeling, I seem to see the invisible soul rising into the void and drifting away.

The last rosary beads left on the table were five.My trembling fingertips lightly scratched the round surface of each sandalwood, and my nose felt a little sour.

"I won't let you down." I murmured softly.