The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

After returning from Xuanhua, Qin Zichen was called over by Song Xu on the second day to start a regular meeting. Su Qingyi stayed in the room by herself for a while, and then heard a report from an outer sect disciple that someone was looking for her. Su Qingyi got up and went to Wen Jianfeng's reception hall. As soon as he entered, he saw Lin Coffin and Mei Changjun sitting on chairs waiting for her.

Mei Changjun seemed to have just entered the period of qi refining, wearing a long red dress, leaning lazily on the chair, heard Su Qingyi enter the door, sighed and said: "Ran Yan, you are so comfortable here, no wonder you are relying on Tianjianzong. I don't want to go..."

Su Qingyi raised her hand to create a barrier and sat opposite Mei Changjun. Mei Changjun couldn't see her cultivation level, so he clicked his tongue and said, "I've fallen into the Qi refining period and start over again. Seeing you like this, I'm afraid it's going to be a higher level?"

"The Mahayana period." Su Qingyi said with a smile, looking her up and down: "Are you okay?"

"Very good," Mei Changjun stretched his voice: "It's just that the speed of cultivation is too slow. I said why you suddenly reached the Mahayana period, but I can only be a mortal? This God is really unfair, unfair."

Su Qingyi smiled and didn't say much. Leaning on the chair lazily, Mei Changjun watched her stare at Yoyo, and said seriously, "Really, how did you break through so quickly, teach me?"

"Xie Hantan..." Su Qingyi pursed her lips, and suddenly remembered the thin young man in black, who was unable to say anything for a while.

After all, she was the one who raised her. The decades of affection, even if there is no love, are like family members.

When he thought of the torture he suffered in the twelfth reincarnation, when he was abandoned by her in Ah Qi's first life and shattered in front of her, when he thought of his back in black clothes and a crane cloak walking alone, Su Qingyi felt I felt that there was a kind of grief and pity welling up from the bottom of my heart.

He tried his best to let her live a stable life, leaving her the cultivation of the Mahayana period, and leaving her peace and happiness.

Su Qingyi felt cold while holding the teacup, and Mei Changjun said hesitantly, "Qingyi, that fellow Xie Hantan... what happened?"

Su Qingyi snapped back to her senses and said bitterly, "No, he...he's fine."

As she said that, she told Mei Changjun everything Xie Hantan had done. Mei Changjun listened quietly, and after a while, she frowned: "So, when he killed you in front of everyone, did he want you to change your body and stop being chased by everyone?"

Su Qingyi nodded, Mei Changjun frowned in confusion: "Then why did he and others slash your corpse with a thousand swords? Is this also a necessary step in the formation of the formation?"

Hearing this, Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, then she shook her head: "I have never seen the formation he set up before, so I can't say for sure. Speaking of this, I want to know, Chang-Jun, there are actually three formations on Penglai, you Do you know who made it?"

"Three?" This time, Mei Changjun was stunned: "I only know that Shen Fei set up a formation that uses people to train his pulse. He couldn't catch too many people at first, so he used the secret realm of Penglai as bait to attract various people. When disciples from various sects come, a monk's spiritual energy is much higher than that of an ordinary person. At first I didn't know he was so mad, I thought he just wanted revenge... But after discovering his true intentions, I I felt like this couldn’t go on like this.”

"When you opened the Yin-Yang Gate, what realm was Shen Fei in?"

"At least above the Mahayana," Mei Changjun said with coldness in his eyes: "Even if it is Jingyan Daojun in his heyday, he is not necessarily an opponent."

Su Qingyi fell silent, banging on the table. For a long time, she sorted out her thoughts and said slowly: "After we came out, I heard that an evil dragon escaped from Penglai, and after coming out, several sects were destroyed. When I was in Xuantianmen, I have also seen a similar formation, and the result is an evil dragon, but the purpose of the head of Xuantianmen at that time was not to create spiritual veins, but to nourish someone's soul. So I guess, there are actually three formations on Penglai. One of the formations was set up by Shen Fei to refine the spiritual veins; the other was set up by Xie Hantan to resurrect Ran Yan; and the other... was used to refine this evil dragon."

