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Gu Changliu held Mingluan's hand tightly: "What a good name. Changming Sword, it sounds nice."

Good to hear.

Only Gu Changliu knew.

There is another important person in her life.

Someone who could really make her smile.

She had been waiting for him for a long time.

But in the end, I waited and he never came back.

On the day Mingluan passed away, the Immortal Venerable held her in his arms and stood behind Changliu Mountain for a long time.

After the burial, he sat in front of the grave for a long time.

It's like I've lost everything.

-

Three years later, Gu Mingyue was four years old.

While everyone from the Immortal Sect was celebrating the birthday of the little human princess, Gu Changliu went to Xianyunzhou alone.

In an extremely deep underground palace, he finally saw the man while countless demon cultivators were watching him covetously.

Mo Wuyou's face was as pale as a withered bone, and he sat on the main seat at the end of the stairs in an unhuman shape.

At that time, Mo Wuyou had already mostly freed himself from his confusion. Except for occasionally falling into madness, he had basically regained consciousness.

"Junior Sister Mingluan... is gone?" he asked silently.

Gu Changliu didn't say anything.

"Why are you looking for me? I am already the demon king that everyone can kill in your mouths."

"When Senior Sister was dying, she refined the Changming Sword."

Gu Changliu said silently: "I want to fulfill her last wish and make the Changming Sword truly complete."

"Do you know what Changming is missing?"

If possible, Gu Changliu didn't want to know.

It was after his senior sister passed away that the Changming Sword flashed mournfully as if it had a spirit, which gave Gu Changliu inspiration.

...What it lacks is the sword spirit.

"It's difficult to refine the sword with just one person's strength."

He said seriously: "I need your help."

"Don't let all our efforts go to waste."

Mo Wuyou was silent for a long time before he slowly nodded.

"it is good."

"I'll go with you to practice swordplay."

Before leaving, Gu Changliu suddenly said:

"You actually have always understood what Senior Sister meant, right?"

Mo Wuyou paused for a moment.

But in the end, he just replied calmly:

"There's no need to talk about the past anymore."

"Now... I have a family."

Gu Changliu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself.

His eyes suddenly seemed to have aged by countless years.

332. It's simply because I like swords

This training lasted another five years.

Over the past five years, the two have searched the world for everything suitable to become sword spirits.

But in the end, the sword spirit's choice became the fuse that completely led to the two of them parting ways.

The Demon Lord was unwilling to use Ming Luan's daughter as a sword spirit, so he left. The Immortal Lord had to forge the Changming Sword alone.

However, the forging of a Dao Realm treasure was not something that one person could bear. He used up all his energy, but in the end, he only stayed at the soul-casting stage.

On the day of soul casting, Gu Changliu, who already had disheveled hair, a stubbled face and a sloppy look, stared at the cauldron fire for a long time in front of the cauldron.

"To become a sword spirit, all your memories and emotions must be erased. From now on, you will no longer have human emotions."

"You...really don't regret it?"

"No regrets."

The little girl's bright and tender voice rang out.

There was a flickering light in Gu Changliu's pupils. He stared at her for a long time before he smiled bitterly and rubbed her hair deeply.

"You are so sensible that Dad is a little overwhelmed."

Gu Mingyue was nine years old at that time.

She still looked childish, her eyes were clear and her voice was crisp:

"It's okay, Dad."

"This is my own choice. I just like swords."

This is the truth.

Gu Mingyue started practicing swordplay at the age of five, and her progress in swordplay was so rapid that even Gu Changliu, who had already mastered the art of swordplay, was amazed.

Gu Mingyue agreed to become the Eternal Sword Spirit almost without thinking.

From the moment she first saw Dao Jian Changming across the sword tripod, her sight was completely occupied by the sword.

Gu Changliu was silent for a long time, and finally said in a low voice:

"Okay. Dad will do his best, too."

But he wasn't sure.

Now, he had already exhausted all his energy from sword forging. Gu Changliu himself was not sure if he could persevere to the end in this final step of soul forging.

But her daughter did not back down.

He had no reason to back down.

