wanted to pick up Zi Ling'er and leave this place of right and wrong quickly, but the strong Zi Ling'er gently patted Ling Shan's shoulder and shook his head.

"You wait for me, bring Ziling back, and we'll go back......" Knowing that this is not the way, Ziling Jian suddenly did not listen to her call, which really made Zi Ling'er feel an inexplicable sense of anxiety, it seems that Ziluo she can't save it today......

Zi Ling'er immediately took out a recovery pill and swallowed it, then took out a handkerchief, wiped the undried bloodstains, and looked at the white-haired old man with hatred in her eyes.

Just now, the Ziling Sword was subordinated to the hands of the white-haired old man, and the white-haired old man had already knocked the purple snail unconscious and let the guards take it away.

The old man repeatedly brushed his beard, took the Ziling Sword with satisfaction, and smiled kindly, "Little girl, you are actually the holder of the Ziling Sword......" The old man looked at Ziling over and over again with a look of disdain, and looked at Zi Ling'er condescendingly over and over again. But I still haven't been able to see the slightest difference in this 15-year-old little doll.

Zi Ling'er watched the Ziling Sword in the hands of the white-bearded old man, and the disgust in her heart still gradually spread to her face. gave the order to Ziling Sword to come back, but Ziling Sword seemed to be unwilling and did not react for a long time.

Zi Ling'er panicked instantly, 'Zi Ling actually didn't listen to me!' No way, she grew up with me, and he was very spiritual at that time......

……

At the beginning of the establishment of Yunxian Mountain, in the second year after the official acceptance of apprentices, the day when new disciples chose to match swords.

"Ling'er, Ling'er!" Hua Xinyue, a disciple of the same year, shook Zi Ling'er's arm and shook it around, looking a little uneasy, "Why haven't you arrived at us yet?" The good swords have been picked up by others~"

Hua Xinyue is 10 years old this year, she is more anxious, careless in her work, and she thinks of what to say, and because of this, she has offended many disciples of the same age. But Zi Ling'er likes this kind of straightforward person and is easy to get along with.

Hua Xinyue is because Zi Ling'er is very good to her, so she adheres to her own principles and is also very good to Zi Ling'er. The two have no guesses, good friends pull the hook, and the agreement not to be reversed is signed.

"Sabre... It's all about having a relationship with yourself, didn't Master say it? If you can't rush here, take it easy......" Zi Ling'er was also 10 years old at the time, patted Hua Xinyue's palm and smiled. Zi Ling'er is different from other disciples, she grew up in Yunxian Mountain since she was a child, and Elder Yunshan said that she was an orphan, so she has been a little adult since she was a child, and sensible children are very pleasing to their elders.

Just as the two little guys were comforting and chatting with each other, the disciples in front suddenly started to coax:

"It's an ethereal sword! The fifth-ranked spirit sword, a genius! ”

"I'm so envious!"

As soon as she heard this, Hua Xinyue became even more anxious, jumping up and down, patting her pink cheeks, and said in a trembling voice: "Look at you, all the good swords have been chosen!"

Zi Ling'er calmly looked at the elegant Chongming, full of snort, Chongming at that time had not yet worshiped under Elder Yunyue, and the relationship between Chongming and Zi Ling'er and Hua Xinyue was also very average.

When Chongming walked in front of Zi Ling'er, he smiled handsomely, posed with his immature cheeks and made a very noble appearance, and threw a wink at Zi Ling'er and Hua Xinyue, at that time, there were girls of the same age who looked up to him and liked him......

"Cut~" Zi Ling'er and Hua Xinyue both muttered softly, and their expressions were slightly disgusted as they watched Chongming pass by the two of them, which was Zi Ling'er and Hua Xinyue's first impression of Chongming......

As time passed, it was soon Zi Ling'er's turn, Hua Xinyue was in front of Zi Ling'er, and said a little nervously: "If you don't have a spirit sword and are willing to follow me, what should I do?" Hua Xinyue's aggrieved little face was about to cry, and Zou frowned.

After all, Zi Ling'er's talent was very good at that time, and she was far from Zi Ling'er, if she couldn't get a spirit sword with a sword spirit, she was afraid that she would be farther and farther away from Zi Ling'er in the future, she was afraid!

