The sword's previous name was Yunxiao Sword.

"Well, as for the name... let's call her Muyun."

The mountains are dark and distant, the moon's waves are long, and the evening clouds and autumn shadows are cast on the Xiang River.

This poem combines the two names, there is a person, a sword, and a spirit.

Hearing his own name, the sword spirit was very happy.

"Good! Muyun! It sounds really nice! Thank you, Master!"

There was a hint of smile on the corner of her lips. Yue Daiyuan saw her smile and just frowned slightly.

Is it that happy just to have a name?

Mu Yun seemed to realize what Xiao Yue Daiyuan was thinking, and opened her mouth with a little shyness.

"After the name is bestowed, the man and the sword spirit are inseparable. Master, I am sleepy!"

After Mu Yun finished speaking, he walked straight towards Yue Daiyuan, and then unconsciously lay on the bed, next to Yue Daiyuan.

You have just formed a new shape and are prone to drowsiness. You need to conserve your energy and you will be fine in two or three days.

Yue Daiyuan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable seeing her so familiar.

Just lying next to me like that? Okay, okay, although there is no difference between men and women, it still feels a little awkward.

"Muyun, go and sleep in the side room! There's a vacant room for you there, or you can sleep with the disciples."

She gave the order, but Mu Yun shook his head and even rolled forward a little, holding on to the quilt tightly.

"Yes, I used to sleep here with my master."

When I was a sword spirit, it was easy to roll over. Now that I am transformed, I can finally be more free and roll around however I want.

Hearing her words, Yue Daiyuan became angry.

"Hey? Are you going to listen to me now? Who is the master, you or me? This is my bed! Go away."

Mu Yun snorted, indicating that the threat had already arisen after the name was mentioned.

Now that you have a name, you can be a little more boastful! Just go if you want.

She grabbed Yue Daiyuan's waist and led her away.

"Master, let's rest together. You held me before, and now I hold you. Okay?"

She asked Yue Daiyuan, who wanted to run but was unable to resist.

Yue Daiyuan raised her hand, and Mu Yun blocked it accurately. She kicked, and Mu Yun responded immediately, grabbing her feet and holding her down.

Yue Daiyuan: “….”

That's right!

The sword-cultivating elder who was so arrogant that countless disciples were terrified of him was now punished by his own sword spirit. If he told others about this, they would definitely laugh at him!

Okay! Let’s do it again! She believed that a little sword spirit could always know what she was going to do next.

Seeing that her master was about to attack again, Mu Yun sighed and opened her mouth to explain the reason to her.

"Master, I have been by your side since you were a child. I know every move you make. What's more, you are better at swords than close combat. You hurt me, so don't waste your energy."

Mu Yun said this, Yue Daiyuan remained silent, and the light in her eyes gradually went out.

The sword spirits are stronger than mine and know my moves like the back of my hand. I am such a failure!

I know that I have resisted before, and I also know that I have to drive away the dusk clouds, and the moon and the sky are completely fading away.

Seeing her struggling again, Mu Yun closed his eyes contentedly and fell asleep holding her in his arms.

In this way, it can absorb the spiritual energy of the master, and at the same time nourish the master's sword energy, which can be said to complement each other.

After Mu Yun fell asleep, Yue Dai stared at the ceiling with a distant and hopeless look, and listened to Mu Yun's shallow breathing beside her.

She was in a daze, and when she was free, she took out the money from under her pillow and counted it.

Swords still need to be nurtured. Even though they have become spirits, they still need to be nurtured. There are so many of them...

That's it! Keep calm! After the predecessors cultivated the sword spirit, they must have come in the same way! At this point, you may retreat.

Three days later, even if Mu Yun was sleepy, he could still freely master the art of transformation.

When Yue Daiyuan needs her, she turns into a sword. When she needs her, she turns into a human to talk to her and relieve her boredom.

However, Mu Yun would always ask her some strange questions seriously.

"Master! What is this?"

"Master, can I eat this?"

"Master! When will you leave? When will you go to kill the demons?"

Yue Daiyuan held her forehead helplessly. The nature of the sword was indeed like this. It just loved to fight. It hated to the point of spending twelve hours a day sparring with others.

However, I still have to teach, how can I have the opportunity to go out, and full attendance is indispensable, so who will raise the sword?

She is the most hardworking elder in the sect!

"Shut up! Xuanyingzong prohibits private fighting! Wait a few days to get a mission before going! Then you can do whatever you want."

She spoke in her usual elder manner, with a slightly stern tone.

But Mu Yun knew that Yue Daiyuan was just a cold-hearted person. Although she looked fierce, she was not really vicious.

After all, if an elder who teaches in a sect is a little serious, how can he be dignified?

Such a look and tone can make those naughty disciples behave themselves, but if they meet someone like Qi Ningzhu, they won't be able to keep a straight face and will have to let the master deal with them.

Although Yue Dai said this casually, Mu Yun took it seriously and kept questioning her.

"Okay! How many days will it be? Three days or five days?"

Yue Daiyuan heard this and said vaguely: "Who cares if it's a few days later? It's just a few days later."

It’s a common trick to trick children, but it can keep them looking forward to it.

Mu Yun lowered his eyes and nodded obediently.

"good!"

The one she wanted to compete with had already flown away to the horizon.

Yue Daiyuan smiled helplessly.

Sure enough, the nature of a sword is the same as that of a human. She just wants to teach peacefully in the sect and earn some money, but her sword spirit is thinking about how to go out and fight all day long.

However, it is also okay to go out and take on a few missions. After all, some people will ask sword masters for help.

Seeing the expectation on the sword spirit's face, Yue Daiyuan went to find Wen Renyao that night.

When Wen Renyao heard that she was going to take on the task, she inexplicably felt that the sun was rising in the west.

"Is this true? Do you really like leaving the sect?"

Wen Renyao asked her while fiddling with an abacus. Yue Daiyuan looked up, as if she was full of energy and enthusiasm when she first entered the school.

"It's too much to be in the sect. Please take a few days off to go out and take a look. Do you have any orders for the shelves? Let me take them."

She asked with a smile while holding the sword. The sword instantly trembled in her arms and became excited.

Yue Daiyuan couldn't help but pat her, signaling her to behave herself.

Wen Renyao was flipping through the task list, and seeing her holding the sword, he couldn't help but teasing her.

"Your sword is truly a treasure. The gemstone on it is more valuable than everything on your body from head to toe combined."