Ningxia has now developed an instinctive stress reaction to Jian Ming. This all stems from the dark incident on Fuyun Island that year.
Of course, because of that story back then, she had an extremely vivid emotion towards Jiandu, and she felt closeness and awe from the bottom of her heart.
She always felt that maybe every sword had a soul... Although she had not been able to read the sporadic remnant soul memories from the Chonghuan Sword. But this does not prevent her from loving it, pitying it, and even communicating with it as her partner.
However, the shadow of the past is probably irresolvable. Every time she heard the sound of the sword, she could not help but tremble.
Ningxia also heard that some high-level swords prefer to argue. When encountering an opponent, the owner will get excited and argue. Even in a sensitive atmosphere, the sword will last for a while. If that were the case, wouldn't she have a terrible headache?
Fortunately, Zhong Huanjian is a relatively calm and good partner and is not as easily excited as others. Except for a few special circumstances, she rarely heard it making a braying sound or a long cry.
But today it started barking again for some reason. Although he doesn't understand sword language, Ningxia has experienced it, and this kind of long cry is almost comparable to what happened on Fuyun Island five years ago.
What happened on Fuyun Island five years ago? Holy Pulse, Living Sword Practicing and... Thousands of Swords Crying Together.
At that time, Chonghuan Sword also made such a long and shrill cry.
Ningxia has reason to believe that there is some extreme danger or should I say extreme threat hidden in this space, otherwise there would not be such a violent reaction.
Ning Xia's premonition was very accurate. It seemed that Zhong Huanjian was not just planning to intimidate him. This seemingly unrelenting reaction was quite a gesture of vowing to defeat the enemy to the death.
As time went by, its chirping continued, and the fluctuations became more and more robbing, making her ears and brain hurt.
If it hadn't been for the repair of the wear and tear problem of body and soul a while ago, Ningxia would have suspected that he might be stunned by such a strong mental shock wave again.
If he was stunned by his own mental power, it would really be a big joke.
She would really like to communicate with Zhong Huanjian Haosheng, who is too excited, so that it can save her some energy to deal with various possible situations in the future. Otherwise, she is really afraid that her energy will be exhausted in all aspects, and the enemy will come out...
Under normal circumstances, Chonghuanjian is relatively easy to communicate with. Although this sword no longer has living consciousness due to the disappearance of its original owner, it is still a spiritual sword with upper-class materials and structure.
In terms of spirituality, many good swords in the southeastern border cannot compare to it. Ning Xia has always believed that as her cultivation continues to improve, Chonghuan Sword will one day cultivate its own spirit. Maybe then she can still see the shadow of an old friend in him?
This is naturally unknown.
But it is true that Chonghuan Sword has spirituality. When Ningxia encountered crises or threats several times before, the sword jumped out to threaten the enemy without even waiting for her to take precautions. It was a big idea.
Anyway, this sword is an extreme protector. It usually obeys Ningxia's command and usually does whatever it wants. But now it suddenly didn't work. This guy seemed crazy and didn't listen to her communication at all.
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You might not have been able to imagine this before in Ningxia. But one day when she was actually there and felt the real example, she really jumped out of the confinement of her imagination.
Imagine the cold breath you smell when a snow star in the ice and snow falls suddenly on the tip of your nose. Or the sober smell that hits your face at the moment when the air evaporates after a rain and the sky clears. Or maybe it’s the feeling of moist skin that spreads after the dewdrops accumulated all night in the wilderness in the early morning...
This type of feeling comes from synaesthesia that goes beyond a specific sense.
What Ningxia is feeling now is this kind of atmosphere.
This cold breath is different from the experiences brought by various natures mentioned above, but a heavier breath with traces of time and history.
Ningxia even sensed an inexplicably familiar feeling from this breath, as if she had been in contact with it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember the specific source for a while.
After all, the situation is unclear and the surrounding environment cannot be clearly seen. If something happened to happen, it would really be the end. So she calmed down, ignoring the insignificant pain in her body, and got up from the ground nervously.
I was thinking of some way to light a "light", so that I could at least see the surrounding situation clearly...
"call--"
"call--"
A strong wind came from nowhere, and then a few weird crosstalks suddenly broke out, a bit like some mechanism was triggered.
Ning Xia clenched the Zhong Huan Sword tightly, her whole body vigilance raised to the highest level, and she collapsed tightly. The spiritual power in the body also began to circulate rapidly, rushing towards the wrist, and most of it partially returned to the dantian, as if some kind of storm was brewing.
The next moment, a dim ball of light appeared in front of me from the darkness. It was flickering, shaking with the lingering wind. When I looked closely, it turned out to be several flames. Those "whooshing" sounds are exactly the sounds of flames igniting.
With the faint sound, more and more flames were lit, gradually increasing the brightness of the space from bottom to top.
Ningxia also saw with her own eyes that this space went from being invisible to being within sight to being brightly lit.
By the time she came back from her daze, the entire space had been completely illuminated. Although the entire space was shrouded in the dim light of the candle, it was still clearly illuminated, and she didn't think about everything like just now. can not see.
nobody.
She was the only one in the whole space.
After confirming this, Ning Xia's heart dropped slightly as she raised her throat, and her nerves became slightly more relaxed.
As far as "adventure games" are concerned, she still prefers "stand-alone" games. The sudden appearance of NPC is really a big test.
Although she felt that the possibility of having no enemies in the sword tower was ridiculous, she still hoped that this moment would come as late as possible. At least I have to prepare her mentally.
Ning Xia had to admit that even though so much time had passed and so many things had happened, she still couldn't get rid of the timid instinct deep in her bones.
Only then did she have time to take stock of the space she was currently in.
This space seems to be different from Ningxia's imagination, and it is also different from the appearance of the sword tower.
The sword tower looks crooked from the outside, but the land where Ningxia is standing is extremely straight, with no crooked appearance at all.
Moreover, the outside of the tower seemed to be made of wood, but what she saw now was that the inside was covered with bluestone blocks, which accumulated from the ground up until the ceiling was capped, forming a strange and closed tip.
The entire space presents a cone shape with a wide base and gradually narrowing from bottom to top.
