Reality and Games of Ancient Swords

Yu Qi bent one knee, propped his elbow horizontally, looked at the endless sea in front of him, and said, "How did you find her? Before I went down to the world, I was still wondering whether the person you were looking for existed or not." .”

The beards trembled, Changqin raised her paws, grabbed the three beards on her cheeks, and meowed softly.

"Are you curious why I became what I am now?" Yu Qi's face and body were covered with blood-red patterns, which were cumbersome and weird patterns that only sword spirits could have. "Do you still remember what happened in Anyi back then?"

Speaking of Anyi, Changqin thought of that day when Emperor Xi's outrage almost wiped out the human race.

Nodding, it said: "Meow."

"At that time, Emperor Xi was wounded by a sword made by Xiangyuan, a swordsmith of the Anyi Department, and he has kept it in his heart ever since. After that, Emperor Xi ordered us to forge the most powerful and powerful sword. Condensed by the clear energy of Zhou Tian, ​​the stardust containing the residual prestige of the ancient god Pangu and the essence of frost and snow from the top of Kunlun are refined into Zhaoming." Referring to the past, Yu Qi's expression was a little confused. "At that time, I didn't know that although Zhaoming had a powerful sword heart that governed all kinds of fierce forces, it was difficult to maintain the balance of sword heart, jade soul, and stardust. It is stronger and more difficult for a long time. Later, when the Tianzhu collapsed, you were demoted to the earth, and Master Zhu Rong and Gong Gong were sent to the abyss in the east of the Bohai Sea to return to the ruins. After a thousand years of thinking, it was difficult to mend the sky. So he activated the divine sword Zhaoming, went to the East China Sea to kill the giant turtle, took its feet to support the four poles, temporarily stopped the collapse of the sky, and the flood that had never receded slowly receded, and the cracks in the sky were repaired soon. However, Zhaoming was broken and damaged after this battle, and he was no longer in the form of a divine sword..."

"Meow?" So you went to confront Lord Xihuang?

Chang Qin, who knew Yu Qi's temper well, immediately guessed what Yu Qi had done.

Yu Qi's eyes were half down and he said: "I'm too obsessed with swordsmithing. It is the lifelong wish of all swordsmiths in the world to be able to forge the strongest sword in the world like Xiangyuan. But how many people in this world can become Xiangyuan? That day, in order to unravel the mystery of Zhaoming's shattering, I did not hesitate to contradict Emperor Xi, and even went down to the realm privately in a rage... I was unwilling to go down to the realm, so I forged another sword with the method of casting Zhaoming, which is now Han Light. Cracks appeared in the Light Han sword before it was cast. How could I be reconciled, so I put my own blood into the sword casting furnace and suffered for three full days and nights before being reborn as the sword spirit of the Light Han Sword..."

Lifting the paw and sticking it on the back of Yu Qi's hand, Chang Qin could only comfort him in this way.

"Thank you, I'm really happy to see my old friend." For thousands of years, since he became Hanguang Sword Spirit, he has never been so happy as he is now. "In the past thousands of years, I have been involved in tribal disputes and family and country turmoil countless times... I was unwilling to be used by others, so I fell asleep by myself. Occasionally when I woke up, seeing the face of the current sword master, I would think that this person is What kind of thing... But the next time I wake up, the sword master has changed to another person. Everything in my body has been turned into dust, and the past and the future are confused... Only the breeze and bright moon are as before...Prince Changqin, you are alive It will last longer than me, can you see through it?"

The eyes of different colors flickered, and the little black cat raised its head and looked at Yu Qi. After a while, a strong sarcasm flashed in the little black cat's eyes.see through?He sees far more thoroughly than Yu Qi.

