The incomplete mountains, incomplete cities, and incomplete land are as illusory as a dream, but they give people a strange sense of reality, as if she had been here many years ago.
A middle-aged man with slightly gray hair on his temples stood on the incomplete mountain, looking at the incomplete land, with an unspeakable sadness and desolation on his face.
"You are..." Gu Qingxi asked tentatively.
Normally, this should be the sword spirit of the Dingtian Sword, but the strange thing is that she clearly felt a bit of human soul in this sword spirit.
The middle-aged man seemed to have not heard it, and his eyes were still staring at the incomplete mountains and rivers for a long time.
"Are you the Dingtian Sword Spirit?" Gu Qingxi waited for a while, and seeing that he did not respond, she asked again.
The middle-aged man finally heard her voice, turned around, and looked at her with empty eyes.
Gu Qingxi's heart was shocked: Remnant soul, this sword spirit, turned out to be a remnant soul.
No wonder the Dingtian Sword only recognizes the descendants of the Xiao family as its master, and only the descendants of the Xiao family can use it. It turns out that the ancestor of the Xiao family actually split his soul and refined a part of it into a weapon spirit.
But from the current situation, this weapon spirit does not seem to be successfully refined. Although it retains the will of the ancestor of the Xiao family, it does not have the intelligence that a sword spirit should have.
Rather than saying it is a sword spirit, it is more appropriate to say it is a puppet.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that once the soul is split and refined into a weapon spirit, the cultivation path of the ancestor of the Xiao family will end, and there will never be any improvement, and it will never be possible to enter reincarnation after death.
For a cultivator, this is even more terrifying than death. Why did he do this?
Moreover, splitting one's own soul to refine a weapon spirit is more difficult and dangerous than directly condensing a weapon spirit. If there is a slight mistake, it may end up with the end of the soul.
No matter how you think about it, the ancestor of the Xiao family did not need to split his own soul to refine a weapon spirit.
Just when Gu Qingxi was puzzled, the middle-aged man opposite suddenly bowed and saluted her deeply.
Although his eyes were empty and his face was wooden, his movements were extremely respectful.
What was going on? Gu Qingxi was even more confused, and subconsciously reached out to help.
But as soon as she stretched out her hand, she felt her body lighten, and flew back from the hazy memory world of the remnant soul sword spirit.
The figure who was still bowing and saluting was getting farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and looked more bleak and lonely.
Gu Qingxi suddenly found that the figure was somewhat familiar. But after searching and recalling in her mind, she couldn't remember when and where she had seen this figure.
The light and shadow in front of her changed, and Gu Qingxi's mind returned to reality, and she saw Xiao Yujin and others looking at her with ghostly eyes, even Xiao Yutang and Xiao Yuhua were no exception.
Following their gaze and looking up, Gu Qingxi immediately knew why their eyes were so strange.
In mid-air, the Dingtian Sword was leaning slightly forward towards her. If you only look at the sword, this posture doesn't make much sense, but if you think about it, you will find that this is the action of a younger monk holding the sword with both hands and bowing to the senior who carefully instructed him.
Xiao Yujin, Xiao Ningli, Xiao Yuquan and others opened their mouths wide, their jaws almost dropped to the ground, and their minds were even more confused.
Although there were three people who passed the test of the Dingtian Sword before, according to the "Clan Records", among the three, the best record only took four sword beams from the Dingtian Sword.
Well, that was the one who was later bitten by the monster and only had one thigh left. I don't know if it was because he used up all his good luck at once, his later ending was the most miserable, even more miserable than that of ordinary monks.
But Gu Qingxi actually took nine sword beams from the Dingtian Sword, and was unharmed and as easy as playing.
How is this possible? Even if Dingtian Sword likes her and wants to let her go, it shouldn't be like this. At least you should seriously chop her a few times first, let us have fun, then let her go.
What they find most difficult to accept is that Dingtian Sword actually bowed to Gu Qingxi in the end.
You are a divine sword, don't forget how many strong men in the fusion realm fell at your feet in the past, how can you bow to a little girl who is still wet behind the ears?
Do you still want your face, do you still want your dignity!
Crazy, Xiao Yujin and others think that Dingtian Sword must be crazy. Or maybe he is crazy and has seen too many illusions.
On the opposite side, Xiao Yutang was also shocked.
Although he had already recognized that Gu Qingxi was the real thigh and was determined to hold on to this thigh, he still didn't expect that this thigh was so thick.
Not only did she pass the test of Dingtian Sword easily, but even after the test, Dingtian Sword bowed to her.
Subconsciously, he glanced at the long-burned sandalwood not far away, and then smiled bitterly.
He was still worried about Gu Qingxi, thinking that as soon as the time of one stick of incense was up, he would immediately remind her to exit the sword spirit barrier. He even made up his mind that if Gu Qingxi could not hold on, he would do his best to save her even if it cost him his life.
But with the result in front of him, would anyone else need him to help? There was still one stick of incense left. If the disciple guarding the incense burner was not also in a daze, I am afraid that the whole stick of incense would have burned out.
By the way, he was still comforting himself at that time, hoping that the Dingtian Sword would show mercy to him for the sake of his status as a descendant of the Xiao family. Now it seems that Gu Qingxi's reputation is much greater than his, a descendant of the Xiao family, so why should the Dingtian Sword show him his face?
Even in front of the head of the Xiao family, this magic sword has never been so respectful, right? Could it be that this is the legendary betrayal? Thinking of this, Xiao Yutang felt a little inexplicably lost and sad.
"Clang..." After the salute, the Dingtian Sword flew back into the scabbard, and the sword spirit barrier also disappeared by itself.
"Mr. Xiao, I should have passed the test, right?" Gu Qingxi put away her chaotic thoughts and asked Xiao Yujin.
After thinking about it, she still couldn't remember when she had met the ancestor of the Xiao family. The only thing she could be sure of was that the ancestor of the Xiao family must have known her, and the Dingtian Sword was probably tailor-made for her.
Using it to test other cultivators was just a helpless move of the Xiao family.
"Well, I passed. From now on, Fellow Daoist Gu is the most distinguished guest of my Xiao family. I will have someone set up a banquet to welcome Fellow Daoist Gu." Xiao Yujin came back to his senses and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to make things difficult for Gu Qingxi to save Xiao Yutang's face, but who would have thought that this would be the result.
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