Jiang Wuchao followed behind him, still thinking about what he had just said.
"Master... in your mind, what is Daxiu?"
"Sacrifice yourself for justice. Save one person, and save the world."
After saying that, Ling Nianwu turned around and said to Jiang Wuchao: "In half a month, we will set off for Xiyuan."
"Yes. Sword Sect Master Haofu of Xiyuan Jingtian has been in seclusion for more than 1,300 years. There is still no sign of him coming out. Xiyuan Jingtian wants to choose a master swordsman to command all the mysterious sects in Xiyuan. The three major disciples under Sword Sect Master Haofu are arguing endlessly, which is not conducive to fighting against the demons."
"True Lord Faning of Xiyuan invited famous immortal sects from all directions to come here in the hope that under the witness of all sects, the selection of the sword master can be fair and avoid the three major disciples of Haofu from killing each other." Ling Nianwu said.
"Master, rest assured. I will be well prepared."
In Tailing Pavilion, Kunwu, who was explaining to his disciples how to make elixirs, suddenly rushed out of the door, summoned the spiritual beast Yuyu, and flew up to the clouds.
He looked in the direction of Yechuan and let out a breath.
"It seems that you have obtained your own sword. As your senior brother, I don't want you to take on too much responsibility, nor do I want you to think about the world. As long as you can hold this sword in your hand and protect your heart, that's enough."
Ninety-nine and eighty-one days later, the magma in the Chiye Mountain slowly rose up, carrying the sword.
There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and a heavy rain fell, moistening the entire Yechuan, which was burned and full of dry cracks.
The boiling spiritual sea calmed down as if it had been soothed.
The sword slowly floated up and drifted quietly on the Spirit Sea. The sky was reflected on the Spirit Sea.
It is impossible to tell whether the sword is in the spiritual sea or in the clouds in the sky.
The quieter the spiritual sea was, the faster Lu Xiaochan's heart beat.
Shu Wuxi patted Lu Shu's neck, and Lu Shu flew down, sticking to Linghai.
Lu Xiaochan turned sideways and lowered his head, and grabbed the sword the moment it passed by.
Shu Wuxi held his waist to prevent him from falling.
As Wuhen Sword left, ripples appeared in the spiritual sea.
When Lu Xiaochan looked back, he found that the spiritual sea in Chiye Mountain was gradually disappearing.
With his keen eyes, he could see that the spiritual energy spread throughout the entire Yechuan, flowed into the land, grew flowers, plants and trees, and flowed into the cracks in the ground to draw water.
Yechuan, which had been barren all of a sudden, became full of life.
"Where is Yehua Yuanzun?" Lu Xiaochan asked.
"He has let go of his worries and his soul has returned to heaven." Shu Wuxi replied.
Lu Xiaochan lowered his head and clenched the sword in his hand.
It was as if he was connected with all living creatures in the world. As soon as Lu Xiaochan's fingers touched the tip of the sword, the entire sword resonated and emitted countless overlapping spiritual sounds.
His soul and blood seemed to be purified by the sword, and he felt a lot lighter.
This sword is extraordinary.
He had seen Jiang Wuchao's Minglan Sword and had also touched Ye Linshuang's Linshuang Sword with his own hands.
But as he held the sword, a voice deep inside him spoke.
—I am your sword.
Lu Xiaochan's fingers gently stroked the blade of the Wuhen Sword, as if touching her own soul.
"Brother Wuxi! Why does this sword... seem to be unsharpened?"
Shu Wuxi raised his hand and touched Lu Xiaochan's head: "No one can sharpen the sword, except you. When you get the hang of it, it will sharpen."
"What? You still want me to open my mind? If you knock my head open, I will open my mind!"
"Stop it."
Although this sword embodies the spiritual light that Lu Xiaochan can see with her wisdom eyes, to outsiders, it is just an ordinary sword, and it is not even sharpened.
"Yehua Yuanzun, you are such a fool. Since you have forged the sword body, why don't you help me forge the hilt into a good shape!"
Lu Xiaochan complained about everything, but in her heart she had great respect for Ye Hua Yuanzun.
He knew that Yehua Yuanzun was the true immortal.
"What kind of hilt do you like?" Shu Wuxi asked.
