Something's wrong with my sword spirit

The head teacher pleaded: "Junior Brother Ye was seriously injured, and only a wisp of his soul consciousness was scattered. Only floating flowers from all over the world can be saved, so the immortals should have borrowed it from the Supreme God, but the disciples are blind and don't know the true face of the Supreme God. I am eager to save people, but I did not notify in advance, I beg God to forgive me.”

Yan Jin seemed to see nothing in his eyes, only the sword in his hand, he stroked the head of the sword lightly, and called out in a low voice: "Qing Heng, Qing Heng?"

After unlocking the sealing technique, the sword body didn't respond anymore.

He called twice again: "Qing Heng, Qing Heng?"

Everyone was afraid to say anything, they had just seen the horizontal sword, but in this situation, there is nothing much to say about being taken away by the god.

The sword spirit could no longer be summoned.

Already in the fairy gate, Qing Heng was too close to his strand of soul consciousness. After being summoned, he unconsciously hovered in Luoxuezhu, approaching the strand of soul consciousness that had his memory. The body, its ability to attract soul consciousness is much greater than others, and it can only be this strand that can return other soul consciousness to its place.

Yanjin closed her eyes.

More than ten years ago, Ye Rongxue went to Chimu Mountain to seal him. Although he was unconscious, he thought he was a divine beast with his own protection mechanism. It was difficult to seal him. Ye Rongxue was injured because of this, and his soul consciousness penetrated into the sword.

It was so!

It was Ye Rongxue who went away with the sword back then, and personally sealed him, turning his soul consciousness into a clean one.

Today he came with the sword and personally returned his Qing Heng to the Xianmen.

From now on, only Ye Rongxue will wake up in Chen Mingzong, and there will be no more Qingheng.

But there was only Ye Rongxue in this world, and there had never been any peace.

He snorted lightly, sighed in self-mocking, smiled coldly in the fierce cold wind, and threw the flower in front of the head teacher: "Here you are."

The head teacher was in a hurry to catch the flower, but he hadn't reacted yet:

I hoped that he would let his junior brother go, why, not only did he let him go, but he also wanted to save him?

However, God has already left on the clouds.

Even if he didn't leave, he didn't dare to ask.

The headmaster who got the Floating Flower of the Four Seas greeted the others again and again: "Follow me quickly to Luoxuezhu."

In the Luoxue building, the floating flowers from all over the world hold up the ray of soul consciousness, the floating light flows, the blue light shines brightly, and Qing Heng suddenly feels a huge attraction in the space where he can't see his fingers.

But he wanted to grab everything: "I don't want to go, I don't want to go..."

The blue light gradually faded, and a human figure slowly appeared in the ice coffin, and gradually changed from transparent to solid, and the floating flowers of the four seas floating on his face disappeared, turning into rays of light and penetrating into his heart.

After all the rays of light melted in, the body of the person in the coffin became warm, and blood began to appear on the face.

People around shouted anxiously: "Junior Brother, Master..."

The person in the coffin opened his eyes, and glanced at the scene in front of him in bewilderment. Halfway through, his eyes suddenly showed panic. He hurriedly sat up and crawled out of the coffin, pushing away everyone and staggering out.

"Senior brother..."

"Master, where are you going..."

"Master, you haven't put on your shoes yet..."

Everyone hurriedly followed, but not as fast as him, and just after they left Luoxuezhu, they saw their Ye Xianzun leaving on the cloud.

Above the clouds, Yan Jin looked at the people around him angrily: "Why are you following here?"

Beside him was Yue Xiaohan, who was holding his arm tightly and looking down in horror: "I don't think Master is very happy, I don't worry, Master, please slow down, I'm afraid of heights."

"If you slow down, you might as well go down."

"How about we go down?"

"I don't want to walk." Yanjin slowed down.

A wind was heard and a cloud overtook them.

"Look, it's so slow, it's overtaken by others." Yan Jin said, and saw that the cloud was blocking them in front, so he had to stop.

Xiaoyue was closing his eyes, feeling stopped, opened his eyes in doubt, looked at a cloud in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment.

