inspire-indiana Chapter 207 How Can a Mayfly Talk About Changchun?
Chapter 207 How Can a Mayfly Talk About Changchun?
Xue Lan didn't understand what Dan Dao meant, so she continued to sit obediently, waiting for the black-clad swordsman to continue.
"What has your master taught you over the years?"
Xue Lan thought about it carefully for a moment, and finally spoke cautiously: "Stepping into the void, and swordsmanship."
Dan Dao was somewhat surprised: "That's all?"
Xue Lan nodded seriously: "That's all."
Dan Dao thought to himself, no wonder Xue Lan had a demonic aura about her. It's not surprising that a child raised so freely would become a demon.
"You haven't studied mayflies?" Dan Dao took a sip of tea.
Xue Lan reacted when she heard the word "mayfly".
The girl's voice carried a slight hoarseness and coolness: "The mayfly you mentioned, senior, is it the Mayfly Everlasting Skill?"
Dan Dao looked at Xue Lan, a hint of approval in his eyes: "Born in the morning and dying at dusk, the cycle repeats itself. It happens once every thirteen years, year after year. Spring is for the old man and summer is for the man to reach adulthood."
"It is indeed the Ephemeral Longevity Technique."
Xue Lan felt a chill run through her heart after hearing Dan Dao's words.
Don't be fooled by the beautiful words of this "Mayfly Everlasting Exercise," which claims to cycle year after year, growing old in spring and reaching adulthood in summer.
In reality, it is a genuine, evil magic that reverses aging.
The girl looked at the single-edged sword and said, "Master cultivates the Ephemeral Spring Technique, which is done once every thirteen years. That is to say, thirteen years ago was exactly the end of the previous cycle."
At the end of the previous cycle, Ling Yuanzi still looked like an old man, a white-haired, youthful-faced immortal.
Some time ago, Xue Lan was in danger in the Garan Secret Realm, but what appeared in front of him was the appearance of a young man who had come of age.
The girl looked at the single-edged sword, her voice trembling slightly: "Senior, could you tell me, in which cycle has Master's Ephemeral Spring Technique reached?"
"How many years has he been practicing this Ephemeral Everlasting Technique?"
Dan Dao didn't hide anything and told the truth directly: "Do you know that five hundred years ago, your master fought against a demon lord in the Nascent Soul stage while only at the Divine Transformation stage, and thus his cultivation was completely destroyed?"
Xue Lan felt a chill run down her spine.
Five hundred years have already passed?
Xue Lan did not answer the question about the single-edged sword, but the young man could tell from her expression that Xue Lan must know about it, so he continued:
"The world only knows that he fought against a demon lord in the Nascent Soul stage all by himself, but they don't know that he had companions."
The black-clad swordsman spoke in a deep voice, enunciating each name slowly and deliberately.
“Ning Hongtao of Jiyue Mountain, Yu Changsheng of Bingdeng Academy, Tu Shanji of the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage in Fengdu, and Xuanlu Sword Sect—my master Zhao Qingying.”
"Five young people, bound by an ethereal prophecy, vowed to travel the world, slaying demons and battling evil monsters."
"I thought I was living a carefree and successful youth, but I never expected that my pride would be broken and I would regret it for the rest of my life."
Dan Dao's eyes were a little moist: "In that battle, besides Xie Linghuan, Yu Changsheng, Tu Shanji, and my sword master all perished on the spot. Ning Hongtao was captured by the Demon Lord and used to threaten Xie Linghuan, forcing him to sever his own roots."
Dan Dao will never forget that day when he was taken from his master's hand and fell to the ground like a piece of scrap metal.
The bloodthirsty demon lord held Ning Hongtao in his hand, his voice hoarse: "As long as you destroy your own foundation in front of me, I will release her."
At that time, Ling Yuanzi—no… back then he was called Xie Linghuan—was a young genius whose sword was broken, his body covered in blood, and his eyes were filled with terrifying bloodshot veins.
He picked up his natal immortal sword.
Dan Dao heard his natal immortal sword emit a mournful cry.
