The protagonist can't possibly want to tease me

Except for Tianwen, the rest were all given to him by Gu Huanqing.

"This is your sword?" Gu Huanqing saw Tianwen for the first time, and the strong hostility and coercion made him frown slightly.

"Ah."

Gu Huanqing frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then said, "Forget it, although the spirit soul is gone, the remaining part is enough for you to improve your cultivation, and it is still a good thing."

Shen Xian nodded obediently.

Gu Huanqing saw how he was acting obediently with his tail between his legs, couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently pinch his cheek, then ignored the other party's stunned place, turned and left with a chuckle.

Rubbing his fingertips, the smile on Gu Huanqing's face never faded.

If it is said that his feelings for Shen Xian were restrained intentionally at the beginning, then now he is letting it develop.

The warmth and softness touched by the fingertips is the sweet rain that cannot be obtained even if you look at the world.

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"You kid, you're kind of interesting." The man in front of him was a middle-aged man with a decent appearance. Facing the bloody young man with a fierce aura, there was no trace of fear or malice in his eyes, but a faint interest, " Do you want to become stronger?"

"Yes." Shen Xian saw the young man answer, his voice was indifferent but very firm.

He saw a strange scene again. This time it seemed that several years had passed since the last time. He could clearly feel the young man's stature elongated, exuding a youthful and mature aura.

"Okay!" Before he could figure out what was going on, the middle-aged man smiled in satisfaction, and as soon as he flicked his sleeves, the scene around him suddenly changed. He led himself into a beautifully decorated lobby.

Space split!

Shen Xian was amazed that this middle-aged man actually had such profound cultivation, he could directly split the space to where he wanted to go, and made the most of shrinking the ground to an inch.Such a handwriting is already on the verge of transcending catastrophe.

The middle-aged man sat on the chair in the hall, resting his left hand on his cheek, looking down at himself, his demeanor suddenly changed, the gentleness and interest in his eyebrows and eyes just now disappeared, and only indifference and arrogance remained in his eyes, as if Look at the cold eyes like ants.

"Adore me as a teacher, and I will help you become stronger." The man said.

His heart trembled heavily, even Shen Xian, who was a bystander, could feel the boy's excited and complicated emotions, but it was only for a moment, and the other party quickly calmed down.

So calm and restrained, it doesn't match his age.

The young man thought for a short moment, then knelt down on his knees, solemnly kowtowed to the person seated, and said: "Disciple Lian Yu, I pay my respects to Master."

Lian Yu, Lian Yu again.

Even though he had expected it in his heart, when he heard the name, Shen Xian's heart still jumped.

What is the situation?Why is he seeing this?

Who is Lian Yu?

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, restrained the aura around him, and the arrogance he had just disappeared immediately, replaced by a gentle relative.

"It's time to change the sword in your hand. Go to the sword furnace to forge your own sword. Come and see me when the sword is forged."

"Yes." Lian Yu stepped back, followed the attendants to get the materials, entered the sword furnace, and began to refine the sword.

After decades of beating and refining, the prototype of the sword has become more and more obvious with the passage of time.Except for the basic rest, Lian Yu spends the rest of his time on sword refining. He never borrows external power, but uses his own hands to polish bit by bit, and polishes his Dao heart together.

Time is like running water, and when Lian Yu left the customs with the sword he forged, 70 years had passed.

After Lian Yu washed up briefly, he went to visit Master. 70 years have passed, but the exquisitely decorated courtyard is still the same as yesterday. Master is still sitting on the first seat in the hall. smile.

He took Lian Yu's sword, brushed his fingertips over the blade, and showed satisfaction: "This sword is not bad. It seems that you have put your heart into it for 70 years. Have you named the sword?"

"It's called Tianwen." Lian Yu said.

Ask the sky with the sword, prove the way with the slaughter.

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Shen Xian blinked, waking up from the dream just now, her heart was still in shock.

Tian Wen turned out to be Lian Yu's handwriting, Shen Xian called out Tian Wen with a complicated mood, and slowly stroked the sword with his fingertips, just like what Lian Yu did in those 70 years in the dream.

Years have changed, but Tianwen has not changed at all, but compared to the purity at that time, the current sword body is full of hostility and murderous aura.

He stroked the blade lightly, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Could it be God who made me see Lian Yu's memory many times?

"Lian Yu..." Shen Xian murmured softly. Compared with the scene he saw when he touched Tianwen at the beginning, the young Lian Yu didn't have the dominance of the demon king who waved his hands and overturned the mountains and rivers later, but that indifference was Never changed.

Perhaps, what message did Tianwen want to convey to himself?

Putting away Tianwen, Shen Xian turned his head to look at the bed, but Gu Huanqing was not by his side.

Where will he go?

Shen Xian frowned and thought, but suddenly his expression changed slightly.

The moonlight was dim, and the layers of leaves blocked it, completely blocking the faint moonlight.

Gu Huanqing walked slowly across the land full of fallen leaves, through the dense forest, and walked to the wooden house.

After leaving Yuanhe for so long, the other party must have lost his composure.Gu Huanqing's eyes gradually turned cold, and he gently opened the door.

The stagnant air was slightly moved by the airflow, gently lifting Gu Huanqing's hair hanging down his cheeks.

He turned his head to look at Yuan He who was sitting on the bed, and called softly, "Master."

The old man on the bed opened his eyes as if he had been awakened from a dream, and saw a young man with gentle brows standing upright not far away, his cloudy eyes lit up a bit: "Huanqing...you are here."

Gu Huanqing looked at Yuanhe with concern: "Master, what's wrong with your body?"

The boy's eyes full of worry and concern made Yuan He's eyes brighter.

The boy in front of him is so young, so pure, so beautiful... as if he was a gift from heaven.To me, he was so perfect, wasn't it for this purpose that he was accepted as a disciple at that time?

Yuan He suppressed his excitement, and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Huanqing, come here, let me take a good look at you."

Gu Huanqing stood there silently without moving.

"... Huanqing?" Seeing that the other party was still not moving, Yuan He felt a little anxious in his heart, but his face remained calm, "Master has no strength, come here and sit here with Master."

Gu Huanqing turned around and said, "It's too dark in the room, I'll go and light the lamp."

"Don't turn on the lamp!" Yuan He sternly yelled, he knew exactly what he was like now, and he didn't like the light shining on his withered body.Realizing that his tone was too intense, he calmed down again, "Come here, I can see you clearly."

Gu Huanqing still didn't move, he stood there, looking at Yuan He coldly, his dark eyes were extremely cold, as if he had seen through all false appearances.