The sword spirit took shape in the black mist, its eyes slowly opened, and it looked like... it was actually a young man?
Perhaps because it had just awakened, the sword spirit’s figure was still very vague, as if it would be blown away in the next second.
Ye Qinghan was so upset by this incident that his brows furrowed deeply. It was normal for Chao Ye to change his form every night. After all, he had already changed once. In addition, the spiritual energy in the sword cave was rich. So what was Ye Qiao's behavior?
Got crazy due to stimulation???
Chu Xingzhi exclaimed, "What? It's actually a man. Damn, Ye Qiao, can't you hide the fact that you are a man?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qinghan delivered justice from the sky, punching Chu Xingzhi on the head. He said coldly, "Be quiet."
Chu Xingzhi shut up obediently, but he was still shocked. Why did a male sword spirit appear? Did something go wrong?
Mu Chongxi was also dumbfounded. There were so many swords, including Duanshui, Feixian, Hanshuang, Jinghong and Lueying. These spiritual swords were originally a situation where kings of kings rarely met. Today was the first time they were gathered together. The only one missing was Luoshui. They could just get together and play together.
The eyes of the two sword spirits, one red and one black, collided with each other, and the air seemed to collide and rub against each other, as if they would fight in the next second.
Chaoxi's appearance was as bright as light, and Bu Jianjun's eyes and brows were particularly beautiful. He looked coldly at the spiritual swords surrounding Ye Qiao with his chest folded, and murderous intent filled his dark pupils.
Bu Jianjun is a very handsome sword spirit, and his appearance alone shows that he is full of youthfulness.
Ye Qiao touched his chin, looked at the sword spirit in front of him, and fell into a long silence.
She didn't say anything until Bu Jianjun came over.
Mu Chongxi was a little confused by her reaction. Logically speaking, the sword spirit's transformation was a good thing, especially since Duosun himself was very strange and could change into different shapes. It would be easier to study him after the transformation, but no one knew how long Duosun's transformation could last.
"Junior sister, don't you like him?" Mu Chongxi could only think so. He quite liked Bu Jianjun's appearance and personality after his transformation, at least much better than Chao Xi.
"That's not the case." Ye Qiao was silent for a while, then said, "It's mainly because I have a phobia of fashionistas." It was hard to imagine that such a beautiful sword spirit was hers.
Before Bu Jianjun transformed, Ye Qiao had already imagined it as a black, walking coal. When the red and black met, both shadows were translucent. Chaoxi never thought that he would see the second transformed spirit sword in his lifetime.
Chaoxi moved closer to him, like a passionate licking dog, "You are so beautiful, beautiful sword spirit."
"Are you the sword spirit of Qiaoqiao? As expected, beautiful people all have beautiful sword spirits."
Damn.
Ye Qiao approached Mu Chongxi and asked in a slightly numb tone, "Is your sword decent?"
Mu Chongxi's mouth twitched. He and Chaoxi had been together since they were about nine years old. He didn't know who he learned this flirtatious personality from.
Chaoxi likes good-looking people. He said enthusiastically, "Can we be friends?"
"You?" Bu Jianjun took a half step back: "You are the same as those trash."
Chaoxi held his face in his hands and said: "I'm different, I'm very strong. You see, we are both swordsmen!" As he said that, he rushed over and tried to discuss the principles of life with Bu Jianjun.
Bu Jianjun turned around and kicked away the man who was flying towards him, who was as enthusiastic as a big golden retriever, and said, "Get out of here."
This sword is so fierce and violent, Ye Qiao thought as he stood below.
As if it had caught Ye Qiao's thoughts, the black sword spirit turned its head and suddenly flew down, landing on Ye Qiao's side. Its originally irritable tone suddenly softened, "My name is Bu Jianjun." He moved closer to her and showed an innocent smile, "Please give me more advice."
It only takes a second to go from a grumpy old man to a delicate sword spirit.
Ye Qiao leaned back tactically to create some distance, "Hello, Duosun." She touched her chin after she said that. She didn't have time to change herself for a moment. It was just a habit. But it didn't matter. Bu Jianjun obviously wouldn't bother with her.
The Feixian Sword on the side made a mocking sound again.
It looks very fairy-like, and even if it is placed in the sword cave, it would be a fairy-level sword. However, Jun Bu Jian seemed not to see it. He stretched out his hand and showed a bright smile. He grabbed the Feixian Sword and held it tightly, wanting to break the sword that was mocking him into two pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.
This smile is exactly the same as Ye Qiao's brilliant smile when he likes to cheat people.
Feixian Sword struggled desperately to break free from his clutches and hid behind Ye Qiao. The sword cave was unusually peaceful. A group of spiritual swords were guarding it, and the ordinary swords from the outer gate did not dare to come in.
Chu Xingzhi was actually jealous and pulled his senior brother's sleeve, "Let's go find other people." If he stayed with the three people from Chang Mingzong any longer, he would feel jealous.
Ye Qinghan had no objection. It happened that the other junior brothers and sisters had not yet finished choosing their swords. After the two sects parted ways, Ye Qiao sat down cross-legged and pasted the spirit gathering talisman on the Feixian sword.
Feixianjian was delighted and moved closer to Ye Qiao, but was coldly grabbed by Bujianjun, who then tossed it up and down with alternating hands like an acrobat, and Feixianjian was nearly shaken to the point of vomiting.
Damn it.
Ye Qiao snatched it away and said helplessly: "Stop playing. Let's go somewhere else."
Now that you are here, it would be a shame not to visit the Sword Cave. This place opens once every hundred years and it will take another hundred years for it to open again. You must wait until you have made enough money before leaving.
After taking this path, you can take another one and see if there are any other spiritual swords.
These two sword spirits with different styles were both above, floating around. It was their first time as human beings. Bu Jianjun was obviously curious about the surrounding environment. He blinked his pure black eyes and followed Ye Qiao, looking around.
Walking from the sword cave to the central fork in the road, Ye Qiao chose a place he had not been to before and prepared to go and see other spirit swords. As if sensing Ye Qiao's thoughts, Bu Jianjun paused his look around.
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