Xu Yinglian opened the sword box, revealing a silver-white flying sword.

"This is..." Qiu Changtian carefully identified it for a moment and said in surprise, "Tianyuan Yiqi Sword?"

"Yes, it is the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword." Xu Yinglian replied.

"This gift is too expensive." Qiu Changtian said with a frown.

Although the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword is not as famous as the Taiyi Fenguang Sword, it is also an authentic eleventh-level immortal sword.

It was forged in ancient times, with unknown materials and techniques. Its characteristics are that it does not enter the five elements, cannot be restrained, is not bound, and cannot be sealed.

The most important thing is that the sword light flies very fast, difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the attack force is also extremely great.

If I take this sword to participate in the Baiyujing competition, won’t Senior Sister An be beaten by me?

"If you take this sword to participate in the Baiyujing competition," Xu Yinglian said slowly, as if he had just thought of the same thing, "Brother will definitely win first place in the world."

So that's it! Qiu Changtian instantly understood the reason.

The head of Ziwei Sect asked him to win the championship, so how could the Xu family not have the same hope and desire?

To put it another way, if Qiu Changtian unfortunately loses in the competition, Sect Leader Ziwei would at most be a little disappointed, but the Xu family would lose face - wasn't it the Tiannan Xu family that had previously touted this son-in-law as unprecedented and unparalleled in the world?

Using the Phoenix Fairy Xu Yinglian to bind the more valuable Taoist Tongming Qiu Changtian, thereby achieving a double increase in reputation, is the most significant investment the Xu family has ever made.

Therefore, Qiu Changtian's failure in the competition would lead to the devaluation of Xu Yinglian, and the Xu family naturally would not allow this to happen.

This time they really put a lot of money on the bet!

Qiu Changtian was secretly delighted, but he said hesitantly and hypocritically:

"Junior sister, how can I accept such a valuable item? Besides, if I win the championship with this sword, will the world recognize my strength and cultivation, or will they attribute it to the sharpness of my sword?"

"As long as you can win, there won't be any problem." Xu Yinglian said impatiently, "Brother, I know you are arrogant, but this sword will definitely not be returned... The clan will not agree to it, so you can just take it for now, and I'll give you the lunch box."

Qiu Changtian thought for a long time, and finally, "for the sake of his junior sister", "reluctantly" put away the sword, and said with a sigh:

"Well, then I will just follow Junior Sister's advice. I will try my best to win the championship this time."

Xu Yinglian was suddenly speechless. How come it was clearly my Xu family who gave you the magic sword, but you still wanted me to do you a favor before you would accept it?

However, this dog-brother has been annoying her for a long time, and she has long been accustomed to it, so she simply ignored it and continued:

"Let's go back to Kunlun quickly. You should get familiar with the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword in the next few days. Don't wait until you get on the Baiyujing Arena to find that you are unfamiliar with it."

"Of course." Qiu Changtian looked at Xu Yinglian with a smile, and suddenly asked, "Junior sister, is your face a little red?"

"No way!" Xu Yinglian immediately turned his head and argued.

"Why are you turning your head away? Come, show it to me, Senior Brother."

"Don't treat me with disrespect!" Xu Yinglian slapped his hand away, hurriedly drew out the Yujia sword, stepped on the sword light, and flew up to the sky, flying towards Kunlun.

Really! Facing the bright sunlight above and the fleeting clouds below, her face flushed with anger.

In front of a group of children, you shamelessly say things like "I'm already married to Ying Lian". Don't you have any sense of shame?

So infuriating!

After gritting his teeth for a long time, Xu Yinglian couldn't help but turn his head away.

Seeing her senior brother's sword light lingering behind her in the distance, she turned her gaze back to the rolling mountains below, revealing a faint helpless smile.

Really... there's nothing I can do about him.

After following his junior sister back to Jinling Cave, Qiu Changtian was not in a hurry to familiarize himself with the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword.

