THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 212: Magical Ancient Sword

“What's up?”Ling Yichen stopped and looked at Ling Chuxi suspiciously.

"Luo Chen Jian, it seemed ... cheered." After Ling Chuxi said this, she could not believe it. But here's the problem. The sword of dust that fell down at this moment cheered and shouted. He did not know why he could understand Luo Chenjian's current mood, but he felt that way. The falling dust sword now seemed to be alive and had his own thoughts.

Ling Chuxi walked back and forth from the seven lanes, and finally stopped at the third lane on the right.

“Open here,” Ling Chuxi said as she walked forward. Right in front of this passage, Duchenjian's cheers became extremely powerful, as if a foolish child was going to get a long-awaited toy.

Although the reason was unknown, Ling Chuxi intuitively felt that the treasure they were looking for should be in this section, and the falling dust sword might also be related to it.

Ling Yichen only hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and grabbed Ling Chuxi. Ling Yichen was also startled by Ling Chuxi's words. Luochenjian, will there be a strong reaction? What exactly is this Chu Xi weapon?

Throughout the passageway, a strong pressure began to spread, the deeper, the greater the pressure. Even their powers and minds from the Great Perfection Realm became breathing under this pressure.

The two of them fought at full strength, resisting this pressure and continuing to move forward, and they became more and more excited, The front was definitely a treasure, otherwise, how could there be such a strong pressure.

Finally, the eyes suddenly shone, and the sunlight pierced through the round hole at the top, illuminating the square stone room, Above the stone platform in the middle of the stone room, the slender ancient sword pointed straight at the sky. It was from this ancient sword.

Only a sword could release such a strong pressure. What kind of sword is this? !

Looking at the ancient sword in front of them, both Ling Chuxi had a strange feeling. This sword was right in front of him. Even the patterns on the swords were so clearly visible, but they gave people a kind of ethereal, very untrue feeling, as if it did not exist at all, all just ghosts.

Ling Chuxi clearly felt that the sword of dust falling on his waist was trembling and buzzing. It seemed to be cheering and shouting, as if it would be slammed sharply in the next moment.

Both of them were wary and walked cautiously towards the long sword.

Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent erupted from the ancient sword, a dazzling white light burst forth, and a powerful energy surged around the ancient sword as its center.

“Be careful!” Ling Yichen exclaimed, blocking in front of Ling Chuxi, the long sword that had condensed a powerful fighting spirit drew real gas in front of him.

"Bang", in a muffled sound, Ling Yichen was blown by the wind and hit the stone wall violently. Ling Yichen immediately turned around as soon as she landed, but staggered at her feet, spitting out blood.

Ling Chuxi also took out a falling dust sword and cut it towards the approaching air stream. A force like a landslide and a tsunami came. With numb arms, Ling Chuxi stepped back involuntarily and did not stabilize her figure until her back was attached to the stone wall. If not for Ling Yichen to reject some of her energy first, she would have been in the same situation as Ling Yichen.

What a terrible power! Ling Chuxi now finally knew why even the strong warriors of the nine-level battle spirit would be destroyed, and even the strength of the two Tianlei bodies extinguished was extremely difficult to deal with, not to mention the nine levels? Before Wen Qing's mother had nine levels of battle power, but with Wen Qing's father, of course, it was even more dangerous.

“Yi Chen.” Ling Chuxi called out anxiously.

“I'm fine, be careful,” Ling Yichen said in a deep voice, but her face was serious. He understood that this ancient sword was not easily conquered.

As soon as those words fell, the ancient sword once again erupted in a blinding light, even hanging in midair, as if it was being manipulated by an invisible, huge hand, and flew towards Ling Yichen. A killing intent with tragic breath was released from the sword, and the surroundings became cold. This repressive breath is just suffocating.

Ling Yichen shouted, increased his strength to the extreme, and cut the ancient sword. Under the abundant fighting spirit cohesion, he saw a cold light converge towards the sword body like a stream of water.

Secretly Ling Chuxi said nothing, and moved towards Ling Yichen with her feet, as she understood the quality of Ling Yichen's long sword, and I was afraid it would be hard to hold back his strong fighting spirit.

Sure enough, the two swords intersected, and Ling Yichen's longsword erupted in a series of sharp sounds, cut off from the tip of the sword, and the ancient sword, which was filled with killing breaths, broke out, pierced into his heart with thunder. The breath of death pervades.

If you are stabbed by this sword, even if it is a state of great perfection, you will definitely die.

Ling Chuxi arrived right at this moment, and the falling sword of dust pierced towards the long sword.

The falling dust sword trembled violently, and the ancient sword, at the same time, also let out a trembling sound, which turned into a ghost. In this trembling voice, there was a hint of terror.

