Chapter 45 Chapter 45 "Let me show you how to be a bad boy..."
In the bamboo forest.
Gu Jingyun held the sword of conscience in his hand and stood facing Jiang Yan.
His two fingers lightly stroked the broad sword body. As he moved, a blood-red light flickered, as if awakening the sleeping sword spirit.
This was the first time Jiang Yan looked at Gu Jingyun's sword so carefully.
That long sword was completely opposite to his Demon-Breaking Sword.
Jiang Yan's Demon-Breaking Sword has a black hilt and a silver-white blade. It is long, narrow and straight, with a pattern engraved on it that looks like a dragon's wings.
As for Gu Jingyun's sword, the hilt was engraved with a circle of silver-white lines, the blade was as black as ink, slightly wide, and had a blood-drinking groove.
When the red light appeared in the groove, Jiang Yan heard the humming sound of the Demon-Breaking Sword, as if it was echoing another famous sword from afar.
The two swords seemed like two old friends, greeting each other from a distance.
Suddenly, an inexplicable throbbing arose in my heart, and my consciousness became a little dazed. The only thing in my eyes was Gu Jingyun and the sword in his hand.
A feeling I've never had before.
Moreover, Jiang Yan was sure that Gu Jingyun would have the same realization at this moment.
——Because the other party was also standing there in a daze, looking over here in a daze.
"…What is it called?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Ask your conscience." Gu Jingyun replied.
Jiang Yan nodded slightly, raised his sword again, and took a stance.
"This sword is called Devil Breaker." Jiang Yan said, "Young Master, please."
Gu Jingyun didn't move: "You first."
"good."
Jiang Yan was not shy. Gu Jingyun's realm was indeed much higher than his. If he refused, it would seem too pretentious.
He raised the tip of his sword slightly.
The next moment, the whole person attacked Gu Jingyun like a stream of light.
The young master did not retreat, he just looked up and waited... Just as he raised his eyelids, the cold light of the Demon-Breaking Sword was already within reach, and the sharp sword energy was heading straight for his face!
Gu Jingyun did not retreat but advanced and suddenly raised his hand.
The two swords collided, crossing each other's blades. Their speed was so fast that the swords almost sparked.
Jiang Yan's sword missed, and he made a mistake in his steps, so he moved closer to Gu Jingyun's right side and turned around to chop him from behind.
Gu Jingyun seemed to have expected this. He moved his left foot back, bent his right knee slightly, and turned his body to the left.
He held the sword in his right hand and lifted the sword from bottom to top with his backhand, just in time to meet the incoming Demon-Breaking Sword.
The moment the two swords collided again, two vast spiritual powers burst out at the same time, colliding and fighting each other, neither giving in or retreating a single step.
The force was so strong that the air became still. Then a powerful vacuum wave burst out from the two people in all directions.
The branches tilted and fell in the opposite direction of the two people. The wind was as strong as a storm, the leaves rustled, and a few screams were faintly heard from the far distance.
Jiang Yan's blood rushed to his head and he was forced to retreat several steps before he could barely stand firm.
He coughed a few times and raised his eyes, but the man fighting with him didn't move at all.
The gap between the middle stage of the Golden Core and the half-step of the Refined Void is really too big.
Gu Jingyun had already restrained his strength, otherwise Jiang Yan would have coughed up blood facing the close-range burst of spiritual power, instead of recovering by taking a few steps back and coughing a few times.
"Forget that this is not a martial arts training ground. If you accidentally make a big noise, someone will come over to check it out right away."
Gu Jingyun said: "Only one stick of incense time is left at most."
"That's enough." Jiang Yan said.
"The difference in spiritual power is too great. It would be unfair to use it to win. I will suppress the spiritual power."
"Then let's just compete in sword moves."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yan suppressed the surging blood and energy, raised his sword and stabbed straight forward!
The move of "Rainbow Piercing the Sun" is unstoppable!
