"Senior Brother Qiu"!

Seeing Qiu Zhishui turn around and prepare, Lin Xiao couldn't help but stop him and asked, "Senior Brother Qiu, do you want to change your clothes?"

"There's no need!" said Qiu Zhishui.

"Hmph!" Du Xuan'er sneered again. "Senior Brother Lin, do you think that just his appearance is a piece of clothing that can make up for it? Let's go, there must be a good show to watch today. ”。

Lin Xiao shook his head, although Du Xuan'er's words were not listened to, but he also told the truth. The current Senior Brother Qiu really can't change anything with just one piece of clothing.

Qiu Zhishui, who was walking in front, didn't say a word, and walked slowly with heavy steps. But, is that really the case? Absolutely not.

At this moment, in the sea of his divine consciousness, the surging spiritual power was running wildly, and the energy storm was raging his dantian, and only he knew what kind of pain he was experiencing at this time.

"Boy, if it weren't for your power to restrain me, that little girl would have been torn apart by me just now. "In the sea of divine consciousness of Qiu Zhishui, a beautiful woman in white floated cross-legged, and opposite her was the natal god of Qiu Zhishui, dressed in a green cloth robe, floating on the same knees, standing opposite to the woman.

"Squire Sword, as a sword spirit, you shouldn't have such a murderous aura. Qiu Zhishui said.

The sword glanced at Qiu Zhishui on the other side, and said slowly: "How many years, you are the first person to make the divine sword sense, I am reluctant to kill you." You can't let me borrow this body for tens of thousands of years, and when I find the original owner, I will definitely return it, and give you a peerless cultivation. Why are you fighting with me on this sea of divine consciousness? It's been three years, do you really think you can wipe me out?"

Qiu Zhishui glanced at the woman in white in front of him lightly, "I never thought of erasing your spiritual sense. But on the contrary, you don't have to use big words to press me, you are trapped in the sea of my divine consciousness, and you share a body and a soul with me, how can you kill me. It's the same way, like I can't kill you. ”。

"You can't kill it, but you can subdue it. The sword snapped out the words from between his teeth.

"Hahaha..."

Qiu Zhishui laughed and said: "Then it depends on their respective abilities, to see who subdues whom."

Three years ago, Qiu Zhishui and the eight monks of the Demon Gate fought against Wushan Fan Cliff, and Qiu Zhishui injured the three of them in the end, and they were seriously injured and unconscious, thinking that they would definitely die. But I didn't expect to be rescued by someone, and finally was sent to the wooden sword gate. Who saved himself, this is a mystery, and Qiu Zhishui himself doesn't know.

But when he woke up, he found that there was an uninvited guest in front of him in the sea of consciousness.

In the words of the sword, she was originally a spirit in the sword, and she had been asleep. Three years ago, somehow woke up leisurely, and finally left the body, and the ghost sent the god into the sea of divine consciousness in the autumn water, and finally was trapped not to mention, and because he was trapped in the other party's divine consciousness, he lost contact with the body. As a last resort, I want to choose the compromise method of 'seizing away' to get out of the predicament.

It's a surefire thing. However, the autumn stop water in front of him is really hateful, and he only left a wisp of remnant spirit to control his body, and almost fought with himself in a lose-lose style. This bucket is three years.

This is also the reason why outsiders have come to the autumn to stop the water cultivation as a regression, like a fool.

The spiritual power storm in the sea of divine consciousness kept colliding with each other, and finally gradually calmed down, and ended with the two of them being indistinguishable.

The two of them stopped fighting at the same time.

The sword glanced at Qiu Zhishui angrily, muttered a few words, and said, "Hey, you kid is still in the mood to fight with me here." Listen to you, Senior Brother Lin, there is some bullshit person from the Ethereal Peak who has come to propose marriage to your friend. You don't have to worry at all, you have been called a 'foolish brother' in the past three years, do you still have the confidence to be able to keep others?"

Qiu Zhishui smiled slightly, and did not take the other party's sarcasm to heart. According to his observations in the past few years, this sword spirit is actually not a traitor, on the contrary, his temperament is clean and simple, and he is a little naughty and cute. After three years of getting along, Qiu Zhishui has a very clear understanding of her temperament.

"Your words and deeds are not at all like those of me who are cultivators. Could it be that all the cultivators in ancient times were like this?" said Qiu Zhishui with a smile.

The sword clasped his hands around his chest and said leisurely: "Ancient, that's ...... Forget it, I can't talk to you. That's it, I won't fight today. At the end, he became impatient and waved his hand to close his eyes.

"I can't tell you that my little lady is a little forgetful because she has slept for too long," Shi Jian said in his heart, those fragmented memories were not enough to support a complete fragment in Shi Jian's mind, so she didn't continue. What impressed me the most was ..... It is.... Can't remember it again.

The sword knocked on his head and gave up helplessly.

Qiu Zhishui looked at the girl in white in front of him and smiled bitterly. He also didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse for the sword to break into his divine consciousness, and his cultivation in the past three years had improved by leaps and bounds because of the constant battle with the sword, but the other party was also constantly strengthening, and he was always between him and him, so that he was helpless. At the moment, he only has a wisp of remnant soul to control his body, and outsiders do seem to be no different from 'fools', and in this case, Zhou Mei is likely to empathize and say goodbye.

