The whole world of comprehension is obsessed with me

Ye Wuyou's first difficulty after the sword spirit woke up was how to make the sword spirit recognize himself as the master.

Zhan Yuan is the sword that Ye Wudao gave to Ye Wuyou. Logically speaking, the sword spirit should also belong to Ye Wuyou, but Ye Wuyou's cultivation base is low now. Facing a spirit weapon whose cultivation base is unknown, he really can't help it. Can't decide.

The sword spirit should be a high-level spiritual weapon, or maybe a high-level one?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou couldn't help licking her dry thin lips, she really wanted him, really wanted him.

With a spiritual weapon at my side, who would dare to easily bully me?

The sword spirit has been silent for three quarters of an hour since it took shape. He is a sword spirit, transformed from the aura of the heavens and the earth. He has a handsome face like a fairy, and there is always a hint of murderous intent in his cold and proud face. Daunting enough.

Ye Wuyou leaned on the tree trunk, folded his hands on the back of his head, and looked at him with interest, his mind was full of thoughts on how to take the sword spirit as his own.

He knew in his heart that he had nothing but a face and a prominent family background. If he wanted the sword spirit to choose the master, Ye Wuyou asked himself, it was absolutely impossible.

This matter still has to be discussed in the long run.

Ye Wuyou sighed and called him softly, "Can you send me back to heaven?"

Sword Spirit's expressionless face finally showed a crack, and under the calm eyes there were sharp eyes full of danger, and the moment he raised his head, he hid the emotion deep in his eyes, looking faintly at the Ye Wuyou stood up and said, "Yes, Master."

With a thunderbolt in the clear sky, Ye Wuyou suddenly slipped under his feet, and leaped forward, falling into an embrace a second before landing.

He only felt his body lighten up, and his eyes were spinning. When he fixed his eyes, he was embraced by the sword spirit.

Sword Spirit lowered his head and looked at Ye Wuyou greedily, his scorching eyes were full of aggression and confinement, he was unwilling to let go of every inch of skin and even a hair.

This is the protagonist I created. I gave him life. His every frown, smile, and word are all given to him by me, so he is mine.

Feeling the temperature from his arms, the little man curled up in his arms, and the sword spirit couldn't help but hug him a little tighter.

Ye Wuyou is still immersed in the master of the sword spirit at this moment, how can he see the undisguised covetousness and desire deep in the depths of the sword spirit's eyes, excitedly clutching the sleeve of the sword spirit, the eyes are full of joy , even hyperactivity.

"What did you just call me?"

Ye Wuyou's excited expression greatly satisfied Sword Spirit.

"Owner."

"You...you consider me the master?"

"I am the sword spirit of Zhanyuan. The Zhanyuan sword belongs to you, so naturally I belong to you too."

But the sword spirit was hidden in his heart, but he never said what made him throb the most.You were created by me, so at the end of the day, you belong to me!

"Are you transformed from that sword pendant?"

Sword Spirit recalled the origin of Sword Spirit in his book, and smiled mysteriously and intriguingly, "I came for you, from a far away place."

"for me?"

The sword spirit carefully put Ye Wuyou down, and sat cross-legged, with a smile on his lips, pointing in the air with two fingers containing morality, countless small seal characters shining with golden light appeared out of thin air, Ye Wuyou didn't know what it meant, He frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"Book of Heaven and Earth."

"Book of heaven and earth!" Ye Wuyou yelled in surprise, then frowned for a moment, and suddenly covered his chest to pant secretly.

He was so excited that he almost forgot that he was still seriously injured at this moment.

The sword spirit came forward, and his slender and fair fingers were about to untie his clothes, "It's just a book, I have wronged you for the time being, and I will give you better in the future, now let me see your injury."

Ye Wuyou naturally knew what the Book of Heaven and Earth was, and how could he not remember the things that set off the Kyushu Continent in his previous life.

Wronged?Ye Wuyou didn't feel wronged, so she tightly covered her clothes and said, "Why did you give it to me?"

The sword spirit's eyes fell on Ye Wuyou's fingers clutching his collar, and without thinking, he withdrew his hand.

"Since you want to cross the catastrophe and become an immortal, you must have the Book of Heaven and Earth."

Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows, becoming a fairy?I can't help but pay attention in my heart, how does he know that I want to become a fairy?

Being planted in the hands of those white lotuses one after another in the previous life made Ye Wuyou a little more suspicious. Thinking about it carefully, wasn't the timing of this sword spirit's appearance too coincidental?A high-class or even high-level sword spirit recognizes a monk who is in the bigu stage as the master?

Who will believe it?Literally laughed out loud.

