Chapter 70: A river of blood flows through Jin Ah Qing, relying on this sword, drives...
Jin Aqing used this sword to dispel the heavy fog.
Zhang Xiangwen followed behind. He was somewhat uncomfortable with his cultivation being suppressed at the Foundation Establishment Stage, as he had just experienced a fierce battle.
He found that these monsters that came out of the fog were very aggressive. As soon as they appeared, they attacked without hesitation.
Thunder Spirit Root is the natural enemy of many monsters, but they don't seem to be afraid of dying at all.
Zhang Xiangwen shook his sleeves and took out a paper bag, which contained the pastries he had packed before leaving the table.
When the paper package was opened, it was completely torn into pieces.
He didn't mind and shook the oil paper on both sides, and the pastry powder gathered in the depression in the center of the oil paper.
Tilt your head back and swallow it all in one gulp.
After Zhang Xiangwen finished his pastry, he finally felt he had the strength to speak. "Junior Sister, don't you think this secret realm is too strange?"
He actually felt that the little junior sister looked a little strange at the moment. It was definitely her first time in this secret realm, but now she was running straight in a fixed direction with a clear goal in mind.
Jin Ah Qing nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said, "It's very anxious."
It took Zhang Xiangwen a while to realize that she was talking about the sword.
...It has to be said that he was born with a sword heart. Ordinary sword cultivators cannot even understand the clear sound of a divine sword, but a person with a natural sword heart can even hear the sound of an ordinary, almost lifeless sword blade.
He couldn't help but be curious: "Where did this sword come from?"
There's a sword in the secret realm? I killed the phoenix, but I didn't see a sword fall out of its belly?
Jin Aqing turned around and glanced at him: "..."
"I don't know."
Zhang Xiangwen: “?”
Jin Ahqing was a little confused and was about to form her words when Zhang Xiangwen interrupted her: "As long as it's not some evil sword, it's fine."
It’s not a big deal that the origin is unknown. Who doesn’t have some secrets?
Jin Aqing gave up on how to organize her words to tell him that she might have seen a god.
Well...it could also be at the level of Immortal Emperor.
"Have you named it?"
Jin Aqing shook her head. For some reason, she subconsciously didn't want to name the sword.
Does naming such a divine sword signify a deeper bond between her and it? In some mysterious way, Jin Aqing doesn't want to have too many connections with the human world.
It would be best if the sword could find a new owner after she left, so that the world could function normally without a swordsman.
Zhang Xiangwen thought that this sword was definitely not an ordinary one and was rarely seen in the world. It must be listed in the famous sword record.
"Why not just call it 'Nameless'?"
Jin Aqing nodded indifferently. She tapped the hilt of the sword lightly, and the small pendant hanging on it swayed.
Nameless Sword... sounds good too.
The magic sword makes a clear sound.
The two followed the guidance of the sword all the way to their destination. It was not impossible to ride the sword and the wind in the secret realm, but they had just finished a fierce battle and did not know whether there was anything else hidden in the dark in this secret realm.
Considering the spiritual energy reserves in the foundation-building period, the consumption of sword-flying is still very high, so it is best to save as much as possible.
Somewhat unexpectedly, there were no rare treasures or ancient mythical beasts at the destination.
Calm and peaceful, a breeze blows across the fields, and the weeds lie low.
Jin Aqing lowered his eyes, the hilt of the sword in his hand was burning hot, it was in excitement and anticipation.
"Is there anything here?" she asked softly.
The nameless sword hummed in its scabbard and actually jumped out of her hand.
The sword blade slashed at the air in front of him.
The invisible and colorless air began to distort, revealing subtle fluctuations in the real world, like air burned by fire, deformed, with a faint sense of flowing and melting.
Zhang Xiangwen was stunned for a moment. It was possible to produce a sword spirit and have such a strong self-awareness and ability to act.
At least it should be in the top fifteen of the famous sword list.
The next second, he was forced to close his eyes.
The glaring light is like looking directly into the sun, causing discomfort and pain to the eyes.
Jin Aqing closed his eyes and sensed everything around him through the nameless sword.
The eyes of the Nameless Sword are her eyes.
After a while, the light dimmed again.
Zhang Xiangwen rubbed his eyes and said, "If I had known this would happen, I should have covered my eyes first."
Jin Aqing didn't answer. She watched the thing approaching her.
An unknown feeling of palpitations came over me.
Different from the oppressive and suffocating feeling she had when facing the gods before, this was another kind of aura that did not make her surrender.
But it made her feel painful, and boundless pain rose like a tide.
Countless unfamiliar scenes flashed by.
In the fierce battle, blood flowed like a river all over the mountains and plains, and the river of blood continued to surge.
The hilt of the sword fell out of his hand, and the blade broke off from the hilt and sank straight into the mud.
The land was surprisingly moist, not the kind of moistness that fertile soil seems to ooze out oil, but rather it had long been soaked with blood, giving it a strangely dark color.
The smell of blood hit me in the face.
"...Junior Sister?" Zhang Xiangwen hesitated.
Jin Aqing opened her eyes.
The wind blows the grass low, there is no scene of a river of blood.
Only then did she realize that her gaze was too low, and she had squatted down without realizing it.
Jin Aqing stood up again and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his palm.
The pendant felt slightly cool against the back of her hand, awakening her sanity.
Jin Aqing was a little uncertain: "...I seem to have seen some strange images."
