wine hit fairy

A spiritual bird like Jiaosi can understand human speech.

Little Soybean poked its head out after hearing Lu Xiaochan's words, but seeing those people approaching fiercely, it retracted its head again and nestled into a fur ball.

Lu Xiaochan got angry: "You useless fart! I should have turned you into a roasted bird when I picked you up!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaochan freed one hand, flicked it under the straw basket, and a burst of spiritual energy directly sent the young bird of Jiaosi into the sky.

The baby bird spread its wings and hovered in the sky.

Lu Xiaochan dragged these people into the court with the Qingyuan Curse, and he shouted: "I know you have a conscience! If you meet good people in the future, save them! If they are bad people, bully them!" Yours, those who are not good for you, then ignore them! Put a fart on them and kill them!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xiaochan's Qingyuan Curse was broken by them.

Countless black swords charged straight at him. Luckily, Lu Xiaochan reacted quickly and cast a curse again, but even if he could block these swords, he couldn't block the sword energy. He was knocked out and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that his alchemy had been injured by the shock, and he was afraid that he would never be able to stop them with spells.

Master Chen couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't want Lu Xiaochan to get in the way anymore, his sword flew towards him, trying to pass through Lu Xiaochan's sea of ​​pills.

The young bird of Jiaosi opened its eyes wide. Looking at this scene, its eyes suddenly turned red, and it swooped down, like a sharp knife, piercing through the head of Sect Master Chen.

Sect Leader Chen was killed immediately, his eyeballs were about to burst.

Lu Xiaochan had already closed her eyes and waited for the pain in her chest to be pierced, but the sound of the sword falling to the ground rang in her ears.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the young bird of Jiaosi rushing out of the body of head master Chen, and then pierced into the bodies of other people.

"Little soybeans—"

He supported his upper body with one hand, like a scythe waving across the sky, Taoist disciples fell down one after another wherever he went.

Immediately afterwards, it flew in front of Lu Xiaochan, with a palm-sized body, but spread its wings to block Lu Xiaochan.

Lu Xiaochan's consciousness was fuzzy, and he reached out to touch the baby bird.

"Little soybean...how come you are so big..."

He coughed and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Only then did he realize that Xiao Huangdou was afraid that he had seen his parents killed, wandering alone in the dark night, and was finally picked up by Lu Xiaochan, and now he saw Lu Xiaochan being besieged by everyone in order to protect it , life is at stake.

It is angry, it is terrified, it is unwilling, and it hates everyone who wants to kill it!

At the moment when Lu Xiaochan almost died, she finally exploded!

It wants revenge!

Revenge on those who killed its parents!

It has received warm care from Lu Xiaochan, so it wants to take revenge on those who hurt Lu Xiaochan!

Its roar is sharp and crazy!

Anyone who rushed up was bitten by it with hatred.

Lu Xiaochan clenched her fists.

not like this.

It can't go on like this.

If Little Soybean harbors hatred in his heart, not only will he no longer be able to save anyone, but hatred will make him even more lonely and painful!

Lu Xiaochan stretched out her hand, wanting to touch its head.

But not enough, not at all.

Is there any way to get rid of the evil spirits in its body...to make it clear and free?

Suddenly, a page of Tailing Pavilion's medical incantation appeared in Lu Xiaochan's mind. The incantation was light and undulating, as if it could reflect the most beautiful appearance of all things in the world.

"Little Soybean...you look back at me..."

The young Jiaosi bird flew back, covered in blood.

It shook its head, shook off all the blood, and lowered its head to rub Lu Xiaochan's outstretched hand.

Lu Xiaochan's blood was dotted between the eyes of Jiaosi's young bird.

In an instant, everything seemed to have borrowed a trace of aura and formed a great curse, surrounding the young bird of Jiaosi.

"Little Soybean...from now on...you won't hate...because of your hatred, I took it away for you..."

Lu Xiaochan's vision gradually blurred, his body bears the hatred of Jiaosi, and every time it hates, it leaves a deep bloodstain on Lu Xiaochan's body.

