Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 62: The Redemption of Lord Lotus Sword (5k please read!!)
The stars and the moon are hidden in the tall trees, and the darkness becomes darker at night.

Xun Yan had finished repairing it. He looked up at the black jellyfish that was still floating in the air and was much larger than before, and spat:
"I don't know where I heard the evil method, but I actually sealed my own cultivation level to experience how to break the world of mortals. Using Xuan Qi for your own use and not using it, how is it different from wasting the natural resources? Now I have become the Black Sea Moon. Nutrient, I think you have experienced a joke!"

Suddenly, the thin red python wrapped around his body began to swim, sending a snail on his side to Xun Yan's neck.

This snail was the size of a palm, covered with disgusting moss and algae, and the mouth of the snail was covered with fine tentacles. It was obviously an evil spirit.

Xun Yan's expression changed and he quickly put the conch to his ear. He seemed to be talking to the conch and said respectfully:
"Sister, what are your orders?"

The tentacles on the conch all turned right, and a charming voice came from the conch:

"How's the situation over there?"

"Everything goes well. This Venerable Lotus Sword has indeed achieved cultivation as Master said. Now she is trapped in the black sea moon that Master gave me and cannot move."

Xun Yan was a little proud. He was able to trap the famous Lotus Sword Master from the Five Continents with his cultivation in the Feather Realm. He was proud enough.

"Master, did you even give Black Sea Moon to you?"

"Hehe, Master said that Black Sea Moon specializes in treating such righteous people who are strong on the outside and capable on the inside. If she is determined, she may be able to get out in half a day. If she is not determined, she will sink and lose all her cultivation." Licking the corner of his mouth, he asked expectantly:
"Senior sister, if I can kill Master Lotus Sword Master, who even failed to succeed, how will Master reward me?"

The voice in the conch is rare and clear:

"Don't underestimate her. If you alone can kill her, why did Master just ask you to hold her back? If you want to take credit, be prepared to die."

"Xun Yan understands, senior sister, where are you? Is everything going well?"

"Buwu Lord has appeared, the Dream Eater Ghost has not yet appeared, but everything is expected."

"As expected of Senior Sister! Then...when will Master arrive?"

"Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked. Just concentrate on holding down Lord Lotus Sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tentacles in the conch all turned left again, and no more sound came out.

Xun Tong angrily pinned the sound-transmitting conch back to his waist and cursed in a low voice: "What are you pretending to be, my stinky cousin? Isn't it just that you are afraid that grandpa's contribution will be greater than yours?"

He looked at the larger Black Sea Moon again, his eyes full of pleasure.

This shows that at this time, the profound energy in Venerable Lianjian's body is flowing away rapidly, being greedily absorbed by Black Sea Moon.

Now half a day has passed, and the Lord Lotus Sword has not yet broken out of the illusion, which means that she may have been completely lost in it.

He didn't believe that this woman could still be his opponent after being tortured by Hei Haiyue for so long!

……

He Shutong didn't know where she had fallen into, and the void of darkness made her panic.

She wanted to break through this layer of amniotic fluid-like restraints, but in the end she was unable to do anything. She could only keep falling like this...keep falling.

Suddenly, a bright light seemed to appear, and she struggled to swim away.

There were four beautiful women in the light and shadow, three looked envious, one was beaming with joy, and next to this one, there was a little girl with pink makeup and a proud look on her face.

The happy and beautiful woman put her hand on the girl's head and rubbed it, expressing her love and affection:

"Our Xiaotong has already reached the Pulse Level at the age of three. I caught Zhou a few days ago. Guess what I caught?"

"what?"

"I caught a book! How rare is it to become a Taoist with a book? In the future, she will definitely be a fairy!"

Everyone also laughed and agreed with her, praising the girl endlessly.

……

The light and shadow passed by, and immediately changed to another scene:
The beautiful woman who praised her daughter has aged a bit, and there is a burly middle-aged man in fine clothes next to her. The girl has grown into a graceful and graceful girl.

The beautiful woman looked reproachful, the man looked serious, and the girl looked unruly.

"I want you to go to school! You have to learn some swordsmanship! There are thousands of female cultivators, but who among those who use swords has become a true immortal? Throw away all your broken swords!"

