girl let me check

Chapter 374 Lumen, Zhaoyuan

Time flies by, and the sun and moon in Tianshan Mountain don’t know how long it is.

The snowflakes on Wentian Peak have not melted since ancient times, and what is scattered into the cold wind are raindrops from thousands of years ago.

"Get dressed, the place we're going to be a bit far today."

Xiao Wen Zhexue carefully arranged Xiao Fang Weihan's collar and tied the silk scarf at his collar tightly.

He is still at the level of Jingtianzhuan and cannot withstand the biting cold wind of Tianshan Mountain.

"Sister, I know."

Xiao Fang Weihan's smile was like the sun, shining lightly into the girl's heart, burning and burning.

"Well, come with me. Yumo will take us there today."

She habitually took Xiao Fang Weihan's hand and opened the door in front of her.

The cold wind suddenly blew in, causing the clothes to fly. The little girl subconsciously stood in front of Fang Weihan, holding his hand tightly.

Yumo was already waiting for them at the door.

"Ow!"

It’s my lovely junior brother, let me post it!
It flapped its wings, flew to Xiao Fang Weihan's shoulder, and kept rubbing his neck.

"Senior sister, what is Yumo talking about?"

Xiao Fang Weihan helplessly endured Yu Mo's affection. Although he wanted to say something, he really couldn't understand the cry of the phoenix.

"It said...woo..."

The little girl hesitated and finally repeated it in a low voice:
"It's my lovely junior brother, let me post it..."

Xiao Fang Weihan was stunned for a moment, then blinked his eyes and smoothed the feathers on Phoenix's head:

"Yu Mo is also very cute...and senior sister, senior sister is the cutest."

Junior brother just said he was cute!

"Hehe..." The little girl, who was always serious, rarely giggled twice, and then suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Don't call me cute, I'm your senior sister!"

She glared at Xiao Fang Weihan angrily.

"Oh……"

Wen Zhexue took little Fang Weihan and climbed onto Phoenix's back. The big bird chirped and flapped its wings to fly high.

All the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains are at your feet, and the sky above your head is full of stars. The flowing clouds brushed my ears, and the strong wind seemed to touch my soul.

Not long after, they landed in front of an icy lake.

Master Taixu and a group of elders and disciples were already waiting for them there.

"Zhexue has met Master."

The little girl stopped smiling and returned to her serious look.

"Yeah." Master Taixu half-closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

He looked at all the disciples in front of him.

They are big and small, old and young, male and female, but only the expressions on their faces tend to be the same.

"The Falling Sword Star Abyss is ahead, and you have a quarter of an hour to find the Divine Sword's approval on your own."

"After a quarter of an hour, no matter whether you get the sword or not, you must withdraw to avoid suffering the backlash of cause and effect."

Everyone replied in unison: "I will obey the order of the Pavilion Master."

Xiao Fang Weihan curiously looked at the ice lake in front of him.

The glacial lake is at the top of a mountain and appears to be a frozen crater.

The entire glacier lake looks like a huge eye in the sky when viewed from a high altitude. The surface ice appears cyan blue, and the color becomes darker closer to the center, changing from blue to purple and then to black, like the burning aging and death of stars.

There are many long swords of different shapes stuck on the ice, which have been accumulated by Linyuan Pavilion for countless years. Every long sword in the Falling Sword Star Abyss is blessed by the power of the stars for Linyuan disciples to choose from.

But first, they need to be recognized by these swords.

On the way here, Wen Zhexue had already told Fang Weihan the purpose of his trip, and he was very excited that he could also choose a long sword.

"Sister, are you serious? Can I really choose a sword?"

"It's true, absolutely true."

"Senior sister, what kind of sword can you like me?"

"Junior brother, don't belittle yourself. You are very talented, even better than me."

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, tell me...are there any swords here that are more powerful than Xuan Yao?"

"It should... be, right?"

Wen Zhexue did not show any impatience with his series of questions, but explained to him in a soft voice.

"I heard that Master put the Mingxiao Sword into the Falling Sword Star Abyss this time. I don't know who can get its approval..."

There was some longing in the girl's eyes, but that little light dimmed again.

"Of course it's Senior Sister."

Xiao Fang Weihan raised his head seriously.

"Me? I can't do it..." The girl waved her hands repeatedly and said timidly, "Mingxiao Sword will not choose a person without a life star as its master."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Xiao Fang Weihan's voice was clear and bright, standing out among the silent marching team.

The Linyuan disciples who were waiting to choose their swords couldn't help but look sideways at the two of them, with different eyes.

The disciples who were able to join Linyuan Pavilion and were qualified to enter Falling Sword Star Abyss had already adapted to the atmosphere of Linyuan Pavilion, so they would not say anything sarcastic to this little guy.

They were just a little curious and a little disdainful. I don’t know which little guy from the top of the mountain he is, but he speaks so ignorantly.

That is the Mingxiao Sword, the most powerful sword in the world. Why does it seem to be a cheap item easily available to you?

Facing the different looks from everyone, Xiao Fang Weihan showed no timidity at all, but looked at them one by one unwilling to be outdone.

