"Why did the Demon Lord's sword end up in her hands?" Cheng Fengzong asked indifferently.
Xue Yu shrugged, "We don't know about that."
Mu Chongxi raised his hand. "I know, I know. At that time, Song Hansheng, Duan Hengdao, and Ye Qiao, the four of us were in the monster's stomach together, and she took it out."
"???"
"Let me think about it later." Qin Fanfan felt that her brain was not enough. "You four were in the belly of a monster? You four were crazy enough to have a party in the belly of a monster?"
No wonder during the competition, when Ye Qiao saw Duan Hengdao, he would mention from time to time that they had been in the same stomach.
He thought these kids had some special feelings for each other, and it turned out they had really been there before.
"Forget about Duan Hengdao, but why is Song Hansheng also involved?"
"He was just a jerk at the time. He had to provoke the monsters to attack us, and he reaped the consequences later." Mu Chongxi laughed smugly again: "Hahaha, you didn't expect that we were actually quadruplets at that time!"
——To be honest, like a fool.
Zhou Xingyun thought he was too embarrassing, so he covered Mu Chongxi's mouth with one hand, forcing him to shut up.
Is it an honorable thing for four disciples to be swallowed by a monster?
"Oh." Ming Xuan stretched out his tone meaningfully, "Quadruplets, I didn't expect that Song Hansheng, Duan Hengdao, you must have been wronged for being undercover in Yueqing Sect and Chengfeng Sect for so many years. Why don't you consider coming to our Changming Sect?"
Neither of them bothered to pay attention to his sarcastic ridicule.
"If I knew it was the Demon Lord's sword, I would have taken it too." Duan Hengdao touched his arm, "But at that time, the feeling this stick gave people was really a bit weird."
Bu Jianjun's origins are truly a mystery. Even the weapon cultivator of Chengfeng Sect, who claims to be knowledgeable and experienced, has not been able to find out his origins. In the end, it turns out to be the sword of the Demon Lord. No wonder Chengfeng Sect could not find out no matter how hard they tried.
Let’s put aside the matter of not meeting you for now.
No one knew what was going on with the Feixian Sword at this moment. Its light was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it was moving around all the time.
Mu Chongxi frowned, "Who of you will stop her?"
What are you doing?
Several sword spirits looked at each other. Frost Sword was about to stop her, but the Sword Sect Master stopped him with a look, "Let's see what she wants to do first."
He noticed early on that the Feixian Sword was going crazy.
No one thought much about it at first. The Feixian Sword had only been in the sword cave for a hundred years. The sword spirit had been forgotten for too long, so the leader of the Wenjian Sect failed to think that its strength came from the sword master.
At that time, Ye Qiao's three days of thunder tribulation were almost over. The Feixian Sword reacted so violently that the Sword Sect's leader wanted to see what the sword spirit was going to do.
Ye Qiao was still wondering if the Heavenly Dao wanted to prepare a big one for her when the time was almost over. She had been alert to the thunder tribulation in the sky until she was hit by the Feixian Sword. She was slightly stunned, stretched out her hand to hold the Feixian Sword, and noticed that it was wrong. "What's wrong?"
She wanted to throw away the Feixian Sword.
If the Heavenly Dao comes again, the Feixian Sword will not be able to withstand it.
"Just take it."
The Sword-Questioning Sect leader's voice suddenly rang out, "Hold tight."
Ye Qiao subconsciously did as he was told. The moment he clenched the Feixian Sword, he felt his palms getting hot, and his dantian was also hot. There was no one around the man and the sword. Several sect leaders had witnessed the power caused by this kind of thunder tribulation with their own eyes, and they only dared to watch from afar and give advice when the time was right.
Ye Qiao was on guard against the thunder tribulation while listening to the sect master's words and tightly grasping the Feixian Sword.
In a moment, she looked at the Sword-Questioning Sect leader for help. Under the other party's questioning eyes, Ye Qiao shook the Feixian Sword in her hand and said sincerely, "This sword is hot."
It was so hot that she felt as if she was burned by the sun.
Ye Qiao's tone was too sincere. Under her expectant gaze, the Sword Sect leader asked coldly, "Hold tight."
ruthless.
She could only alternate her hands, and the heavenly thunder washed over her meridians again and again. She was waiting for the final thunder tribulation, and Ye Qiao was also waiting.
A loud "bang" broke the silence in the air, and the boundary of the half-space shrouded by thunderclouds seemed to be divided into two halves. Finally, the first thunder tribulation made everyone hold their breath. The silver lightning swooped down like a dragon lurking in the clouds!
The moment it descended, Ye Qiao quickly grabbed the Feixian Sword in his arms to prevent the sword spirit from being directly struck to pieces by the thunder.
The spiritual sword in her arms was burning hot. Ye Qiao lowered her head and curled up. The moment the silver thunder descended, the dazzling light streaked across her body, and the pain almost broke her spine. She almost lost her balance and fell directly to the ground.
It hurts.
It hurts so fucking much.
Fortunately, the lightning spirit in his body was able to absorb the pain quickly, so the pain did not last long. Ye Qiao covered his burning dantian, and his Nascent Soul stage gradually stabilized.
"Look, look!" Mu Chongxi became excited: "Ye Qiao is glowing!"
At this moment, Ye Qiao was half-kneeling on the ground, his whole body almost wrapped in light, with bright spots of light emanating from his arms, which were particularly bright and dazzling.
"Idiot." Ming Xuan used his fan to block the dazzling light, and after a while, "It's the Feixian Sword glowing."
What kind of light is Ye Qiao emitting?
The sword master heard the clear and steady words from Wen Jianzong, "This sword is said to become stronger when it encounters a stronger opponent. When the sword master breaks through the realm, it will also become stronger."
The ball of light was obviously emitted by the Feixian Sword.
"It's not going crazy. It just felt a little excited after Ye Qiao's realm stabilized. I asked Ye Qiao to hold it and stabilize it, which will be helpful for its transformation later." The Sword Sect leader's eyes were light. "The Feixian Sword determines its ability according to the strength of the sword master. Since it chose Ye Qiao, it means it trusts her very much."
Under normal circumstances, transformation is inevitable in the Nascent Soul stage.
"The problem is..." The Sword Sect leader lowered his voice, puzzled: "Its current state is very unstable."
why is that?
"The state is unstable." Song Hansheng's eyes settled slightly, falling on the halo in Ye Qiao's arms, guessing: "Perhaps it is the result of forced transformation."
He and Ye Qiao's group witnessed the whole process.
At that time, Chu Xingzhi was entangled by the phantom ghost. If the Feixian Sword did not forcibly transform, the others would have no way to deal with it.
This sword spirit has a rare gentle personality.
Forced transformation? The others raised their eyebrows slightly. Under normal circumstances, a sword spirit would not make such an unwise choice.
The Sword Sect leader wanted to ask, but now was not the right time. He looked at Ye Qiao, who was shrouded in a ball of light, and instructed her on what to do next: "Hold it tight, Ye Qiao."
The burning sensation in Ye Qiao's palm almost spread to her whole body, but this was her sword, and apart from the pain it would not cause any harm. As the state in her body became more stable, the shape of the spirit sword itself began to take shape at this moment.
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