Zi Ling'er immediately clenched the white and tender little hand of the flower heart. Zi Ling'er shook it and found that Hua Xinyue's palm was like a cold pool, and then looked at Hua Xinyue and smiled helplessly, rubbing Hua Xinyue's hand, as if she wanted to transfer energy to Hua Xinyue.

He opened Hua Xinyue's palm again and blew into Hua Xinyue's palm. She blinked her big smart eyes and smiled comfortingly, "I'll give you a little bit of my good luck so that you can meet a sword with a sword spirit......"

"Hmm!" Hua Xinyue's eyes were slightly moist, her smile gradually brightened, and she nodded confidently, and then she took a trembling but confident step and walked in this cave full of swords......

A sharp sword, like a hedgehog's thorn, was inserted straight into the sword pool, and Hua Xinyue felt a chill in her heart. She slowly passed through the ordinary iron sword area, and seeing that there was no reaction in the sword pool, Hua Xinyue took a breath.

She almost became an outer disciple...... Fortunately, it is not an iron sword.

As he passed by the Spirit Sword Pool, a Spirit Sword trembled, as if in response to the arrival of the Flower Heart Moon.

Hua Xinyue was immediately startled, and timidly used her spiritual power to collect it, and the spirit sword flew towards Hua Xinyue, it was a spirit sword, or the white star sword ranked eighth in the spirit sword, and the white star sword obediently fell into her hands.

Immediately, Hua Xinyue took the White Star Sword in her hand as if she had won a treasure, and gently stroked the sword body of the White Star Sword, and a cold chill gradually entered her fingertips, making Hua Xinyue, who was stunned for a second, come back to her senses, and this chill made Hua Xinyue feel that this was not a dream~

"Ling'er...... Ling'er! I succeeded, this sword is a spirit sword, the White Star Sword! ”

Zi Ling'er raised a smile and hurriedly ran over. She wanted to celebrate Hua Xinyue, the moment she entered this cave. All the swords with spirituality were slowly trembling in response to Zi Ling'er.

Zi Ling'er was taken aback by this scene, and then turned her head to look at the master of Guan Jian Chi on the side.

"Master? This ......" the soft voice was mixed with a hint of fear.

Naturally, Master didn't know the situation: "It's the first time I've seen this kind of scene......

Suddenly, all the swords trembled as if they were afraid, and slowly calmed down.

Seeing that in the holy sword pool, a beam of light was extremely dazzling, Zi Ling'er felt an inexplicable kind response, Zi Ling'er walked into the holy sword pool curiously, and saw the Ziling sword with a silver-white body and a strange purple gem inlaid at the end of the sword.

The position of the Ziling Sword was so inconspicuous that it seemed to be hidden among those holy swords, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't find its existence at all. Because the Ziling Sword was more slender than ordinary swords, and the silver white of her sword body seemed to echo the brightness of the cave.

The silver light lined the purple gem on the hilt of the Ziling Sword with a particularly obvious lining, and the purple gem also seemed to emit a slight purple light, rendering a purple light around the Ziling Sword......

The Ziling Sword flew out of the scabbard and circled around Zi Ling'er, as if looking at Zi Ling'er, and then stood straight in front of Zi Ling'er.

Zi Ling'er felt the kindness of the Ziling Sword, so she stretched out her hand to touch the Ziling Sword.

Suddenly, the Ziling Sword grazed a hole in Zi Ling'er's finger, Zi Ling'er felt a pain in her finger, and a drop of blood fell. It happened to drip on the gem of the Ziling Sword, and then the brilliant purple light lit up, and Zi Ling'er's eyes gradually changed from black deep pupils. The darkness in her eyes faded like a black mist, revealing a mysterious purple, which was faintly purple and loomed with the black.

At this moment, the Ziling Sword shook in the air as if it recognized Zi Ling'er, and then obediently fell into Zi Ling'er's hands.

At the moment when Zi Ling'er's hands caught it, Zi Ling'er's eyes gradually faded from the purple that appeared to the beginning of the pitch black.

And all of this was seen in Elder Yunshan's eyes, he just pursed his somewhat dry lips, and then showed a smile......

Everyone was stunned, and more disciples were stunned.

"Actually...... Ziling Sword! The Ziling Sword in the first place! ”

"This is true genius!"

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