I am the sword fairy

Chapter 2 The Sword Immortal Opens the Sky
As a result, he thought too much.

When he came back to his senses, he was in a mysterious room.

No light source to be found, but it's bright.

The black-gray floor has a slightly frosted feel, and you can feel a touch of warmth when you step on it with bare feet.

"Where is this?" Song Yu frowned slightly and looked at it.

Directly in front of him was a large table placed against the wall. There was a sword rest on the table and a long sword lying across it.

The black scabbard cloth is covered with dark golden strange patterns, which are a bit like the talismans painted by Taoist priests.

There is a painting hanging on the wall behind the desk, and the picture is hazy.

Unable to see the content clearly.

Just when Song Yu thought he was dazzled and planned to take a closer look.

The scroll suddenly turned into a ray of light and shot towards him!
Before he could make any reaction, it had already entered between his eyebrows.

Disappeared without a trace!
But he didn't feel any discomfort.

Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of being watched.

It was like someone was looking him up and down.

All this happened suddenly and unexpectedly, and Song Yu was a little confused.

At this time, a slightly disgusting thought came from deep in my heart - too weak!

Just like telepathy in science fiction movies, very clear!
Song Yu took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

He has encountered such outrageous things as time travel, what else is there to be afraid of?

He asked in a deep voice: "Who?"

Clang.

The long sword lying horizontally on the table suddenly moved.

As if being moved gently.

Song Yu: "..."

Is this sword refined?
"It looks okay."

That telepathic feeling deep inside me came again.

Song Yu was stunned, not understanding what this meant, what does it mean to look...okay?
"The skin is quite white."

"My hands are nice and my fingers are long."

"Tall and tall..."

"The eyes are bright!"

"Eyebrow……"

Song Yu:?
I finally realized, was this a compliment to him?

But no!

At first, you thought he was weak, right?
I can't find any other advantages in co-writing, I can only praise my looks, right?
This sword is really good at taking care of people's emotions...

He took a breath and asked calmly: "Are you a sword spirit? Why did you bring me here?"

"You coming here has nothing to do with me!" The sword on the table trembled slightly, and he denied it.

Song Yu thought for a while and said, "You are not important, but since you are so capable, can you please do me a favor and send us brother and sister back to my hometown?"

He really didn't want to be in a place like this, and the obsession in his mind also gave him a strong desire to protect that girl.

"No, I don't have that ability."

"Who brought me here? Tell me, I will never let him go if I look back!"

"you?"

"..."

Song Yu sighed: "Tell me, what brought me here...is there any task that I need to complete? And what happened to the painting just now? Did it get into my head? What did it want to do?"

"You have so many questions!" Sword Spirit said with some disgust: "I don't know the first question. As for that painting... it is the Sword Immortal Opening the Sky, a supreme skill. I don't know what it is. The meeting will choose you, and you are not even qualified to visualize it!”

"So it brought me here? I definitely can't go back, right?" Song Yu felt a little depressed, and there was a sadness in his heart.

"It's enough to become an immortal. Then you can go to heaven and earth, and the three thousand worlds will be free for you to roam!"

"Become an immortal?" Song Yu's dimmed eyes brightened slightly, "Can a person really become an immortal? Can you teach me?"

"No." Sword Spirit said, "You have to rely on yourself."

"This won't work, and that won't work either. What's the use of you?" Song Yu was a little angry.

"I didn't even say that I would recognize you as my master, yet you actually dislike me first? You have nothing but good looks!" Sword Spirit said.

It’s just a sword, why so many dramas?He has a small mouth and can speak quite well!

Song Yu boldly stepped forward, wanting to pull it out to see what this impulsive guy looked like.

"Do not touch me!"

The long sword flew up with a swish and hung in the air.

Swish!
Revealing a small blade of the sword that shone with cold light, he warned: "Don't touch it, or I'll chop you!"

Song Yu: "..."

In an instant, he felt goosebumps rising all over his body, and a biting chill enveloped him.

At this moment, a gentle force seemed to emanate from between his eyebrows.

Then there seemed to be something communicating with the sword that he couldn't perceive.

The sword was always hanging there, trembling and trembling, showing a sharp edge from time to time.

It felt like an argument.A long while.

The thought of the sword spirit came from the depths of Song Yu's soul: "How strange, it actually identified you?"

The next moment, it flew back to the sword holder: "You are so weak, even if I let you hold the sword hilt, you can't pick it up..."

