On the other side of Xianchi, a pale golden circular curse pattern was reflected on the huge mountain wall. After Xiao Qianye approached, it began to rotate slowly. The special low cry of the sword spirit came from the mountain. Tian Che stopped going.

Instead, he patted his shoulder and motioned for him to go in.

Xiao Qianye walked all the way to the bottom of the mountain wall, looking up and staring at the same huge curse pattern. He still clearly remembered that when he was young, his master took him to the sword tomb with sword control skills. Before he could wait, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

After seeing clearly, the sword spirit rushed directly into the mountain wall, and after a moment of darkness, there was actually a cave inside.

The light was sealed in the mountain wall, making it appear deep and mysterious. It once made young children hold their breath and dare not speak out.

At this time, Xiao Qianye's heart moved. Tian Che gave him a meaningful look and said slowly from behind: "Master has always paid special attention to you. Among the three direct disciples, you are the first to receive the sword spirit."

Xiao Qianye's face was dull, his eyes sank and he didn't reply. He just nodded and ran into the mountain.

The Sword Tomb remains the same as before, with long swords full of spiritual power quietly inserted into the mountain wall, waiting for their owners.

Xiao Qianye strode forward. The joy he felt when he was young no longer existed. He didn't even dare to look at the sword spirits on both sides. He just kept walking deeper until he saw the master's familiar figure.

The back figure appeared on the sword sacrificial platform, and I suddenly felt that my limbs were weak and my chest was extremely tight. Instead of daring to continue to move forward, I unconsciously staggered back a few steps, lowered my head and stayed in place, not daring to make any sound.

Jiang Qing turned around, still looking so calm and composed, but suddenly an incomprehensible smile flashed across his face. With a wave of his sleeve, a white thing flew out from the sword case behind him, and inserted it with a swipe.

In the land ahead of him.

Xiao Qianye lowered his head and looked at his sword spirit in front of him in surprise. Kunlun's sword spirit could not be repaired once it was damaged, but Li Kong Sword now had a scabbard, which was also pure white, as if it could see through

Come out with light.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, almost subconsciously wanting to touch the sword, and the moment his fingertips were about to touch the hilt, he quickly retracted it like an electric shock. Then he raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at his master.

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Jiang Qing looked at his horrified expression, as if he was at a loss. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "The Likong Sword is made from a sharp piece of Bai Yao Shi under the water of Xianchi. It took nearly a hundred years and an entire generation to forge it successfully.

, its sword body is all white and particularly eye-catching. The ancestors lamented that it was not only sharp, but also extremely rare in appearance, so they prepared to make the scabbard from the remaining white gleaming stone. Unfortunately, the scabbard was not completed and the forger died for some reason.

Things have been delayed ever since.”

Xiao Qianye listened quietly, as if a little lost, staring blankly at the long sword in front of him. That year when he got the Likong Sword from the Sword Tomb, the master was just silent at all, and never told him the history of this sword. These things

Although he treated Li Kongjian kindly, he actually knew nothing about the past behind him.

"When you came back this time, the sword spirit was severely damaged, but Li Kongjian still seems to want to continue fighting side by side with you. In fact, it's not impossible, but..." Jiang Qing paused. This brief pause made Xiao

Qianye's face changed drastically, and the anxiety between his brows gradually emerged. His heart was in turmoil. Jiang Qing sighed secretly, and then continued, "It's just that the sword spirit is attached to Yun Xiao's soul. I

I don’t know if there are any other drawbacks to this kind of magic that comes from Feiyuan, but if the soul is damaged, I will most likely be affected by it. I thought about it for a long time, and then I remembered this unfinished scabbard."

"Master... you know everything?" Xiao Qianye didn't expect that Master already knew everything, and the guilt in his heart surged out uncontrollably, forcing him to take a few steps back involuntarily, his eyes unable to avoid the disbelief.

Asked, "Since you already know that the Li Kong Sword contains Ah Xiao's soul, why...why do you still want to return it to me?"

"Returning it to you is the Sword Spirit's own expectation." Jiang Qing answered calmly and continued to guide his thoughts calmly, "But most artifacts have their own will. I once wanted to seal it in the sword tomb forever.

But it seems unwilling and keeps trying to return to you, and the same is true for the soul on the sword."

Xiao Qianye suddenly raised his head and met the master's stern eyes. He vaguely felt what he was going to say, but he was still in disbelief. Jiang Qing helplessly put his hands behind his hands and looked at him deeply: "Although Xiao'er has been in coma for a few days, but

The soul in the sword has always been thinking about your safety. If I were really cruel enough to take back this sword, I might not only hurt the sword spirit, but also her heart."

Xiao Qianye felt speechless, his throat felt dry and uncomfortable, there was a loud buzzing in his head, and he could hardly think normally - even when he was in such a mess, his sword spirit, the person he loved, still did not abandon him.

!

Jiang Qing's face suddenly darkened, and he said sternly: "Put the sword spirit away, but if you insist on leaving, the sword spirit cannot be used again."

Xiao Qianye gritted his teeth hard. He left Kunlun with determination. He could not take the sword away either emotionally or rationally. Is the master testing him? If he draws the sword at this moment, does it mean that he is still a disciple of Kunlun?

He was hesitating, his expression full of anxiety and struggle, and he stretched out his hand several times and took it back again. Jiang Qing kept silently watching the disciple's actions, neither urging nor saying anything, just watching as calmly as water, neither far nor near.

he.

