[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

After waking up from this coma, it was already evening, the forest was already dark, and at this time, it was even darker everywhere.Xuan Zhen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had been poisoned by the miasma, hurriedly summoned his true energy and swam through his body for a week, and found that everything was safe, he let out a long breath, and relaxed again.

Looking around again, it was vaguely not the place where he was when he fainted. Xuan Zhen just got up lightly, and felt his body shaking. It turned out that he had landed on a branch, and his wrists were entangled by many green vines and tree trunks. At the same time, the vines are not tightly entangled, probably the person who put him on the tree did not want to restrain him, but just to prevent him from falling accidentally.Although the green vine is flexible, Xuan Zhen's cultivation is not weak, with a few fingers pulling lightly, the vine became two pieces and fell down the tree.

He stood up at the top of the tree, and he was not in a hurry to get down, but frowned and thought.Before the coma, the purple-clothed girl was next to her, and she changed places when she woke up. She was undoubtedly the one who wanted to save herself from the poisonous miasma, but where did the little girl go now?

Just as he was thinking, a singing sound suddenly came from his ears. The sound was not very close, but it was extremely clear in this silent woods. It passed through the treetops, passed under the leaves, and gradually came with the wind. , graceful and melodious, as if it brought a different flavor to this dark place in the southern border full of poisonous flowers and snakes. Xuan Zhen listened quietly, only to feel that the wind blowing from there seemed to be less rotten leaves. The breath of the branches, there is a faint fragrance that is difficult to distinguish.

After walking in southern Xinjiang for the past few days, this is the second time Xuan Zhen heard a human voice. Without hesitation, he drew his right hand forward, and his body bounced off the treetops. When it came out, it stopped exactly where the soles of Xuan Zhenyi's body fell, the tip of the sword slightly tilted forward, and rushed forward at a fast speed.

There was no light along the way, and from time to time, a few branches came out from the night, which taught him to avoid it. The shadows of the trees on both sides kept retreating, and the gray evening fog was also broken by the sword light of the spring water. The big mouth, the song is like a butterfly dancing lightly, flying up and down in front of the sword, guiding the direction.Silently, the misty mist suddenly dissipated, and then there was the sound of cold water.

The movement of the gurgling stream seemed to be cut off by the gray fog, and it was difficult to hear in the fog, but once it broke through the fog, it suddenly became clear. On the contrary, the mysterious song was not disturbed by the gray fog at all, so far away , Clearly passed on.

Flying forward for only a moment, a silver stream appeared in front of the eyes, the water was extremely slow, and the gurgling came out from behind the tree, and the singing still did not stop, stirring down from the upstream of the stream together with the silver and white spray.

The speed of the Chunshui sword also slowed down, Xuan Zhen led it to hang directly above the stream, and slowly drifted forward along the singing.At this time, the residual mist was already like rice paper soaked in water, unable to block people's sight, but after a while, a few wisps and wisps gathered.Xuan Zhen brushed aside the emptiness of gray in front of him, looked straight ahead without hindrance, and couldn't help but a trace of surprise floated on his face.

But I saw that Yinxi River was like white silk, it was divided into two strands by a big snow-white stone, which was very soft, and they joined together again after a while.Water splashed everywhere, ding dong ding dong like beads falling on a jade plate, and the light water mist was like a dream, covering a slender purple figure on the stone like a veil.

It was already dusk, but the girl's body seemed to be glowing with a layer of light, and the already beautiful facial features were even more noble out of thin air. Her bright eyes were good at looking, and she was even more agile when she looked at her. A bit childish.The hem of a purple dress was tied around the waist, revealing a pair of snow-white jade feet swaying the water, and when they dangled, they were in tune with the rhythm of the singing, extremely lively and delicate.

Xuan Zhen stood on the sword and stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly felt a little embarrassed again.It's not that he has never seen a beautiful woman. Among the female disciples on Kunlun Mountain, his junior sisters Suyao and Suxin are rare beauties. Secretly sighed, never moved his mind.But just now, seeing that thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl swinging her feet on the boulder, his heart seemed to miss a beat.

That's a little girl!Xuan Zhen couldn't help but cursed himself secretly in his heart, but his thoughts drifted involuntarily, and he unconsciously felt that this beautiful scene in front of him didn't seem to be the first time he saw it, as if there was such a lovely girl many years ago... Sitting on a big rock... and a pair of green... flower shoes...