Qing Heng, no, Ye Xianzun of Chen Mingzong, he didn't wear a coat, didn't tie his hair up, and didn't wear shoes, he was breathing slightly in the cloud, his eyes were trembling.

Xiaoyue looked at the people around him again, his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't see anyone coming.

Neither side spoke.

Xiaoyue thought for a while, took a step forward, then backed away after thinking about it, grabbed Yanjin's sleeve and said, "My master respects him..."

"Yes, he is your master." Yan Jin turned his gaze, "Tell your master, get out of the way."

Xiaoyue didn't dare to speak, he looked at Ye Rongxue and called softly, "Master?"

Ye Rongxue didn't look at him, and didn't seem to hear his voice, her eyes were always looking at Yan Jin.

Xiaoyue scratched his head, and said to Yan Jin: "Master, he didn't remember his identity as a fairy before, but now that he returns to Chen Mingzong, maybe... he won't remember when he was in Chimu Mountain again."

Yan Jin's eyes darkened for a moment, and he sneered: "Wouldn't that be better."

"Master, do you really think so?" Xiaoyue looked back and forth worriedly, "Do you really want Master not to remember you?"

This address made Yan Jin raise his eyebrows, heh, it's a big deal.

Xiaoyue said to Ye Rongxue again: "Master, do you know me, I am... just recently joined your sect, this is my master..."

Yanjin raised his eyebrows again.

Ye Rongxue probably came too hastily, or maybe she's not in good health yet, she was still panting heavily, and still didn't speak.

Xiaoyue pulled Yanjin's sleeve and shook it: "Master, are you leaving just like this?"

"Why, if I don't leave, should I wait for him to seal me again, or let me get back the old debt he sealed me before?"

"But..." Xiaoyue continued to pull his sleeves, accidentally tore off an object, and it fell on the cloud with a ding ding dong dong. He quickly picked up the copper-colored bracelet and blew on it.

Ye Rongxue over there breathed calmly, frowned slightly, stepped forward slightly, very nervous: "That's mine."

"Ah?" Xiaoyue raised his eyes, realized after a while, and quickly stuffed the bracelet into Yanjin's sleeve, "It's yours, it's yours, I just accidentally knocked it off."

Looking up at Yan Jin again, he saw that his expression changed slightly.

The clouds and mist swayed under the feet, Yanjin came and went, and looked sideways at the fairy: "Do you remember?"

Ye Rongxue nodded, not daring to look at him, she lowered her eyes.

Yan Jin looked at this person, it was still cold in the spring, he was only wearing unlined clothes, barefoot, the tulle clothes moved with the wind, his hair was not tied in a bun, and the hair fell messily on his shoulders.

This thin white dress is the uniform dress of Xianmen, Yanjin has never bought a pure white scabbard before, nor has he seen him in white clothes.

Three thousand peach blossoms are not as good as their faces, and the flowing wind and snow are not as good as their appearance.

Such eyebrows have not changed at all.

His eyes slid across that side, and fell on a lock of his hair that moved with the wind: "That's in Chimu Mountain, do you remember who you were?"

"I really didn't know at first." Ye Rongxue raised her head quickly, "My soul consciousness merged into Qing Hengjian, I really thought I was a sword spirit."

"and after?"

"Later..." The person in front of him bowed his head again, "I still didn't remember it later, but I heard others say it, and I know my identity."

"But didn't tell me?" Yanjin stared at him again.

Ye Rongxue met his eyes for a moment, then immediately lowered her eyes.

How dare he say it at that time.

"Make way." Yan Jin said again.

He didn't move, wanted to explain, but really didn't know where to start.

Yanjin repeated: "Make way."

He had no choice but to take a step back, seeing the person in front of him passing by, he still wanted to stop him from behind, but he hesitated to speak.

Yanjin speeded up in the clouds, Xiaoyue yelled, he stopped helplessly, and sighed to Xiaoyue: "Don't follow me, your master has already returned, so you can practice better in the future."

"Master..."

"I remember, you are still going to practice the ruthless way, right?"

Xiaoyue hurriedly raised his hand and swore: "I will definitely cultivate the way of ruthlessness, and I will never change it again."

