As soon as Ye Chuijin entered the sword washing pool, the fierce swords of the sword washing pool surrounded him.

Although her cultivation suppressed the Qi training, after all, it was not really the Qi training period, and some agile fierce swords swirled around her, and finally obediently sank back to the bottom of the pool, but there were also those who had a short opening and weak ferocity, and they used their instincts to test her with their swords.

Ye Chuijin took one of them with his hand, took the sword washing stone that Shen Yi had just held, and began to wash the sword like him.

Under the moonlight, the fairy in white stood in the sparkling water, her clothes wet by the clear pool water, her long ink-colored hair floated and sank in the water, and the dark red or mottled sword weapons surrounded her, revealing a dazzling beauty in the misty and cold fairy aura.

Shen Yi stared blankly.

Ye Chuijin turned his head after polishing the fierce sword in his hand, his eyebrows were cold, reflecting the water, like a bewitching succubus: "Do you see clearly?" ”

She frowned when she didn't get an answer when she asked this.

Only then did Shen Yi come back to his senses.

He lowered his head in a panic, and he didn't know if it was because he was afraid of the distraction just now, or he didn't dare to look at the beautiful scenery in front of him again: "It's stupid." ”

Ye Chuijin didn't say much, only picked up another sword from the pool, picked up the stone again and began to polish it.

Shen Yi took a deep breath before raising his head.

His eyes didn't move, just focused on her hand.

The hands were white and slender, and there was some strange rhythm when they stroked the sword.

As if he was afraid that he wouldn't understand, his master rarely said a few more words: "The sword has a spirit, and so does the fierce sword, each sword has its own veins, you can't use brute force to wash the sword, use your own spiritual power to touch it, feel the ferocity in its veins, and remove them." ”

Shen Yi often can't wash a sword in a day, but Ye Chuijin's two sentences of kung fu, the ferocity on the fierce sword in his hand has been eliminated.

Looking at her movements, Shen Yi came back to his senses.

His heart was beating wildly, and his eyes lit up little by little as he looked at the master in the pool.

Ye Chuijin finished washing the sword in his hand and looked at him: "Can you see it clearly this time?" ”

Shen Yi nodded.

Ye Chuijin walked out of the pool at this time.

The clothes on her original body were already wet in the pool, but as she walked out of the sword washing pool step by step, the aura steamed the wet clothes little by little, and when she stood beside Shen Yi again, the clothes on her body were all dry, and she became the first person of the righteous path who was alone again, as if the succubus under the moon just now was not her.

Ye Chuijin didn't have any look on her face, she waved her hand and sent Shen Yi to the sword washing pool, looking at him lightly.

Shen Yi understood what she meant, and hurriedly took out a sword from the pool in her style, took the sword washing stone, and released the spiritual power as she did just now.

With a "bang", the fierce sword in his hand saw that the spiritual power was becoming more and more fierce, and suddenly broke free from his hand, bringing a string of water waves and slipping away towards the bottom of the pool.

Shen Yi was splashed with the water drawn when the fierce sword slipped away, and stood in the pool in embarrassment.

Ye Chuijin looked at him, and then looked at the bright moon in the sky: "It's not too early, continue tomorrow." ”

With that, she turned around, and it looked like she was about to leave again.

Shen Yi's heart was beating wildly, and finally he shouted to her in a dumb voice: "Master! ”

Ye Chuijin paused, and half-turned his head.

Her cold face seemed to show some tenderness in the moonlight, Shen Yi took a deep breath and bowed down: "Master Xie for your guidance." ”

Ye Chuijin nodded coldly and left.

Shen Yi maintained a bowed posture, and it took a long time before he straightened up.

He looked in the direction Master had left, and two clusters of fire lit up in his eyes.