Every magical artifact that slays demons would never willingly have its blade turned against its master one day...
"senior……"
Dan Dao was lost in his memories when he was interrupted by Xue Lan's voice.
"Senior...that Senior Ning...in the end..."
The girl didn't finish her sentence, but Dan Dao knew what she wanted to ask.
The young man shook his head: "It's my demonic nature; how could I keep my promise?"
Xue Lan sighed inwardly.
Yes, that's demonic, driven by demonic nature. How could it keep its promise?
She, an old monster who has lived for a thousand years, actually dared to dream of such things in other people's memories.
"Later, Xie Linghuan and I were rescued by someone. The following year, Xie Linghuan began to practice the Ephemeral Longevity Technique."
Mayflies are born in the morning and die at night; how can they live forever?
"Did he believe it?" Xue Lan's voice was indifferent.
He went out with five close friends, but when he returned, only one person, a knife, and a broken sword remained.
No matter what, you would blame yourself back then, right?
"He believed that the technique could bring the dead back to life and gather the scattered souls between heaven and earth." Dan Dao's voice was hoarse.
"The year he met you was the year he achieved mastery of the Changchun Technique. Perhaps it was because he met you that he no longer wanted to die!"
Maybe it was meeting you that made him not want to die anymore!
Hundreds of cycles, watching myself age in a very short time, and then return to youth in a very short time.
Sometimes it is on the verge of death, and sometimes it is on the verge of complete victory.
Its last bit of soul power was drained by that so-called mayfly eternal life, leaving it in its current state.
Xue Lan covered her chest.
No wonder he's always on the go, no wonder he's aged so quickly in the years he's been away.
No wonder he never inquired about his cultivation, leaving the entire mountain gate to him alone.
The girl chuckled softly, her voice icy cold: "He's playing me?"
Dan Dao felt as if he were hallucinating, as he actually felt a bone-chilling cold.
Xue Lan slowly rose and bowed to the single-edged sword once more.
"Thank you very much, senior. I will take my leave now."
Before the swordsman could react, the girl in red in front of him turned into a wisp of red smoke and disappeared in an instant.
The black-clad swordsman looked somewhat helpless as he picked up his sword from the side.
"Xie Linghuan, you can't blame me!"
"If you also die silently, the Sword Master will not let me off the hook."
Even if we know you're looking forward, we'll still send someone to hold you back...
Xue Lan activated the Void Stepping Technique, directly entering the void and arriving in front of Xue Tong in an instant.
Xue Tong was chatting with Ming Cheng when suddenly a host emanating a chilling aura appeared in front of her.
Xue Tong: Danger!
"Xiaotong, say goodbye to Sister Mingcheng. We're going to the capital."
Before Xue Tong could say a word, Xue Lan grabbed him by the collar. In his haste, he only managed to say "goodbye" before disappearing.
Mingcheng was left standing there, dumbfounded.
Although the crisis of being killed by the immortal is over, it was all too sudden.
That's when the single-edged sword came in.
Mingcheng couldn't help but look at him: "You two had a fight? She lost?"
Dan Dao spoke up: "We didn't fight. We were just having tea and talking at the tea stall."
"How could things turn out like this if we weren't just having tea and talking?" Mingcheng really didn't understand and wanted to ask another question. Just then, he saw several people dressed as government officials walking in from outside.
"People from Xiaoqing County Government." The woman gestured for silence towards the man with the single-edged sword and greeted the person entering from outside.
"A few..."
The woman was kicked in the abdomen by one of the officers and immediately fell to her knees.
Dan Dao tried to step forward, but the woman stopped him with a gesture.
Ming Cheng struggled to his feet, a smile still on his face: "What do you gentlemen mean by this?"
"What do you mean?" The officer who had just made the move took a step forward, his voice suddenly rising: "Bold Ming Cheng, you have deliberately plotted to harm Ming Wanshan, the old constable of Shaoyi County! You are worse than a pig or a dog! Do you know your crime?!"
Mingcheng never imagined in his life that he would be convicted of this crime!