The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

My mind was blank, almost reflexively, I released all the spiritual power in my body, wrapped the master layer by layer, and weakened the hot barrier that could melt gold.My whole body seemed to be burning and melting, and the pain made me moan uncontrollably.I think this feeling should be similar to the pain of being thrown into the sword-forging furnace where I was born and destroyed, and that's it.

But I know I won't be melted away.For an Excalibur of my level, the only way to completely destroy me is to cast me into a sword furnace.It's just a little pain, and I can't bear it, so how can I say that I am an Excalibur.

It's just... Should I really save Master this time...

I suppressed this thought and tried my best to protect the master.But Daoist Langya on the opposite side...he is so decisive...I'm afraid it's...

Suddenly I heard the master shouting, and the cold air suddenly gathered from all directions, and the surrounding heat collided with it to compete with it, and the circles of air waves shook the entire giant tower like big waves.I felt the temperature around me drop rapidly and condense, and the boundless water vapor flooded my sight.

The master's clothes seemed to be a little tattered by the fire of Nascent Soul of the real Langya, and there were many scars on the skin.His eyes were empty, staring straight ahead.

Daoist Langya was lying quietly on the ground, his clothes were too shabby to cover his body, his hair was like a string winding on the ground, unexpectedly there was a kind of desolate beauty.

The master knelt down slowly, stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch the lifeless face, but he seemed afraid and didn't dare to put it down.I let out a mournful cry, the blade of the sword trembled non-stop, if I had a human body at this moment, tears would already be streaming down my face.

The man who spent his whole life for the Shushan Town Tower passed away just like that.But at the price of his own life, he couldn't hurt his master at all.

Why do you have to do this step?Why even the brother who loves him the most has to be forced to death...

Daoist Langya has also gone, is there anyone who can stop him now?

Is this really the master?Could it be... I never knew him?

The master suddenly took off the Tana rosary on his wrist, put it on the forehead of Daoist Langya, then pulled me out suddenly, and stabbed me into his heart with his backhand!

I couldn't resist his power, I just felt my body sinking into the warm flesh and blood of the master, the incomparably sweet taste swallowed me, but the horror in my heart prevented me from being intoxicated.

The red heart blood flowed down the blade, the master dipped some of it with his fingers, and applied it to the center of the real Langya's eyebrows, muttering words.A mass of soft white light suddenly floated up from the body of Master Langya, and for a flash, it got into a bead of the rosary.The originally ordinary sandalwood bead suddenly shone for a moment, and then the light gradually faded away.

What is the master doing?This looks... like some sort of ritual...

What is the function of the rosary?

The master put the rosary back on his hand, then slowly bent down and hugged the already cold body.But the moment he straightened up, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Owner!"

"Wenxiu!"

The two sounds sounded at the same time, and I saw Qiao Jiashu rushing over to catch the fallen master.

Why was he the one who came in?With such a big commotion, why didn't anyone else come in to check?Qiao Jiashu picked up his master and left quickly. I lay quietly on the ground for a while, and slowly crawled out of the body after the secret formula of Yujian gradually failed.

I climbed to the side of the dead body of Master Langya and looked at him blankly.

This must be a dream...

I shouldn't have come... After I came, why did the whole world suddenly collapse?

I looked up and saw the cracked Tianwang Baojian, it was still so calm, reflecting my dazed figure.

what should I do now?

When going out from Zhenming Pagoda, Shushan was already in chaos.Although it was a mess, it was strangely quiet.

A strong demonic aura filled the air, and when I walked out with some unsteady steps, I was immediately surrounded by a group of "disciples".They were silent, with different lights shining in their eyes, but none of them were human.

A figure in the crowd slowly walked out, with a tall figure, a vicissitudes of face, and a sacred sword light covering the whole body.

It's Uncle Bronze Sword...

I said, "Uncle, I want to see the master."

The uncle said, "The Demon Emperor is injured, and the Green Snake Lord is taking care of him at this time." "Just let me see him..." I begged, "For the sake of my help..."

The uncle thought for a while, and felt a little embarrassed, "No, the Demon Emperor said that you will be sent to the sword mound immediately."

Sword Mound...

I have been to Shushan for more than [-] years, but I never thought that I would see Jianzhong one day.

I stopped resisting and let them wrap the chains of the double-locked spirit array around my body.

The location of the sword mound is in the nameless mountain to the west of Shu Mountain.A stone gate can be vaguely seen between the mountain walls covered by vines, and the nearby vines are overgrown, and it seems that no one has set foot in it for a long time.The sword mound was pitch black, with no light source, and only at the moment of opening the door, saw many shadowy sword shadows, scattered and lifeless.The whistling wind carried a hollow rusty smell, to the sword, it was the smell of death.

