That sword fairy is back

Chapter 1 Wedges
From an orphan girl to the leader of sword cultivators in the fairy world, Su Jianxing has walked this road for 3000 years, and only 3000 years.

Entering the Tao at sixteen, building foundations at twenty, and becoming alchemy at thirty...a hundred-year-old immortal, a thousand-year-old golden immortal...The speed at which she walks along the way with mediocre aptitude is really amazing.

It is said that she is a person who combines great luck, even she herself thinks so.

There is a saying that the disaster of the sky is coming, and only those with great luck will be born in response to the disaster.

Su Jianxing always thought that he was the one who should be robbed.Therefore, in the past 3000 years, since she set foot on the road, she has never failed to stick to her heart of Taoism, eliminate demons and defend Taoism, and take protecting the common people in the world as her duty.

But in the end, she was also the thief who was locked in the Zhuxian Formation and was regarded as stealing the luck of the Son of God.

It turned out that she was the one who caused the disaster that day?
But really think highly of her.She lowered her eyelashes, hiding the sarcasm in her eyes.

A series of sword qi flew by sharply, Su Jianxing only felt a chill on his forehead, and soon the collected blood beads flowed down the brow bone and slid down the eye sockets, blooming one after another extremely bright blood flowers on the ground .

The blood flower is not a pure blood red, but there is still a fine golden light in the bright red.

This golden blood is also an ironclad proof of her crime.

Countless immortals stood on the clouds outside Zhuxian Formation.There are many faces that Su Jianxing is familiar with, but the usual faces with kind smiles are either solemn and silent at the moment, or frown, and there are some angry eyes, as if they are contemptuous of her behavior.

Su Jianxing smiled slightly.

The female fairy in red standing closest outside the formation seemed to have heard the laugh, and immediately stepped forward and scolded: "Guguang, don't you repent? Hurry up and return the luck that you took away, otherwise this Zhuxian formation will The soul is gone, and you won't even have an afterlife."

Solitary light?Su Jianxing was stunned for a moment before she remembered that Guguang was her Taoist name.

Why is there a moment of strangeness to the dao name that is obviously being called by people all the time?This question flashed across Su Jianxing's mind, and soon the pain caused by the sword qi weakening the soul made her put it aside and stop thinking about it.

"Repay? How do I pay it back?" Su Jianxing asked in a low voice, his voice was a little broken, and the wind blew it away, but all the immortals have sharp eyes and ears, so how could they miss it?

Seeing this, the fairy in red thought that what she wanted was hopeful, and said happily: "You swear to the sky, you will return the luck that is not yours to Brother Changye."

long night?Son of God?Su Jianxing raised his eyes, passed the female fairy in red through the dense red, and finally landed on the tall and tall male fairy outside the formation, who never said a word from the beginning to the end.

The male fairy was dressed in white, with a jade crown and hair, revealing a jade face, but he was born handsome and handsome, his black eyes were as calm as an ancient well, his expression was indifferent, as if nothing was in his eyes, he looked like a god who was high above him.

Is that the Son of God?

For some reason, a vague sound emerged from the deepest part of her memory.

The boy's appearance has been blurred to the point where he can't make out clearly, but Su Jianxing can still vaguely remember the cold mist and cedar-like breath on his body, as well as the warm voice like gurgling water.

"If there is a chance, I want to live well, go outside for a walk, and see the mountains and rivers, but I don't have time. But you are different, you still have a lot of time, you have to live well."

It was deep winter at that time, the branches in the courtyard were bare, and the sky was gray when viewed from the window. That day was exactly one year since the boy picked it up in the cold and snowy night.

That was the last conversation she had with the boy.She knelt beside the boy's bed, anxious about the future, wishing him a speedy recovery, but fearing that he would die.The young man had been ill for a long time, and he could not eat anything for two or three days. On this day, he suddenly regained strength, and sat half-reclining on the lead pillow, talking to her while looking at the sky outside the window.

They all said that the young man was terminally ill, every breath his bones and flesh seemed to be crushed and healed, it must be extremely painful.Because his face became paler and paler when he was sleeping, and he often gritted his teeth in his dreams, and fine sweat protruded from his forehead.But every time he wakes up, he laughs at Yan Yan again, as if those pains were just a nightmare, and the dream will dissipate when he wakes up.

