Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

There was a rare excitement in Yuezheng's calm eyes, and he took the incense burner with both hands respectfully, and several elders standing beside the Hanjing Hall slowly retreated to the sides, giving way to a stone step leading to the gate.

Suddenly a wind blew, and the cool air in the morning made everyone's clothes fly.The willow tree raised its green branches and danced lightly.Yue Zheng didn't move, the white fluff on the edge of his cloak rolled slightly, but his expression remained as calm as before.

Holding the incense burner, he slowly stepped up the stone steps in the curling green smoke, and said loudly: "Disciple Yuezheng, come to ask for the sword, if there is one who responds, the glory will meet him."

Make a wish in my heart: I only want to be unique.

At this time, the elders standing on both sides of the stone steps showed solemn faces, and they all bent down towards the direction of Hanjing Hall, and chanted in unison: "Hanhai Yunzong, Hanjing Hall is open!"

Surrounded by clouds and smoke, the top of the mountain is half hidden and half visible, and flying cranes fly out of the clouds and mists, circling loudly.

Yuezheng stepped up a few more steps, "Disciple Yuezheng, come to ask for the sword, if there is one who responds, Guanghua will help him!"

I made a second wish in my heart: I wish for boundless mana.

"Hanhai Yunzong, the Hanjing Palace is open!" The elders of the fairy style immediately responded in unison.

Everyone has a solemn expression, as if a sacred sacrifice.

After answering and answering, Yuezheng has already walked to the gate, and there are people secretly guessing under the stone steps, whether it is because the treasure in Hanjing Palace refuses to choose Yuezheng, so there is no response, or Yuezheng made a promise. The wish was too strange for Bao Bao to respond.

While thinking about it, Yue Zheng read out the third sentence, maybe making a third wish.

But please be in harmony with my way, and never leave or give up.

The Hanjing Palace suddenly flourished, and the multicolored rays of light came out from the gaps, almost snatching the brilliance of the rising sun.The entire hall was immediately crystal clear and radiant, like a shining gem among the mountains.

Chi Riyan was shocked, then overjoyed, he did not expect so many treasures to respond.

The elders at the bottom of the stone steps were also shocked. For so many years, no one could make so many treasures respond. Presumably, all the treasures have taken a fancy to Yuezheng, and they are competing to make Yuezheng's natal weapon.

There was a dazzling brilliance in Yuezheng's eyes, the pride and expectation hidden in his bones made his eyes sparkle, he had waited for this moment for too long.

With so many treasures responding, he must be able to choose the best one, and it is not in vain to wait for more than 20 years!

The gate of Hanjing Hall was opened with a bang, Yue Zheng put the incense burner on the big tripod at the entrance, lightly shook his sleeves, and walked into the inner hall boldly.

Wang Xiaojian tried his best to shine, but his light was extremely insignificant in the brilliant brilliance of other treasures.Hong Tianhammer looked at him contemptuously, "Didn't you hear his three wishes? Unique, boundless mana, and in line with the Tao, where on earth do you have the face to respond to him? Look at those swords next to you, all of them Thousands of times stronger than you, people are embarrassed to respond, but you are very embarrassed."

Wang Xiaojian ignored his sarcasm, and said brazenly: "Who said that? I am the sword spirit in the entire treasure house, isn't it unique? It is impossible to have boundless mana, unless it is a god, and this wish itself is not valid. Let's not consider it. Compatibility means cultivating Taoism and becoming a fairy, it’s all like that, just get in and out.”

Hong Tianhammer was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a shameless sword spirit, he didn't even want the dignity of being a sword spirit in order to go out.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, Wang Xiaojian's attention was immediately attracted, and he looked eagerly at the direction of the door, calling in his heart, hoping that the person would choose him, and at the same time, he worked harder to respond with light.

He wanted to show off, and the other swords were not to be outdone. At the moment the man entered, dozens of swords in the treasury automatically flew up, and the light was even brighter, as if they were showing their magic power.For a moment, the originally pitch-black room was filled with light and the buzzing sound of flying swords, instantly setting off Wang Xiaojian's gloomy, grayish color.

Hong Tianhammer laughed loudly, "What will you do now?"

Wang Xiaojian was in a hurry, if he couldn't go out this time and had to wait another three years, he couldn't bear it, but what should he do if he wanted to defeat those swords that could fly and scream?

He exerted all his strength, but there was only a faint white light. He was so tired that he didn't say anything, and the sword didn't move.

The people over there seem to be studying the swords flying in the air, walking around the shelf while looking at them, Wang Xiaojian can only see a touch of white clothes, and the faint figure of that person occasionally flashing through the gaps of the flying swords .

He is quite tall and imposing, like an immortal on the snow mountain who does not eat the fireworks of the world. He really deserves to be a cultivator of immortals.

When the man walked around the wooden frame and turned around, Wang Xiaojian froze immediately.

A white fox fur cloak, black and silver hair, a jade-like face, and a serious expression—isn't this the male god I've been secretly in love with for several years? !

The man's figure was straight, like a green mountain and green pine, graceful and graceful, and like a mountain snow lotus, unattainable, with a trace of innate arrogance and indifference between his eyebrows and eyes, his whole body seemed to be composed of ice and snow.The pitch-black eyes swept away, and Wang Xiaojian shivered at the cold gaze, and he managed to come back to his senses——

very scary! QQ

My male god is Two-dimensional, no matter how he looks, he is also a three-dimensional person, we should not be interested!

