Rebirth and then become immortal

Chapter 8 Sword

Opening her eyes again, Xiao Qing found that she was staying at the place where she climbed yesterday. At this time, the mountain had long disappeared, and in front of her was a mountain road covered with white snow.

Xiao Qing lowered her head, the green grass under her feet was warm, the wind and snow were separated from the green grass in front of and behind her, and they did not interfere with each other.

Her physical condition has also returned to its original state, and even her nails have returned to their original appearance, without any sign of the tragic situation where they were bleeding profusely after breaking.

And now she seemed to have endless energy all over her body, as if she could run back and forth on this mountain road effortlessly as long as she wanted to.

Her body was still the same as yesterday, with long arms and legs. Xiao Qing couldn't see clearly what she looked like now. She looked at the inside of her elbow with a strange mentality. Sure enough, several small bright red moles came into view. eye.

It turned out to be her body from her previous life.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Xiao Qing murmured to himself, "It would be inhumane to climb mountains and walk on mountain roads with a five-year-old body."

Wrapping up his tattered clothes, Xiao Qing embarked on this frosty and snowy road with the mentality that no matter how hard it was, he could overcome yesterday's pain. He thought it was just a cold and slippery mountain road covered with snow, and he would only get a few falls at most. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. As a result, Xiao Qing was slapped in the face by Wu Xiaohan as soon as he entered.

"Your mother... ugh, ugh!"

Xiao Qing opened his mouth to curse, but was swallowed by the cold wind carrying flying snow, which made him feel cold. This was more effective than super glue. At least Xiao Qing's mouth was now tightly closed, and no one could open it. .

After taking a few steps, Xiao Qing couldn't help but look back, only to find that the back was the same as the road ahead, and the green grass before was missing - it seemed that she hadn't walked for long, so she couldn't see it anymore?
  Xiao Qing, who had no retreat, braved the wind and snow and moved forward again. Today was different from yesterday. At that time, she almost forgot who she was when she was climbing. Not only did she remember this time, but she also had time to count her steps.

"One thousand and twelve steps."

"One thousand and thirteen steps."

Maybe it was because of the spiritual energy protecting her body. Although she felt cold, it was not to the point of being unbearable. Maybe she felt that her trip was too easy and the wind and snow around her became stronger. Duotou hit her and staggered. The scattered snowflakes also turned into small hailstones one after another, which were blown and crackled by the wind. Xiao Qing had nowhere to dodge and had no choice but to run forward.

But this is not a solution after all. Her head is not made of stone lumps and can withstand wind and rain. What's more, water droplets can penetrate stones. Wouldn't it be easier for hailstones to penetrate her head!
  It would be nice if there was an umbrella.

Xiao Qing thought like this, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, yes! Wouldn't it be nice to have an umbrella?
  Xiao Qing stopped, concentrated her energy, and mobilized the spiritual energy from her body bit by bit. However, no matter how hard she tried, the spiritual energy only flowed through her meridians shallowly. It only protected her from the cold, but it could not condense as she wished. A protective umbrella.

Perhaps when she saw that she stopped and refused to move, there was a sound of clanking gold and iron in the howling cold wind. The cold wind hit her like a sharp blade, but Xiao Qing, who was concentrating on himself, did not feel it.

Her mind was completely immersed in a small world, with secret realms and illusions. She was trapped in it. Although she was in her own body, it was still like being trapped in a cage. She faced her own aura, just like she faced a mountain of gold and silver, but Since he didn't have any tools, he could only look at the wealth in front of him with eyes wide open.

The freely circulating golden trickle surrounds the surroundings, starting over and over again.

Xiao Qing stretched out her hand to touch, but the spiritual energy around her jumped away from her hand, but did not stay away, just surrounding her. Seeing this situation, Xiao Qing was filled with resentment, a splitting headache, and her eyes were also filled with tears. In this situation, she became red, and there were countless, illusory and ethereal voices ringing in her ears. Xiao Qing couldn't hear what those voices were saying, but the existence of these voices made her even more upset and agitated.

Under the stimulation of such pressure, Xiao Qing screamed and wailed, tears slipped from her eyes, fell at her feet, and dissipated into a wisp of black smoke, hiding around her.

In an instant, the spiritual energy surged, and they turned into sharp sharp swords and stabbed at Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing looked at the scene in front of him and felt it was ridiculous - how could the spiritual energy stab the owner in the back?

Could it be that they wanted to kill her?

But this strange scene made her sober up a lot. The pain from the spiritual energy stabbing her body allowed her to temporarily get rid of the trouble of those voices. She was no longer affected by various emotions and could see the surrounding situation more clearly.

Her body is like an empty house. The spiritual energy she has absorbed and transformed is constantly circulating in the room, improving her physique and accumulating her strength. But now there are many uninvited guests in the house. They were either black or gray, solid or ethereal, clinging to the walls of the house, eating bit by bit. Her aura not only had to ensure circulation, but also deal with these enemies, so naturally it wasn't enough for her to draw out to form a shelter.

It was his limit to be able to protect her from the cold.