The Jiaosi young bird flusteredly rubbed against Lu Xiaochan, licked his wound, and then it understood that all its hatred would be exerted on Lu Xiaochan, the more it cared about Lu Xiaochan, the more it could not hate anymore up.

Until its red eyes gradually turned into a clear fluorescent blue, Lu Xiaochan fell down.

This is the supreme curse of Tailing Pavilion's medicine - Tailing Clear Space Mantra.

Existence is born out of nothing, existence is born out of nothing, and one thought produces ten thousand thoughts.

If you have boundless obsession, I will accept it.

In the sky above Wujing, Yang Cang was meditating, with a little blue bird resting on his shoulder.

The blue bird closed its eyes, curled up into a small ball, and stuck to his neck.

The owner of this blue bird is not good at concentrating soul, and it was about to dissipate. Yang Cang slowly opened his eyes, looked at it, and gave it a little bit of spiritual energy with his fingertips, and condensed the little blue bird.

But the little blue bird still disappeared.

Yang Cangcang's fingertips stayed there, as if he realized something.

With a lift of his finger, he summoned his own sword, and stabbed it into the sword of understanding stone, suppressing Wuwu Jianhai for him.

Turning around, he jumped down from the unintentional sky.

Before Lu Xiaochan's eyes, he seemed to be watching flowers on horseback. He knew that he was going to die, and he suddenly wondered whether all this was a dream or real.

Yes, or no?

Is it all a dream now?

Or the one who was protected by Shu Wuxia and went to Yechuan to forge swords is the real one?

Just as he breathed his last breath, he was picked up.

...Is it Kunwu?

It was Kunwu's blue bird biography that made the master come to them...

Vaguely, something warm touched his lips lightly, and the thick spiritual energy slowly entered between his lips and teeth, wandered through his internal organs, and healed all his wounds.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw a face that surprised him so much that his heartbeat couldn't be calmed down.

"What's your name?" the man asked him.

His voice was cold and isolated, listening to it made Lu Xiaochan think of the cold night that was about to pass, and a soft light falling on the snow field through the gaps in the clouds.

It's Shu Wuxia... This voice is Shu Wuxia!

I thought I was dreaming, but you are not in this dream!

"Yeah, you're dreaming."

The Jiaosi young bird in front of Lu Xiaochan suddenly spoke.

Everything seemed to stand still, whether it was those Taoist disciples who had just recovered their sanity, or Kun Wu who broke free from the shackles of evil spirits and came running, or Shu Wu Chi who was hugging Lu Xiaochan at the moment, everything here seemed to be illusory , only Lu Xiaochan is real.

He sat up and looked at the young bird: "This...what's going on here?"

The young bird's aura suddenly surged, and the vigorous aura flooded everything Lu Xiaochan could see.

The surroundings became dark, Lu Xiaochan couldn't see anything except these spiritual waves, and he returned to the state where he could not see with his eyes, and only his wisdom eyes could recognize living things.

The spiritual waves gathered violently, forming a human form.

Even Shu Wuxia doesn't have such a vast aura, even a mere physical body can't bear it.

"You... who are you?" Lu Xiaochan asked.

"I am Ye Hua Yuanzun."

His voice is distant but mellow, filling all the gaps in the vast world, and seeing the vicissitudes and changes of tens of thousands of years.

Lu Xiaochan was shocked, they searched all over Yechuan with Yuanshen, but they couldn't find Yehua Yuanzun, but now he appeared in front of Lu Xiaochan?

Lu Xiaochan looked at everything around her, and suddenly realized: "Everything that happened here... is not true?"

"Here, what is true for the past is illusory for the present."

"What do you mean? I don't understand!" Lu Xiaochan stood up and walked towards Yehua Yuanzun.

He wanted to see clearly this Yuan Zun who had gone through prehistoric changes, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just a group of collected aura, like an unpredictable sea, like a distant and untouchable galaxy.

"Existence is born out of nothing, and existence is born out of nothing. The world's obsession is nothing more than this."

Yuanzun Ye Hua suddenly came in front of Lu Xiaochan, and his spiritual sea engulfed Lu Xiaochan.