My scalp was numb and I was a little timid.Being pushed from behind, he staggered a few steps into the darkness.

Up to now, I am still numb and feel like I am dreaming.

My body was randomly thrown on the ground, and the stone door slammed shut behind me.It was pitch black all around, my spiritual power was locked, and there was no way to make the blade glow.

I shouted, "Is there a sword still alive?"

No one paid me any attention.

I groped and found a place where there was no sword and sat down.The suffocating darkness made me wonder if I actually closed my eyes, as long as I open them, everything will return to the original state.

"Perhaps Danzhuhui, Pojunhui, Longyuanhui, but Yajiu can't. He... is too difficult to control."

The master's words echoed clearly in my ears again.

"No matter what the Crow Nine is, it's just a weapon. If you're disobedient, just replace it."

"Before pampering him was just a whim."

"Yu Jiu, before participating in the sword test meeting last time, you said in Taihu Lake that no matter what happens, you will never leave me. Are you serious?"

"Crow Nine is the first sword of this seat, no one can touch him!"

"Crow Nine... You are different from other swords, you have a strong will. I am afraid that one day you may regret it..."

One sentence, one sound, I covered my ears hard, and didn't want to listen anymore.

Hahahaha, the villain boss with a twisted personality who is burdened with a bloody feud is always by my side, how could such a plot in a popular novel of blood appear to me?I must have got too big a brain and fell into it myself.This cannot be reality.

Yes, just wake up now.

So I lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be an hour, or it may have been a year.My spiritual consciousness was suddenly brought back to clarity by a beam of light from across the sky.

It's like the light that shot into the deep sea more than 60 years ago.

I was stabbed in both eyes by the dazzling person walking in the light, and my whole body was shaking.

"Crow Nine."

The light shone from behind him, and I couldn't see his face clearly.Confused, I reached out to him.

With a low sigh, his hand was held by another cool hand.

I was like a greedy child, trying to get into his arms.The faint scent of sandalwood on his body made me feel very at ease and at ease.

"Master, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that everyone died, and you became the Demon Emperor, so don't want me anymore."

He gently hugged my head, and after a while, he said slowly, "I said... one day you might regret it..."

My whole body was frozen, like falling into an ice cave.

Not a dream?

so what should I do now?

Danzhu said that the sword does not need to judge right from wrong.As long as the sword is loyal to its master, it will be fine.

Really?Why do I feel so scared?

"Yu Jiu, I can let you out. But, you have to remember, you are my sword, Sheng Wenxiu's sword, that is, the demon emperor's sword, not Shushan's sword, and not Huaxia's sword. Do you understand? "

The master's voice was cold, as hard as iron, "If you can't see your position clearly, I can only send you back to Beiming Sea."

I flinched, first shook my head violently, then nodded hesitantly.

I should have listened to Danju long ago..if only I didn't know all this..

Dizzy, he was taken out of the sword mound by his master.In today's Shushan Mountain, the huge figure of Zhenming Pagoda still stands far away, and the numerous palaces on the top of the mountain are still sleeping in the curling smoke.But the surroundings were empty, and the atmosphere had all changed.The former pure and holy aura is gone, only the strong evil aura is compelling, and the strange feeling is pushed layer by layer like the tide.

When I passed Nanting Peak, my eyes widened.Because I saw Guisheng and Duan Yaxu lying on the ground, Qiu Mushuang was tied up, followed by a group of terrified disciples.In front of them, the fox king was lazily sitting on a recliner, and the beautiful fox demon behind him was fanning him.

"Tell me, where did your big brother Lan Tian hide? If you don't say anything, I will kill the next one."

I trembled a bit, and said in a trembling voice, "Master... Gui Sheng and the others are apprentices brought up by you alone! They don't know anything about what happened back then..."

The master gave me a cold look and walked over slowly.When the fox king saw his master, he immediately stood up and nodded respectfully, "Your Majesty."

"Any news about Lantian?"

"This brat has a very hard mouth and doesn't say anything."

"Sheng Wenxiu!!!" Qiu Muxue suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted, "You ungrateful traitor! Brother Lan Tian will definitely bring rescuers! My brother will not let you go!!!"

I was so anxious that my head was sweating, this kid's brain was squeezed by the door? !Shout a fart at this time!What a pit brother! ! !

Not only was the master not angry when he heard this, but the corner of his mouth curled up.He was originally extremely beautiful, and he was always unsmiling on weekdays, but this kind of smile at this time turned out to be endlessly charming.

