Qin Fanfan studied it for a moment and murmured, "It's still not enough."
The unstable form is too fatal.
The ball of light in Ye Qiao's arms has already taken shape. If it is not enough for it to transform, the next chance may be in the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Chu Xingzhi couldn't help but curse and muttered to himself: "I think I have to think of a way to stimulate this sword spirit..."
If Bu Jianjun can transform under stimulation, there is no reason why other swords cannot do so.
He hoped more than anyone else that the Feixian Sword could transform. After all, it was because of him at that time.
Xie Chuxue is getting more excited. Is it exciting?
That's easy.
He immediately pointed at Bu Jianjun who was not far away and said, "Want to beat Bu Jianjun up? Wait until you transform, then you can pin him to the ground and rub him."
"Do you want to be pressed to the ground and rubbed by him every day?"
Xie Chuxue's words were not very offensive but extremely insulting. Even Ye Qiao felt like punching the other person at any moment after hearing them, not to mention the Feixian Sword in question.
The temperature of the light in my arms is very hot, and the motivational effect is obviously good.
But still a little bit short.
Ye Qiao exhaled slowly. There was no doubt that the Feixian Sword had transformed into shape according to her wish. Otherwise, she could have waited until she reached the Nascent Soul stage, when the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated and there was no movement from the Feixian Sword in her arms.
She waited quietly for a moment, then looked up at the pale golden blessing falling into the sky.
No matter whether it is elixir or talisman, none of them is as effective as the blessing given when you are promoted.
The former is just a symbol of affection, while the latter is a real opportunity.
Bathed in the blessing, Ye Qiao's brain worked quickly. This time the blessing was not a curse or a talisman, but a sword technique.
The opportunity given by Zhufu is as simple and crude as ever, with just one sword move, without any frills.
The others were so frightened when they saw this scene that they dared not breathe.
A light golden blessing fell on Ye Qiao's brows. She opened her eyes, and the light of the blessing entangled with the light of the Flying Fairy Sword in her arms.
Ye Qiao only felt the temperature dissipate for a moment, and the entire sword body almost turned into a shadow. She raised her hand and gently pushed it forward.
The sword fell into the air, and a violent light gathered into a ball before his eyes.
"What kind of sword spirit is this?" Zhou Yize muttered to himself.
Like a ball of burning light.
"Feixian, it's the Feixian Sword."
"Don't you want to know what her third sword spirit is? Look. This is the sword that was originally ranked first on the Spirit Sword Ranking." Chu Xingzhi didn't know what was wrong with him. He started to get excited and grabbed Zhou Yize beside him, trying to recommend it to him: "Look, look, it's a light-attributed spirit sword!!"
Zhou Yize was almost shaken.
He was shaken so much that he felt dizzy and his eyes were filled with mosquito coils. He couldn't help but ask, "So after the game, you asked the Sword Sect's Sword Cave that she robbed alone?"
With three swords in a row, it is hard not to wonder what happened to the Sword Cave of the Wenjian Sect.
The outside world had no idea of the results of the sword selection by this group of disciples, otherwise they would not have been so surprised to see Ye Qiao's sword spirits.
Qin Fanfan put her heart back, slapped her forehead hard, and muttered to herself: "...I almost forgot about this."
If one can grasp the blessing from heaven, it will be a great opportunity. Just one blessing is enough for the Feixian Sword to transform.
The white sword spirit's eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a pair of gentle eyes, like a soft and elusive moonlight.
The color after transformation is not pure white or snow-white, but closer to soft light. Compared with the entities of other sword spirits, she is more like a smudge of light and shadow that will disperse at the touch and has no lethality.
"Wow." Miaomiao was stunned. "Such a gentle sword spirit?"
Xie Chuxue raised the corners of her lips, her light brown eyes sparkling, "Wow, Feixian, do you want to fight them?"
“Don’t just start fighting!” Qin Fanfan came back to his senses from his surprise, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to give Xie Chuxue a beating, “Don’t listen to his nonsense, the sword spirit is still very weak after it transformed.”
It’s not that he thinks the Feixian Sword is weak.
But compared to the other physical sword spirits, the Feixian Sword is like an elusive light.
The kind that falls apart at the slightest touch.
Xie Chuxue dodged left and right, avoiding Qin Fanfan's sudden attack, and continued to act as a military strategist at the side, "This is a good opportunity to test the sword spirits. Let them give each other two swords. Who is stronger and who is weaker? Isn't it simple and clear?"
"This is a sword spirit with light attributes. Aren't you curious..." He paused, and then asked with interest: "Her ability?"
No one would not be curious about the legendary Flying Fairy Sword.
Ye Qiao stood up from the ground, patted his almost tattered clothes, and kicked Song Hansheng weakly, "Get out of the way."
Afterwards, after he moved aside, he leaned against a few of his senior brothers and accused them, “You just want to watch the fun.”
Xie Chuxue looked back at her with a smile, "No, this is just my sincere advice as an elder."
Chu Xingzhi's heart was at ease, and the young man couldn't help but smile, "I don't think they'll fight. Feixian Sword should be very gentle."
Just from the fact that she forcibly transformed to help Ye Qiao, it can be seen that this sword spirit has a very good personality.
The personalities of sword spirits can only be said to be different. Most of them are born with arrogant spirits, and gentle ones are rare.
Chu Xingzhi remembered very clearly that the light refracted by the Feixian Sword when it transformed was enough to reveal that it was a sword spirit with a gentle personality but without losing its strength.
Zhu Youyi pursed his lips and said calmly: "That only proves that you know nothing about girls."
"Flying Immortal Sword." Ye Qiao was sitting on the ground. The Flying Immortal Sword seemed a little confused, as if it had just woken up from a dream and was a little frightened. When she heard the voice of the Sword Master, she instinctively floated over.
Ye Qiao is a person who is always looking for trouble in the world. She had no chance to watch the previous excitement, but now the opportunity has come.
She looked at the sword spirits that were fighting fiercely before, and started to make trouble happily, "Come on, beat them up."
The white sword spirit was at a loss for a few seconds, and it took a while for it to figure out what was going on, and spoke in a gentle voice.
"Flying Immortal Sword, listen to my orders."
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