Wan Zhou held the Xuanying Sword, his heart was full of excitement and excitement, he completely forgot the unhappiness just now, and his heart was even more determined to cultivate hard and be worthy of this sword.

All the disciples also surrounded the evening boat with envy, and looked at the Xuanying Sword cautiously.

Yun Ninglu's face changed and changed, she never thought that Jiang Qingwan would actually give Wanzhou such a good thing, this is something she has always dreamed of!

Yun Ninglu bit her lip, her eyes fell on Wanzhou, and her eyes burst out with a strong resentment.

Jiang Qingwan saw that everyone's attention was not focused on the battle just now, and she was also relieved.

"Okay, then you can continue to practice the sword, and remember not to let any of the disciples get hurt before the big competition." Jiang Qingwan said.

The disciples hurriedly said respectfully, "Yes, Senior Sister! "

Jiang Qingwan turned to leave, and a group of people followed Jiang Qingwan for a while.

Yun Ninglu's eyes stared at Jiang Qingwan's back in the distance.

........

Jiang Qingwan returned to her hut, took out the silver dust sword, and began to drip blood to recognize the master.

This superb immortal weapon is no better than a pseudo-immortal weapon, Jiang Qingwan can even feel that the emotions of this sword seem to be a little resistant, and she doesn't want to drip blood with herself to recognize the master.

"You reject my blood so much?" Jiang Qingwan looked at the sword in her hand and raised her eyebrows.

The body of the silver dust sword trembled, as if he understood Jiang Qingwan's words, the tip of the sword pointed at Jiang Qingwan, and the blade was glowing with a cold glow.

A smile rose at the corner of Jiang Qingwan's mouth, and her palm slapped on the Silver Dust Sword, and suddenly bright red blood flowed into the Silver Dust Sword, merging with the Silver Dust Sword.

A dazzling silver light shone on the Silver Dust Sword, and a wisp of white mist floated out of the sword's body.

Jiang Qingwan frowned slightly when she saw the changes in the Silver Dust Sword, what happened to this sword? How did it come to be like this?

At this time, the sword body suddenly emitted a strong white sword aura, the sword aura soared to the sky, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to below zero, and the entire room was shrouded in a thick layer of frost, Jiang Qingwan couldn't help but shudder.

Looking at Jiang Qingwan's actions, the sword qi on the sword body became more and more vigorous, and a huge coercion swept over, Jiang Qingwan only felt uncomfortable, and even breathing became difficult.

Jiang Qingwan looked at the sword qi that was getting stronger and stronger, not to be outdone, pinched the trick in her hand, and mobilized her own true yuan to compete with the sword qi on the sword.

The two powerful forces collided, and Jiang Qingwan only felt as if the meridians in her body were about to be shattered, and a fishy sweetness surged up in her throat.

Jiang Qingwan hurriedly adjusted the meridians and suppressed the surging fishy sweetness, Jiang Qingwan secretly said in her heart: "What happened to this sword?" How did you suddenly become so irritable! "

"Buzz!!"

The Silver Dust Sword trembled violently, the white sword qi on the sword body became more and more vigorous, and the sword qi became more and more hot.

Jiang Qingwan felt the heat coming from the sword body, and couldn't help but sigh at the strangeness of this sword.

"Poof!"

Jiang Qingwan felt that the true yuan in her body was stagnant, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, Jiang Qingwan hurriedly reined in the true yuan, stabilized her mind, and secretly called luck in her heart, fortunately she controlled herself in time, otherwise this blow would definitely hit her hard.

"That's amazing!" Jiang Qingwan sighed and said, this sword really has its own sword spirit, it seems that it should not be so simple to recognize the master by dripping blood.

After all, he is only in the late stage of Bigu, and it is normal for this silver dust sword to look down on him.

One person and one sword stalemate for a moment, and finally Jiang Qingwan sighed helplessly: "Okay, if you don't want to confess the Lord with blood, I won't force you." ”

The Silver Dust Sword also seemed to know that it had won, and let out a crisp sword roar, flew up, and was suspended in midair.

Jiang Qingwan looked at the silver dust sword flying in the air, and her face showed a trace of helplessness.

Jiang Qingwan closed her eyes and breathed, and when she opened her eyes after a stick of incense, the helplessness on her face had disappeared, replaced by a faint joy.

The silver dust sword was suspended in mid-air, and a thin layer of white mist was emitted on the light blue sword body, which looked very beautiful, exuding a faint silver halo, flashing like stars in the sky.

Slowly the halo became lighter and lighter, as if he was tired, and slowly fell to the ground motionless, Jiang Qingwan picked up the silver dust sword and put it into the space ring, because he did not recognize the master, so there was not much energy that could be used by the sword spirit.

The silver dust sword is unwilling, and Jiang Qingwan will not take advantage of the danger of others to forcibly drip blood to recognize the master.

Jiang Qingwan had nothing to do, so she put everything in the storage bag in the space ring, after all, the things in the space ring can't be snatched away by others, and the storage bag is really easy to be killed and overlooked.

As I put it away, I suddenly found the black egg in the corner, which had a pale blue halo since the day I was in the market, and it has been lifeless until now.

Jiang Qingwan sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to accept her fate, it looked like she was just an ordinary egg.

Who knew that after being placed in the space ring, the egg was shaky, and suddenly suspended in the space ring, absorbing the energy of all the remaining ice pattern stones, and a trace of light blue light appeared on the originally lifeless eggshell, as if it was absorbing nutrients from the outside world.

After absorbing all the ice pattern stones, the luster on the surface of this egg became brighter and brighter, and mysterious patterns faintly appeared on the eggshell, like traces of swimming.

Jiang Qingwan looked distressed at the Ice Pattern Xuanshi that had absorbed all the energy, all of them had turned into piles of ordinary stones, and now they were really bankrupt!

After absorbing all the Ice Pattern Stones, this egg was not enough, and even took the initiative to roll to the side of the Spirit Heart Plate, and stood up unceremoniously.

The Spiritual Heart Disc began to operate, providing the black egg with double aura, causing its volume to expand rapidly, and the black egg was covered with ancient runes and patterns.

Jiang Qingwan watched in silence as this black egg had gone from just seven hundred spirit stones to absorbing so many ice pattern Xuanshi and dominating the spirit heart plate, gradually raising its value with its own strength.

Jiang Qingwan covered her heart painfully: "Although I don't know what you can hatch, but you are really a loser!" ”

..........

Yun Ninglu looked at Su Mubai crying, her eyes were full of tears, and her pitiful appearance was pitiful.

Su Mubai looked at the cloud condensation of pear blossoms with rain in front of him, and a feeling of helplessness rose in his heart.

"Did Master give Senior Sister a pseudo-immortal weapon? Why don't you dare admit it? I see it all today! Yun Ninglu choked, tears sliding down her cheeks.

Yun Ninglu looked at Su Mubai and asked with a sad face, her voice full of grievances.

Su Mubai had a headache, he hadn't been out of the door for the past few days, when did he give Jiang Qingwan a pseudo-immortal weapon again? How could the Xuanyang Sect have so many spirit stones.