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

"Eh?"

Xu Xingmu was originally squatting aside with his chin in his hands, watching the three spiritual swords hitting the flying sand and rocks, but when he heard such words, he immediately became unhappy.

"what does it mean?"

The young man yelled angrily: "Why do you mean that my junior sister is one of the few good people in our family?"

"Aren't senior brother and I good people?" He emphasized: "Especially me, who just used spiritual fire to bake the ice sculpture on your body."

Xie Yuan turned his head and looked dimly: "It turns out that the strand of hair that was burned off was your doing."

Xu Xingmu: "..."

He felt guilty inexplicably. Although he didn't know why, he still poked Shen Weixun next to him and changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Ah? What? Senior brother, what is the name of that spiritual sword?"

"..." Don't change the subject too obviously.

Gu Xia almost laughed to death from him.

Shen Weixun was also speechless towards this junior brother, but he just wanted to say this. When he heard this, he pulled his sleeve out of the other man's hand with disgust and said in a calm tone: "The one that rushed out just now is the Liufeng Sword."

"The twin swords ranked fourth and fifth on the list of spiritual swords - Liufeng Huixue."

Shen Weixun paused, but remained very concise: "Looking at the situation, there is a high probability that I will have to rely on you."

The two spiritual swords came from the same powerful weapon cultivator, so they cooperated very well with each other. They relied on their advantage over the terrain to pounce on them and fight them into a ball.

Shen Weixun tapped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and Wu Gu slowly floated out of it, with interest in his eyes: "Want me to come out and watch the show together?"

"..." Shen Weixun was speechless for a moment, then said calmly, "Go and help."

Wujuan said in a long voice, with a hint of helplessness: "But I don't think you need me."

Sure enough, after Wu Gu entered the battlefield, the three spiritual swords collided and quickly pulled him in together.

Especially Fusheng, who was not recognized by his relatives during the fight, kicked Wugu away with a spin, and directly injured friendly troops by mistake.

"...What I said is right." Wujiu transformed into another form, slightly avoiding Fusheng's attack range: "There is no need for me at all."

Four people outside: "..."

Xie Yuan's cold expression was stunned: "Your Taiyi Sect already has two sword spirits?"

Is this speed of transformation due to taking hormones? It’s totally outrageous, right?

Gu Xia spread his hands and shrugged: "No way, we are just so strong."

Xie Yuan: "..."

Although, this sentence is a bit too harsh! !

Wu Gu stood on the periphery and offered help from time to time to prevent Fu Sheng from suffering a loss, but in fact he found that he was wrong.

The opponent was a cruel bunch, and even the two spiritual swords failed to gain any advantage.

When the few spirit swords were fighting just now, they were still under control, but seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic now, Gu Xia was worried that he would be kicked out of Wanjiange Pavilion by the family without paying attention, so he quickly hugged the Fusheng Sword and ran away. run.

Don’t forget to bring along the friends you just met.

Xie Yuan was pulled by her and ran all the way, puzzled: "Why are we running?"

Facing her innocent eyes, what else could Gu Xia say?

You can't say that if I don't run away, your master will kick me out later, right?

But after all, it was because of himself that he hindered Xie Yuan from conquering the spirit sword. Gu Xia thought for a moment and said decisively: "Let's go, I will take you to choose the natal sword."

There are so many spirit swords here, you can always find the right one if you look for a few more.

Moreover, each spirit sword has its own area, just enough to get rid of the brown sugar behind it.

It is impossible to say that Gu Xia is not attracted at all by the two famous spiritual swords on the list.

But Fusheng in her arms was obviously furious, and she had to consider Dabao's feelings no matter what.

As for the two swords, if the other party was really persistent, Gu Xia felt that he suddenly had a bold idea.

Fusheng, who was pulled away by her, was still threatening the twin swords behind him. Suddenly he noticed something, his invisible ears moved and his nose wrinkled slightly.

A hint of coldness flashed through her beautiful eyes.

……

The nearby spirit swords were not far away. Gu Xia and Xie Yuan were picking and choosing when they met Bai Song, who was disgraced.

Looking at the other party's dejected look, it was obvious that the process of conquering the Spirit Sword was not going well, and there was a high probability that the Qingwu Sword did not take a fancy to him.

Gu Xia raised her eyebrows and had no intention of going up to say hello. After all, it was a well-known fact that she had a bad relationship with the Qingyun Sect.

Bai Song, who was looking this way from a distance, hesitated for a moment, then raised his legs and walked over, asking in a low voice: "What are you planning to do?"

He couldn't find where his senior brother had gone. The spirit swords in Wanjiang Pavilion had weird tempers. In order to prevent them from being angered, Bai Song thought it would be safer to find someone to form a team with.

It was just a wonderful imagination, but he didn't expect that the first person he met after coming out was someone from Taiyi Sect.

It's just embarrassing.

Gu Xia didn't seem to notice his embarrassment and said with an indifferent expression: "Go help your new friend find the natal sword."

"What did you say?!"

Bai Song reacted greatly to this, with an excited look on his face: "She is not a direct descendant, why are you helping her but not one of your own?"

"One of your own?" Gu Xia suddenly became happy: "Who is your own member of the family?"

"Besides, we can help whoever we want, it all depends on our personal mood."

Bai Song was speechless for a moment and fell silent.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly had a clear understanding.

Gu Xia now has nothing to do with their Qingyun Sect.

Regret?

I had never thought about it in detail before, but now it seems... I do have some regrets.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Gu Xia led the three people behind him and continued to move in the chosen direction.

But Bai Song also followed silently.

Gu Xia was only slightly surprised, and quickly turned away and stopped caring.

Her two senior brothers even ignored her completely. Anyway, there was no emotion between the two sects, only grudges.

However, Xie Yuan was curious for a few seconds: "It turns out that what was said on the forum of the cultivation world is true. The relationship between you two is really normal. I thought it was a rumor."

Gu Xia laughed and told her: "The rumors are true."

Unless there is a danger that requires everyone to cooperate, the five sects have always disliked each other.

After all, they are all descended from one another, who is more noble than the other?

When Bai Song heard their words, he simply thought he was deaf, and shamelessly followed a few people as if seeking the organization's blessing.

Seeing that shameless look, Xu Xingmu was amazed and exclaimed, "The Qingyun Sect has always been able to bend and stretch."

A few people continued walking deeper in a strange atmosphere.

These internal spiritual swords all have their own considerations. After sensing the sword master who is suitable for them, they will appear and give the opponent a test.

As for the others, please just stay in the audience. If you approach them casually, you will be beaten together.

There is also the possibility of interfering with others to conquer the spirit sword.

The sword that Xie Yuan is interested in this time is called "Silver Moon".

The silver-white sword hilt stood quietly in the open space, looking at Xie Yuan from a distance.

It's like testing each other.

In order to avoid affecting her, Gu Xia and others stayed far away, craning their necks to look this way.

Xie Yuan tentatively stretched out his hand to hold it. The moment his fingertips touched it, the spirit sword suddenly moved slightly and changed its position in the blink of an eye.

Xie Yuan turned on his toes and immediately followed. One person and one sword immediately staged a real-life version of it trying to escape her but unable to fly.

……