Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 308 The General and the Sword

"Help you break through?" Hearing these words, Mu Lingyun was stunned for a moment, and then sullen eyes showed in her eyes. She swears that she has never seen such a brazen person, who swallowed her sword spirit, but still wants to protect him?

Yang Chen's expression was as usual, and he said lightly: "Girl Mu, now we are grasshoppers on the same rope. If I improve my cultivation level now, it will definitely be more beneficial to my subsequent actions."

Mu Lingyun's complexion changed slightly, she gritted her teeth and said, "How long will it take you?"

"One hour is enough!"

Yang Chen said, closed his eyes, and silently entered the process of refining the sword spirit.

Mu Lingyun took a deep breath, then sat next to Yang Chen to protect him.

...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Chen's consciousness sat cross-legged quietly, and opposite him was a transparent body, sitting opposite Yang Chen, with confusion flashing across his eyes from time to time.

"Where is this...?" Sword Spirit spat out a few words, his tone full of bewilderment.

"Consciousness, in my consciousness." Yang Chen said lightly: "I'm going to refine you now, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can tell me."

"Refining?"

Hearing this, Sword Spirit's expression froze, and then he showed anger: "Absurd, I am a general of the Han Dynasty, how dare you refine me!"

"Ignorance." Yang Chen sneered, and said lightly, "You are just a sword spirit of Han Xin's Chitong Sword, and you dare to call yourself Han Xin."

Sword spirit?

As soon as these words came out, Sword Spirit's expression suddenly changed. He didn't know if he remembered something, but his expression suddenly became extremely painful. Holding his head, he screamed heart-piercingly: "No...impossible! I am Han Xin, I am Han Xin!"

"You...you dare to lie to me?"

Sword Spirit took a deep breath, stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed at Yang Chen.

However, before he touched Yang Chen, he only heard a "whoosh", and a dark iron chain suddenly stretched out from the sea of ​​consciousness, tightly surrounding the body of the sword spirit.

The iron chain was covered with red slave marks, like a hot iron. When the sword spirit was wrapped around it, there was a "Zi Zi" sound from the opponent's body, and bursts of green smoke came out.

His body also became more transparent at this moment.

"I'll say it again, you are just a sword spirit." Yang Chen looked at him quietly, the expression in his eyes did not change at all.

However, he had some sympathy for this sword spirit.

For tens of thousands of years, he had always regarded himself as Han Xin, but suddenly found that he was just a sword spirit. This was indeed an unacceptable thing for him.

Yang Chen was silent for a while, and the slave mark gushed out from his fingertips, and he tapped lightly on Jian Ling's brow.

"Forget it, let you look at your memory."

As soon as the words fell, the sword spirit was shocked, and then, countless fragments suddenly appeared in his mind...

Those fragments seemed to have been buried in the deepest part of his memory. Following this, they immediately crawled out from the deepest part of the sword spirit.

Sword Spirit felt himself, as if he had a dream.

In the dream, he turned into a sword and fought with the general for his whole life. He is covered in blood, he is invincible, but it shouldn't be like this...

Isn't he human?

Why did it become a sword?

Until one day, he came to this canyon, and he saw many voices standing in front of him.

Someone said: "General Han, this red pupil sword is stained with too much blood, and it already has evil spirits, like a monster. If General Han carries it on his body again, I'm afraid he will be eroded by him!"

"General Han, according to the opinion of the last general, we should get rid of these evil things as soon as possible. Now that the Han Dynasty is about to fight the Chu Dynasty, it will always be unlucky for you to carry this sword!"

Hearing these voices, tears suddenly welled up in Jian Ling's eyes.

"No, I'm not an evil thing..."

Sword Spirit shouted frantically, but no one could hear his voice.

Everyone's eyes are full of indifference, disgust, and disgust!

"Oh." Suddenly, a sigh came, and he saw a person standing in front of him.

This person is imposing, tall and handsome, wearing a black armor. It's just that sadness flashed across his expression from time to time.

He looked at the Chitong sword quietly, struggling in his eyes.

Finally, he raised his hand, and with a "bang", he plunged the red pupil sword into the ground.

Then turned and left.

The sword spirit was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he saw a transparent body flying out of the red pupil sword. The body came out like a soul, stood behind the general, roaring violently.

"This is... myself?" Sword Spirit opened his mouth.

He saw that the general was arguing violently with the sword spirit.

Suddenly, two lines of tears flowed from the general's eyes, he knelt down to the sword spirit with a "plop", and then kowtowed.

disappear into the distance.

Since then, this sword has been erected here forever, and that sword spirit has never appeared again. He seemed to be waiting for someone, but that person never showed up.

Finally one day, he heard a sound of hooves.

Accompanied by a hasty voice, it reached Sword Spirit's ears. This was the first time he heard a human voice in so many years.

Who is the one?

He opened his eyes and saw several soldiers in armor galloping on horseback.

Han army?

Seeing this scene, Jian Ling's eyes immediately showed joy, did he come to pick him up? But soon, when the sword spirit saw the fluttering flag, his whole body trembled violently as if getting an electric shock.

wrong! This is Chu Jun!

The sword spirit was startled and terrified. He never expected that after all the hard work here, the Chu army would come?

"General, run quickly. After crossing the river ahead, the Han army should not be able to follow." A rough voice sounded, and a general among the crowd said to a downcast king.

"river……"

The king opened his mouth and said, "What river is ahead?"

"Overlord, the Wuhe River is ahead!" The man laughed and said, "After crossing the Wuhe River, we will arrive at Jiangdong, which is our very base, and we will be safe then!"

"Jiangdong..."

Hearing this, the king's eyes suddenly revealed a look of sorrow.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he raised troops from Jiangdong and founded the Chu Dynasty.

Tens of thousands of years later, he fled from the Chu Dynasty and entered Jiangdong again.

"Oh, good fortune tricks people." The king shook his head, and slowly got off the horse, his face full of depression and sadness.

"Overlord!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Overlord, look, here is a sword!"

"Huh? Why does this sword look so familiar?"

"This...isn't this Han Xin's red pupil sword!"