Chapter 215

Su Hanjin saw the memory of the master of Taohua Xiaojian, so she knew what she had experienced and why the choices she faced arose. Such a choice, Su Hanjin felt, would not happen to her.

Qiu Qianlin is still a sleeping ghost. It will take him a long time to wake up. Qiu Qianlin is from the green Mang Mountain world, and it's impossible to have a deep blood feud with Tianxuan sword sect. The most important thing is that Qiu Qianlin loves her, tries his best to die for her, and tries his best to tell her to live for himself.

And that devil, the master who doesn't love peach blossom smile.

The choice she experienced was really difficult, but if she really replaced Su Hanjin, she wouldn't feel too difficult.

In the former world, she lived 28 years and was no longer a girl. In addition, over the past few years, it is almost the same for middle-aged women. Her mood is completely different from the master of peach blossom smile, who has lived for 600 years but whose feelings are as simple as an ignorant girl.

She won't fall in love with someone who has only one face. She will remember that person's kindness. If she has a chance to repay it, she will try her best to repay it, but she will not fall into an inexplicable Acacia. That feeling will not grow like wild grass in her heart.

She will also pay for love and be crazy about love, but the premise is that that person is worth her pay and crazy.

"That choice won't happen to me." Su Hanjin looked at the lonely peach tree. She stood quietly. Although there was sympathy and regret in her eyes, she was more firm.

"I'm very different from your master. At least I think I live so hard. Why should I die easily?" she murmured. After a moment, her eyes became sharp, and the cold light flashed in her eyes. She only heard her harsh voice: "since I'm so different from her, why did you lead me here?"

Not so many why, it's just a sword, where can you distinguish so many differences.

In the clear pool, a fairy sword with a pink halo suddenly showed its shape. Because the owner was a female monk, the fairy sword was not heavy and looked a little delicate. The silver sword has a pink halo around it, but the tip of the sword is dark red, like a touch of blood.

Its owner committed suicide, so where is the condensation of her owner's blood?

Just as Su Hanjin looked carefully, a faint figure floated out of the fairy sword, with only a human outline, but Su Hanjin naturally knew who she was after watching the plot for so long.

"Red silk?"

"It's me."

This was the third time Su Hanjin saw the remnant soul. When she saw the human figure, she suddenly thought of an idea in her mind. She didn't know whether such a remnant soul would nourish Qiu Qianlin? Of course, it's just thinking.

For example, she has a measuring ruler in her heart. She just saw other people's tragic memories and felt sympathy. At this moment, she still can't do the thing of killing people's residual souls while sympathizing. Of course, it's another matter if the residual souls have an evil heart.

But she really has a cavity of justice in front of her. It's unlikely that she will be completely crooked after death, isn't it?

"I'm so miserable because I'm not strong enough?" a voice floated, "but when I was in the period of Qi refining, he was already in a state of integration."

"Yes, so my explanation doesn't apply to you." Su Hanjin said seriously, "but it applies to me, that's enough."

The figure was silent. After a long time, he whispered, "I'm not the ghost of Hong Ling, I'm the sword spirit. It's the sword spirit nourished by the peach blossom smile stained with the master's heart." I probably wanted to ask for Hong Ling

She was so miserable and desperate that there would be no residual soul.

Su Hanjin suddenly smiled in his ear, "of course, I'm not a peach blossom smile." the figure pointed back at the long sword: "It's a silly sword, just like her master, but it's a good sword. Even Hong Ling doesn't know how good it is. Otherwise, it won't nourish me because of a little blood. Although your cultivation is too low to be worthy of it and can't really drive it, I don't want you to be like the old Hong Ling. Since you are strong enough, you won't face such a choice, so I hope you can Strong enough, and peach blossom smile can make you strong. "

The sword spirit smiled again. "Take it away. The peach blossom smile now means a lot to you. As long as you cut your finger, drop blood into the sword, inject divine knowledge and let her recognize the Lord, you can take it away. It can make you strong. Of course, I have conditions to keep it."

The sword spirit naturally refers to the heart asking sword.

"You said you wouldn't let yourself fall into that choice before. Now, I'll let you face the most direct choice. Peach blossom smile is the existence of the top level of immortal sword. It can be said to be the best sword in the sword tomb. If you take it out, you will win the power of the sword tomb. Of course, if anyone really gets the other one, it will be tied with you at most 。”

The laughter came again. Although it was not publicized, it made Su Hanjin feel a little harsh.

"How? How do you choose? Ask heart sword or peach blossom smile? Your ask heart sword is not even a fairy sword." it showed her the memories of Hongling. At the beginning, it naturally saw her memories. Ask heart sword was forged by her own hand and accompanied her through life and death. Unfortunately, it is not even a fairy sword. Now it is even more damaging and bleak.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to think about it and tell me the answer when you think about it." the figure of the sword spirit turned into nothingness and hid in the blood marks on the tip of the peach blossom smile sword.