The fire under the cauldron grew more and more intense.

Gu Changliu closed his eyes silently as he watched his daughter slowly step into the sea of ​​fire and walk towards the Changming Sword.

...Forgive Dad.

In Dad's heart, you should be more important than all other people in the world.

-

"……certainly."

"He failed."

"He fell at the last step, transforming his daughter into a sword spirit-like being, but he couldn't hold on long enough to attach her to the sword."

"Perhaps you already know the rest of the things." Mo Xun said silently.

Chen Yin nodded.

...On his deathbed, the Immortal Lord left his daughter, who had already transformed into a sword spirit, deep in the dangerous area of ​​Tiantu.

He no longer had the strength to finish the sword.

Leave it to the right person.

After that, he buried all his inheritance in the ancient land of Cangzhe, leaving a chance for immortality for future generations.

Only after everything was done did he return to Changliu Mountain and Mingluan's tomb.

Suddenly passed away.

"Although Demon Lord Mo Wuyou said that they had parted ways, he had actually been paying attention to Changming's progress in private."

"He knew that the Immortal Venerable had not completed the last step of sword-forging. But he still refused to complete it himself, and only passed this matter on to our descendants."

"Maybe the Demon Lord is also running away." Mo Xun sighed.

After listening to the story, Chen Yin was silent for a long time.

It has to be said that Chen Yin's previous impression of the Immortal Lord was still that of the cynical pornographic book enthusiast on Mayfly Mountain.

He really had no way to associate that smiling man with the human immortal who was mentioned by everyone as someone who was willing to sacrifice his own daughter in order to leave future generations of the human race with a chance to fight against the higher realms.

It was indeed great, but Chen Yin did not want to comment on the matter of sacrificing his daughter.

Not qualified to comment.

"Now that you have found the Changming Sword Spirit."

Mo Xun whispered, "It's up to you to decide how to choose."

Xiang'er and Luoluo both looked at Chen Yin.

...To be honest, Chen Yin was also a little at a loss.

If what Mo Xun said was true, then the achievement of the sword meant that there would no longer be a person named Gu Mingyue in the world.

Yes, there is only the sword girl named Changming Sword Spirit.

But Chen Yin felt that he was not qualified to decide this matter.

The Changming Sword is the sword of the Immortal Lord. Whether Mingyue is willing to become a sword spirit should depend entirely on her own opinion.

...Whether the Changming Sword can be repaired or not is related to whether the master can be rescued as soon as possible.

To be honest, if Miss Jian suddenly changed her mind and no longer wanted to be the Eternal Sword Spirit, Chen Yin wouldn't know what to do.

But he couldn't convince himself to repair Changming without telling her.

"Forget it... I'm not qualified to make decisions for her."

Chen Yin pondered for a long time, and finally sighed: "Let's wait until she wakes up and ask her about her choice..."

Before he finished his words, the surging sword energy outside the house suddenly subsided.

In an instant, the clouds became clear and the wind became gentle.

...Miss Jian should be awake.

When Chen Yin and others chased into the cave, Miss Jian had indeed sat up straight, staring blankly through the window.

Her eyes, originally clear as water, were now even clearer than before. Just sitting there motionless gave her a sense of emptiness and beauty.

"Miss Gu... Jian. Are you awake?"

When Miss Jian heard the noise at the door, she turned her head and looked at Chen Yin quietly.

For some reason, Chen Yin suddenly didn't dare to look her in the eye.

"You...are you feeling okay?"

Miss Jian thought for a moment and said, "No. I just remembered something and my mind is a little confused."

Chen Yin was shocked: "Your memory has been restored?"

“It’s just a few more bits and pieces.”

The sword girl's fair and pretty face remained calm as if it were an ancient glacier. "I need some time to eat all the fragments of this sword."

"Perhaps, I can remember how to repair this sword."

Hearing her words, Chen Yin was not as excited as he had imagined, but instead lowered his eyes in silence.

"What's wrong?" The sword girl tilted her head, "Don't you want to repair this sword?"

"Before that, I have something I must tell you."