The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

The master was taken away.

I was sealed into the main body by the sword sealing formula, escorted by the martial elders of the Donghua sect, and imprisoned in the Donghua sect's buried sword mound.The escorting disciples behind him seemed to be very afraid of me, and followed from a long distance, for fear that I would jump up and bite them.The martial elder didn't dare to show his air, he was as cautious as holding a bomb that would explode at any time, probably because he was frightened by my madness before?

When they sealed me, I didn't struggle. At that time, my mind was empty. I only heard the kidney deficiency screaming that the master is not dead, and my heart started beating again.He pushed me aside, and a group of people surrounded the master. I couldn't see anything, and I was still digesting the words about kidney deficiency.

The master is not dead?Master is really not dead?

At that time, I felt as if I had died and came back to life. I should have been ecstatic, but I just felt that the whole person was in a daze.By the time I realized it, it had already been sealed into the body.

The thick stone gate was slowly opened under the blessing of spells and mana, and a bleak wind hit the face. Behind it was a long-abandoned tomb, which belonged to the sword's tomb.There are such tombs in every sect of cultivation. The names can be literary and elegant like "Burying Blade Tomb", or straightforward and sincere like "Put unwanted swords and knives here for recycling. Please don't throw them anywhere to damage the environment."Usually, the swords thrown here either have no sword spirit and become useless swords, but they can't wait to sell them as scrap iron, so they have to call them "burial swords"; or they still have sword spirits, but the sword spirits betrayed or the 'magic sword' that is too powerful to control; or the 'bad sword' that actively hurts people when no one is using it.Generally speaking, this kind of place is the final destination of a sword, and it is difficult to get out after entering.Unless the sect goes bankrupt or is stolen, and the thief must have quite extraordinary skills.

We also have them in Shushan, but I haven't been there yet.But he didn't expect that the first time in his life that he was imprisoned in Jianzhong belonged to someone else's house.I'm not really worried that I won't be able to get out, because after all, I'm not a sword of the Donghua faction, and I didn't kill people from the Donghua faction. I should be temporarily imprisoned here just to give Maoshan an explanation.This tomb is in the mountains of Penglai Island, almost completely dark, and the only light source comes from a small hole in the stone dome above the head.The white sunlight leaked from there, like a white pillar standing alone in the dark background.On the ground where the light can't reach, you can vaguely see densely packed swords thrusting obliquely, lifeless and rusty.I still feel a faint aura, which means that some of these swords still have sword spirits, but the aura is so weak, as if the last breath will not be able to catch the next breath.This cold breath made me shiver, very uncomfortable.

They bound me in silver chains to a boulder covered in red runes, right where the beam of light fell.When the spell on the chain came into contact with my sword body, it began to emit a reddish halo. I immediately felt a heavy pressure pushing from all directions, and I couldn't move around, nor could I lift a single bit of aura.There was also a sword stuck on that boulder. It looked heavy, and it was a bronze sword, but it was covered in dust at this time, and its original appearance was almost invisible.

They locked me up and left.After the door closed, I was greeted by dead silence.

Feeling exhausted, I stare blankly at the light source overhead.At this time, the red sun should have been slanting to the west outside. What happened this day turned over and over again in my mind, but I was still a little dull.I can't figure out why Longyeon would suddenly let go, where is he now?

I recalled that in the past few days on Penglai Island, Longyuan had always been a little strange.He didn't like to talk at first, but he became more silent when he came here, and he didn't even show his face anymore.In today's martial arts trial, he clearly cooperated perfectly with his master, but why did such a thing happen at a critical moment?

His cold eyes seemed to flash in the darkness, and I felt chills in my heart.

"My master is Qiu Mushuang alone."

This sentence suddenly appeared in my mind, and I vaguely had a terrible guess.

Ryuuan...couldn't be deliberately trying to kill his master...

Qiu Mushuang valued faith more than love, and refused to take Longyuan back from his master.So only after the master died, Long Yuan could return to his free body and return to Qiu Mushuang's side?