Yu Qi said indifferently: "The longer I live, the more I know that everything will perish... As time passes, I no longer dare to pour too deeply..." The sword masters around him changed one after another, how dare he pour more emotion into it? ?Back then, before the Han lightsaber was made, it was circulated.Everyone who uses the Han Light will be absorbed by it in order to replenish their own insufficient spiritual power. This is also the reason why the masters of the Han Light Sword in the past have all died suddenly. "You are better than me. The person you are attached to and devoted to is extraordinary. She can accompany you for a long, long time..."

When Ji Yan was mentioned, Changqin's eyes flashed with tenderness.

Yes, Yu Qi was right, he was luckier than Yu Qi because Ji Yan was by his side.For decades, hundreds of years or thousands of years, she will be by his side for a long, long time.

"Your friend? Changqin." The voice that suddenly appeared behind frightened Yu Qi and Changqin. Both of them were stunned for a moment, and then Qiqi turned around to see a young man in a water-colored dress with half-up long hair. The woman stood behind their spirit cat.

"Meow~" got up, came to Ji Yan's feet, and rubbed it with its head.

"My name is Yu Qi." Yu Qi got up and looked at Ji Yan. "It's the first time I've seen you."

"Ji Yan." Unable to perform the ancient ritual, Ji Yan clasped his fists.

Yu Qi stared at Ji Yan, squinted his eyes slightly, and said, "You have a sharp sword intent on your body, but it contains a very shallow evil spirit." Yu Qi is a sword spirit, so he can naturally feel the breath of other magical weapons.

"You said it..." With a wave of his hand, Hui Xi appeared in front of him.

Seeing Hui Chu, Yu Qi's pupils shrank slightly, and said, "This is..."

Ji Yan said: "I don't know the origin of Huixi, I only know that Huixi contains a strong evil spirit, which is very fierce. On weekdays, I have been using my spiritual power to suppress its evil spirit, so few people can feel its existence. "

"Where did you get it?"

Ji Yan shook his head and said: "It was recognized by it after it was discovered by accident, and it has been with me for a long time since then."

Yu Qi said in a deep voice: "It will choose you because it belongs to Yin, and you just happen to be the most suitable to be its sword master." Ji Yan is a ghost and immortal, and belongs to Yin, so he is most suitable for Hui Shi, who also belongs to Yin. "This sword is unique in its fierceness. Do you... use it frequently?"

Ji Yan nodded and said: "In the past, in the Red Realm, you could only use it. To win, to fight, after all, I can't even remember how many times I used it. Anyway, I only know that Huishi is very powerful. It's easy to use." She also liked Hui Shi quite a bit.

Yu Qi stared at Hui Chu, suddenly stretched out his hand to touch it, and said, "Can I take a good look at it?" He was obsessed with casting swords, and today he was really excited to see a pair of such delicately forged swords. Happy.

Ji Yan said: "Of course it can." Then he moved Hui Chu to Yu Qi.

Yu Qi stretched out his hand, touched Hui Chu, and held them in the palm of his hand. The coldness that rose from the bottom of his heart made Yu Qi have to admit that the swordsmith who forged this pair of swords was very powerful.

Under the roof, Wen Renyu was still holding two Chinese cabbages in her hand. She looked up at Ji Yan who suddenly disappeared from the kitchen and reached the roof, and saw a petite boy floating in front of her, and couldn't help but rush away. Le Wuyi who came over asked, "Wuyi, who is he?"

Le Wuyi twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "He is the sword spirit of Han Guangjian, named Yu Qi." As he said that, he said with a very subtle expression: "What the hell is he coming from?"

Xia Yi looked at the opposing sword in Yu Qi's hand, and said, "The opposing sword in Senior Yu Qi's hand gives people a very ominous feeling."

Le Wuyi was not as sensitive as Xia Yize, he felt that the opposing sword was very beautiful, much more beautiful than the Han lightsaber. "Really? I think it looks pretty good, and it's very suitable for Ah Yan to use."

"Is that Ah Yan's sword?" Wen Renyu looked at the sword in Yuqi's hand.

Xia Yi said: "It's really not easy for Ah Yan to be able to control this sword." He cultivated as a fairy with the body of a ghost and lived for thousands of years. People are her opponents.

