Chapter 294
Gu Hongying looked up at Shi Wan on the ice platform. Shi Wan had his eyelashes covered with icy mist and looked somewhat happy. The last time he saw him showing such emotion was when he broke the first ice chain.
Over the past year or so, Gu Hongying has broken five ice chains one after another, but there are still many left. But now, with the spiritual infusion of body training, Gu Hongying's strength has doubled, and he has the ability to completely solve these chains.
"My dear senior." He laughed sincerely and enthusiastically, "I will be able to rescue you soon!"
Late time, timing.
Anyone who is not a fool can roughly guess Shi Wan's identity. Gu Hongying thought that the Undissolved Bones was really a tormenting ghost thing. Senior Shi Wan had suffered so much for it for so many years, and it could finally come to an end.
"Hongying... cut them off..."
The sound of evening floated down from the high ice platform, bringing with it hope and encouragement.
Gu Hongying looked around the ice and snow. He looked at the faint black color in the opaque ice platform and knew that it was the incorruptible bones sealed by Kunlun. It was said that his predecessor also had fragments of incorruptible bones in his body, so they were suppressed here together.
Thinking of the explanation he had received about the cause of the formation of this place, Gu Hongying felt a little strange in his heart - the principal told him that once all the chains were broken, the senior would be able to free himself in the future, because the undissolved bones would no longer pose a threat to him.
He had never doubted this statement, but now, his intuition told him that something was wrong.
Gu Hongying raised his head again, but this time, his voice was hesitant: "Senior Shi Wan, are you sure you want to cut these ice chains?"
Shi Wan met his eyes.
For the first time, those eyes, which were clearly black and white and didn't look like those of a living person, showed the joy and happiness that belonged to a human. He laughed softly, shaking all over. The tassels that hung down gently by his ears once again fiercely grabbed his back: "Yes..."
"I have been waiting for this day... for a long, long time..."
After getting a positive answer from Shi Wan again, Gu Hongying scratched his head and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He slowly raised his hand, and the sword in his palm turned from virtual to real, and the Kunwu Sword appeared in his hand.
After communicating with the Kunwu Sword through thoughts, Gu Hongying could sense more about the sword's state. For example, now the Kunwu Sword was excited, with its tip pointed straight at the tall ice platform, as if a predator had encountered a natural enemy.
Gu Hongying: “……?”
In the collapsed Lingshan Mountain, Gu Hongying saw Sui Chunsheng, his natal sword, late at that time. He was just at the entrance of the cave. The Kunwu Sword seemed to be attracted and dragged Gu Hongying straight into the ground, and inserted into the ice block that sealed Sui Chunsheng. Gu Hongying had no choice but to fight with Sui Chunsheng.
He only remembered that he fainted right after winning the fight, and when he woke up he was already in a safe place. As for what happened during the time he was unconscious, he had no idea.
Thinking of this, Gu Hongying's expression became a little weird. Could it be that Kunwu Sword has been holding a grudge against Shi Wan's senior Sui Chunsheng after the last fight?
They say a sword is like its master, and he isn't such a petty person!
Perhaps Gu Hongying's confusion was passed on to the Kunwu Sword, and the Kunwu Sword, which was eager to try, calmed down a lot, but... Gu Hongying was even more confused.
Because this time, the emotion that the Kunwu Sword conveyed to him was [hunger].
Gu Hongying: “???”
What on earth are you hungry for, a sword? You can't be hungry for bones!
The Kunwu Sword did not give a more specific response. It had no sword spirit. Everything came from the sword's instinctive reaction.
The spiritual power as vast as the ocean ran along a specific track in Gu Hongying's meridians. The confused look on his face gradually turned into seriousness. The spiritual power was injected into the Kunwu Sword. Because they were 100% compatible, Gu Hongying immediately knew how to maximize the power of the sword moves as his mind flowed.
Perhaps sensing the threat, the silent ice chains slowly trembled, and with a teeth-grinding friction sound, one chain after another broke away from the ice wall, and boundless malevolence erupted at this moment, as if an evil existence that had been silent for a long time was awakened.
"Blah--Blah--"
The cold chains intertwined and covered Gu Hongying, entangled with malevolence and coldness, covering up everything visible to the naked eye.
Even though the exposed skin was covered with spiritual energy, there were still traces of blood. The extreme cold air and incorruptible malice could not be offset by simple spiritual power.
Blood oozes from the wound on the back of Gu Hongying's hand, and the blood flows onto the Kunwu Sword, causing the buzzing sound to become louder.
Gu Hongying raised his sword.
During the previous special training period, he had read the essays of famous sword masters in the inner world, read the experiences of anonymous people, viewed some precious images in the photo stones, and touched the remains of the sword tomb. Even the current number one in swordsmanship had spared no effort to guide him.
Be it famous or unknown, Gu Hongying has never seen two swords exactly the same.
Some of their swords are extremely complex, some are extremely simple, some are gorgeous, and some are simple. Everyone's sword is different, but everyone's sword suits them best.
The way of the sword is a unique way that belongs to oneself.
