The spiritual world has always been low-key in recent years, in addition to the spirit lord does not like all disputes, there is also the spiritual world people's calm and calm life and rest as always.

They are in charge of the flow of spiritual power, and if there is a spiritual riot that endangers the world, or the appearance of forbidden arts, and the spiritual power revival ritual once every thousand years, the spiritual world is responsible.

The abuse of spiritual power, the sacrifice of others, and the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, which absorbs the spiritual power that others deserve for their own use, are all under the control of the spiritual world.

In fact, the last time Mo Yuchen's spiritual power ran away, it should actually be under the control of the spirit world, but Mo Yuchen's spiritual power reaction was too huge, making the spirit world from the spirit lord to the elders, with a trace of sadness on their faces. It wasn't until they felt the aura of the spiritual power of the infatuated fire that they stopped writing a suicide note to divide the family property.

Oh, and then he also sent a bunch of spirit fruit trees that were special products of the spirit world to the name of the outer heavens, in fact, to thank the crazy fire for saving his life, although in the end they were all taken over by Chenxing and planted in his mansion.

Yun Feng'er was quite puzzled in her heart, a little unpleasant, but she still smiled faintly and said to the young man headed by her: "It is worthy of being the late generation that the spirit lord fancies, and his courage is commendable." ”

Oh, isn't it commendable for courage, the spirit lord is not angry in his heart, how much he admires and values the young man who is the leader, how much he wants to knock on his head at this moment to see what he thinks.

It's a pity that the young man didn't look at him at all, and even his teammates behind him didn't squint. They saluted Yun Feng'er, and silently watched the other teams around them scatter towards the special realms and families they represented, leaving only the fifteen of them standing in the center of the field.

Seeing that, Yun Feng'er silently gave Banfan, who was a little stunned, a "you look at it" look, and didn't say anything more, respecting the young man's choice.

Chenxing, who was sitting on Banfan's side, had schadenfreude in his eyes, and he whispered to Banfan who was not afraid of death: "Your Abi Sword and the two apprentices are all watching." “

Banfan didn't even give him half a look.

He temporarily put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, stood up calmly, and habitually borrowed his white and red oil-paper umbrella from Chenxing as a weapon.

In these years, he did not use weapons in informal settings. For example, when he needed to represent the Hundred Flowers Banquet, or when he needed to represent the Outer Heavens, he would borrow the white oil-paper umbrella with plum blossoms from Chenxing.

Chen Xing was already focused on these, what refining tools and alchemy, taming ** flow, were all within the scope of his involvement. This oil-paper umbrella came from the first hundred flowers banquet that Yu Chenxing participated in after he came to the outer heavens.

Newcomers outside the sky basically have to go through this once in order to be recognized by the immortals. This umbrella is the work of Chenxing at that time.

Later, I don't know when it became synonymous with semi-ordinary.

In addition to never refining that umbrella to recognize the Lord, every time he went out to war, this umbrella almost became a symbol of semi-ordinary warmth and jade.

In addition to Chenxing and Crazy Fire, there are also five people far away,

Almost everyone thinks that the gentle and dusty Half-Mortal Venerable, his natal spiritual weapon, is the spiritual umbrella.

Chenxing seems to be gloating, but as the forger of the spirit umbrella, he knows it better than anyone else.

Although the spirit umbrella is good, the sword spirit inside has been cultivated in the outer heaven for many years, and it is already much better than the Abi sword;

But in Banfan's heart, he is still one foot tall and one foot tall.

The name of the spirit umbrella is Bi Yuan, and the name was specially given by the crazy fire when he saw the half-fan dancing umbrella at that time.

Over the years, in addition to formal occasions, Bi Yuan has also been really pampered. The infatuated fire gave it a name, and also gave it a trace of the inheritance of an ancient artifact. The Great Heavenly Dao and Linghui Tianzun were full of guilt for it because Banfan had not refined it for a long time, and they gave it spirit stone treasures from time to time to help it cultivate; Even a few people who were far away silently opened up a separate space for it, and found plum blossom spirits from everywhere, making it practice quickly.

Crazy fire has calculated for it, after the blue duck transforms, it should be a girl who seems to be less than twenty years old.

But because he hasn't recognized the Lord yet, his gender and appearance have not really been determined, but he has just used a change technique to transform into the appearance of a girl he has seen on a formal occasion.

At this time, it was silently staying in the void of the star, calmly watching the half-mortal moves.

It watched as its hand stiffened unconsciously as its friend, who had worked with it many times, and then seemed to move towards Chenxing,

Maybe it was towards itself, it silently closed its eyes, and its mind was full of just half-ordinary eyes with comfort, tenderness, and apology.

It slowly opened its eyes, feeling a little relieved inexplicably, as if it knew that something was impossible after all, and finally ushered in a doomed result.

Maybe it's because it hasn't had an owner yet, so I can't describe this, a faint fulfillment and a feeling of relief alone.

Bi Yuan just looked at Banfan silently, looking at this friend who had worked together many times, slowly, walking down the steps, getting farther and farther away from the position it could see.

This gentle and cruel friend did not have his own spiritual weapon in his hands, but put his hands on his sides, calmly, step by step,

Finally made, the choice.

Bi Yuan has never lost, it's just,

I have never had a chance of winning in a half-ordinary gentleness.

I hope that one day, I will also usher in,

The most beautiful, the promise.