"Tong'er, your mother is right. Your talent lies in calligraphy. Writing books for the world and introducing the cultural context of the world will be of great merit to all immortals. Xuanxiao Sect's Calligraphy Immortal Peak is willing to accept you as its chief. Stop being willful and reckless..."

"Okay! How dare you steal the forbidden skills from the academy! This Bing Xin Skill is an evil skill at the expense of the seven emotions and six desires! Are you going to become a white-eyed wolf and don't want to recognize me as your mother?!"

"What? Tong'er, you are confused! It's more than just trying to go against your mother!"

The girl glared angrily, with tears in her eyes. She tore the book in her hand to pieces and left the city angrily.

What she didn't say was that she secretly learned Bing Xin Gong in order to match her mother's rapid progress when she boasted to others.

……

Light and shadow change, and the next clearer image appears:
Two dying old people, a man and a woman, were lying on the bed, and the air was full of the sorrow of separation and death.

Two stunning women, one in black robe and one in white skirt, were leaning against the bed, each holding the trembling hand of an old man. The person in the white dress is clearly the girl who ran away from home back then.

"Chu Jun, Xiaotong, don't be sad. Everyone will die, and even the immortal ancestors cannot avoid it, so why cry? It's just that this mandarin sword will be broken in my hand..."

The old man let out a trembling sigh, which made the woman in black robe burst into tears even more, while the woman in white skirt looked even more painful, but she couldn't hold back her tears.

"Dad, don't say that! It was obviously broken in my hands, what does it have to do with you?" The woman in black robe was full of self-blame and held the old man's hand tighter.

"You still have the nerve to say that! You're a girl who prefers bare-handed fists. You haven't even learned the basics of the Yuanjian. You're not a heir to the Yuanjian! Ahem!"

The old man was so angry that he started coughing. The woman in black robe quickly patted his back, and the old man said slowly:
"Your mother is better, she can smile. She has accepted Xiaotong, who is extremely talented, as her apprentice. She is worthy of the ancestors of Yangjian."

The old woman poked her wife hard with her elbow, then held the hand of the woman in the white dress and said:
"Xiaotong, don't listen to that old man. I accepted you as my disciple because I like you. It has nothing to do with the inheritance of Yangjian. You don't have to regard this as a burden in the future."

The woman in the white dress nodded dully.

The old woman smiled kindly and said: "Rather than inheriting the inheritance, I hope that you and Mr. Chu can find a Taoist couple that you are satisfied with. The immortal road is bitterly cold, and it will be very cold if there is no one to hug and keep warm..."

The woman in the white dress gritted her teeth and confessed:
"Master Wife, I can become a true immortal by myself, I don't need a Taoist companion."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled more kindly, but there was a trace of sadness in the corners of her eyes:

"As long as you live in this world, do whatever you want..."

The next moment, the smile was permanently fixed on the old woman's face. The old man seemed to have noticed something, and closed his eyes after shedding two tears.

The woman in black robe cried out sadly. She wiped away her tears and glared at the woman in white dress:
"He Shutong! My mother is about to die and you won't lie to her! Do you have to let her die with regrets? If you weren't desperate, why would my mother take you in!"

"I am the Yuanyang Sword Sect! You are the one who shamelessly insists on learning swordsmanship from a disciple like me. How can you learn Yuanyang Sword if you don't find a Taoist companion!"

The woman in the white dress lowered her head in silence, unable to answer a single question.

……

He Shutong understood that these were all memories from her past, and the following scenes emerged one after another like a quick glance at a horse:

In the picture, she is still wearing a white dress like a fairy. She is standing hesitantly outside the gate of the He family in Henggao City.

At this time, the He family was decorated with lanterns and colors and was in a festive mood. Under the grand door plaque, an endless stream of guests congratulated them eloquently:

"Congratulations to the head of the He family, Lin'er!"

She stood indifferently in the crowd of happy people, like a foreigner at a loss.

She pursed her lips, then turned and left.

This departure lasted for sixty years. During this period, she traveled around Central Continent, always alone.

She felt that her sword was getting colder and colder, and her heart was getting colder and colder.

Later, in order to break through the realm, she meditated for twenty-five years in the Yuhuan Pond, one of the blessed places of spiritual life, surrounded by thousands of lotus flowers. Finally, she entered the realm of the Venerable Dongxu and created a set of shocking skills. The ancient and modern Liansheng swordsmanship.