The fake male god walked towards Wang Xiaojian, Wang Xiaojian was so nervous that he couldn't blink his eyes instantly, the man was too imposing and his eyes were too cold, which made him feel suffocated.

Then the man stretched out his hand, took a sword not far from him that was shining with white light, looked over and over again, seemed dissatisfied, put it back, and then walked towards the other end.

Hong Tianhammer looked happy, "Actually... Maybe he can use the hammer as a sword?"

When Wang Xiaojian came back to his senses and heard this, he despised him, and then thought: If he leaves, there is no way to get out!

This thought flashed through his mind, and Wang Xiaojian shouted almost without thinking: "Wait a minute!"

Hong Tianhammer said: "You really don't give up."

Wang Xiaojian ignored him, "Who is that, wait a minute!"

"He may not be able to hear it!" Hong Tianhammer said with a smile.

Wang Xiaojian didn't give up, "Who is that, come back!"

That figure had disappeared at the end of the wooden frame, Wang Xiaojian's expression was gloomy.

Hong Tianhammer really wanted to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Take me out..." Wang Xiaojian murmured, almost crying.

But at this moment, the figure went back and forth, and came back from behind the wooden frame, with a strong look of doubt on his face, "Could it be that I heard wrong?"

Wang Xiaojian survived the desperation, overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "You heard me right! It's me! It's me!"

Seeing the man looking around made him want to jump up.

In the end, the man came to Wang Xiaojian, with more surprise and doubt on his face, and he stared at the corner where Wang Xiaojian was with some uncertainty, "Is that you?"

Wang Xiaojian nodded wildly, "It's me, it's me!"

The man bent down and finally saw Wang Xiaojian's sword clearly, the doubt on his face became more serious, "It's really you?"

As if wanting to confirm, he stretched out his hand and flicked Wang Xiaojian's body.

"Ouch, it hurts like hell." Wang Xiaojian yelled twice, then hurriedly shut up.What if it seems too frustrating to be abandoned?But this guy's hand is so strong, it hurts...

"It really is you." The man confirmed the target, pulled Wang Xiaojian out of the corner, looked over and over in the light of the room, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't feel much mana, and I didn't see anything special... ..."

Wang Xiaojian suddenly realized that he might only be able to hear his own voice, but not his own appearance.To confirm his thoughts, he asked, "Can you see what I look like?"

"What do you look like? This sword?" Yue Zheng was puzzled.

Wang Xiaojian was dizzy from tossing and turning, and was about to speak when the man held his sword hilt and shook it quickly in the air a few times, almost knocking Wang Xiaojian dizzy, "Stop..."

The man stopped and asked, "Are you a sword spirit?"

Wang Xiaojian was shocked, and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, I am the sword spirit."

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, "God really treated me kindly, and even gave me a sword with a sword spirit. I heard that the sword with a sword spirit has a very high level of cultivation, although you don't look very good , but it’s possible that I can’t see through your cultivation.”

Wang Xiaojian fell silent.

Yue Zheng put Wang Xiaojian flat in front of his eyes, "Would you like to come with me?"

willing~~~~~~~

Wang Xiaojian nodded wildly, "Yes!"

The man's eyes became warmer, and Wang Xiaojian could clearly see the joy in them, "Yuezheng. Your name?"

"Wang Xiaojian."

For a moment, Yuezheng felt a little dazed, and then he quickly came back to his senses, nodded and said: "The name...it looks like a person's name."

It's just a person's name, okay?

Wang Xiaojian snorted, then said with a smile: "Brother, when shall we go out?"

At that moment, Wang Xiaojian felt that Yuezheng seemed to be stuck in a daze again, and heard him say: "You... you are quite human."

Labor capital is a human being, right?

Wang Xiaojian glared at him, and immediately said flatteringly: "Oh, since you chose me, I also chose you, let's go out quickly, it's dark and stuffy here."

The man was silent for a moment, "Are you really a sword spirit?"

Wang Xiaojian fell silent guiltily.

"It's the first time I've seen such a human-like sword spirit. I heard that the more human-like the sword spirit is, the stronger the sword will be. It must be the same for you. Your temperament is probably... more lively."

The lively Wang Xiaojian listened to Yuezheng convincing himself with a guilty conscience.

In the quiet air, there seemed to be some kind of rhythm in the dark, Wang Xiaojian didn't know what it was, just in doubt, saw Yuezheng took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "It's time."

Wang Xiaojian suddenly understood what that rhythm represented, that it was time to choose to sign a contract.

He raised his head nervously, and saw that there seemed to be a trace of hesitation in Yue Zheng's eyes, but he looked around for a moment, then picked up Wang Xiaojian and cut his wrist, and steaming blood burst out immediately.

The action was too fast, and before Wang Xiaojian realized what was going on, he saw him smearing blood on his body and uttered a spell.

"Here is Yuezheng, splash my blood, live and die together, and never leave."

The language was like a spell, almost subconsciously, Wang Xiaojian's body emitted a hazy white light, and his mouth couldn't help but read out, "Here is a little sword, accepting your hard work, living and dying together, never leaving."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw a faint smile of satisfaction on the corner of the man's mouth, which was probably the satisfaction of obtaining the sword of life.Wang Xiaojian suddenly regretted and felt guilty, if he knew that he could do nothing...