The sharp blade of the falling dust sword penetrated into the ancient sword ghost unhindered. Huaguang flashed, and the ancient sword disappeared instead of breaking, but disappeared as if it had never existed before.

“What happened?” Ling Chuxi froze at the same time.

This made countless people kill their lives, and even the sword that brought disaster to the door disappear?

Holding the falling dust sword tightly, Ling Chuxi's hand trembled slightly, and there seemed to be something deeper within the sword, a joyful cry and a murderous roar, while at the same time his middle part sounded, reflected in Ling Chuxi's mind.

“What is this?” Ling Chuxi was stunned. According to legends, some ancient swords could have their own spirituality, could it be that the dust swords that fell in their hands also had their own spirituality, he said, and what appeared in the sword of dust that fell at this moment was the spirituality of another sword?

Guessing in this way, the falling dust sword shivered violently, it seemed like the two sword spirits were fighting desperately, and the sword body flashed in turn.

In his mind, the cheers of the falling dust sword became stronger and stronger, while the other killing roars grew weaker and weaker. It seemed that this sword spirit was constantly being absorbed by the falling dust sword, and the two sword spirits merged into one.

Suddenly, a roar with endless killing intent rang out in my mind, and a hint of coldness followed the sword of dust that fell onto Ling Chuxi's body, straight into the depths of my mind.

That sword spirit, invaded his mind? That thought had just popped into my heart, and Ling Chuxi felt a tingling sensation in her mind, and she instantly fell into chaos.

Many images flowed through my mind like a flood breaking the embankment, which was messy and chaotic, yet very clear.

"Ling Chuxi, no matter how talented you are? You're just a little bastard with no father or mother!"

...

"Ling Chuxi, what's the point of living like you? Die early!"

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"Ling Chuxi, don't look in the mirror to see your virtue, and dare covet Ling Xiaoting's brother."

...

It seems limited to endless reincarnation, as if to experience this life and life again, everything is so real, but so far away. Grief, sadness, regret, all kinds of negative emotions flowed out, almost making Ling Chuxi completely obliterated.

Surrounded by the cold, Ling Chuxi only felt that her heart and soul were drowning, as if immersed in an endless dark abyss, slowly sleeping in chaos, and never waking up.

“No, you can't sleep like this, you have to wake up.” Ling Chuxi realized that if you continue like this, her mind will always be in a state of confusion, and she will quickly gather her spirit and want to wake up, but in front of her the scene is getting fuzzy, and the mind is getting messed up too.

Do you want to disappear like this? Stay away from sadness, pain, regret, hopelessness ... Maybe, this is okay? Ling Chuxi's mind gradually lost its vigilance and gradually gave up.

Suddenly, light flashed in front of him, and a beautiful face appeared, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, an endless charm.

Huangfu's extinct! Ling Chuxi was shocked. Was there an illusion in front of him at the last moment? At the end of his life, was he the person he wanted to meet the most?

“You are my woman, how can you go easily without my permission.” The pretty face drew closer to the front and whispered in her ear, it seemed like she could still feel the heat on her lips.

Is this real, or is it just an illusion? Ling Chuxi could not distinguish for a while, but felt that warmth returned to the body contents again, under an invisible force, a fallen figure floated up, and light appeared again in front of him.

“Clearly!” Ling Chuxi suddenly opened her eyes and saw a pair of purple eyes that would never be forgotten.

It turned out that it was not an illusion, everything was true, Huangfu was by his side and saved himself again. Recalling the feelings in my mind just now, Ling Chuxi had the feeling of being like another world.

“Why are you here?” Ling Chuxi felt warmth from the arms on her waist, and her heart was very stable at this moment.

"If I come later, you won't wake up again. Remember, you are my woman. How can I leave without my permission?" An irresistible beautiful face close to my ears and an overbearing tone. Word.

"I ..." Ling Chuxi's face was slightly hot, and I didn't know what to say. Once again, Huangfu appeared in time to save him. Whenever there was a crisis, this man would always appear beside her in time. Ling Chuxi's heart moved.

"He's fine, just fainted, and he'll wake up soon," Huang Fu said with a gentle smile. Next to him, Ling Yichen fell to the ground, but her breathing was smooth and smooth, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Seeing that Ling Yichen was fine, Ling Chuxi lowered her mind. He put it outside before Xiaobai, but he didn't have to worry about Xiaobai getting hurt.

“What happened earlier?” Ling Chuxi looked at the falling sword of dust in her hand. At this moment, the falling dust sword had a more aggressive meaning than before. Gently caressing the body of the sword, he could clearly feel the spirituality within it.Apparently, this sword had undergone an important change.

