"My sword?" Yuan Chen shook his head, "This sword seems to have been abandoned, how could it be mine."
Yuan Chen glanced around, looking for a way out.
After observing for a long time, Yuan Chen gave up. He didn't expect that there was such a desperate place under the Broken Heart Cliff.
Surrounded by cliffs, there is no way out.
"Buzz~"
The red blood sword suddenly let out a sword cry, and the originally white clouds and mist in the void suddenly turned black, with thunder and lightning intertwining, which was extremely terrifying.
Yuan Chen felt a kind of coercion coming down, covering this desperate place.
"What kind of disaster is this?"
Bloody thunder and lightning crashed down, thundering loudly, Yuan Chen was shocked to the point of bleeding from all his orifices, and he struggled to climb to the edge of the cliff to feel better.
Ding dong!
There was an explosion like an iron strike, and Yuan Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
At the moment when he fainted, he seemed to see a girl in red standing proudly in the red blood sword, breaking the bloody thunder with one finger.
"What a nice view!"
Yuan Chen fell into a coma, and it seemed that it took a long time for Yuan Chen to wake up.
"Xiao Chen, are you awake?" came the voice of Old Man Ming Ling, "Thanks to Miss Hongchen for saving me, otherwise my grandson would have died on Broken Heart Cliff."
Yuan Chen rubbed his eyes and looked at the girl in red in surprise: "You...you...are"
Old Man Ming Ling gently patted Yuan Chen on the back of his head, laughed and said, "What are you doing? Thank you Miss Hong Chen for saving your life."
Yuan Chen quickly got off the bed, bowed slightly to the girl in red, and then said sincerely: "Thank you, Sister Hongchen, for helping me."
"No need, I can't bear it." Hongchen turned slightly to the side and hid, "If you weren't here, I might have been buried in the divine calamity."
Yuan Chen was confused. He was clearly unconscious and had not done anything well at all.
Old Man Ming Ling cast a questioning look at Yuan Chen, but Yuan Chen shook his head blankly.
"In this case, it's hard for me to agree to that girl's request." Old Man Ming Ling guessed some reasons, "Not everyone can go to that holy land."
Hongchen looked at the old man Ming Ling and said calmly: "There was once a person who came here and created this world. I am his sword. Am I qualified now?"
Old Man Ming Ling was startled for a moment, and suddenly became a little excited: "This is true, I will open the entrance to the Holy Land right now."
Without waiting for Hongchen to respond, Old Man Ming Ling hurriedly burrowed into the depths of the Xingyuan tree cave.
Yuan Chen was stunned. He had never seen his grandfather so excited.
"Are you a sword spirit?" Yuan Chen grabbed the corner of Hong Chen's skirt, raised his head and asked curiously, "Can you tell me what kind of sword you are?"
Hongchen looked thoughtful, then slowly shook his head: "I forgot, I only know that my current name is Duanjian Hongchen."
"Everything in the past has been forgotten. If it weren't for your arrival, I might still be sleeping."
"Thanks to your help, I was able to survive the divine calamity and evolve into a god-level sword spirit."
Yuan Chen was embarrassed: "How could I save you? I remember I was in a coma."
"Speaking of which, your situation at that time was indeed very strange, as if a demon had been released by you."
Hongchen recalled Yuanchen's performance during the tribulation, and for some reason, he suddenly shuddered.
"Come on, the saint has agreed." The voice of the old man Ming Ling came faintly, "Yuan Chen, come too, the saint wants to see you."
Yuan Chen subconsciously wanted to run away, but Hong Chen grabbed his hand and couldn't break free even if he tried.
Regarding the depth of the Xingyuan Tree Cave, it was also Yuan Chen's first time here. He only knew that the Xingyuan Tree was very big, occupying one-third of the land of Dongyang.
In the dark corridor, the broken sword Hongchen hangs on his waist flashes red, which is very evil.
For some reason, Yuan Chen felt very uncomfortable with Hong Chen leading him away.
Fortunately, soon a glowing door appeared in front of them.
Hongchen stepped in first, followed closely by Yuanchen.
As soon as he entered, Yuan Chen closed his eyes because the surrounding light was too strong.
There are creatures that live in darkness all year round and die immediately when they see sunlight for the first time.
Yuan Chen is not afraid of the sun, he just needs time to adapt.
The warm sunshine shone down and Yuan Chen felt indescribably comfortable. He wanted to look up at the blue sky and white clouds, but unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.
The vines in the sky dispelled Yuan Chen's illusions. The outside world was always so far away.
When can he see her again?
Yuan Chen was dragged to the Saintess Lake by Hong Chen. Old Man Ming Ling patted Yuan Chen on the shoulder and turned to leave.
"You're finally here."
The entire Saint Lady Lake suddenly started to ripple, and the water waves converged towards the center of the lake, forming a vortex in the center of the lake.
Like water gushing out of a spring, the whirlpool flew into the air, and a woman made of water emerged.
"The ferry to Hongchen, no, it should be the dagger Hongchen."
Hongchen frowned and said in confusion: "You know me."
"You were not as quiet and peaceful as you are now. Come on, I can repair you. In just nine years, your destined person will come and take you away."
The saint's eyes made of water seemed to be able to see through the future. Yuan Chen shuddered, why did he feel that the saint was looking at him just now?
The red dust turned into red light and penetrated into the Saintess Lake, disappearing.
"Yuan Chen, Ming Ling has never had any ill intentions towards you, so why should you feel resentful towards him."
The saint's words were light but earth-shattering.
Yuan Chen had a clear conscience and said in confusion: "I have never resented Grandpa Ming Ling. Sister Saint, are you mistaken?"
"Don't you have any resentment?" He waved his hand made of Saint Maid Water, and a drop of Saint Maid Lake water touched Yuan Chen's eyebrows, "Then why did you lose control? And why do you want to live alone?"
The water of Saint Lady Lake merged into the center of Yuan Chen's eyebrows, and Yuan Chen's eyes turned into vertical slits, but he did not go crazy.
"Do you know? The obsession you hide deep in your heart."
"Your mother wanted you to die. As a child, you were naturally obedient, but the ghost saved you. This is where the obsession comes from."
After telling the truth, the saint herself shook her head helplessly. There is no solution for such obsession.
Who can blame this?
Is it the mother who wants to kill her child? Or is it that Yuan Chen is not born with a delicate heart and is obedient and well-behaved? Or is it that Old Ming Ling is to blame for saving Yuan Chen and raising him?
"Forget it. Forgetting your obsession may also be a kind of relief." The saint looked at Zhu Yuanchen with some distress, "The Eye of Reincarnation, please grant me the power of eternal sealing."
After the saint's water body, a huge vertical pillar appeared, surrounded by the aura of immortality.
A dazzling white light burst out from the vertical window and hit Yuan Chen between his eyebrows. Yuan Chen slowly fell down and fell into a deep sleep.
"A three-year-old child actually has a chaotic destiny. It's really a trick of fate."
The water body of the Saint Maiden disappeared, and the Saint Maiden Lake returned to calm.
The sun was shining and he breathed in the fragrance of green grass. Yuan Chen rubbed his eyes and woke up. He was confused for a while and felt that he was missing something.
"What exactly did you forget?" Yuan Chen's eyes were clear, "You can find out if you ask Grandpa Mingling."
Yuan Chen just wanted to leave, but suddenly turned around and saw the green lake water. Yuan Chen wanted to take a bath first.
Take a shower, it should be fine. (To be continued)