Since they were about to go to the Red Rock Secret Realm for trial, all the disciples on the trial list had returned from various places during this period. They took time out every day to practice together, trying to improve their strength as much as possible and cultivate more tacit understanding.
Xie Yang's shop was originally looked after by four menial disciples of Jian Xiaofeng in turn. After the trial list came out, they asked Xie Yang for leave.
Xie Yang agreed readily, not only giving them a raise, but also telling them they didn't have to go anymore.
The four of them suddenly became nervous. As outer disciples, this extra income was very important to them.
"Don't be nervous. I don't mean to blame you. I just feel that keeping you so busy before has delayed a lot of your cultivation time."
Although their wages were increased every month, Xie Yang still felt a little embarrassed.
"I changed the formation in the shop and asked Gong Zhuo to help me refine four puppets. From now on, I can rely on the puppets to watch over the shop."
"Anyway, no one in the Wanjian Sect's territory would come here to cause trouble."
"As for you, you should continue to help A Miao take care of the yard. The wages will be the same as when you were working in the shop."
"The extra time is perfect for cultivation. The cultivation environment of Jianxiao Peak is better than that of Xiaofang Mountain."
It was not just a little bit better, but a lot better. The four of them were very grateful to Xie Yang and Yun Feimiao.
Since the four of them arrived at Jian Xiao Peak, Yun Feimiao and Xie Yang had been sharing their duties. Neither of them was demanding, so they received two paychecks.
In addition to the supplies that the sect provides to outer disciples on a regular basis every month, they live a much more comfortable life than most outer disciples.
Out of gratitude, they took better care of Yun Feimiao's yard.
That day, Fang Yi was busy in the spiritual plant garden as usual, when suddenly a goose head popped out from the cattail bushes.
"Fang Yi!"
"Little goose? Are you coming over here to play?"
The little goose often runs around in the yard and can speak human language. Everyone in Jian Xiaofeng is familiar with it.
"Yeah!" The goose nodded. "Aren't you going to the secret realm for the trial? I'm here to give you the sword."
"Send a sword?" Fang Yi was a little surprised, but also a little embarrassed. "Did Junior Brother Yun ask you to deliver it? Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"Junior Brother has already given me a set of defensive inner armor."
The goose shook his head: "The inner armor was given by Miaomiao, and the sword was given by me, so they are different."
“But you…”
Fang Yi looked embarrassed. He wanted to say that the goose was Yun Feimiao's pet, and most of its things were probably Yun Feimiao's as well. Wouldn't it be bad to just give him the sword without Yun Feimiao's permission?
But before he could finish, the goose flapped its wings and slapped a long sword that looked very simple and a little worn in front of him.
As soon as Fang Yi saw the sword, he felt his mind captivated and he couldn't utter a word.
His eyes felt hot unconsciously and his hands trembled. He wanted to grab the sword immediately, as if welcoming an old friend whom he had not seen for many years.
But he could see that it was a spiritual sword, not something an outer disciple like him could easily pick up.
As for the spiritual sword, he can save up enough contribution points to apply to enter the Sword Tomb Secret Realm to explore, or go to the secret realm outside to look for it, but he cannot directly accept gifts from others.
He has been treated well enough in Jianxiao Peak, and he absolutely cannot take such precious and rare treasures again.
The goose urged, "Hurry up and take it! This sword was originally yours. It misses you every day. Don't you like it?"
"I like it, but how can this be my sword?"
His sword was a low-grade Xuan-level magic sword that he had earned after ten years of hard work and saving up five thousand contribution points.
"It's yours!" Little Goose tilted his head and said, "Although sword cultivators don't like to think about past lives and present lives, they believe that different experiences and memories mean two completely different people."
"But this sword is stubborn. It only likes you and wants to follow you. Do you want to reject it?"
"You mean, the previous owner of this sword was my previous life?"
Fang Yi found it incredible.
"Yeah, to be more precise, it was your previous life. I heard that you were a swordsman in your previous life, but died early because you had no future."
“…”
"In my previous life, you protected my egg. In this life, I will repay you for giving me the sword. From now on, we are even."
"This sword is called Bu'a, which means upright and incorruptible."
"It has been sealed for a thousand years since the previous sword master's death. It was you who unsealed it in your previous life."
“Even though you have forgotten it, it is still thinking of you.”
"Hurry up and take it, or you'll cry!"
What is Bu'a Sword? Xiaoe asked me to change the name of this sword to Bu Ku!
It met Fang Yi on the second day after it came to Wanjian Sect, and Bu Ajian wanted to fly back to Fang Yi at that time.
But at that time Fang Yi was only a Qi Refining Stage disciple, and Yun Feimiao felt that the sword was not safe in his hands, so he had to wait for a more appropriate time.
Moreover, obtaining some things too early and too easily is not conducive to tempering one's character.
The little goose also thought it made sense, so he waited until now.
Now that Fang Yi has established his foundation and is about to head to the Hongyan Secret Realm, Yun Feimiao and Xiaoe both feel that this is the best time.
The little goose couldn't wait to throw the sword away.
There's no way around it. Although the sword won't really cry, it's always filled with a very sad mood, as if it could shed a few tears at any moment, which makes the little goose feel scared.
Fang Yi mustered up the courage to hold the sword, and a few mournful cries came from the sword body, followed by a wave of joy.
Fang Yi could feel that this sword really liked him, which made him flattered.
The goose felt relieved when he saw this scene, but still gave a reminder.
"You must know that this sword only loves those who are upright, courageous and resolute."
"If you also cherish this sword, you should always do so and never forget your original intention."
"I know." Fang Yi hugged the sword tightly, as if he was holding some rare treasure.
"Then you guys can catch up on the past, I'll continue playing!"
The goose thought for a moment and said, "But don't say it was given by me, and don't say it was given by Miaomiao either!"
"good."
The goose asked again: "Then do you know how to say it?"
Fang Yi shook his head. He was not good at lying.
"Oh, you're so stupid." The goose took out a large piece of floral cloth. "I almost forgot to give you this. This is the cloth it used to clean its sword."
"Although it's a bit ugly, it has the effect of hiding the spirit. If you carry this sword-cleaning cloth with you, ordinary people won't be able to recognize that this is a spiritual sword."
"You can just say you got it by chance while on a mission. You should have been on a mission alone, right?"
Fang Yi nodded: "I have indeed done a few missions alone."
The goose was satisfied: "That's fine, just say you couldn't bear to use it before, and only took it out specially for this secret trial."
"good."
Fang Yi nodded, but then felt that since he had been reluctant to give it up before, it would be unreasonable for him to take it out suddenly this time.
I'll just practice with this sword secretly these few days, and then find the right opportunity to take it out when I reach the Red Rock Secret Realm.
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