The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

But she didn’t say anything, she nodded and said expressionlessly, “Okay.”

“You guys go.” Xue Ziyu waved at the team carrying the sword, and everyone ran out towards Lin Zi. Then Xue Ziyu took Su Qingyi to the sword pavilion.

Jiange is a huge high-rise building, it looks like it has more than ten stories high, but after entering, you will find that there are no floors in it. assorted swords. Xue Ziyu stood at the door and said gently, “Little Junior Sister, go in and choose a sword.”

Su Qingyi felt quite novel, nodded and walked into the sword pavilion. Xue Ziyu closed the door and waited quietly outside.

The sword pavilion was very quiet, and when Su Qingyi walked to the center, not a single sword responded.

This was not what she expected. It was strange that a Fu Xiu could be recognized in Jiange.

She Shi Shiran sat down with her legs crossed, and thought about sitting for a while to go out and make a difference with Xue Ziyu, but not long after she sat down, she heard a girl’s voice: “You have a sword in your heart.”

That voice suddenly rang in her mind, just like the system. She couldn’t help but opened her eyes, swept around, smiled and said, “I’m a talisman, and there’s no sword in my heart.”

“You… used to have a big sword.” The girl hesitated and seemed a little uncertain. Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, trying her best to recall it.

Great sword.

This word is very striking and distant.

When she came to the cultivation world at the beginning of the year, she really wanted to be a sword cultivator. She used to play games as a warrior, and even found a place in Jian III. A hidden sword was on her back, and every time she looked With this big sword, blood will boil in the heart.

Everyone has thought of being a hero, a majestic descending from the sky, and a sword and a **** to help the weak. But people in the 21st century are too weak and too small, and everyone’s survival rule is to protect themselves carefully, which is completely different from the world of self-cultivation, where life is against the sky and life is in conflict with the sky.

Dao heart is the most important thing in the realm of comprehension. If the heart follows my way, there is a chance to become stronger, a chance for longevity, and a chance to survive.

Su Qingyi was really not used to becoming a cultivator in the beginning. At that time, she thought about studying hard every day, and carefully huddled behind her master.

Later, she was thrown into the battlefield time and time again, and faced life and death time and time again. For her, death finally became a less important thing. She also finally became a hero.

“The sword is your heart,” the girl’s voice interrupted her thinking, as if she was surrounded by her: “Although you don’t have a sword in your eyes, you have a sword in your heart. Don’t you want a sword?”

“Break the evil, cut the thunder, fight with people, fight with immortals, fight with heaven and earth, fight with the gods of heaven and time, fight!”

“Take the sword as the Dao, use strength to prove the Dao, there are thousands of ways to cultivate swords, where is your Dao?!”

“You want revenge, you want to protect, do you want to kill with killing, or to repay grievance with virtue? Three thousand avenues, why are you?!”

The girl shouted, and Su Qingyi’s heart was buzzing and her blood was boiling. In an instant, she was so shocked that she forgot that she was a talisman, and only remembered that she manipulated the game character, covered in golden dazzling eyes, and a big sword. across all directions.

Where is her way?

She came through, and was born with a sack, with a deep hatred in the blood, and she wanted to assist the Son of Heaven in the fight against luck. She doesn’t believe in the way of heaven, nor in the way of humanity. She has always only known that it is enough to keep her beliefs and be herself.

She once believed in taking kindness as the way, doing good deeds, and being a good person, but this way of thinking was so fragile that she fell into a demon when she was Ran Yan. If it was said that her enchantment was misunderstood and framed by others at the beginning, but then she killed tens of thousands of cultivators who chased after her, at that time, she was indeed a pure demon cultivator. Because of her Taoism, Cheng Chengchen was shattered when she was deceived, insulted, misunderstood, hurt, or betrayed.

When she is a good person, she will not be a good person because she cherishes herself in the 21st century, how can she be a good person?

So her Dao, in essence… is no Dao.

