Chapter 2396: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 39
Jinchen announced his relationship with Xie Qingmo in public. Xie Qingmo was of course happy. The joy in his heart of being favored openly could not be stopped.
This joy sometimes makes him a little confused.
On this day, Xie Qingmo was teaching Xingyan swordsmanship in the open space outside the bamboo forest cottage.
Xing Yan was sweating profusely from practice. He wiped his face during the break, approached Xie Qingmo with sparkling eyes, lowered his voice, and spoke with a bit of the gossipy spirit that only young people have.
"Brother, have you noticed that there are so many Taoist couples in the sect recently? There are so many different types!"
Xie Qingmo was holding the sword to correct his posture. Hearing this, he paused slightly, and his curiosity was rarely aroused.
He tilted his head slightly, and spoke in a very soft voice, almost a breath, "...What are the tricks?"
Xing Yan immediately stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Xie Qingmo's ear mysteriously, and whispered for a while.
Xie Qingmo's white jade-like earlobes quickly turned light red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his neck was stained with a light pink.
At this moment, a dark figure rushed over from the direction of the water pavilion.
Jinchen was sleeping and was woken up by the heat.
There was an abnormal blush on his face, and even sweat on his forehead. He walked around anxiously twice before grabbing Xie Qingmo's arm.
"Xie Qingmo, what did you do to me? I'm so hot."
Xie Qingmo was startled when he was caught by him. His cold face still had a faint blush from listening to the gossip just now, and he didn't react for a while.
Xing Yan, who was standing next to him, reacted surprisingly quickly.
His eyes suddenly widened, his gaze flickering back and forth between Jinchen's flushed cheeks and Xie Qingmo's slightly red ears, then he covered his ears and yelled incoherently, "This...is this something I can listen to?"
Xie Qingmo's heart skipped a beat at Jinchen's reaction, and worry instantly overwhelmed other emotions.
He held Jinchen's hot wrist with his backhand, and probed a trace of spiritual power into his fingertips. At the same time, he seemed to have thought of something and asked Xingyan, "Where is Chenjian?"
Xing Yan thought about it, slapped his forehead, turned around stiffly, and pointed with trembling fingers at an open space not far away that was so hot under the scorching sun at noon that even the stone slabs seemed to be smoking. His voice was interrupted.
"Uh... Chen, Chen Jian, is... basking in the sun over there."
"I saw you just applied the maintenance spirit liquid to it and asked me to dry it... and I forgot about it."
Xing Yan didn't dare to stay any longer, "I have something else to do, you guys get busy, brothers!"
He greased his feet and disappeared in an instant.
Xie Qingmo: “…”
He finally remembered that before instructing Xing Yan just now, he did give him Chen Jian to help maintain it, and by the way... let it bask in the sun.
In the world of cultivation, swords are kept in the sun, but this is usually done at dawn or sunset. It is not reasonable to throw a sword on a hot stone slab in the middle of the day to dry it in the sun.
A feeling of guilt came over me.
Facing Jinchen's condemning gaze, Xie Qingmo retrieved the Chen sword that had been shining in the sun.
The scorching-hot sword made his fingertips slightly numb.
Xie Qingmo immediately activated his icy spiritual power, and strands of cold air quickly wrapped around the sword, cooling it down.
Jinchen immediately cut off the deep connection with Chenjian and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He walked a few steps to Xie Qingmo, pinched Xie Qingmo's guilty face, and pulled him to the sides, "Xie Qingmo, do you think I'm an eyesore and want to burn me to a crisp and get a new sword spirit?"
Xie Qingmo felt a little pain when his face was pinched by him, but he felt more guilty.
He quickly and carefully put away the chilled Chen Sword, then placed his hands on Jin Chen's hands that were pinching his cheeks, gently pulled them down, and held them in his palms.
Xie Qingmo lowered his head slightly, moved closer to Jinchen, and placed a gentle kiss on the slightly hot skin, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Jinchen was softened by his active intimacy, and deliberately moved his other face closer, humming: "Kiss this side too, to see your sincerity."
Xie Qingmo followed his words and pecked her cheek lightly again.
Jin Chen was reluctantly satisfied and was about to say something when he saw Xie Qingmo's gaze pass over him and fall on the spirit pool not far behind him.
The water in the pool is crystal clear and shimmers in the sunlight.
Xie Qingmo's eyes suddenly flickered as he thought of what Xing Yan had just muttered.
He let go of Jinchen's hand, put his arms around Jinchen's neck and kissed him actively.
Jinchen was naturally happy to cooperate.
While kissing her, Xie Qingmo slowly retreated with Jinchen in tow.
Jinchen was a little confused, and subconsciously put his arms around his waist and retreated in step with him.
One step, two steps...
Wow!
Water splashed everywhere.
The two of them fell into the cool spirit pool together.
Jinchen reacted extremely quickly. The moment he fell into the water, he exerted force with his arms to protect Xie Qingmo in his arms, and he himself bore most of the impact.
The pool water instantly soaked their clothes.
Jinchen wiped the water droplets on his face and was about to speak when he met Xie Qingmo's eyes.
Xie Qingmo's white clothes were soaked, and a few strands of his inky black hair stuck to his cheeks and neck. There was moisture on his eyelashes, but his eyes were unusually clear, with a rare, almost seductive moisture.
Unlike the forbearance and restraint he displayed in the water during his retreat, Xie Qingmo was surprisingly proactive at this moment.
He clung to Jinchen's shoulders, tilted his head slightly, and gently pressed his lips, which were cool from the pool water, against Jinchen's warm neck. "I'll apologize to you like this... okay?"
Jinchen only felt a tingling sensation from the side of his neck throughout his body. The little bit of heat that had just been exposed to the sun had long been extinguished by the pool water, and was replaced by another, more violent heat.
Jinchen's Adam's apple rolled, and he tightened his arms, pinching Xie Qingmo's waist to make him stick closer to him, "Okay."
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As time goes by, the stories of the world of cultivation are like a rushing river, with old waves rolling over and new waves rising.
However, no matter how time passes, there is one legend that has always been passed down orally among monks and has remained popular.
That is the enviable and amazing relationship between the brilliant sword master of Tianyan Sect and the ancient sword spirit.
People say that in the deepest part of Tianyan Sect, there is an unknown cave temple, which is neither a mountain nor a water, but a fairyland in itself.
It was a paradise created by the ancient sword spirit with all his heart and soul for its sword master.
Pavilions, waterside terraces, koi carp in the sacred pond, and four seasons like spring are all shared by the two of them.
According to legend, there were occasionally lucky disciples who, on a moonlit night, would catch a glimpse of two figures leaning against each other from afar inside the divine palace's barrier.
The White-robed Sword Master and the Black-robed Sword Spirit would either play chess or drink tea, or dance with swords under the moon.
The clothes fluttered, the sword sounded, and the emotions flowed.
Stay together for a lifetime and never leave each other.
As long as the sword is there and the person is there, their souls and hearts are in harmony.
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