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I thought it was a bloody and sad story of fantasy, but in the end it turned out to be a brain-burning fantasy.

Mu Qingyuan stared blankly at the 'Mu Qingyuan' in the picture. Even though she was unwilling to accept this, she had to admit:

Everything she saw was what had happened to her before.

And there were indeed many problems with her memory.

Lanshan can use tricks to deceive Master Qingzhu and alienate Mu Qingyuan and Qin Yan, but there is one thing that he cannot do by just using tricks to successfully deceive people.

Mu Qingyuan and Qin Yan were planted with the formless nightmare, and this was a fact that was confirmed after being verified by Master Qingzhu's spiritual power.

Thinking back to those bizarre dreams, and the occasional conversations she and Qin Yan had about modern life, Mu Qingyuan roughly deduced the following:

First, she and Qin Yan are both time travelers from modern times.

Second, perhaps she and Qin Yan were leaning against each other during the sacrifice, so the formless nightmares planted on them were of the same origin, and even the modified memories were almost the same.

Third, although Arashiyama did not take their lives, he definitely had other plans.

Fourth, Master Qingzhu found a way to break the Wuxiang Nightmare, but for some reasons, he was not willing to let them use it.

……

Mu Qingyuan felt her head starting to hurt again.

She had a premonition that every time she had a headache, her memory would be revealed a little.

This was probably the punishment she received for escaping from the control of the Formless Nightmare.

But from these memories, she could barely tell that she had been sinking deeper and deeper into the nightmare over the years, being eroded more and more severely. How could she suddenly break free from the shackles of the Formless Nightmare...

"Stupid, of course it is my power that is helping you."

The voice of the Xuan-Yuan Sword spirit suddenly sounded, with a hint of pride in its tone.

"How is it? Are you very glad that you chose me as your natal spirit sword?"

There was still an obvious trace of praise in his voice.

Mu Qingyuan's lips moved slightly and her eyebrows curved.

"Well, I'm very glad."

The Xuanyuan Sword spirit was hooked and said, "Humph, you know what's best for you."

It changed the subject, "But your senior brother is such a scum, actually attacking his fellow disciples!"

The sword spirit cursed angrily: "In ancient times, people like this would be hung up and thrown into a frying pan!"

Mu Qingyuan sighed.

"It would be great if we could bring him down, but I don't expect to throw him into a frying pan or anything like that."

The sword spirit asked in confusion: "Why? Since you have regained some of your memories, why don't you just tell your master and let him make the decision?"

Mu Qingyuan smiled.

"it's useless."

From her memory, she had tried to seek help from Master Qingzhu before, but the other party's prejudice was deeply rooted.

Even if Mu Qingyuan and Qin Yan returned to normal, he would still think that was just them being abnormal.

What's more, they reported and accused Arashiyama... In the eyes of others, wasn't that just crazy talk?

Who is Arashiyama?

The eldest brother of the Sword Sect is handsome and handsome, has superb sword skills, is upright and kind, and is capable of taking on great responsibilities.

Who would doubt Arashiyama's character just because of two lunatics who weren't quite normal to begin with?

I don’t know if it’s because my memory hasn’t fully recovered, but after Mu Qingyuan uncovered part of the truth, although she felt angry and resentful, she didn’t completely lose her mind and was still able to maintain calm thinking.

The most urgent task is to expose Lanshan’s conspiracy... The other party’s plan could not be just to make her and Qin Yan crazy, he must have a bigger plan!

But before he lost his memory, Mu Qingyuan, who was the most gifted swordsman in the Sword Sect and had a natural sword bone, could not withstand more than a few moves from Lanshan. What about Mu Qingyuan who had forgotten many moves and neglected to practice after losing his memory?

If she wants to improve her strength, she has to recall all the sword techniques she had learned from her previous memories.

"If you want to fully recover, you must practice to the Mahayana stage."

The spirit of Xuanyuan Sword gave a timely reminder.

"My power can only help you contain the spread of the Formless Nightmare."

Divine swords inherited from ancient times, such as the Xuan-Yuan Sword, are naturally endowed with the ability to suppress and purify.

If Mu Qingyuan's current cultivation level was not yet high enough, simply removing the Formless Nightmare would be nothing to the spirit of the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

"You are not yet able to fully withstand my power." The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit said bluntly:

"Even if your master came, he could only unleash more than half of my full strength at best."

"I chose you because I was the one who picked you. Only those who are born with sword bones and cultivate them to great power can unleash my full strength."

"Otherwise, even if some crooked creatures get hold of me, I will only be sharper and stronger than an ordinary spirit sword in their hands."

In the final analysis, we are back to the most distressing point.

...still not strong enough.

Now that she had learned that the relationship between Qin Yan was not as bad as she had previously seen, Mu Qingyuan had an urge to help the other party get rid of the Wuxiang Nightmare.

"I advise you not to do that."

The spirit of Xuanyuan Sword did not directly deny Mu Qingyuan's idea, but patiently analyzed:

"Helping her suppress the Formless Nightmare is equivalent to weakening your suppression of the Formless Nightmare you planted."

"It's like robbing Peter to pay Paul, and in the end both walls are crumbling."

"I……"

"Think about it carefully again." The Xuanyuan Sword spirit saw Mu Qingyuan's hesitation and said indifferently:

"I am your sword spirit, and I only care about you."

"If you can't bear to be cruel, then let me be the bad guy."

The sword spirit's voice became softer and softer, and the human figure that appeared became thinner and more illusory.

"…It's time for you to wake up."

The spirit of Xuan-Yuan Sword lowered its eyes, its expression gloomy.

"Try to escape your fate, my... (Master)..."

The voice was so soft that before Mu Qingyuan could hear it clearly, someone shook her awake.

She opened her eyes blearily and saw a distorted face.

It’s Qin Yan.

The other person's eyes were fierce and his eyeballs were frighteningly red.

'Snapped--'

Before Mu Qingyuan could come to her senses, she was slapped in the face and stunned.

"Bitch! What kind of drug did you give to Master and the others?"

"Why are they all so devoted to you?"

"Why did you come to take my place? Why did you show up?"

"Qingzhu Peak only needs one female disciple! Why are you trying to snatch it from me?"

Qin Yan was like a madman, pressing on Mu Qingyuan, with her slender hands tightly pinching Mu Qingyuan's neck, making it difficult for her to breathe.

‘Zheng——’

Mu Qingyuan gathered her strength with great difficulty, and the Xuanyuan Sword moved according to her wishes, quickly unsheathed and swung out sword energy.

Qin Yan did not dodge or evade and took the attack head-on.

Mu Qingyuan stared blankly at the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

A string of blood beads flowed down the corners of the smart jaw, carrying with them scorching heat.

"you……"

Mu Qingyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Qin Yan's eyes were filled with pleasure and ruthlessness, and her slender fingers gradually relaxed the strength of her hands, releasing spiritual energy.

The soreness in my neck quickly dissipated.

Before Mu Qingyuan could figure out the situation, she heard Qin Yan howl:

"what--"