Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 262 You Are Taling

"It seems that you really believe in your sword. I can return your sword to you, but you have to find out where your sword is." It changed back to the appearance of the original dense forest.

What is different from before is that hundreds of swords appeared in the dense forest, suspended in the air, and each of them looked exactly like the starry night.

"You only have one chance to reach for it. If you take it by mistake, your sword will belong to me." Chi said together.

What would a phantom in an illusion want her sword for?

Fuling confirmed one point because of Chihe's words, Chihe is not a pure illusion, and should be a real member of the tower.

"Then who are you? What do you want my starry night to do?" Fu Ling asked.

Chihe didn't answer her, but just disappeared in place, leaving only Fuling and a bunch of swords.

Fu Ling looked around. There were hundreds of swords, neither too many nor too few. She could look at them one by one, but she definitely didn't have the time to look at each one carefully.

She didn't have the time to spend here. If she really slept overnight in the log cabin, the time left for her would only be three days and two nights.

"Starry night?" Fu Ling tried to shout.

"Fuling—" Hundreds of swords responded to her together, all of them were gentle male voices like Xingye.

Fuling usually only listens to Xingye when he speaks alone, and finds his voice very pleasant, but listening to so many voices at the same time is a bit funny.

"What is my sword intent?" Fu Ling asked.

"A silver lining." Another hundred swords answered together.

Fu Ling paused for a while. Although her sword intent was not a secret, it didn't make sense that the illusion in the Purgatory Tower could know her sword intent.

The tower probably read her memory, but whatever she knew, the illusion would know too.

"How old is Xingye?" Fu Ling asked in a different way.

The illusion she knows also knows, and what Xingye knows, does the illusion know?

"More than 8000 years."

"More than 5000 years."

"More than 1 years."

……

All kinds of answers come and go.

Poria: "..."

She didn't know the answer, and she couldn't tell which one was right.

But at least she confirmed that Xingye's memory illusion was not obtained.

"What kind of person do you think Master Xuanwei is?" Fuling asked again.

"The number one swordsman in the world."

"Natural sword body."

"Straight dog."

……

Another bunch of weird answers.

But Fu Ling still heard an answer that caught her heart. The sword said that Xuan Wei is a good master who cares for his disciples.

These words don't seem to be the thoughts in her mind, so they can only be said by Xingye.

Fu Ling walked towards the sword that made the sound, and stopped in front of the sword.

She raised her hand to take it, but stopped when she was about to touch the blade.

"Do you know what the natal contract means?" Fu Ling asked suddenly.

The surrounding swords naturally gave her a bunch of answers.

And the sword in front of her said: "Life and death are shared. If you die, I will turn into a sword mound and guard you until the day I rust and rot."

Fu Ling smiled softly, then withdrew her hand.

"This is indeed what Xingye said to me. But the meaning of the natal contract is far more than that. The natal contract means that even if there are thousands or tens of thousands of swords here, I can find it immediately. So you set me up like this The test is meaningless."

"The starry night is not here. Are you a couple?"

When Fu Ling saw these swords for the first time, she was actually not sure whether Xingye was inside or not.

But when she asked the third question, when she heard the sword say that Xuan Wei is a good master, she suddenly became sure.

In fact, no matter what questions are asked, Mirage can follow her thoughts and say the answers she wants to hear.

When the third question was asked, she originally wanted to use a different answer to distinguish the starry night, but when the sword in front of her really gave an unexpected answer, it proved that the sword was the most important thing. The answer is the answer given along with her thoughts after obtaining her memory, and it is Chihe who is inducing her to choose this sword.

When Xingye mentioned Xuanwei, he should praise Xuanwei, but Xingye probably couldn't praise him as a master.

Leaving everything to the big apprentice, turning Ling Yanfeng into a solitary peak with only five people, and always guessing wrongly about the apprentice's mind, Xuan Wei has too many shortcomings as a master.

For a sword spirit as fair as Xingye, he can objectively praise Xuanwei's other aspects, there is no need to mention how well he is a master.

Of course, what made her even more certain was that she had no intimacy with the sword in front of her. Usually, when Xingye was by her side, she could strongly feel Xingye's existence.

"You are right. I will return your sword to you. Kill me, and you will be able to get out of this illusion." The sword in front of you changed back to the appearance of a little boy, and another sword appeared out of thin air. In front of Poria.

This time, Fuling felt the connection between herself and Xingye.

But Fuling was also worried that this felt like another trap set by Chihe, so she didn't reach out to grab it immediately.

Until Xingye's familiar voice sounded, "I was careless. I was too far away from you after unsheathing, causing you to be pulled into the illusion alone."

"It's just that you haven't unsheathed. This is inside the Purgatory Tower. It's easy for Tower Ling to take you away from me." Fuling reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. Xingye always does this. Every time she encounters danger, Xingye would feel that he did not protect her well.

Unlike other swords that stiffly imitated Xingye's tone in her memory, the words spoken by Xingye in front of her could warm her heart.

"Qihe, I won't kill you. It's not because I'm kind or merciless, but because I have no reason to kill you." After retracting Xingye's scabbard, Fu Ling raised her head to look at Qihe, and said.

"If you don't kill me, you will only be trapped in the illusion forever, so you still have to say there is no reason?" Chi agreed.

"You are the tower spirit, you can control the illusion in the tower at will. Whether the illusion will disappear is not about whether I kill you or not, but whether you want to put away the illusion." Fu Ling said.

A look of surprise flashed in the little boy's eyes, but he still denied it: "I am a scorpion, not a tower spirit. And as you said, I have died long ago, and everything in this illusion is my memory .”

"The little boy in the illusion is not very powerful. He was easily killed by the old man with a sword. Such a little boy has no ability to create such an illusion. Those characters on the wall of the log cabin are your previous masters, right? .”

Of course, Fu Ling can confirm that Chihe is Ta Ling, and there are many indirect evidences, including the opportunity for the illusion to appear, the little boy's attitude towards her, and so on.

Ta Ling set up the test of the illusion, not just to make things difficult for her, the most important thing is that he showed up and responded to her.

(End of this chapter)