Chapter 44: The Grandmaster’s Sword Has Choosing Its Master!
The battle at the bottom of the pool became more and more intense. Although the light was not good, Xie Liuyin's excellent five senses still allowed her to see clearly that all the spiritual swords in the pool were participating in this fierce battle!
Although there were a few hooligans who just wanted to watch the fun, the fight was really intense!
Xie Liuyin also saw that the hilts of several spirit swords had been cut off, but the opponent continued to fight fiercely with the swords around him as if nothing had happened.
She tried to speak soothingly to calm the angry spirit sword.
However, how could these spirit swords with strange tempers listen to her? She was just a little girl favored by the spirit swords. What qualifications did she have to order these big guys around?
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more serious, Xie Liuyin was ready to leave the pool and ask the second elder for help.
However, at this moment, an invisible but powerful pressure suddenly emanated from the center of the bottom of the pool.
Xie Liuyin felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, and was unable to breathe.
Not only her, but even the spirit swords that had been making such a fuss before suddenly became quiet, and were inserted back into the ground very obediently, making it clear that they were pretending to be dead.
Only the red spirit sword inserted at Xie Liuyin's feet would rub against her from time to time, making it clear that it was unwilling to give up this rare master.
The pressure became more and more obvious, and the invisible sword energy stirred up waves under the water. Xie Liuyin vaguely saw that several cracks appeared on the tall stone tablet.
As the waves in the water became more turbulent, the cracks gradually became more numerous and larger.
finally!
Along with a wave that could have knocked Xie Liuyin over, a column of water from the Sword Washing Pool shot up into the sky. The terrifying sword whistles spread throughout the Qingxiao Sect, causing countless cultivators' spirit swords to riot.
On the Qingxiao Peak, the eyelids of Kunshan Sect Master jumped. He ran towards the door quickly and saw the towering water column in the distance at a glance.
With a cry of "Not good", the leader of Kunshan Sect immediately rushed towards Liuyun Island.
On the Chiyan Peak, which had just changed its owner, Zhenjun Miaoyu suppressed the tremor of her natal sword and looked up at the water column.
He murmured softly, "Today seems to be the day when Xie Liuyin goes to choose a sword."
Many of the disciples who were learning sword skills hugged their trembling spiritual swords in panic, and screams were heard everywhere in the martial arts field.
A male disciple yelled: "Which ancestor is angry again?"
The entire Qingxiao Sect seemed to be affected by the sword's roar, except for the Yaori Peak where no spiritual swords moved unusually.
Xianyue sat under the tall Ningguang tree and sighed helplessly, "Alas, I have to clean up the mess that little girl made again."
The Kunshan Sect Master rushed to Liuyun Island and asked Jing Wenlan without even taking a breath: "Senior Sister Jing, what is going on? Why did Liuyun Island have such a big change? Could it be that there is an invasion by foreign enemies?"
"That's not the case." Jing Wenlan crossed his arms, looked at the calm water and said lightly, "It's just that the sword of our founder has awakened and is ready to choose a master."
Master Kunshan:? !
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The stone tablet finally cracked, and in Xie Liuyin's astonished eyes, a black sword slowly flew out from it.
In Xie Liuyin's opinion, the sword was absolutely perfect. Not only was the color and pattern beautiful, but even the length, width, hilt length and size were perfect.
It was even more to her liking than the most beautiful spiritual sword she had ever seen in her dreams.
As soon as this ink-black sword flew out, the previously restless red spirit sword instantly became obedient.
It no longer dared to rub against Xie Liuyin, and even pulled itself up, moved to a place far away from Xie Liuyin, and inserted itself hard, looking autistic.
But at this moment, Xie Liuyin could not spare the slightest attention to the movements of the red sword. All her mind was focused on the ink-colored spiritual sword that was slowly approaching her.
The spirit sword finally floated in front of Xie Liuyin. Unlike other swords, it did not rub against Xie Liuyin right away. Instead, it slowly circled around her for a few times, as if it was looking at whether she was qualified to be its master.
Xie Liuyin didn't dare to move. She could feel that this sword had an extraordinary origin.
After a while, as if it had finally made a decision, the ink-black spirit sword slashed directly towards Xie Liuyin's hand, and the sword body stained with her blood instantly formed a contract.
It all happened too suddenly and too quickly.
Xie Liuyin had no time to stop it, as golden light from heaven descended from above his head.
At the same time, something seemed to appear in her mind, a contract connecting souls, binding Xie Liuyin and the spirit sword in front of her together.
And in Xie Liuyin's mind, a strange young man's voice also rang out: "Humph, the equal contract is all nonsense! That old man got rid of me so easily, this time I must tie him to death with a soul contract!"
Xie Liuyin was startled. Before she could ask what was going on, the voice in her mind sounded again: "Hey, little girl, what's your name?"
Xie Liuyin answered subconsciously: "Junior Xie Liuyin, may I know what your name is, Senior?"
"You, you call me senior?" The sound of the last two words seemed to float upwards.
"Ahem!" The voice coughed lightly and quickly adjusted its mood, but Xie Liuyin still keenly noticed that the other party's attitude was much better than before, "Just call me Young Master Mo Que."
Xie Liuyin was stunned. She looked at the spirit sword floating in front of her and asked tentatively: "Senior, is this the sword?"
"That's right! I am the sword spirit of this sword." The sword spirit said in a high-spirited tone, "I have chosen you, and you will be my new servant from now on. You must remember to wipe me with the softest ice silk every day, and the shelf I sleep on must be made of golden sycamore wood that is more than a thousand years old. I must bathe once every three days, and the water I use must be spiritual spring water..."
Listening to the long list of requests made by the sword spirit in his head, Xie Liuyin raised his hand and rubbed his solar plexus.
She remembered that the founder of Qingxiao Sect had a sword named Mo Que, but after the founder ascended to heaven, he did not take the sword with him.
When Xie Liuyin heard about this story for the first time, he was a little surprised why the ancestor wanted to abandon the spiritual sword that had accompanied him for many years.
Now she felt that she should have found the reason.
"Also, every time you touch me, you have to bathe and burn incense, and apply sword-nourishing oil on your hands. And..."
"Wait, wait!" Xie Liuyin couldn't bear to listen any longer, "Senior, why don't you find someone else to form a bond with?"
The cheerful voice paused, and soon turned into a furious voice: "What do you mean, do you despise me? I don't even despise you for your low cultivation and poor aptitude, how dare you despise me?!"
Following a roar from the sword spirit, a burst of sword energy also burst out from the Mo Que sword.
The spirit swords around the bottom of the pool dodged one after another, running faster than rabbits, without any trace of their previous intimacy with Xie Liuyin.
"It's not that I despise you, but I'm very poor and can't really meet your requirements! Why don't you wait a little longer and find someone with higher cultivation, better qualifications and more money?" Xie Liuyin asked tentatively.
The sword spirit snorted unhappily: "I don't care. Anyway, I have already made a contract with you. Take me out now. I don't want to stay in this shabby place any longer!"
Mo Quejian didn't give Xie Liuyin any chance to refuse. He immediately fell into her arms, acting like a spoiled brat.
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