The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 15

The glare of the sun sneaked in from the gap between the closed curtains, and the alarm clock set on the mobile phone screamed unwillingly.

The fresh breath in the morning violently expels the darkness that belongs to the night, announcing the arrival of a new beginning.

"...um, uh."

Struggling to rub the heavy eyelids, Nan Sixian sat up in a daze, and escaped from the embrace of the gentle sleepy god.

Again, a strange ceiling.

Just as Nan Sixian lamented the repeated experience helplessly in her heart, the strange sense of disobedience made her chaotic brain a little clearer.

----wrong!Not unfamiliar at all, this is... the ceiling of my house.

The reality that was too unbelievable made her pupils shrink suddenly, and then she threw off the girly quilt on her body at a speed almost beyond the limit, and rushed out of the bed.

Random Japanese-style decorations, a dazzling array of hand-made doll models, psv and ps4 that are already eating dust, and... her unparalleled handwritten manuscript!

correct!There is no doubt that this is her home!

Nan Sixian hurriedly brought the phone in front of her eyes, opened the lock screen tremblingly, swallowed her saliva and nervously looked at the time written on it.

【2016年，6月10日，am9：00】

how could it be possible!Isn't this the day before she traveled to that cultivation world?

Could it be that she is wearing it back again?Instead, it was a day earlier?Or were all those incredible experiences just her dreams last night?

Travel through the matter of being the eldest daughter of the Nan family, the matter of being excluded and being bullied, the matter of gaining the system to step into the field of cultivation, and the matter of encountering the magic cultivator who almost lost his life.

Is all of this just my own imagination?

So...that snow-like woman who is always annoying and hard to miss is also fake...

"no!"

Shouting unconsciously, Nan Sixian, who was in a mess in her head, suddenly felt a burst of unbearable sadness rising from her heart. The ominous premonition that she might lose an important treasure made her unable to continue thinking.

Sizzling, it was as if the noise of the old TV with poor signal was circling in her ears, and then, the dizziness of spinning around broke out completely.

"Hmm."

Clutching her head with both hands at a loss, Nan Sixian felt that the whole world was shaking violently, and she fell to the ground when her feet were unsteady.

It hurts so much... I want to vomit...

She struggled to sit up, but she couldn't do anything. Instead, she turned her body around, and her eyes were darkened, she fell down and completely lost consciousness.

"■■, hello! Are you okay?" "■■, what's wrong with you! Wake up."

———It’s so noisy!Don't you know how to be considerate of patients? !

The gentle and worrying calls in his ears continued, and Nan Sixian had to stroke his forehead, barely opening his eyes from the dizziness that didn't know when to recede.

Mysterious pale pupils, impeccable and perfect face shape, what caught my eye was a handsome face that could definitely be given a five-star rating.

It seems that because Nan Sixian finally woke up, the man's sad face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an intoxicating smile.

That smile is as gentle and heart-warming as the sun full of brilliance, enough to dispel all gloom.

When she chooses comics, she prefers to read them, the two-dimensional type of loyal dog and warm man.

For some reason, such an unrealistic thought immediately came to Nan Sixian's mind in a daze.

"Phew. You're finally okay. I was scared to death when I saw you lying alone in the room."

The magnetic male voice maintained that smile, sincerely expressing his joy for her awakening.

Obviously someone I don't know at all——

"Well, who are you?"

Nan Sixian shook her head to shake off her confusion, got up from the man's lap, rubbed Chuchu's temples, and asked this stranger who suddenly appeared at her house.

"Nonsense again! Every time I play like this, even I will be angry." The man showed a grumpy and helpless expression, and rudely stretched out his finger to poke Nan Sixian's forehead and said, "I still say you are heartless." The little things have had enough fun and want to change boyfriends?"

Boy friend……?How could she have that kind of thing?Since she was tricked by that bastard and sent the video to everyone in the class, she has never had any contact with any male creature alone.

Reality should all explode, she has a Two-dimensional Goddess and Goddess is enough.

Obviously it should be like this——

However, Nan Sixian recalled his words in his mind.The memory of the first confession, the memory of the first date, and the memory of getting along with each other for the first time, all emerged clearly.

how come? !She actually has memories about him.

