When Yan Nuxia saw this, she gave a low drink.

However, Wang Mu grabbed the Qingshuang Sword in his hand first.

"I miss you too..." Little Sword Spirit hugged Wang Mu and nestled in Wang Mu's arms.

The sword spirit looks very petite, only half a person tall, or even less than that.

Hanging in Wang Mu's arms, he looked like a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old child, acting coquettishly on his elders.

That childish face, like the heroine Yan, was full of fascination.

"How have you been lately?" Wang Mu touched it and felt a breeze.

"No...no..." The little sword spirit looked aggrieved, as if full of complaints, and started talking to Wang Mu.

"What's wrong?"

"Home is gone."

"Home is gone?"

"Yes, yes, my house is broken down, and the owner wants to help me build a new one...it's a mess...I'm so unhappy..." Little Sword Spirit looked aggrieved.

Wang Mu was startled.

Home?

"Why did your family disappear?" Wang Mu asked.

Yan Nuxia turned around and glared at Wang Mu lightly.

The little sword spirit was clever and immediately hung on Wang Mu's back. He held Wang Mu's neck with both hands and refused to come down.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Wang Mu said, "Speak boldly."

"Hmm..." Little Sword Spirit nodded obediently and said slowly, "I was staying at home well that day, and suddenly I felt a strong pressure... to destroy my home... After resisting for a long time, the master couldn't hold on anymore.

Stayed...and then you came..."

"The peace at home has been broken..." the little sword spirit said in a loud voice, "I wanted to go out, but the master wouldn't let me out... Then the pressure was gone, and a stronger energy wanted to rush into the home.

, but the master refused, and then the master broke my home... to fight against that energy..."

"The master said that he would help me reshape it in the future..."

"Uuwu...I have no home anymore..."

"..." Wang Mu.

The little sword spirit is too ignorant.

It's very vague.

Probably, it doesn't even know about natural disasters or anything like that.

It is only formed from the remnant soul of Yan Nuxia and does not have very strong cognition.

Perhaps, it is precisely in this way that one can become a pure sword spirit.

Jia... should be the cultivation level of Yan Nuxia Yuan Shen, right?

Listening to this... Could it be that Yan Nuxia really hasn't ascended yet?

A stronger energy, could it be the more powerful immortal energy after surviving the catastrophe?

Refused…

Broken…

Wang Mu was thoughtful.

From this point of view, Yan Nuxia should have survived the thunder tribulation, but it seems that she did not choose to ascend and leave, but stayed, and even refused to ascend.

Moreover, he also consumed his own soul in order to fight against it?

This is really strange...

Even if you survive the tribulation and don't ascend, you don't need to do this, right?

Could it be that it is a rule of heaven that stipulates that once you ascend, you must leave?

If this is the case, Yan Nuxia used her own cultivation to resist the rules of heaven and stayed in the lower world. As a result, her soul and body were damaged...

Only then can I practice swordplay with myself?

Wang Mu was startled.

Shouldn't it be? Du Zhanqing asked, shouldn't it be like this?

Wang Mu couldn't quite understand.

Perhaps, this may involve the great path that Yan Nuxia realized.

She said before that she realized a new avenue...

I don’t know, what avenue is it?

Do you still need to stay in this world?

"Then what?" Wang Mu asked.

The little sword spirit was about to answer.

"Come back!" Yan Nuxia shouted again.

The little sword spirit hugged Wang Mu a little tighter.

"don't want."

"..." Yan Nuxia.

"Then it feels very comfortable..." Little Sword Spirit squinted his eyes.

"Very comfortable?"

"Yes, because the family is slowly being rebuilt." Little Sword Spirit sniffed his nose, "Besides, it has your breath."

"..."

"When it was rebuilt, I smelled it and was very happy."

Wang Mu looked at Yan Nuxia and said oh.

This little sword spirit was transformed by Yan Nuxia’s emotions...

"Go back." Wang Mu said, he probably knew.

"Then you...then you can't leave me." Little Sword Spirit rubbed Wang Mu's cheek, "I thought I couldn't see you before..."

Wang Mu nodded.

"And..." the little sword spirit tweaked, "I want to rebuild my home quickly... I want to build it with you."

Little Sword Spirit's pure original intention is what he expresses is his truest thoughts.

Yan Nuxia had already turned around and hurriedly walked away for a few minutes.

Wang Mu looked at the slightly messy footprints and touched the little sword spirit's head, "Don't worry, I will help you build your home in the future."

The little sword spirit nodded, happily flew into the Qingshuang Sword, flew around Wang Mu twice, and flew towards Yan Nuxia.

Wang Mu pondered.

He probably understood Elder Yan's situation.

Following the footsteps of Yan Nuxia, Wang Mu walked over.

Not long after, he saw Yan Nuxia sitting cross-legged and meditating on a tree with Wang Mu on her back.

"Don't come over here, I'm meditating." Yan Nuxia said.

Wang Mu nodded and just looked at it.

After a while, the surrounding scenery slowly changed.

It became Anle Village again.

"..." Wang Mu.

Yan Nuxia walked out of the wooden house, looked at Wang Mu and frowned:

"How is your swordsmanship progressing?"

Wang Mu looked at her and remained silent.

"I feel that the progress is quite fast." Wang Mu said.

"You can use it and let me see." Yan Nuxia pointed with her fingers behind her back.

Wang Mu cast a set of mixed element heart swords.

After reading it, Yan Nuxia shook her head and said:

"Mediocre progress..."
To be continued...