Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Is there someone hiding in your room?
look familiar?
Gu Jingyun frowned slightly.
Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are only a few cultivators who can break through the void and ascend. After the Sword Immortal, no one else can ascend.
Therefore, the sword spirit left by the sword immortal is even more precious. Regardless of whether you practice sword or not, you want to find out the truth about it, hoping to gain some insights and make progress on the great path.
However, after thousands of years, not much of the sword spirit of the sword immortal remained in the world. In addition to the plaque hanging in the main store of Dongzhou Zuixianlou, there was still a vague sword mark, and the rest was the Wunian Peak within the Sword Sect.
Gu Jingyun had never heard of any traces of the sword immortal in other states. Could it be that the sword immortal's sword spirit had been spread among the people and was picked up by Jiang Yan?
Gu Jingyun asked: "Ayan, where have you seen him?"
"I'm not sure..."
Jiang Yan got closer and closer to the bronze mirror. He did not make a judgment immediately, but only asked Gu Jingyun to increase the spiritual power input to make the mirror clearer.
Gu Jingyun did as he was told.
"Be careful, there is a limit to the amount of spiritual power a two-sided mirror can withstand." Jiang Yan reminded.
To prevent too much spiritual power from bursting the magic weapon.
Gu Jingyun smiled and said, "This is a gift from Ayan. I will never let it get damaged in the slightest."
With a solid foundation, it is natural to control spiritual power. But Gu Jingyun is concerned about Jiang Yan's affairs, no matter how big or small.
He said these joking words so that Jiang Yan wouldn't be distracted and could concentrate on doing what he wanted to do.
He was extremely cautious when inputting spiritual power, which was no less than a sophisticated spiritual power control training.
As the spiritual power was injected, the array circuits inside the bronze mirror were activated one by one. Gu Jingyun found a good angle to ensure that Jiang Yan could see the full picture of the sword mark.
The bronze mirror became clearer and brighter. Before he knew it, Jiang Yan was almost lying on the mirror, staring at the sword mark without blinking.
He is brainstorming.
Someone on the other side was equally upset.
Gu Jingyun: "..."
Jiang Yan is indeed a rare all-rounder in the world, and he is also quite talented in refining equipment. The two-sided mirror made in just a few days is so clear that it seems as if the person is right in front of him.
Gu Jingyun could even see the tiny hairs on Jiang Yan's cheeks, and the young man's long and thick eyelashes like crow feathers were trembling slightly with his owner's mood.
A pair of dark eyes that looked like they had been dipped in a cold pond, brighter than the finest black jade. The light that shone through the bamboo curtains fell on the young man, making him look as if he was glowing. No one could take their eyes off him.
The person in the mirror was getting closer and closer.
Until there is nothing else in the whole picture, people outside the mirror can only see his face, and those who are captured by the immortal's gaze will inevitably be willing to be convinced by him, so how can they escape?
Gu Jingyun felt as if he had been hit by Jiang Yan's beauty and had some difficulty breathing.
He knew that Jiang Yan was not looking at him, but his heartbeat still began to accelerate. However, he had to pretend to be calm and cool, not daring to reveal his abnormality.
At this time, at this distance, I feel like speaking a little louder would disturb the beauty in the mirror.
Gu Jingyun softened his voice unconsciously and asked in a gentle voice: "Ayan, how is it? Have you figured out something?"
Jiang Yan came back to his senses, turned his gaze, and instantly met the smiling eyes of the man in black.
Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat, he was startled for a moment, and then quickly stepped back!
In a hurry.
Even though he didn't know why he was so panicked, he thought he was frightened by Gu Jingyun's face.
But Young Master Gu is so handsome, gentle and considerate, and not ferocious at all, so how could he be scared?
Jiang Yan was very puzzled.
Maybe it was because we were too close. After all, there is a saying that goes “distance creates beauty”.
He thought to himself.
What happened to Gu Jingyun was not important now. Jiang Yan put all those messy thoughts behind him, and after carefully looking at the sword marks again, he sighed with regret.
"What's wrong?" Gu Jingyun asked.
Jiang Yan said: "I made a mistake. That is not the sword I am familiar with."
Gu Jingyun understood. The mirror was blurry and limited by the angle, so it was common to make mistakes.
"This is the sword spirit left behind by the sword immortal who ascended to heaven a thousand years ago. Who did Ayan mistakenly identify it as?" Gu Jingyun asked curiously.
The sword of a sword cultivator is the Tao he practices. To glimpse into the sword cultivator's sword heart is equivalent to seeing him directly.
The sword of the Sword Immortal is Ling Han Jue Jian, a cold and aloof sword that is unique in the world. Is there anyone who can be colder than the Sword Immortal?
