Volume 1: The Thatched House is not out yet Volume 1 Chapter 33 Legend

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Bu Xiaotian looked at Lan Yunxin and said nothing. He just silently took off the long sword from his back and handed it to her.

"Thanks."

Lan Yunxin took the sword, thanked him, and held the two swords together in his hands.

I could see the two long swords in her hands. One scabbard was blue-black, and the other scabbard was silver-white. It was hard to imagine that these two swords, which seemed to have completely different textures, were made from the same furnace.

But although the lines on them are different, they actually come from the same source.

The two long swords actually glowed slightly in Lan Yunxin's hands. The "Gan Jiang" sword blade shone with dark cyan light, and the "Mo Xie" sword body shone with a faint white light.

The light on the sword body alternates between strong and weak, slowly growing from weak to strong, and then slowly weakening from strong to strong, rising and falling like breathing, echoing each other.

Not long after, the two swords slowly came out of their scabbards and hung upside down in front of the two of them out of thin air.

The light on the sword became stronger and stronger, and the green and white brilliance echoed lingeringly, like a pair of long-separated lovers reunited after a long separation, expressing their love for each other.

Bu Xiaotian and Lan Yunxin were both attracted by the strange changes in front of them. They looked at the two swords hanging in front of them with shocked expressions and were speechless for a long time.

The vision formed by the two swords lasted as long as a stick of incense.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the square at this time, and the place where Bu Xiaotian and Lan Bingying were located was also quite remote, so no other disciples noticed anything strange here.

Slowly, the brilliance of the two swords disappeared, and slowly flew back into their respective scabbards, becoming as ordinary as before, but with an indescribable change.

Bu Xiaotian felt that he had just witnessed a pair of lovers who had been together in life and death talking to each other. Looking at the two swords in front of him, he seemed to be able to feel the joy of their reunion.

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel shaken and fell into deep thought.

Lan Yunxin also had the same feeling, but it was better than Bu Xiaotian. He came to his senses earlier and looked at the silent Bu Xiaotian with a somewhat complicated look.

After a while, she handed the "go-getter" back to Bu Xiaotian and said:

"Junior Brother Bu, your sword."

"Um."

When Bu Xiaotian was called out by her, he immediately came back to his senses, took the long sword in her hand, and looked up at her again, with a somewhat complicated expression in his eyes.

"I wonder if Junior Brother Bu is confident in this competition?"

Lan Yunxin felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit dull, so she changed the topic.

"I came here just to gain experience and get to know more of my fellow disciples. I have no intention of participating in the competition."

Bu Xiaotian heard Lan Yunxin ask and answered truthfully.

"oh?"

When Lan Yunxin heard that Bu Xiaotian didn't want to participate in the competition, he felt the same as his senior brothers when they heard his thoughts, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't help but ask: "The Jiazi Trial only happens once in sixty years. How many outstanding disciples in the sect want to show off their talents in the ring, why doesn't Junior Brother Bu want to participate?"

Bu Xiaotian glanced at Lan Yunxin, then turned his eyes to the churning sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and replied:

"I don't want to be in the limelight. Besides, with my low cultivation level, I am definitely no match for those senior brothers and sisters who have advanced cultivation levels. I'm just trying to make fun of them, so I just watch them compete in the audience."

"Then you are not tempted by those rewarded treasures?" Lan Yunxin also cast her gaze above the sea of ​​clouds and asked.

"Magic pills are foreign objects after all. One more or one less doesn't matter. Besides, I have enough weapons in my hands, so there is no point in asking for too many."

"Then don't you want to be taken seriously by the elders of the sect?"

Lan Yunxin was thoughtful after listening to Bu Xiaotian's words, and asked again after a while.

"I think it's good now. Master and brothers are very good to me, and everyone is happy on the mountain. If you become someone who is taken too seriously, many people will watch your every word and deed. Instead, I feel uncomfortable.”

Bu Xiaotian smiled lightly and replied.

"Also, the more outstanding you are, the more pressure you have to bear."

Lan Yunxin actually quite agreed.

"Senior Sister Lan, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

Although Bu Xiaotian was answering Lan Yunxin's words, his heart was still in a mess and could not calm down.

Listening to Lan Yunxin's voice and looking at Lan Yunxin's face, the inexplicable loss in his heart became more and more obvious, so he excused himself as tired, said goodbye to Lan Bingying and turned around to walk towards the path.

"Junior Brother Bu, I hope you can participate in the competition."

After Bu Xiaotian walked some distance away, Lan Yunxin said softly to Bu Xiaotian's back.

Bu Xiaotian just walked slowly away without any reaction, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.

After watching Bu Xiaotian's figure disappear at the end of the square, Lan Yunxin turned around and looked into the distance again, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking.

But on the other side, after Yun Ying left Bu Xiaotian and the two behind, he quickly bypassed the square and passed through the woods on the other side. A clear pool of water appeared in front of him.

The water in the pond did not freeze in such a cold climate, and there were fish of various colors including black, white, red and yellow swimming around leisurely.

Seeing this pool, Yun Ying's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that there would be a pool on such a high mountain with so many beautiful fish. He immediately picked up a handful of small stones and ran to the edge of the pool. The pebbles were thrown into the water to tease the fish.

Seeing the fishes fleeing in all directions when disturbed, Yun Ying couldn't help but laugh happily.