"Brother Wuxi, where is your sword? You are also a sword practitioner, right? But I have never seen your sword."
"My sword remains far away."
"So what's your hilt like? Is it engraved with anything? Or is it embellished with gems?"
Lu Xiaochan knew that in Shu Wuxi's view, swords were used to form formations and kill evil spirits, and any patterns or gems were meaningless.
But Lu Xiaochan still couldn't help but want to know what Shu Wuxi's sword looked like.
"My hilt is made of the heart of an immortal tree. It has no patterns or gems."
"Can I also use the heart of the immortal tree to make a hilt?"
"There is only one heart of the tree. If you want it, take the hilt of my sword."
"Wait! Since this is your sword handle, and you've been holding it for so many years that you've gotten used to it, how can you just give it to me? Maybe it will recognize its master and stab my hand."
"There is also a sacred tree on the edge of the Western Abyss, named 'Earth Listening'. It is said that it is nourished by the water veins of the world. Its heart is suitable for the handle of your sword."
Shu Wuxi said it in a relaxed manner, as if it was a sacred tree in the world that he could fold or break at will.
"The hilt is a small matter, but sharpening the blade is a big matter! I can't wait until the people from the Demon City arrive and my sword won't be of any use, right?"
"When the sword is completed, how could the Demon City not send someone to Yechuan to investigate?"
As soon as Shu Wuxi finished speaking, Lu Xiaochan saw a large patch of dark clouds rolling over from the distant horizon.
"Xiao Chan, do you still remember the sword formation I used that day in Pengyuan Mountain?"
"Remember! The Sky-Rising Sword Formation! You drew the thunder into the formation, it's so powerful! Do you want to use it again?"
Lu Xiaochan was so excited that she could hardly sit still on Lu Shu's back. She wished Shu Wuxi could perform it again!
"No. You are the one who will clean up this evil cloud."
"What? Me? How can I do that?"
"Of course you can. Now that you have your own sword, this evil cloud must be a spy sent by the Demon City. Killing them will just stop the Demon City from targeting your Dan Yuan."
Shu Wuxi's hand left Lu Xiaochan's waist and lifted it up to cover his shoulder.
"Xiaochan, feel your sword. It is a part of you. Your heartbeat is its heartbeat. Your blood flows in its body. Your Danhai is its Danhai. It is your bond with the world, connecting you to everything."
Facing the evil cloud that was approaching, Shu Wushi's voice was calm and steady, as if dealing with the evil cloud was just like brewing and tasting tea.
Lu Xiaochan was a little nervous at first, but with Shu Wuxi by his side, he knew that even if he failed, Shu Wuxi would not let anything happen to him.
He closed his eyes and channeled his spiritual energy into the Traceless Sword.
The Traceless Sword directed his spiritual energy to all things in the universe.
Shu Wuxi placed his palm on Lu Xiaochan's back. He guided Lu Xiaochan and borrowed the momentum between heaven and earth.
"Brother Wuxi, you are borrowing thunder, but my cultivation is not good enough... I seem to be only good at borrowing water power!"
"Isn't water the most powerful force in the world? Its softness can moisten all things, and its strength can move heaven and earth. Water turns into air, air becomes clouds, and clouds turn into thunder."
Lu Xiaochan took a breath, his senses were drawn by the traceless sword. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the whole world was full of water.
Whether it's the flowing clouds in the sky, the dense but subtle moisture in the wind, or among the flowers, plants and trees... Water is everywhere, which means that the potential that Lu Xiaochan can take advantage of is everywhere!
His mind moved as his thoughts led to spiritual energy rushing from the sword body to the sword tip. A sword formation was spread out, and water from all directions seemed to be drawn in and gathered together like rivers flowing into the sea, making a huge flowing sound. This sword formation looked soft and gentle, without any murderous aura, and was far less powerful than the day when Shu Wushi drew thunder into the formation.
Lu Xiaochan pushed the sword formation out.
Xie Yun did not take the sword formation seriously at all and continued to advance aggressively, threatening to submerge Yechuan.
Lu Xiaochan twisted her lips, thinking to herself, what kind of cultivation is Ye Hua Yuanzun? If you bunch of rabble really enter Yechuan, you can just wait to be refined!
