Chapter 4

"Vera, are you sure it's here?"

Looking at everything in front of him, the five elder's body was shaking and he took a breath of air. It's not that she doesn't believe it, but that everything in front of her is too strange and tragic.

"Oh

Seeing the scene in front of her, Wei'er covered her mouth and retched. Her pretty eyes were in a panic.

In the forbidden area, the floor has been completely covered with scarlet, and the strong smell of blood is dancing in the air.

Here, there is no human figure any more, only five broken swords inserted obliquely on the earth, still humming and trembling slightly.

What happened during the time she left?

As soon as his face sank, the five elders turned around and said, "you must inform the elder immediately. Qingyunxu sword Pavilion will try its best to catch the rebellious disciple ningyue. It's a terrible crime to dare to kill in the forbidden area of zongmen and to do so cruelly! "

"Master, wait a minute!"

Wei'er looked back in a hurry, her face as white as snow.

"Well, it's not sure that elder martial brother Ning did it..."

"No, who else? Do you want to say that there are still some people who sneak into our Yunxu sword Pavilion and kill them together? " Five elder eyes many silk sullen, angry shout a way: "remember, traitor would rather more is not your elder martial brother!"

The whole body trembles, Wei Er lowers the head, the corner of the eye side tears light up, the cherry lip tiny trembles.

"Yes, master, disciple... Yes."

……

Wake up in a daze, rather more just feel a piece of dry mouth, Softly calling a word, water.

However, there was no response at all.

I don't know how long later, he opened his eyes very tired, what he saw was darkness, and after a long time, he could barely see the scene in front of him.

It's a mountain forest. I'm familiar with it. I should have been here before.

What's more, it's late at night. It's only noon when we go down the mountain.

I quickly combed some confused thoughts in my mind, but ningyue found that he had no memory of how he escaped from the forbidden area of Yunxu sword Pavilion, as if he had been completely removed from his mind. The only thing I remember is that before I lost consciousness, the rusty blade gave out a strange luster. It seemed that a small hand was pressed on the back of my hand holding the sword, the cold and white hand of a woman.

Who she is and where she came from, I have no idea.

"I remember listening to a voice. I didn't care at first, but later I answered her. Is that the mysterious woman? "

Do you want power?

In the desperate situation at that time, he was extremely unwilling to reject this question. Now think about it, things are so strange, that woman, what is the origin?

All of a sudden, Ning Yue realized the key to the problem, made a tour around, and soon found the goal he wanted. The ancient brown red sword was quietly inserted in the soil beside him. The blade was still rusty, and there was no enchanting light in his memory.

Subconsciously, when he reached out and tried to pull out the sword, he remembered something. When he turned his hand over, his eyes suddenly contracted violently.

All the scars between the fingers have disappeared... Now, the fingers are as good as ever. Not long ago, he grasped the blade directly with his hand, and the whole palm was full of blood!

"Why is that?"

Doubts emerge in my heart. Ning Yue directly draws out the long sword, which is lighter than the sabre issued by Yunxu sword Pavilion. After a look, it is no different.

In his mind, he tentatively stretched out a finger and gently touched the blade. The pain came in an instant. The blade, which looks dull and rusty, is actually extremely sharp. It is stained with red blood. However, because the colorful rust itself is brown red, it is not obvious at first sight.

In the vague memory, it seems that there was a burning sensation in the scar of the split place. However, now, there is no change at all. I'd rather be surprised. Is it because I was in a trance and had an illusion?

All of a sudden, he suddenly found that his blood stains on the blade had disappeared out of thin air, and the pain between his fingers had been reduced by more than half. When he turned his hand over, he found that the cut left by just touching the blade with his fingertip was only a shallow trace.

Although as a strong martial arts practitioner in the Yuan Dynasty, the body self-healing speed is faster than ordinary people, but it can not be so fast.

"The blood on the sword is gone, and the wound is healing quickly. There's something so strange about it. Is it difficult..."

In my heart, an idea that I can't believe emerges. I'd rather reach out and touch it again. The blade cuts my skin in an instant, and the blood drops fall on the blade.

This time, he kept his eyes on it.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, the bloodstain on the blade was gradually decreasing with the speed of his naked eye, and there was nothing left. The wound on the fingertip healed faster than normal.

This sword is very unusual.

"The forbidden area of Yunxu sword Pavilion, when I was a child, I went to it many times secretly with Wei'er, and I didn't find anything unusual. It's called Jianzhong. There are many broken swords, but it's not enough to be a forbidden area. Is the humble ancient sword in my hand the real reason for the existence of the forbidden area? However, if it is really extraordinary, why is it not guarded by a specially assigned person, but is it so casually inserted in the stone platform to take office, so that it is pulled out at will by me? "

Although a mystery in my heart has been solved, ningyue's eyebrows are more tightly knit, and there are more new doubts.