Song Yu looked at the sword on the table and twitched the corners of his mouth: "I don't believe it!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and held the hilt of the sword with one hand. It was just a light sword. How heavy could it be?

As a result, even with all his strength, he couldn't make the sword move at all.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Song Yu said.

"It's really not that..." Sword Spirit responded bleakly, "It's because you are too weak. Open the door behind you and pick two fruits to eat..."

Song Yu was confused, where was the door behind him?
He had just observed that this room was surrounded by walls and had no doors at all.

Subconsciously, I glanced back and found that a portal really appeared on the originally bare gray wall.

Inexplicable time travel, mysterious seal, strange sword...

If it hadn't been for several days in this world, and if it hadn't been for the perfect fusion of the boy's memories and emotions, Song Yu would have felt that this was a bizarre dream.

He walked over and stretched out his hand to open the door. The sight in front of him immediately made him feel relaxed and happy!
The description in Shixian's poem "Dreamwalking in Heaven's Farewell" suddenly came to mind -

The clouds are green as if it's raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke...

He was in a position that looked like halfway up a mountain. In front of him was a platform with a skinny old peach tree growing on it.

Below the end of the platform is a vast abyss!
Looking in the distance, there is also a big mountain on the opposite side, with a huge waterfall hanging down from the height, making a loud roar.

The water splashing in the deep valley formed a super rainbow when reflected by the light coming from nowhere.

The scenery is breathtaking.

Roar!
A low roar suddenly sounded from the mountain forest, like a tiger roaring in the forest.

A large number of birds fluttered their wings from the forest and flew away in panic.

However, this was nothing. Then a scene that really shocked Song Yu appeared——

A white dragon tens of meters long rises from the deep pool below.

Twisting your body, you wind your way up the thousands-meter-high waterfall, quickly fly high into the sky, and rush into the blue clouds.

The whole process is short but extremely clear!
The white dragon has a majestic head and horns, and distinct scales and claws!
Song Yu was completely stunned.

He actually saw the legendary... dragon in a place like this? ! !

"Don't wait too long, that's not a place you can set foot in. Hurry up and pick the fruits." The sword spirit urged from the bottom of his heart.

Song Yu took a deep breath, glanced at the mountainous blue clouds a few more times, and then turned to the old peach tree that grew with great character.

The tree is about two meters high, with branches like dragons; there are not many leaves, and the leaves are crystal clear, like jade carvings.

The fruits are also very sparse. At a glance, there are only about seven or eight.

Song Yu walked over and picked one.

The flat peach is pink with green in it and exudes a quiet fragrance.

"Is this a fairy peach? You will live forever after eating it?"

"You are overthinking it. This is a spiritual flat peach. It matures once every 300 years. It can cleanse the marrow and cut off the hair, transforming your muscles and bones."

Song Yu asked again: "Can you take it out?"

"Peaches are not allowed, they can only be eaten by you here."

Song Yu nodded and was about to skin him, but was stopped by the sword spirit——

“Eat it as it is, don’t waste it!”

"..."

Okay, when I was a kid, I ate the fruits from my own tree, just pick them and eat them.

After taking a bite carefully, an extremely sweet feeling was instantly transmitted to the brain along the taste buds.

so delicious? !
One flat peach went into his stomach within a few mouthfuls, and Song Yu picked the second one and ate it up quickly like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

Then I looked at the remaining six and thought about them.

Just when he was hesitating whether to eat it all in one breath, the voice of the sword spirit came from deep in his heart again——

"With your current physique, you can only eat these two at most. Eat too much..."

Before he could hear everything, Song Yu felt a strong sense of sleepiness coming over him, and his eyes closed together completely uncontrollably.

He fell asleep instantly.

……

When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright.

Recalling that clear picture is like a dream.

There was a slight noise in the kitchen, and smoke drifted in. My sister must have gotten up and was making breakfast.

Song Yu subconsciously glanced at himself. It is said that after marrow cleansing, a layer of dirt will appear on the surface of the body.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything strange. I only found a mark on the top of my right arm.

This mark will appear as he looks at it, and disappear immediately when he looks away.

Song Yu observed carefully and found that the mark was exactly the same as the mysterious pattern at the bottom of the seal!
In the middle of the pattern, the word "bing" in ancient script followed his gaze, and inexplicably established a mysterious connection with him.

It seemed that he could enter the small room again at any time if he wanted to.

Song Yu was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the hand again, the copper seal has disappeared.

(End of this chapter)