Wen Renyu withdrew his gaze from Hui Eclipse, continued to stare at Yu Qi, and said, "Why did this senior sword spirit appear? Could it be because he felt the aura of facing the sword from Ah Yan?"

Le Wuyi curled his lips and said, "He and Ah Yan's cat are old friends."

Wen Renyu: "..." What the hell?

Xia Yi said: "It seems that this little black cat named Changqin, Ah Yan, is not an ordinary little black cat. He and Senior Sword Spirit have known each other a long time ago."

Wen Renyu was surprised: "..." I didn't see any difference at all, it was just more spiritual than ordinary cats! !

Xia Yi said: "Prince Changqin is the full name of the little black cat."

Wen Renyu: "...!!" The name is very familiar, as if I have seen it in some file!

Xia Yi continued: "Very familiar name, isn't it?"

Wen Renyu nodded.

Xia Yi said: "Zhu Rong's son, an ancient immortal, the number one music fairy in the Three Realms." It's a pity that there are not many, very few stories about the prince Changqin.

Wen Renyu now remembered that in the Book Pavilion in Baicao Valley, there was a file about the ancient times, in which the name of Prince Changqin was mentioned.Raising his head suddenly, and looking at the little black cat on the roof, Wen Renyu's expression became extremely strange. "Why did the ancient immortal become a... cat?"

Xia Yi said: "The world is ever-changing, thousands of years have passed, who knows what will happen to the so-called immortals?"

Le Wuyi said beside him: "No matter what, the ancient immortals or something, it sounds like they are very powerful!!"

Wen Renyu looked at Le Wuyi with a dull expression: "..." This person is really...unspeakable...

Suddenly, Le Wuyi seemed to think of something, one hand clenched into a fist tapped the palm of the other hand, and said: "If it is said that he and Changqin are old acquaintances, then... Could it be that Yu Qi is also an ancient immortal?"

Xia Yi said: "There is a possibility."

Le Wuyi said: "Then why did Yu Qi, who is an ancient immortal, become the sword spirit of Han Guangjian? Is he stupid? A good immortal should not be a sword spirit?"

The spirit, the ghost, and the cat who listened to the conversations of the three below on the roof: "..."

As soon as Yu Qi raised his hand, a thunderbolt fell on the sunny sky, and it struck Le Wuyi directly on the top of his head.

"I'll go! Why is it thundering again on a sunny day!" Immediately looking over his head, Le Wuyi shouted in bewilderment.

Xia Yize & Wen Renyu: "..."

Yu Qi handed the wisdom in his hand to Ji Yan, and with a slightly gloomy expression, he turned around to look at Le Wuyi below, and said, "What did you just say?"

Le Wuyi looked at Yu Qi, knowing that this bad-tempered sword spirit was angry, but he was right. "I said, are you stupid? You shouldn't be a good immortal, but you want to be a sword spirit..." He said the last two words very lightly.Because Yu Qi's expression really didn't look very friendly.

"Shut up!" Yu Qi raised his hand and a thunderbolt struck again.

Le Wuyi immediately jumped behind Xia Yize, and said, "Stop! Stop! I'm wrong, okay? Don't be thunderous. If you have something to say, talk it out, talk it out...!"

Ji Yan: "..." When I played games before, I didn't realize that Le Wuyi is such a magical existence. Now it seems that it is not easy for this child to live well enough to defeat the big boss Shen Ye.

Changqin: "..." So stupid, the boy's family members let him out with confidence?

Suddenly, I feel sorry for Shen Ye and other people in Liuyue City... Such a stupid and cute hero, why did they lose?

If it weren't for the two Chinese cabbages in his hands, Wen Renyu would have stroked his forehead long ago.

Stupid.

Xia Yi glanced sideways at Le Wuyi who was hiding behind him, couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Le, you'd better apologize to Senior Sword Spirit."

Le Wuyi: "..." Hey QAQ