That day, the boy woke up from his coma as usual.It was very different from any other day before, his brows and eyes were relaxed, his whole body seemed to be bathed in light, and his whole body was covered with a layer of gold.

"I'm leaving soon, it's finally over." The boy said with a satisfied expression.He looked at her with clear and clear eyes, as if the sky was in his eyes, revolving the whole world, infinitely tolerant.

Her lips moved, she couldn't say what she wanted to keep him, she was silent for a while, and then said: "That's fine." She lowered her head, tightly pursed her lips and tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes.Suddenly, a cold, not too wide palm was gently placed on top of her head.

She raised her head suddenly, and met the young man's clear eyes. Her reflection was clearly printed in those black eyes, and it seemed to hold the sky, revolving the whole world, infinitely tolerant.

The young man sighed, and said: "It is said that I am the reincarnation of the son of God, but it is a pity that fate is too expensive for a mortal body, and I have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate immortality, which is why I have this calamity. In this life, although I am trapped With this body, I still encountered a lot of meaningful scenery, and it was a worthwhile trip.”

Her tears could not be held back at last, falling down like broken beads.

The young man stroked the corners of her eyes with his cold fingertips, and said softly, "Don't cry, I'm free, you should be happy for me."

"Okay," she choked up, responding to his words: "You are free, I am happy for you."

"Aying." The young man gently lowered his hand and called her again.

"I'm here."

"When I'm gone, you go to cultivate immortals. Tianhengzi said you have spiritual roots."

She was a little embarrassed, bit her lips, and still responded to him: "Okay, I will go to cultivate immortals, but my aptitude is not good, so I may be a little slow in cultivation."

The young man laughed, and his eyebrows stretched: "It's okay, just slow down. If you cultivate immortality and have skills, you can visit more places. If possible, I would like to give you my luck that belongs to the Son of God." , allowing you to stand higher and see more scenery."

"I will work hard." Tears had blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"This world is so beautiful, please take a look for me."

Those were the last words the boy said, his eyes drooped softly, his eyes were still looking at the gray sky outside the window, and his life was frozen forever at that moment.

So, she really went to cultivate immortals later, maybe she really got the luck from him, and since then it has been smooth sailing and a prosperous journey.

Although that person was young, and he had only been with her for a short time, it made people feel that only such a person was worthy of being called the Son of God.

If there is a god in this world, it must be like him. His eyes carry and embrace everything. It is impossible for him to be so lofty and aloof as if all living beings are insignificant.

The suppression of tens of thousands of sword qi made her know that she would not be able to walk out of the Immortal Execution Formation alive. She would like to return the luck that person gave her to the original owner, but she did not want to be forced to give it to a cat or dog who did not know where it came from.

A counterfeit is a counterfeit, no matter how much you bluff, once you see the real thing, you will never take a second look at the fake one.

Su Jianxing couldn't hold on for too long, her body was completely soaked in blood, and the red to black robe added a bit of color to the pale face due to excessive blood loss.

Seeing this, the woman in red urged anxiously: "What are you still delaying? Could it be that you would rather die than return your luck?"

"Of course I have to pay it back."

Su Jianxing stood up with strong support, smeared a smear of blood on her body with both hands and fingers, and swore to the heaven: "As the heaven and the earth, I am willing to swear by my spirit and soul, and I will luck this body—" She paused for a moment, Looking at the female fairy in red who was waiting for the next sentence and the male fairy behind her who was trying to endure but still couldn't bear the eager gaze, he smiled with his lips curled up, and asked with a lot of mood: "What's your name?"

"Long night!" The red fairy shouted.

"Oh." Su Jianxing nodded, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "I would like to transport this body energy back to the person who gave it to me back then. May he be healthy and happy every year, and get what he wants."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a golden light shot up into the sky, broke through the Zhuxian formation, and rushed towards the high and unknown sky.

Su Jianxing made an oath at the cost of his soul, which was promised by the way of heaven.

"How could it be! Impossible! Where is Guguang? How could she?"

After the golden light dissipated, the female fairy in red looked at the empty Zhuxian formation and screamed in disbelief.

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