Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1168 Ancient Road West Continent
Chapter [-] Ancient Road Xizhou
"Has senior brother surrendered that Nanfeng sword?"

As soon as Ou Yezi finished speaking, Ou Ye Changfeng waved his hand casually, and the blue palace guard array was opened immediately, and then he said:

"This sword is quite different. If we want her to come out of the mountain, I'm afraid Zhong Lingxi has to go there himself."

"Is there any risk?" Although the white-haired old man said that the fifth floor was not dangerous, Ou Yezi was still a little worried, for fear that the sword spirit would be harmful to his disciple.

"Don't worry, the sword spirit won't hurt her."

Hearing this sentence, the rickety old man had no choice but to let go of his worries and replied:
"Okay, I will tell Lingxi to enter the secret realm."

Then, Ou Yezi's figure flashed and disappeared.

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On the mountain peak, Zhong Lingxi, dressed in white, was in a daze. At this moment, she suddenly felt a familiar aura not far away. She quickly stood up and said to him:
"Master, why are you here?"

But Ou Yezi said straightforwardly:
"Lingxi, do you want to get rid of Wu Hao?"

After hearing this sentence, Zhong Lingxi was taken aback for a moment. Although she didn't know what her master was planning, she replied very simply:

"think."

At this moment, the crooked old man changed the subject and said:

"There is a magical weapon on the fifth floor of the secret realm, called the Nanfeng Sword. If you can make it recognize you as the master, there is hope for this matter to be done. Of course, this is only a glimmer of hope, and it is possible to get the sword It's useless, you think about it, and then decide whether to go or not."

However, to his surprise, Zhong Lingxi readily agreed.

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will try."

Ou Yezi didn't procrastinate, and responded directly:

"Okay, you come with me."

Under the leadership of the stooped old man, Zhong Lingxi soon came to the end of the underground spring, and at this time, a white-haired old man was quietly waiting here.

The woman in white bowed respectfully after seeing the other party.

"Disciple Zhong Lingxi, I have met the master master."

Ouye Changfeng smiled slightly, and said kindly:
"Go."

Afterwards, under the gesture of the two, the woman in white walked into it slowly until she disappeared.

"Brother, do you think Lingxi can get that sword?" Ou Yezi asked in a low voice.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and said, "Look at her good fortune."

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As soon as Zhong Lingxi entered the secret realm, he was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him. He didn't need to do anything, but just standing here, he felt very peaceful in his heart.

At this time, the jasper long sword in front of her eyes attracted her attention.

"Master said that the Nanfeng Sword is on the fifth floor, so it must be the one in front of you."

Afterwards, the woman in white raised her slender legs and walked over in a graceful step.

However, before she got close, the green light of the Jasper sword flashed, and a clear female voice sounded from the surroundings.

"Come... who..."

These four words had a magical power that made Zhong Lingxi's emotions deep. She couldn't help but stop, bowed her hands, and replied:

"Junior Zhong Lingxi, I have met Senior Sword Spirit."

However, the sword did not answer, but the woman in white felt that the sword was watching her, she still kept the posture of crossing her hands, standing motionless on the spot.

Just when she was feeling puzzled, a small gust of wind suddenly appeared in the field. Whenever the wind passed by a place, waves would be drawn out on the mirror lake, and the trajectory of the wind was to slowly circle around Zhong Lingxi.

At first, Zhong Lingxi didn't feel anything, but when the ripples reached her feet, her heart also set off waves along with the lake.

With the passage of time, many images buried in her own heart emerged in Zhong Lingxi's mind.

Yinren Village Martial Arts Contest, Liangchen Hill, Fallen Leaf City, Martial arts competitions to recruit relatives...

Many things come together, there are joys, fears, and sorrows, and there are many, many stories, but none of them can avoid the back.

Unknowingly, the corners of the eyes of the woman in white were misty, and tears slowly slid down her cheeks and fell into the mirror lake.

And she didn't notice the whole process from the beginning to the end, and all the changes seemed so natural.

At this time, the gentle breeze blows slowly around her, gradually drying the tears at the corners of her eyes, and the hair that has not been taken care of for a long time is also gradually combed by the wind, just like a gentle mother who is caring for her. Daughter dressing up.

After a long time, Zhong Lingxi gradually came out from the depths of her heart. She never thought that the feelings she had buried for several months would be easily hooked out by the other party.

"Senior Sword Spirit, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, a beautiful woman in a long green dress slowly emerged from the sword body, her graceful demeanor was like a person walking out of a picture scroll, revealing dignity and elegance all the time.

For a moment, even Zhong Lingxi, who is a woman, couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

Afterwards, the beautiful female sword spirit walked up to the woman in white, and said lightly to her, "My name is Nanfeng, you can call me Sister Nanfeng."

Zhong Lingxi lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the other party for a moment, she softly called out in a slightly shy tone: "Nanfeng... sister..."

At this time, the beautiful sword spirit called "South Wind" reached out and stroked the long hair on his chest, then walked behind the other party, turned his back to her and said softly:
"The dream of the sea is long, the king is worried and I am also worried. The south wind knows what I want, and blows the dream to Xizhou. Do you know what this means?"

Zhong Lingxi thought for a while, but she could only come up with an ignorant meaning. She shook her head and replied, "Nanfeng... sister, I..."

Speaking of this, she didn't continue. The beautiful sword spirit just nodded slightly when she heard this, and didn't say much.

Immediately afterwards, a wave suddenly rose from the originally calm Jinghu Lake and patted the woman in white.

The terrified Zhong Lingxi subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that she seemed to be frozen in place by a strange force, unable to move an inch, so she had to close her eyes and let the waves hit her.

At this moment, the waves passed through her body, and memory fragments bloomed in her mind like flowers...

The autumn wind blows the surface of the lake, causing ripples. There is a lotus growing beside the river bank, and in the lotus, the thin apricot red clothes are looming among the green leaves, and the black hair on the temples is swaying with the wind. Gently flicking, the charming sunset and flying birds all reflect a pretty lady.

At this time, a small boat sailed under the bridge and came slowly by the evening wind.On the small boat, a handsome young man dressed in a blue robe, with his hands folded behind his head, was lying on his back in a corner of the small boat, with a tail grass in his mouth, squinting his eyes and looking at the fire clouds in the sky.

(End of this chapter)