There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Anyway, they were idle, so the three senior brothers and sisters simply found a place to squat down, waiting for the other party's brain to restart.

Gu Xia simply placed Yakult and Xiaojiuyi next to each other. Three clusters of flames with different colors but the same warmth quickly melted the ice cubes on the ground.

The girl who was stunned by the cold slowly came back to her senses.

Her voice was dry and she said word by word: "Thank you."

Gu Xia waved her hand, indicating that she didn't need to care about these details, and asked curiously: "You are a water spirit root, why would you want to conquer an ice-attributed spiritual sword?"

Is it okay to just reach five stars on the difficulty level?

The sword cultivator girl's name is Xie Yuan, and Gu Xia knows it as soon as she hears her name.

It comes from the happy hometown of Xie Baiyi, an old acquaintance.

The girl lowered her eyes to cover up the disappointment in her eyes, but still said coldly: "It's strong enough."

The reason is simple and crude, concise and concise.

Ok.

Another direct descendant who is crazy about swords.

Shen Weixun pointed out lightly: "But it doesn't seem willing."

The cute and cute little girl immediately lowered her head, seeming a little listless.

Gu Xia glanced at him speechlessly and said seriously: "Elder brother, you really don't know how to comfort people."

Shen Weixun looked at her with an innocent face.

Gu Xia cleared her throat: "Ahem, what about that."

She's about to start performing.

"Don't give up. There are so many spiritual swords in Wanjian Pavilion, and there might be one that is more suitable for you."

Gu Xia's tone was very sincere: "How do you say that? There is no grass anywhere in the world, why should you fall in love with a flower unrequitedly."

"Among thousands of spiritual swords, there is always one suitable for you."

Speaking of excitement, she even waved her hand, wanting to tell Xie Yuan how she picked up the Fusheng Sword.

As a result, the next second, she felt something cold in her hand, which made her shiver.

WTF?

Facing the Hui Xuejian who suddenly arrived at their door, the four of them stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

After a moment of weird silence, Xie Yuan opened his mouth and widened his eyes in shock: "You..."

Gu Xia reflexively threw the culprit out of his hand and beeped loudly: "It's not me, I don't have it, it has nothing to do with me."

"It's a porcelain!!"

Depend on.

Gu Xia, who was hit by a spiritual sword again, couldn't help but shed a handful of bitter tears for herself.

Is this what attracts her to the Holy Spirit Sword Body?

I just wanted to describe to Xie Yuan the experience of picking up the natal sword, but what happened to Hui Xuejian's inexplicable movements?

The situation is very embarrassing now.

Is it too late for her to explain that she has no intention of coveting the spiritual sword that the other party likes?

Even Shen Weixun was stunned by this unexpected scene.

He rested his chin on one hand, thoughtfully.

Said it before.

When choosing a spirit sword master, spiritual roots, talent, and character are all indispensable.

Compared with Xie Yuan's water spirit root, among everyone present, it is difficult for junior sister's top ice spirit root not to be favored by Hui Xuejian.

And in terms of talent, he has two top-quality spiritual roots, has entered the Nascent Soul stage, and is a direct disciple.

Taken together, Hui Xuejian's behavior of selecting the junior sister seems to be quite reasonable.

Nothing more.

Shen Weixun glanced at Gu Xia's hand holding the Fusheng Sword tightly and felt a headache.

He had already begun to think, if the junior sister's sword spirit and Hui Xue Jian fight, who will get the damaged place?

If their Taiyi Sect goes to Jiange, they won't bankrupt the sect, right?

……

Gu Xia didn't know where her elder brother's brain circuit had drifted. Now she just wanted to disappear.

Facing two equally menacing spirit swords floating in mid-air, she just wanted to shout, "Stop it and don't fight anymore."

She really didn't know how she ended up in this Shura field inexplicably.

Hui Xuejian seemed to be aware of her thoughts, completely ignoring Fushengjian's eager gaze across from him, and tried to get close to Gu Xia by avoiding him.

This personally passed down ice spirit root is so pure.

Hui Xuejian expressed that he was very satisfied. This was the sword master he wanted.

It's just a pity that a flower was stuck in cow dung. Why did you contract the natal sword so early at such a young age?

But after so many years, this was the first time it encountered a monk who made his sword ripple with just a simple tap.

So it must be impossible to let go.

Fusheng, who didn't know that he had turned into "cow dung" in Hui Xuejian's eyes, expressed his anger.

Obviously he is Gu Xia's main palace, but there are always those coquettish bitches who want to take advantage of him.

Ah, ah, ah, I’m so angry. I’m so angry.

Don’t you losers all have your own sword master?

Why do you have to come and rob him?

One of the two spiritual swords stepped forward and the other blocked him. A cat-and-mouse game ensued around Gu Xia. Stars appeared in Gu Xia's eyes.

Good, so dizzy.

As if sensing Gu Xia's thoughts, Fu Sheng finally became angry. The figure of the sword spirit appeared on the other side of Gu Xia in an instant. He raised his hand and grabbed Hui Xue Sword and was about to break it in half.

"Hey, don't-"

Just as Gu Xia was about to stop him, he saw a snow-white spiritual sword suddenly rush out from another direction, and the sword energy fell straight towards Fusheng's head.

But the young man unceremoniously stretched out his hand and tore it into pieces.

After just a moment of delay, Hui Xuejian seized the opportunity to turn his sword and escape from the clutches. The two spiritual swords were stuck together, and the cold-light sword tip was pointed at Fusheng.

"Want to fight two against one?" Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly: "You can try it, you two losers."

Gu Xia: "..."

There is no such thing as causing hatred.

It was obvious that the two spirit swords were enraged. For a moment, the sword energy was scattered in all directions and they attacked indiscriminately. The three spirit swords fought fiercely.

The four people next to him squatted silently in a corner where they were not easily injured, and began to eat melon.

"Holy shit, shit—"

Xu Xingmu was the first to jump out: "Is this the spiritual sword that came out of nowhere again, the hidden helper of Xuejian?"

Should he throw out Senior Brother's Wushou Sword to help now?

Xie Yuan's focus was obviously a little skewed. Her eyes fell on Fusheng, her eyes full of 'so envious'.

"Is that your sword spirit?"

Xie Yuan was practicing in the secret realm during the Demon Tribe's trip for a few days before, so he didn't participate. Naturally, he never saw the Fusheng Sword transforming.

Gu Xia raised her eyebrows: "It's mine."

Xie Yuan seemed to have completely forgotten the fact that the spirit sword she was interested in had been cut off. She was thinking too wildly, and Hui Xuejian didn't choose her anyway.

The spiritual swords and sword masters in the sword pavilion are chosen by each other.

Maybe this spiritual sword really has nothing to do with her.

"You are different from what the family head and clan elders said." The girl's voice was cold but very serious: "You are one of the few good people in the family, so it makes sense for Huixuejian to choose you."

Gu Xia, who was inexplicably given the good guy card: "?"

Feeling: Privately, all of your family members feel that she is not a good person, right?

By the way, does Patriarch Xie know that he was betrayed by his direct descendant?

……