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Knowing that the Imperial Soul Realm was becoming more and more dangerous, the training of the little spirit masters was still the same, but it was even harder than before.

As a result, I couldn't rest after a day of tossing, and I sprinkled ink on the rice paper with sad faces, and wrote the monster record silently.

You can't just miswrite yet.

It's nothing short of torture.

After a moment of effort, Zhang Fengxuan had already scratched his face several times, his eyes were blank, and his heart had already flown away.

Yan Ziming was almost not splashed on his face by the ink he threw over, but seeing that the chapter he had just written was scrapped, he still silently carried the table and sat opposite Xiao Yu.

Compared with Zhang Fengxuan's absent-mindedness, Yan Ziming's strokes, Zhong Ming's drowsiness was hazy, Xiao Yu's dragon flying and phoenix dance was much faster, and after a while, he threw away the pen, stretched out his arm, and said with relief: "It's over." ”

When Zhang Fengxuan heard this, he immediately turned his head around, and was about to say something, but was blocked by Xiao Yu: "Don't expect me to write it to you." Suddenly it wilted again.

Watching Xiao Yu go back to rest in a dashing manner, the three of them continued to bow their heads and wave their heads.

Xiao Yu entered the house and closed the door, just sat down on the stool, jumped up violently, looked at the figure standing quietly behind him, his back exploded, and he exclaimed: "How did you get in!" ”

He never thought that Ye Shi would dare to break into his house boldly!

Ye Shi stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Xiao Yu's face, but the latter avoided it with a cold face, she didn't care, took something and handed it over.

Looking at the sugar gourd that was held up in front of him, and the top one was eaten, the corners of Xiao Yu's mouth twitched, and he was not sure what he was thinking: "What do you mean?" ”

Ye Shi glanced at him, and was about to put the sugar gourd to his mouth, Xiao Yu was startled by her, took a few steps back, leaned directly against the door, and shouted: "Ye Changtian!" ”

Ye Shi stopped and looked at him.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you remember what I said last time!" ”

Ye Shi's eyelashes trembled, but he got closer and was about to stick to the other party.

Xiao Yu had no way to retreat, raised his hand and hesitated for a moment or put it on Ye Shi's shoulder, but he was shocked to find that it was useless, and immediately his scalp was numb, and he hurriedly said: "You are enough!" ”

Ye Shi lowered his head and glanced at the other party's hand on her shoulder, through the clothes, she could clearly feel the temperature of the young man's palm, warm.

Pulling the young man's other hand, Ye Shi stuffed the sugar gourd over, but he still maintained his current posture.

Xiao Yu suddenly felt a huge headache, and said weakly: "Don't tell me that this is the sugar gourd that Venerable Qingxuan gave you." ”

But seeing Ye Shi nodded, he looked at the sugar gourd for a long time before looking away.

Xiao Yu especially wanted to say that since you are reluctant to do anything, why do you want to give it to him, he doesn't want it at all!

Xiao Yu's chest was extremely tight, he couldn't beat him, and what he said would be selectively ignored, he didn't know how to send this person away.

Just thinking about it, I heard Zhang Fengxuan's voice outside: "Brother Jingyan, you haven't slept yet!" ”

If it was usually Xiao Yu, he wouldn't be too lazy to take care of it, but at this time, when he looked at Ye who was still in his room, he unconsciously burst out in his heart, if someone saw the female spirit in him, he couldn't tell it even if he had a few more mouths!

Immediately, he couldn't care about what sugar gourd was not sugar gourd, Xiao Yu pushed Ye Shi again, and whispered urgently: "You go quickly, go quickly!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door behind him was pushed.

"Hey, Brother Jingyan, what are you doing?"

Xiao Yu turned around and was about to block the door to prevent people from entering, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Ye Shi was actually gone, and after such a hesitation, the door was vigorously pushed open by Zhang Fengxuan.

The two looked at each other and were stunned for a moment.

Immediately, Zhang Fengxuan saw the thing he was holding in his hand, and immediately showed such an expression, and said, "Brother Jingyan, you actually secretly hid and ate sugar gourds!" ”

Xiao Yu almost forgot about this stubble and retorted: "I didn't! ”

Not only did Zhang Fengxuan not believe this, but even Zhong Ming and Yan Ziming, who came in later, did not believe it.

"Hey, just say it if you want to eat, what's so embarrassing." Zhang Fengxuan glanced at the sugar gourd that was still in his hand, and squeezed his eyebrows for a while: "Don't worry, we won't say it." ”

Don't worry, there are ghosts!

Xiao Yu was speechless, and hatefully lifted Zhang Fengxuan's collar and said, "Let's go to the Eight Treasures Palace!" ”

The Eight Treasures Hall was the place where Shui Yun saw the true chapter in his hand, and Zhang Fengxuan's wail suddenly sounded in the dark night.

On this day, the atmosphere of the entire Eight Treasures Hall was extremely serious.

The Imperial Soul Realm is opened once every six months, and it takes a few months to enter it once, and because the last time I left was too long, it didn't take much time to prepare to set off again.

But many of the protégés have not fully recovered from their injuries.

"Once you enter the Imperial Soul Realm, you can no longer use a wooden sword." Minglan said to Ye Shi: "What kind of sword do you want when you are young?" ”

Looking at the Hidden Sword Pavilion slowly opening in front of them, the teenagers were suddenly indescribably excited, they could finally have a sword of their own.

There are countless swords placed high and low in the Sword Pavilion, and the styles are also strange, they will choose their first sharp weapon here, some people will accompany them for a lifetime, and some people will return them after making a weapon that is more suitable for them.

So it's very likely that there is a sword that was once used by a certain Venerable Venerable.

It's just that the way Shui Yun hides the sword is a bit different, and it is not classified according to the grade of the sword, but it is all mixed together, and what kind of sword can be chosen depends on the protégé's own preferences, or the resonance with the sword.

Venerable Qingxuan stood aside, not introducing or interfering in the decisions of the teenagers.

Ye Shi gently rubbed the wide wooden sword on his waist, and without much hesitation, he reached out and took down a sword with a clear and slender sword from the shelf beside him, and walked back.

The young men were still using their spiritual power to probe the sword that was most compatible with them, and they didn't pay attention to her, but Venerable Qingxuan saw it clearly: "The hour is chosen?" ”

Ye Shi nodded and put the sword behind him.

Venerable Qingxuan's brows furrowed slightly, and in the end he still didn't say anything.

Ye Shi understood what he meant, because no matter how beautiful the sword she chose, it was just an iron lump that only looked like it was good for others.

But she didn't need another weapon, she already had a long-tilting sword hidden in her body.

The others were not as fast as Ye Shi, and they were eager to compare all the swords in the Hidden Sword Pavilion one by one, so as not to miss the best one.

It was a long process, and after Ye Shi chose his sword, he didn't stay long and returned to Qingxuan Courtyard.

When the little spirit master she met on the road saw the sword behind her, they all looked envious, but they could only drool.

Back in Qingju, Ye Shi put the sword aside, sat in front of the desk, and stared at the red grape tree in the distance for a moment before lifting the pen, and the smooth lines fell on the rice paper.

In the middle of the sound, the outline of a figure gradually took shape.

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