“This is not an ordinary sword, but a spirit sword, but I cannot see what kind of sword it is.” Huangfu Qingrui looked at the sword in Ling Chuxi's hand and frowned slightly.

Sword spirit? ! Ling Chuxi looked at the sword of dust that had fallen in her hand in astonishment. This was actually a spirit sword, a spirit sword with a sword spirit! The spirit sword that only exists in legends is actually in your own hands! Ling Chuxi finally understood why he felt that the falling dust swords sometimes seemed to be alive. Because this is just a fact. The fallen dust sword had its own sword spirit!

"And there is a sword spirit in your sword. The sword spirit in this cave should be his. Now go back to the body," Huang Fu explained.

Ling Chuxi was even more surprised to hear the words from Huangfu. The treasure in the cave actually belonged to the sword and sword spirit in his own hands. So, what kind of magic weapon became the dust sword that fell in his hand?

Huang Fu said with a serious face to Ling Chuxi: "Don't let anyone know about this matter, otherwise it will only cause endless trouble."

“Yah, I know.” Ling Chuxi nodded. The spiritual sword had only been heard of in legends before, if the news were to leak out, it would definitely bring endless trouble. He knew this very well, so he nodded solemnly.

Ling Chuxi gathered the falling dust sword and turned to look at Ling Yichen's wound After checking if it was alright, he turned his head to want to talk to Huangfu, who was not at all, but there was no one behind him. Where is the figure of the extinct Huangfu?

“How about the people?” Ling Chuxi looked ahead with a bit of surprise and muttered to herself.

There was no clear Huangfu figure, only Xiaobai walked step by step gracefully.

“Xiao Bai, why did you enter, didn't you let you wait outside for us? Very dangerous here.” Ling Chuxi saw Xiao Bai enter, and stepped forward and put her in his arms. Xiaobai lifted her head and gently touched Ling Chuxi's face, as if comforting her that she was fine.

"Hm ..." Ling Yichen woke up slowly at this moment. Upon seeing Ling Chuxi, he sat down and asked anxiously, "Chu Xi, are you okay? What's wrong?"

“I'm fine.” Ling Chuxi gently shook her head, and then told Ling Yichen about the falling dust sword. Ling Yichen's eyes widened.

“Spirit Sword!?” Ling Yichen looked in surprise at the dust sword that fell on Ling Chuxi's waist. How could not imagine that such an obscure sword would actually be a magical weapon with a sword spirit. But this is the truth!

“This object should not leak.” Of course Ling Yichen also thought about how many problems would occur if the sword matter was revealed, so she also told Ling Chuxi solemnly.

"Well." yeah." Ling Chuxi nodded, "Yi Chen, how are you feeling now?"

"It's okay. Let's go, let's go first." Ling Yichen looked at his broken sword, smiled bitterly, and had to find another weapon.

Ling Chuxi and their treasure hunting team were considered to be completely finished. After the two returned to Beijing, the campus was already on holiday. And Lan Xinyu also went home, as if there was something urgent to return to. Fu Chengyu told the two of them that by the time Ling Chuxi left, the crown prince sent someone to invite Ling Chuxi, and often brought gifts. They were rejected by Fu Chengyu.

“True, the Ling family also sent a letter.” Fu Chengyu handed the letter to Ling Chuxi.

Ling Chuxi looked and smiled at his face. It was a letter from the second elder. Congratulations to him for winning the championship. He also said that everyone missed him a lot, and Aunt Wang missed him too.

“Come back and have a look.” Ling Chuxi said with a smile after receiving the letter, “There are also Lan Xinyu people who do not know what is urgent at home. Just go back and see him.”

Ling Yichen nodded, and she had the same idea. Fu Chengyu did not follow through at this time. He said in Beijing that he had something to deal with. Princess Wu wanted to leave, but she was stopped by Li Fei and she was not allowed to come.

Finally, Ling Chuxi, Ling Yichen and Xia Zhuoyi returned together. In Baishi City, Xia Zhuoyi came home to see her mother. The monster has hatched, but only bigger. She is very affectionate now, eating and living together. Now, take it home and show it to your mother.

Returning to Shiqu City, the Ling family greeted him warmly. When the few elders knew that the two of them had managed to reach Great Perfection, after experiencing Tianlei's cooling body, they almost excitedly fainted on the spot. For many years, the Ling family had not had such a master. Now, one is two!

“Chu Xi, okay, okay, okay!” Elder Er's excited eyes were somewhat wet. When he found out that Ling Chuxi won first place in the ring competition, he also felt as if he was in a dream. At that moment, the cowardly Chu Xi, who had always lowered her head, was now dazzling and dazzling.