I thought Long Yuan had already accepted his master... Whether he was in Shushan or out, he always behaved very obediently, could it be all just pretending?

A cold current flowed through my body like an electric current, and I stopped my thoughts.Long Yuan didn't know where to go, it's too early to make a judgment.

"Hey, new here."

Um?Hallucinations?

I continued to worry about the master intently.There are so many panaceas for kidney deficiency, as long as the owner has a breath, he will definitely be able to survive.

But he bled so much... How much blood is there in a human body?I have never seen the master so weak before, he has always been beautiful and powerful, as if there is nothing in the world that he cannot solve, no one or power that can defeat him.But at that time, he was like a ghost about to become transparent, lying in my arms, no matter how tight I hugged him, he would disappear.I couldn't help but wonder, how would he feel then?Does it hurt?Are you scared?Not reconciled?

Thinking of this, my chest felt tight and my whole body became cold.

What should I do if the master dies.I've never been this close to this problem.

I can't take the pain of being discarded again...I'd rather be gone forever.

"Hey! Are you a deaf sword?"

I rubbed my ears, raised my head impatiently and shouted, "Who is arguing?! Didn't you read Excalibur and think about things!"

It turned out that the voice came from the top of my head. When I looked up, I saw the bronze sword.

The sword spirit laughed a few times, and said in a strange way, "Little hairy kid, you have a serious tone, what did you do to get you locked in?"

Me?After living for so many years, this is the first time I heard that Youjian dared to show off his seniority in front of Ben Shenjian.I stared at him provocatively, "What did you do to get you locked up?"

Bronze Sword was not angry, but rather happy, "Me? You don't even know me?"

I sneered, "Ah, I know you, you are the famous second sword in middle school! I have admired you for a long time!"

"Okay, don't quarrel." He said earnestly, in the tone of a vicissitudes of the elders, "I guess, the one who brought you in just now should be the new martial elder? It's bad, but you can make the martial elder fearful like that, you kid should not be so simple. Did you kill someone?"

"...Please, we are all swords, which sword hasn't been stained with blood?"

"I mean killing on your own initiative. Killing without anyone's prompting. That's not the job of the sword."

Why does this bronze sword speak in an old-fashioned way, as if it treats me like a child.This Excalibur is an old sword that I don’t even remember how old I have lived. I want to laugh at him being so old.

I have been taunting him like this, but Bronze Sword is still silent... "However, I think you look familiar. Have I met you somewhere before?"

Please...don't you use this phrase to strike up conversations with men in their 40s now?I was too lazy to care about him, so I had to close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.Presumably this bronze sword uncle has been imprisoned here for a long time, and he is a little bored, so he keeps talking...

"What's your name? What's it like outside now? Is the leader of the Donghua faction still the old man Taixi?"

Too much breath?Wouldn't it be Dashi Taixi, the founder of Donghua, right?But people who died 500 years ago, could it be that this bronze sword was imprisoned 500 years ago?

Thinking about it this way, he is also pretty miserable.I have been in the sea for 500 years, and he is in this grave.

Is it because the sword has a spirit, so it can't escape the fate of being discarded and finally disappearing in silence?

The sky has darkened unknowingly.The only light source was also gradually extinguished, but fortunately there was still a glimmer of moonlight falling down.Seeing that I didn't pay attention to him, the bronze sword gradually became quiet.He sighed, looked at the small hole above his head, which could only allow a child to pass through, and looked at the limited starry sky with nostalgia.

At this moment, the entrance of the cave became dark.Then a black shadow fell down.

Isn't it... such a small hole can be drilled in?Why?Why does it look like a child?

The short figure walked in quickly, a white and tender face and a pair of big black eyes reflected in the dim starlight.

"Little brat?!" I cried out in surprise.

Yin Fushu showed me a sweet smile, even a little proud, "Brother Heiyu, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you~~"

If I could move now, I would probably be putting my hand on my forehead, "Why are you running around?! What does your father think of you?! Get out of here!"

He gave me a wicked smile, "If I really go out, don't cry in secret~"

This kid looks more and more like his unscrupulous father...