Gu Hongying is also looking for his own way. He hasn't found it yet, but he feels that the truly lethal sword moves are not fancy special effects or complicated sword moves, but the unity of complexity.
The way of the sword is simple.
So in the face of overwhelming threats, he simply raised the sword in his hand and struck without hesitation at the weak point he sensed.
Don’t be afraid, just move forward!
A streak of sword light that was extremely difficult to capture in the ice and snow flew out obliquely and landed on the ice chains almost silently.
The ice and snow seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Then, the sky seemed to collapse, and long sections of ice chains fell from the air like a meteorite rain.
Gu Hongying seized the opportunity at this moment, and moved among the falling chains, launching another series of swords - some chains were still connected, and if given time, they might reconnect again.
He was very familiar with the terrain here. Even with his eyes closed, he knew the connection points of each chain. The Kunwu Sword collided with the malicious cold air, and a sharp whistling sound was produced in the sound of fine iron clashing.
This piece of heaven and earth was filled with tiny ice chips, which rose up and blocked the view. Everything was over. This place was completely unrecognizable. Only the uneven platform and the night on the platform were left.
The tremendous spiritual power flowing in his body was drained away by this shocking blow. Gu Hongying inserted the Kunwu Sword into the ice, gasping for breath. There were no longer any horizontal chains within his sight.
He should have been happy at this moment, but his intuition as a swordsman made his hair stand on end. Gu Hongying drew his sword without thinking and rolled on the spot. Amid the crackling sound of broken ice, the place where he was before was razed to the ground.
Gu Hongying, who was still frightened, held his sword vigilantly and took a defensive posture - the person who had just attacked him was late.
The malice in Shi Wan was so dense that it was almost tangible. The white part of his pupils had disappeared, and his entire eyes had turned a dark black. The red tassels on his ears struggled desperately, but were entangled by the malice and could not move.
"Senior Shi Wan?" Gu Hongying tried to wake him up. "Senior Shi Wan!"
Shi Wan "looked" at him.
What kind of eyes are those?
Filled with malice, cruelty, disgust and many other negative emotions, when they met each other's eyes, Gu Hongying felt that the pitiful dark side of his heart was ready to move.
He raised the sword, his brows filled with solemnity. It was obvious that something was wrong with Shi Wan's current state. Gu Hongying would not let him leave until he recovered.
Shi Wan didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. He stared at Gu Hongying for a while, then slowly walked towards him.
Gu Hongying slowly retreated until he felt a bone-chilling wall of ice behind him and could no longer retreat: "Senior Shi Wan!!"
Shi Wan stood in front of him, her eyelashes covered with icy mist like butterfly wings about to fall, and he blinked slowly.
"Gu Hongying." It was the first time he called out Gu Hongying's name so clearly. He said, "I'm sorry."
Shi Wan seemed to have regained some consciousness, but Gu Hongying's vigilance did not decrease. The next second after Shi Wan finished speaking, he suddenly launched an attack in the direction of Gu Hongying without any warning!
Gu Hong consciously unfolded the Kunwu Sword under the shadow of Gu Hong.
“Puff.”
The blue sword pierced through the flesh and stabbed into Shi Wan's chest.
Only a little blood oozed out of the wound caused by the sword, and more of it was a cold black mist swirling around the sword.
Gu Hongying immediately wanted to retract the sword, but Shi Wan's hand firmly grasped the sword. His knuckles were almost transparent, but his strength was incredibly great. Gu Hongying couldn't snatch the Kunwu Sword from his hand at all.
"Sword cultivators... must not abandon their swords."
Shi Wan had been laughing since the sword pierced his chest. He gripped the sword tightly, and the sharp edge cut his flesh and hurt his bones, but he was completely unaware.
"Let go! Senior Shi Wan, please let go!!"
Gu Hongying tried desperately to pull the Kunwu Sword back, but the Kunwu Sword seemed to be sucked by something. He wanted to call the Kunwu Sword back into his body, but he couldn't do it.
Shi Wan frowned, his eyes still had that terrifying black color, but there was a hint of tenderness in the weirdness: "It's you, not bad at all."
He exerted force in his hand suddenly, and the Kunwu sword that had cut open his chest pierced through his heart and passed through his back, revealing a blood-stained sword tip.
Gu Hongying's hand couldn't leave the hilt, so the Kunwu Sword crashed into Shi Wan's arms, and blood splashed on his face, it was cold.
Shi Wan's head hung on his shoulder, trembling with pain. Shi Wan was very thin, almost frail. Gu Hongying's nose was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood, and his throat also smelled of the same blood.
Gu Hongying wanted to speak, but he was like a fish thrown on the shore. His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. He could only make silent and meaningless sad sounds.
No no no no no————!!!
Shi Wan's breathing stopped.
His head hanging on Gu Hongying's shoulder became lighter and lighter.
He was like a faded portrait, slowly, slowly disappearing into the air. His long red tassels fell from mid-air and hit the ground with a slight sound.
Dense black patterns slowly emerged on the light blue Kunwu Sword.
Since then, the sword has become spiritual.