"If Lan Tian doesn't show up within two days, let's paint the skins of the three of them too."

"Master!" I stared at him with wide eyes, and just about to speak again, I suddenly felt a sharp burst of true energy rushing into my body, causing severe pain like needle pricks all over my body.So I couldn't say a word, so I could only grit my teeth and endure it.

Fox King gathered the cloak on his body, and asked in a low voice, "Shouldn't we also start with Bai Ze's affairs?"

The master said lightly, "Wait after the Ghost Festival."

"At least, please tell me what is the secret that Shushan has kept for 500 years? We should also prepare early."

The master's strength in holding me suddenly became tighter, but his face remained calm, "The time has not yet come."

Fox King seemed a little dissatisfied, and frowned slightly, but he didn't express much.

The appearance of Zhaohua Palace has not changed much, but the former waiters are gone, replaced by fox monsters, walking back and forth with their waists swaying.

It seems that Shushan has been cleaned up...

I gradually figured out something.The red ghost Jiao Ling saw at the beginning was Uncle Liang from the canteen, but the Uncle Liang he saw later must have been a monster with a different skin.They put medicine in the food in Shushan, and at night everyone fell asleep, no matter how big the movement happened, they would not wake up.In this way, they destroyed Shushan in their sleep.

In just a few months, Shushan, which survived Jiuli's fierce attack at the beginning, was swallowed up bit by bit in the end.

From the sleeping hall came the sound of Lingling piano, the melody was lingering and sad.The master opened the door without hesitation, and casually placed me on the table, as if he had placed an ordinary weapon.The sound of the piano stopped, and the master smiled and looked at Qiao Jiashu, smiling so gently, just like he did to me before.

"Why stop? I love hearing you play."

Qiao Jiashu glanced at me with a complicated expression.But he still looked at his master with some shame, "I can't play well without you, so I dare not make a fool of myself."

The master walked slowly behind him, held his hand, and played a series of melodies on the strings.

"It's been so many years, and I haven't had the chance to hear you play another song. Jiashu, you have worked hard these years."

Qiao Jiashu leaned back on his master and closed his eyes slightly, "After waiting for so long, everything will be fine."

Looking at their affectionate appearance, I only wish I was deaf and blind, seeing and hearing nothing.

why treat me like this?

Didn't the master say that he only regarded Qiao Jiashu as a rare confidant?Why now... when did it start?Is that why he snubbed me?

That being the case... why didn't you tell me clearly why you gave me hope for that year.I thought that I finally waited until he noticed me, and finally stood shoulder to shoulder with him...

Does he really think that I'm just a piece of iron with no heart, that I can step on it casually?

A voice laughed loudly in my head, ironically: Yajiu, you have nothing left.

Your Shushan is gone, your master has changed, and your lover doesn't love you anymore.

deserve it!Who told you to know the truth!Who made you wishful thinking!You are nothing more than a sword, why do you always want what only people have!

I'm struggling, I want to get out of here.But the double lock spell on my body is so strong, I can't move at all.

"Wenxiu, I'm not very comfortable if you just put the crow's nine here."

"Okay, if you don't want to see him, I'll have someone take him out."

It was still Heyue who brought me back to Jiange, but it was no longer the same Heyue as before.

I can't imagine how painful and terrified that little sword servant, who always likes to whine, must feel when his skin is peeled off?He grew up in Shushan and never went out to kill monsters. He only knows how to polish a sword, how to bathe a sword, how to massage a sword, and how to bicker with a sword.Sometimes when playing Pai Gow, he would also play two games while the master was away. If there was something delicious, he would secretly bring it back to Jiange for us to eat.

How could such an innocent child encounter such a terrible thing?With so much blood, what exactly does the master want in exchange?

Everyone in the Hidden Sword Pavilion is still there. I counted and there is no missing sword.But everyone was very quiet, so quiet that it was suffocating.

I asked, "What do we do?"

No sword answered.

After a while, I heard Po Jun say, "No matter what the master becomes, he is still the master."

His words seemed to arouse a lot of sympathy, and many swords rustled in agreement.

I turned to Danzhu, "Do you think so too?"

Danzhu looked a little decadent, and the blade had lost its luster.He glanced at me and sighed, "The sword has no position. Whatever the master's position is, our position is. It's useless to feel uncomfortable."

I finally set my sights on Long Yuan and watched him quietly for a while.

"Longyuan, do you know that Qiu Muxue is in Shushan now?"

With a bang, Long Yuan showed emotion for the first time since returning to Shushan, staring at me, "What did you say!"