The confused memories are slowly recalled in my mind. The memories in my mind seem to be dyed scarlet by blood. In the vague scene, a sword roars fiercely, under the red light of the sword

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, eyes in the color of shock more rich.

Just now, in his memory, he saw the blade in his hand cut off Lin Zhong's head. It's not like an illusion, let alone one's own wishful thinking. That kind of feeling is divided into seven parts of reality and three parts of nothingness, which should be exactly what one has experienced.

"I killed him?"

"Yes, master, you killed him. Anyone who dares to hurt his master will die. "

All of a sudden, a cold voice rang out in ningyue's ear. The sudden chill made him shiver subconsciously, jump out a step, turn around and step, and the sword in his hand instinctively crossed in front of him.

The blue shirt and white skirt flutter gently. The graceful figure of the woman stands alone in the hazy. It's true and unreal. She can't see the exact face clearly. With her appearance, the mountains and forests in the night seem to add some coolness.

"Who are you?" Ning Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and the red light on the edge of his eyes immediately attracted his attention. When he looked down, the rust of his sword faded away, and the real edge of the sword was shining red light, fierce and bloodthirsty.

"You are my master. The one who wakes up the sword of the seal is my master with blood as the contract."

The woman sighed, leaned and knelt down to salute.

In the face of this situation, Ning Yue was more puzzled. Soon, he understood something in his heart and nodded: "are you a sword spirit?"

Once upon a time, the elder with the sword talked with him about that when some swords or other spiritual instruments, which can be called peerless magic weapons, are cast, they are likely to seal a powerful soul as a spirit to bring real life to such magic weapons. In addition, the emergence of peerless magic soldiers will inevitably lead to the vision of heaven and earth, and there may also be relatively strong wandering souls nearby who just want to integrate into it.

No matter what kind of woman is in front of me, I'd rather not think of other possibilities for the time being.

"Sword spirit, perhaps? My memory is very incomplete. I can't remember who I am. " The woman looked up at the red sword and subconsciously reached out to touch it. However, at this moment, her vague figure became more illusory.

At the same time, the red light on the blade began to dissipate, and the gorgeous rust covered the edge again.

"Strength, not enough... Just like before, can only temporarily escape from the land of right and wrong."

The woman sighs quietly, most of her body shadow is almost transparent.

"Not enough? Blood as a contract, awaken the seal of the sword... Do you mean so? "

Ning Yue raised his hand again, and the blade cut open his palm easily, and the blood was stained on the edge again. Soon, the gorgeous rust faded again, the red light flashed, and the woman's figure gathered again.

However, the woman shook her head and sighed: "the power of the seal in the sword can be awakened only when the master's blood is the guide and the enemy's blood is the sacrifice. Now, the power of the master is too weak. "

When the voice fell, the red light of the blade faded again, and the rust slowly covered and reappeared.

The night wind blows, the translucent illusory figure is broken and dissipated, and returns to nothingness. Looking at the last few wisps of shadow, Ning Yue glances at the wound in the palm of his hand, and suddenly understands something.

The first time I heard a woman's voice was when I grasped the blade, cut my finger and spilled blood.

When he responded, there were bursts of heat coming from the wounds of his fingers. It seemed that all his meridians were burning, and his unprecedented tyrannical heart was rolling in his chest. In that state, he was not awake, but he easily killed Lin Zhong. At that time, the violence of that force almost controlled his action and mind, and dominated the sword in his hand.

Between the two voices of the woman, Ning Yue clearly remembers that he tried to block the sword with his own strength. Lin Zhong's blood was stained on the tip of the sword, and the blood of the two gathered together on the rusty ancient sword.

His own blood as a guide, the enemy's blood as a sacrifice, awaken the power of the seal in the sword.

"So it is. This sword is really evil. No wonder it is sealed in the sword Tomb of Yunxu sword Pavilion. But this kind of power is just right for me now. The sword of vengeance, of course, needs killing. "

There was an evil smile in the corner of his mouth, but the sense of cruelty didn't linger on his face for long. A few strands of guilt appeared out of thin air. Instead, he bowed his head and sighed.

"I'm sorry, master. I promised you that I would not kill you in my heart. People who are wrong should be punished, but if they can't control their evil thoughts, what's the difference between them? Maybe this time, it is retribution in itself. "

I had a similar feeling when I woke up the seal sword. Just last month, when I was fighting the wounded beast, I was burning all over. I was half lost, but I had extraordinary fighting power. Otherwise, he would not have been able to kill the beast, even if it was seriously injured.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and laughed: "maybe, this is life. However, my life will not be arranged by nature, let alone by others. Lin Zhong has been put to death, but Shi Guangqi, as the head of the crime, sooner or later I will get back today's disgrace. It's not just to frustrate you or take your life, it's to get the truth out and ruin you! "