This is the result of her careful consideration, because of Jun Xin's relationship, she thought about not letting this spirit sword be dusted and taking her out of the sky again.

It's just that in that case, I'm afraid that this spirit sword will only be obscure.

Back then, how powerful Jun Xin used this spirit sword and made a name for herself, she didn't know. But she knew that if this spirit sword was in her hands, this signboard would be smashed.

Well, she's very self-aware.

The spirit sword seemed to understand what she meant, and although it was reluctant, it still nodded at her and slowly flew back to its sword body.

The blade shook slightly, slowly returning to calm.

The sword is like a person, and Jun Xin's former spirit sword is also as gentle and elegant as her, polite and courteous.

Cheng Zhaozhao sighed helplessly.

It's strange that Jun Xin's remnant soul dissipated that day, how did this spirit sword sense her breath?

Could it be that the remnant soul of Junxin is still there?

This idea was soon rejected by Cheng Zhaozhao again, if Jun Xin was still there, I am afraid that this spirit sword would not be able to leave so easily.

In just a few moments, the sword spirit of these spirit swords was turned upside down.

Whoosh!

Streams of light and shadow crossed in front of her eyes, from one end to the other, setting off waves of turbulent aura fluctuations.

Cheng Zhaozhao hurriedly said: "Stop, stop." ”

The sword spirits didn't listen to her at all, and it seemed that they had forgotten the original intention of fighting at all.

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't know that as a sword spirit, although he had been in the spirit sword all year round, if he started fighting, he would only stop if he had a good time.

In particular, these sword spirits do not have masters, and their actions are all according to their own preferences.

Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't stop it, so he had to climb up the spirit stone pile and personally pull out the spirit sword he wanted.

She came to a snow-white spirit sword, this spirit sword exudes a very pure sword aura in the deep mountains, a little ignorant of the world, as if it has just been created, and this sword spirit is hanging high above the sword body, so she did not come to her side, nor did she participate in the fight of those sword spirits.

It's just that the closer she got to it, the more Cheng Zhaozhao could feel the goodness of this spirit sword towards her, faintly excited, and hummed softly.

Cheng Zhaozhao stretched out his hand and shook it, the tentacles were warm and comfortable.

The moment she held it, the sword spirits who were fighting in mid-air all stopped, and they all turned around to 'look' at Cheng Zhaozhao.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and there was a faint murderous aura in the air.

Cheng Zhaozhao's heart tightened, and a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead.

These sword spirits seemed to suddenly exude a murderous aura, and if they had eyes, they would definitely be glaring at her viciously at this moment.

Cheng Zhaozhao tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand and tried to pull it out, but the spirit sword loosened slightly.

But she didn't want to loosen up, causing all the sword spirits floating in the air to rush over in unison, so frightened that the sword spirit in her hand 'swooped' and dodged back to the spirit sword.

"Why are you so cowardly?"

After that, no matter how Cheng Zhaozhao pulled it, this spirit sword didn't move at all.

"You guys, you guys gang up to bully the sword!" Cheng Zhaozhao swallowed his saliva and turned over from the spirit stone, this rich murderous aura dissipated, and those spirit swords fought again.

Immediately afterwards, no matter which spirit sword Cheng Zhaozhao pulls out, these sword spirits will join forces and rush over with great vigour, forcing the selected sword spirit to hide back in the spirit sword.

After several experiments, Cheng Zhaozhao wanted to cry without tears, and these sword spirits wanted her to pull out one by one, but the other sword spirits couldn't see her pull out the spirit sword.

"Don't you want me to go home empty-handed?"

Empty-handed-and-returned, these four words were still lingering in his ears, and Cheng Zhaozhao was dragged out by an invisible force, and was sent out of the sword pool in an instant.

Cheng Zhaozhao stretched out his hand and stared at the entrance of the closed stone tablet.

Deacon Yuan, who saw Cheng Zhaozhao come out empty-handed, was also puzzled.

"You... Didn't choose the Spirit Sword?" Deacon Yuan couldn't help but glance at Cheng Zhaozhao.

No, this little friend is also a disciple of Tianchen Zhenjun, how could he not be chosen by the Spirit Sword?

Cheng Zhaozhao came back to his senses: "Deacon Yuan, I haven't chosen it yet? Why did I get out?"

"Three hours have passed, and no matter whether or not you have chosen a good spirit sword, you will be teleported out. Deacon Yuan glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao: "Is there too many spirit swords in it, too many eyes?"

When he said this, he felt that Cheng Zhaozhao was also one of those disciples who were too greedy, so he would be dazzled by the tens of thousands of high-grade spirit swords below.

Cheng Zhaozhao was surprised: "There is still a time limit? Why didn't Deacon Yuan tell me earlier?"

Deacon Yuan sighed and said, "Deacon didn't say anything?"

Every disciple who enters the sword pool, he will remind him, didn't he just say it?

Cheng Zhaozhao drooped his eyelids: "I didn't say it." ”

Deacon Yuan recalled carefully, as if he had just thought about too many things, and he really forgot to remind him.

Coughing lightly, Deacon Yuan said embarrassedly: "When you are old, many things are easy to forget. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao let out a breath: "Can you still go in?"

Deacon Yuan smiled and said, "Of course—"

Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes lit up.

"-No, you can't. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao almost vomited blood, the villain in her heart splashed and rolled wildly, closed her eyes, and her face was restrained, and she pretended to be indifferent: "Okay." There is Deacon Lao Yuan. ”

Deacon Yuan couldn't help but be curious: "Why is there no sword?"

Cheng Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows and explained: "The main reason is that at the beginning, the juniors couldn't choose it themselves, and then those sword spirits were too cruel, and they didn't let me choose ......."

Spread her hands, in short, she returned empty-handed.

Cheng Zhaozhao slandered, he knew that this was the case, so he just pulled it out and brought it out at the beginning.

"The sword spirit is ferocious... Those?" Deacon Yuan didn't seem to understand what she meant.

Cheng Zhaozhao immediately told the sword spirits of the dozens of spirit swords to fight, and they were colluding.

At the end, he said: "The junior just wanted them to fight, and whoever wins, I will take whoever out." I didn't think about it, and I didn't think about it. ”

Deacon Yuan glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao with a strange look in his eyes: "Let's go, you go out by yourself." ”

"Oh. Cheng Zhaozhao sighed and saluted Deacon Yuan.

After walking out a few steps, he was stopped by Deacon Yuan again.

He said: "There is a sentence for a little friend. ”

"Deacon Yuan, please speak. Cheng Zhaozhao's attitude is admitted.

Deacon Yuan said, "Honesty is a virtue. ”

After saying this, Deacon Yuan turned around and left, leaving Cheng Zhaozhao messy in the wind.

Honesty – it's a virtue!

So you don't believe what she says at all?

"Deacon Yuan, what I said is true, those sword spirits...... Played ...... Cruel. ”

The last few words gradually whispered, because Deacon Yuan's figure had long since disappeared into the verandah.

"It's so angry!" but keep smiling.

Cheng Zhaozhao's gasping breath lifted her bangs, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Mu Shengxun, who she hadn't seen for a long time, standing around the corner.

Cheng Zhaozhao stepped forward a few steps and saluted: "Senior Brother Mu... Uh, Uncle Mu. ”