C19 Farewell

"This one." He looked at the hilt of sword in his hand and then looked at the pile of metal on the ground, speechless.

Qing Qing rubbed her small hands together, and said awkwardly: "I never thought that this sword would be so useless."

Jing Tian threw the hilt of sword away and raised his head to ask: "Sis, do you still have a sword? Bring out another handful. "

Qing Qing shook his head: "No, I never used a sword, I bought that sword when I was free."

Jing Tian spread his hands. "Then what do we do? If I don't have a sword, how would I train with it? "

Qing Qing laughed bitterly: "Looks like we can only wait a bit about the sword technique, don't you have your own manual? Why don't you train your fist first. I'll go to the weapon store in the city tomorrow and look for a treasure sword of better quality. "

"Then that's the only way." Jing Tian raised his head to look at the sky. "Sis, it's getting late. You should go back and rest."

"You're not coming back with me?" Qing Qing was a little disappointed.

Jing Tian returned the sword manual back to the infinitesimal space and picked up Kong Ming's fist manual.

"I'm not going back. With my current identity, it's not convenient for me to enter the courtyard." Furthermore, I want to take advantage of my recent breakthrough to cultivate properly here. At the very least, I want to train the hollow fist and the Snowfall Sword Art well. At that time, I will take back what I lost. "

Seeing the determination in Jing Tian's eyes, Qing Qing knew that he had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more.

From then on, Qing Qing trained in the forest day and night, and since he did not have anything specific to do, he would often come to the forest to train with him.

Due to Qing Qing's guidance, his shocking progress was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, a few months passed just like that. A thousand li of ice had been frozen, and the end of the year had arrived.

In these three months, his shocking cultivation increased at an insane speed. Right now, his Profound Practitioner's cultivation had already reached the sixth level of Foundation building, and he just so happened to have broken through the first level to become a first seal imprint master. After repeatedly practicing the hollow fist, he had basically mastered it as well. At the same time, my connection with the mental defensive armor became even stronger. Jing Tian could now freely control the cold energy from my rebound to defend against the enemy.

The only flaw was that the Snowfall Sword Art did not improve at all. This was not because the sword technique was too profound; he was unable to practice it. The reason was that he couldn't find a sword suitable for this set of sword technique.

In these few months, Qing Qing had already visited all the weapon shops in the Imperial City of Soul Nation and even personally went to the blacksmith to make them. He had brought back a total of more than ten treasured swords. These ten or so swords could be said to be extremely sharp, but as long as one practiced them according to the Floating Snow Sword manual, the result would be the same as being shattered by that unique method of luck.

After repeated experiments, Qing Qing and Jing Tian decided to give up.

Using Qing Qing's words: "The power of this ancient sword is too great, ordinary swords cannot match it. I can only wait until I get my hands on the rare divine sword before I start practicing. "

There are a lot of Soul Master in Soul Nation, and none of them use swords. I wonder where in the empire would there be such a treasure sword? "

Qing Qing thought for a while: "According to what I know, many of the Profound Practitioner's experts used to use swords. However, two hundred years ago, seven experts of the Tongxuan realm suddenly appeared in this world. No one knew the origins of these seven people. All they knew was that each of them used a treasured sword in their hands. The seven swordsmen used the power of their treasured swords to sweep across the entire empire. Traveling the world, I will experience countless experts. "

As he spoke till here, yearning flashed in Qing Qing's eyes. She also liked to travel and wanted to see experts everywhere, so she had always used these seven as her idol.

Jing Tian could also imagine the heroic scene of seven people dominating the world. He couldn't help but ask, "Then what happened next?"

Qing Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued: "The seven swordsmen have godlike sword techniques. Although they are only Profound Practitioner with Fifth Rank, they have continuously defeated many sixth stage profound masters and soul runemasters. Thus, they became the public enemies of the world. Even so, the seven of them would be in the limelight for the next five years.

Unfortunately, it was a big tree that caught the wind. The powerhouses of the sixth step who had been defeated by them had finally joined hands, and dealt them a devastating blow. Six of the swordsmen had died, and only one had escaped with serious injuries. The seven swords they used had disappeared at the same time. It was very likely that they had been taken away by the surviving swordsmen. After this incident, the dynasty banned the use of swords. Although everyone had already forgotten about this decree, the experts of the dynasty basically didn't use swords anymore. The seven swords in the hands of the seven people have never reappeared. The people of this world have called these seven swords the Seven Swords of the Sky. "

"The Seven Swords of the Sky, what a domineering name." He paced back and forth excitedly, "If I find the Seven Heavenly Swords, will I be able to use the Floating Snow Sword Technique?"

"Foolish brat, with the power of the seven strikes, it should be enough to use the second rank skill, Snowfall Sword Art. But, was there really a heaven's seven swords in this world? I think it might just be a legend. " Qing Qing sighed.

"There will be, there will be." He made an analogy with it, "There are Loser prince in this world, so there will definitely be the Seven Heavenly Swords."

"Hehehehe." Qing Qing covered his mouth and laughed: "But now Loser prince has become a genius prince with double second rank. Therefore, the term 'trash' is still not accurate. "

Jing Tian thought for a moment, and it seemed to be true, but he still insisted, "If I say there is one, there must be one."