The sword formation was about to be swallowed up by the surging evil cloud, but unexpectedly it suddenly became strong and powerful, like a mighty river rushing forward. A large group of evil clouds was refined, and countless light blue spiritual lights fell down.
Lu Xiaochan's fingers trembled. None of the medical spells he had cast before had such great power.
But I didn't expect that with just a sword, the sword formation it formed was at least dozens or hundreds of times more powerful than before.
Moreover, even though the momentum of this sword formation gradually dissipated, it was still constantly refining the evil spirits that did not have time to escape.
Lu Xiaochan forcibly refined this evil cloud into a large gap.
The sunlight fell down and illuminated the tip of the Sword, making it appear even more dazzling.
Lu Xiaochan took a breath, totally unable to believe it.
"Just now... Was it me who formed the sword formation just now? Brother Wuxi, was it you who helped me?"
Shu Wuxi raised his hand, brushed Lu Xiaochan's messy hair behind her ears, and said softly: "Your cultivation is not shallow, and this sword is very powerful. If it weren't for the fact that it has not been sharpened yet, refining this evil cloud would be a piece of cake."
"The fact that I haven't opened my sword shows that my cultivation is not good enough..."
Lu Xiaochan touched the sword, feeling extremely happy. At least he was no longer powerless against evil spirits!
He had used his wisdom eyes to watch how Shu Wuxi formed the formation before, and Lu Xiaochan saw clearly the circulation of the spiritual energy in his body. Just now, he was also enlightened by Shu Wuxi, so even if Lu Xiaochan copied him, he would still be able to do it.
The evil cloud suddenly gathered together, deep and heavy, and it seemed that it was going to deal with Lu Xiaochan.
Lu Xiaochan saw countless ghosts howling and wolves howling in the evil cloud, crushing and devouring each other, forming a black gilded ball full of evil energy. Once Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi were swallowed up, all the evil would devour them, and the consequences would be disastrous.
Shu Wuxi grabbed Lu Xiaochan's waist, picked him up, and turned him around to sit facing him.
"Brother Wu... Brother Wuxi?"
"Look at me." Shu Wuxi said.
"I'm watching!"
"Today I will teach you another sword formation - Tianque."
When Lu Xiaochan heard this, she thought this name was amazing!
Doesn’t Tianque mean the jade towers in the heaven
What kind of situation is the pressure from celestial phenomena
Lu Xiaochan saw Shu Wuxi's elixir sea boiling, his clothes rising up with the spiritual energy, and rolling clouds and waves falling down, drawing an unstoppable sword formation.
Lu Xiaochan only noticed the direction of the spiritual energy formed by Shu Wuxi. The moment he was connected with the heaven and earth, he seemed to be submerged in the sea of clouds.
He is the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth are him.
In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals rushed out from the sword formation with great momentum, and rushed into the black gilded ball.
Lu Xiaochan turned around and held her breath.
All I saw was the black gilded ball collapsing and disintegrating, and a fierce battle was taking place in that small space.
This is the "Tianque Sword Formation".
It's just dealing with an evil cloud. If it's a demon lord standing here, would he be able to resist it
Lu Xiaochan felt that she was too far away from Shu Wuxi's cultivation level. To form the Tianque Sword Formation was either a pipe dream or a foolish dream.
The dust and smoke cleared away. If the Demon City sent this evil cloud here to find out whether Ye Chuan had forged another supreme sword, this evil cloud could not go back, so the Demon City naturally knew the answer.
Everything returned to its original clarity.
When Lu Xiaochan turned around, he almost fell off Lu Shu's back. Before he could scream, Shu Wuxi had already grabbed him and pressed him into his arms.
"Brother Wuxi, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? You used such a powerful formation to deal with a mere evil cloud. Is it just to teach me?"
Lu Xiaochan's nose was almost flattened, but she still wanted to speak.
"I'm not just doing this to teach you." Shu Wuxi said coldly.
"What's that for?"
"To let you know, no matter who you meet in the future, I am the only one who is most capable of protecting you."
Lu Xiaochan was stunned for a moment and almost laughed out loud while holding her stomach.
He had never seen anyone more powerful than Shu Wuxi.
However, you feel that you are best able to protect me.
But the one I want to protect most is you.
"I've been staying in Yechuan for 9981 days. Now that I think about it, I haven't eaten anything good! Brother Wuxi, let's go for a walk and have something good to eat!"
