The disciples guarding outside were checking the situation with some concern, and asked them to report to the other immortals to ask what the situation was, which caused the damage to the inner barrier of the weapon mound.

I saw a silver-blue phantom quickly slashing over the enchantment of the weapon mound, and after the silver-blue light and shadow crossed, the enchantment instantly closed.

Disciples: ???

It's too long!! There is a sword and I ran away!!

Qinghui quickly flew to Xie Feiran's original residence and circled around this immortal pavilion.

What to do if a weapon of mass destruction is found? Bring it back, beat him up, beat him up, and go back early!

Qinghui's interest this time was quite high, after all, this was a plane that could really beat people back.

She said that she would definitely have a chance to beat him down and make him follow her willingly.

Light coffee: ...... You, just be happy.

But Qinghui pounced.

There is no longer Xie Feiran's breath in the upper realm, and the shallow coffee probed along Xie Feiran's remaining breath, indicating that the other party had gone down to the tribulation early, because the time flow rate of the upper realm and the lower realm was different, and the other party had no news in the upper realm for a long time, and it was estimated that he was afraid that some ill-intentioned people would take advantage of this time to make a move on Xie Feiran, who was reincarnated in the lower realm, to hide the news.

And now, the other party is in the nether realm, and he should already be an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

Qinghui: ???

What's the trouble? What about the Spirit Sword-sama?

Said good weapons of mass destruction, said good about the first person in the immortal cultivation world???

Qianjia didn't dare to speak, and after silently helping Qinghui open the way to the nether realm, he shrank aside.

After all, the information of the plane is limited, and before entering the plane and coming into contact with these things, even she can't find out too much useful information.

Qinghui flew around in the air irritably, and finally almost smashed the things around Xie Feiran's Immortal Pavilion, which was to dissipate the anger.

Let you let the Spirit Sword Master run for nothing!

Then the blade of the sword turned and flew towards the passage opened by the shallow coffee.

***

Sword Sect.

Once every three years, the Sword Pavilion is opened to allow the disciples of the right age to choose the place where the spirit sword.

Open for three days and three nights.

Basically, all the disciples between the ages of twelve and fourteen had found a suitable spirit sword, and they came out of the Sword Pavilion with excitement on their faces, standing behind their master or senior brothers and sisters.

Waiting for the last person to come out of the Sword Pavilion.

When the door of the Sword Pavilion was about to close, a little boy dressed in the simplest costume of an outer disciple walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

He looks delicate and beautiful, even the coarse cloth outer door robe can't hide the luxurious atmosphere on the other party's body.

Obviously he is just a child with some qualifications from the town, but he is more delicate and good-looking than all the children of the Sword Sect, and there are many people in the sect who exclude each other.

It's just that the sword cultivation is not very demanding, and if the other party gets the favor of a good sword, then he can also turn over, so before everything is decided, the people around him will at most verbally mock two sentences.

But at the moment......

Seeing that the other party didn't take anything in his hand.

The Sword Sect Sect Master ordered the Sword Pavilion to be closed, and looked at the other party's eyes with a look of disappointment, "Send it to the Spirit Sect tomorrow." ”

The Sword Sect only cultivates swords, and disciples who can't get the Spirit Sword will eventually be sent to the lower level of the Spirit Sect.

At this moment, no one noticed that the sky quickly crossed a silver-blue light and shadow, too fast, as if running past, so it slid back irritably.

Stop in the air and observe in the dark.