After becoming the paranoid sword spirit

Jiang Yansheng is very comfortable during this time.

Especially when he participated in Jianzhong, seeing Ji Shubai standing with him, he was even more frightening in his panic.

He clearly knew in his heart that this person might be just a phantom in Xuantian Secret Realm, but once he caught a glimpse of that face without sadness or joy, deep in his heart he felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu that he was stealing something from others, especially if it was not Others are standing on Ling Xuzun outside the secret realm.

Even if he knew that he had done nothing wrong in this matter, he still felt a sense of guilt.

His body cultivation is not low, and he wanted to invite Ji Shubai to act together, so that there would be a care, safe and secure, but he was politely and politely rejected.

After entering the secret realm, relying on his many years of cultivation experience, he finally came to the center of the sword mound and saw the famous sword Qingshuang.

It's just that standing in the center of the secret realm is not only him, but also some other teenagers.

Gu Qingyun stood outside the sword mound, anxiously wanting to know what happened inside, but because he didn't know the real situation inside, he could only fall into an even more anxious state of mind, such a vicious circle.

There are two people, Ji Shubai and Jiang Yansheng, and they are still "senior brothers", so it shouldn't be a problem, right?

"Elder Lianqing..." A slightly trembling voice suddenly came from beside him. When Gu Qingyun looked in the direction pointed by the man's fingertips, shattered lights gradually shattered into the air.

Immediately, the voices of the disciples were raised around them.

"What on earth happened?"

"Could it be broken?"

"What? The sword mound is broken? How could the sword mound be broken?!"

It was like responding to their words, at first it was just fragments of light like falling snow, and then there was a loud "boom—" and a ray of light flashed from the sky, when Gu Qingyun was worried about the people inside, The teenagers inside appeared in front of everyone with scars all over their bodies.

One of them was holding a sharp blue sword in his hand. The appearance of the sword was unpretentious, with only a rough sword pattern on the outside of the scabbard.

That sword is Qingshuang.

And the person holding that sword was Ji Shubai.

Gu Qingyun was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to Ji Shubai who was standing in the middle: "Pull it out!"

Pull it out, this task can be completed, and after completing this task, he can get the Cyan Frost Sword.

Gu Qingyun was clearly calculating in his heart, and then he saw, saw... Ji Shubai, he couldn't pull it out...

!!!

What happened?

Why can't I pull it out! ! !

Since he is Ji Shubai's sword spirit, it means that the Qingshuang sword must belong to Ji Shubai, so how could there be a situation where the master cannot pull out his own sword? !

A terrible conjecture floated in his mind.

What if... Ji Shubai wasn't his master from the beginning?

Ever since he could remember, he had never seen Ji Shubai use Qingshuang. At that time, he thought it was normal not to pull it out.

Especially after becoming a sword spirit, I heard everyone say that Ji Shubai seldom uses a sword, so there seems to be nothing wrong with not using the Qingshuang Sword.

The person he saw the longest time was Ji Shubai, so he took it for granted that he was Ji Shubai's sword spirit, but in case, the other party just put the Qingshuang Sword by his side, or, he— —

Killed his original master...

This idea just passed away in a flash, and was quickly rejected by Gu Qingyun, but a layer of cold sweat still broke out from behind him.

The thoughts in my mind became clearer and clearer.

In Xuantian Secret Territory, Qingshuang has not yet gained the fame of later generations, and the mission told him by the secret realm is to pull out the famous Qingshuang Sword in the world.

At first he thought that Qingshuangjian was famous from the very beginning, but what if it wasn't?

He once heard a saying, is the sword famous, or the person who uses the sword makes the sword famous?

If it is famous, why has no one pulled out this sword before after so many years?Most of the capable people entered the sword mound, and the swords inside were all of extraordinary quality. It is not impossible to pull out a famous sword that has never recognized its owner.

unless……

Unless from the very beginning, this sword is either a phantom in a simple secret realm, or the Cyan Frost Sword that has won the reputation of outsiders 600 years later!

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyun walked up to Ji Shubai, and the other teenagers also showed shock when they saw him.

Jiang Yansheng, who was standing aside, stared straight at the fact that Ji Shubai was unable to draw his own sword, but this kind of thing was not something he could talk about, so he rubbed his nose and pretended to be silent.

"...Bring it here." Gu Qingyun looked at Ji Shubai who was bewildered with trembling lips.

Ji Shubai was covered in large and small wounds, his eyes could not see, even with Jiang Yansheng's assistance, he was still outnumbered in front of many disciples who participated in the apprenticeship meeting outside.

Hearing Gu Qingyun's voice, he thought of something, his face suddenly turned pale, and his eyelids drooped to hide the thoughts in his eyes.

He couldn't understand why Gu Qingyun's voice was so trembling at the moment, just like he couldn't understand why there was a sudden panic in his heart.

It seems that if you hand this sword to the other party, everything will be irreversible.

He clenched the sword in his arms tightly with his fingers, as if this could make the panic deep in his heart disappear.

"Give me the sword." Gu Qingyun repeated the original words expressionlessly.

His voice was as cold as frost, seeing the other party stiff and still, Gu Qingyun stretched out his hand, and pulled Qingshuang away from his embrace bit by bit, ignoring the other party's pale face, leaving no room for it.

The whitish fingertips pressed hard on the scabbard, Gu Qingyun looked at the sword in front of him, his heart beating fast.

Since his master is not Ji Shubai, who should it be?

With trembling fingers, Gu Qingyun pulled out the world-famous Qingshuang Sword trembling all over.

The cyan sword light flashed past, the blade was like snow, and there was a faint cold light between the sharp edges.

This cyan sword energy was transformed into a woman, the woman's black hair poured down, she was wearing a cyan skirt, without any jewelry, she just stood there gracefully.

She stood there with a graceful look, looking at Gu Qingyun's eyes, revealing the surprise after waiting for a long time to meet again.

The woman bowed to Gu Qingyun, with the corners of her eyes bent, she said with a smile: "Welcome back, master."