He is the young prince of Dazhou, and his status is no worse than anyone present! Why should you show weakness and please these people?

Just when Fang Weihan wanted to say something, the girl next to him blocked him.

"I'm asking Tianfeng disciple Wen Zhexue. If you have any opinions, you might as well tell me."

She said calmly in a childish voice.

The little girl held Fang Weihan's hand, and for the first time in her life, she stood upright and faced these people tit for tat.

"Ask Tianfeng disciples..."

Wentian Peak is the main peak of Tianshan Mountain, and the disciples of Wentian Peak are the disciples of Master Taixu.

After hearing Wen Zhexue's words, everyone who had no intention of arguing with a child quickly stopped looking at them. After all, no one wants to antagonize Master Taixu.

Although Wen Zhexue seemed to have no fear, only Xiao Fang Weihan knew that the senior sister's palms were already covered with sweat. The palm holding him was also trembling slightly, obviously extremely nervous.

When she discovered that those people did not continue to argue with her further, the big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

She was just a little girl huddled in a small yard doing some repairs. She didn't even interact with people a few times, let alone scenes like this.

Master taught himself that monk Linyuan must remain calm and clear-headed at all times, and not easily get angry with others, so as not to increase the cause and effect.

But when she saw those people looking at her junior brother with such eyes, her heart broke, and Wen Zhexue couldn't bear it anymore.

The girl didn't think about anything else at all, so she subconsciously said what she just said.

Now it seems... the effect seems to be pretty good, right?
"Senior sister is so majestic!"

Xiao Fang Weihan looked at his senior sister with admiration.

"It's... not that powerful, ugh..."

The little girl felt very embarrassed when he saw her, and she tugged at the corner of her clothes coquettishly. The cold and awe-inspiring energy she had just now was gone.

"Okay, okay, Xiaohan. Come with me and pick out a sword. It'll be too late soon!"

As if she suddenly remembered something, Xiao Wen Zhexue grabbed his hand and hurried towards the icy lake ahead.

Going to the core area of ​​Falling Sword Star Abyss requires extremely high star power affinity. If you don't even have this most basic star power affinity, then you won't even be qualified to choose a sword.

But obviously... Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue's star power affinity both meet the requirements.

The two of them hardly felt any pressure along the way.

Passing by the countless Linyuan disciples who were standing there in astonishment, Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue walked to the area on the purple-black ice.

This is the core of Xingyuan, and the Mingxiao Sword, known as the best sword in the world, is quietly inserted ten steps in front.

"Is that the Mingxiao Sword? It's so beautiful!"

Xiao Fang Weihan exclaimed, and then went to urge Wen Zhexue.

"Senior sister, go and try to see if you can pull it out."

"Ah..." The little girl hesitated, "But Xiaohan, your star power affinity is not inferior to mine..."

"Sister Silly, I am an outsider. How can an outsider pull out the Mingxiao Sword?"

Xiao Fang Weihan sighed maturely.

"Woo..."

Hearing him calling herself stupid, Xiao Wen Zhexue pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and raised her hand to grab his ears.

"You are neither old nor young, how can you talk to your sister?"

"Hurry up, senior sister, the time is really coming soon!" Xiao Fang Weihan broke away from Wen Zhexue's hand. "Oh well."

She took a few steps forward, but then turned back worriedly and warned: "Don't run around where you are, wait for me to come back."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Fang Weihan nodded quickly.

Seeing Wen Zhexue preparing to get the Mingxiao Sword, he also wanted to find a sword of his own.

The little boy glanced around, seeming to be looking for which sword suited him best.

The long swords around them were shaking violently, as if they were trying their best to highlight their own advantages.

Xiao Fang Weihan spent a long time choosing, but he couldn't pick out a suitable partner.

The main reason is that these swords have ancient and mysterious star power. He is a young bird who can copy the realm by turning the mirror in the sky, and he can't tell who is good and who is bad.

However, these swords are obviously spiritual, and they can probably understand themselves.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Fang Weihan simply asked:
"Which one of you is the most powerful?"

The swords were silent, and the light they emitted pointed in the direction of Mingxiao Sword.

So Xiao Fang Weihan added: "Except for Ming Xiao, Ming Xiao belongs to senior sister."

Unexpectedly, these spiritual swords still showed no reaction, but guided him to look to the other side.

In the corner of the ice lake, there is a shuttle-shaped meteorite deeply embedded in the ice.

In the shadow of the meteorite, a green-gold ancient sword shimmered.

"This is……"

Xiao Fang Weihan walked over curiously and squatted in front of the long sword.

"Do you have a name?"

The long sword flashed, and a stream of information flowed into Fang Weihan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Zhao...Yuan?"

Xiao Fang Weihan blinked, feeling that this name conveyed an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

"Not good, not good……"

He shook his head and childishly began to drop his book bag.

"The setting sun melts into the sea, and the silence shines on the abyss. In my opinion, this name has no spirituality."

"Burn yourself and illuminate the abyss... This should not be your responsibility, this should be your own choice. No one is born to sacrifice existence. It is our different choices that distinguish greatness or insignificance."