Then he laughed. This matter slowly faded with the laughter.

The winter snow was falling, and the old people were about to leave. It was already New Year's Eve today. The Imperial City of the Soul Nation had already been covered by the pure white snow and silver. There was a carriage parked beside the relay station on the north side of the city. The horses were munching on the food in their stomachs as they passed the time.

A man and a woman stood not far away from him. The girl was wearing a sky-blue cotton robe. The cotton robe was very thin, showing off her exquisite figure.

Opposite the girl stood a young man in a black cape with a hat. He was wearing a pair of khaki trousers and a pair of thin cloth shoes. Although he wasn't wearing much, he stood there with his back straight and didn't feel cold at all.

The reason why he was so resistant to the cold had something to do with the large, cotton-padded jacket he was wearing.

In the span of three months, the youth had grown a lot taller, reaching around 1.70 meters. The girl looked up at him with reluctance in her eyes.

"Jing Tian, I'm leaving now. Take good care of yourself." The young girl was naturally Qing Qing. She caressed his face, and tears unconsciously welled up in her eyes.

"Sis, can you really not leave?" Jing Tian bit his lips, forcing himself not to cry like Qing Qing, but his eyes started to turn red.

Qing Qing shook his head: "Jingtian, I also can't bear to part with you, and I don't want to part ways with you either. But every Spring Festival, I go back to reunite with my father. I promise you, I will come back to see you next summer, and we will meet at the cabin in the woods. "

"Sis ?" Jing Tian hugged Qing Qing in an instant, tears flowing uncontrollably. "You have to come, I'll be waiting for you there."

Qing Qing was embraced by the heaven shocking aura, and a happy smile slowly surfaced on his face. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "Jing Tian, why are you hugging me now? If you had waited a bit earlier, I might have stayed behind to accompany you." But now, sigh...

She patted his shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, I will come back to see you in the summer no matter what. "Jing Tian won't cry. You're a man, so you shouldn't cry like a little girl."

Jing Tian stood up slowly and wiped the tears off his face. He forced a smile and replied, "Who said I was crying? I wasn't."

"Good! Jing Tian didn't cry! Jing Tian is the best!" Qing Qing also smiled through her tears. She used her hand to rub her head and said, "It's the new year, you should go see your brother. It has been three months since I took you out of the patriarch Palace. He must have missed you in this period of time. "

"Him? Why would the exalted Emperor think of a useless trash like me? " When Hun Aotian was mentioned, the shocking emotions in their hearts were a little cloudy.

"He was disappointed." Qing Qing pulled up his cape and continued to advise: "Right now, your cultivation, even compared to Hun Jinghun, is not inferior at all. When you go back, your brother will definitely treat you differently and give you a lot of attention. "

"Him? "Will it?" In his heart, Jing Tian was also hoping that his brother would accept him, but he wasn't sure because of his many years of shadow.

Qing Qing nodded his head heavily, as if he was helping Jing Tian gain confidence. "Definitely. No matter what, you are all brothers, there's no reason for him to not love and protect you."

"Well, all right. I'll go back to the palace and see him. Sister, don't worry. " A dazzling smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this smiling face, Qing Qing also smiled. Unknowingly, all of her attention seemed to have been focused on Jing Tian.

If Jing Tian was happy, then she was happy. If Jing Tian frowned, then she was also worried. Although they had only known each other for a few months, her shocking actions had deeply affected her mood. She could not deny that she seemed to have an unimaginable feeling for this youth. She had a vague feeling that this was love.

But as time passed, she discovered that Jing Tian was very attached to her. However, this sort of attachment didn't seem like a love, but rather the feeling of a younger brother relying on his elder sister. He actually thought of himself as a big sister.

Thus, she decided to let herself leave this worrisome environment for a period of time, to seriously ponder over it. She knew that the future was limitless, but the road ahead would not be smooth. She wanted to stay with him all the time, to wash and cook for him, to spend those hard years with him.

But before that, he had to figure out his position. This was the most advantageous for herself and for Jing Tian.

Let's go, no longer hesitate. If he waited any longer, he might not be willing to leave.

She took one last look at Jing Tian and said heavily, "Jing Tian, I'm leaving. Take care."

She turned around and rushed to the front of the carriage. She stopped for a moment as she lifted the curtain of the carriage and lowered her head to enter the carriage.

The horse seemed to have received an order as it raised its head and whinnied. He ran forward.

"Sis, sis ?" He shouted at the back of the carriage, "You must come back next summer! You must come!"

The carriage moved slowly, but eventually disappeared over the white horizon. The snow in the sky grew bigger and bigger, and gradually the ruts in the snow were covered up. It was as if nothing had happened. In the white world, only Jing Tian was still looking around.

After a long while, he slowly turned his head, and his face was covered with strips of crystal-clear ice. It was unknown whether it was tears or not.

He slowly walked towards the city gate.

Within the city gates, there was a straight path that led straight into the palace, and his own brother was sitting in the deepest part of the palace.

Brother, I'm back.