The seemingly vast torrent of aura rolled in, and Lu Xiaochan subconsciously closed his eyes tightly. He thought he would be crushed into powder, but he didn't expect Yehua Yuanzun's spiritual sea to be so soft and all-encompassing, let alone a Lu Xiaochan?

"Yuan Zun...what I have experienced is your trial for me?" Lu Xiaochan asked.

The voice of Yehua Yuanzun came from all directions: "That is not my trial for you, but your own choice - crossing one thing, but crossing all things. There is a saying in Buddhism, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Into hell'. Did you see hell?"

"If there is no obsession in the heart, where does the hell come from in the three thousand worlds?" Lu Xiaochan replied.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

Amid Ye Hua Yuanzun's long laughter, the spiritual sea that enveloped Lu Xiaochan gradually dissipated.

Lu Xiaochanzhi felt her body sinking and fell into the abyss.

The surrounding area is shaking, about to shatter.

"Little Chan! Little Chan! Wake up!"

When Shu Wuxia's shout came, Lu Xiaochan suddenly opened her eyes, and found that she was hanging on the edge of a huge hole, which was the crater of Chiye Mountain!

If Shu Wuxia hadn't grabbed his wrist, he would have fallen down long ago.

He heard the roar that lingered upward from the depths of the ground, and the entire Ye River finally woke up after a long hibernation.

Its heart was beating, it was breathing, and Ye Chuan came alive.

Lu Xiaochan was teetering in the air, his feet were getting hotter and hotter, could it be that the magma was churning?

He lowered his head, he couldn't see ordinary magma, but at this moment he saw the tumbling magma constantly filling the hole.

Shu Wuxia called Lushu, and he threw Lu Xiaochan onto Lushu's back, then turned on his back.

Lu Shu quickly left the huge hole.

When Lu Xiaochan heard the roar of Chi Ye Mountain, her body and mind trembled.

"How is this going?"

"Do you still remember the hole I took you into?" Shu Wucha asked.

"Remember! It's the one at the entrance of the cave that says, "Being out of nothing, being out of nothing"? After we went in, I got separated from you!"

"It's not that you got lost, but that the cave came to the end, which is the crater of Chiye Mountain. You stumbled and fell, and I almost missed you."

Lu Xiaochan was startled. According to what Shu Wuxia said, they entered that cave only for a moment, but they entered another world for several days and nights!

He became a disciple of Tailing Pavilion, his eyes were able to see everything, he experienced the plague in Linzhou, he even saved a young bird of Jiaosi, and followed Kunwu to Mount Zhuxu.

Is it all just my own illusion?

The magma continued to boil, and the entire Yechuan was about to burn, and the world was scorched to the point of twists and turns.

No matter how high they fly or how far they go, they will always be swallowed by the lava of Chi Ye Mountain.

It erupted and magma flowed.

What Lu Xiaochan saw was the erupting spirit sea.

"Brother Wu Xia, I seem to have gone to another world in the cave... I have experienced some things, and finally I saw you..."

"That is the 'dusty' world created for you by Ye Hua Yuanzun. In that world, everything is true for you, and every choice you make will affect yourself, but will not affect the present world."

"That's why Yehua Yuanzun is not dead!"

Shu Wuxia looked up at the sky, where the sun was scorching, and said, "His cultivation has already surpassed the limits of human beings, he has abandoned his physical body, and his primordial spirit has merged with the entire Yechuan. This is the real life of the heaven and the earth."

Lu Xiaochan was extremely surprised.

Shu Wucha took out Changyan's ribs from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Lu Xiaochan.

"Little Cicada, now that Ye Chuan is recovering, the lava in Blazing Volcano is the spiritual sea of ​​Ye Hua Yuanzun. To calm the spiritual sea, it must be forged into the ribs of Chang Yan."

"Okay...shall I just let it go?"

"It's best for you to be one with this sword. What kind of sword do you want?"

"Brother Wu Xia, what about your sword?" Lu Xiaochan asked.

"When my sword was cast, I didn't recognize its owner. It was my ancestor who brought it back. It is rumored that my ancestor stood on the top of Chiye Mountain, and he thought of all the people in the world."

"The common people in the world...it's so boring..." Lu Xiaochan cocked her mouth.

