The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

This question really stumped Jingyan.

He thought for a moment and answered truthfully, "I don't know."

"Hey, Mr. Jian Ling didn't know?" Yun Ling'er said in shock: "Then you need to read more."

The sutra says: "......"

He really knew nothing about the origin of Qiu Shui's name. The key point was that no one came to explain it to him. Yun Su was not someone he could rely on, and Tang Jiu Sheng had never promoted corporate culture and had no sense of sect identity at all.

"What about you? Why is your tribe called the Sky Fox?"

Jing Yan also asked Ling'er curiously. After all, he had never heard of the species of celestial foxes since he was a child. Although it might be that he had a narrow knowledge, he still knew the basic knowledge. Looking around the Shenzhou continent, there was no powerful race called celestial fox among the demons today.

In other words, throughout the long history, the Sky Fox Clan either went into seclusion or declined. In short, the word "Sky Fox" has disappeared from the current continent.

"This."

Yun Ling'er raised her head, recalling the history the elders of the tribe had told her, and said haltingly:

"Legend has it that when primordial chaos first split, heaven and earth merged into one, and many races were born from the chaos. The three leading races were the human race, the demon race, and the god race."

"The human race is naturally intelligent and has a great understanding of spiritual energy. As a result, they have realized the method of cultivation, and many immortals have been born. They continue to multiply and prosper. There are more and more immortals, and they have carved out two of the twelve states and are thriving."

"The gods are naturally powerful. The place where they walk is the kingdom of gods. At first, they treated all creatures equally and blessed all creatures. They occupied eight continents. However, since a civil war a long time ago, fallen gods were born among the gods. They were called demons. Those fallen gods left the kingdom of gods and became homeless. They established another kingdom outside the kingdom of gods, which was called the Demon Realm."

"They benefited from the powerful bodies of fallen gods and evolved and grew in the Demon Realm. Their power expanded little by little, and they developed into a powerful force that even gods found difficult to deal with. Three hundred years ago, after the new Demon Lord took over, he launched a war of revenge against the gods. This war swept across the entire continent and has continued to this day."

"As for the demons, they are the spirits of all things in nature. Most of them live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and live with nature. Our Sky Fox Clan is a well-known guardian clan among the demons. We protect the Sword Domain that was born when the world was first created, until today."

Yun Ling'er said a lot in one breath. She almost repeated all the history that the teacher had told her in the private school. After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but wag her tail proudly.

But Jing Yan was confused.

This story really starts from the time when Pangu created the world - the key point is that Ling'er said it so seriously that Jingyan didn't know whether this was a real event or the worldview she learned from novels and storybooks.

Nowadays, the continent where Jingyan is located is short of spiritual power, and the number of immortals is only one tenth of that in the past. More and more mortals have taken over the world. Most of them do not have the spiritual roots to cultivate immortals, and it is impossible for them to have the chance to become immortals in their entire lives.

As for gods, although they exist in the world today, the word "god" often does not represent a belief, but rather a race - they live in Uttarakuru and live with humans. After constant intermarriage and blood-mixing, although children with the blood of gods still have unmatched power since birth, they do not seem to be out of reach in front of immortals who can seek immortality.

Today's gods are not as powerful as Yun Ling'er said. Instead, they are like an alliance of many sects held together by blood - a single sect may not be as powerful as Qiu Shui, but when united they are a force that cannot be underestimated.

The Northern Continent has been at war for years, and the target of the war is the demon cult in the Southern Continent. It would be more appropriate to say that it is a passive defense rather than a war.

Today, the Demon Cult is so powerful that the Alliance of Gods in Uttarakuru has no chance to catch their breath. The gods can only defend their own territories, or they will be swallowed up by the Demon Cult if they are not careful.

Speaking of the Demon Cult, Jingyan thought of the demons that Yun Ling'er mentioned that occupied the Demon Realm.

The demons she was talking about were the abandoned children of the gods, and the current Demon Cult had no trace of gods at all. It was a hodgepodge sect that mixed together various races, with humans being the largest among them. Although they had no dealings with Qiu Shui, at least the two sides would not go to war with each other.

As for the demon race, they are also slowly evolving and becoming the alien race of today's Xilinghezhou, as well as some demon beasts and orcs wandering in various regions, which together make up the world today.

In short, peace is the main theme of the world today, and there are more and more mortals who cannot practice cultivation. The ancient stories have gradually become dusty secrets that no one knows.

