Nine suns stepping on the sky

In the tidy quiet room, Yu Xuanji was sleeping on the bed, her pretty face was pale and bloodless.

Suddenly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Kenshin sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes suddenly turned red, tears streaming down his face, "Teacher..."

"Okay, don't talk, rest at ease." Jian Xin said softly, seeing the appearance of his lover at this moment, all dissatisfaction and preaching disappeared.

"No! Teacher, I beg you to take action, go and save him, I beg you, teacher, to save him!" Yu Xuanji suddenly became emotional, "It's all my fault, I promised not to disturb him, I hurt him! "

Jian Xin frowned, "Xuanji, you are seriously injured by the rampage of your sword intent. If you don't cultivate well, it may affect your future practice."

"Teacher, I will take a good rest. As long as you save him, I will do anything to you!"

Jian Xin was silent, and nodded after a few breaths, "Okay. I will go to the Burial Sword Pool, but with his sword servant cultivation base, the chance of surviving falling into the Burial Sword Pool is almost zero, you have to be mentally prepared. And , the teacher wants you to promise that no matter what the outcome of this matter is, you will not hurt yourself, can you promise?"

"I promise teacher, no matter what the outcome is, I will take good care of my injuries!" Yu Xuanji said hastily.

Jian Xin secretly sighed, at first she still had some disbelief, but now it seems that Xuanji has really moved.

Perhaps, after going through this incident, her swordsmanship will be more tenacious, and it may not be a bad thing.

After thinking about it, Jian Xin stood up and said, "Wait for my news."

Watching her back disappear, Yu Xuanji bit his lip, tightly wringing his hands together, with endless regret welling up in his heart.

If she knew this result, she would never take Zi Yan to bury Jianchi. Unfortunately, what has happened in the world cannot be changed.

"Yu Mo, you must live!"

……

At the bottom of the Burial Sword Pool, it was pitch black, and the whistling sound of sword intent in one's ears made one's scalp tingle.

A cloud of black wind, Mo Yu sat cross-legged, the halo from the chaotic lotus platform illuminated his whole body.

The robe on Mo Yu's body has been turned into ashes, and there are terrible criss-crossing slits on his naked body at this moment, like a baby's open mouth, which is extremely terrifying.Blood flowed horizontally, dyeing his whole body red.

This is one of the manifestations of backlash caused by too much sword intent in his body. It is so terrifying in his strong physical body!If it were an ordinary monk, his body would have been blown apart by the violent sword intent!

But at this moment, Mo Yu's face was calm, as if this unbearable pain did not happen to him.

One after another sword intent was quickly comprehended, and then without a pause, it directly merged into the sword intent vortex.

With the integration of the new sword intent, before reaching a new balance, the shock of the sword intent vortex became more and more severe.Mo Yu tried his best, but he could barely suppress it. It was like walking on a steel rope on a cliff, and he might fall at any time and be smashed to pieces.

Snapped--

With a soft sound, a piece of flesh and blood on Mo Yu's chest split open, and blood flowed out.Immediately after, a series of cracking sounds sounded densely.

The number of wounds on his body more than doubled in an instant, and his whole body was like a ceramic doll full of cracks, which might collapse at any time.

Mo Yu hummed, his eyes opened suddenly, revealing madness!His physical endurance has reached its limit, and he is beginning to collapse, like a dam under a torrent, once there is a gap, it will be completely washed back!

But at the same time, the balance of the vortex of sword intent has reached the final time.

Let's see who's faster!

If the physical body collapses ahead of time, Mo Yu will die, and his soul will be scattered.

On the other hand, if the vortex of sword intent is stable, Mo Yuhuo will definitely gain a lot!

"Fusion for me!" Roaring, Mo Yu instantly injected the last ten sword intents he had comprehended into the sword intent vortex.

It trembled violently, and a chaotic and tyrannical aura erupted, like a volcano about to erupt.

Mo Yu's divine sense was suppressed and instantly broke through. He let out a muffled snort, spewed blood from his mouth, and there was a "crackling" sound all over his body. This was the sound of flesh and bones breaking!

At this moment, it is the front line of life and death!

In his widened eyeballs, blood vessels quickly emerged, turning red due to congestion, and slightly bulging outward due to the huge pressure in his body.If there is no accident, his eyeballs will be burst and shattered into pieces in the next moment.

hum-

There was a sound of tremors, a vortex of sword intent erupted, and the breath suddenly and quickly converged, and after a few breaths, it returned to calm.

Quietly spinning, releasing a powerful and incomparable kendo breath.

The sword intent was raging in the void, it stopped suddenly at this moment, and then receded outward like a tide, as if not daring to offend.

At the bottom of the Burial Sword Pool, a piece of pure land appeared strangely. Mo Yu was covered in blood, but there was a smile on his face.

Finally, I made it through!

He fell on his back, and almost instantly, his consciousness fell into darkness.

……

At the same time, Jian Xin's figure was floating on the Burial Sword Pool. She closed her eyes slightly and a powerful sword aura erupted.

After a while, she opened her eyes, her expression unchanged, "No, it should be dead. That's good, it can completely cut off the thoughts of mystery."

Jian Xin turned around and drifted away.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Yu moved his fingers slightly, and then opened his eyes.

hum-

A faint sword cry suddenly came from his body, triggering countless broken and broken long swords around him, followed by a slight tremor.

In the soul space, on the surface of the green grass kendo talisman, traces of halo flowed, and the recovery was not far away.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yu's mouth, "It's finally a blessing in disguise, and the recovery time can be greatly shortened." He glanced around, "I'm afraid that the people of Jianzong think I'm dead, so just take this opportunity to stay in the burial Rehabilitate the wounded at the bottom of the sword pond."

The figure of Yu Xuanji inadvertently appeared in his mind, and Mo Yu frowned slightly imperceptibly, and then returned to calm.

Abandoning all unnecessary thoughts, he continued to comprehend the sword intent with a peaceful mind.

If he had directly entered the Burial Sword Pond to practice before, even Mo Yu's physical strength would not be able to bear it.But now, he can handle it with ease.

……

Time is like water, flowing silently.

one year later.

Yu Xuanji rested his chin on both hands, quietly looked into the distance, his eyes were as clear as water, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Junior Sister." The voice sounded behind her, and Zi Yan looked at the girl who had smiled and kindly to her before, with a complicated expression.

Yu Xuanji stood up and saluted, "See Senior Sister." His voice was respectful, revealing indifference and alienation.

"Are you still blaming me?" A bitterness appeared on Zi Yan's face.

"Senior sister doesn't need to mention the past, the mystery has been forgotten."

Zi Yan was silent, and nodded slightly after a few breaths, "The teacher called you to enter the sword cave to practice."

Yu Xuanji's eyes brightened slightly, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for letting me know."

Concentrating on saluting, he turned and left.

Looking at her back, Ziyan's eyes showed pain, and she murmured softly, "Junior Sister, even if you resent Senior Sister, I will still do it when I start over. How can a mere sword servant be worthy of you? I hope you can figure it out in the future." These."

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