Chapter 314 Liuyun

However, the sword sheath and the sword seemed to be two enemies, floating in the cauldron, and then stirred together, and a tingling sound of collision came. Lan Wenxuan showed a look of surprise on his face. Judging from the current situation, he showed a look of confusion. According to the truth, the source of the sword and the sword hilt were the same as that of a couple. Why did the sword and the sword sheath look like enemies at this time?

I don’t know how long it took, the long sword was actually turned around by the scabbard. Finally, it returned to the scabbard obediently. The cold air in the Nine Profound Cauldron disappeared without a trace. Lan Wenxuan hesitated for a moment, carefully opened the cover of the tripod with his spiritual sense, and the long sword slowly flew in front of Lan Wenxuan. Until Lan Wenxuan stretched out one hand, the heavy sword fell like Lan Wenxuan’s hand without any movement.

Lan Wenxuan looked at the heavy sword carefully and looked almost the same as before. Even he couldn't see anything that was not certain. The only thing that changed was its weight, which seemed to be a little heavier than before...

Lan Wenxuan held the hilt and pulled it gently, and there was a light sound. The long sword was sheathed less than half an inch away, and the room suddenly appeared again, shining brightly and dazzlingly...

Then he pulled out his entire sword body and found that there was a pattern on the Tongming sword sword. This pattern looked like a snake but not a snake, and it was like a dragon flying but not a dragon. It should be the legendary python dragon. His face suddenly showed a look of surprise. At this time, his wrist turned, slowly turned a circle, and gently threw it up. The sword tip was slowly falling down, and a ripples appeared in front of him. This made him even more surprised and muttered to himself: "Since ancient times, the water of the knife was drawn to cut off the water, but this sword actually had the effect of cutting off the flow, which was simply magical." Why do you say this? Because the ripples just now were the airflow cut off by this sword, so he thought in his heart...

Lan Wenxuan is also a sword lover. At this time, he was surprised, and a long roar, and his body flashed. The sword in his hand was shaking and the wind was howling, and there was a thunder and lightning! The sword light was like snow, and the sword energy soared into the sky. Then he gently stroked the sword body and murmured to himself: "Sword, sword, you will follow me in the future!" As soon as Lan Wenxuan finished speaking, the long sword sounded lightly again...

The long sword that couldn't help but sounded, and the long sword shaking in his hand, Lan Wenxuan suddenly had such an idea, "Sword Spirit?" Suddenly, he was shocked, and then tried to use his spiritual sense to communicate with the long sword...

His spiritual sense was attached to the sword, and the sound of the sword stopped. At this time, a seemingly vague image of a third-year-old child reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness. Although he was a child, he looked fierce. He sniffed his nose and stared at Lan Wenxuan and said, "Who are you? How did you use to trap me here? No, it wasn't you just now, what do you want to do to me?" The child showed confusion, confused, and a little scared.

Lan Wenxuan was a little confused. Who else is there except himself? Did he say Jiu Mei? He hurriedly smiled and said, "You are the sword now, and I am the master of this sword, or you can also be said to be your master! There is only you and me here, and there is no third person!"

Hearing this, the child actually sneered at Lan Wenxuan: "The master of this sect? You are not qualified enough! If you didn't rely on the right attributes to restrain yourself, you wouldn't be able to trap this sect at all!"

‘This sect?’ Lan Wenxuan’s heart flashed with a flash of inspiration, and then he smiled, smiling coldly, staring at the child without blinking, saying, “You have no choice but to decide whether you are qualified or not. Now you are just a scattered spirit. As long as I am willing, I will destroy this long sword at any time and ask your spiritual consciousness to disperse. By then, you will be nothing!”

Hearing this, the child suddenly showed a hint of fear on his face. He looked at Lan Wenxuan and said, "What do you want?"

"Not really! I just said that I will be your master in the future. Of course, following the uncle will not make you suffer. Maybe one day you are not just a sword, maybe one day you become a magic weapon named Zhen Continent..." In fact, Lan Wenxuan would never be willing to destroy a long sword with a sword spirit, but planned to conquer it, and finally called it a magic weapon of Zhen Continent. It is not exaggerating to call it a magic weapon...

"Why should I believe you?" The child said to Lan Wenxuan.

