Gao Wu: Letting you take pictures, you wholesale supernatural powers?

Shenjian Sect, Yunjianchi.

Su Yu held the purple gourd in both hands, ready to hand it over at any time.

At this time, Bai Yu suddenly turned around and looked at him.

"Are you raising a sword now?"

Su Yu froze for a moment.

Some people didn't realize that this cold senior actually used more than five words in one sentence.

Oh boy, it turns out there are no weird restrictions.

"Yeah." He replied shortly.

Generally speaking, people who speak this way are brief, and they definitely like others to reply briefly.

Su thought so in his heart.

Bai Yu nodded slightly and looked towards the sword platform.

"Then you don't have to call me out."

"Lest...waste."

"Huh?" Su Yu blinked.

There are more and more words in each sentence!

Just don't understand something?

In fact, it wasn't just him who was misunderstood at the moment.

In the void, all the treasures also looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

When will our Shenjian Sect be able to cultivate sword spirits without using the sword cultivation platform?

Everyone is speculating.

I saw Bai Yu wave his hand.

A white jade flying sword came through the air and inserted directly into the sword platform.

The sound of the white feather sword entering the sword platform was very clear.

in the void.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Absolute silence and shock.

Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded.

What...what is going on? !

Why did the White Feather Sword itself enter the sword platform?

Aren't you going to raise the sword spirit for Su Yuyun?

This process...is not wrong?

At this moment, a hundred thousand whys appeared in their minds.

In contrast.

Su Yu, who was holding the purple gourd, seemed much calmer.

It can't be said that he is calm.

The main reason is that classmate Su doesn't know what is happening now.

Bai Yu didn't say much and waved his hand.

The mysterious magic circle began to change.

"Depend on!!"

"Fuck!"

Two classic curse words sounded in the void.

The Yonghua woman and the man in Tsing Yi stared at each other with big eyes.

For a moment, they wished they didn't see the same look in each other's eyes.

"This magic circle is not a method of nourishment, it is a method of extracting the sword spirit!"

"Senior, do you want to separate yourself from the White Feather Sword?"

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! What do you mean?"

"What else can it mean?" Mrs. Yonghua looked helpless.

"Is there a sword spirit stronger than our predecessors in this world?"

"That's not right, what should our Divine Sword Sect do?!"

All the treasures were shocked and dumbfounded.

Su Yu also widened his eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

"I...I really read that right?!"

"That cold senior just turned into a stream of light and penetrated into my wine gourd?"

"so..."

Su Yu didn't even dare to continue guessing.

The cold-faced fairy sister took the initiative to become a sword spirit under the influence of a wine gourd. Who would dare to believe this if she told her about it?

He looked around, trying to find a second person to ask about the situation.

It is impossible for such a large ancient sword sect to have only one person in charge, right?

Can someone please explain it to me?

How embarrassing would it be if this was a misunderstanding? !

There was silence all around, and no one responded.

Su Yu was about to shout at the top of his lungs.

On the sword platform, the long white jade sword began to vibrate.

humming sound.

The white jade sword exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

"Is this a treasure?"

"And, is it a treasure more powerful than the Demon Refining Banner and the Little Bell?!"

Su Yu was a little dull.

Fortunately, this powerful aura did not mean any harm.

Otherwise, Su Yu had no doubt that he might just turn into ashes.

He is honest and responsible.

I saw this treasure rising into the sky with majestic momentum.

A sword cut through the long river of time and space and rushed into the depths of the Divine Sword Sect.

Looking at the power of this sword, Su Yu was a little distracted.

In front of this sword.

He had just realized that the world could be a sword, but suddenly it seemed insignificant.

"Sure enough, you must not be distracted as a human being." He reminded himself in his heart.

......

in the void.

Zhongbao has not yet recovered from the cruel reality of being abandoned.

I saw the White Feather Divine Sword suppressing the Sword Sect [Death Place] with one strike.

They were suddenly relieved.

Senior has completely solved the problem of [Dead Place].

Today's Shenjian Sect does not seem to need her to keep an eye on it every day.

What's more, there are not many opportunities for her to change her body.

It's hard to come across such an opportunity now.

Why should they stop it?

As for the suzerain?

It has disappeared for so many epochs, even if you are a widow, you don't have it tied up all the time.

This time, senior should be freed and allowed to fly!

The man in Tsing Yi gave a self-motivating speech.

Drawing eye rolls from others.

Immediately, they all turned their attention to the ignorant boy.

There is expectation and relief.

At least, the sword of the Thirteenth Sub-Saint Sword can be passed down in another way.

Although... Jian took the initiative to run away.

"Well, this matter must not be told to anyone."

"This kid is so talented that he passed the examination of the sect master!"

......

Misty Immortal Sect.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was preparing to pick up the little cutie from seclusion.

Sensing the aura of the top treasure, he made random deductions.

"Ok?"

"what?!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked dull and almost missed the steps.

"Master, you are here!" Qiao Qiao's energetic voice came.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said solemnly: "Disciple, why do I feel that you and your captain are not reliable?"

Qiao Qiao immediately looked panicked: "What's wrong, master? Is the captain in any danger?"

"Can you help him?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "How can that boy be in crisis now? He just got the strongest bodyguard!"

"Mainly because, damn, this guy is a bit wild."

"I can't control your master!"

Hearing that Su Yu was in no danger, he even got a bodyguard.

Qiao Qiao's eyes immediately curved like crescent moons.

Immediately, she said with a bluffing face: "Master, it's wrong to say dirty words casually."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar laughed dumbfoundedly.

This little girl actually remembered that I said dirty words.

good!Make progress!

He immediately said with a doting look on his face: "Don't tell me, don't tell me."

"But Master has one thing to ask you. You can leave the mountain now."

"You have two options."

"The first is to go to Xuanyun Immortal Sect and find your sister Qinghuan."

"The second is to go to the Sword Control Sect and wait for your captain."

"Where are you going?"

Qiao Qiao's little face started to think about it very seriously.

"Master, you just said that the captain has the most powerful, powerful, and powerful bodyguard, right?"

"Ah."

"Then I will go to Xuanyun Immortal Sect to find Sister Qinghuan."

"Oh?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar was a little surprised.

"I'm afraid that I will hold back the captain." Qiao Qiao said.

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar immediately clenched his fists.

For a moment, he really wanted to go talk to the boy in person.

What happened to your boy?

My good disciple, have you fed me some kind of ecstasy?

"Then get ready and I'll take you there."

"Great! Master!"

......

at the same time.

Ye Yan, who was setting up the magic circle, felt the domineering aura of the White Feather Sword sweeping across all directions.

With a click, the magic circle that had been carved for a long time collapsed instantly.