Mei Changjun listened quietly, speculating and thinking: "You said that Xuantianmen's formation was used to nourish the soul, and then raised this evil dragon, could this evil dragon be the formation that Xie Hantan resurrected you from? What about by-products of the law?"

"No," Su Qingyi shook her head: "The formation of Xuantianmen is to turn the raised soul into an evil dragon. If it was Xie Hantan's formation, then it would be me who turned into an evil dragon."

The three fell into contemplation again. After a long time, Mei Changjun said: "Actually, why don't you ask Xie Hantan? He should tell you the truth, right?"

"I'm just afraid that he's hiding it from me," Su Qingyi frowned, "I believe that he has always been for my own good, but I also believe that he has never told me the truth."

"Indeed," Mei Changjun nodded, stretched his waist and hung the coffin next to him: "It's better for our little coffin, and tell me everything."

Su Qingyi: "..."

Such hot eyes, obviously I have a boyfriend, why do my eyes hurt so much?

Lin Coffin didn't say much, touched Mei Changjun's head, and said gently, "Good."

Now he no longer needs that white jade mask, he looks delicate and gentle, and he bows his head and smiles like that, as if he can change people's hearts.

Su Qingyi suddenly realized that the usual system's unpleasant feeling of kicking over the dog food with one foot, she turned in a different direction and coughed twice.

The two didn't respond and continued to grow tired.

Su Qingyi changed direction again and coughed twice.

The two didn't respond and continued to grow tired.

Su Qingyi changed direction again, coughing...

"Do you have tuberculosis?"

Mei Changjun raised his head suddenly, dissatisfied: "If you have something to say, what's the point of coughing all the time?"

Su Qingyi: "..."

"Changjun," she couldn't bear it any longer, "if you're all right, can you take the coffin to other places to get tired? I'm almost blind, okay?"

"Okay," Mei Changjun spread his hands helplessly: "Anyway, I just came to see you, and I'll leave if you're all right. A place like Tianjianzong smells like scum, hey, it's uncomfortable to stay! "

"Wait, leave something for me before you leave," Su Qingyi stopped her: "Do you still remember Shen Feibu's formation diagram? If you remember, draw one for me. Also, you found out that you were involved in that year. You can also give me a list of things to do with people."

"Do you want to take care of this?" Mei Changjun was stunned, Su Qingyi threw the pen and paper to her, and said indifferently, "If my death and the deaths of my relatives, friends and family are related to these, why should I not care?"

"Actually, Qingyi," Mei Changjun pursed his lips: "If your parents are actually the ones who want to kill you..."

"There are always people who are kind to me." Su Qingyi's expression did not change, she said lightly, "Even if my parents and uncle never thought of letting me live, but among so many people who died, there were always those who were kind and loved me. As long as there is one of my people, then I have to avenge them."

Mei Changjun didn't speak anymore, after thinking for a long time, she sighed softly, and lowered her head to draw a detailed description of the formation above on the paper. After finishing it, she wrote a few more names, including the names of the current five major factions and the heads of more than 30 small factions. Most of the people on the list have already passed away, or they have become powerful people like Xuanhua. Mei Changjun hesitated and said: "Ran Yan, the road to revenge is not easy to take, now you and Jingyan live a good life, won't it be good? Think about it, if you really want to take revenge, the first thing, Xuanhua ancestor of Tianjianzong, what should you do? Are you going to kill him?"

"If I really kill him, Qin Zichen will blame me instead," Su Qingyi sneered and laughed, "Don't want such a man."

Mei Changjun was choked. After a while, she waved her hand, stood up and said, "Forget it, I don't care, I'm leaving. I'll come back to see you later when I have time."

"Cultivation well, next time I will come to Tianjianzong to see me during the Qi-refining period, I feel ashamed." Su Qingyi packed up the pen and paper without raising her head.