"This is what my second uncle told me!"

Xiao Fang Weihan said proudly.

The long sword flashed again, looking very happy.

It even took the initiative to fly into Fang Weihan's hand, expressing its willingness to become his sword.

"Stop calling me Zhaoyuan. From now on, you'll be called...well..."

Xiao Fang Weihan rubbed his chin.

"Lumen? How about it?"

"Lumen, lumens... as bright as a stream of stars, as bright as everlasting light!"

"Buzz!"

The long sword happily flew around him twice and automatically floated beside him.

Fang Weihan was also very satisfied with his new partner.

He said to himself: "It's time to go see how Senior Sister is doing..."

With the Zhaoyuan Sword, Fang Weihan returned all the way to the center of the Xingyuan, where the Mingxiao Sword was.

He saw his senior sister at a glance.

Xiao Wen Zhexue was standing one step in front of Mingxiao Sword. The hilt of the long sword was within reach, but her condition was not optimistic.

She stared blankly at the ice in front of her, her brows furrowed, and the expression on her face changed from time to time.

There is fear, sadness, powerlessness, and anger.

Xiao Fang Weihan walked over and stood beside her worriedly.

He put his hand on her back, closed his eyes, and saw a sea of ​​fire.

Uehara City was burning, and the fire reflected the sky red, like a sea of ​​blood hanging upside down.

She is Wen Zhexue, but she is also Wen Xuan, the young lady of the Uehara Wen family, the only survivor of the fire.

The nightmare never goes away, it's just hidden in time.

The bright sky is like a bright mirror, illuminating the most secret corner of the girl's heart that she doesn't want to recall.

Fang Weihan didn't know what happened to the Uehara Wen family. He didn't even know where the burning city was.

He only knew that his senior sister was very sad now.

"Senior sister, don't be afraid." Xiao Fang Weihan hugged her tightly, trying to warm her cold blood.

"Xiaohan..."

Xiao Wen Zhexue opened her eyes and looked at him timidly and confusedly, as if she didn't know whether she was in a dream or reality at the moment.

Xiao Fang Weihan understood how timid his senior sister was. As someone who has been with her day and night, he knows very well that his senior sister's serious and mature appearance is all just an act.

Senior sister is the person he has the best relationship with in Tianshan Linyuan Pavilion. If possible, he doesn't mind becoming senior sister's spiritual support.

"elder sister."

he called softly.

"Do not be afraid."

Xiao Fang Weihan grabbed Wen Zhexue's hand and placed it on the hilt of Mingxiao's sword.

The dark golden light in his eyes shone like a blazing sun.

Together they drew the sword.

……

……

The light and shadow shattered, and the girl knelt down weakly on the ground, her moon-white skirt spread out like withered snow lotus.

"Tah."

This is the sound of tears falling to the ground.

At some point, tears filled the girl's eyes.

Everything Wen Zhexue experienced in the fantasy world, and the memories she once had, are now all back to her.

That kind of despair, loneliness, coldness... It felt like the whole world was standing against her. It was so terrifying. The girl's whole body was cold, as if she would suffocate in the next second.

When her junior brother called her sister, she found the meaning of her existence.

Everyone in the world says that Lin Yuan is ruthless, but who knows that even the moon hanging high in the sky will linger in the night sky reluctantly.

The Mingxiao Sword was stuck on the ground in front of the girl, as if she had never pulled it out of the icy lake.

She placed her hand tremblingly on the hilt of the sword, and the cold hilt was like hard-to-eliminate ice, piercing deeply into the girl's heart.

"It turns out that your junior brother pulled it out. It turns out that you have seen him too."

Wen Zhexue whispered.

"You are one of the most powerful holy weapons in the world, and no one can affect your mind. Yumo has forgotten him, but you have not forgotten him, right?"

Mingxiao Sword is silent.

The girl already knew the answer.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, she stared at the long sword, suppressed the anger in her heart, and asked softly:
"why?"

Why didn't you tell her, why did you watch her push that person away with your own hands, and why did you pretend that nothing happened?
The girl asked again: "It's Master... right?"

The remaining memories were still there, but Wen Zhexue had almost lost the courage to open them.

If it is really the sect that is behind all this, then what is the purpose of my persistence for so many years?
What do you mean to Tianshan?
"You finally woke up?"

Wen Zhexue looked up blankly, and saw that the person making the sound was his other self.

That... dark side that looks exactly like me.

"Nine years, nine whole years. You lived like an ignorant fool."

She looked at herself mockingly, her eyes sad and pitiful.

"The possessed state is not bound by cause and effect, so you will naturally be able to remember those memories you have forgotten."

"It's true that the sect is behind this whole thing, but do you know who directly contributed to all of this happening?"

She walked over step by step and looked at her with a look of hatred.

"It's you, Wen Xuan."

"It's you! It's you... who single-handedly caused this damn tragedy!"

The wind is blowing and the snow is far away, and the stars are dim.

The girl's pupils shrank suddenly, her face turned as pale as snow, and a wave of panic gripped her throat.

(End of this chapter)