Chen Sui felt the heavy breathing coming from the huge body of the Golden Tripod Eight-legged Monster, as well as the surprised and doubtful look the Golden Tripod Eight-legged Monster gave her.
She felt inexplicably guilty: "I'm a swordsman, so what's wrong with having a few more swords in my hands?"
Jin Ding Bazu was incredulous: "Back then... no, the most sword cultivators I've seen only had two swords, and they had to have the same attributes. It's impossible to practice sword techniques that are difficult to find common ground while reserving differences."
"I practiced the Four Symbols Heart Method." Chen Sui replied.
The Golden Tripod Eight Legs looked at the sword spirits present with a strange look: "Did you give it to her?"
The sword spirits present all shook their heads, and Chen Sui quickly answered: "No, it was given to me by Xiao Eleven."
"Little Eleven?" An unbelievable thought came to Jin Ding Bazu's mind, but before he could get rid of this idea from his mind, Chen Sui confirmed his extremely ridiculous idea.
"My eleventh sword."
"Little Eleven is quite shy," Shen Sui said embarrassedly, "Senior Jin Ding, please don't mind."
Jin Ding Bazu was considered quite old, but it hadn't felt the novelty of opening its eyes for a long time. "So you have eleven swords?"
"Well... including what Senior Qingshuang said, I actually already have twelve swords in my hands." Chen Sui said very obediently.
Golden Tripod with Eight Legs: "......"
It probably understood why so many divine swords recognized this little girl as their master.
"You are really a bunch of old guys who like to join in the fun," Jin Ding Bazu said dissatisfiedly, "You are not young anymore, but you still like to cause trouble."
"You can't say that," Cangwu said cheerfully, "By the way, how did you get into this state? It feels like you're going to explode at any time."
The Golden Tripod Eight Legs muffled his voice and said, "Don't mention it. The world of immortal cultivation is about to change."
Being able to make Jin Ding Bazu say this, Shen Sui clearly noticed that the atmosphere at the scene had suddenly changed. At this time, Sword No. 2 sneered, and a ball of blue light fell on Shen Sui's head: "Could it be some stupid dog spreading rumors?"
The Golden Tripod's breathing became heavier as it was injured. "I was hoping for a rumor, but I'm sorry to disappoint you. After all, many cultivators have seen the Bifang Bird appear in the sky above the Kunlun Ruins Secret Realm."
"How is this possible!?" Qingshuang was shocked.
Cangwu couldn't believe it: "Could it be... born?"
"Um."
Shen Sui said speechlessly: "Can you please stop using dumb language?"
"You already know that our divine swords all have their own guardian beasts." Sword No. 2 grabbed a few strands of hair on Shen Sui's head.
Shen Sui thought for a moment and said, "Well, is that Bifang bird also a guardian beast?"
"It's the guardian beast of the world's number one divine sword, the Shangfang Sword," Cangwu took over. "There's a rumor in the world of immortal cultivation that every time Shangfang is born, the Bifang bird appears in Kunlun Ruins, waiting for the sword's master to return with the sword."
"So, how did you get these injuries?" Qingshuang frowned, puzzled. "Don't tell us that you became like this because you were looking for the Imperial Sword."
The voice of the Golden Tripod Eight Legs was getting weaker and weaker: "How is it possible? It's because on the night when the Bifang Bird was born, the heads and elders of the major super sects suffered attacks to varying degrees.
"My spiritual master has unfortunately fallen."
Jin Ding Bazu said it easily, but there was still a hint of sadness in its eyes.
Shen Sui asked, "Then why did you suddenly attack those disciples?"
Chen Sui's words made Jin Ding Ba Zu's tone obviously not very good: "Little girl, if you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten it. As soon as you mentioned it, I had to talk about it. I wouldn't stop them from crossing the lake, but what's the meaning of throwing the water hyacinth into the lake!"
Shen Sui looked confused: "What is water hyacinth blue."
"This spiritual plant is the most hated by water-based demonic beasts and spirit beasts," Sword Number Two whispered. "It has a strong reproductive capacity. Once planted in a body of water, it will quickly fill the area. And as long as it's not eradicated, it will continue to reproduce. But for demonic beasts and spirit beasts, the water area is what they value most."
Shen Sui: “…”
Okay, she understood.
It must be a disciple from Zi Yang Temple who is seeking death. Why would he choose water hyacinth when there are so many other spiritual plants to choose from?
"I'm going to die." The eight-legged golden tripod suddenly said.
Chen Sui looked at it. Even though her perception was a little dull, she could see that the vitality of the eight legs of the golden tripod was slowly fading.
"Forgive my impotent rage before my death," the Golden Tripod extended its eight legs with thick tentacles, then rolled up a large box from the lake behind it and placed it in front of Shen Sui, "and none of them died, right?"
Chen Sui always felt that what Jin Ding Ba Zu said was very strange, but she couldn't put it into words, so she could only shut her mouth and listen to Jin Ding Ba Zu's chatter.
"Honestly, I'm already satisfied just to see you old fellas before I die," said the Golden Tripod with eight legs, opening its eight golden eyes. "The box contains hundreds of years of my savings. You can pick a few first, and then give the rest to the disciples who were injured by my wrath. Is that okay?"
Shen Sui thought about it for a moment and said sincerely, "Okay."
The eight legs of the golden tripod disappeared into the lake. Qing Shuang said, "It won't live long."
"After all, the Spirit Master has fallen. It's not like our swords that have no heart." Cangwu's expression was indifferent.
"Go and see what's in the box. The Golden Tripod with Eight Legs was born to be the guardian beast of a super sect. Its savings will definitely be of great benefit to you." The sword spirit of the No. 2 sword landed on Shen Sui's shoulder and urged.
Shen Sui opened the box.
At first glance, she saw a crimson sword.
Shen Sui: “…”
Cangwu: “…”
Qingshuang: “…”
Sword No. 2: "...are you thinking of putting away your sword again?"
Shen Sui: “Hehe.”
"What the hell, you already have twelve swords! Twelve!—"
This is the first time that Sword No. 2 has seen someone be so attentive to a sword. You have to know that all of its previous owners, no matter which one, carefully cared for and loved it after getting it.
Only Shen Sui.
Forget about any care or protection, he just had one sword in his hand after another.
"I'm just trying to get you to make more friends. It's not good to isolate yourself," Chen Sui said earnestly. "You should know that there are people beyond people, mountains beyond mountains, and swords beyond swords."
Cang Wu said dimly, "That's a good excuse, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. This sword has been completely sealed. To you, it's just an ordinary forged sword now."
Chen Sui slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, this is perfect! It's very suitable for my brother who is also sealed!"
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