"what!"

There was a sudden sharp pain in the back of the head, like thousands of needles piercing the skull, and it seemed that the place was being hacked by an axe, and it was even more like a sledgehammer smashed down heavily, smashing all the inexplicable thoughts that appeared inexplicably.Xuan Zhen put his hand on his forehead, and without his strong support, the spring water under his feet swayed lightly. Finally, the sword was alive, and he managed to lead him to the edge of the stream before he fell down slowly.

"Hey, are you awake?" The singing stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of treading water, and the girl's soft voice gradually approached, "Hey, bad guy, you... what's wrong with you?"

The pain gradually disappeared after a while, Xuan Zhen frowned, his mind was in a mess.This pain is really weird, it often comes suddenly, and then disappears after a while, but it also comes several times, and it can be sustained on weekdays, but if it hurts when Shayao is facing the enemy, it will be...

"Hey, bad guy, bad guy?"

Xuan Zhen thought about it for a while, and then he saw a pair of snow-white bare feet in front of him, and the hem of the purple clothes was still dripping, and looking up, he saw a pretty face with a hint of worry, it was that savage girl in purple clothes.

"...Xuan Zhen is fine, girl don't have to worry." Xuan Zhen stood up, waved the spring water back into the sheath, the wooden knife pendant swayed, and the long silk thread underneath was swaying with colorful colors.

The purple-clothed girl looked at the pendant, she still seemed to like it a little, and finally couldn't help but said: "Hey, villain, I saved your life, you give me that pendant, I don't want your thanks, OK?"

Xuan Zhen looked at the small wooden knife pendant, then squinted at her, and said, "No way. This wooden knife pendant is not worth anything, why do you have to get it?"

The purple-clothed girl was stunned, and curled her lips and said: "If you don't give it, you won't give it. Why do you ask things? I just saw that dead face of the black witch tribe once, and I asked him for it, but he was very stingy, heh heh So what if he doesn’t give it to me, won’t I get one to wear myself? Then I’ll get dozens and hundreds of them and show them to him, and see what his dead face will look like…” I couldn’t help but get angry when I spoke It was bulging, as if he had great resentment towards that "dead face".

Xuan Zhen understood the word "Black Witch Clan" and hurriedly said, "Little girl, have you ever been to the village of the Black Witch Clan?"

The purple-clothed girl nodded, and looked at him inexplicably: "Yes, it's just behind the godswood, don't you know?" She looked him up and down, and suddenly realized, "Ah, let me tell you why the moment I saw you It's weird, and you're still so afraid of snakes...so you're not from southern Xinjiang!"

Xuan Zhen clasped his hands and said: "Little girl, Xuan Zhen is indeed not a survivor of the southern border, but there is an important matter that needs to be settled at the location of the black witch clan. I have been wandering in this forest for several days, but I have not been able to find a place. If you can take me to the Black Witch Clan, I will give you another gift, okay?"

The girl in purple rolled her big eyes, pointed at the wooden knife and said, "Then I want this—"

"This won't work. There are many interesting things in the Central Plains. I'll give you something else, okay?" Xuan Zhen hurriedly interrupted her thoughts and lured her with other things.

The purple-clothed girl curled her lips, rolled her eyes again, and then reluctantly said: "Okay, okay...I don't want anything, but you have to promise me one thing."

"Okay, okay." Xuan Zhen finally found some tricks on the way to coax the child, smiled and said along with her, "But I don't do bad things."

"Well, I haven't figured out what this matter is. I owe it for now...it's okay to take you to the Black Witch Clan, but you have to tell me some interesting stories on the way." The girl in purple said with a smile, "You Just now you mentioned the Central Plains... You must be from the Central Plains? I have never left Southern Border... tell me more about the things there!"

"Okay, okay." Xuan Zhen smiled and said, "Then it's not too late, little girl, shall we go now?"

The girl in purple smiled and nodded: "I already know your name is Xuan Zhen, so let me tell you my name... My name is Zi Xuan, and I am the most important member of the White Witch Clan—"

"Big man!" Xuan Zhen smiled and continued with her.

There was another burst of laughter like silver bells in the forest.