Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

It seems that the sword I prepared for my little apprentice is useless.

Why not sell it back to Lie Yan? Otherwise it would be a waste.

"Ah!"

Lie Yan, with his upper body naked, was sweating profusely as he worked hard to forge a sword. An inexplicable chill came over him, and he could not help but sneeze loudly.

Lie Yan rubbed his nose in confusion. Why did he always feel like someone was plotting against him?

Or you can hold an auction. Doesn’t my little disciple have a good relationship with that fat boy Fei Hua Fang?

It is not impossible to find a way to gather those wealthy monks whose children need the natal sword and hold an auction to let the highest bidder win. Maybe you can sell more spirit stones that way.

Zhang Ziqing had already imagined the scene of himself counting spirit stones until his hands cramped, and he smiled obscenely.

Lin Hao shuddered aside.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that his master was up to no good.

"Master, can I take back my sword?"

The biggest difference between the natal magic weapon and the ordinary magic weapon is that the ordinary magic weapon can only be stored in the storage bag, while the natal magic weapon can be stored in the dantian, and at the same time, as the owner practices, the magic weapon can continue to grow.

If the quality of a magic weapon is higher than the cultivation level of its owner, the owner will also benefit from the magic weapon like Lin Hao did.

Zhang Ziqing's fantasy was interrupted by Lin Hao. He put away the smile on his face and said, "Don't put it away yet."

Zhang Ziqing stretched out his hand in front of the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword. Although the sword spirit was asleep, the sword still subconsciously wanted to dodge when it sensed the stranger.

"Tsk!"

The eldest son Qingke didn't tolerate it at all, and simply and roughly pulled the sword in front of him. "Why are you running? Can I sell you out?"

He held the long sword with his left hand, and raised his right index and middle fingers to apply spiritual power to the sword.

The long sword made a humming sound, trying to avoid Zhang Ziqing's outstretched hand, which also caused Zhang Ziqing's fingers to deviate slightly.

Looking at the sword that was smeared beyond recognition due to the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword's evasion, Chang Ziqing's patience finally ran out. He took out a mirror that he had put in his storage ring years ago and shone it in front of the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword.

"If you don't behave yourself, I'll make you go out with this name!"

Although the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword had no eyes, it could still sense its surroundings. After sensing its own appearance in the mirror, it immediately calmed down and lay motionless on the ground, as if it would never move.

Lin Hao stood not far away and was a little curious. What on earth did his master do to the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword to make it so obedient?

But when he got closer and saw the appearance of the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword, he immediately covered his mouth and tried not to laugh out loud. Lin Hao's face turned red, but he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Pfft! Hahaha!"

The three water drops in the first character of the word "long sword" and the character "gong" in the middle were erased. Then the three characters "meng", "li" and "huo" were also erased, leaving only the character "bird" and the character "sword"!

Put it together to form the "bird sword"!

Lin Hao even began to admire his master. How could he erase a name so skillfully?

The Hongmeng Lihuo Sword was shaking, as if it was angry. But even if it was angry, it didn't dare to move, for fear that Chang Ziqing would give it a more unpleasant name.

As if he could see the anger of Hongmeng Lihuo Sword, Lin Hao quickly explained: "Haha... I'm not laughing at you, haha! I'm just very happy today, haha!"

Hongmeng Lihuo Sword: "..." You might as well not explain! This is simply the most humiliating day in Hongmeng Lihuo Sword's life.

Jokes aside, Zhang Ziqing was unwilling to let the Hongmeng Lihuo Sword be known as the "Bird Sword".

He took back the spiritual energy attached to the characters, erased the two words "Hongmeng", and returned the sword to Lin Hao.

He warned in a serious tone: "The word Hongmeng is too eye-catching. It's easy to think of it as a divine weapon. From now on, your life weapon will be called Lihuo Sword! You must forget the word Hongmeng!"

Lin Hao nodded solemnly.

"There is one more thing." After talking about serious things, Zhang Ziqing thought of another thing.

"What?" Lin Hao asked puzzledly.

He thought his master had something else to tell him, but he just asked, "Don't you have the communication jade slip from Young Master Fei Hua Fang? When the sword that was originally going to be your natal sword is forged, contact him and ask him to help us hold an auction so that the sword won't go to waste. Be sure to ask that fat boy to invite any younger cultivators in your family who need a natal sword."

Lin Hao: “…” He had never seen anyone more despicable than his master!

"It's too early to tell this. The most important thing for you right now is..." Zhang Ziqing took out his notebook again and recorded as he spoke. "I haven't even finished a quarter of the race today. I owe one lap."

Lin Hao: “…” It turns out that one shouldn’t speak too early.

At the barrier in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, everyone worked together for a day and finally opened the secret realm and ran out. Everyone was covered in dust and looked very embarrassed.

Opening the barrier was probably the most unanimous event among everyone present.

Even the great battle in the secret realm was not so unified. Whether they were demon cultivators or monks, everyone had the same goal.

Those who still had the energy to spare began to notify their own sects to report the situation inside, and after the report, they began to look everywhere for the artifact.

Those who have no strength left will collapse to the ground, and the same rules will be followed for them to recover their strength later.

The first thing Lin Jinxing did when he came out was to fly on his sword towards the inn where Lin Hao had stayed before, wanting to confirm the safety of his master and junior brother.

After arriving at the inn, Lin Jinxing heard that his master had come out of seclusion and that the city was calm. He breathed a sigh of relief and went in the direction the innkeeper pointed to look for Lin Hao.

Mei Shu was seriously injured in the secret realm, so she collapsed to the ground as soon as she came out of the secret realm and was unable to get up for a while.

At this time, a message came from the jade slip on her waist, and the other three people from the Dark Demon Palace also came over to read the news.

"The things are in hand, return quickly."

Mei Shu and the other three who saw the news: "..."

How should they explain to the Palace Master that they abandoned the sesame seeds and wanted to pick up watermelons, but ended up losing the watermelons as well?

Ah Da had the simplest thoughts. He repeatedly pondered over the meaning of the Palace Master's words.

The other three ignored him and gathered together to discuss. Mei Shu was the first to suggest, "Since things have come to this, we can't go back to the secret realm. We might as well stay and look for the artifact. It's better than sitting here and waiting to die."

Of course there was no reason for Mu Jin to refuse, but she didn't want to be too obvious in front of the other two.

Her expressionless face was furrowed, and her cold breath was filled with a hint of impatience. She nodded in agreement with reluctance. Mei Shu seemed to be annoyed by Mu Jin's reluctance, and her face was not very good.

The actions of the two were all seen by Miu Xiang, but the suspicion in Miu Xiang's eyes did not disappear.

He had long suspected that the two were not as incompatible as they appeared to be.

But no evidence could be found until the previous battle, when Camouflage Xiang discovered something was wrong.

There is definitely something wrong with these two!