"This is it."

"Take a walk and try to use your spiritual power to resonate with these swords."

"The one with the strongest reaction is the sword that suits you best." Su He looked at the three of them.

Xiao Jingyi took the lead in using his spiritual power. After feeling the spiritual power, the swords around him started buzzing, echoing in the long, narrow and deep valley.

The Mufeng Sect monk nearby heard the sound and looked surprised.

"Did you hear the sound of the sword?"

"I heard it, this... means that the Sword Tomb is nearby! Hurry! Let's go in that direction."

The young man closed his eyes and walked around the sword ring to feel it. When he came to a long sword with a dark shell, he felt a tremor that almost hit his soul, making his heart tremble.

Is it Chengying?

No need to change anymore.

Su He put his fingertips on the sword and stroked it gently. A burning sensation came from the sword. It was a good sword.

Su He gave the three of them three different mind books.

"Go! Of course I want to go." Zhou Xuanming said every word: "Why not go?"

Zhou Xuanming used his spiritual power and finally chose a long sword that was all red, just like his blazing fire spiritual power.

"Of course." Su He gently patted the boy's back and comforted him.

Three people gathered together.

Zhou Xuanming came to Su He's door.

Xiao Jingyi closed the book and raised his eyes to look at his second junior brother.

Su He looked at the stubborn apprentice, and the young man patted him on the back: "The past is in the past. From now on, you will still have your master and your brothers and sisters. We are all your family."

Su He stepped forward and took the sword from Xiao Jingyi's hand.

Out of the secret realm of Xiaosan Mountain.

Mo Changsi glanced at Xiao Jingyi's sword, his eyes moved slightly: "What are you going to name this sword?"

Several people kept chattering, and Zhou Xuanming turned around with a slight frown on his long fingers.

It's a life-giving skill in Lingyuan Continent, but I didn't get such treatment in my previous life.

"Master, will you always treat me well?"

Zhou Xuan lifted up his clothes, sat next to Su He, and handed the sword to Su He.

Zhou Xuanming lowered his eyelashes: "I spent those years in Mu Feng Sect. Mu Feng's current sect leader, Mu Ronghe, is my biological father."

There were chaotic footsteps and conversations coming from the entrance of the Sword Tomb.

When the long sword fell into the hand, it had a rusty and rough texture.

Su He looked at Zhou Xuanming and hesitated to speak.

"How about calling me Chang Jiang?"

He opened his eyes suddenly and used his spiritual power to pull out the sword.

Mo Changsi chose a silver sword.

Mo Changsi smiled and shook his head.

Mo Changsi curled his lips: "If you want the Shadow Bearing Sword, it's better to ask her directly. After all, she was the one who gave it to me in the first place, so she must know it."

"Master, what do you think is a good name for her?"

Xiao Jingyi sat in front of the window stroking the sword: "I don't know."

The other party still didn't answer, and these brothers became more and more arrogant: "You guys, get out of the Sword Tomb, there is no place for you to stay here!"

Xiao Jingyi stood up suddenly and walked out of the room, his voice cold and stagnant: "No need."

Several disciples of the Mufeng Sect did not expect that they were ignored, and raised their voices: "You are from which sect, how dare you not reply? We are disciples of Elder Daoxuan of the Mufeng Sect!"

The three of them received the mental method and said in unison: "Thank you, Master."

"Which sect do you belong to?" The voice was full of arrogance.

"Do you have any issues with Mufeng Sect?"

Xiao Jingyi touched the upper blade of the sword with his long fingers and lowered his eyes: "That's it."

"Who are you? Why are you talking? Grandpa, I will teach you a lesson today." One of the Mufeng Sect disciples drew his sword and rushed forward.

But after getting used to it, Xiao Jingyi didn't want to change it again.

Zhou Xuanming sneered.

This room.

"Still not leaving?" Zhou Xuan glanced at several disciples and said coldly.

"Well, it's getting late, so you should go back and rest early."

He ducked out of the way, drew out his long sword, and stabbed the disciple in the abdomen.

"You are really sharp." Su He laughed.

Su He glanced at the few people leaving and said to his second disciple, "Let's continue choosing swords."

Zhou Xuanming turned his head and held Su He's hand, looking into the woman's eyes: "Master, there is no need to apologize. These... disciples don't care that much anymore."

Return to the disciple's residence.

"My master leaves the choice to you. Whether you are willing to contract with this sword or not depends on you."

It seemed that the second disciple hated the Mu Feng Sect disciples.

Zhou Xuanming leaned against the wall, watching him flip through the pages suspiciously, and couldn't help but say: "Don't worry, these three exercises are all real."

He should be very surprised when he sees me.

"This is it!" one of the disciples shouted.

Su He did not expect that there was such a past connection between the second disciple and the Mu Feng Sect.

On the spirit boat.

The spiritual energy shook, shaking off the dust and rust on it, revealing the appearance of the sword itself.

"I'm sorry, I don't know you..."

It's just a matter of deliberately ignoring it and thinking it doesn't hurt.

The blade of the sword is pitch black, with dark red lines in the middle, like blood condensed in the sword.

"..."

He spoke slowly: "Junior brother, your vigilance has not been as good as before recently."

"Xuan Ming, you continue to choose."

After Xiao Jingyi contracted the sword, Zhou Xuanming was about to choose.

There was a gentle look in his eyes, his chin rested on Su He's shoulder, he closed his eyes and felt the warmth of this moment.

Su He glanced sideways at this man and didn't bother to pay attention.

The young man's voice came through the door: "Master."

There was another sword in his hand, which made him a little disappointed.

"The people of Mufeng Sect are really noisy as always."

The disciple who was originally very arrogant suddenly lost his arrogance and covered the injured part with a look of pain on his face.

Obviously not Cheng Ying.

"Practice diligently and ask me if you don't understand anything."

Looking back, I saw five or six disciples wearing Mufeng Sect robes walking in.

"Now that the golden elixir has been formed, the three of you can practice further. These three mental methods are the most suitable ones chosen by my master for you three."

Return to Jianfeng.

Su He is sitting on the futon and meditating.

Xiao Jingyi began to look through his thoughts.

Several arrogant disciples turned pale, looked at each other, and exited the sword tomb.

How could you really not care?

Su He felt a little distressed. He raised his hand and touched the young man's long hair and said, "If you don't want to go to the sect conference in the near future, you don't have to go."

The young man smiled and said, "Master, just ask if you want."

The young man smiled: "What a good name. From now on it will be called Chang Jiang."

Another disciple saw the four people who were already here. They were all dressed in tattered clothes and looked ordinary. When they saw a few casual cultivators, they suddenly became arrogant and walked toward them with great pride.

After looking at it carefully, Su He handed the sword to Xiao Jingyi: "It is a good sword, but it has a bit of evil nature. If the sword owner cannot suppress it, it will control his mind."

"Come in." She happened to have something to ask her second disciple.

Chengying was his former natal spiritual sword, but Chengying was given to him by her, and he didn't know the source.

"I don't believe you haven't noticed that many things in this life are different from the previous life." Zhou Xuanming said: "You just can't accept it and can't let go of the past."

Xiao Jingyi stood up with a sneer: "So? Are you confused by her, for that little benefit?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was getting tense, Mo Changsi quickly stopped him: "Okay, you two, stop talking."

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Recently I watched American Horror, and I feel like my writing has been a little affected [laughing and crying.jpg]
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