He nodded lightly: "You go back." After saying that, no matter whether Xiaoyue heard it or not, he had already taken advantage of the wind and left quickly.

In the cold wind, he held the bracelet in his hand for a few glances, and when he landed, he still put the bracelet in his sleeve.

On the top of Chen Mingzong's mountain, many immortals and disciples have chased after Ye Rongxue, surrounded Ye Rongxue, and greeted him back to Luoxuezhu.

After some greetings, the people finally dispersed, leaving only a few direct disciples and the head teacher. He cleaned up his clothes, a pure white long-sleeved gown, and a silver high crown to tie his hair.

Yu Chi brought a bowl of medicine: "Master drinks the decoction made from spirit grass on the mountain while it's hot. Now that the soul consciousness has just gathered and is still unstable, it can be recuperated by medicine."

The medicine smelled very bitter, he didn't want to drink it, holding it in his hand in a daze.

The head teacher paced back and forth in front of him: "It's over, it's over, will God come to make trouble again?"

Yu Chi said: "If he refused to let Chen Mingzong go, he wouldn't just burn down our main hall today. We believed the rumors wrongly, but that's not what Chen Mingzong said. It's been said all the time. We are not guilty of it." To death, I don't think he will come."

"It's true that just believing in rumors is not a crime of death, but didn't Junior Brother Ye go to seal him more than ten years ago, this..." The head teacher felt that he should not let this account go, but after thinking about it, he threw it again today. Floating flowers from all over the world, I didn't understand for a while.

He walked up to Ye Rongxue: "Junior Brother Ye, how did you seal him back then, and why did you penetrate into the Qingheng sword?"

Ye Rongxue frowned and put down the undrinked medicine bowl: "I only remember that I was seriously injured at that time, and I can't remember how it was sealed."

"This……"

"If I want to kill or cut, I will follow him, and I will definitely not embarrass Chen Mingzong."

"What are you talking about, Junior Brother?" The head teacher patted him on the shoulder, "Let's see if he will come or not, Junior Brother, don't worry, I am the head teacher of Yishan, and I will call you Senior Brother, no matter what. standing in front of you."

For several days in a row, Chen Mingzong was quiet and no one came to look for him.

The head teacher gradually felt relieved that the divine beast would not come to embarrass them anymore.

They knew the mistake and corrected it, and immediately revised the relevant records on a large scale.

So the world knows that the red dragon was not responsible for the flood disaster, but since the disaster happened, there must be a reason for it, but Chen Mingzong couldn't explain where the "cause" was for a while.

Yanjin was lying on Chimu Mountain, holding the newly brewed green plum wine, sometimes laying a chessboard under the pavilion, and occasionally lying down and sleeping in the cabin.

He wiped his swords every night as usual, and he bought a lot of scabbards in various colors, changing them every day.

After wiping it, put it on the bed on the second floor. Anyway, it was empty anyway. At first he wanted to dismantle it and replace it with a sword case, but later he found it troublesome, so he didn't change it.

Now that he can stand up, it is much easier to walk. There are multiple beds on the second floor, so he can go to sleep even if he has nothing to do.

Sleeping in two beds alone, life is quite leisurely, he thought.

Lying on the bed, turning his face to see the paintings next to the bookcase, sometimes he could not fall asleep, got up and took the paintings out of the frame, and copied them in front of the desk, but he never had the talent for writing and painting, no matter how he copied them, he had no choice but to give up. Put the picture back in the frame and hang it up again.

Every morning, the small animals in the yard start to make noise. He has to get up early to feed them. The little sheep don’t need to worry about grazing by themselves, but the chickens have to eat broken rice and earthworms, and the ducks have to eat small fish. Shrimp and fish also eat earthworms, cats eat fish, parrots eat millet, and bunnies eat carrots and Chinese cabbage.

Chinese cabbage...

These days, I’m too lazy to turn over the leaves. I have a pile of Chinese cabbage in the kitchen. After marinating several jars, there is still a lot left. He used to eat a lot of cabbage, but now he doesn’t want to eat it anymore, so he keeps stocking it.

In Chen Mingzong, Ye Rongxue sat in front of the house, looking at the snow on the mountain.