While Yun Ying was having fun, a slightly childish voice came from behind:

"Why are you bullying the little fish here? Have they messed with you?"

Hearing the sound, Yun Ying turned around and saw a young man who looked slightly shorter than himself standing not far from him.

The young man was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Red Spirit Peak and had a handsome face. Seeing Yun Ying staring at him non-stop, his face turned a little red, which made Yun Ying very interesting.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Yun Ying did not answer the boy's words, but asked his name.

"I...my name is Yun Hao. I haven't told you why you want to bully those little fishes?"

The young man seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage to speak to Yun Ying. He looked down at the ground while speaking.

"Did I bully them? I didn't hurt them, I just made them swim faster. Does this count as bullying them?"

Yun Ying said a little unreasonably.

"That person is swimming well. If you throw some stones to chase them away, they must be very scared."

When Yun Hao heard Yun Ying's somewhat strong words, he raised his head anxiously and argued.

"You're not a fish, how do you know they're scared? What if they think it's fun too?"

Yun Ying rolled his eyes and said again.

"This this…"

The young man was asked by Yun Ying and couldn't think of anything to say in reply. After hesitating for a long time, he had no choice but to lower his head again and said nothing.

Yun Ying originally deliberately teased this silly-looking young man, but now he saw him lowering his head and being speechless. He felt that he was like this very interesting, so he spoke again:

"Yunhao, right? Do you want me not to bully these fish?"

When Yun Hao heard Yun Ying's words, he looked up at Ying'er in surprise, and nodded hurriedly after realizing the meaning of her words.

"It's okay if I don't bully them, but you want to be my little brother, will you agree?" Ying'er became more and more amused when the young man in front of him nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"this…"

Yun Hao was a little hesitant. He stood there and hesitated for a while before making up his mind.

"Then you have to promise me that not only will you not bully the little fish, but you will also not bully the birds or beasts."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Seeing that Yun Hao actually agreed to be her little brother, Yun Ying showed a hint of surprise on her face, but then she said with crescent-shaped eyes:

"My name is Situ Yunying, you can call me boss from now on. Come on, little brother Yunhao, call me boss first and listen!"

"Boss...Boss!" Yun Hao looked at the bright girl in front of him and was speechless for a moment.

"Hehe! You are so good, little brother. From now on, I will be the one to protect you. If someone bullies you, just come to me. Even if I can't beat him, Brother Xiaotian will definitely be able to beat him. Brother Xiaotian is very powerful!"

Yun Ying received a little brother, and when she heard Yun Hao call her boss, she felt happy and promised, patting her small chest.

Yun Ying was really happy. She had always been the youngest on Purple Thunder Peak. Although her senior brothers loved her very much, they all treated her as a child. She didn't like this feeling, but it didn't matter. Method.

Now that I have finally received a little brother, I can finally enjoy the experience of being a big sister. How can I not be happy?

Speaking of this, Yun Hao has just turned eleven this year. He is the youngest disciple of Yan Xuancang, the junior fellow of Taoist Master Xuanhuo of Chiling Peak. He grew up in the mountains and has a very kind and simple temperament. He hates being bullied by others who are unable to resist. Small animals.

At that time, he saw Yun Ying driving away the fish in the pool. He couldn't hold it back and stepped forward to stop him. Unexpectedly, he was squeezed by Yun Ying and became speechless.

When Yun Ying asked him to be her little brother, Yun Hao thought that since the girl in front of him looked older than him, it wouldn't be a disadvantage to call her sister, so he agreed.

Naturally, having a new younger brother wanted to convince him, so Yun Ying looked like a young adult and asked:

"Brother Yunhao, what level have you reached in your practice of "Dao Xuan Jing"?"

"Just arrived at the third floor."

Yun Hao replied very obediently.

"It's only the third floor. Although it's lower than me, it's not bad."

As she spoke, Yun Ying patted Yun Hao on the shoulder, really like an elder sister talking to a younger brother, and imitated how several senior brothers talked to her and asked:

"Do you know which level I have reached?"

"have no idea."

Yunhao shook his head honestly.

"I've reached the fourth level."

Yun Ying looked proud.

Yun Hao was surprised when he heard that the girl in front of him, who was not much older than him, had actually crossed the dividing line that had stopped countless people.

He had heard many senior brothers say that it was very difficult to cultivate to the fourth level, and he had a look of admiration on his face.

"Boss, you are so awesome!"

When Yun Ying saw Yun Hao's adoring look, he felt even more proud. He stretched out his hand and made a secret to summon the sword "Qing Yu", and said: "Look!"

Then he made "green feathers" fly around the two of them.

Looking at Yun Ying who was making magic tricks and "Qing Yu" flying around, Yun Hao had a look of envy in his eyes and said unconsciously:

"That's awesome! When can I have my own magic weapon?"

"Don't worry, as long as you practice hard, you will definitely cultivate your own magic weapon!" Yun Ying heard Yun Hao's soliloquy, recalled "Qing Yu" and put it into his body, and encouraged Yun Hao like a little adult. One sentence.

"Boss Ying'er, what's the name of your magic weapon?"

Yun Hao asked with some envy as he watched Ying'er put away the magic weapon.

"It's called 'Qingyu', and it was refined by my master for me!"

Yun Ying heard Yun Hao ask, and couldn't help showing a proud look again.