Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

The moment the sharp blade pierced Du Jing's chest and abdomen, Qiu Chenzhi was a little dazed.

The originally good room suddenly collapsed in half, leaving the people in the room ashamed, and two unidentified objects fell into the room together, hitting him directly, causing him to draw his sword out of its sheath instantly.

Looking up, he saw Bai Ziyu who delivered the clothes to him just now.

Pitiful!It was like a little golden retriever being crushed and beaten by a Tibetan mastiff.

As soon as his footsteps turned, Qiu Chenzhi avoided the two people who were falling on him. The moment the two passed by, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Bai Ziyu's shoulder, and pulled the boy to his side.

When he was rescued, before he had time to think about how the two of them should escape, he felt the long sword tremble in his hand, followed by a "puchi".

When he raised his eyes in a daze, he saw the assailant, who was just like a mad dog, sitting on the ground, looking up at him angrily, with blood gushing out of his mouth and nose.

The long sword in his hand was stuck in the man's chest.

Qiu Chenzhi: "..."

Do you even fight like this in the cultivation world?

Frightened, he flicked his wrist and reflexively wanted to withdraw the long sword from the man's chest.

But before he could move, another pale and well-proportioned hand suddenly covered his wrist, tightly grasping his wrist.

"It's you."

Mo Han stared at the ice-like snow-like man in front of him, scrutinized the man's sword-holding palm, and said affirmatively without questioning.

"That soaring sword intent just now must have been done by you."

The person in front of him held the sword in both hands, with slender fingers and graceful shape, but they didn't look delicate and weak. The knuckles were well-proportioned and strong, so they must be the hands of a swordsman.

He spoke plain and straightforward words, but Mo Han's eyes were full of appreciation and excitement, and he almost blurted out the sentence "Your Excellency is willing to fight with me".

But Qiu Chenzhi, who was caught straight by him, was a little stiff.

Do you believe me when I said that the man was actually the one who hit my sword with his own head?

At this time, Mo Han didn't notice the tension under Qiu Chenzhi's silent appearance, but just stared at his palm holding the sword tightly, and still didn't let go, the amazement in his eyes almost overflowed.

With Qiu Chenzhi's outstanding appearance, others would be amazed when they saw it, but Mo Han never noticed it.

As a sword cultivator, he only has the sword in his heart.

And the person in front of him is really suitable for holding a sword!

He hadn't seen such a pure and sharp sword intent for many years, if he couldn't fight it, it would be a pity in his life.

Thinking of this, Mo Han raised his head instantly, looked directly at Qiu Chenzhi, and asked, "What's your name?"

Qiu Chen's silence.

His frost-like eyebrows drooped, and he looked quietly at Mo Han's hand holding him tightly, and then turned his gaze to the blade of the sword, looking along the blade to the wound that pierced Du Jing's chest.

The kid who was stabbed by him seemed to be on the verge of dying, and his blood was almost vomited into a fountain. I don't know if he could be saved.

Qiu Chenzhi felt that what he hinted was obvious enough, but the boy in white in front of him just grabbed his hand and didn't have any intention of saving people.

Anyway, let me draw out the sword first!

"Han'er! Don't be unreasonable, let go quickly, it's important to save your junior brother."

Just when the two were in a stalemate, Tian Qingzi finally spoke to break the deadlock, and directly swiped the long sword away, saving his third disciple who was dying, and by the way, also brought the restless little disciple Bai Ziyu over.

"Why are you here, little bastard? And what about your third senior brother?"

Tian Qingzi finally showed his majesty as a master, put two fingers on the tips of the little disciple's ears, and asked with a frown.

Bai Ziyu had been immersed in the shock of being rescued by Qiu Chenzhi and couldn't extricate himself until now, he came back to his senses, gritted his teeth in pain and said: "Master, take it easy, this disciple is also injured."

