Su Xian raised an eyebrow.

You come?

"Do you know?"

"Didn't you demonstrate just now?"

That doesn’t mean you can master it just by looking at it. Did you know that in addition to oral formulas and hand seals, this method also needs to cooperate with the movement of spiritual energy...

Su Xian's open mouth suddenly became speechless.

Because no matter how hard he tried, the spirit sword that he could not conquer was successfully stamped with runes.

Lu Lingyou used the aura to fuse the green flame energy of the will-o'-the-wisp dumpling to successfully stamp the runes on the sword.

The formation is a little more complicated.

She tried several times and barely succeeded.

After incorporating the formations and runes, the originally cold spirit sword seemed to have lost its luster as a treasure, its sharpness and momentum all over its body shrunk.

At first glance, it seems unremarkable.

"Fifth Senior Brother, is it done?"

Su Xian's mouth twitched, "...it's done."

Thinking back to the beginning, he forgot to sleep and eat, exhausted all his efforts, his hair was pulled out several times, and he was beaten severely by his master no less than ten times.

A technique that I barely learned.

Junior sister can just read it once.

Su Xian clutched his chest, maybe he should go talk to his fourth senior brother.

Lu Lingyou said, "Then can I engrave something else on it?"

"Array? Or runes?"

"No, just draw it casually."

"Oh, it's not impossible. Just carve it here and don't affect the runes and formations."

"okay."

Lu Lingyou concentrated again, the spiritual energy on his fingertips circulated, and the spiritual energy with green flame energy fell on the hilt of the sword.

One stroke at a time, very carefully.

After a while, she breathed out, "Okay."

Su Xian turned his head and looked at it. The word "Morning Sun" was barely distinguishable among the crooked characters.

Su Xian's mouth twitched.

Not as good as his handwriting.

Lu Lingyou was also a little embarrassed.

"Isn't this the first time?"

In Lu Lingyou's previous life, her handwriting was pretty good.

After all, he is the King of Rolls.

In addition to normal studies, music, chess, calligraphy and painting are also compulsory.

But she has never learned the art of carving.

Su Xian, "Is this the name you gave this sword?"

"It doesn't even count as a name."

Lu Lingyou picked up the black sword and handed it to Su Xian's hand.

"No, this sword is given to senior brother. The morning light will carry the sun and all things will shine. I hope that senior brother can also overlook all things like the dawn of dawn, and his life will be smooth and prosperous."

Such a cheerful, innocent and kind-hearted young man must not be deprived of his light and despised by thousands of people like the original.

Su Xian was completely stunned.

"Little...little junior sister, is this...given to me?"

"Of course, wasn't it just to buy you a sword?"

However, although.

At the beginning, the junior sister said that it would be good to buy him a sword.

But his original sword, although rare, was only of the Xuanjian level.

When he was building the foundation, his master took out money from his teeth and bought him something made of black iron.

This is a spiritual sword.

A top-grade spiritual sword worth tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones.

Did the junior sister give it to him so easily?

Su Xian's eyes turned red.

Except for Master, no one has ever been so kind to him.

"Little Junior Sister, I can't have this sword. I accept your wish." With the friendship of Little Junior Sister, whoever wants to bully Little Junior Sister in the future must step on him first.

"But this word is engraved for the fifth senior brother, and he can only be yours."

Su Xian:......

I really want to cry now.

The red eyes were sparkling. "But you don't even have a spiritual sword yet."

Lu Lingyou waved his hand nonchalantly, "I've just started swordsmanship, so I don't need such a good sword."

"Besides, the Xuanjian given by Master is also an excellent sword. If Fifth Senior Brother can have a spiritual sword, he will definitely be able to kill the people of Wuji Sect and Qingyang Sword Sect in the competition without leaving any trace behind."

"Our relationship doesn't need to be so clear-cut."

Su Xian thought of the faces of Qingyang Sword Sect and Wuji Sect towards them.

silent.

Yes, if he also had a spiritual sword, he might win or lose.

"Fifth Senior Brother, you can give this sword a name you like."

Su Xian sniffed and said, "It's called Dawn Sword."

The morning breeze carries the sun, and all things are salty.

This is Junior Sister's blessing to him, and it is also Junior Sister's affection for him.

He liked it too.

Su Xian's voice was choked with sobs, "Junior sister, thank you."

It was obvious that Lu Lingyou didn't make people cry.

She doesn't know how to coax children.

"Okay, okay, if you really want to thank me, please stay with me tonight."

Su Xian was so moved that he couldn't control his expression, as if the pause button had been pressed.

His eyes were red and teary, and he looked at Lu Lingyou with a look of lightning on his face.

"Accompany...accompany you?" Or at night?

Two months of torture made him realize it instantly.

I heard that when the great casual cultivator was pursuing wives and concubines, he would give away all kinds of treasures to others for free.

The junior sister gave him a spiritual sword, and she also wanted to accompany her...

Su Xianjun's face was wrinkled, so pitiful.

He felt that he should return the spirit sword decisively, but his hand just refused to obey his orders.

The top-quality spiritual sword and the crooked word ‘Morning Sun’ seemed to be engraved on his heart.

He lowered his head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Little...junior sister. I'm still young..."

Shouldn't we persuade the younger junior sister to give up her senior brother?

Woo woo woo.

"Where is it small?" Lu Lingyou didn't know why.

Su Xian's face instantly turned as red as a tomato.

He gritted his teeth, "Age, it's age."

"But aren't you two or three years older than me?"

Yes.

The younger junior sister is only thirteen years old.

This is too...

"I can stand the guidance of my great uncle, why can't you? Fifth senior brother, how can we cultivators be afraid of hardships and dangers.

It's not like our great uncle would tell us what to be afraid of, and he wouldn't really beat us to death. "

Su Xian suddenly came back to his senses, "You asked me to accompany you because..."

"Accompany me to accept the guidance of my great uncle."

Su Xian:......

"What do you think, Fifth Senior Brother?"

Su Xian's face was as burned as a monkey's butt.

In order to cover up his guilt, he stood up proudly, "You are right, little junior sister. How can a cultivator be afraid of difficulties and obstacles, how can he be timid and afraid of injury? No matter how many people ask for the guidance of my great uncle, I can't get it.

Let's go, senior brother will go with you. "

"Not only tonight, but every day from now on."

Only then did Lu Lingyou become happy.

"I know that Fifth Senior Brother is loyal."

But it was only one night.

The righteous Fifth Brother wished he could wake up from his ignorance last night.

Master, is that called guidance?

To say he was beaten was putting it mildly.

It's obviously just to beat him to death.

Not to mention beating him.

He remembered that his great uncle was dressed in a black robe of evil cultivators, with a face that looked like he wanted to eat people, and Jie Jie smiled and taunted him.

"Why are you so weak?"

"Why are you so careless?"

"Not even comparable to a little girl."

"What's the use of a senior brother like you?"

Su Xian was crying. Early the next morning, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. Her hands and feet were trembling and she knocked on the fourth senior brother's door.

------Original dividing line-----

Chapter 1.

Su Xian: The witch betrayed my senior brother and deceived my third senior brother. I must expose her true face.

Chapter 2.

Su Xian: She caused my senior brother to be buried in the mouth of an animal, caused my third senior brother to be hacked to death with random knives, and her second senior brother was also beaten to death by her.

The sect that raised me fell apart because of her.

I will give everything I have, even if my bones and flesh are broken and my soul is scattered, I will make her pay for her debt with blood.

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