On the other side of the mirror, the clear and bright Immortal hesitated for a long time, then slowly uttered two words:
"My father."
"Oh, it turns out to be Yue - cough cough cough!" Gu Jingyun stopped talking immediately and coughed violently.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but get anxious. He leaned close to the mirror and asked nervously, "Jing Yun, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Gu Jingyun finally recovered.
"…It's okay, I just choked." The man laughed dryly, touched his nose, his eyes wandering, not daring to look Jiang Yan in the face.
Can this be choked?
Jiang Yan was confused and felt quite puzzled.
Seeing that the man looked left and right but didn't look directly at him, Jiang Yan frowned and his tone became a little unhappy.
"Why don't you look at me?" Jiang Yan disagreed, "It's very rude not to look directly at the other person when talking."
"...Ayan, you were too close." Gu Jingyun felt helpless and guilty.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that he had moved closer again.
"!!!"
Jiang Yan condemned himself in his heart. He had said before that the young master's face was too close and scared him, but now he was the one who scared others.
He stretched out his hands, making sure the bronze mirror was at least an arm's length away from him, and asked guiltily, "Is this okay?"
Gu Jingyun: "..."
Do you believe it? ?
I can’t even imagine what kind of deception Ayan will face when he goes out in the future.
If he were with me, I'd feel more at ease.
Gu Jingyun was lost in thought as he said, "It is said that the Sword Immortal has no heart for love, and only the sword in his hand. Everyone says that he practices the Way of Mercilessness. Did your father also practice the Way of Mercilessness?"
Jiang Yan shook his head slightly and said firmly: "Father cultivated the sword of compassion."
Otherwise how could he be born.
Jiang Yan looked at the long and narrow sword mark on the cliff again and lowered his eyelashes.
"At first glance, the sword spirit is somewhat similar to my father's. But if you look closely, they are not similar at all."
Jiang Yan said softly: "The sword of the Sword Immortal is too cold. But my father is not like that. He is not cold... well, at least not to me and my mother."
In Jiang Yan's memory, his father was a romantic man who loved to joke and treated him and his mother very well. His father did value swords, but swords were not everything to him. His wife and children were.
The sword immortal is cold-hearted and cold-tempered, so he cannot possibly be the father.
Gu Jingyun was afraid that he would be sad, so he comforted him, "I will help you find your family."
Magic wands, magical spells and formation diagrams, potions that are different from traditional elixirs and more like those from exotic places... these are all clues.
Gu Jingyun has already sent people to investigate, but before getting any useful clues, there is no need to tell anyone and cause trouble for Ayan.
Gu Jingyun changed the subject and asked, "How is everything going lately?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yan smiled.
He was strong inside and firmly believed that he would be able to return to the magical continent and reunite with his parents one day. Naturally, he would not be sad because he saw a sword with a sword intent that was somewhat similar to his father's sword.
But being strong on your own is one thing, and having friends who care about you is another.
Jiang Yan felt a little warm in his heart, and he followed Gu Jingyun's words and slowly started talking about interesting things in his daily life.
"The disciple-taking ceremony has ended. Master asked me to rest for a day and consider which course to take. I will go to see him tomorrow."
"Which subject is Yan going to study?"
"My senior brother didn't allow me to go to the tea art class. In addition to swordsmanship, there are also music art, alchemy, weapon refining, and formations—"
"...You learned all of them?"
"If I try to learn too much but not in any particular area, I won't have enough energy. I'll probably choose swordsmanship, music theory and alchemy." Jiang Yan's plans for his future are very well organized.
Swordsmanship was a must, and alchemy had something in common with potions, which was one of his main occupations. The only thing left to learn was musical instruments.
A sword is a sharp weapon, and music can soften the sharpness of the sword, which is helpful for self-cultivation.
As they chatted, Jiang Yan looked much better than before.
Gu Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief and calmly adjusted the angle of the bronze mirror so that the mirror surface was away from the stone wall and facing the bright cave entrance.
The next second, he frowned slightly, but relaxed his brows before Jiang Yan noticed.
"Ayan can also play the piano?" Gu Jingyun smiled, facing the stone wall, and slowly backed away from the cave entrance.
"I can't play the piano, but I can play the flute."
At this point, Jiang Yan couldn't help but proudly said, "My parents both praised me for playing the flute beautifully, so moving that it moved heaven and earth and made birds stop to watch."
Gu Jingyun was surprised: "Such a profound musical skill?"
Jiang Yan: “Yeah!”
She looks so cute when she's proud.
Gu Jingyun burst out laughing.