And it was these things that trapped her.

The more Xiao Qing looked at it, the more she felt that the spiritual platform was clear. She recognized these twisted things, which were the same as the runes on Xiao Lan and Mo Yuan, and were the means of "it".

Xiao Lan was right, "it" had indeed been prepared, otherwise it would not have placed these things in her body in advance.

I just don’t know how much “it” has done, and whether it knows their purpose and actions.

But "it" was too confident, and it hurt her like this in her body.

Yes, the strength of "it" is indeed unfathomable, but the worst thing is that she and these things will die together, so that "it" can no longer benefit from her body.

Xiao Qing sneered from her throat. She reached out and held the twisted cage. The runes twisted in her hands like poisonous snakes. A sticky and disgusting feeling pierced her heart from the palm of her hand, and they also showed their fangs like real poisonous snakes. , biting her hand hard in an attempt to kill her.

The bright red blood seeped out from the palm of his hand, and did not drip onto the ground. Instead, it slowly wrapped around the rune, corroding everything it passed, just like the tree vines that day, but these things were even more impatient than the tree vines. After receiving it, most of it was eroded away in just a few seconds, dissipated into black smoke, and fell into ashes.

The surrounding spiritual energy moved faster, almost forming a golden vortex. They surrounded Xiao Qing, like dependence and comfort. Xiao Qing reached out to grab them. This time, they were no longer a soft trickle, but a soft trickle. With a sharp sword, Xiao Qing held the hilt and slashed diagonally upward with a shocking sword——

"bump!"

The clear sound of the sword blades clashing sounded like thunder in his ears. Xiao Qing opened his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky. She still held the sword in her hand.

There was still no protective umbrella above her.

But so what.

Xiao Qing stood up. The rags on her body were stained with blood. She looked at the sky. She could feel that there were a pair of eyes looking at her from above.

She couldn't distinguish the emotion in those eyes.

Are you looking at a future opponent, or are you looking at an ant that overestimates its capabilities?
  Xiao Qing clenched the hilt of the sword, and for a while, there was a loud wind and thunder.

The hail, the white snow, and the mountain road at his feet all disappeared. They were taken back and crushed, and merged into the cold sword intent above. Xiao Qing, who was targeted, stood still without any fear in his heart.

"bring it on."

"bring it on!"

Xiao Qing's voice was hoarse as he faced the sword that was like a punishment from heaven.

In an instant, the world became blank.

Broken, broken, these two words are not very accurate to describe people, but they are very suitable to explain Xiao Qing's current state.

Her body was cracked inch by inch, and the bones in her body were crushed one by one. The spiritual energy in her body was desperately swimming through her body that was almost broken into pieces, trying to repair her master's body.

Regret?
  Xiao Qing looked at the sky in confusion. She thought of many things. The past life and the present life passed before her eyes like a revolving lantern, and finally stopped at the time when she was just born in this life. At that time, she opened her eyes for the first time. Three heads gathered together were reflected.

Xiu Niang's gentle smile, the tears in Xiao Yi's eyes, Xiao Lan smiled and called her: "Sister."

Ah... I didn't expect that I would die again so soon, and that I would die without any bones left. I don't know if my parents can live again...

"You are quite leisurely."

A careless male voice sounded in my ears.

Xiao Qing opened his eyes fiercely and sat up immediately: "Hey! I'm not dead!"

"Why die? You are young and think about useless things."

The severe pain just now seemed like a nightmare. Now she is not only intact, but her aura has doubled several times. If her aura was just a crystal clear stream before, now it has become a turbulent river. The runes of the Tarsal Maggot were all strangled and devoured.

She broke through!

Xiao Qing investigated her situation and was naturally overjoyed. However, she did not forget the voice. She just looked around and found no other person besides herself.

If the sword was cut off by the owner of the voice before, then his cultivation level must be infinitely higher than mine. I am afraid he is either a Mahayana monk or an immortal who has successfully ascended.

If that wasn't him just now, but seeing that he could make such a careless voice in a place like this, and he sounded so young, his strength must not be underestimated. In short, he couldn't be offended.

Xiao Qing felt that he knew the current affairs very well.

"Hello, senior, why are you here? Do you want to come out and sit for a while? Look, there is... uh, there is me here."

"There's no need to sit down. I just wanted to see who could come to this secret realm. I didn't expect it to be a little girl who had just introduced Qi into her body. She is not even a monk from my sect."

The tone of the voice was regretful, and Xiao Qing did not force herself to pick up the conversation. Her attention was now focused on the word "our sect".

Oh!
  He is a senior of Tianxuan Sword Sect!

Master!

Xiao Qing's excited voice was trembling: "Senior! Your disciple is being bullied!!"

"Senior! That bad guy made your disciples into puppets! He also asked you to send your most talented disciples as his slaves!"

Just file the complaint first and then whatever.

As if he felt that Xiao Qing's current performance was completely different from the one just now, the voice was silent for a long time, and finally asked in confusion: "Which one is Tianxuan Sword Sect?"

(End of this chapter)