Therefore, when Ling'er talked about these past events, Jingyan also felt curious - it seemed that her identity as the ancient sword spirit was confirmed.

"What's wrong? Mr. Jianling seems to be in deep thought."

Yun Ling'er looked at the illusory figure reflected in the sword blade and asked in confusion.

Isn’t this just common sense?

"fine."

Jing Yan shook his head. He did not explain to Ling'er that the world has changed so much now. Even if he explained, he couldn't explain it clearly. After all, who would believe such outrageous things?

Presumably, the Sky Fox Clan is also a race that disappeared in the long river of history.

"Oh."

Yun Ling'er blinked, and suddenly her fox ears trembled slightly. She said excitedly: "Then Mr. Jianling, can you teach me swordsmanship?"

"Swordsmanship?"

Jing Yan paused. He seemed to have heard this sentence after his last conversation with Ling'er. It was a pity that the connection between them was suddenly cut off, so he had no chance to reply to the girl.

"Yes, isn't it said that every sword spirit has a sword manual of extremely powerful swords? I guess Mr. Sword Spirit also knows it, right?"

Yun Ling'er opened her eyes wide and spoke pitifully, her eyes bright and lovely.

"Why do you want to learn swordsmanship?"

Jingyan asked.

It's not that he can't teach. After all, he learned his sword skills by watching Yun Su dance with the sword. If you round it off, it's equivalent to originality. And even if there is a little bit of reference, Yun Su doesn't care at all. She doesn't worry at all that her sword skills will be learned by others. After all, no one can learn the essence of her sword skills. Even Jing Yan has adapted many of her moves.

In fact, there are perhaps only four people in this world who can use similar swordsmanship as Yun Su, Yun Su, Jing Yan, and his two disciples, Wen Youqing and Luo Li.

Both Wen Youqing and Luo Li have good talents, but Wen Youqing's talent in swordsmanship is obviously much stronger than Luo Li's. Luo Li focuses on alchemy and talisman techniques such as refining weapons and medicine, which is a side job that can make money to support the family.

And Ling'er was just the sword spirit of a broken sword. It didn't matter even if Jingyan taught her. Besides, Jingyan had a vague feeling that the speed at which his sword heart would recover depended on his relationship with Ling'er - the better his relationship with Ling'er, the faster his sword heart would recover.

But he needed to know why Ling'er wanted to learn sword.

After all, swordsmanship requires the purest faith, which is something more mysterious than talent.

"Why learn sword?"

Yun Ling'er fell into deep thought. She originally wanted to say that she wanted to punish evil and promote good and become a great hero, but this goal was too big and she couldn't do it. Besides, she learned swordsmanship for other purposes, and Ling'er didn't want to lie.

So she said honestly:

"Because I want to defeat my peers and become the most powerful fox demon of our generation. Then the elders and the clan leader will praise me every day."

The sutra says: "......"

He sighed. This reason seemed a little too childish, but at least there was no bad intention. It was not impossible to teach sword skills, but it was a pity that there might not be any achievements in the future.

But why ask so much of innocent children?

Oh, sorry, I forgot Ling'er is already an adult. Let me revise it.

Why do we have so many requirements for a girl who looks like a child, is like a child at heart, and is not a child only in age?

So he nodded and said, "Can you see me clearly?"

Yun Ling'er shook her head, then nodded: "You can see, but only a little bit, not too much."

Jing Yan showed a puzzled expression: "?"

"I can only see the vague outline of Mr. Sword Spirit. Hey, this time it seems to be a little clearer than last time." Yun Ling'er held the long sword and looked carefully at the shadow in the blade, saying: "But I can't see Mr. Sword Spirit's face clearly."

"Then can you see the sword in my hand clearly?"

"sword?"

Yun Ling'er opened her eyes wide, moved closer to the sword blade, and asked in confusion: "Isn't this a branch?"

"The wind can be a sword, the rain can be a sword, and branches can be swords."

Jingyan held the branch he picked up from the ground, thinking that since he was teaching a child, he should naturally start from the simple things.

If a tree branch is used, it will be easy for Ling'er to understand the steps of the transformation. After all, if it is a sword, Jing Yan will swing it involuntarily. The sword light is sharp and Ling'er can only see the loneliness, so there is naturally no need to talk about teaching.

"Yes, Mr. Sword Spirit, let's get started."