"Don't obey the prohibition, one or two all ran around, it's right!" Tian Qingzi sternly shouted, but he still let the little disciple down from his hands.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Rubbing the tips of his red ears, Bai Ziyu raised his eyes to look at Qiu Chenzhi's handsome profile, and couldn't help lowering his eyes, and replied: "I admit that I sneaked here because I was curious about the fellow Taoist in the temple... "

He hesitated for a moment, but for some reason, he concealed the fact that he was dressing Qiu Chenzhi, and just said: "... Then the third senior brother came suddenly."

"The third senior brother seemed to be provoked by someone, thinking that the fellow daoist was some kind of devil with unknown origin, so he came to the hall to ask for an explanation... The disciple thought that the fellow daoist was a distinguished guest of the master, so he wanted to stop him, but with the three The strength of the senior brothers is very different..."

"What? Did that wicked beast attack you too?"

Tian Qingzi carefully inspected Bai Ziyu's injuries, the more he inspected, the more frightened he became.

The little disciple suffered serious injuries. Judging from the scars, if someone hadn't intervened to stop him, the person who attacked would have directly killed him.

These three disciples of my own are also extremely ruthless!

Tian Qingzi's expression darkened immediately, and he turned to look at Du Jing who was lying on the ground.

When he came to the rescue just now, he had already stopped Du Jing's bleeding and used his power to protect his heart veins.Therefore, Du Jing, who was lying on the ground at this time, looked ashen and decayed, but there was no danger of his life for a while.

It's just that he's already unconscious.

Bai Ziyu saw that the master was furious, and he was concerned about the relationship between his seniors and brothers, so he hurriedly pleaded: "Master, calm down, you also know that the third senior brother has always been impulsive and has a bad temper, and what happened to the second senior sister recently... It is actually those who incited the flames, Those who sow discord are too hateful!"

When someone mentioned his second disciple who died in battle, Tian Qingzi couldn't help being silent for a while, and when he looked at Du Jing who was lying on the ground again, he only sighed.

"That's all! This time I will not spare him lightly. I will not let go of violating the ban and mutilating my fellow disciples. But he is still awake. I will ask him after he is revived."

After all, he mentioned the three disciples on the ground, and stepped on the auspicious clouds to rise into the sky, as if he was going to float in the direction of Yaogu Peak.

Seeing that the master was about to leave, Bai Ziyu pursed his lips, sneaked a few glances in Qiu Chenzhi's direction, and pleaded again, "Master!"

"The situation was urgent just now. That fellow daoist shot and hurt someone in order to save me. Can Master..."

"Who said I want to hold him accountable?" Tian Qingzi interrupted impatiently in mid-air.

Sword spirits hurt people, who can find trouble with a sword?What's more, this sword now belongs to their Taixu Sect, so all the troubles caused by the sword spirit should naturally be borne by their Taixu Sect.

Bai Ziyu didn't understand the reason, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

He didn't want to explain too much to his simple little disciple, but just mentioned it casually, and raised the little disciple to the cloud: "You are also seriously injured, follow me to Yaogu Peak."

After Bai Ziyu was lifted up to the cloud, he suddenly remembered something, endured the pain in his wound, and said, "Master, just now, the third senior brother was accompanied by a few outer disciples, but they slipped away before you came... "

Tian Qingzi waved his hand: "Unless they betray the master's sect, as long as they are still in the Taixu sect, none of them will be able to escape."

When he said this, several veins popped out of his hand twisting his beard, and he said in a low voice, "I'd like to see, who is behind the scenes this time?!"

It seems that the head of Taixu, who has always been a fairy, was also very angry this time.

Without any more nonsense, Tian Qingzi flung his sleeves and left with the two disciples. Before leaving, there was only one sentence that came from afar: "Han'er, this person is the fairy sword spirit that my teacher told you about."

Only Qiu Chenzhi with a bewildered expression was left on the spot, and Mo Han was persistently holding on to him.

In particular, after Qingzi left those words that day, Qiu Chenzhi could clearly feel that Mo Han's eyes looking at him brightened up a little.