Shu Wuxi lowered his head. Lu Xiaochan thought he was unhappy that she was thinking about eating, drinking and having fun again, but unexpectedly Shu Wuxi said, "Then let's rest near Zhangshan."
"Really?" Lu Xiaochan reached out and grabbed Shu Wuxian's collar, her eyes curved into crescents.
"Um."
"I thought you would be anxious to take me back to the place where you grew up."
Isn't it said that the place is very quiet and there is nothing there
That's why Lu Xiaochan wanted to try all the food and fun things she wanted to do along the way, so as to avoid being distracted after going to that cold and lonely place with Shu Wuxi.
If I don't want to stay well, Brother Wuxi will definitely be unhappy.
If he is unhappy, Lu Xiaochan will be sad.
"In the past, I always wanted to keep you in one place. Now think about it, you like these things in the world, I am fine with you. As long as you are by my side, don't hate me, don't bother me, what does it matter where you are?"
Lu Xiaochan hugged Shu Wuxi's neck.
"Brother Wuxi is indeed a senior master! Look how much you think!"
"You are always the one who is most cheerful. You smile when you are happy and leave when you are unhappy. I want you to smile by my side, that's all I can do."
Lu Xiaochan then understood that it was not that Shu Wuxi didn't care whether he could take him back or not, but that he compromised for his happiness.
"Brother Wuxi..."
"Um?"
"Since you follow me, I will treat you well."
Lu Xiaochan rubbed the tip of her nose against Shu Wuxi's arms.
"You've been very good to me."
Lu Shu slowly descended from the clouds, and Lu Xiaochan saw that Zhang Mountain was covered with trees and there were many animals in the forest.
It seems that Zhangshan is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery.
"Brother Wuxi, you chose Zhangshan to rest because there are trees and animals here, isn't it desolate?"
"No. You just got a sword, how can you not have a scabbard?"
"Scabbard? That's right! Without a scabbard, the spiritual energy of the Traceless Sword cannot be contained. Although it is not sharpened, the spiritual energy is not obvious. But if it is someone with a high level of cultivation, such as Ye Linshuang or Mo Qianqiu, they will definitely be able to see that my sword is extraordinary!"
Such a supreme sword made by Yehua Yuanzun was actually obtained by such an unknown person like him, which only caused trouble.
But how can an ordinary scabbard contain the spiritual energy of the Traceless Sword
"There is a magical tree in Zhang Mountain, which was born in the Great Wilderness. It dried up ten thousand years ago and has now turned into stone. It is soft but strong, and is the best material for making a scabbard."
"Then why not use it to make the hilt as well?"
"It's a good thing for sealing spiritual energy. If it's made into a hilt, when you hold it, it will actually suppress the empathy between you and the Traceless Sword."
"Oh, I understand. It is a dead object that has condensed spiritual energy, but it can no longer empathize with others because it has sealed the spiritual energy. But the spiritual tree 'Earth Listening' in Xiyuan is a living thing!"
"right."
At this time, Lu Shu had already driven into the forest.
At the foot of the mountain is a town that looks very prosperous and lively, and its name is "Zhangcheng".
"Let's not rush to look for the spiritual wood. You must be hungry, right?"
"Yes! Yes! Let's go to Zhangcheng and see if there is anything delicious!"
Although Lu Xiaochan was reluctant to part with her sword, the Wuhen Sword had no scabbard and it would be too conspicuous to carry it around the city, so Lu Xiaochan gave it to Shu Wuxi, who put it into his Qiankun bag.
These days, Lu Xiaochan has been riding his Lushu, and finally he is about to reach a busy place, he wants to walk around and have a look. Without him saying anything, Shu Wuxi knows what he is thinking.
He said to Lu Shu, "You stay in Zhangshan. Come out when I call you."
Lu Shu had long been tired of carrying the cicada on his back. To him, the little thing was like a knife, always restless on his back. Twisting this way and shaking that way, his bones were rubbing against his back, causing him great discomfort.
As soon as Shu Wuxi finished speaking, Lu Shu ran away happily.
Lu Xiaochan tilted her head: "Why do I feel like Lu Shu particularly hates me?"
"Does it matter whether it hates you or not?" Shu Wuxi asked back.
