The sky in the small world is endless blue.
When the snow-white figure landed, Zhao Huai outside the wooden house was stunned and asked in surprise:
"Are you the sword spirit of this sword?"
The face of the woman in white was blurry, but her former beauty could be seen. She had plain hands and jade wrists, and a mark flickered between her eyebrows. She glanced at Zhao Huai and said softly:
"Like, so similar."
Seeing the woman in front of him walking towards him softly, Zhao Huai felt confused. However, at this time, the woman in white slowly said:
"I am the remnant soul of the Immortal Sword, from the Ascension Realm. Now that you have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, you are finally qualified to be my master."
"Wait a minute, where did you come from in the Ascension World, and why do you frequently appear in my dreams?"
Zhao Huai did not act rashly and asked cautiously.
You know, not all sword spirits are good. Each of them has survived for thousands of years, and each of them is very skilled. It is not that the sword spirit devoured its master has never happened.
Before the white-clothed sword spirit could speak, a buzzing sound came from the air.
"You brat, what's the matter with you? You're making such a big fuss!"
A huge black dragon appeared in the clouds, speaking human words and asking questions.
"What? Did you really condense the Nine Transformations Golden Elixir and break through to the Nascent Soul?!"
Ao Jiu felt Zhao Huai's aura, and his eyes widened.
He thought this was impossible.
The result was really done by Zhao Huai.
Could it be that the bet between the two of them ended in failure?
"Um?"
Suddenly, he saw the figure of the woman in white, and was secretly puzzled.
A sword energy soaring into the sky shot towards him.
Sword energy and spiritual energy intertwined, and Ao Jiu felt a chill behind him. The source of the power was obviously the woman in white in front of him.
He suddenly felt his scalp numb, and the huge dragon's tail was thrown out, trying to lift the sword energy away, but the next second, the opponent was already on top of his head.
He swung the dark green fairy sword.
A "swish" sound.
A bloody sword mark was left on the black scales.
Ao Jiu, who was the Demon King, could not block the woman's sword.
Ao Jiu sensed the murderous intention of the woman in white, and her heart trembled.
I have no idea who the other party is, but this swordsmanship looks familiar.
"This sword energy was learned from Ancestor Yan five hundred years ago."
Ao Jiulong said with an extremely solemn face.
"The demon dragon is causing trouble, damn it."
The woman in white turned into a stream of light and killed the black dragon again.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Huai on the ground couldn't help but dissuade him: "I can keep this dragon for great use, stop it!"
Hearing this, the woman in white stopped, but the momentum of the sword in her hand had already frightened Ao Jiu to death.
He is a majestic seventh-level demon king with a hundred thousand years of Taoism, but he can't defeat a sword spirit?
Ao Jiu guessed that this woman should be an acquaintance of Yan Zu five hundred years ago, and they had a close relationship with her.
Now, in order to survive, he had to make some compromises.
"Thank you, Immortal, for showing mercy!"
He couldn't blame him for bullying, the main reason was that the background of this sword spirit was too terrifying. He had a vague feeling that this sword was used by some immortal in the sky.
"I can spare your life." The woman in white had no expression on her face, she slowly sheathed her sword and said calmly:
"Let go of the sea of consciousness and sign the contract."
"with him."
The woman pointed directly at Zhao Huai.
"this"
Ao Jiu was slightly startled and stayed where he was.
Does the other party want him to obey and completely become their pawn?
From the looks of it, isn’t it really a mount?
Zhao Huai stepped forward and understood a little after hearing these words.
Got her intention.
Several fairy swords have made great progress since they came out of the sword pavilion with him. The most outstanding one among them is this dark green fairy sword, which has a high degree of affinity.
It seems that this sword spirit has experienced something and knows a lot.
But the opponent is so powerful, how can the remnant soul be trapped in the fairy sword.
Zhao Huai didn't dare to think about how powerful enemies she had encountered.
He looked at Ao Jiu and smiled:
"You are trapped here and have no use for your abilities. Why not sign a contract with me and renew the power of Xuan Qiong."
Ao Jiu gritted his teeth and said: "It's not enough that I have been sealed by Yanzu for hundreds of years, and now I have to be your mount. How can I accept this?"
Faced with the sword power of the woman in white, he still said these words.
"The end of cultivation is nothing more than eternal life and freedom. If you don't let go of your grievances, you can only stay in this small world for the rest of your life. I'm telling you this. Now that I have broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, I can transform into a god to overcome tribulations. Far away? Either become my mount or die alone."
Zhao Huai hugged his chest, stretched out a hand, pointed at the small world, and said with a smile.
Black Dragon Ao Jiu was silent for a long time without speaking.
Looking at the expressionless woman in white, I felt a little scared.
After a long time, the answer was given.
"Okay, I promise you, but my life is also life. There can be no abuse regulations in the contract, and you can't let me die."
The woman in white said calmly:
"As a prisoner, you have no choice and are not qualified to negotiate terms."
Zhao Huai felt the sword power of the woman in white, and the pressure was also great. It seemed that she really regarded herself as her master. If the other party really turned against the sword master, it would be easy.
after.
Zhao Huai and Ao Jiu each let go of the sea of consciousness, and with the twinkling stars, they outlined the invisible rules. As evidenced by the heaven and earth, the contract was completed.
Zhao Huai left a soul imprint on the opponent's sea of consciousness.
If the other party wants to kill him, or has some evil intentions, he can make Ao Jiulong's soul collapse with just one thought.
All done.
The woman in white looked at Zhao Huai, stretched out her hand, and couldn't help but touch his fair face, a look of reminiscence flashed in her eyes.
"you"
Zhao Huai looked very puzzled.
"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I will accompany you until the day you ascend."
The ethereal and cold voice sounded, and the white-clothed sword spirit left these words and escaped into the dark green fairy sword in the blink of an eye.
It seems that working out for a while is extremely exhausting.
Zhao Huai thought for a moment, looked at Black Dragon Ao Jiu who was about to speak, and chuckled:
"Don't worry, follow me, I won't treat you badly."
"Don't you want the elixir to recover from your injuries? Here, take it!"
After saying that, Zhao Huai took out a white peach fairy fruit from the Xuan Ring and threw it towards Ao Jiu.
Ao Jiu was just thinking about how to speak, but in the blink of an eye, the elixir was in his hand, and he snorted coldly:
"Don't think you can buy me off with just one elixir!"
Zhao Huai smiled and didn't take it seriously, and then murmured to himself:
"It's been thirty years, it's time to get out of seclusion."
The spiritual stones that he had been storing for a long time were almost used up. There really wasn't a single one left. It can be said that Zhao Huai didn't have any spiritual stones left on him.
With a sudden spin, Zhao Huai appeared in the quiet mountains and fields.
He climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the neatly and symmetrically arranged palace, and his spiritual consciousness immediately spread out.
After breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, the scope of spiritual consciousness has increased by leaps and bounds. It can cover a large city in a few steps, which is considered very wide.
Nowadays, the entire Daxia Palace remains quiet, but the number of troops in the city is much smaller than before.
Zhao Huai didn't know how many years had passed, but he could sense that someone did not appear in his consciousness.
"Madam is not in the imperial city?"
Zhao Huai was in a state of confusion. Many buildings in the imperial city had changed their appearance, and the number of imperial guards guarding the imperial city had also changed. Some shops had also closed down, but the number of monks had increased a lot.
So, how long has he been practicing?
