Shu Mountain, Qingluo Peak.

Ling Yunpo found Senior Sister An sitting in the backyard, took off the long sword behind her, and said with a smile:

"Senior sister, please look."

"Flying sword?" An Zhisu was drinking. Seeing this, he put down his cup and took the Feiyan Sword. "Where did you get this fire-type flying sword... Huh?"

She poured her true essence into it, refined it for a moment, and was suddenly shocked.

This... this doesn't seem to be an ordinary immortal sword? Could it be an eleventh-level immortal sword?

"Let me know." Seeing An Zhisu's shocked expression, Ling Yunpo smiled calmly and said, "This is the 'Flying Smoke Sword' left over from ancient times. It was originally a pair, but one was destroyed in the battle between Chan and Jie, leaving only this one. It happens to be of the fire element, so it can be my natal sword."

An Zhisu stroked the sword's spine for a moment, sensing the abundant fire essence within it, and placed it back on the table, saying with a smile:

"Junior brother, would you mind exchanging this sword for your Thunder Sword?"

"Why?" Ling Yunpo asked in surprise, "The Thunder Sword is a gold-level tenth-level sword. Regardless of its attributes or grade, the Feiyan Sword is more suitable for Senior Sister..."

An Zhisu shook her head and said softly:

"Senior sister, you don't need such a good sword. A tenth-level sword is enough."

Ling Yunpo was speechless.

"This is the only sword you have!" He pretended to be angry and stood up, saying indignantly, "Senior sister, I am only saying this because you are my senior sister: what I hate most is minotaurs! Once you are my sword, you will be my sword forever! Senior sister, don't even think about taking my Thunder Sword!"

After saying that, he grabbed the Feiyan Sword, stuffed it into An Zhisu's hand without saying a word, then turned around and left.

An Zhisu was stunned for a while, then his expression gradually softened. He carefully stroked the patterns on the Feiyan Sword, and the joy in his eyes spread like ripples.

…

Since Wei Dongliu has been through so much time, the timelines of the other three characters are relatively behind, so Ling Yunpo also plans to stay in Shushan for a while before changing gears.

The overall atmosphere of Shushan now has calmed down from the last riot in the Demon Locking Tower, and external exchanges have gradually increased. From time to time, some independent swordsmen will come to visit relatives and friends and exchange sword skills.

An Zhisu has already initially refined the Feiyan Sword into her body, but the fire-type flying sword's attack is fierce and violent, so she still needs some time to hone her fighting style.

On Ling Yunpo's side, after he returned from the Demon Locking Tower and was promoted to the Transformation Palace Stage, the Qingping Sword also unlocked the third level of Taoism, called "North Wind Rolling White Feathers".

The water-based sword energy is transformed into heavy snow, which falls endlessly from the sky, with tremendous power of cutting and sharpening.

Of course, when competing with Senior Sister An in swordsmanship, there is no need to use sword skills.

Ling Yunpo made a series of sword gestures with his right hand, and the Qingping Sword attacked swiftly, forcing the Hanlie Sword to retreat repeatedly.

Just watching the cold sword path, she was only suppressed temporarily, and Senior Sister An never lost the rhythm.

He quietly pinched his left hand, and the Thunder Sword suddenly changed direction, trying to launch a sneak attack, but was blocked by Senior Sister An with the Feiyan Sword.

Sure enough, Ling Yunpo sighed in his heart.

No matter how clever the opportunity was or how covert the angle of his attack was, he would be blocked by Senior Sister An who seemed to be well prepared.

What exactly is the problem?

"Actually, Junior Brother," An Zhisu suddenly said, "the sneak attack you think is so exquisite has actually been used many times by many sword masters."

"Really?" Ling Yunpo quickly attacked, but An Zhisu easily took them all. "Then what should I do?"

"Just work hard to accumulate experience." An Zhisu replied.

The two continued to fight for hundreds of rounds before stopping to rest for a while.

"Senior Sister, how about your new natal sword?" Ling Yunpo asked with a smile.

"Very good." An Zhisu said happily, "It's lighter than the Frost Sword, but more agile and powerful, and its flexibility is also a level higher."

"After all, it's an eleventh-rank immortal sword." Ling Yunpo joked, "At first, Senior Sister was planning to take my Thunder Sword. What do you think now?"

"What?" Thunder Sword cried in his mind, "Master, although I have to admit that your senior sister has good taste, the Sword Master cannot be easily changed, otherwise it will damage the reputation of my Thunder Sword!"

"What reputation do you have?" Ling Yunpo sneered. He only heard An Zhisu explain, "The Cold Sword is of the water element, and the Flying Smoke Sword is of the fire element. Water and fire conflict with each other. If both swords activate the sword arts at the same time, they will weaken each other and their power will be a little smaller. But if it is a gold-type flying sword, cold gold will produce water, so there will be no such concern."

Ling Yun was silent for a moment and said in annoyance:

"Sister, why didn't you tell me earlier? If I had known... I would have gotten you a gold or wood flying sword."

"No need." An Zhisu smiled and said, "After Master comes out of retreat, the Frost Sword will eventually be returned to Master. Then Junior Brother can get me a wood or earth sword. Well, an earth sword is best, so that I can defend and attack with the Flying Smoke Sword."

“Senior Sister…”

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think I'm a flying sword forger?" Ling Yunpo said helplessly, "Can I create any flying sword I want?"

"I believe in my junior brother's ability." An Zhisu covered his mouth and laughed, "After all, only ten years have passed, and my junior brother has already reached the Huafu level~"

What, it's been ten years? Ling Yunpo was slightly startled.

For the pure and quiet life of a cultivator, the passage of time is often difficult to detect. But after An Zhisu's reminder, he suddenly realized that he had been in this world for ten years.

I went to the East China Sea Palace in the third year, and started working in the Demon Locking Tower in the seventh year. Now it is the tenth year.

At this time, ordinary cultivators may not even have reached the Qi Refining stage, but he has already reached the Transformation Palace stage.

But if you think about it carefully, due to the frequent loading of the Kunlun Mirror, you have actually spent more than 30 years in this world.

Kunlun, Shushan, and Penglai were divided into 30 years, and the rest of the time was in Wutai Mountain. No matter which small vest he wore, when he was alone breathing and refining qi, he practiced the immortal world's secret qi refining technique "Nine Heavens Pure Land Realm Mantra", so his cultivation could improve so quickly.

He reached the Huafu level after more than 30 years, which is probably the level of an unparalleled genius.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, to become a master in just ten years is no longer a genius, but a monster.

"Senior sister." Ling Yunpo asked tentatively, "I reached the Huafu level so quickly, don't you find it strange?"

"It's not surprising." An Zhisu shook his head and said, "Master also spent more than 30 years to reach the Huafu level."

"Both my junior brother and master are geniuses, unlike me...I, my senior sister, spent sixty years refining Qi and ten years washing marrow before I could barely enter the Huafu stage."

"Really?" Ling Yunpo was a little embarrassed.

It took them all thirty years to reach the Huafu level. He relied on the Kunlun Mirror to cheat and used all kinds of talents in cultivation and benefits from coincidences to support himself. His cheap master Su Jian was the real genius.

but……

I remember that my senior sister practiced in her hometown of Yangzhou, and was brought back to Shushan by Su Jian only after she entered the Huafu stage?

Plus, Senior Sister An has only been in Shushan for half a century (30 years). In other words, Senior Sister An is already a hundred years old now?

"Junior brother, what are you thinking about?" An Zhisu asked puzzledly.

"Nothing, nothing." Ling Yunpo laughed quickly.

What are you thinking about! Senior sister is always a gentle and protective big sister in her twenties!