Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

With Han Jingyun's thoughtful translation, Zhu Xiyan naturally heard it, understood it, and was upset. However, his body was really weak, and he was able to fall asleep even when his mind was chaotic. It's quite a peace of mind.

Han Jingyun was watching him at the side, and the Qinglin Sword flew to his hand, rubbed against it, and then, without waiting for Han Jingyun's reaction, flew to the other side of Han Jingyun, approaching Zhu Xiyan without warning and at an extremely fast speed .

Thinking of the little sword spirit's hostility towards Zhu Xiyan before, Han Jingyun was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but it was too late, Qinglin had already rubbed against Zhu Xiyan, and it was still the blade part, Han Jingyun I just feel like my heart is getting cold.

However, in the next second, Han Jingyun saw that Qinglin was approaching Zhu Xiyan without any intention of hurting him. On the contrary, Qinglin showed great love for Zhu Xiyan.

Can the sword spirit and the body of the sword still achieve the separation of will?Otherwise, how could there be two completely different reactions when facing the same person.

Han Jingyun was relieved, but he still held Qinglin's sword hilt and brought him in front of him, "You... like him?"

"Om..." As a sword, Qinglin naturally couldn't speak, so it answered Han Jingyun's question with a sword cry. The sword body swung slightly, expressing its joy with practical actions.

"Why? Because you just sucked the spiritual power out of his body?"

"Buzz..." Qinglin continued to sway, and Han Jingyun felt that the amplitude and strength of the sway were not the same as before. He always felt that he was not as happy as before, but he couldn't do it like facing the little sword spirit. , able to analyze and interpret what the little sword spirit said in real time, and also interpret Qinglin's buzzing sound, so I had no choice but to look at Qinglin dryly...

"Ah!" The little sword spirit finally recovered from the blow. Of course, he couldn't fully recover, and he had to achieve his goal.

The little sword spirit hugged Qinglin's sword hilt with both hands, and looked like he was going to die together. Then he raised his head and yelled at Han Jingyun. Hearing Han Jingyun's expression change, he became more and more surprised.

"Refining you together and then merging them together? Little guy, let me remind you that with Qinglin's grade, the refining furnace I currently have is not enough to refine you. Refining may not do much harm to you, but it does too much harm to me." Han Jingyun said solemnly, and the little sword spirit was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Ah?"

What kind of harm will it do to the owner?

"This refining furnace is the highest-grade refining furnace that I can get so far, but it is still far from Qinglin's grade. If it is ruined, it will be too difficult to get another such-grade refining furnace Even if you have money, you can’t do it.” Han Jingyun said that although the grade is not high enough, he is quite satisfied with the refining furnace he owns now, and as long as he has the right materials, he can always raise the grade of the refining furnace , this kind of growth makes Han Jingyun especially satisfied.

"Ahh..." The little sword spirit was a little stunned when he heard it, and he couldn't react for a long time, so Han Jingyun couldn't help but chuckled, and stretched out his finger to lightly tap the little sword spirit's head , "Don't worry, when the conditions are ripe, I will arrange it immediately."

After all, if the spirit sword that has already given birth to the sword spirit loses the sword spirit, its power will be at least halved. However, in this age of doom, Qinglin's power can still stand out from the crowd.

The little sword spirit was stunned for a while, but he had come to his senses. He didn't know how long he would have to wait for the "conditions to be ripe". The little guy let go of the hilt, hugged Han Jingyun's fingers and hummed aggrievedly, feeling very unhappy in his heart.

But what if you are not happy?The environment does not allow it!It would be great if it was still in the previous place, the Qingyun faction has everything, the master's master is so good, he will give the master what he wants, and he will be able to fuse him with Qinglin as soon as he is sure.

Han Jingyun rubbed the little sword spirit's head with his fingertips amusedly, and after coaxing the little guy, he turned his gaze back to Qinglin again, and said: "I am in an era where it is not allowed to walk with weapons, so , I have to wrong you to stay in my storage magic weapon for the time being, and when the time is ripe, after I integrate you with the little sword spirit, I will be able to put you in the altar."

Normally, this is the only way to do it. However, in the next second, Qinglin jumped into the air, turned into a streamer, and plunged into Han Jingyun's altar. Han Jingyun was stunned for a moment.

This... is not very scientific, is it?Just now he said that he can take back the spirit altar only after merging with the sword spirit. The feeling of slapping him in the face is really a bit subtle.

"Ah!" The little sword spirit saw that Qinglin had entered the master's altar, and immediately followed, with a menacing appearance, as if he wanted to fight with Qinglin on the altar.

Han Jingyun: "..." All right, these two can quarrel as much as they like, as long as they don't disturb him.

After finishing Qinglin and Little Sword Spirit, Han Jingyun heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Zhu Xiyan beside him, his eyes softened immediately.