"Later, I read the daily notes left by the patriarch. He said that he gave his heart to others, and the common people would no longer be in his eyes."

"I guess he forged the sword to protect his sweetheart." Lu Xiaochan raised her face and smiled at Shu Wuxia.

Shu Wuxia lowered his head, his hair torn by the wind brushed over Lu Xiaochan's forehead and cheeks, like a never-ending gentle comfort.

"You say whoever he wants to protect, that's who he is protecting."

Shu Wuxi was so obedient and obedient, which made Lu Xiaochan laugh out loud.

"Everyone says 'chunmeng has no trace', seeing you, I always hope that everything can leave traces."

Shu Wucha didn't answer, but he hugged Lu Xiaochan tightly.

"Existence is born out of nothing, and existence is born out of nothing. No wonder Yehua Yuanzun's cultivation has reached this level... Dependent origin and extinction, it's all about the mind, why bother to leave traces?"

If your sword is to protect the common people in the world.

Then my sword will protect you.

If I keep you, I will keep my life.

"My sword, let's call it 'Wuhen'."

After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaochan closed her eyes and let go of Chang Yan's ribs.

It fell and fell into the lava.

The spiritual sea in the volcano was even more turbulent, as if trying to break free from Yechuan's shackles and reach Tianting directly.

In an instant, it fell straight down again.

Lu Xiaochan tilted her ears and heard the lava hitting Changyan's ribs, it was a test of thousands of years of hard work.

Every slap is powerful, like countless thunderbolts.

Before Shu Wucha led Thunder into the battle, Lu Xiaochan felt that the momentum was amazing.

Today, the general trend of the world is converged in the Chi Ye Mountain, rushing and surging, all gathered on one rib.

Normally, Lu Xiaochan would worry about whether the ribs of the spirit beast would be broken, but at this time Lu Xiaochan could hear Chang Yan whispering in his ear, low and tenacious.

Lu Xiaochan lowered his head, and the continuous heat wave seemed to be scorching his soul.

He saw Chang Yan's ribs gradually appearing in the shape of a sword in the spiritual sea, and surrounded by spiritual light, it was stronger than when it was entwined by the spiritual vine "Qianli Chanjuan".

During the 81 days of forging, the dawn of sunrise, the evening of sunset, the cold moonlight, clouds, mist and rain all fell into it.

It was only then that Lu Xiaochan realized that what forged this sword was not just the lava from the spiritual sea of ​​Chiye Mountain, but the essence of the heaven and earth.

His heart seemed to follow the sword, absorbing the aura of the world.

"Brother Wuxia." Lu Xiaochan stepped back and approached Shu Wuxia's arms.

"Xiaochan, if you're sleepy, go to sleep, I'll watch over you." Shu Wuxia's voice rang in his ears.

"Just let me look at it, it's my sword!" Lu Xiaochan rubbed the back of her head against Shu Wuchi's chest, "But you can talk to me as well."

"Ah."

"Tell me, when did you first see me? Where is it?"

Lu Xiaochan thought to herself, the first time I "saw" you was in Yehua Yuanzun's "Dusty World".

It's just a glance, it's different from what you see with your eyes, but it feels so special and familiar.

"The first time I saw you was at Zhu Xushan."

Lu Xiaochan's fingertips trembled, and she turned around and asked, "What? Zhu Xushan?"

"Well. That was the first time I left where I grew up."

"What did you go to Zhu Xushan for?"

"Because you almost died." Shu Wucha lightly touched Lu Xiaochan's head.

"What? How did you know I almost died?"

Lu Xiaochan's heart was beating very fast, what Shu Wucha said bit by bit coincided with what she experienced in the dusty world.

Could it be that Yuanzun Ye Hua didn't test him, but let him go back to the past?

"At that time, you would gather a blue bird to report to your master every day. When your master is gone, you will still send the blue bird to report."

So, at that time, the blue bird that he condensed did not fly to the master, but to Shu Wucha?

"One day your blue bird's soul disappeared. I tried to condense my soul for it, but it was useless. It means that its owner, Dan Yuan, was injured and would die soon."

