After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 26 Although the ashes are not reborn

On the 35th floor, the resentment and demonic energy were too strong, which made the spiritual power surrounding Shu Nong particularly conspicuous.

A group of people listened to what they said, but they didn't take it seriously, they sneered harshly, and stuck to Shu Nong's side, never leaving.

"Really?" The cold demonic energy brushed against her ears, brushing the broken hair around her ears, as if someone was speaking in her ears, "Then what are you? Are you a human? A demon? Or a demon? Or, is it a ghost?"

Shu Nong ignored them, and let them chatter in their ears, approaching the dazzling light circle, and then suddenly stopped in their footsteps.

She stared at the scene in the circle of light for a while, and when the demon behind her approached her, she slowly curled her lips together, revealing a meaningful smile.

"On a certain level—" She turned her head to look at the inner demon hidden in the black mist beside her, "I can also be the same existence as you."

Before the heart demon could react to what she said, she was scattered by the spiritual power she waved casually, and the rest were chattering and discussing in a low voice, but no one dared to come forward to beg for a beating.

Shu Nong sneered, turned his head to glance at the layer of inner demons, and stepped into the light circle.

The dazzling light flashed by, Shu Nong gently closed his eyes, he didn't feel any discomfort, and in the blink of an eye, he still had the heart to change into a dress for himself.

All the demons surrounding her, the darkness, and surrounding her disappeared. The cold environment suddenly changed, and the familiar heat rushed to her face, surging upwards one after another.

Although the layout here is simple, there are many formations, and there are piles of heavenly and earthly treasures for forging swords in the corners.

The center of the formation is the sword forging pool built by Cangyuan Jianzong for his disciples.

Shu Nong knew this kind of pool, among hundreds of families of immortals, which one didn't have a few sword forging pools for disciples to forge spirit swords?

There are many disciples of Cangyuan Sword Sect, and there are also many sword forging pools built. Shu Nong doesn't come here many times, and this is the only one he knows.

She died here 600 years ago.

Shu Nong took two steps forward with a blank expression, leaned over to pick up the book spread out on the ground, lowered her gaze, and the words and sentences on the yellowed paper entered her eyes word by word.

"Using Lingshan True Fire, Arakawa Yanzhi, supplemented by the blood of the Phoenix, it may become a fairy sword."

The words "Phoenix bloodline" were circled with a vermilion pen, and a line of small characters was added next to it: "Ancient bloodline, Shu family of Yuanzhou."

"It may become a fairy sword, the Shu family of Yuanzhou."

Shu Nong looked down at the two lines of words, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and after whispering softly, she slowly let out a chuckle, her fingers loosened slightly, and the book in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of fine dust.

Shu Nong stepped on it, and watched coldly the people by the pool stretching out their hands in vain to pull the false figures in the real fire.

No wonder.

Shu Nong thought.

She also said that this trial tower, which is used for disciples to enter and exit trials at will, can capture the memory of a sword spirit of hers.

After working on it for a long time, what they were spying on was not her thoughts at all, nor were they grabbing her memories.

She wondered why Wen Ye would look so painful and regretful after only a few words.

It turned out that she didn't want Wen Ye to regret and suffer, but this person made this appearance himself.

"Since it looks like this—" She slowly squatted down in front of Liu Xubai, seeing him kneeling in front of the pool, sweating profusely and crying, she couldn't help but gloated, "Why don't you jump down to accompany him?" me?"

Liu Xubai, who was immersed in his emotions, suddenly paused, suddenly raised his eyes, saw a familiar smile, and stretched out his hand to grab her.

Just as he had repeated several times in the past, his pale fingertips passed through Shu Nong's body, unable to touch her in the slightest.

The voice and smile are close in front of his eyes, but he has already separated an insurmountable gap from her, and he is powerless to fill it.

"Sorry……"

He murmured softly.

Shu Nong had heard such words countless times in the past few days and nights, she supported her head and looked at Liu Xubai with a smile: "Do you know what it is like to sacrifice a sword?"

Her tone was innocent, her eyes innocent, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "I thought it was so hot, I might die before I could feel it—"

Her smile widened a bit: "But that's the real fire of Lingshan, and underneath it is the formation of sacrificial swords drawn by you. I can't die at all, and I can't faint. I can feel the fire burning my clothes first. , skin, flesh and blood, I have never encountered such hot streaks of spiritual energy, they squeezed hard into my meridians and sea of ​​consciousness."

"It hurts so much." She smiled, but two tears fell uncontrollably in her eyes, "You can spend ten years planning this, and you can also spend 600 years proclaiming your deep love to the world, why, no Come and accompany me directly?"

"Who knew that the fairy sword that everyone is fighting for is forged like this?" Her fingertips slowly aimed at Liu Xubai's heart, "Liu Xubai, you are so hypocritical."

A burst of spiritual power burst out from her fingertips, piercing straight into Liu Xubai's heart.

The scorching spiritual power pierced into his meridians, and Liu Xubai's painful cold sweat instantly covered his back, and the strength of supporting the ground loosened, and he fell to the ground, covering his heart with one hand, and the ground with the other, biting his teeth He barely managed to keep himself from screaming.

Shu Nong laughed heartily.

This world is hot and hot, but she is still ignorant, as if she is still in the cold darkness, only Liu Xubai's painful appearance can let her see a glimmer of light.

"sorry--"

Liu Xubai struggled to grab the hem of her skirt, but he could only pass through her skirt again and again in vain.

"I, I don't know." Enduring the pain, he gritted his teeth and said, "I, I thought, thought that the phoenix was reborn——"

Shu Nong stood up, took half a step back, and looked down at him condescendingly, with the hatred and sternness in his eyes undisguised: "Why? Thinking that the phoenix is ​​nirvana, reborn from the ashes, maybe I still have a chance of life?"

"How hypocritical you are." She sneered, "While killing me, I thought I had a chance. Should I thank Liu Xianjun and think that I have a chance?"

"Who told you that the phoenix nirvana was reborn from the ashes?" Shu Nong looked at his painful appearance, "It's a pity that I died. Although I was on fire, I was not reborn."

"sorry--"

Liu Xubai burst into tears, he didn't know whether it was from pain or regret.

His whole body was in pain, densely spread all over his body, he didn't know if Shu Nong was really in such pain when he died, but he was really burned, he couldn't wish for death, he just thought about it , trembling uncontrollably, almost retching in pain.

Please do not.

He prayed in every possible way, that Shu Nong's death would not be like this.

Shu Nong looked away boredly, and looked into the real fire of the Lingshan Mountain, the figure of the child flashed past, and then it was her figure again.

It seemed to be struggling in pain, trying to escape from the flames.

Shu Nong made a formula and lifted the restriction on the surface of the pool.

Liu Xubai wanted to seal his inner demon here, but Shu Nong broke the seal he set, and looked down at him: "Death is the last step, before that, you have to live well."

(End of this chapter)