Looking at him, there is a growing tendency to develop from excitement to obsession.

The hand holding his wrist was even more forceful, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Qiu Chenzhi couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

Fear……

Fortunately, after staring at him for a long time, Mo Han seemed to finally suppress his excitement, let go of his hand, and asked in the most gentle tone in his life: "Are you the sword spirit?"

No, I am not!

Qiu Chenzhi shouted in his heart hopelessly, his appearance was still high and far away, and he didn't speak.

Obviously, Mo Han had never met someone who was more aloof than himself, so he had no topic at the moment, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly: "When Master mentioned you to me, I originally refused. "

"Over the years, any monks I have met, or sword spirits born from famous swords, have been stained with the dust of the world, obsessed with fighting for resources, power and profit, and have no half of the purity of the sword."

"I thought, so what if it's a legendary fairy weapon? It doesn't match my sword intent, and it will only make me disgusted."

"But until just now, the moment you shot, I finally felt..."

Those who have distracting thoughts in their hearts can't touch the piercing sword intent!

He suddenly raised his head, staring at Qiu Chenzhi with his eyes as bright as morning stars, he raised his hand and clasped his wrist again habitually: "I must know your name."

Qiu Chenzhi lowered his eyes and looked at his grasped wrist again.

After all, he would really hit someone if he tried again.

"You have been silent all this time, is it because you don't recognize my strength, or..." Mo Han frowned and pondered for a while, then said: "Or, the newborn sword spirit can't speak, you don't understand what I mean? "

No, it's just that I'm too scared to speak.

Qiu Chen's eyes changed color, and he was thinking about whether to open his mouth, but suddenly a clear light came from the end of his eyes.

There was an alarm bell in his heart, almost subconsciously, he raised the long sword in his hand to block in front of him.

With a soft "clang", Mo Han brushed past him with a sword in his hand, his sword intent brushed against the corner of his eyes, but disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This great disciple of the Taixu Sect is young, but he is full of sword energy, but he can already send and receive it freely.

But Qiu Chenzhi, who had been frightened one after another, felt a little sullen at this moment.

All of you in the comprehension world have faults, one or two will take the initiative to bump into his sword point!The red hair was like this just now, and the ice cube face is still like this now.

Pengci has reached this level, do you really think he has no temper?

Qiu Chenzhi, who was furious, was not polite and didn't even look at him. He swung the long sword back casually, not caring whether he really hit Mo Han, but just wanted to vent his depression.

Mo Han, who was in mid-air, was terrified, his heart was enveloped by a sense of crisis, and he immediately used his full body skills to dodge desperately.

But he still didn't dodge it completely, the cold sword energy swept away a corner of his clothes, brushed across his saber lightly, and then disappeared without a trace.

When he was standing in the same place in white clothes, the saber in his hand was originally intact, but now there was a crack that ran through the entire sword.

Nice sword!

The two shouted in their hearts at the same time.

Qiu Chenzhi's first reaction was to look at the long sword in his hand, looked up and down in surprise, and said in his heart: It really is a fairy weapon!

Mo Han looked at the frost-like person in front of him, the softness in his eyes was even more gentle, and he said in his heart: It really is a good sword!

Thinking of this, he seemed to have made up his mind, walked straight in front of Qiu Chenzhi, held his wrist full of expectation, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand the human language, but with that sword just now, do you understand my sword intent? "

Qiu Chenzhi: "..."

Is this why you suddenly cut me with a sword just now?

are you crazy!

Mo Han did not let go of his wrist, pondered for a long time, and asked again: "Will you follow me...to live in my cave?"

Qiu Chenzhi: "..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Qiu Chenzhi: "On the third day after I lost my deity, there is still no one... Forget it, let's not mention it_(:з"∠)_"

Mo Han: "Even if my disciple Taixu died of starvation, died outside, or jumped off Lingyun Peak, he would never take care of a sword spirit whose origin is unknown!"

Mo Han: "...It smells so good!"