Zhang Xiangwen became nervous. No matter how good Jin Aqing was at fighting, she was still a new disciple who had been in the sect for less than a year, not to mention she was his own junior sister.
If this happened right under his nose...if the master knew about it, he would be punished.
He looked even more panicked than the person involved. "What's that? Is it because of that thing? How about we leave the secret realm now and find a healer to take a good look?"
Jin Aqing looked around and found that the thing hidden in the secret realm was gone.
Before she saw those images, she vaguely remembered that the thing seemed to be covered with a layer of starlight and rushed straight towards her.
"It disappeared?"
Zhang Xiangwen's shoulders slumped, and his eyebrows and mouth corners also slowly drooped: "No."
"It just rammed into your shin bone."
*
the next day.
"Resign—?"
Can Chang didn't expect that as soon as he woke up and was about to ask Wen Gou and his junior sister when they would be free to come to the mine, he heard an employee say that he wanted to resign.
The employee who caused him to lose a lot of merit and then regained a lot of merit on the same day apologized.
"I know this may be a bit presumptuous, but I simply can't stay in the factory any longer."
Can Chang looked bewildered and hesitated for a moment: "Can you tell me why? Is it the salary or the benefits? Or is it because of the job content?"
He must know the reason. What if this factory actually has some hidden dangers? It involves his merits and virtues, so he has to be careful in everything.
Zhong Liu felt even more regretful than him.
To be honest, the job with high salary, good benefits, many holidays, no overtime, and no need to deal with a boss with cerebral palsy was something she could never have dreamed of in her previous life.
Unfortunately, her life is more important. Until she figures out those things, she won't be able to sit at her job peacefully.
Zhong Liu chose to say what he could: "I pondered deeply last night and decided to participate in the sect's recruitment as soon as possible and learn some magical skills as soon as possible."
She said politely, "The sect I most want to join will be recruiting in ten days. It will take seven days from here."
It's reasonable. It's not a problem with the factory, but a personal matter.
Shen Chang breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt somewhat uncomfortable facing Zhong Liu, perhaps because this man could make his merits increase or decrease rapidly at any time and place, which was comparable to the feeling of jumping off a ladder.
He asked casually, "Which sect do you want to join?"
Zhong Liu, sitting upright in front of his leader, said, "Qingyun Sect."
“Cough cough cough——!”
Shen Chang was choked by himself, and after a while, he said, "Then you don't have to worry anymore."
He smiled slightly and said, "I have two friends who are disciples of the Qingyun Sect. They will be returning to the sect soon. If you don't mind, I can ask for you."
It was obvious that Junior Sister Jin Aqing wouldn't mind such a small matter as bringing one more person along. There was no harm in asking. Even if it was inconvenient, he could arrange the itinerary himself.
Zhong Liu only thought for two seconds. Between the one hundred taels of silver for travel expenses he calculated last night and hitchhiking, he decisively chose the latter.
A ride would at most be enough to treat someone to a meal, but a hundred taels of silver would be most of her savings in her small treasury.
She didn't know the situation of the sect. If there was no subsidy for poor students, she would have to rely on this small treasury to be self-reliant and survive tenaciously before fasting.
Just at this time, Zhang Xiangwen replied.
[I'm free now, do you want to go? ]
Shen Chang said, "Then you can come with me and go meet my two friends first."
"Don't worry, they are all easy to get along with."
*
"This is Zhang Xiangwen, and this is Jin Aqing."
Can Chang was not polite at all: "You can call them Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Sister Jin."
With dual spiritual roots, it should be no problem for him to join the Qingyun Sect. Besides, he will have great merits in the future, so he is definitely not an ordinary person.
There's nothing wrong with calling your senior brothers and sisters in advance.
Zhang Xiangwen agreed with a smile.
Jin Aqing nodded slightly.
Zhong Liu looked at Senior Sister Jin - she was really too young.
The original owner looked like a very young girl, and this Senior Sister Jin looked even younger than the original owner. If it weren't for her youthful face, Zhong Liu would have suspected that she was probably still in middle school or high school in modern times.
And... I always feel that the three words Jin Aqing sound a little familiar. Is it an illusion?
Zhong Liu secretly observed the other party. On the surface, there didn't seem to be anything special, except that the sword was rather strange. It seemed to be made of ordinary stone, and there was an ornament hanging on the hilt.
The stone sword is the biggest oddity. Even if Zhong Liu has no common sense, he knows that a serious swordsman would not use a stone sword. At least it must be an extraordinary spiritual sword.
However, although it is strange, it may just be someone's preference. Besides, who says that the stone used for this sword must be ordinary stone?
Zhong Liu calmly put aside his guesses.
Although she couldn't even remember the name of the protagonist of that cool novel, she knew that among the swords used by the protagonist in the entire book, there would definitely not be a stone sword - she had never seen a sword cultivator using a stone sword in any novel about cultivating immortals!
When I heard this name just now, I felt vaguely familiar with it. Maybe it was a character that appeared in the original work.
As long as he's not the protagonist, it's fine, Zhong Liu thought. With the protagonist's halo shining like this, even if nothing happens today, something will happen.
After introducing the two sides, Shen Chang said: "Let's go to the mine and help me find out what's going on."
He asked for Zhong Liu's opinion: "Together?"
Zhong Liu nodded, thinking of it as an early glimpse into the world.
Since she is a character that some people have some impression of, she must not be a short-lived tool role. At most, she will just follow behind the other person like a follower. It is not necessary for a mortal like her to take the lead.
What could happen?
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