Gu Jingyun drew his sword and stepped forward. The Sword of Questioning the Heart looked very heavy, but he managed to wield it in a light and graceful manner. His swordsmanship was elegant but not frivolous, and his footsteps were firmly planted on the ground, solid and powerful.
He turned his wrist and used the "Falling Petals" move to attack instead of defend.
The falling petals are soft but not weak, which is a way of using softness to overcome hardness when compared to Jiang Yan's sharp and strong rainbow piercing the sun.
This time, both sides held back their spiritual energy and simply competed in sword moves and basic skills, so no one gained anything.
The two of them exchanged several quick moves in the blink of an eye.
They seemed to have a telepathic connection, always able to guess the next move of the other's sword. The more they fought, the more frightened they became.
Jiang Yan was very confused.
Why are many of the sword moves used by the young master the same as those his father taught him?
Gu Jingyun was also surprised.
Why do the moves used by Ayan include basic sword moves that disciples of the Sword Sect must learn?
Although swordsmen cannot do without the basic sword techniques of chopping, stabbing, poking, lifting, picking, and slashing, and most of the things in the world are similar at the primary stage, but...
Even the footwork and changes of moves are consistent with the Sword Sect. At the end, he even incorporates some small movements that are common among the Sword Sect disciples. This is incredible.
While thinking, I was in a trance for a moment.
The Demon-Breaking Sword immediately found his weakness.
Jiang Yan jumped high and used a "Frost" move, and the Demon-Breaking Sword attacked from a tricky angle.
The sword intent is as majestic as Feng Xu riding the wind, light and airy as being isolated from the world, and more majestic than frost and snow, like a proud plum blossom blooming alone in the snow.
In a flash, Gu Jingyun subconsciously raised the sword and responded with "Fierce Sun", thrusting it upward diagonally.
The sword energy is vast and broad, and the righteousness is as awe-inspiring as a rainbow, just like "bright and endless, shining as bright as the sun and the moon."
The tip of the Demon-Breaking Sword collided with the broad blade of the Heart-Searching Sword again.
The force burst out and the two men took a few steps back at the same time.
"What's wrong with you? Are you using the same trick as me?" Jiang Yan asked, taking advantage of the opportunity.
"What's wrong with you? Your basic sword skills are exactly the same as the basic skills that disciples of the Sword Sect must practice." Gu Jingyun asked back.
"What was that move called?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Lieyang. What about you?"
"Frost."
“…”
“…”
The two men gritted their teeth, gathered their momentum, and attacked each other again.
After a few changes of moves, there was another exchange of sword moves in which neither side gave in and was equally matched.
There was a commotion coming from the distance. Jiang Yan had sharp hearing and Gu Jingyun had extraordinary vision and perception, and they almost simultaneously noticed that several people were walking towards them.
A mysterious aura is approaching rapidly.
The man hid himself very well. He leaped up and down in the bamboo forest with his lightness skills, and managed to minimize the sound of his footsteps and breathing.
If Jiang Yan had not been concentrating on listening to the sound in the distance at that moment, he would not have been able to detect him.
Jiang Yan was about to call for a stop, but the man stopped a few meters away, and then -
There were several clear bird calls in succession, three short and one long.
It's obviously a regular code.
Jiang Yan: “…”
"Huh... I, I'll just say..."
Jiang Yan used all his strength to block Gu Jingyun's sword and took a few breaths, his breathing becoming rapid due to the intense fighting.
"Where did this bird come from in the middle of winter? It turns out to be yours!"
"That's the personal guard I trained. He's reminding us that that group of people is coming and time is running out," said Gu Jingyun.
His physical strength was obviously much better than Jiang Yan's. He spoke clearly, with only slightly uneven breathing.
Jiang Yan and Gu Jingyun kept playing "ping pong pong" while asking intermittently:
"What, personal guards? Huh... You are a young master of the Sword Sect, why do you have personal guards?"
Gu Jingyun: "Ayan, I am a descendant of an aristocratic family and the young master. I must have my own people under my command."
"So you should be the second generation immortal." Jiang Yan muttered softly.
