Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan didn't make a mistake.

This Mo Jade was indeed the one that Rong Ran left him at the beginning.

That year, after he came to Tianzong, this black jade was called back by Rong Ran, but at this moment, this black jade was hanging on the hilt of Lord Qiyun.

…So after he returned the Mo jade to Rong Ran, Rong Ran gave the Mo jade to his own master?

Seeing that he did not answer, Jun Qiyun set his eyes on his sword, raised his long sword in front of him, and said lightly: "My sword, named Xuanqing Du'e, is made for Xuanqing Yupo It can slay all demons in the world."

After he finished speaking, he repeated it again.

"What's the name of your sword?"

Ye Yunlan then withdrew his attention from Mo Yu. Five fingers clasped and shook the long sword, saying: "The name of the sword is missing."

Jun Qiyun: "It's still a good sword." He paused, then said again, "It's just not suitable for you."

Ye Yunlan's tone became cold, and said, "This is my natal sword."

"If it is not suitable, it is always not suitable." Qiyun Jundao, "it is not good for you."

Men are born much taller than ordinary people, with sparse and indifferent eyebrows. When they look down at people, they look like gods and ants looking down on the ground.

Ye Yunlan said nonchalantly: "Now I have no cultivation base, and the lack of shadow in my hands cannot play the eleventh of the prosperous power. If this is true, I should be said to be unworthy. Isn't it me? Immortal Venerable is too nosy. ."

"Using an inappropriate sword will only hinder your kendo." Qiyun Jundao.

Ye Yunlan was not worried.

In the previous life, this person was the same, he was determined in one word, no matter how others explained, he only agreed with what he did.

Therefore, he has been trapped in the Buddha Tower for hundreds of years. No matter how he begged and scolded, all he got was "the magical thoughts have not disappeared" from the other party.

Before I said the phrase "what is it with you", I heard Jun Qiyun continue: "I have extremely ridiculous heavenly gold, Jiuyuan cold fall, and frost iron, which can help you eliminate the connection with your current life sword, and then re-make it. Make a suitable natal sword."

What Qiyun Jun's mouth enumerated were all rare sword-tempering fairy materials in the world, and he was ecstatic when he obtained one of ordinary sword repairs, but he said casually in such a plain tone.

"There is only one condition."

He said.

"—Be my apprentice."

Ye Yunlan felt absurd.

He lifted his eyelids, the tears on the tail of his eyes were so scorching, and the black pupils were tightly contracted, "- You said, you want to accept me and be your apprentice?"

Jun Qiyun looked down at the person in front of him, and said calmly: "Yes." He cultivated the ruthless Dao. Since stepping on this Dao, he has completely cut off his emotions and desires.

He would never accept disciples in this life, Rong Ran is the exception.

...Until now, he saw Ye Yunlan's sword.

He saw that in the sea of ​​flowers, this person held a cyan flower branch in his hand, and as his sleeves flew, a faint sword light was drawn.

Although dim, but no time.

There were thorns on the flower branch, and the sword light seemed to have thorns, and it pierced his eyes very sharply.

In recent years, he has rarely been surprised by one thing.

Last time, it was to Ye Yunlan's face.

This time, it was a sword against this man.

How does kendo feel after reaching the extreme?

If you teach him to answer, there is only one answer.

Lonely.

The loneliness in the heights.

Since he reached the Transcendence Realm and the Swordsmanship Mahayana, almost no one in the world is worthy of his sword.

But Jianxiu's path to practice requires opponents.

In the person before him, he saw the potential to be his opponent.

So I regret that this man's kendo does not match his natal sword.

Therefore, I would want to accept him as a disciple.

-Teach out an apprentice who is enough to become an opponent through his own hands and according to his own mind.

Thinking of this, he felt that between the ruthless and lonely world, he finally found a little anticipation.

But Ye Yunlan said: "I don't need it."

Jun Qiyun: "Why?"

Ye Yunlan was really bored with this man psychologically, and at a glance, he felt that his chest was depressed and dull, and he just wanted to turn around and leave.

However, things about the Buddha Pagoda in the previous life cannot be said. He was silent for a while and said: "I remember that Rong Ran is a disciple of Xianzun."

Jun Qiyun: "Yes."

