Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 133 The Sword Divides Heaven and Earth, Named Xuanyuan

Xiao Hanyu leaned on the dark brown rock at the entrance of the cave, and stared wide-eyed at the figure standing on the cliff above with a sword.

The woman was dressed in black, and the white light falling from the sky shone on her, outlining a flawless, indifferent face.

The sword in his hand is about four feet long, and the body of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars. It is clear that the cold light is exhausted, but it has a tyrannical aura to kill all the demons in the world.

In Xiao Hanyu's impression, the master has never shown a weapon, even in the Shanhai faction, no one knows what her natal weapon is.

He once believed in what his master said, when his cultivation reaches a certain level, everything in the world can be turned into a sword.

Now it seems that there seems to be a little hidden in it.

That sword gave him an extremely extraordinary feeling!
Xiao Hanyu frowned deeply, staring at the woman and the sword without blinking.

A chill hit his back, he raised his eyes subconsciously, and met a pair of silver eyes made of ice and snow.

Stared by such eyes, he felt like he was one of the crowd.

That kind of alienation and indifference made her farther away than the moon in nine days.

Silver eyes, this is the third time he has seen them.

"Master?"

He couldn't help calling out in a low voice, trying to pull her back from the feeling of being out of reach.

Before he stepped out of his toes, the long sword buzzed, and a strong killing intent pressed him to take another step.

The thunder exploded in the sky again, and the dispelled blood-colored clouds, like a flood breaking an embankment, became more and more turbulent, roaring and rolling towards the sky overhead.

Lava rolled on the ground and spurted out from the spider web-like cracks.

The strong wind raged, flying sand and rocks, and the night-eating falcon, which was looking for food at low altitude, hurriedly burrowed into the cliff cave.

Xiao Hanyu couldn't dodge in time, dozens of night-eating falcons rushed towards him, and hid in the depths of the cave with a clatter.

Animals know how to seek good fortune and avoid evil best. Xiao Hanyu struggled to get up from the ground, looking at the world that was getting closer and closer, his emotions were infected by the night-eating falcon, and he became more and more depressed.

The strong wind was blowing sand and stones, which made him standing at the entrance of the cave almost unable to open his eyes. He quickly raised his sleeves to cover his face and turned sideways, stubbornly unwilling to retreat.

He was afraid that if he retreated, the master would disappear.

He was afraid that if he stepped back, the master would no longer be the master.

The hurricane blew, and the huge force pressed the wound in front of him, forcing out the blood little by little. The pain made his throat dry and his consciousness was confused.

He covered his lips and spit blood into his palm silently, for fear of being discovered by the woman above.

He didn't want to make trouble for Master.

Just when the world was about to be swallowed by blood and turned into infinite darkness, a sound of wind and snow pierced through the flying sand and rocks, and rang in the ears like an understatement:

"The sword divides the world, and its name is Xuanyuan."

The brilliant white brilliance split the darkness, and where the sword pointed, countless dark purple lightning swept out, swallowing the darkness, the blood, and the sand.

The distance between the sky and the earth quickly became farther away, and the blood color in the sky receded to the surroundings, turning into a dull dark gray.

Then dark clouds piled up, and the ground scorched by lava ushered in the first rain in thousands of years. The patter was enough to fade the scorching heat.

Xiao Hanyu lowered his sleeves, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the suddenly changing situation, he froze in place.

Rumor has it that if you reach a certain level of cultivation, you can move mountains and fill seas, turn clouds and rain, but the master can affect the whole world with the power of a sword, which is even more powerful than Feizhang Xianjun, who was known as No. 1 in the Kyushu Continent back then!

Legend has it that Feizhang Xianjun is a body-fit monk who is most likely to ascend to immortality in the entire Kyushu continent. In order to break through the shackles of the body-fit period, he cast a spell to make it rain for three months in the Eastern Region!

It seems that he is more powerful, but he made it rain in the Eastern Territory not only by using spells, but also prepared dozens of rain formations in advance!

Xiao Hanyu looked at the figure above, a little hesitant.

He realized more deeply how stupid and ignorant he used to be!
……

Xuanyuan Qingshuang walked out of the white mist and went to a place like a paradise.

The spring breeze is warm, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the stream is gurgling, and the birds and beasts are singing.

She waded up the stream, and saw "she" sitting there by the roots of an old tree with tangled roots.

The woman was dressed in pure white clothes, soft as if woven by white clouds, with her bare feet swinging in the air, she waved to her with a smile on her face:
"Come and sit down—"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang hesitated, don't try to chop her with a sword again, she won't obey!
The woman raised her eyebrows and smiled, pointing her fingertips to her side, saying:
"Isn't the sword in your hand?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang looked down, and there was indeed a simple and mysterious sword in her right hand. The cold light was restrained, low-key and heavy, without the will to make people shy away.

But anyone with a discerning eye can feel that this sword is nothing special.

It's like some people who have lost their sharpness and are more ordinary than ordinary people, but they can kill people invisible while talking and laughing.

The woman sighed and smiled again:
"The sword is in your hand, how can I cut you?

"Come here, talk to me, no one has talked to me for a long time."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang looked down at the sword in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and moved forward.

She sat beside the woman, silent like a best listener.

The two have the same face, one black and one white, like twin lotuses with parallel pedicles.

The man in white is alluring and agile, his eyes are smiling but full of sorrow, the man in black is cold and unparalleled, his eyes are ruthless but pure and sincere.

The woman pulled Xuanyuan Qingshuang and talked a lot, like drunken nonsense, and like chatting with a close friend.

"She" talked about the origin of the sword, her life experience, and Xuanyuan Qingshuang's current ruthlessness, she talked a lot...

"She" said that the sword was originally hers.

"She" said that although the sword was named "Xuanyuan", it was snatched away by someone.

"She" said that those people not only snatched the sword, but also wanted to turn her into a tool to control the world.

"She" said that those people snatched her away before she was born, forced her to be born from the womb of their clansmen, put their surnames on them, and became their descendants.

"She" said they had given "her" heart-wrenching memories.

"She" said that "she" chose to give up love.

"She" also said:
"You don't have to worry about the past, it's fine now."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang looked at a woman like her who was crying, laughing and drunk, but there was only a touch of distress in her heart.

She caressed her beating heart, knowing that it was "her" choice.

Don't be trapped in your heart, don't be in love, and you will be free.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang also knew that what the woman said was [-]% true and [-]% false, and there were many things that she didn't tell her.

The woman had cried enough and laughed enough, she resumed her smiling appearance, raised her hand to caress Xuanyuan Qingshuang's face, looked into those cold eyes, and sighed in a low voice:
"It's ruthless but also touching!"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang patted the woman's hand away, and casually said:
"Passionate but annoyed by ruthlessness!"

The woman chuckled, looked at the person in front of her rather narcissistically and said:

"I'm so pretty!"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang: "..."

Feeling seriously ill!
"Go away!"

As soon as the woman flicked her sleeves, clouds and mist came, and Xuanyuan Qingshuang quickly retreated.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang suddenly became angry, and threw it away after using it. What is the difference between him and the ruthless scumbag?
"Are you not too much?"

The woman laughed softly:
"It's just a transformation of a god. When you cultivate back to my realm, you can go too far."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang: "!"

I hate it, I hate myself so much!

Damn, isn't that woman me?
(End of this chapter)