Tu Nian didn't tell anyone that the strange sword could talk.
It wasn't that she didn't trust her fellow brothers, but Na Jian had repeatedly told her to keep her mouth shut and had explained the consequences of being exposed as very serious.
Of course, she wasn't someone who just accepted everything she heard. She questioned him at the time, "Yu Zhe is currently using Fu Guang, and Master uses Han Qi. Most of the powerful cultivators have swords imbued with sword spirits. Why are you, Brother Jian, the only one who can't stand this?"
Then he said leisurely, "Since he can control the sword spirit, his cultivation level must be at least in the late Nascent Soul stage. You are only in the Qi Refining stage, and you are a talisman cultivator. As the saying goes, if you possess a treasure, it is a crime. If my existence is exposed, you will not be able to keep the sword, let alone use it."
At the end, he added, "And I repeat, my name is Bo Qiu, don't call me Brother Jian."
He had wanted to say this a long time ago. How could a grown man be so close to a sword?
Hit the nail on the head.
Tu Nian really wanted to refute, but the other person's words were too true and she had no choice but to accept it.
So when Chu Qiurong asked about the details of the whole incident, she naturally revealed Tushan's background.
How did you save your life?
The talisman paper is awesome.
How to kill the snake demon?
The talisman paper is awesome.
Logically speaking, when she saw Chu Qiurong's skeptical look after hearing what he said, she knew that this person definitely didn't believe it, but how could a poor junior sister like her who had just escaped from Shekou have any bad intentions?
So she cried and snotted and wrote him a letter in tears.
On the other hand, Xu Ziqiao not only came back alone, but also had a dark face, as if he had eaten gunpowder. He didn't give her a good look on the whole way back to the sect.
She had no other options, so she asked Chu Qiurong. After a moment's thought, she guessed, "He must have been turned down by his senior brother, so he's feeling down."
Thinking of how the cheap senior brother disliked him, Tu Nian felt that the possibility was very high, so he simply let it go and ignored the matter.
Because she had many questions in her mind that needed to be answered, she said goodbye to the two of them and went back to the courtyard to "recover" behind closed doors.
After a simple dinner and locking the door, Tu Nian placed his new sword between the boards of the bamboo bed, then dragged a stool and sat in front of the bed.
Supporting her face with one hand, she stared intently at the dark sword and said slowly, "Now it's just you and me, Brother Jian, no, Bo Qiu. Let's talk for a while."
After a moment, the exquisite and intricate patterns on the sword glowed faintly, and then Bo Qiu's voice rang out lazily: "What are you talking about?"
Tu Nian drooped his eyelids and said, "Tell me about your origins and why you want to recognize me as your master."
She is a self-aware person. The original owner's body is useless and her talent is very poor. If there is anything that can attract Bo Qiu, it is only her Tushan bloodline.
Bo Qiu didn't hide it and admitted, "The origins of the sword spirits are the same. As for you, I want your blood to feed me."
"You are quite frank."
Tu Nian didn't fail to notice that he was intentionally glossing over his past, but she wasn't interested in that aspect. So, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then why did you put me in danger at the Sword Tomb?"
Yawning, Bo Qiu's voice was filled with weariness. "I'm not in that mood. Any top-grade sword must be guarded by a spirit. You should know this."
To put it bluntly, she came here rashly without any preparation, so it's not his fault.
Tu Nian's ears blushed as he had truly forgotten about this.
She frowned guiltily and said in a timid tone, "Is this what I'm talking about? I'm clearly talking about the time when the snake demon tried to eat me right in front of you, but you turned a blind eye."
Bo Qiu said with a hint of amusement, "Do you think a top-grade spirit sword is that easy to pull out? If any Qi training-stage cultivator could pull it out from under me, wouldn't all my efforts guarding this sword tomb for over a hundred years have been wasted?"
Tu Nian tutted his words and said, "According to what you said, if I take you away, you will suffer a loss. Wouldn't it be better for you to continue waiting?"
Why bother ordering her around and then look down on her ability to cultivate Qi and build a good reputation?
Bo Qiu's tone was slightly regretful. "To be honest, this is not what I wish for. Normally, the Tushan clan has produced many talented people, and they often live in seclusion in Tushan. However, those who emerge are all leaders in the world of immortal cultivation."
At this point, his voice paused noticeably, "I didn't expect there would be an exception."
Obviously, he was talking about Tu Nian.
Hearing that three out of the five sentences of Broken Sword were despising his own cultivation, Tu Nian finally became a little annoyed, so his eyes darkened and he threw him off the bed.
Before Bo Qiu could react, he made close contact with the floor. He was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he shouted angrily: "What are you doing!"
"Don't look at my young age, but I know that a forced melon is not sweet."
Tu Nian took off his shoes and socks, leaned over to the bed, and said with his eyelids closed: "Since you want to find someone with higher cultivation, I don't have the great power you want, so I won't keep you."
Anyway, she is not a sword practitioner and has no intention of doing so. As for the sword, she only has a usable one and hopes that it will look better. The quality of the sword itself is not within her consideration at all.
The most important thing is that this sword dog looks down on others and is very mean, and she can't stand his humiliation.
But in fact, Bo Qiu really didn’t mean that.
He has always been decisive in his actions. Since he has decided to go with her, it is a done deal and it is hard to say whether he dislikes it or not.
It was clearly Tu Nian who wanted to ask, and when he told the truth, she got angry again. She was truly an unreasonable person.
After only half a day of meeting like this, he got angry for the second time, which was even more irritating than the thousands of years before.
But after all, he had lived long enough, and the fire in his heart only burned for a moment before he suppressed it, his tone revealing some helplessness.
"After all, I saved your life. For that favor, you should at least find a good master for me among your people instead of mistreating me like this."
The emphasis of Bo Qiu's words was on the second half, meaning that he wanted her to appreciate and accept him. Tu Nian understood the first half, thinking that he was only thinking about Tushan's bloodline.
Wanting to annoy him, Tu Nian sneered and said in a strange tone: "If you say so, I'm afraid we'll have to wait another hundred years."
"I am the only one left in the Tushan clan who is in the Qi training stage. I am certainly not worthy of your noble birth. You should wait until my children and grandchildren grow up before I become their sword. Then I will allow you to call me mother, which will be considered as repaying your kindness in saving me."
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
Oh no.
Tu Nian secretly raised his eyelids and looked at Bo Qiu, not daring to make a sound.
She was so angry that she subconsciously used modern language. Her mouth was faster than her brain. After she finished cursing, she realized how unpleasant the words were to ancient people.
At this moment, she only hated why Lingjian didn't have a face, so that she could at least tell from the other party's face whether he was angry or very angry.
It feels good to curse the sword, but it will lead to the crematorium afterwards.
Seeing that the dim light of the sword gradually became cold, just like when it strangled the snake demon today, Tu Nian couldn't help but tremble all over.
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