Mei Changjun was choked, called out her little donkey, and flew away. Lin Coffin followed behind her, and the wind was blowing on their faces, Mei Changjun suddenly remembered: "Little Coffin, you say, why did Senior Brother become so strange later?"

"I don't know." Lin Coffin answered truthfully, and Mei Changjun rolled his eyes: "Don't you have his memory?"

"I only have the memory of him loving you." Lin Yan frowned and recalled seriously: "All the memories about you are beautiful."

Mei Changjun was speechless for a while, she looked at Lin Coffin's brows for a long time, then turned her head slowly.

There are some fragmentary fragments in Lin Coffin's mind.

"From now on... love her for me..."

He couldn't remember clearly, but he also understood that today, it was probably Shen Fei's last dream and ending.

After Mei Changjun and Lin Coffin left, Su Qingyi took a look at the formation she had drawn, and then looked at the formation of Xuantianmen, and suddenly found something wrong.

Xuantianmen is located in the east of the cultivation world, and Penglai is in the south. Although the two formations look similar, they are actually completely different. Xuantianmen's formation is used to gather souls, while Penglai's formation is used to gather spirits.

These two formations are nothing to look at separately, but when they are put together, they find that... these are not two formations!

Su Qingyi broke out in a cold sweat. She quickly flipped out the formation that Su Qinglian had drawn for her, and then put the three formations together. She found that in some places, the lines in the three images could be stitched together completely. !

This is an array...

Su Qingyi reacted suddenly.

With cold sweat in her hands, she looked at the broken formation on the table for a long time, and finally came back to her senses.

Such a sinister formation, one corner has already overwhelmed them, and such a large formation is set up, what is the person who sets up the formation trying to do?

If the final criterion for the success of these formations is to transform the evil dragon, then did she succeed as Ran Yan's formation? Xuantianmen's failure, Penglai's success, how much impact did it have on this great formation?

Su Qingyi was in a panic, as if she had discovered a huge secret. She shivered and put away the things on the table, subconsciously wanting to find someone to ask.

Qin Zichen must know nothing, the only person she can ask... is Xie Hantan.

So she immediately wrote a thousand-mile sound transmission, and drew it on the paper, and let the sound transmission fly towards Xie Hantan.

This was the charm she used to transmit Xie Hantan's voice in the past. The eight characters of Xie Hantan's birthday were engraved in the amulet. No matter where he was, she could find him immediately.

A quarter of an hour later, the sound transmission in her hand lit up, and Xie Hantan's voice came, "What's wrong with Master?"

"Hantan..." Su Qingyi's mind was in a mess, organizing the language. After a long time, she finally said: "Do you know what happened to the evil dragon in Penglai?"

The person on the other side was silent for a while, and after a while, he seemed a little worried: "Master, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I... I think, what is someone doing?" Su Qingyi leaned back on the chair and suddenly thought: "Hantan, what is the formation that you used to resurrect me?"

The person on the other side didn't speak, and the more Su Qingyi thought about it, the more confused it became: "Hantan, why did you cut my body with a thousand swords? Is this part of the formation? Why am I not dead, and everyone around me is dead? Did you see it? Who killed them? It wasn't me, was it?"

Thinking of this, some fragments flashed in Su Qingyi's mind, she suddenly felt a little amused, and trembled: "Impossible...even...even if you really want to sacrifice me, I am a person who practices the way of goodness, how can I kill you? I lost my parents, relatives, friends... Oh, how is Ran Mo? How did you lie to Ran Mo in the first place..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" outside the door, and Xie Hantan had already appeared at the door.

He seemed to be in a hurry, with fine sweat on his forehead. The sunlight elongated his figure, and his face was calm and determined.

Su Qingyi sat on the chair and stared blankly at the young man standing at the door. Holding a golden fan, he walked in front of her step by step, put his hands on the armchair of her chair, and stared down at her.

"Don't think about it," he said seriously, with a slight fear in his eyes: "Master, it's over, don't think about it anymore. I have everything, do you understand?"