The reason is simple: now that you are familiar with it, if you switch to other character lines for a few months, and then come back to the unfamiliar feeling again, why bother?

It would be better to go to other lines to finish things first, and then come back to concentrate on preparing for the competition.

Thinking of this, Qiu Changtian said in his heart:

"Qingping, what do you think of this Tianyuan Yiqi Sword?"

"Stupid, clumsy, what else can you do?" Qing Ping Jian said unhappily, "But it is very suitable for your Kunlun character who is not good at swordsmanship but has an extremely powerful true energy. It seems that the Tiannan Xu family has made great efforts to study your tactical style in detail."

"I don't know where they got this sword from." Kunlun Jing said in amazement, "If I remember correctly, the last time this sword appeared was in the hands of Baidi..."

"You remembered it wrongly." Qing Ping Sword said, "It was in the hands of the Mang Dang envoy under the White Emperor. He also has an ugly palace on the mountain. Remember?"

"Oh, that's right!" Kunlun Jing said immediately, "That palace is really ugly, like a doghouse."

"What are you talking about?" Qiu Changtian said suspiciously.

"Just some old stories." Qingping Jian said perfunctorily.

"It has almost nothing to do with the present." Kunlun Jing also changed the subject, "Do you want to reload the game?"

"Let's read the save file." Qiu Changtian didn't bother to think about it any more. "I want to read Wei Dongliu's save file."

"Wei Dongliu?" Kunlun Jing asked in surprise, "Don't you want to go first?"

"Long Long took the Nine Crow Blazing Sun Stone in the Eastern Emperor Realm. This time, he wants Wei Dongliu to ask Wen Yang for the Nine Nether Yin Soul Stone, so as to unlock the Tianyu Divine Shuttle in Luo Yan's hand. This is one of the reasons." Qiu Changtian said calmly, "The Baiyujing Orthodox Competition is imminent. Will the Six Paths just sit there and watch? I don't believe it."

"So we need Wei Dongliu to find out what the Demon Cult is planning. This is the second reason."

"I haven't seen Witch Jiang for a long time, and I miss her. This is the third reason." Qingping Jian said with a smile.

"Shut up, you broken sword!" Qiu Changtian was furious. "If I had obtained the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword earlier, I would never have chosen you as my natal sword, you chatterbox!"

"But the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword doesn't have a sword spirit." Qingping Sword said aggrievedly, "Without a sword spirit, how can we help the Sword Master share his worries?"

Qiu Changtian ignored it and said angrily:

"Ajing, load the file!"

"Okay." Kunlun Jing stopped laughing and said seriously:

[Point 4: Shiping Mountain, the headquarters of Tongxuanmen. ]

[Character identity: Wei Dongliu. ]

[The Mirror Flower and Water Moon template is overwritten, and time travel is in progress. 】

In the sect's headquarters in the belly of Shiping Mountain, Wei Dongliu began to check the cultivation of his two disciples.

It’s slow, really slow. Several years have passed, why haven’t you two filled up your Qi Hai yet and started marrow cleansing?

Seeing the Master's unhappy expression, Guo Jin immediately knelt down and admitted his fault:

"Master, please forgive me. I know I was wrong."

The little girl next to him, Wang Jun, also knelt down beside her senior brother without saying a word.

After the two of them knelt, Wei Dongliu couldn't get angry, so he just shook his hands and said:

"Well, I was too hasty. In my time, it only took a few years to pass the three levels and fill the sea of ​​qi. I didn't expect that it would take so long for cultivators nowadays, often more than 30 or 40 years. It's really strange!"

After hearing the master talk about "my time", the two of them lowered their heads even lower, not wanting to listen to the master's gossip at all.

"Forget it, you guys get up." Wei Dongliu waved his hand.

"Thank you, Master." Guo Jin and Wang Jun stood up carefully.

"It seems that practicing step by step is useless for you." Wei Dongliu rubbed his temple in annoyance, "I have to get some pills for you."