I saved the whole sect by playing badly

"Why did Mozun's sword come into her hands?" Cheng Fengzong asked in a flat voice.

Xue Yu shrugged, "We don't know about that."

Mu Chongxi raised her hand, "I know, I know, at that time, Song Hansheng, Duan Hengdao, and Ye Qiao, the four of us were in the belly of the monster together, and she took it out."

"???"

"I'll take care of it later." Qin Fanfan felt that his brain was not enough. "The four of you are in the belly of a monster? The four of you went crazy to have a party in the stomach of a monster?"

No wonder when Ye Qiao saw Duan Hengdao during the Grand Competition, she mentioned from time to time that several of them stayed in the same stomach.

He thought that this group of children had some kind of unreasonable affection, and the co-author had really stayed there.

"Forget about the horizontal knife, why is there Song Hansheng in it?"

"He was so cheap at the time, he insisted on provoking other monsters to attack us, and he reaped the consequences later on." After speaking, Mu Chongxi laughed triumphantly again: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that we were actually quadruplets at that time!"

—Honestly, like an idiot.

Zhou Xingyun thought he was too embarrassing, so he covered Mu Chongxi's mouth tightly with one hand, forcing him to shut up.

Is it an honorable thing for the four personal descendants to be swallowed by monsters?

"Oh." Mingxuan said in a meaningful and elongated tone, "quadruplets, I didn't expect Song Hansheng and Duan Hengdao to have wronged you by being undercover in Yueqingzong and Chengfengzong for so many years? Why don't we think about it? chant."

Neither of them bothered to pay attention to his weird teasing.

"If I knew it was Mozun's sword, I would have taken it too." Duan Hengdao stroked his arm, "But at that time, the feeling of this stick was really a bit weird."

The origin of the unknown king is really a mystery, even Cheng Fengzong's self-proclaimed well-informed weapon repairer has not found out the history, but in the end it turned out to be the sword of the demon king, no wonder Cheng Fengzong couldn't find it no matter how he searched in the end.

Put aside the matter of not seeing you for now.

At this moment, Feixianjian was going crazy for some reason, the light was strong and weak at times, and it kept running around.

Mu Chongxi frowned, "Which one of you will stop her?"

What are you doing?

The several sword spirits looked at each other, Frost Sword just wanted to stop her, but was stopped silently with a look from the Sect Master of Swordsmanship, "Let's see what she wants to do first."

He had noticed early on that the Flying Immortal Sword was going crazy.

At the beginning, I didn't think much about it. The Flying Immortal Sword has been in the sword cave for a hundred years. This sword spirit has been forgotten for too long. As a result, the lord of the Sword-seeking Sect didn't think of it at the first time. Its ability The strength comes from the sword master.

At that time, Ye Qiao's three-day thunder tribulation was almost over, and Feixianjian's reaction was so intense that he asked the master of the sword sect to see what this sword spirit was going to do.

Ye Qiao was still thinking about whether Tiandao wanted to brew a big one for herself when it was about to end, and kept on guard against the thunder disaster in the sky, until suddenly she was hit by the Feixian sword, she was slightly stunned, stretched out her hand to hold the Feixian sword, and paid attention to it. Seeing something wrong with it, "What's wrong?"

She wanted to throw away the Flying Immortal Sword.

In case the Heavenly Dao comes again, how can the Feixian Sword be able to withstand it.

"Just take it."

The voice of the master of Swordsmanship Sect came out suddenly, "Hold tight."

Ye Qiao subconsciously did as she said, the moment she gripped the Flying Immortal Sword, she felt hot in her palms, and the inside of her dantian was also hot, and there was no one around the sword. Several suzerains had witnessed the power of this kind of thunder disaster with their own eyes. , and only dare to wait and see from a distance, and give advice when the time is right.

Ye Qiao was wary of Lei Jie, while listening to the suzerain's words, she held the Feixian sword tightly.

After a while, she turned her eyes for help to the Sect Master of Sword-seeking Sect, Ye Qiao shook the Feixian Sword in his hand and said sincerely, "This sword is hot."

She was so hot that she felt a sting of being burned by the sun.

Ye Qiao's tone was too sincere, and under her expectant gaze, the Master of Sword-seeking Sect said indifferently, "Hold tight."

ruthless.

She could only hold her hands alternately, Tianlei washed her meridians again and again, she was waiting for the final thunder calamity, and Ye Qiao was also waiting.

A loud "bang" broke the silence in the air, and the boundary of the half-space shrouded by thunderclouds seemed to be divided into two halves. In the end, the first thunderstorm made everyone hold their breath, and the silver lightning seemed to be dormant among the clouds. Dragon, dive straight down!

The moment it landed, Ye Qiao quickly held the Feixian Sword in her arms, lest this sword spirit be directly split by the thunder calamity.

The spirit sword in her arms was hot, Ye Qiao bowed her head and curled up together, the moment the silver thunder fell, the dazzling light fell, and the pain that almost shattered her spine made her almost unable to stabilize her body, and lay on the ground directly.

It hurts.

It's so fucking painful.

The Thunder Spirit Root in his body was able to absorb Qi quickly, and the pain of Thunder and Lightning did not last long on his body. Ye Qiao held his hot dantian, and the Nascent Soul Stage gradually stabilized.

"Look, look!" Mu Chongxi became excited: "Ye Qiao is shining!"

At this moment, Ye Qiao, who was half kneeling on the ground, was almost wrapped in light, and the shining light spots in her arms were particularly bright and dazzling.

"Idiot." Mingxuan took a fan to block the dazzling light, and said for a while, "That's the flying fairy sword shining."

What kind of light does Ye Qiao emit?

In the ear was the clear and steady words of Jianjian Zong, "This sword is said to be strong when it is strong. After the sword master breaks through the realm, it will also become stronger."

The light was obviously emitted by the Feixianjian.

"It's not crazy, it's just feeling a little excited after Ye Qiao's realm has stabilized. I asked Ye Qiao to hold it and stabilize it, which will help it transform into shape later." The strength of the master determines the level of ability, since it chose Ye Qiao, it shows that it trusts her extremely."

Under normal circumstances, Nascent Soul transformation is inevitable.

"The problem is..." Asking Sword Sect Master lowered his tone, puzzled: "Its current state is very unstable."

Why is that?

"The state is unstable." Song Hansheng's eyes were slightly fixed, falling into the halo in Ye Qiao's arms, guessing: "Maybe it is the result of forced transformation."

He and Ye Qiao's group had witnessed the whole process.

The Feixian Sword does not change form forcibly, and everyone has nothing to do.

This sword spirit has a rare gentle personality.

Forcibly change form?The others raised their eyebrows. Under normal circumstances, the sword spirit would not make such an unwise choice.

The Master of Sword-seeking Sect wanted to ask, but now was not the time. He looked at Ye Qiao, who was shrouded in a ball of light, and instructed her what to do next: "Hold on to it, Ye Qiao."

The scorching sensation from Ye Qiao's palm almost spread to her whole body, but this is her sword, and it will not cause any harm except for the pain. With the stabilization of the realm in her body, the shape of the spirit sword itself has begun to take shape at this moment.