Lu Xiaochan paused, tugged at Shu Wuxia's sleeve, and asked again: "We have never met before, and you will come to rescue me?"

According to Shu Wuxia's temperament of never caring about other people's life and death along the way, why did he come to rescue him at that time?

"I don't know either... Now that I think about it, I probably don't want anyone to pass on the letter to me in the future."

"Oh." Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt a little stuffy in her heart, she didn't know why, she just wanted to hug Shu Wukong tightly.

"But after I saved you, you never sent the blue bird again."

Lu Xiaochan's eyes were red, he seemed to see every cold moonlit night, Shu Wuxi stood by the window and waited for his blue bird, but it never came every day.

"I know what the purpose of 'dusting the world' given to me by Yuanzun Yehua."

To cross one thing, to cross all things.

This "one thing" is not a clear thought between good and evil, but a comfortable and seamless.

——To protect one person is to protect the common people.

"What's the intention?" Shu Wucha lowered his head and asked.

"He wants me to cherish you."

Lu Xiaochan narrowed her eyes and smiled.

He had already established who he had been.

There are so many legends about the past, but the past is the past.

Shu Wuxia is always reluctant to bring up the past, not because he wants to hide something from Lu Xiaochan, but because he doesn't want to mention the moment between life and death.

"I will be very good in the future, and I will protect you." It was the first time for Lu Xiaochan to swear so firmly.

"En." Shu Wuxia replied softly, and it fell on Lu Xiaochan's heart.

Yechuan trembled, causing tremors in all directions.

In the sky above Nanlijing, Lord Miaochen raised his hand to block the sunlight.

"All spiritual energy in the world is heading towards Yechuan. It seems that Yuanzun Yehua has not died yet."

Ye Linshuang, who was behind her, asked, "Master... is there a sword born that can move all directions and attract the aura of all things?"

Miaochen Yuanjun nodded and smiled: "Among the Sifang Sword Sect, Dongxu and Beiming have been hanging in the air for a long time. Although Yang Cang of Wuwujingtian holds the most powerful sword in his hand, he has no intention of living. My cultivation is no more than In the third heaven of the Great Power Realm, the Xiyuan Sword Sect has been recuperating since the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. Therefore, this ultimate sword is a very important one for our immortal sect to restrain the chaos of evil gods."

"Just don't know who owns it."

"The sword has a spirit, so it is impossible to choose the wrong person."

Above the sky, the wind is surging and the clouds are thick, as if there are thousands of troops hidden, trying to sweep away the evil thoughts in the world.

In Zhiwu Villa, Jiang Wuchao knelt down in front of the quiet room of the owner Ling Nianwu.

The aura gathers in the clouds, and the spirit rolls to the clouds, majestic.

Jiang Wuchao raised his head, amazed at this scene.

The door of the quiet room was pushed open, and the heavy burden was slowly unloaded.

A figure in plain long clothes came out unhurriedly.

"Master! There is a change in Ye Chuan!"

Surrounded by spiritual light, the man's eyes are clear and handsome, like a sycamore tree under the moon in a night.

"Ye Chuan is the place where Ye Hua Yuanjun returned to Yuan. How could there be any changes? If Ye Chuan shakes, there must be a sword born."

The clear sound sounded like drizzle on the leaves of sycamore trees forming a fine stream, falling with the wind, infiltrating all the sand and gravel.

"But as far as I know, all major cultivators in the world already have their own swords. So who is the owner of this supreme sword?"

Ling Nianwu smiled indifferently: "Do you know what the real overhaul is?"

"Pull evil spirits, suppress chaos! Protect the common people in the world!"

"Who can do it?" Ling Nianwu asked.

"Naturally...it is naturally the Sword Sect Yang Cang of Wujingtian."

Ling Nianwu suddenly laughed, it was the first time Jiang Wuchao saw his master showing such a smile.

It was the desolation after experiencing extreme pain.

"Yangcang never had Cangsheng in his heart. He used to protect Cangsheng, but it was just a habit given to him by previous sword religions. In order to get what he wanted, he would not shed a single tear even if Cangsheng was destroyed."

Ling Nianwu came out step by step. He raised his head and looked at the endless sky.