Many children from the Ling family were waiting outside, they wanted to see Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen. This time Ling Chuxi won first place, they were all with Yourong. The Qin family and the Luo family, now dared not to be presumptuous in front of them. They finally raised their eyes and sighed.

Tonight, Aunt Wang made a delicious table, and Ling Yichen and the Second Elder also came. A few people and Xiaobai surrounded the table, which made Ling Chuxi feel warmer and made her feel that she also had a home.

After two days of rest at home, Ling Chuxi decided to visit Lan Xinyu. During this time, I had no idea what Lan Xinyu was busy with, but it seemed like it was something significant.

After going to Baishi City, Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen went straight to the Lan family.

Just arriving at the blue house, a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper was walking outside, looking at Ling Chuxi a little surprised, and then quickly ushered in: "Miss Ling."

Ling Chuxi recognized the butler who had met last time and nodded with a smile.

“Miss Ling, come here to find Missy, please come in, please sign in.” The housekeeper smiled and escorted Ling Chuxi into the Blue Mansion.

Following the housekeeper along the way, I saw that the blue house was clean and tidy everywhere, even the doorposts of the corridor were very clean, very clean, and the people passing by hurriedly also wore new clothes as if they were welcoming some important festival.

“Nona is inside, I won't interrupt some.” The housekeeper stopped in front of the courtyard.

Looking inside, the courtyard was a vast martial arts field, and the shelves on both sides were filled with various weapons. In the middle of the martial arts training hall, Lan Xinyu devoted herself to practicing martial arts.The golden whip flashed and roared sharply.

“Thank you.” Ling Chuxi did not interfere with her martial arts, and whispered to the housekeeper.

The butler bowed and retreated, and Ling Chuxi stood at the courtyard gate, watching Lan Xinyu practice martial arts.

It could be seen that, although this time, compared to Wu Dahan and Lan Xinyu, he was eliminated earlier, but mentally unaffected, on the contrary, he benefited a lot from it, and his strength did not make any small progress. Not only did the fighting spirit condensed a lot, but also the use of the fighting spirit was more useful, fierce but still calm, each whip swayed, with strong momentum and confidence.

As long as this kind of thinking was maintained, with Lan Xinyu's talent, it was only a matter of time before her promotion to Dzogchen.

Lan Xinyu was indifferent, hitting whip after whip, not even paying attention to Ling Chuxi's arrival. After a while, when I stopped, I found two more figures on the courtyard door.

“Chu Xi, why are you here?” Lan Xinyu put away the golden whip and greeted him in surprise.

"I haven't seen you in a long time. I miss you, and I've come to see you." Ling Chuxi smiled.

“Merinduced me?” Lan Xinyu looked at Ling Chuxi with a very strange gaze, which was unlike what she said. Did you say a word less? Want beat? Sure enough, Ling Chuxi's words showed her true face.

"Yes, I missed you. I can't find anyone to do tricks with me right now. My hands are so itchy. I miss you so much" Ling Chuxi said sincerely.

"Ling Chuxi, have you come to fight me again? Don't think there's anything great about Dzogchen, and I'm not so bluffing." Lan Xinyu's shock froze on her face, and she shouted loudly.

"That's right, too weak to bluff. It's boring." Ling Chuxi finished her steps and punched Lan Xinyu.

“You really did it!” Lan Xinyu was angry at him as a conditioned reflex, flickered instinctively, and then struck back with a punch.

The two immediately fought into a mass, sand and stone flew in the field of martial arts, and a loud muffled voice sounded.

Next to him, Ling Yichen smiled bitterly. This was the friendship between Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu. Every time they met, they had to fight first, but seeing such a scene, it felt very warm.

“No more, but it's boring.” As usual, Lan Xinyu covered the eyes of a panda and took the lead in suspending the battle-free cards. There was some resentment on his face, and some were unwilling. I really don't know what kind of monster this person is, she's also the genius girl that the Lan family is known for, she has put a lot of effort into cultivating, not only can she not catch up to him, she has not been able to pursue him, but the gap in strength is growing. If you continue like this, you won't even find the capital to abuse. No, I have to work harder!

“I also feel very boring, too weak.” Ling Chuxi God extended his hand freshly, with the words “ Addiction” written clearly on his face.

"Ling Chuxi, do you want to be mad at me? Sooner or later, one day I'll catch up with you." Lan Xinyu swung her fists furiously, but there was no setback in her heart. Ling Chuxi could do it, he Of course it could be done, and one day, he would become as strong as himself.

“Then you have to work hard, life is really quiet like snow,” Ling Chuxi said flatly.