With one sword, thousands of lotuses are born.

After breaking through, she returned to the front door of the He family. However, today's He family was not a scene of joy. Instead, it was hung with white cloths and solemn. Everyone was wearing sackcloth and mourning, crying bitterly.

The wife of the housekeeper and her mother passed away.

The people who came to express condolences passed by her, and they talked in low voices:

"I heard that Mrs. Liu was chanting her daughter's name before she died. Her daughter was so angry that she was so angry!"

"Anyone who has a daughter who runs away from home and never returns for a hundred years will be pissed to death!"

It rained heavily that day, and the rain hit her face. She didn't even dare to step in and take a look at her mother.

I don't know whether it was out of guilt, indifference, or anger, but she turned around and climbed up the Henggao Mountain with one sword and no one could stop her. She stood under the towering and ethereal Shuxian Peak and cut it in half with a sword.

The extra half is called Lotus Peak, the thirteenth extra peak of Xuanxiao Sect.

Since then, she has become the thirteenth great elder of the Xuanxiao Sect, the first sect in Zhongyuan Continent, the Venerable Lotus Sword, and is famous all over the world.

But her father and her brother, whom she had never met, never came to see her, and she didn't go to see them either.

Her surname was He, but it seemed that her surname no longer mattered. From now on, people would only call her Lord Lotus Sword.

Although she is the leader of a peak, she does not accept disciples or give lectures. Her indifference and solitary behavior have been criticized by many people. Only the kind-hearted Xuanxiao Sect leader, who is as kind as a master's wife, supports her despite all the objections.

And in the great battle ninety years ago when the Holy Mountain was determined to completely purify evil, the old sect leader known as True Lord Yujing died, right in front of her.

To save her.

True Lord Yujing's body was covered with algae that should have grown on her body. Endless tentacles stretched out from the old woman's seven orifices. Two round eyes rolled to her feet. She was helpless.

True Lord Yujing endured the rot all over his body to comfort her, saying that he did not die to save her, but that he deserved to die, and he just wanted to die a worthy death.

True Lord Yujing looked at her expressionless face and smiled, asking her to pierce his spiritual platform and send him on his last journey.

Still unable to shed tears, she nodded and raised her sword.

"It's better to save you. You're as cold as ice. I won't feel sad if I finish it with my own hands... Then I... won't feel guilty..."

She couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a frank statement that Lord Yujing whispered before his death, but it was etched in her heart forever.

Later, she got a disciple by chance, but she almost forgot how to communicate with others, let alone had no experience as a teacher for the first time.

Fortunately, the disciple was extremely talented and became the leader of the list of geniuses in the sacred mountain early on, and was known as Fairy Wangshu.

It's a pity that she is as cold as ice and has taught her only disciple to be an iceberg even colder than herself.

Later, she read in a book that people who practice Bingxin Kung Fu are indifferent to emotions and desires due to the influence of the technique. If they want to change, they can seal off their mysterious energy and return to ordinary people to appreciate the ups and downs, joys, angers, sorrows and joys. After experiencing the world of mortals, they can Recovering his cultivation level may change Bing Xin.

At this moment, Guan Chujun found her. Chujun asked her to help take care of his only disciple, a ten-year-old blind boy, while Chujun himself needed to explore a hidden truth.

She agreed, and as a condition, she was allowed to live back in Jianzong's courtyard.

At the same time, she also blocked her own cultivation, and began to become the teacher's wife without cultivation in the blind boy's mouth.

After returning to the mortal world, she didn't feel any change in herself, and her heart was still the same cold. She sat in her room, meditating, playing the piano, listening to the rain, and watching the snow as a habit.

The blind boy took a bunch of candied haws and asked her, "Do you want to eat it?"

She refused and did not open the door.

The blind boy held a pile of cotton wool and asked her, "Does the mistress sleep warmly?"

She refused and did not open the door...

There were countless similar scenes repeated, and these rejections were her most natural and subconscious behaviors in the past two hundred years.

She felt that she should change, but she didn't know how to deal with it, let alone how to say a few words to people other than Guan Chujun.

Instructing this young man on his swordsmanship and teaching him while he was cautiously asking questions was the limit of what she could do. She often thought:

He must be afraid of himself... If someone else was his mistress, maybe he would be happier...

