The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

The sword was on the cliff.

A handsome and elegant man stood there, wearing a robe as white as snow.

He held a seemingly ordinary branch that faintly revealed aura, and performed a series of exquisite sword techniques.

The man was as agile as a swallow, the branch in his hand was dancing, the sword was like a storm, extremely unpredictable, and the speed was as fast as lightning, dazzling.

After a set of combos, the man's forehead, like a crown of jade, was already oozing with fine sweat, and the branch in his hand was broken into several pieces because it could not withstand the powerful sword force.

The man looked at the broken branch in his hand, sighed softly, and looked a little helpless, "Alas! I still can't calm down!"

Just then, a crisp applause came from not far away, "Junior Brother Xiao, your swordsmanship has improved a lot. Sooner or later, you will surpass me in the future!"

Xiao Huo threw away the branch in his hand and turned to look at Lin Xiaoyu, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He sensed that Lin Xiaoyu was nearby early in the morning. On weekdays, the two of them had almost no intersection. Even though they were in the Criminal Law Hall, they rarely communicated.

Originally, he thought Lin Xiaoyu was looking for someone else, but he didn't expect that she came to see him practice sword.

He habitually humbly complimented: "Sister Lin, please don't make fun of me! Everyone knows that you are born with a sword heart. My swordsmanship is as different from yours as the difference between heaven and earth!"

Lin Xiaoyu smiled slightly, stepped closer to Xiao Huo, and said softly: "Junior brother Xiao, there is no need to be so modest. Your talent and hard work are obvious to everyone."

Xiao Huo's handsome face flashed a trace of surprise, his eyes were full of doubts, and he looked at Lin Xiaoyu with even more surprise.

In the past, Lin Xiaoyu always looked straightforward, dressed casually, and spoke directly. He said whatever he wanted, never beat around the bush, and would never deliberately compliment others.

Xiao Huo shook his head, his mouth slightly raised, and said: "Sister Lin, don't play Tai Chi with me here, tell me quickly, what are you doing!"

Lin Xiaoyu saw that her little thoughts were so quickly seen through by Xiao Huo, so she stopped pretending and said straightforwardly: "I want to ask about the matter between Qin Shou and Ye Linglong. Do you know where they went?"

Xiao Huo stood there with a tall figure, his white robe fluttering in the wind, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he answered without hesitation: "I know."

This really made Lin Xiaoyu overjoyed, and she was secretly happy in her heart, and hurriedly said: "Please tell me, okay?"

"No!"

Xiao Huo decisively refused. At this moment, he didn't want to think about Qin Shou and Ye Linglong anymore. He just wanted to spend the year of punishment quietly on this sword cliff.

Lin Xiaoyu thought that he was unwilling to speak because he had not seen any benefit, so he took out a shining top-grade spiritual sword from the ring. The spiritual sword exuded a bright light, like a rare treasure.

Lin Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Xiao, if you tell me, this sword will be given to you!"

"This!! This is the Zen Heart Worry-free Sword, are you really sure you want to give it to me?"

Xiao Huo stared at the spiritual sword with astonishment, and he recognized the origin of this sword at a glance.

According to rumors, holding this sword can easily enter the wonderful state of meditation and meditation. It is a rare and top-grade spiritual sword that is extremely suitable for meditation and practice in the hand. Its preciousness is self-evident!

"Yes! As long as you tell me where Qin Shou went, I will give this sword to you!" Lin Xiaoyu's eyes were extremely sure.

Xiao Huo felt a little itchy. He had just been determined not to say anything, but now that someone had taken out a spiritual sword, he was shaken. How weak he was!

But this spiritual sword was too precious. If he had no determination, then he would have no determination. Face couldn't be eaten!

Xiao Huo gritted his teeth and finally said, "Okay, then I'll tell you. Qin Shou and Linglong went to the Great Qin Empire in the mortal world, Xianyang. If you rush there now, you may meet them on the way."

A touch of joy flashed in Lin Xiaoyu's eyes. She quickly handed the Zen Heart Worry-free Sword to Xiao Huo and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Xiao."

Xiao Huo took the sword and gently stroked the sword. Although he was still a little entangled in his heart about his previous performance, he gradually felt relieved when he saw the rare spiritual sword in his hand.

Lin Xiaoyu got the answer she wanted and was ready to turn around and leave.

At this time, Xiao Huo suddenly called her, "Sister Lin, this sword is so precious. You gave it to me so easily. Aren't you afraid of regretting it?"

Lin Xiaoyu stopped, turned around and smiled, saying: "No matter how precious the sword is, it is not as important as the information I want. I don't regret it. Besides, I believe that Junior Brother Xiao will help me in the future."

After saying that, he flew away.

Xiao Huo looked at Lin Xiaoyu's back as she walked away, and then looked at the Zen Heart Worry-free Sword in his hand, thinking secretly about how to face Lin Xiaoyu in the future.

At this moment, he could only put away the sword first, continue to complete his punishment on this sword cliff, and at the same time try to use this Zen Heart Worry-free Sword to assist himself in cultivation and improve his strength.