——Could it be that the things I thought about myself and time travel were really just a dream that was too real?

"I'm sorry, Li Xinmo. I may have just... slept a little sleepy, but I'm fine now."

Laughing secretly at himself for almost treating the dream as reality, Nan Sixian folded his hands together and bent down to apologize, sticking out his tongue pretending to be cute.

Although she accepted this situation on the surface, she couldn't stop the inexplicable loss rolling in her chest. At the same time, she always had a disgusting feeling of wanting to vomit when she came into contact with this man like this.

This is impossible, she still has an existence that she must never forget, but, I can't remember, the blurred black and white over there...

Zizi...that inexplicable noise again...

"It's fine. Then, can we still go on the date we agreed on today?" Li Xinmo asked with a picky tone as he stretched out his hands to mess up her hair with a smile.

"Well! Wait for me to change my clothes!"

The girl in red who ran back to her room alive and kicking was full of rare innocence.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see the coldness in Li Xinmo's eyes——

***

On the outskirts of Yuyue Town.

The originally desolate scene now seemed even more frightening.

Mo Xiu, who was lucky enough to escape his life, disappeared into the distance like flying the moment Ji Xue stopped, but the tragedy he left behind still tortured the poor earth.

The destructive aura caused by the extraordinary self-destruction of the Nascent Soul cultivator scattered in all directions, sweeping across hundreds of miles.

And compared to this ordinary aura impact, what makes people even more troublesome is the endless howling of the dark wind and the vision of thousands of ghosts weeping blood like ghosts.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Jade Gourd is something that this magic cultivator is similar to a natal magic weapon, plus he still relies on a strand of his own soul as fuel to activate the unfinished Jade Gourd.

Therefore, when he resolutely blew himself up, it can be said that the myriad ghost jade gourd that was connected to his life also completely blew himself up.

Tens of thousands of unjust souls of monks, together with the crazy resentment of being unable to escape the illusion forever, lost the restraint of the jade gourd and became brainless and erupted.

The young practitioners who were originally imprisoned in the meson space were thrown out directly, and at the same time, under the guidance of the ghost who wanted to be reborn, Qiqi fell into the illusion of inner demons.

As a rookie in cultivation, Nan Sixian was no exception. No, it might be better to say that she was even worse than the other little foundation-building monks.Although this guy's state of mind has been raised to a very high level by Ji Xue, an irreparable defect has also occurred.

The heart demon, the most terrifying opponent that a cultivator has to face on the road of seeking the Tao, but she has never even encountered it once, and she has never even heard it mentioned.

The persimmons wanted to be picked softly, so normally, the souls of those monks rushed up one after another, scrambling to enter the unsuspecting Nan Sixian's body, hoping to be reborn and seize the opportunity.

The ghostly atmosphere disturbs the world, and the life of the beautiful woman is at stake.Faced with this situation, Mo Jian, who had no return to his sword, had to withdraw his intention to kill for the first time, and hurried to Nan Sixian who was among the ghosts.

The urgency of the situation did not allow for much thought, Ji Xuemeifeng calmed down and showed seriousness, and suddenly, the sword element that was supposed to suppress that was finally going to be liberated.

I saw that the jade-like beauty moved again, three thousand white hairs danced without wind, and pointed to the extreme luck, the pure sword energy in the body flowed backwards and rushed straight to the sky.

Idealism and Dao, the peak sword intent, guided by the Wuji sword essence, merged into the ultimate swordsmanship, it is exactly——

"The god of Luoshen washes away the smoke and dust."

Crisp sound, extremely aroused.

Ji Xue raised her finger, and the sword of pure consciousness and ink sword merged into one. Immediately, the magic weapon was lifted upside down like a moon, and the sword of thousands of thoughts was cut out in a circle.

The sound of the Zhidao sword confuses the heart of heaven, and the sword of the supernatural sword makes people's souls.The sword energy swayed, the sword intent sounded, and a heart that had been sublimated for thousands of years sang the sound of the sword amidst the grandeur.

Looking back, it was——

Wan Jian clears the way, followed by Xue Mo.