Su Qingyi opened her eyes abruptly, as if she was stunned, Huaguang burst out from her body, and her consciousness buzzed.

“My heart has no way, I’m not right…” She murmured, and then heard the voice of a girl: “Fu Xiu Jian Xiu is all cultivation, as long as you have the heart of the sword, the sword will be hidden in your heart. Su Qingyi, you Willing to take the sword!”

Picking up the sword, since then, I have stepped into the path of sword cultivation, no longer relying on external objects, a sword in one body, breaking the yin and yang of the universe, and establishing the heaven, the sun and the moon.

This is a completely different path from Fu Xiu. If it is said that Fu Xiu is powerful by virtue of the power of heaven and earth, then Jian Xiu is strong because of his own strength.

Can you take it?

She went against the sky and wanted to help a person who was originally a villain to ascend to the throne. If she wanted to rely on others, who knows, will heaven and luck abandon her in the end?

She has a deep hatred of blood, and the enemy may be the son of luck. If she relies on foreign objects, how can she win the favor of luck alone?

Thinking of this, Su Qingyi suddenly became clear, she raised her head with bright eyes, and said loudly: “Su Qingyi takes the sword!”

In an instant, a golden sword flew out from the high wall and smashed into the bluestone floor of the sword pavilion, raising the lime. The sun shines in from the window at the top of the sword pavilion and gathers on the golden sword, making the golden color flow slowly in the sunlight like flowing water.

Su Qingyi’s heart was surging, as if something was calling her desperately. She stepped forward and saw the big sword, with a golden blade, a black blade, and a cirrus pattern printed on it. It looked shockingly beautiful. On the end of the sword were written two vigorous and powerful characters, “No Way.”

She stretched out her hand, brushed the blade slowly, then grabbed the hilt with both hands, and pulled the sword out sharply.

The large sword of at least 50 kilograms caused Su Qingyi to stagger abruptly. Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, then she heard someone from outside open the door and said gently, “Congratulations to Junior Sister Su for finding her sword.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Ziyu was stunned. He set his eyes on the sword in Su Qingyi’s hand for a long time, and finally said, “Junior sister’s sword… is indeed very special…”

“I don’t know how to live or die,” the girl in the sword snorted coldly, dissatisfied: “Take me out, look at you weak chicken, it is estimated that you can’t carry me.”

Su Qingyi didn’t speak, she looked up at Xue Ziyu, beckoned and said, “Senior brother, can you help me lift the sword?”

Xue Ziyu smiled, walked into the sword pavilion, jumped, and fell to the position where Wudao was just now, slapped the wall, a huge scabbard flew out from the wall, Wudao immediately flew up by himself , slammed into the scabbard, and flew back to Su Qingyi’s side, leaning against her like a person.

Su Qingyi was finally able to hold it in his arms, Xue Ziyu leaped to Su Qingyi’s side and said earnestly, “Junior sister, today I will teach you the first lesson of swordsmanship, that is, you must remember that swordsman’s sword is yours. If you give your own sword to others, it is equivalent to handing over your life to others. Especially after you have your own sword of life, you should not give it to others at will.”

Hearing this, Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a moment, she cautiously said, “Senior brother, what do you mean… I can’t have someone carry this sword?”

Xue Ziyu nodded: “Not only can you find someone to help carry the sword, from today onwards, Junior Sister should carry this sword with her to get used to its weight. Today, Junior Sister will take the sword back first and hold it up for half an hour. From tomorrow onwards, the junior sister will participate in the morning exercises and morning classes on time, and practice basic skills as required. Oh, since the junior sister has already established the foundation as soon as she came in, she has to pick up the monthly tasks of the teacher.”

“Senior brother,” Su Qingyi said earnestly, “When I finish this, will the peak master accept me as a disciple?”

Hearing this, Xue Ziyu’s expression froze, and after a while, he showed a solemn expression and said, “Junior sister, in fact, the peak master has never accepted a disciple, so I guess I can’t teach you well.”