"Master..." Xiao Qianye took a deep breath and knelt on his knees in front of his teacher. He endured the pain like needles in his heart. Although his body was shaking so much that he couldn't control himself, the look in his eyes was slowly becoming serious. He first said

He gently placed the disciple's uniform in his hand next to him, and then said word by word: "Master, I have let down many people. Now I have no courage to take back this sword, and I am not worthy to continue wearing this uniform. Please forgive me, master."

I really can’t come back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Kongjian jumped out of the hard ground and stood up in front of his eyes.

Xiao Qianye stared blankly at the sword spirit. The scabbard was indeed only half-cast, and the delicate patterns stopped halfway. The lower part was just a simple white mold, but it could be seen that it was made of the same material. The white

The light shines through.

Such a gentle luster was extremely dazzling in his eyes at this time. Xiao Qianye bit his lips and reached out to touch the Li Kong Sword with difficulty. He tried to keep his tone calm as if reminiscing with an old friend: "I'm sorry, you and me

You have been with me for many years, but I can't protect you. In my heart, you are a more important existence than Gu Chen. It's a pity... I failed you."

The sword spirit trembled, as if the soul inside was also aware of this grief, and sighed silently.

"Do you really want to leave?" Jiang Qing slowly walked down from the sword sacrificial platform. In Xiao Qianye's eyes, each step was as heavy as walking for ten thousand years. Until the master came to him, he was used to it.

She leaned over and reached out to help him. He subconsciously raised his head and shrank back, but did not get up.

"Are you really going to leave?" Jiang Qing repeated, but there was an inappropriate smile on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly said, "You came to study alone when you were eight years old. I personally taught you every move, and the ten-year-old seal."

When it comes to swordsmanship, people run away after learning it halfway. Now when I go out and tell people that I can only seal but not unlock, it is really ineffective and makes people laugh."

Xiao Qianye avoided his master's gaze in shame, but the expression on Jiang Qing's face was still gentle: "Qianye, I have watched you grow up, and you have changed a lot, but your original intention is still the same. I also know that you are

I insist on leaving because of Kunlun's reputation, but I really can't bear for you to bear everything on your own."

Xiao Qianye's face suddenly dimmed. He didn't tell Master the truth of the matter, but Master still believed that he had his reasons.

Jiang Qing saw this, smiled slightly, looked towards the direction he was walking in, and said in a low voice: "The man outside the Sword Tomb just now is the Night King of the Heaven Realm who is rumored to command all beasts, right? Is there such a person to be your opponent?

, what are your chances of winning?"

"Odds...Why do you say that?" Xiao Qianye was shocked. Everyone thought he had taken refuge with the Night King and regarded him as a lackey of the heaven. How did the master see that the Night King was his biggest enemy?

?

"Ha... If I can't see it, wouldn't I be your master?" Jiang Qing smiled casually, increased the strength in his hands and forcibly lifted him up, then turned his back and continued walking deeper, indifferently

He said, "You can insist on leaving, just bring the Li Kong Sword and follow."

Xiao Qianye didn't know what his master meant by this, so he could only bite the bullet and follow him. After passing through the deepest part of the sword tomb, his vision suddenly opened up, and it turned out to be a flat mirror.

"This is here?" This was the first time for Xiao Qianye to come to such a deep place. He took a deep breath and followed his master onto the mirror. Then he couldn't help but let out a low cry and looked at his feet in disbelief - this

What kind of mirror is that? This is clearly a ferocious beast that has been frozen for who knows how long by Feng Shi Sword Technique!

Jiang Qing pointed at the ferocious beast below and looked at Xiao Qianye with gradually serious eyes. He said seriously: "This is a ferocious beast. It is a legendary ferocious beast like your ancestor Qiongqi. It was killed by me thousands of years ago.

He sent someone to kill it. After its death, its body exuded an extremely cold air, which was even colder than Kunlun's thousands of years of ice and snow. So, they used the Feng Shi Sword Technique to freeze it here. Learning, after all, must start and end, and teach you the complete Feng Shi Sword Technique.

Ten, I will let you go."

Xiao Qianye looked at his master in surprise. He must have known that he had used the swordsmanship to deal with beasts and monsters to deal with people when he communicated with Master Qiu Shui before! This was not because he was really trying to drive him away. He was clearly afraid of him.

In the future, if he accidentally injures an innocent person by using the Feng Shi sword technique, he will be unable to break the ice seal, which will lead to a big mistake, so before he leaves, he must teach him this sword technique completely!

Jiang Qing didn't bother to point it out, so he shook his sleeves and drew his sword.

The scene in front of him was like going back in time. The master taught him swordsmanship by himself, deliberately slowing down the movements of his hands. Although he said nothing, he was extremely serious. Sometimes he would deliberately turn around and stamp his feet, just so that he could see more clearly.

He watched his master's every move closely like a child, fearing that he would miss any details if he blinked.

Unlike Di Zhong, who only took a few seconds to teach him the six postures, the master's movements had really been slowed down to the slowest. How the Qi under the palm condensed, how the body circulated the spiritual power, and the sword spirit made several slight turns, provoking

, thrust out, displayed before his eyes as if in slow motion.

After a complete set of Feng Shi Sword Technique, ice cracks appeared on the mirror under the feet without realizing it, and a huge crack opened on both sides with a crackling sound. The ancient ferocious beasts lay flat underneath lifelike, revealing the deadly cold.

Xiao Qianye seemed to be in a daze. This severe cold was exactly the same as what was inside his body, making him immediately realize that the thing under his feet might be his true kind.

Jiang Qing had already put away his sword and returned it to the case. The moment he passed by, he still glanced at his most proud disciple with reluctance, and then he sighed leisurely: "You can go and take Li Kongjian with you. If you have any regrets,

One day, when you are willing to draw your sword... you will still be my disciple."
Chapter completed!