It started snowing lightly.
A strong wind carrying tiny snowflakes blew over, and Jiang Yan reacted very quickly.
His body is not stiff but extremely flexible.
In an instant, he dodged with a quick bend of the waist, and then turned his body and waist several times, moving away from Gu Jingyun's attack range as quickly as possible.
Gu Jingyun praised him for his "agile skills" and rushed forward with his sword in hand, but he did not press on the victory. Instead, he switched from fighting to seeking cooperation.
Their eyes met.
We are in perfect harmony and understand each other.
Jiang Yan's mind moved, and he flew towards Gu Jingyun.
The tips of the two swords touched each other for the umpteenth time, making a soft "ding" sound, but there was no longer the sharp confrontation as before, but rather gentle and warm.
Countless inspirations flooded into my mind.
Jiang Yan had no time to think or make a decision, and he reflexively stretched out his left hand.
His arm had just been half stretched out when it touched Gu Jingyun's arm, which was stretched out at the same time.
The young master held his wrist.
The next moment, Jiang Yan followed the pulling force and crashed into Gu Jingyun's arms.
Both of them held the sword in their right hands. The blades of the two swords were pressed together, forming a semicircle, and then they were suddenly pushed forward.
The sword energy bursting out from the tip of the sword was so powerful that it almost condensed into a solid. The broad stream of light was as bright as the Milky Way, and it rolled forward vigorously in a straight line.
"boom--"
Bamboo forest...can no longer be called a bamboo forest.
The bamboos covered with white snow fell down in a mess, smashing heavily to the ground and into the thin snow.
Wherever the sword energy passed, there was a mess.
Jiang Yan: “…”
Gu Jingyun: “…”
Jiang Yan gasped in shock. Besides the chill wind in the light snow, he could also smell a unique fragrance at the tip of his nose, as if... he had smelled it somewhere before.
But he forgot.
Jiang Yan sniffed and subconsciously wanted to smell the cold fragrance to retrieve his lost memories.
Suddenly, laughter came from above my head.
"Ayan, what are you doing?"
Jiang Yan suddenly came back to his senses from his blank state.
At this moment, he realized that he was half-held in Gu Jingyun's arms.
Their arms were pressed against each other, and Gu Jingyun's left hand was even tightly holding his wrist.
His back was not even an inch away from Gu Jingyun's chest, and it seemed that as long as he moved slightly, he could feel the young master's body temperature at close range.
“…”
No, it's too close.
Jiang Yan felt a little nervous for no reason. He pushed Gu Jingyun away violently, but after he had done so, he felt that he was overreacting.
——When brothers join forces, it’s normal for them to hug each other. Maybe, possibly, probably... it’s normal.
Fortunately, Gu Jingyun did not blame him, but just smiled and asked: "What was A Yan doing just now?"
Jiang Yan answered honestly: "...I smelled a fragrance, it seemed to be coming from you."
Gu Jingyun: "It's the spice of ambergris."
Gu Jingyun deliberately raised his hand and made a handsome and neat sword flower, then sheathed the sword.
It’s a pity that all the seductive eyes are thrown to a blind man.
Jiang Yan didn't care about the young master's sword-sheathing posture at all, and was looking at the destroyed bamboo forest with a headache.
He heard the noisy voices getting closer, and because of the last loud noise, the group of disciples who were calling their friends to gather and watch the fun ran even faster.
I can vaguely hear voices:
"Is someone secretly dating?"
"Are you stupid? How can a relationship cause such a big commotion? Someone must be arranging a fight."
"If Manager Song hadn't suddenly come to promote roast duck, we would have been watching the scene a long time ago."
"That's right."
"Jingyun, you go first, I will stay and explain to them--" Before Jiang Yan could finish his words, his wrist was grabbed by the man.
Jiang Yan: “?!”
Gu Jingyun laughed and said, "Why stay? After doing something bad, of course we have to escape together."
Jiang Yan's conscience was struggling: "Isn't this bad? A real man should dare to act and take responsibility." Running away is not what a gentleman does.