He quickly climbed to the stone platform, his eyes fixed on the bronze sword for a moment.I noticed that the bronze sword was also looking at the little kid.

"It's you……"

What is it?This sentence is strange, the brat is so young, why does the bronze sword speak so familiarly?

Bronze Sword sighed inexplicably.But the little kid didn't seem to hear it, lying on the stone, reading the spells carefully, and then pulled the iron chain that locked me.I said, "Don't waste your time. This is a double-lock spell, which is extremely complicated. I'm afraid your father may not be able to untie it..."

He glanced at me in dissatisfaction, then closed his eyes, bit his finger, wrote something quickly on the stone and the chain, then clapped his hands together, and uttered a string of incomprehensible Sanskrit in his mouth .The charm on the chain suddenly shot out a dazzling scarlet light, and in the next moment, every village broke!

Fuck? !The little kid is so awesome? !It seems that the Enlightenment Education of the Lord of the Evil Resisting Palace is very well done...

However, it wasn't just the chain that was shattered, even cracks began to appear at the bottom of the boulder, spreading rapidly upwards.I felt an unprecedented terrifying evil spirit begin to overflow from those cracks. It was so turbulent that even I began to fear in my heart.I only heard the bronze sword laugh three times, "Thank you! Old friend!"

There was a loud noise, smoke and dust instantly filled the entire Sword Tomb, and the grotto began to shake violently. One after another, the stalagmites above the head pierced into the ground like blades, and they were about to collapse.And the hole that was only big enough for children to pass through just now has become bigger due to the collapse. I quickly transformed into a human form, hugged the little boy and rushed out from the smoke and dust, flying all the way across Penglai Island.Hearing the loud noise from Jianzhong, many Donghua disciples flocked there, but no one chased me and the little boy on the road.Those disciples all looked terrified, as if a catastrophe was imminent, and hurried to the opposite direction from us.

We easily rushed out of Penglai Island and landed on the Pearl Island that the kid had planted before.The pear blossoms flying all over the sky and the sweet fragrance slightly soothed my tense nerves for a day. I put him down and sat down on the ground.This day has been so exciting, I feel that my nerves are almost unable to bear one after another...

"Brother Heiyu, are you okay?" The little boy looked at me worriedly.I smiled at him vigorously, pinched his face, "You have two brushes, you kid. Are you not afraid of being caught?"

He blinked confidently, "Don't be afraid, they can't do anything to me even if they catch me."

I let it go, washed my face by the stream, and washed my dusty hair along the way.The little brat played with my hair vigorously, pretending to help me wash my hair, but in the end he only cared about making trouble for me.

I asked him, "How is the master? Are you still in Donghua?"

The little boy softened his expression, "Don't worry, the snake demon in Jiuli left a medicine, which has a miraculous effect, and now he is out of danger. It's just that he is still awake. He is still in Baizhouyuan."

Qiao Jiashu?

Although I hate him... but this time it's really thanks to this green snake bitch...

On the other hand, I, the supposed guardian, can only watch him bleed in my arms... I can't do anything except kill for him.

I feel a little astringent in my heart.

I got up immediately and planned to go back, so I said to the little boy, "Brother Heiyu, go back first, and you stay here first, the island is dangerous, I will ask your father to pick you up."

After I finished speaking, I spread my wings, but the little kid suddenly grabbed the corner of my clothes, "You can't go back now, the Maoshan people will not let you go. How about waiting until the wind dies down?"

I smiled at him, and he was taken aback for a moment, "Forgive them for not daring to touch this Excalibur, I have to go back and see the master."

At this time, the sky in the east had already dawned, the sea was dyed a bright red silk, and the sun was about to come out.I took a deep breath of the morning sea breeze and spread my wings to ride the wind.

"Is your feelings for your master the instinctive loyalty of Sword Spirit, or something else? Why are you so desperate?"

The question came from behind, but the voice was not a child's, but a male baritone with a bit of magnetism.I looked back towards the island in mid-air, only to see pear trees piled up with snow, blowing away with the wind.