Yun Ling'er moved a small stool, sat in front of the ancient ink-colored sword, supported her chin with both hands, and looked at it carefully.

I also took a small notebook and tried to write down the important knowledge points.

But soon, Yun Ling'er discovered that she didn't need to remember at all, because she had no chance to remember at all.

It was clearly just a branch, but in Jingyan's hand, it seemed to have turned into a divine sword that could cut hair with a single blow.

Jing Yan closed his eyes, the bright moon behind him was reflected on his body, and the scene when he first saw Yun Su swinging the sword seemed to emerge in the boy's mind.

That day, Yun Su got drunk. He held the young Jing Yan in his arms and muttered something in a daze.

Then she frowned, as if she was having a nightmare.

Slowly, she stood up, came to a cliff at the top of Qingzhu Peak, and casually pinched a wisp of breeze.

That day, the sky was high and the air was fresh, with a gentle breeze. Only the setting sun in the distance was about to fall, reflecting the rolling sea of ​​clouds into a fiery red scene, like a forest of fiery red maple leaves.

The golden setting sun fell on Yun Su's body, reflecting her extremely beautiful face. In the dream, she seemed to be in great pain, with her brows tightly frowned.

Before he knew it, Yun Su, holding the breeze in his hands, stood on the top of the mountain. He seemed to be in the sea of ​​clouds and finally returned to Jing Yan's eyes.

She swung her sword gently—

It cut through all the floating clouds in the sky and carved a deep sword mark in the fiery red sky.

That unforgettable scene was reflected in the eyes of the young Jingyan, deeply and indelibly.

Jingyan didn't know why he suddenly thought of his childhood.

He just had a vague intuition that Ling'er seemed to be more suitable for Yun Su's swordsmanship than his own.

So, he imitated Yun Su's sword intent and swung the sword in his hand.

It was clearly just a plain branch, but in his hand, it seemed like a magic sword that could stir up the breeze, the bright moon, the stars and all things. The cold light sprinkled down, and the bright moon seemed to leap onto the tip of his sword.

Yun Ling'er widened her eyes and stared at the scene in front of her.

The branches twisted like the moon, and an unknown wind rose up around him, lingering around him.

"Look carefully."

Jing Yan reminded him.

He turned the tip of his sword, recalling the scene when Yun Su split the Milky Way. The incomplete sword spirit in his heart seemed unable to restrain him at all, and the majestic sword energy leapt out of his hand.

It was just a moment, or perhaps it was eternity. As the sword slowly cut through the night sky, the heavy snow seemed to be awakened, trembling and dispersing.

It's a pity it's too late.

The sharp sword energy spread out, cutting the snowflakes flying in the air into two pieces, followed by one piece, two pieces, three pieces... endless pieces.

The words of the sutra cut through the heavy snow.

Just relying on the branches in hand.

Yun Ling'er's hands trembled slightly.

The blurry figure of Mr. Jian Ling was reflected in her eyes, and seemed to be reflected in her heart as well.

She grasped the sword - the ancient ink-colored long sword that communicated with Mr. Sword Spirit was held in her hand at some point in time.

As if she could hear the guidance of her soul, she waved it based on her intuition.

A sword.

Two swords.

From being unfamiliar at first, to becoming more and more familiar, and finally to the point where I could swing the sword without even thinking.

Yun Ling'er felt that she was very familiar with this sword technique. It seemed as if it was tailor-made for her. With just a thought, the sword intent followed her command and moved.

As easy as waving an arm.

She closed her eyes and swung the sword following her heart.

An unimaginable sword energy lingered around her.

Then, she couldn't control herself and suddenly used the last move of the sword technique -

It was a pure gust of wind. Although it was tens of thousands of times weaker than the one wielded by Mr. Sword Spirit, it was also the most powerful sword energy that Yun Ling'er had ever wielded.

The sword energy passed through the hall, through the attic window, and through the corridor.

Waving towards the setting sun.

It was as if the sword energy had slashed the setting sun. When the sword energy dissipated without a trace, the setting sun with its remaining golden afterglow also fell, as if it had been slashed down by the sword energy.

Everything returns to darkness.

it's dark.

Her contact with Mr. Jianling was also cut off.

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The first rays of morning light appeared in the east of Qingzhu Peak.

The gentle sunlight sprinkled on the white snow and also fell on Jingyan's face.