The pain and confusion in the mortal state was so intense that she was desperate. Perhaps a cold death with no one paying attention was the retribution she deserved.

Regardless of being immortal or mortal, this heart of ice cannot be melted away.

She should have listened to her mother from the beginning and believed in the so-called "Zhuzhou" to choose the book she hates most and abandon the sword she loves most.

In this way, she who is honest and won't show off and secretly learns Bing Xin Kung will be the fairy her mother talks about.

In this case, she would not be angry with her mother to death, would not make her mistress regretful, and would not kill True Lord Yu Jing.

Just as Zhenjun Yujing said, she will not be sad for the death of others, and naturally no one will be sad for her death.

The only disciple will be found by Shenshan to find a better master, and You Su, entrusted by Chu Jun, will be taken care of by Gu Yao.

Then die in peace...

End this life of failure without anyone caring...

He Shutong allowed himself to drift and sink in the darkness, his whole body was like ashes blown away by the wind after the fire was extinguished, becoming more and more transparent.

A sense of relief came over her, and she wanted to shed tears, but she really couldn't...

"Master's wife! Let's go together!"

He Shutong seemed to hear someone calling her. The voice was very familiar and anxious.

"Master, don't be afraid, they don't dare to move! Come out quickly, let's go!"

It's You Su... What's wrong with him?
"Master Wife! Let's go! Come out quickly and let's go together!"

How could that young man who was always calm and calm appear to be crying in such a pleading tone?
He Shutong impatiently searched for the source of the sound, and she swam forward desperately.

She pushed aside the fog and seemed to see dozens of vicious people besieging You Su. These people wanted to kill him.

You Su was covered in blood like a trapped animal in stress. His eyes were dark. He was holding his junior sister in one hand and a young boy in the other. He stood in front of her room and kept calling her.

He Shutong understood what You Su was doing. He was stubbornly trying to escape with her.

"Leave me alone! Just take your junior sister and escape!" She shouted silently to the virtual scene, "Leave me alone...just let me die..."

The old man told You Su that his wife was no longer in the room and she had deceived him by leaving a message.

You Su cursed loudly. This was the first time in her memory that this etiquette-savvy boy had cursed.

He Shutong felt like his heart was cut by a knife, just like every time before.

"Master, don't blame me, I'll take you away!" You Su raised his foot and was about to kick open the door.

Even at this time, he would ask her to ignore his rudeness.

"No! No!"

He Shutong felt almost suffocated and tried feebly to stop You Su.

She didn't want You Su to open that door, she didn't want You Su to feel that she had lied to him, and she didn't want You Su to find out that she wasn't around when he needed her most.

She was afraid that the only person in the world who cared about her would be disappointed in her.

Just like how I treat others coldly, just treat me coldly!

I obviously only regard you as a condition of the transaction, an object that can be exchanged for others to protect at will! Why do you insist on treating me as someone worth protecting with your life?

I don't deserve it at all!
Yousu kicked the door open with a bang.

click.

He Shutong also heard the sound of his heart breaking.

After You Su found out that she was not in the room, he was so sad that it almost overflowed the light curtain.

These people slashed him with swords and wounded him with ice and fire. Everyone looked at him as if he were a stranger and wanted to put him to death...

Just leave me alone. If you leave me alone, I won't enter this room and won't fall into a trap!
"Master's wife, Master's wife, Master's wife..."

I'll never hear that gentle young man call me this tirelessly and passionately again...

How can you accept such a thing!
At this moment, strong and complex emotions were like immortal fire, melting the heart that had been frozen for two hundred years.

The ice heart melted and turned into two lines of clear tears flowing down her cheeks.

Mother, Master, Sect Master... You Su!
This time! I will never be powerless again!
As He Shutong's thoughts became firmer, her dissipated body fragments returned to their original places one by one, and her transparent body gradually turned back into reality. The Xuan Qi that had been sucked away by the Black Sea Moon also returned to her body like a torrent.

With one sword strike, thousands of lotuses are born!

The black sea moon exploded like fireworks, and Xun Tiao was frightened when he looked at the spotless Lotus Fairy hanging in the air.

The bright moon hangs high, and no matter how tall the tree is, it can't block its bright and clear light.

That night, Venerable Lianjian, the leader of female sword cultivators in the world, returned to the realm of Venerable Dongxu.

(End of this chapter)