Lu Xiaochan has been with Shu Wuxi for such a long time, how could she not know what he is thinking
He immediately followed up Shu Wuxian's next sentence: "As long as it doesn't dare to overstep its boundaries and listens to us obediently, we don't care who it likes or dislikes. Right?"
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi responded softly.
Lu Xiaochan grabbed Shu Wuxi's hand, held it tightly, and ran forward happily.
"Slow down, little cicada."
Seeing that he was about to be tripped by the gravel, Shu Wuxi had to quickly grab him.
Lu Xiaochan turned around and laughed.
"Brother Wuxi, you know, the last time I went to the Lantern Festival with you and listened to the fireworks, I wanted to hold you like this."
"Pull me?"
"Yes. When I taste, hear, and see anything that I think is good, I want to know that you are by my side."
Shu Wuxi stood there in a daze, looking at Lu Xiaochan's smiling face.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaochan pulled him again, and he staggered slightly.
Lu Xiaochan burst into laughter: "Brother Wuxi, you are distracted! What were you thinking about just now?"
"I miss you."
Lu Xiaochan’s smile grew wider.
Zhang Cheng really met all of Lu Xiaochan's expectations.
Even at night, the restaurant is still full of guests, there are various street vendors, and there are also street jugglers performing.
Lu Xiaochan held Shu Wuxi's hand and went inside.
Shu Wuxi didn't like crowded places, nor did he like Lu Xiaochan to come into contact with irrelevant people, so he simply pulled Lu Xiaochan back.
"Brother Wuxi! I haven't seen it yet!"
"It's just a trivial skill. What's so good about it?"
Lu Xiaochan tilted her head and saw a father carrying a child on his shoulders, so she tugged at Shu Wuxi and said, "Carry me on your back! Carry me up, and I can see!"
Before Shu Wuxi turned his back, Lu Xiaochan couldn't wait to climb up using both hands and feet.
Shu Wuxi grabbed his knees, lifted him up, and carried him on his back.
Lu Xiaochan put her hands on Shu Wuxi's shoulders, very excited.
It turns out that what was being performed was breaking stones with the chest!
Lu Xiaochan already knew the trick, but the father and daughter who were performing told a story that would make anyone sad and cry.
The girl was spotted by a bully in the city, who deliberately found fault with her, saying that the girl's father had injured the bully's waist during a performance. The bully demanded ten taels of silver in compensation, but the father and daughter who performed as performers could not afford it, so the bully said that the girl had to sell herself to pay it back.
Lu Xiaochan didn’t know whether it was true or not. She only saw that the spiritual light around the father and daughter was dim, and they must be really sad in their hearts.
"This girl's voice is weird... but I can't remember what's weird about it for the moment..." Lu Xiaochan pinched Shu Wuxi's ear.
After saying that, the old performing father lay on the ground, and his daughter really brought a big stone and placed it on the old man.
Lu Xiaochan couldn’t see any dead objects, she only knew that the onlookers were exclaiming in surprise, it seemed that the stone was really very heavy.
The girl swung the hammer. When Lu Xiaochan saw it, she couldn't help but get nervous and grabbed Shu Wuxi's ear.
"Brother Wuxi, what kind of character is this bully? The performing girl is so strong that she can even swing a hammer. Why can't she just smash the bully to pieces? Why is she working so hard to perform a rock-breaking performance?"
Shu Wuxi was grabbed by his ears on both sides, but his expression did not change. He just held Lu Xiaochan's legs to prevent him from swaying left and right and falling down.
The girl swung the sledgehammer and the stone shattered into pieces.
The girl's father started coughing and the girl helped him up to breathe.
The people who were watching the fun seemed to feel that their lives were not easy, and they threw out coins one or two cents at a time.
Lu Xiaochan tugged at Shu Wuxi's ear and whispered, "Brother Wuxi, where's your money?"
"There is some small change in the belt, given by Kunwu."
Lu Xiaochan immediately pulled his belt and touched his waist.
At first he was just looking for small change, but he became more interested in feeling for the belt.
This is Brother Wuxi’s waist. Although it’s not soft, it feels very good!
Full of energy and perseverance!
The author has something to say: I have to go out today, so I’ll post it early.
Don't be too cold, kids!