"Gentleman?"
Gu Jingyun pulled the person into his arms and wrapped his arms around the immortal's waist.
"I am not a gentleman, I have many bad intentions."
His body was hot from the previous competition, and his blood was boiling because he had found someone with whom he had a spiritual connection.
They fit so well.
From body shape, personality, cultivation talent, sword skills...
No words needed, just a look and we can understand each other.
There is nothing more beautiful in the world than a swordsman finding someone who understands his sword.
The Sword of Questioning, which had been sheathed for less than three seconds, was unsheathed again and hovered in front of the two people.
Jiang Yan: “!!”
He didn't care about the waist that was being hugged, nor did he care about the disciples of the Hehuan Sect whose figures could be seen not far away.
Jiang Yan said in panic: "Gu Jingyun, what are you going to do?!"
Gu Jingyun: "Let me show you what it's like to be a bad kid."
A sword cultivator's sword is his own treasure.
Before today, there was no one else in this world who could step on Gu Jingyun's sword.
Now he has it, and Gu Jingyun himself is willing and even took the initiative to carry the person up.
Jiang Yan was held in the man's arms and jumped onto the Sword of Questioning Heart. He could feel the rising altitude and the whistling wind.
"Does it have to be like this?" Jiang Yansheng asked helplessly.
Gu Jingyun said: "The bamboos have all been chopped down. The only exit is the direction they came from. There is no way to escape. I will take you directly to fly down the mountain on my sword."
Jiang Yan: “…”
Gu Jingyun's blood cooled down a little and his brain began to clear up.
"...You don't want to?" Gu Jingyun hesitated. He didn't want to force Jiang Yan to do anything he was unwilling to do.
"That's not the case."
Jiang Yan heard the shouts from the Hehuan Sect disciples below.
"Ah!! Why did the bamboo forest become like this?"
"Look up!"
"Are you a disciple of our sect or an outsider?! You are not allowed to run!"
"Why are you holding another one in your arms? Are you planning to elope?"
Jiang Yan: “…”
Gu Jingyun asked: "Do you really want to go down? I can't explain it now."
Jiang Yan: "...but we are not eloping!"
Gu Jingyun comforted: "It's okay, they didn't see your face."
After that, he added: "Turn back now, they will know who you are."
Gu Jingyun was controlling the sword and flying slowly down the mountain.
The speed was not fast, because the immortal who was half hugged and half embraced seemed to have not stood firmly yet.
Moreover, it was snowing now, and he had not yet used his spiritual power to protect Jiang Yan, for fear that the fast speed would make him feel cold.
The wind whistled past his ears, and Jiang Yan shrank his neck, feeling caught in a dilemma.
...Is it true that this sword can't be ridden like a magic broom?
Jiang Yan never told anyone that he actually had a psychological trauma from his childhood.
The reason why I don’t say it is because for a sword cultivator, this psychological shadow is a shame.
If someone else asked him, he would definitely refuse.
But this person is Gu Jingyun.
He only trusts Gu Jingyun.
It might not be impossible to make an exception for the young master.
"Are we leaving?" Gu Jingyun asked.
"……Walk."
Jiang Yan took a deep breath.
He suddenly hugged Gu Jingyun and buried his head tightly in him.
Gu Jingyun:? !!
"Ayan, what are you doing——"
Jiang Yan's voice trembled slightly due to his guilty conscience and nervousness: "Slow down."
Before the reason was explained, the already slow speed of the Sword of Questioning became even slower.
A possibility flashed through Gu Jingyun's mind.
He asked hesitantly: "Ayan, are you...afraid of heights?"
The head buried in his arms shook.
"No." Jiang Yan replied, "I'm not afraid of heights, but I'm afraid of flying with a sword."
"How about you take me back to the yard and I'll get a broom to fly?" Jiang Yan suggested sincerely.
Gu Jingyun: “???”
Why can a broom fly?
Is it a new type of magical weapon?
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