However, this time when the child left, Lan Wenxuan's sword sheath in his hand suddenly emitted a faint light, and then another image appeared in Lan Wenxuan's mind. As soon as this image appeared, the child's face showed fear and his body shrank uncontrollably...

But when Lan Wenxuan saw the image that appeared afterwards, he was shocked. He left the child and looked at the blurry image that appeared later. He suddenly felt a bad premonition hit him and asked hurriedly: "Wen... Wencong, is it you? What's going on? How did you appear here?" He stared at Wencong's illusory figure, and his voice asked with a bit of sadness.

Wen Cong turned around, looked at Lan Wenxuan with a barely smile, and said, "Boss, don't look at me with this expression. I'm fine? I'll just live in another place."

"What's going on? Tell me clearly!" Lan Wenxuan had already guessed in his heart. He was really unwilling to believe what was happening in front of him...

"Brother Wentong is more useful than me. In this way, I will help him and you. Besides, I can't die. It's just a different way of living. Are you right, boss?"

Lan Wenxuan shouted at this time: "tmd! I don't understand, please explain it clearly to me. That's the matter!"

Wen Cong closed his eyes slightly, as if recalling something, and finally opened it slowly before looking at Lan Wenxuan and said, "Boss, this is really impossible. If you didn't take action just now, Brother Wentong would definitely not be able to save him. At that time, I had to turn into the body and lure this kid out, but the boy was swallowed by it in the process, and I couldn't go back! If the boss hadn't thrown us into the Jiuxuan Cauldron and searched for the body at the same time, the only body was this long sword. Finally, we entered the sword at the same time, and it was difficult for two tigers to withstand one mountain, but at this time, both of them had to lose their cultivation and no one could do anything to each other. As a result, one part was two, and each part was based on one side..."

Lan Wenxuan was furious when he heard this. His gaze turned to the child and said coldly: "Now, I really won't accept you anymore. Destroy you, the dust will return to the dust, the soil will return to the soil..." He can also blame him for being angry. Wen Cong has been with him for many years, but in the end he ended up with this result and put his body on. The only thing left was a trace of spiritual consciousness from the sword sheath. Thinking about Wen Cong following him, how can he not be sad? How can he not be angry?

The child was very tough just now, and suddenly saw Lan Wenxuan's expression. His image trembled and became a little blurry, as if it was rippled on the water. Lan Wencong hurriedly stopped him and said, "Boss, no, although it is only less than one-tenth of the beast's spiritual consciousness, after practicing in the future, I believe that it can exert its greatest power of Wei, and may also be the boss's most profitable arm."

He said this and turned his head and stared at the child, saying, "Boy, if you don't want the spiritual consciousness to be broken up immediately, it's better to follow the boss obediently. I believe he won't treat you badly!"

The child nodded quickly when he heard this, then looked at Lan Wenxuan and said, "I am willing, as long as I don't break up my spiritual consciousness, I will do whatever I want!" A spiritual consciousness with independent thinking is a spiritual thing, and he also cherishes his hard-earned life than others, not to mention that it is just a touch of spiritual consciousness that is separated from the subject. But Lan Wenxuan still didn't speak when he heard this, staring at the child coldly...

"Although I have become a spiritual consciousness, it has not changed much from before. I believe that the boss can help me reshape my body in the future!" He was really worried that Lan Wenxuan would destroy this long sword in anger, so that his sacrifice would be too worthy of...

After reshaping his body, Lan Wenxuan's eyes lit up, and then became dark again, because it was too slim. Unless his cultivation level entered the Heavenly Tribulation stage, he also needed a hundred herb king of Wencong's origin, at least it would take more than a thousand years! This was obviously too slim, but he calmed down at this time, and he really couldn't blame the sword spirit. To be strict, all this was caused by himself. Lan Wenxuan was silent for a moment and sighed: "Brother, I'm sorry for you, but you're right. For more than a hundred years, or as little as a hundred years, I'll give you a body."

Wen Cong originally used that words to comfort Lan Wenxuan, but he didn't expect Lan Wenxuan to say such words. Then his eyes lit up and he asked Lan Wenxuan: "Really?"

