Immortal Sword Ancient Sword - Recalling Dreams

——There are some words that children cannot listen to.

Solanum nigrum floated on the chair, stretching her waist charmingly: "What wind brought you here?"

Murong Ziying didn't look at her at all: "I want to ask about the sword spirit."

Solanum's eyes widened in an instant.

——Could it be that in this world, there are still people who forge swords in such a ruthless way as forging magic swords? !

Murong Ziying closed her eyes slightly, "Do you know that there is any way to save the sword spirit from suffering in life?"

Solanum nigrum was slightly taken aback, and then sneered: "Could it be that Master Ziyin also wants to forge another magic sword?" Seeing his face suddenly changed, he said leisurely: "There is no price for doing anything? The same is true for sword spirits. Yes. Master Ziyin might as well give up this idea."

"Is there really no other way?"

"Yes, but can you do it?" Sneered again, "There is something in the ghost world, before the soul of the sword is fused with the body of the sword, as long as it is swallowed, it will completely cut off all causes and conditions. I don't know what it is What, but its name is—Duan Sheng Pill."

not me

Jimo.

I sat alone in the elegant seat of the teahouse.What he ordered was the best tea, but he couldn't taste it.I was bored in my heart, but my mind was empty and I didn't think about anything.Just sitting and looking out the window, there was a lot of noise and excitement.

Immediately, I heard someone's footsteps, and after a while, I was already sitting opposite me.This person is still wearing a dark purple Taoist robe, and his long hair is tied neatly with a jade belt.Elder Ziyin's disciples, could it be that they are all so rigid?

Piansheng Lingyue's tone of voice was also serious: "I'm looking for you, what's the matter?"

I put the medicinal materials of Kunlin and Hai Haide on the table and pushed them over: "Wang Shu can't thank Elder Sword Holder for giving the sword. I have collected a lot of precious materials during my trip to the East China Sea. I think they can be cast Sword. And this... Dragon King Scale, which is the healing elixir of the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, please also bring it to Master Ziyin from Ling Yue."

Ling Yue looked at me and then at the things on the table, but said nothing.

I smiled: "How is it? The Zhaoyang Twin Swords are excellent. Wang Shu really can't find anything else, so I can only send these scattered things. Please don't make fun of Ling Yue."

Ling Yue's eyes flickered, and he silently put away the things.I took the sleeping courage out of the bag again: "Ah, there is still this little beast, please return it to Master Ziyin... The five poisonous beasts are also rare fairy beasts, it would be a pity to follow me."

Ling Yue nodded and took over the courage.Little courage fell asleep, turned over in Lingyue's arms, and uttered a few "hmmmm" in his dreams.It looks really cute like this, but it's a pity that I can't take it where I'm going.It is a blessing to be able to come back from Guixu, and the next place I am going to is even more terrifying than mountains of swords and seas of fire.In any case, it must not go.

"... I'm taking the liberty. I don't know where the girl got the kun scales? And the dragon king scales..." Ling Yue carefully put the courage on the soft cloth, and even found a piece of rag to use as a quilt .Judging by his posture, he seems to be very used to taking care of others.

I took a sip of tea.The tea was already cold, and I didn't ask Xiaoer to come over to add hot water.No wonder Ling Yue frowned while drinking tea...it was my negligence.Speaking of which, the weather is hot, it should be okay to drink some herbal tea...

I just kept wandering like this, and even forgot what Ling Yue just asked.When he came back to his senses, he had already got up and was about to say goodbye.He hurriedly paid the bill and sent him out, but he didn't refuse.

But before leaving, Ling Yue still hesitated.With courage in his arms, he drew out Feijian, and turned around to ask me: "...what's on your mind, girl?"

worry?What's on your mind?

I smiled and cupped my fists: "Ling is more worried, Wang Shu is doing well now."

"Since the girl said so, Ling Yue didn't ask any more questions. It's just... as a close friend of Master, you still have to take care of yourself."

Best friend... what best friend...? !

"Wang Shu can save himself, Ling Yue can rest assured."

After seeing Ling Yue off, I couldn't hold back the smile on my face anymore, and walked back to the inn by myself.There is a bronze mirror in the room, so I looked at the person in the mirror.Baotou, cat eyes, bright red dress.

——That's what Han Lingsha looks like.

I smiled slightly, and the person in the mirror also put on a smile.The eyes are cold with ice, and the smile is as clear and cold as the moonlight.

... This is the charm of Wang Shu.

Han Lingsha always had a bright expression on her face, no matter how difficult she encountered, that delicate woman never forgot to smile.

Han Lingsha's eyebrows are always raised high, with a lively expression.

Han Lingsha always likes to draw her sword to help when the road is injustice, and she can't see other people suffering.

Han Lingsha...

And I am Wang Shu.

Wang Shujian's sword spirit.

