Chapter 92: Self-justification

Lin Xuanyue couldn't help but be a little anxious when she saw that Mu Jianyun's side would obviously not be able to solve the problem for a while.

Zhang Xuanji shook Lin Xuanyue's hand and signaled that the other party should not worry, came to Tang Xiaohuan's side and asked, "Senior sister, how do you feel?"

Tang Xiaohuan's beautiful eyes swept Zhang Xuanji's glance slightly, and his beautiful face was full of coldness: "Don't ask me if it's okay, just ask!

At the same time as Tang Xiaohuan's words fell, the powerful spiritual power around his body gushed out wildly.

In the boiling and tumbling lava, the golden mangs suddenly flourished, and the golden mangs burst out from the surging magma.

The next moment, a golden streamer flew out of the lava, and the extremely brilliant golden light reflected the entire spiritual artifact pool into gold, instantly making the world in front of everyone's eyes a golden expanse.

The golden streamer flashed away, flew into the cabin through the round hole, and was grabbed by Tang Xiaohuan in his hand.

On the sword-seeking platform, countless people exclaimed.

"it! It's a success! Another ground-level spirit weapon has succeeded in recognizing the master!"

"Another earth-level spiritual weapon has appeared! It seems that this time the sect is more lively!"

"Damn, the golden light just now dazzled my eyes, and I don't know if my phone took a picture!"

"It's so handsome! I witnessed the scene of the birth of a ground-level spirit weapon!"

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Mu Jianyun stared at the long sword in Tang Xiaohuan's hand, his eyes widened and he felt a little incredible.

"Success?"

So quickly let the ground-level spirit weapon recognize the master?

Isn't that too fast?

At this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in Mu Jianyun's heart!

If there was no interference from Li Jianchen, Tang Xiaohuan continued to persevere, maybe he would awaken the heaven-level spirit weapon?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Mu Jianyun was startled by himself!

You must know that since the establishment of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, in the records of the Sword Pavilion, in addition to the previous sect masters of this sect, only thirty-two people have awakened the heaven-level spirit weapons in the spirit weapon pool and successfully recognized the master.

In their time, these thirty-two people were all peerless powerhouses in the proud world.

Two of these thirty-two are now in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

One of them is Lin Jianbai, the master of the Sword Pavilion!

His sword has not been born for a long time since the defeat of the Holy Land of Reincarnation, but the name of Longquan is feared by everyone in the world!

The other person is the first Wu Cao of today's Kunmai!

The Xuanyu Mirror obtained by Wu Cao from the Spirit Weapon Pool was a heaven-level spirit weapon, known as the strongest defensive magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Later, the Xuanyu Mirror was refined by her, and it was perfectly integrated into the first treasure golden phoenix armor that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Kun vein.

Mu Jianyun shook his head and shook off the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

He came to Tang Xiaohuan and congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations!"

Tang Xiaohuan was holding a silver-white long sword in his hand.

The sword is three feet two long, and there is a faint image of a sea of clouds churning on the sword body, and the blade is sharp, blooming with a chilling feeling.

Tang Xiaohuan looked at the long sword in his hand with a pair of beautiful eyes, obviously he couldn't put it down: "Good sword! Good sword! It just so happens that my aunt and grandmother lack a good sword!"

"Congratulations, Senior Sister!" Lin Xuanyue said aloud.

"This sword is good!" Zhang Xuanji also nodded and said.

"That's a must!"

Tang Xiaohuan's delicate little face was full of pride.

Mu Jianyun stared at the long sword in Tang Xiaohuan's hand and looked at it carefully, and his eyes gradually showed a look of surprise: "It's actually this sword!"

"Elder Yun knows this sword?" Tang Xiaohuan was a little surprised.

Mu Jianyun smiled and nodded: "A few days ago, Bai Shaotang, the first personal disciple of the Redemption Vein, got a ground-level spiritual weapon Baiyun Canglan Sword in this spiritual weapon pool!"

"At that time, it happened that I was helping to register, and when I was looking through the classics to check the origin of the Baiyun Canglan Sword, I happened to see this sword in your hand now! Because this sword is quite related to the Baiyun Canglan Sword, I paid attention to it at that time!"

"What?" Tang Xiaohuan frowned slightly.

Zhang Xuanji and Lin Xuanyue glanced at each other, their expressions were also strange, and they had a faint bad premonition.

Sure enough, Mu Jianyun's next words confirmed the two of them's guesses.

Mu Jianyun pointed to the long sword in Tang Xiaohuan's hand and continued: "The sword in your hand is called the White Mist Canghai Sword, and it is made by the same person as the Baiyun Canglan Sword!"

"The Baiyun Canglan Sword is the sword of one of the Ridge Masters of my sect, but this White Mist Canghai Sword is the sword of that Ridge Lord!"

Mu Jianyun spoke excitedly, not noticing Tang Xiaohuan's increasingly ugly face at all.

"I think this White Mist Canghai Sword should have sensed that the Baiyun Canglan Sword had chosen the master to be born, so he chose you as the master to be born!"

Mu Jianyun looked at Tang Xiaohuan and said with a kind smile: "By the way, I don't know if you know Bai Shaotang?" Judging from the fact that you got this sword, I think you seem to have a lot of fate between you......

Mu Jianyun's words came to an abrupt end, and he had always been good at observing words and feelings, and he finally found out that something was wrong at this moment!

Just now, I was just excited to introduce this sword, and when I saw Tang Xiaohuan's gloomy face at this moment, how could I not understand that there was something in the middle!

Mu Jianyun suddenly turned around and walked towards the cab, muttering and scolding: "Li Jianchen, this bastard!

Lin Xuanyue looked at Tang Xiaohuan and persuaded loudly: "Senior sister, what you have in your hand is just a sword, don't care too much!"

Tang Xiaohuan looked at Lin Xuanyue and shook his head and said, "But I feel panicked in my heart!"

Zhang Xuanji said seriously: "Senior Sister Jiu, the sword is just a foreign object, and being caught in your hand is your weapon, as for its origin, it doesn't matter where it comes from!"

Tang Xiaohuan stared at Zhang Xuanji and suddenly asked, "If you were me, what would you do?"

Zhang Xuanji spread his hands and said with a smile: "I don't care! I just lack weapons, use this first!"

Tang Xiaohuan looked at Zhang Xuanji and shook his head: "No! This is not your true words! You are just comforting me!"

Zhang Xuanji was happy: "Why isn't this my sincere words? You yourself said that you lack a suitable weapon, and besides, it is not easy to get a ground-level spirit weapon, you look at how many people in the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect have a ground-level spirit weapon?"

Tang Xiaohuan glared at Zhang Xuanji and said, "Aren't you also very short of money now, but why don't you want that 100 million? Isn't that the same as picking it up for nothing! Look at how many people in the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect can have 100 million?"

Zhang Xuanji stared at Tang Xiaohuan with wide eyes, dumbfounded.

This one...... I really can't continue to make it up!

Tang Xiaohuan's move to attack his own shield with his own spear is indeed incomprehensible

If I continue to talk nonsense, I am afraid that it will be difficult to justify myself.

No!

Zhang Xuanji could only smile awkwardly at the moment: "Senior Sister Jiu, you must know that people and people think differently! There can be many different choices in the face of the same thing, there is no right or wrong in these things, you just need to have a clear conscience!"