Chapter 460: Legend of Ancient Sword 3
When Hongyu brought the master back, they saw Xihe meditating and regulating her breathing, while Ziyin was controlling the child beside her.

Hongyu asked worriedly, "Master, what happened to Xihe?"

She had just left for a short while, why was Xihe's face so pale?
Ziyin replied: "She helped me heal my injuries, which consumed my energy. Let her regulate her breathing for a while, and she will be fine."

"What about your injury, Master?"

"It has recovered almost completely, so it's no problem."

Hongyu understood a little about Xihe's special qualities, so she had a rough idea of ​​Ziyin's recovery.

After Ziyin stabilized Han Yunxi's internal condition, he withdrew his magic power.

"Master Ziyin, will this sword stay in our Tianyong City from now on?"

The leader of Tianyong City is named Hansu, who has always valued and respected Ziyin, the sword-wielding elder.

What's more, he had also heard of the name of the ancient evil sword Fen Ji and knew that this would be a troublesome matter.

Zi Yin took a look at Fen Ji who was forcibly sealed by him, and said to Han Su: "This sword will stay in the Sword Pavilion and be guarded by Hong Yu. Except for you, me and my three disciples, no one can get close to it."

Han Su knew the importance of the matter: "Okay, I will tell the order to all my disciples."

After Xihe had adjusted her breathing, she followed her master and Han Yunxi back to Lintian Pavilion.

Lintian Pavilion is where Ziyin lives. Except for Lingyue and Xihe, basically no one else can go there.

Unexpectedly, Han Yunxi slept for seven days and seven nights.

If Xihe hadn't heard from his master that he was fine, he would have thought that he was going to die in his sleep.

On the seventh day, Xihe and Ling Yue stayed by Han Yunxi's bed together.

Xihe held his little face in his hands and asked, "Brother, he has been sleeping for seven days and seven nights. When will he wake up?"

She really admired his sleep quality. Even if he was injured, he couldn't sleep for so long.

Ling Yue didn't know either, so he could only say, "It should be soon. Master said he's fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yunxi, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

Xihe was delighted: "Brother, he is awake."

But for some reason, the person in the bed looked wrong.

Han Yunxi sat up swiftly and Ling Yue helped him up.

"who are you?"

"I am Ling Yue, a disciple of Master Ziyin,"

Xihe found that the little brother was quite well-behaved and cute after waking up.

His big eyes blinked, making people want to rub his face.

Xihe smiled brightly at him, showing great enthusiasm, and introduced herself: "My name is Xihe, and I am also a disciple of Master Ziyin."

Han Yunxi looked confused, "Who is Master Ziyin?"

"It's the person who rescued you." Ling Yue said.

Xihe didn't expect that the little brother would forget all his original memories after waking up from a sleep.

She hurried to find her master: "Master, this is bad, Han Yunxi doesn't remember anything."

After a mess, Xihe realized that Han Yunxi had forgotten his original memories because he was eroded by Fen Ji.

Afterwards, Xihe watched in the Sword Pavilion as the master and the head master used the sword seal of the Kongming Huanxu Sword to seal the power of Fenji in Han Yunxi's body to save his life. After the seal, Xihe thought that the master would accept Han Yunxi as his apprentice and make him her junior brother, but who knew that he would send him down the mountain.

"Master, can't we keep him here? Sister Hongyu said he has a very good foundation."

Xihe looked at Ziyin and asked. She felt that Han Yunxi had a familiar feeling to her and she liked him as a younger brother.

Zi Yin lowered his eyes and looked at Xihe gently, and explained carefully: "The master will be in seclusion from now on, and I am afraid I will not be able to teach him. Besides, Fen Ji is too dangerous for him. If you can stay away from him, it is better to stay away from him."

Xihe was dejected and a little sad: "Okay."

After Xihe and Ling Yue took Han Yunxi away, only Ziyin, Hongyu and the master were left in Jiange.

Ziyin looked at Fen Ji, who was full of murderous aura, and there was a hint of heaviness in his eyes, which were usually as calm as water.

Hongyu asked: "Master, this Fenji Sword..."

Ziyin raised his hand, and Hongyu stopped talking.

Under the surprised gazes of Hongyu and the master, Ziyin suddenly performed a sword technique, and then a sword suddenly flew out from the sword pavilion, causing a burst of sword energy in the sword pavilion.

But this sword energy is not aggressive at all, but rather extremely gentle, exuding vigorous vitality.

Ziyin raised his hand to catch the flying sword. The sword was green all over, glowing with a light green light. It was very beautiful, and the sword body was entangled by spreading flower branches, which made people feel extremely mysterious.

As a sword spirit, Hongyu is no stranger to this sword.

She asked in surprise: "Master, are you going to use this sword to suppress Fen Ji?"

Ziyin gently touched the sword, which still exuded vitality even though its owner was gone, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"Fen Ji has gathered all the evil energy in the world. If we want to suppress it, this sword is the best choice."

Ziyin performed a sword technique, and the green sword suddenly flew to the side of the Fenji Sword that was locked by chains.

As if sensing the invasion of another sword, Fen Ji began to become agitated, and the chains that bound it made a clanging sound.

The master thought that Fen Ji was about to break free from his restraints, but the next moment, something surprising happened to him.

The green sword suddenly emitted a green light, so dazzling that it actually suppressed Fen Ji's fierce aura.

This shocked him immensely. Fen Ji was made of the evil spirits of the three realms and was extremely violent. However, in this world, there was actually a force that could suppress Fen Ji, and it was just a sword.

The head of the sect was very curious. Could such a sword be some ancient immortal sword?
"Master Ziyin, this sword is..."

"A friend left it to me. It's her sword."

There was a hint of nostalgia in Ziyin's tone, and the Sect Master saw that he had a deep friendship for this friend.

The head of the sect did not ask any further questions. Since the sword was with Master Ziyin, the owner of the sword must be gone.

Otherwise, a sword is half the life of a swordsman. No swordsman would give his beloved sword to others, even to a good friend.

The headmaster asked again: "Does this sword have a name?"

"This sword is called Xihe."

The leader was even more surprised this time than before, "Xihe is not..." that girl?
Ziyin smiled and said, "It's just the same name."

The head of the sect obviously understood Ziyin's character and knew that he would not do such a thing as looking at someone else and missing them.

Then, it is really just a coincidence that they have the same name.

The head of the sect looked at Hongyu and warned her, "Hongyu, the Sword Pavilion must be strictly guarded from now on. No disciples other than Lingyue and Xihe are allowed to enter or leave at will. These two swords are of utmost importance."

Hongyu naturally knew the importance of the Xihe Sword, "Yes, Master."


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