There is no emotional fluctuation, a sword spirit that is free from all living beings.

My expression is always flat and ethereal, without any emotional ups and downs.I'm like an outsider, watching the vicissitudes and joys in the game, but I don't do anything...

——This is the sword spirit, neither human nor ghost, and does not enter reincarnation.

"Heh..." Why did I realize that I'm not Han Lingsha at this moment?

I am Wangshu Sword Spirit, born with Wangshu Jian's aura, and naturally carry the memory of Wangshu Sword's host.However, Wangshu Sword Spirit is by no means the Han Lingsha who was reincarnated a long time ago...

The woman in red in the mirror was still cold and indifferent, even her tears were cold and temperatureless.

Wangshu Sword Spirit...

"Ha, look who I saw? Han Lingsha?! No——you're not her. How could Han Lingsha not recognize me? Hahahaha... You still look like that bitch Han Lingsha!"

Why am I not Han Lingsha?I……

"Hmph, I didn't expect that Wangshu Sword could also generate a sword spirit. If I, Qionghua, could have obtained the power of a sword spirit one step earlier, how could I have fallen to such a point!"

The sword spirit generated by Wang Shujian...

"Since you are Wangshu Sword Spirit, why do you want to look like that bitch! You are a member of the Qionghua faction, but she is the enemy of the Qionghua faction. She is responsible for the downfall of the Qionghua faction—that bitch! Haven't we hurt enough?!"

Something from the Qionghua School...I am Wangshu Sword Spirit...?No, I am obviously...

"Why do you have to put on such an expression? Hmph, that bitch is the last host of Wang Shujian, so you must have got some memories of her? It's ridiculous, do you really think that you are her with her memories! You It's clear that it's just a sword spirit that doesn't, has, passed, and goes, it belongs to me Qionghua, my Qionghua!"

I... have no past... I just got the memory of Han Lingsha... but I look exactly like Han Lingsha...

"Girl, why worry about these things? Hehe...you are indeed a sword spirit, and you have no past, so what does that matter? As a human being, you always have to look forward~ otherwise it would be so boring? Instead of thinking about who you are, why not think about it?" Why don’t you do other things, such as ~traveling all over the world~rescuing souls~can you cultivate into a fairy body sooner~”

Look forward... The words of the woman in white have already shattered all my knowledge of myself, how can I look forward...?

Murong Ziying, real Ziyin...

No wonder you said I like someone else.This is just an excuse, right?I really thought you misunderstood something... It turned out that I misunderstood, I was just being sentimental.What you like is Han Lingsha, who has been dead for 500 years, but the one standing in front of you has Han Lingsha's face, who regards her memory as your own, looking forward to Shu Jianling...

Did you already recognize that I am not her, have you known that I am the sword spirit of Wang Shujian?

Hahaha... This world is really ridiculous!

The sword-holding elder of Tianyong City may really be an old friend of Wang Shujian!As an old friend of Wang Shujian, as a sinner who destroyed the Qionghua faction...

And I am the Wangshu Sword Spirit born 500 years later.I have nothing to do with Murong Ziying.

——Not now, and in the future, there will be no possibility!

cut off love

I didn't go out until dark, just sat in the room.Tu Su and the others have already taken the fairy grass and went to the Qingyu Altar to make alchemy, but I am too lazy to make do with it.There are not many things that everyone can focus on. Even though I am a sword spirit, I can't take everything into consideration.After the Resurrection Pill has been refined into Tusu, Lan Sheng should go home, and I'm not violating Second Sister Fang's instructions.Waiting for tomorrow, I will pack up and go to the extreme north.

In a place of bitter cold, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive, so I won't think about the past that belongs to Han Lingsha, right?

There is a knock on the door.I was a little puzzled, after all Ling Yue had just left, and Tu Su and the others were at the Qingyu Altar, I don't know many people, who would look for me at this time?

When I opened the door, I saw a blue-haired girl, cute and shy.Relying on Han Lingsha's memory, I recognized at first sight that the clothes she was wearing were the "wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirts" that were popular thousands of years ago, but the stitches and stitches were in the style of this dynasty, and it was probably done recently. of.She glanced at me, then lowered her head and asked, "But...Miss Wangshu?" The voice was very small, if it weren't for the sharp eyes and ears of most of the sword spirits, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying.

I answered.The girl's aura is somewhat similar to mine, and it should also be a sword spirit.But for some reason, the spiritual power in her body is ordinary, and it doesn't seem to be very powerful.

"Really... is it really Sister Han?" She opened her eyes wide and looked up at me from top to bottom, with two blushes on her face. "That's great... Xiaokui didn't believe it when she first heard from Brother Ziying that there was a new sword spirit... It turns out that this sword spirit is sister Han... No wonder..."

Brother Ziying?Who is she, Murong Ziying's younger sister...?

"In this case, my sister and Xiaokui also