Endless ink marks poured into the ghost room, and the soul vomited and mourned, adding a bit of coldness to the broken sword.The silver light and snow light all over the sky danced lightly, and the ghosts and ghosts in front of me swung out thousands of miles of swords and snows, penetrating and impeccable.

The red overflowing from the swordsman's mouth reflected the frightening white, and in that soul-eating ink color, a life-threatening ghost condensed, washing away the smoke and dust of the mortal world.

It's like, the gods came to the world...

"What's wrong with her."

Putting the black sword back into its sheath, Ji Xue forced herself to suppress her injuries and resealed her sword essence, but she first asked Xuan Cangyin who helped Nan Sixian up.

"..." Xuan Cangyin bit her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed and said, "It's not so good, Sixian was completely pulled into the illusion by the inner demon, and there are countless things that haunt her. The evil ghost covers the sea of ​​consciousness, and my consciousness cannot touch her at all..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Ji Xue leaned over and rolled up her hair by her ears, and with her dumbfounded expression, she pressed those cold and seductive lips to Nan Sixian's mouth.

"You are insane! As a cultivator, she was expelled by the soul-invading Shang Ke's Spirit Treasure Pill, but with your will sword practice, unless the soul of the soul can be hated one day, she will always be entangled in evil thoughts, and the body will be damaged by resentment !"

The depression in her heart was unbearable, Xuan Cangyin couldn't help screaming, there was envy and distress, and more of it was indescribable madness.

The fact is just like what she said, Ji Xue is certainly not that shameless person who took advantage of others.Since Xuan Cangyin said that those wronged souls interfered with her consciousness, then it is enough to lure the wronged souls away?

She thought so and did it.

"Save her." The cold man said flatly without even raising his head.

save her.Such a simple word hit Xuan Cangyin's heart, but it was like a heavy hammer falling, and she could hardly control herself.

No matter what price you pay, no matter what difficulties you face, as long as something happens to Nan Sixian, this person will no longer see any choice, only rescue!

Xuan Cangyin knows this better than anyone else, and also hates it more than anyone else.

"Oh, I'm so stupid." Xuan Cangyin lowered his head weakly, and said with a self-deprecating smile, "You love her so much, why would you care about a little bit of wronged soul?"

The girl's weeping tone is the sadness of sinking, and the withering buried in history.

"How do women talk about love? I promise her a safe journey, and she will be the escort."

Hearing the words, Ji Xue raised her head inexplicably, looked at Xuan Cangyin who had a weird face, and corrected her solemnly.

At this moment, she is still far from aware of that obvious thought, what if she breaks through it in advance first? !

——— Really stupid, stupid...

"I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue." Xuan Cangyin shook her body, wiped the corners of her eyes and said with a smile, "The wronged soul is cleared, I'll bring Sixian back!"

She silently recited Taoist formulas, with blue light lingering on her fingertips, she tapped on the forehead of the unconscious Nan Sixian, and concentrated on driving away her inner demons.

Daowei is boundless, but within a moment, Nan Sixian, who had fallen into an illusion, finally woke up, but——

"Please, let me go, please let me go! Go away, don't come here! Don't come here!"

Accompanied by the heart-piercing screams, the red-clothed girl who finally woke up had an expression of horror on her face.

She pushed away the two people around her, curled up like a prawn and hugged herself tightly, presumably she had experienced a terrible experience in that illusion, right?

———A mere illusion can make herself like this, there is really no way to deal with her.

Ji Xue sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to give up her reserve and hugged the trembling Nan Sixian, using her own warmth to help her get rid of her fear.

"With me, don't be afraid."

The cold and familiar tone entered Nan Sixian's ears, making her involuntarily feel an indescribable sense of security.

The physical and mental pain tortured by Li Xinmo before, and the fear of being entangled and torn apart by countless evil spirits, suddenly dissipated as if blown away by a strong wind, leaving only the comfortable and soft touch from the cool body. Soothes the heart.

———It's cold and warm at the same time, so strange.

Nan Sixian, who finally settled down, sniffled, buried her head in the ditch on Jixue's chest, and uttered a short nasal sound aggrieved.

"Ah."