Su Qingyi stared at him blankly, her mind was at a loss, a few fragments came up from her mind, Xie Hantan's hand flashed a shimmer, gently stroked her forehead, and said gently: "Master, I hope you can do well , Live happily. Living is more important than anything else, hatred can be forgotten, love can start all over again, but when life is gone, nothing is left.”

The light penetrated into Su Qingyi's mind, she looked at Xie Hantan's eyes, the eyes of the other party were as bright as gems, and what memories passed through Su Qingyi's mind.

"Hantan..." She grabbed him and said with difficulty, "This twelfth generation...you must have had a hard time...you are just like Ran Yan..."

"Yes," Xie Hantan smiled and said softly: "The twelfth generation, I want to be like Ran Yan in every life. I was born without remembering anything, then I was raised by them like a family, and finally they were sent to the altar for bloodletting. and die."

"Master," he gently stroked her face with his other hand, and murmured, "so there's no need to be sad, there are so many more painful things in this world. We have to look forward and don't always look back. You don't have to worry about me, I'm much stronger than you think. I'm very relieved to have Daojun Jingyan by your side. I hope you...don't let my hard work down."

Su Qingyi didn't speak, she grabbed his sleeve tightly, and said with difficulty: "Hantan, remind me, let me..."

Before she finished speaking, she passed out in Xie Hantan's arms. Xie Hantan put his arms around her, withdrew the glimmer of light in his hand, and gently brushed away her eyebrows.

He couldn't help but smile, that is, at that moment, a sword broke through the air from outside the door, Xie Hantan hurriedly pulled away and jumped out of the window. Qin Zichen rushed in immediately, saw Su Qingyi who had passed out on the chair, and hurriedly took her into his arms, his divine sense probed in, and after confirming that Su Qingyi was in no serious condition, he finally calmed down and carried her to the couch. He patted her face lightly and said, "Qingyi? Wake up, Qingyi?"

Su Qingyi slowly opened her eyes. She felt a headache in her head, and her mind stayed on when she sent Mei Changjun away and looked at the formation. Seeing Qin Zichen who was worried in front of her, she said blankly, "Why, I fell asleep?"

Qin Zichen was stunned for a while. After a while, he turned his head and said, "Just now Xie Hantan came here."

"Xie Hantan?!" Su Qingyi said in surprise, "What is he doing here?"

Qin Zichen didn't speak, Su Qingyi thought for a while, and said cautiously, "You didn't do anything, did you?"

Qin Zichen shook his head and lowered his eyelids to cover the waves in his eyes. Su Qingyi carefully observed him, and after confirming that he had no other changes, she carefully held his hand and said, "Are you unhappy?"

"He's plotting against you." Qin Zichen seemed to be afraid of her displeasure, so he spoke very slowly, as if every word was being considered. When the words were out of his mouth, Qin Zichen remembered how he saw Su Qingyi in Qingyan Palace that day, and was hugged by Xie Hantan without any strands on his body.

What caused a huge wave in his heart, he didn't dare to show it, he couldn't bear it, but his eyes were slowly dyed red, and the system screamed: "Ah, ah, host, he's going to run wild, please comfort him! !"

"I know." Su Qingyi was a little irritable, reached out to hold Qin Zichen's hand, stared into his eyes, and said seriously, "Zichen, look at me."

Qin Zichen heard the echo and turned to look at her. Su Qingyi stared at his eyes, she could soften her voice, and said slowly: "Zichen, what are you unhappy about, tell me. He is plotting against me, but that's all. It's a thing of the past. I like you now, by your side, with you, you understand?"

Qin Zichen didn't speak, the redness in his eyes slowly dissipated, Su Qingyi straightened up, put his arms around his neck, and hugged him like a spoiled child.

"Look, the first person I met was you, the first person I fell in love with was you. After going around for so many years, I'm still with you. What are you dissatisfied with?"

Qin Zichen hugged her, buried his face in her shoulder, and said in a sullen voice, "He touched you."