Looking at Wen Cong's sudden shiny eyes, Lan Wenxuan made a secret decision in his heart that no matter how much effort he put in the future, he would definitely give Wen Cong a free body! He thought that he was not as heavy as he had just now, after all, there was still a little hope. Then he nodded and said, "Of course it's true, when did my brother lie?" Hearing Lan Wenxuan's familiar mouth, Wen Cong breathed a sigh of relief...

"Hehe, thank you, boss! But I won't be able to help the boss anymore. The last thing I can do is to help you conquer this kid." He said this, turning his head and looking at the child beside him.

The child looked at Wencong and looked at Wencong timidly, as if he was particularly afraid of him. This was called Lan Wenxuan a little confused. Wencong said just now that no one could do anything to each other. Why is this guy so afraid of Wencong now? He wanted to spit out and ask, "Wencong, this kid is like this?" Lan Wenxuan asked in confusion.

Wen Cong had no grief at all about his body being destroyed at this time, and he smiled and said with a smile: "As for the boy's unlucky, no one could do anything to anyone at the beginning, but in the end I turned into a scabbard. He was a long sword. You must know that although the sword was sharp, the sharp edge was also hidden in it (scavenger). It can be said that I just overcome it. As long as I think about it, it will automatically return to the scabbard..."

Lan Wenxuan suddenly realized something at this moment, and at this moment he also smiled and said, "What do you mean, if you don't want him to unsheath, it will never be able to see the light of day, right?"

"Yes! That's right! And it's important to cut off his spiritual source!" Wen Cong said proudly.

Lan Wenxuan looked at the child with sympathy in his eyes. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Boy, what else do you have to say now? I won't treat you badly if I follow the uncle in the future."

As soon as Lan Wenxuan finished speaking, the child said, "Didn't you hear the boss's words? You can be lucky for this boss. Why don't you thank the boss for taking in it quickly!"

The child shrank his neck and looked at Lan Wenxuan and said, "Thank you for taking it in!"

Lan Wenxuan smiled, laughing happily. Today's gains were so rich. Although he started to feel sad when he put Wencong in, Wencong did not really return to the earth, but resurrected himself! Why didn't he say that? Because Lan Wenxuan suddenly thought: "If Wencong doesn't make sacrifices, then he can only live in his body in this life. But now he has destroyed his body, but he has left his body and reshaped his body in the future, and then he will be considered a complete person..." So his sadness faded...

At this time, he looked at Wencong, his eyes turned to the child, and his habitual smile appeared on his face, and said lightly: "From now on, you will call Liuyun, which means to cut off Liuyun, what do you think?" The child actually turned his head and looked at Wencong.

Wencong said angrily: "Don't look at me, the boss is asking you." Wencong drank, and the child's image fluctuated again...

Lan Wenxuan glared at Wencong at this time, then looked at the child and said, "Do you still remember what I started with my brother? I'm saying once, maybe one day you become a magic weapon from the Realm Continent, and a celebrity will be eternal! If you think there is no problem, we can sign a contract!" There was no need to sign a contract, but Lan Wenxuan felt that this little guy was unwilling to be silent. If he couldn't make it backfire, it would be unprofitable.

The child heard this and his eyes flashed. Then he looked at Wencong again, and became more energetic. He looked at Lan Wenxuan and replied reluctantly: "Okay..."

Lan Wenxuan didn't hesitate much at this time, and he collected his spiritual sense. He looked at the long sword in his hand, bit his index finger, and drew a pattern on the sword with blood. Then he saw a purple light shot out from his hand. The sound of the sword body suddenly came again with a slight tremor. It was not until the blood on the sword disappeared that the sword returned to calm...

Lan Wenxuan stroked the sword with his hand and said lightly: "Your name is Liuyun from now on! Do you understand?"

"Yes! Master Liuyun understands." At this time, the child Zun replied respectfully to Lan Wenxuan. This attitude was a big turn of 181 degrees compared to the beginning. This was exactly what Lan Wenxuan wanted...

At this time, Lan Wenxuan felt that he had a blood-connected feeling with Liuyun. He felt even more happy. Then the sword was afraid of throwing it into the air and said, "Liuyun, fast!" As soon as he finished speaking, Liuyun turned into a stream of light and flew around the room for a few circles. The speed was so fast that it was just a matter of breathing. When it stopped in front of Lan Wenxuan again, the afterimage slowly disappeared from the place where he had just flew...
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