Ye Yunlan said: "The disciples of Xianzun have misbehavior, boldness, and start with the same sect. The ancients have said that it is the fault of the father, the laxity of teaching, and the laziness of the teacher. I don’t want to go to the sect of Xianzun and become like him. people."

Jun Qiyun frowned, "What did he do?"

Ye Yunlan asked, "Xianzun is a teacher, but he doesn't even know what his disciples have done?"

Qiyun Jundao: "I accepted him as a disciple, just to pay off the cause and effect. He has no qualifications for swordsmanship, and what I usually teach is just some external methods."

By saying this, he is simply admitting that he did not teach seriously.

Jun Qiyun seemed to realize that he was a bit irresponsible when he said that, so he paused and said, "If you get started, I can teach you more than that."

"I will find the method to solve the injury of the sacred fire for you. You can read it at any time. If there is anything unclear, you can ask me and I will teach you to understand. I can create the most suitable natal sword for you. , I will discuss and practice with you until you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me.

This is the opportunity that all sword repairers in the world dream of.

However, Ye Yunlan was indifferent to this. His eyes touched the black jade hanging on the hilt of Monarch Qiyun, and his long eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly.

"Dare to ask what is the cause and effect of what Xianzun owes?" He asked suddenly.

Jun Qiyun frowned. I don't know why Ye Yunlan asked so, but for a moment he still answered, "Saving grace."

Ye Yunlan's eyes flickered, and then he asked, "What kind of life-saving grace is it?"

This is not something that cannot be said.

For the first time he wanted to take the initiative to accept the apprentice, Jun Qiyun was very patient, said: "Back then, I was severely injured and recuperated at Xuanhu Peak. Rong Ran is a disciple of Xuanhu Peak. I and his Causality is what you owe at that time."

Shedding the mortal robbery is the boundary between the immortal and the mortal.

Only those who have survived the Tribulation of Transcendence are qualified to start climbing the Immortal Steps.

When he crossed the calamity, the Nine Thousand Heavenly Tribulation crashed down, and the Xuanqing Du'er Sword was almost completely exhausted in the thunder calamity.

This is not the same as the mortal robbery recorded in the history books.

The power is at least ten times that of the record above.

He tried his best to survive the last heavy catastrophe, but passed out in a coma.

When I woke up again, I was already at Xuanhu Peak.

Three years have passed.

He was missing three years of memory.

It was only known that Rong Qingjue and Rong Ran and his son rescued him.

Rong Qing is definitely the peak master of Xuanhu Peak, with superb medical skills and a slight lack of moral character, but he has been doing his best to heal his injuries for three years.

Rong Ran is the son of Rong Qingjue, with a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament. When he first woke up, he was taken care of by the other party.

According to Rong Qingjue's words, for fear of implicating the safety of the sect, the incident of his injury should not be publicized. Therefore, for the past three years, he has been taken care of by his son.

He accepts this situation and asks for a request according to Rong Ran, and accepts the other party as a registered disciple.

Rongran has a good temperament, and as an apprentice, it is quite worry-free.

Later, Rong Ran returned Xuan Po Jade to him.

Xuanpai Jade is a relic of his master, and it has an extraordinary meaning to him.

He originally thought that the Xuan Po Jade had been lost in the Heavenly Tribulation, but he did not expect that it was in Rong Ran's hands.

This cause and effect became more and more difficult to eliminate, he simply accepted the other party as a personal pass, and protected his life under his wings.

As for the other meanings of Xuanpaoyu...he didn't know how he thought about it during the years when he lost his memory, and he didn't want to know.

After surpassing the mortal catastrophe, his ruthless Tao has almost reached great success. He is destined to have no love and desire for people in this world, and he will be with the sword master in his hand in this life.

Ye Yunlan frowned.

It is Xuanhufeng, not Taolin.

Perhaps he was wrong.

He still looked at the Xuanqingdu Evil Sword in Lord Qiyun's hand, not only the black jade, but also the pitch-black scabbard.

I didn't look carefully last time, and only then discovered that a strange peach blossom was engraved on the dark and simple scabbard.

Delicate and bright. Extremely vivid.

He thought of the peach forest that was also out of place in Yuntian Palace.