“It’s fine, I don’t mind.”

“The peak master has public lectures every month, and the junior sisters go to see it. In fact, they are regarded as the disciples of the peak master. Moreover, there are many elders in our peak. You can choose any one to be the master.”

“No, I must worship Daojun Jingyan as my teacher!” Su Qingyi was very determined, Xue Ziyu thought about it, sighed, and whispered: “Junior sister, tell me the truth, are you just aiming for the peak? The Lord entered the Heavenly Sword Sect?”

“Yes!” Su Qingyi said calmly, “Am I not being obvious enough?”

Xue Ziyu showed a sad expression, shook his head, and patted his shoulder: “Junior sister, the brothers of our peak are your strongest backing. If the peak master really doesn’t want you, you still have us.”

After speaking, Xue Ziyu turned and left. Su Qingyi was holding the big sword. She wanted to stop the other party, but she suddenly remembered that she was going to compete with the sword, so she took out a cloth strap from the Qiankun bag and tied it to the sword. With the sword in hand, he followed Xue Ziyu out.

Xue Ziyu walked quickly, Su Qingyi followed for a while, and seeing that he didn’t mean to stop, he went back to his yard, thought about it, and raised his sword.

Take half an hour, right?

She can!

And the big sword that she raised did not hesitate to laugh at her loudly.

“Ouch, you who just built your foundation won’t be crushed to death by me?!”

Su Qingyi thought about what was wrong with her at that time, and then answered the sword…

“You laughed happily, didn’t you?” Su Qingyi smiled, released her Mahayana consciousness and rushed into the sword, and saw a pink-clad girl with a ponytail, the girl froze when she saw her, and for a long time, she finally said: “You Tell me, you didn’t take the house, did you?”

Su Qingyi rolled up her sleeves and said softly, “You still have to ask me about such an obvious thing? Isn’t it possible for Laozi to have a Mahayana period? Didn’t you just bully me when I just built the foundation? Laozi can’t bully others, and he can’t bully you. A sword spirit?”

As Su Qingyi spoke, she walked towards the girl who was retreating. Wu Dao finally showed an expression of begging for mercy: “Master, master, grandma… It’s my fault, I have eyes and don’t know Mount Tai… Ah! Don’t slap your face!”

On this side, Su Qingyi was beating the sword spirit. On the other side, Xue Ziyu came to Qin Zichen’s room and said respectfully, “The Peak Master.”

The door opened without wind, revealing the arrangement of the room. This room is built on the edge of a cliff, and there is no wall in the direction close to the cliff, so you can see the pines and cypresses of Cangshan Mountain and the endless sea of ​​clouds in the distance. Under the eaves next to the cliff, there is a thin rope, and under the thin rope hangs copper bells with sheets of white paper, which tinkle in the wind. There is a futon under the copper bell, and Jianxiu in white sits on the futon, his hair is loose, and the jade sword is placed on his knees.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be meditating. Xue Ziyu respectfully knelt to the ground and said softly, “Peak Master, Junior Sister is in the sword pavilion, and got the sword ‘No Dao’.”

Hearing this, Qin Zichen slowly opened his eyes and murmured, “No way…”

He knew the sword. When he entered the sword pavilion to choose a sword, he thought that if Su Qingyi was here, he would definitely want that sword.

After nearly fifty years, she finally came and finally got hold of the sword.

“Peak Master…” Xue Ziyu hesitated, Qin Zichen glanced at him and said lightly, “Speak.”

“Junior sister seems to be determined to only be your disciple…”

“Oh.” Qin Zichen didn’t care, he had already seen this kind of stalking tricks. Wasn’t her first step in chasing him back then was to let him be her math teacher to make up lessons?

After so many years, there is no improvement at all.

But this time, he won’t be fooled.

So he closed his eyes and said lightly, “Take care of her, I don’t accept apprentices.”