"Actually, I can play the piano, and I know a little bit about it."
Gu Jingyun walked out of the cave quickly. The moment he completely left the cave, the light changed from dim to bright, and the entire background changed.
In the afterglow of sunset, the setting sun illuminated the man's profile, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds, distant and gorgeous.
The handsome swordsman, who was as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree, smiled softly in the evening breeze and asked, "May I ask the Immortal Lord if I have the honor to listen to your flute music? I would like to play the zither to accompany you and play in harmony with A-Yan."
In the mirror, Jiang Yan stared at him in a daze, as if he hadn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Gu Jingyun was immediately relieved.
Great, it's finally not backlit.
The backlight in the cave is too dim. Even the whitest face will appear yellowish, which will damage your image. This is absolutely not acceptable.
How nice it would be like this.
Fortunately, he has a face that can be considered handsome and elegant, which can attract Jiang Yan's attention.
Gu Jingyun secretly adjusted the angle, trying his best to make himself look more handsome.
"Ayan, what do you think?" Gu Jingyun asked with a smile.
"It's not a big problem to play the ensemble, but..." Jiang Yan hesitated and corrected, "Did you hear me wrong? I learned the flute, not the qin."
Gu Jingyun: "..."
Jiang Yan thought for a moment: "Are you trying to use this allusion to say that we have a good relationship? But we are friends, not husband and wife."
Gu Jingyun: “…………”
Gu Jingyun's smile was more forced than ever before, and even the hand holding up the bronze mirror was almost out of strength.
"I just, just—"
No, he was so tired that he couldn’t continue.
Jiang Yan was almost horrified to find that the man in the mirror suddenly changed from being high-spirited to slightly decadent.
Although the background was bright, Young Master Gu's face was pale and gloomy. He was shaky and seemed to be about to fall off the cliff in the next second.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yan's voice unconsciously rose, feeling anxious for his friend: "Jing Yun! Jing Yun?! Are you okay!"
Gu Jingyun bravely picked up the broken heart and put it together.
He patted his cheeks and smiled again.
"I'm fine. I'm fine."
It means that the words spoken are somewhat gnashed.
Jiang Yan was about to ask in detail when he suddenly heard his master's voice calling from the door.
"Yan'er, what happened?"
He Huan Zhenren kept knocking on the door. "I happened to be passing by and heard you shouting. I was very worried... Yan'er? Why don't you open the door?"
There was constant banging on the door.
Jiang Yan: “…”
Jiang Yan suddenly felt very nervous for some reason.
"Jingyun, Master is here to see me. I'll come to see you next time when I'm free." He said quickly.
Before Gu Jingyun could say a word, Jiang Yan had already cut off his spiritual power.
If one party disconnects the link, the formation will naturally stop working.
Gu Jingyun: "..."
He looked at the bronze mirror which suddenly went dark, and then he could vaguely see his own face, and fell into a long silence.
The other end.
Jiang Yan stuffed the bronze mirror into the Sumeru Ring and quickly ran to open the door for his master.
The door creaked and slowly opened.
Master Hehuan's hand, which was knocking on the door, was suspended in mid-air.
"Master." Jiang Yan looked calm as he bowed and greeted his master.
"...Hmm." Master He Huan looked you up and down anxiously, "You were yelling so loudly that I almost thought something was wrong with you."
Jiang Yan looked back innocently.
There was no yelling.
He was just worried that something might happen to Gu Jingyun, so he unconsciously raised his voice a little.
Just a little bit.
Zhenren Hehuan suddenly felt a little unfounded suspicion. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, walked past Jiang Yan into the house, and looked around the bedroom.
"…Is there anyone hiding in the house?" he asked.
Jiang Yan quickly shook his head.
No! That's not the case!
"There are only my books and sword in the room." Jiang Yan's eyes were determined as if he had seen through the world.
Master Hehuan thought that the young disciple didn't seem like someone who would dare to bring someone into his room without telling his master.
If his disciple really had this idea and courage, Master Hehuan would actually laugh out loud and feel a lot more relieved.
"What book or sword? You might as well hide someone."
Master Hehuan patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder and sighed.
The master left looking quite disappointed.
Jiang Yan watched his master walk out of the courtyard, his fingers holding onto the door frame slightly curled up.
Tibetan?
He did not hide anyone, he just hid a magical weapon that could see Gu Jingyun from a distance.
"This shouldn't be a lie." Jiang Yan said to himself uncertainly.
If his master knew that he and Gu Jingyun were always in contact, he would definitely suspect that there was some hidden relationship between them.
But they are really just good friends!
As the saying goes, less trouble is worse than more, so I'd better not tell Master.
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