Su Hanjin took the heart asking sword and walked under the peach tree without hesitation. With the tip of the heart asking sword, he patted the tip of the peach blossom smile.

"Is the heart asking sword really not a fairy sword?" her voice was not loud, but full of doubts. At the beginning, the success of sword casting also led to thunder robbery. She always regarded it as a fairy sword.

"Of course not. Did you think about it so soon?" the voice said with joy. "It seems that I know your choice."

"I always think it's very powerful." Su Hanjin said faintly. Then she held Jin's heart sword, smiled at the peach blossom and cut it off. Then she smiled and said, "you see, it's so powerful without spirit."

When the sword was cut off, the peach blossom smile was not damaged at all, but her heart asking sword was not broken.

"I said that the previous choice was not difficult for me, and now it is the same. If I wanted to choose between the two, I would naturally choose to ask the heart sword, but the question is, why should I choose?" as soon as the voice fell, Su Hanjin's surging sword intention surged out, causing peach blossom to laugh and the sword trembled.

She has no strength to subdue other immortal weapons, but for the sword, she has enough confidence in her sword meaning. In her heart, asking the heart sword is a fairy sword, even beyond the existence of the fairy sword. When she was chased by wanjian, her sword intention didn't work. However, now, she only faced peach blossom smile. In that memory, she chose a woman with lofty integrity in her heart as her master, peach blossom smile.

If peach blossom smile is really the top level of fairy sword, the cultivation achievement of red damask recognized by it can be regarded as very low.

Su Hanjin is indeed a sword repairer, but she can also forge swords at the same time. She knows more about swords than ordinary swordsmen.

Peach blossom smiles. The stagnant blood on the sword tip and the nourishing sword spirit should not be its original intention. Just like the peach tree, it doesn't want to grow insects, but it does nourish the insects.

Su Hanjin touched the door of the unity of man and sword, so at that moment, she knew what peach blossom smiled at heart. She even knew what the sword spirit hiding in the peach blossom smile was thinking.

"And you're just a sword spirit turned from her resentment. Why should I believe you?"

The overwhelming sword idea filled the whole white space. Su Hanjin injected the aura into the peach blossom smile at the same time, and forced it from the hilt to the tip of the sword. The sword spirit screamed, "what are you going to do?"

She is a stain. Her aura is like a surging river. She wants to destroy her. She is a sword spirit. She can't leave the sword without other support.

"The peach tree is full of insects, so I want to kill it."

"No wonder you want to fall in love with a demon monk. You are also a traitor and evil man." the sword spirit roared loudly. Just a moment later, the voice turned into fear, "let me go!"

It's late. If you don't want to hurt me, I won't kill you.

"You lured me to inject blood into my divine sense and made peach blossom smile and recognize the Lord. You just wanted to take the opportunity to give up. If you want to kill me, do I have to find a reason to let you go?"

"How do you know?" the voice was surprised and then retorted, "I didn't!"

She is a sword spirit. Peach blossom smile returns to the sword tomb after the owner falls, and she breeds in the sword tomb. No matter how to set a trap and say that peach blossom smile is a fool, she won't be very smart. In fact, she doesn't know much.

How many swords can break through the unity of man and sword in this world? Not only the sea world, any world

Maybe it's really not much, otherwise it wouldn't surprise people so much. Su Hanjin suddenly felt very proud. Although she didn't break through, she saw the light leaking from the crack of the door. She always pushed the door open.

The aura made the halo on the peach blossom smile sword brighter. It was like the rain washed the dust in the sky, revealing the clearest blue. It was like the breeze dispersed the fog, revealing the freshest green on the tree top. The tip of the pink hazy halo, like the bright red of blood, was slowly decreasing, gradually revealing its original color.

"I want to take your body, I just want to see him!"

She suddenly regretted it. If she hadn't looked at the woman Jianxiu's self-confidence and put down her heroic words so easily, she was unhappy but secretly envied. As a result, she tried to be quick and wanted to force her to make a choice and experience the pain. Wouldn't there be such a situation now?

When she was conscious, she was already in the sword tomb. This is the tomb of the sword, which made her feel endless loneliness and loneliness. The peach blossom smile that nourished her was like a three-year-old child. It didn't understand her mind at all.

For so many years, so many days and nights, red Ling smiled with peach blossoms, told the details of that year again and again, and described the man's face and the smile on his lips. She doesn't like blood and killing, so she can only watch the pictures and languages remembered by peach blossom smile again and again.

She is Hongling's painstaking efforts, and she is also the remorse, remorse and resentment in her heart. However, even so, like Hongling, she still fell in love with the devil in her lonely imagination. She is not the ghost of Hongling. She doesn't have so much responsibility. She can easily love the devil. She loves him and wants to find him. It's so simple.

Similarly, this is not simple, because to find him, at least, she must have a body that can let her leave the sword tomb.

Therefore, Su Hanjin is her goal. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)