Su Qingyi: "..."

Qin Zichen seemed to be a lot more courageous with her encouragement: "I heard that you two were making out in the peach forest, and you were bumped into each other."

Su Qingyi: "..."

Qin Zichen continued: "He almost held a double cultivation ceremony with you..."

"Zichen..." Su Qingyi was a little bit broken: "How can you turn over the old accounts so much?"

"He was holding you that day, and you were wearing nothing!"

"But I really didn't do much with him!" Su Qingyi broke down and said, "In your heart, how much has I done with him!"

"I've done everything that should be done." Qin Zichen replied lightly, Su Qingyi trembled, Qin Zichen seemed to have lost his temper, turned his head and stopped looking at her. Su Qingyi slowly came back to her senses, held his hand, and said gently: "Actually, these are all over, really. And he and I really didn't do as much as you imagined...Come on, come on, "Su Qingyi put down the curtain of the bed and leaned towards Qin Zichen's face: "Let me tell you with practical actions what I have done and what are unique to you?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Qin Zichen glanced over coldly, Su Qingyi smiled and leaned on his shoulder. Qin Zichen's anger disappeared a lot, he held her in his arms for a long time, and finally said, "Qingyi, in fact, I'm always worried..."

"worry about what?"

Qin Zichen pursed his lips and said nothing. Su Qingyi played with his hair, looked at his beautiful brows, and waited quietly. After a long time, Qin Zichen finally said.

"You will go again."

Just like in the past, it gave him hope and filled him with despair.

Su Qingyi looked at his face quietly, the light of the setting sun fell on his face, she said softly, "Zichen."

"Ok?"

"Actually, there has never been any relationship that was promised to be together. No one has to be with whom, and no one has to be with whom for a lifetime. All relationships come naturally."

"When two people love each other, they will naturally be together. If two people don't love each other, they will naturally separate. For a lifetime, love is actually snacks. Your dreams, career, and yourself are the staple food. Without snacks, the world will lose a lot of color. But it shouldn't be too devastating."

"If you love someone, stay together. If you don't love someone, separate and wait for the next love. You will always have someone to love you and someone to accompany you." Su Qingyi stretched out her hand and looked at his handsome face, Eyes are full of infatuation: "Although I really want to tell you, I will never leave you. In fact, it is the same, in my heart, Zichen, I hope I will never leave you."

"But I don't want to put this sentence first, because I don't want your life to be happy or hopeless because of my decision. Before I say this, I hope you feel from your heart that even if I leave You, you are also a very good and excellent person, and you will also have a very good and very happy life."

"I hope that the love Su Qingyi gives you is such a complete and beautiful love that makes you an independent and complete person. It doesn't make you an existence dependent on me. You must not learn like those in our reality. Like abandoned middle-aged women, divorce is a devastating blow to their lives. Love is important, but it's never your whole life."

"Do you understand?" Su Qingyi looked at him seriously, her eyes clear and pure.

Qin Zichen held her hand for a long time, and finally said slowly.

"I see."

"I understand all the truths...but Qingyi," Qin Zichen looked into her eyes: "I can't do all the truths I understand. Everyone has his attachments, and you are mine."

"When you love me, I feel that the world is full of joy. If you don't love me, I can live on, but I don't know how to continue."

Su Qingyi didn't speak any more. She understands that many things are never achieved overnight, but subtle. She hugged Qin Zichen quietly, and after a long time, Qin Zichen suddenly said, "I will go to Cangzhou in the future."

"Cangzhou? What are you doing?" Su Qingyi raised her head suddenly, Qin Zichen smiled and said, "I heard that a meteorite from the gods will be born in Cangzhou, and I want to fetch it for you and embed it in your sword. I have already cast the mold of your sword. Well, it will be available to you soon."

With that said, Qin Zichen turned to look at her and said softly, "I remember your birthday is in December."

Su Qingyi was a little surprised: "Do you still remember..."

Qin Zichen nodded: "Then in December, take the sword as your birthday gift."