"elder brother……"

Han Jingyun just called out subconsciously, without any real purpose. However, after calling softly, Zhu Xiyan really opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes. After a short period of confusion, his eyes gradually recovered.

"Xiaoyun, did I fall asleep?" Zhu Xiyan was still a little confused. He didn't remember the words he heard before falling asleep. After being helped by Han Jingyun to sit up, he naturally leaned into his arms and let him Take out a bottle of mineral water from the magic storage device and feed him to drink.

The thirsty throat was moistened, and Zhu Xiyan's memory was gradually revived. His face was visibly reddened to the naked eye, and it burned all the way to the base of his neck, and the top of his head was almost smoking.

Fuck, should he pretend he didn't hear it, or just give his brother a love education...

It's so embarrassing, love education and so on, he can easily get ambiguous just thinking about it, he can't think about it!

Han Jingyun didn't know how rich and colorful his brother's mental activities were at this moment. He just looked at his brother's face that was flushed red, and couldn't take his eyes off. with an unknown desire.

This person in front of him was something he wanted to have with all his might. In the past two lifetimes, there had been such a person in his life. He was the only one, and it was absolutely impossible for him to let go.

"Brother, are you hungry, do you want something to eat?" Sensing Zhu Xiyan's dodge and understanding the panic in his heart, Han Jingyun considerately accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't show his aggressiveness immediately, just being gentle If he continues to play the game of boiling frogs in warm water, he is not afraid that his brother will escape from the pot in his hand.

"Yes... I'm a little hungry..." Zhu Xiyan was obviously relieved, took the food Han Jingyun handed over, and lowered his head to eat without even looking at it. The obvious ostrich posture made the corners of Han Jingyun's mouth slightly raised.

I just love how cowardly and cute his brother is.

After eating and drinking enough, and his younger brother not being too aggressive, Zhu Xiyan's mood gradually relaxed. Once he relaxed, he was in the mood to care about other things.

"Did you find something here? The little baby spirit kept screaming excitedly, where did this little thing go?" At this time, Zhu Xiyan realized that the little guy was missing, and he I searched back and forth with Han Jingyun, but I didn't see the familiar little figure in the old place.

"It's not an infant spirit, it's a sword spirit." Han Jingyun didn't intend to hide it from his brother, but he changed his story quietly about some things about his previous life, and treated Qinglin as if he had met him for the first time. Especially hit it off, and then took it for granted that he was the master.

"Huh? Spirit Sword? Little Infant Spirit... Ah no, the little sword spirit is the sword spirit in the Spirit Sword. He recognized you as master the first time we met? Well... so amazing..." As expected of his younger brother!

After Zhu Xiyan was shocked, he accepted it so logically, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong. After all, he had long been used to his brother's strength.

"Where is the sword? Where is the sword? Let me have a look..." Since Lingjian is his younger brother, Zhu Xiyan was very confident when he said this.

"Here." Han Jingyun raised his hand and clicked on the position of his forehead, "Brother, do you want to see it?"

"Yeah! I really want to see it!" At this time, Zhu Xiyan hadn't realized the meaning of Han Jingyun's fingers pointing at the Lingtai, but nodded excitedly one after another, and couldn't wait to appreciate the spirit sword his brother just got.

Then, he stared at his brother dumbfounded, and took out a very beautiful long sword from his head. On the hilt of the long sword, there was still a little sword spirit clutched tightly.

One drags two, there is nothing wrong with it, it is worthy of Spirit Sword and Sword Spirit.

However, why Mao Lingjian hid under the iceberg, but Jianling ran to G City, and met him by such a coincidence?Zhu Xiyan felt that this incident was too coincidental, and began to think unconsciously in his mind.

However, he soon stopped thinking about this kind of problem, he couldn't get enough of Qing Lin's rarity!

"So handsome! So bright! So cold... hiss! It's really cold, so cold, Xiaoyun, won't you be frozen? Besides, how did such a long sword get stuffed into your head? Did you Have you refined your own head into a magic weapon?" Zhu Xiyan couldn't understand, so he transformed it into a statement he could understand, and waited anxiously for Han Jingyun's answer.

"How is it possible? My head is still in the original packaging, and it is impossible to refine it into a magic weapon. The center of the forehead is the spiritual platform of a person. When a practitioner reaches a certain level of cultivation, the spiritual platform can open up a space where other items cannot be stored. , can only store the natal magic weapon." The scope of the natal magic weapon is too broad, and everything is possible.

"Ah?" Zhu Xiyan said that he couldn't understand, but he once again witnessed how powerful his brother was.

"You are amazing!" Zhu Xiyan gave his brother a big thumbs-up without hesitation, smiling brightly, and continued to play with Qinglin fondly.

I don't know why, but he just feels that this sword has a special affinity with him, and he likes it inexplicably.