Ye Yunlan didn't want to talk to this person anymore. At this time, he was silent, and still said: "Xianzun seems to have a soft spot for peach blossoms?"

Jun Qiyun: "Yes."

"Why?" Ye Yunlan said, "The place where Immortal Venerable lives is snow all year round. I think Immortal Venerable prefers ice lotus and snow cups instead of peaches."

But Jun Qiyun's eyebrows were slightly cold, and he said calmly: "This has nothing to do with you."

Ye Yunlan was expressionless, "If Xianzun doesn't say it, how can I know that it has nothing to do with me?"

Jun Qiyun: "I like peaches and have nothing to do with anyone in the world."

It really has nothing to do with anyone in this world.

Only related to himself.

When the ruthless Dao is close to Dacheng, there will be a heart demon calamity that will come down.

Inner Demon Tribulation is silent and often difficult to detect.

And his heart devil catastrophe is a dream.

There is often a peach forest in his dreams, and there is a shadowy figure in the peach forest.

That person would run in the peach forest, would laugh lightly and beautifully, and would hold his sleeves to act like a baby.

Every time he heard that smile, he felt soft in his heart, his mood was shaking, and he wanted to hold hands with him.

But that was always just the person he had imagined in the midst of the Tribulation of Heart Demon.

An illusory shadow.

Carrying his only remaining love and desires, thoughts and thoughts in this life.

Ye Yunlan: "Since Immortal Venerable doesn't want to say anything, there is nothing to say between us."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but coughed and coughed, then raised his head, his eyes indifferent, "Xianzun, please come back. I won't worship you as a teacher, and I don't need you to make a sword for me."

Jun Qiyun frowned again.

Ye Yunlan's repeated refusal had already made him unhappy.

Although he really wanted to accept this person as a disciple, as the Sect Master of Heavenly Sect, the supreme swordsman, he had to face.

No matter how much he appreciates it, he will never say the same promise again.

He remembered the purpose of his visit this time.

"The sacred fire injury on your body has been induced, and I need to suppress it with spiritual power." Jun Qiyun said coldly, "I said that your injury needs to be suppressed repeatedly every month. Now that one month has passed, how can I not see you? Yuntian Palace is coming?"

From the moment he stepped out of Yuntian Palace, Ye Yunlan didn't mean to go back for a while.

At this moment, even though his chest was painful and he coughed up blood in his mouth, he only said coldly: "Yuntian Palace is snowing all the year round, and my body is chilled. I don't like to stay in it, so I won't go. Just so, I don't need to waste Xianzun's time anymore. ."

This person is always stabbed in his words.

Jun Qiyun originally wanted to turn around and left, and then remembered the thin figure of this person walking in the wind and snow that day.

"Since you are afraid of the cold and don't want to go, then I will heal your wounds at your residence."

Ye Yunlan wanted to refuse, but felt that his body was locked and could not move. As soon as Jun Qiyun stretched out his long arms, he carried him up and swept into the bamboo building.

—Shen Shu is boiling hot water.

The firewood crackled, his forehead oozes hot sweat, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was thinking about the match with his master just now.

This is the first time he has picked the flower branches from the opponent's hand.

Although Shen Shu knew that his master had never used his full strength, the flaws just came suddenly, even as if they were deliberate, but he was still very excited.

The shadow beside the flame was also twisting happily.

He once made a promise in front of Ye Yunlan, saying that he would use his own strength to be the person who protects him in the future, which is not a lie.

Today, one step further away from the goal.

The tip of his ears suddenly moved, and he heard the sound coming from the bamboo building.

There are footsteps.

It's not like his master's usual light and vague footsteps, but calm and powerful, revealing an indescribable rhythm.

It came from the master's bedroom.

Shen Shu's eyes darkened, and he stopped his hands.

He walked quickly back to the bedroom and saw the carved bed in the bedroom where he often slept with the master. At this moment, there were two people sitting cross-legged.

A tall man with white hair.

Another one is his respected master.

His master's clothes were messy, his back was pressed by the man's palms, his face was pale, and his cheeks were sweaty.

And the thin pale lips were stained with red blood.

The author has something to say:-No matter how much he appreciates it, he will never say the same promise again.

Ye Yunlan: Remember what you said today.