"What's wrong? Can't you trust me?"

Ye Wuyou is a character created by him. He knows exactly what he is thinking and worrying about. He knows that he should dispel this doubt for Ye Wuyou.

"Actually, I crossed the tribulation as early as a hundred years ago. Unfortunately, I failed to cross the tribulation. The serious injury was sealed in the Yuan Zhan Sword. Later, your elder brother got the Yuan Zhan Sword and gave it to you. Now you let me out again. I naturally I can't be ungrateful and betray you, and I am willing to recognize you as the Lord."

"really?"

"Today, I, Zhan Yuan, swear an oath here that if one day I betray Ye Wuyou, I will die without a place to die when I cross the catastrophe!"

As soon as the oath was made, an oath word appeared in the palm of Sword Spirit, and gradually disappeared with golden light shining.

This is the most vicious oath made by a cultivator. If you can't keep it, you will become a demon in the future, and you will never recover.

"Master still doesn't believe me?"

"No, I believe it."

The sword spirit raised his eyebrows, and introduced the golden characters suspended in the void into Ye Wuyou's body. Ye Wuyou thought for a moment, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the book that day, so he sat cross-legged and fell into meditation after a while.

Sword Spirit knew that he had fallen into meditation, and became more unscrupulous. He couldn't help but caressed his chin. The touch from his fingertips was as smooth as silk. The soft thin lips and trembling eyebrows cast a shadow under his eyes. Swaying slightly, fingertips caressed his thin lips.

"Ye Wuyou, you are mine, everything about you belongs to me." The voice lost his mind, and he untied his clothes with his fingertips. The sword mark on his chest was very conspicuous. Worrying brows were furrowed, and there was a bit of pain in the muffled groan.

Looking at this scar, Jian Ling's face was terribly gloomy, his eyes were slightly sunken, and murderous intent flashed past.In the next second, I actually thought it was a bit funny. It was obviously a villain plot designed by myself, but I still thought that person was so hateful!

Suddenly, he glanced across his eyebrows, as if he had sensed something, the sword spirit looked at the void, a slight smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, his figure flashed, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the Zhanyuan sword.

The moment the sword spirit disappeared, under the quiet and deserted cliff, a gust of wind blew by, and a black figure suddenly appeared beside Ye Wuyou, looking at Ye Wuyou who was meditating and falling into the state of meditation, without saying a word.

But when he saw the shocking scar on Ye Wuyou's half-undressed chest, he clenched the long sword tightly in vain.

After a while, a distorted meaning appeared in the sky, and the wind blew up, sweeping the fallen leaves all over the sky. Bai Yi looked at the strange phenomena around him, and then at Ye Wuyou, and fell silent for a while.

Until the sky returned to calm, the branches and leaves on the ancient tree in the sky had long since fallen, and they were all bare. Ye Wuyou opened his eyes and his eyebrows were beaming, but his smile disappeared instantly when he saw Bai Yi, and he was even a little frightened.

"The elder holding the sword..."

Bai Yi looked down at him from above, and said coldly, "You should call me Master."

Ye Wuyou gritted her teeth and bowed her head without saying a word.

Bai Yi raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"Master." Ye Wuyou said unwillingly, "Dare to ask why Master is here?"

"Now the entire heaven is turned upside down by you alone. As my disciple, I will naturally come to you. What's the matter with your injuries?"

Ye Wuyou lowered his head and fastened his clothes as if nothing had happened. He couldn't see the anger and murderous intent gushing out of Bai Yi's eyes. He only felt that Bai Yi's words were calm and cool, and unconsciously felt a little bitter and bitter. Wronged.Although Bai Yi killed him with a sword in his previous life, he still cared a lot for him on weekdays. How could he be so indifferent.

Suddenly he felt his nose sour, sniffed, and said: "Someone took my treasure and wanted to kill me. If it wasn't for my fate, I would have died in his hands."

"Who?"

"I don't know, but judging by his appearance, he should be an elite disciple of the law enforcement elder."

Bai Yi thought to himself, his knuckles behind him were all green and white.

"Understood, the teacher will make decisions for you, let's go, return to heaven."

Ye Wuyou picked up Zhan Yuan beside him, raised his head to meet Bai Yi's eyes, for some reason, Ye Wuyou felt guilty for a while, and slowly looked away.

"Zhan Yuan is a good sword."

"Master, I'm overwhelmed. It can't compare to your Wangchen Sword."

Silent.

Suddenly, there was a clang, and both of them drew their swords.

Ye Wuyou: "Are you reborn?"

Bai Yi: "Are you reborn?"

blurted out at the same time.