Lin Xiao's words were secretive, as if things were not as simple as he said.

"Forget it, with the sword in my hand, I can't do anything at the moment. Let's take it one step at a time," Qiu Zhishui thought to himself.

After a short time, the three of them came to the main hall of the front mountain.

"Master of the Honor. Senior Brother Qiu is here. Lin Xiao and Du Xuan'er saluted the people of Qingxi Dao.

"Disciple Qiu Zhishui, meet the master!" Although Qiu Zhishui is a wisp of remnant soul controlling the body, he is not really a fool.

Qingxi Daoren glanced at Qiu Zhishui and suddenly wondered, why is this kid's momentum so thick now? It is completely different from three years ago.

And it's no wonder. He had been in retreat for nearly a year and had never seen this apprentice he loved at the beginning, so how could he know that Qiu Zhishui's cultivation was advancing rapidly, even if it was a wisp of remnant soul, it should not be underestimated. Ordinary people naturally can't see the clues, but how can they not notice that their cultivation is as deep as Qingxi.

However, when he saw Qiu Zhishui in sloppy clothes, he was immediately angry in his heart, and he didn't think about anything else. He waved his hand angrily. "That's it, step aside!".

Like the people of Qingxi Dao, after Qiu Zhishui entered the main hall, Liuye Zhenren also had a heartbeat.

Since the moment Qiu Zhishui entered the door, Liuye Zhenren has been looking at each other, wanting to see what the young man who has changed from amazing talent to fool in the mouth of this group is like. He looked from above to down, from the outside to the inside, and gradually frowned. Secretly, is this son's cultivation really ruined? Then why is there a unique momentum between his demeanor and gestures?

Not good, not good. I'm afraid that this wooden sword gate wants to do something at the Chashan Dao Conference. I'll give him a try.

"Haha! In another three years, it will be the tea mountain on the road. I don't know if this person is going?" asked Liuye Zhenren.

The 'Chashan Commentary' he refers to is a spiritual event held every 50 years by righteous path practitioners, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a discussion of the Tao, but in fact it is a competition of various forces. In recent years, almost all of them have been one-man shows of the four major sects, each of which has its own wins and losses, and the position of the leader of the righteous path has become more and more entrenched, and the rest of the sects have been difficult to shake their edge for a while.

How did the people of Qingxi Dao know that he mistook Qiu Zhishui for a master of returning to the basics, but he was making fun of himself. The boss in his heart was unhappy, and said gloomily: "Go, not a disciple, it's good to go and have a long experience." ”。

"Very good, very good" Seeing the reaction of the Qingxi Dao people, the six leaves of the real person began to doubt. Are you worrying too much?

Poof!

A disciple on the side laughed and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, the master really treats you well, and your cultivation is completely ruined." Knowing that it would be a waste of time for you to go, I still asked you to go for a long time. I haven't thanked the master yet. ”。

Du Xuan'er also teased at this time: "Yes, Senior Brother Qiu, don't thank you soon." ”。

Zhou Mei watched coldly from the sidelines, only hoping that Qiu Zhishui would be as embarrassing as possible, and finally made him ashamed of himself. In this way, if Senior Brother Qin Wuyi comes after a while, he will be able to see the gap between the two more clearly, and he will be more sure of withdrawing from the marriage.

"I'm going to slaughter them," the sword suddenly thundered.

"I'm not angry, what are you angry about" Qiu Zhishui rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to want your life, and these people want your face. Don't you know that a soldier can be killed but not humiliated? The sword was indignant.

This sentence was so speechless that the water was speechless.

Roar......

Suddenly, a roar entered the main hall. The sound shook everyone's clothes, and the ears of several disciples who were slightly worse in cultivation began to buzz.

Everyone was shocked and went out of the hall one after another. I saw a gray beast struggling to lie on the ground in the square outside. The beast was more than a man tall, with black hair all over. Lion's head and antlers, tiger's eyes and hard hooves. Everyone recognized this as a unicorn, a wounded unicorn.

The unicorn was lying on the ground, and although its cry was fierce, its body was already seriously injured, and blood was constantly flowing out, and it was red for a long time.

Next to this unicorn stood a heroic young man, with a face like a crown of jade, eyes like stars, and a white outfit that added to his handsomeness. Zhou Mei immediately smiled when she saw this young man, and stepped forward to snuggle up with him. Obviously, this person was the Ethereal Peak disciple Qin Wuyi.

"Sure enough, it's a talent," Qingxi Daoren, and all the disciples of Mujian Sect praised from the bottom of their hearts. Turning his head to look at Qiu Zhishui again, the gap between the two was clear at a glance.

Everyone thinks that Zhou Mei can withdraw from the marriage, which is really the common feeling of people.

Qiu Zhishui also saw that Qin had no intention, but he didn't have time to care about it too much.

"Ink unicorn. Didn't expect it to be alive?" the voice of the sword exploded in Qiu Zhishui's mind again. "Boy, help me save it. ”。