Heaven sends a daughter-in-law, and the real and fake daughter are together

"Pfft, we're finally here."

Nan Xinqiao touched her face, smoothed her hair, put away the Tianluan sword, and turned to look at Cheng Yuning.

"Eh? Darling, why are you so refreshing? Did you secretly learn some magic behind my back?"

Cheng Yuning raised his eyebrows in shock, "So now you can't even use the Wind Control Technique?"

She just thought that she was too lazy to use a simple spell like the Purification Technique. She didn't expect that this person had no intention of using it at all. So who is the native of the world of cultivation? !

"Then can't you help me? I'm angry. You must not love me anymore."

Nan Xinqiao pinched her waist and pouted, turned angrily and walked into the Sword Valley, muttering as she walked.

"When you like someone, you call them Xiao Tiantian, and you always greet them with greetings. But if you don't like them, you don't even use Wind Control Technique, hum."

"I was just talking about how the wind blows up and down sometimes when I'm flying. It turns out that sometimes you hug me tightly, and sometimes you just grab me lightly, so can I keep myself warm?"

Cheng Yuning was at a loss and could only listen to her muttering quietly.

"I didn't expect you to forget to use it. Besides, don't normal people use the Wind Control Technique before wielding a sword?"

Cheng Yuning rubbed her brows. She was also stupid. When Nan Xinqiao felt a little cold on her body, she didn't doubt her intelligence.

"You mean I'm abnormal?"

Nan Xinqiao jumped up and said, "Baby, I'm really going to be angry."

"Really?" Cheng Yuning held her wrist and pushed her against the valley wall, "How about you come and see if you are angry?"

Nan Xinqiao gasped for air, her face turned red from holding it in, she bit her lip, and when she was about to speak, Cheng Yuning blocked her mouth.

Cheng Yuning bit her lips gently, and whispered as she turned and caressed her, "I was wrong, I will remember to give you the Wind Control Technique next time."

"Don't forget the others either."

Nan Xinqiao opened her lips slightly and warned her eagerly.

"Don't forget."

The two got carried away and kissed near the entrance of the Sword Valley, which made the spirit swords in the valley confused.

"Didn't they come here to make a contract with us? Why haven't they taken action yet? Did they come here specifically to kiss us?"

"It's dark here, why do you have to come here to kiss?"

"Don't you understand this? This is called excitement. This is how my last master got into trouble."

"That's awesome, old man, but I really hope they can adapt to me. I've been in this place where I can't see my fingers for thousands of years. The world is so big, and I want to go out and see it."

"I think so too."

"If you want to return home, don't recognize the master randomly. Otherwise, if the master dies, you will not only have to come back here, but your spiritual power will be reduced by half."

"Brother Hei is right, hush, those two people are coming in, let's shut up."

Nan Xinqiao hooked Cheng Yuning's little finger and walked in nervously.

"Hey, let me tell you, although these swords are quiet, they are actually saying bad things about our monks behind our backs."

The swords in Sword Valley are open to all monks in the world of cultivation. Those who are destined can naturally get them, but those who are not destined cannot snatch them away.

"Really?" Cheng Yuning raised his eyebrows, "I just heard something talking."

"How could she hear our conversation? Are we too showy?"

"That's stupid. She doesn't have a sword. How could she know we were chatting? You must have exposed her by moving around!"

"..."

Cheng Yuning held her forehead helplessly. These swords were so stupid, did she really want to choose from them?

"Let's get started, my dear. Just activate your spiritual power and issue the summons."

"it is good."

Cheng Yuning quickly formed a contract to release his spiritual power, and soon blue air flow emerged in the entire Sword Valley. For a moment, all the water spirit swords sensed the call, and rushed to Cheng Yuning, bending the tips of their swords to act coquettishly.

"This……"

Cheng Yuning encountered this situation for the first time and was a little confused for a moment.

"This is normal. You are born with mutated water spirit roots, so you should be the master they compete for."

Back when Nan Xinqiao only had the dual spirit roots of fire and wood, there were a bunch of fire and wood spirit swords that took a fancy to her qualifications and talents, and rushed out to recognize her as their master.

She thought about it for a while, and then chose the Yihuan Sword hiding at the back among the many spiritual swords.

Even though Yi Huanjian had not yet given birth to a sword spirit at that time, she did not dislike it.

However, it turns out that her vision is still very unique. The ordinary Yihuan Sword turned out to be a god-level spiritual weapon that was refined into waste. After many years of repair, it is now normal.

Later, the gentle and lovely Sword Spirit Xiao Huan was born.

"Choose the most suitable spiritual sword with your heart, after all, it will follow you for life."

Cheng Yuning nodded and started searching among the many chatters.

"Choose me, choose me. I'm hundreds of years old and I'm a mature swordsman."

"Go to the other side. You are so ugly, how can you be worthy of such a beautiful lady? You should choose me. I can emit colorful light, and it will be more honorable to take you out."

"Don't make any assumptions there. This woman is mine."

Cheng Yuning was speechless for a moment as she listened to Tianluanjian's expressionless narration. She closed her eyes and felt the spirit sword that only belonged to her.

She walked forward step by step, and with each step a group of swords made way for her. Suddenly she raised her hand and grabbed the blue spiritual sword in the upper right corner.

She turned her wrist to test the compatibility between the spirit sword and herself. After a few times, she nodded with satisfaction.

"That's it."

"It's ordinary, it must be a good sword."

Nan Xinqiao walked out with hooked lips, looked at the blue-lighting spiritual sword and praised it.

"It's all ordinary, but you can still tell it's a good sword?" Cheng Yuning smiled.

"My Xiaohuan was very ordinary at the beginning, but when I signed the contract, I discovered that it turned out to be a broken artifact. Do you think it is awesome or not?"

"Bulls." Cheng Yuning nodded with a smile, "Then I'll start the contract."

"All right."

Cheng Yuning quickly drew out the blood essence and dripped it into the spirit sword.

"Use my blood, Qier, as a lock, and make a promise!"

In an instant, blue light lit up in the sword valley, and Cheng Yuning and the spirit sword were wrapped in blue aura, which remained for a long time.

"Come on, why is this little blue so scheming? He usually pretends to be well-behaved, but when it comes to real moves, he's really good at it!"

"It's a pity that I have to go back to my old place for hundreds of years."

"Hey, can't there be more geniuses? Can't there be more geniuses who are suitable for me? Can't there be more geniuses who choose me?"

"Weren't there many sword cultivators here before? As long as you go out, you will definitely be contracted away."

"Is that a sword cultivator? That's a bitch! His strength is not as thick as his thick skin, and he still wants to burn down Sword Valley to force us out. He must be poisonous."

Amidst the chirping of these swords, Cheng Yuning finally concluded the contract.

She stroked the spirit sword and gave it the name she had prepared long ago, "You will be called Siyuejian from now on, Xiaoyue, it sounds nice, right?"

Siyue Sword bent its blade and replied softly, "Yes, Master~"

It was really happy. I didn't expect that it, a small i-sword, would be chosen so firmly by the monk.

And this was the first time it jumped out on its own initiative, and it took a lot of courage. If it failed, it would probably be a cat for thousands of years.

"Good boy." Cheng Yuning touched it and then put it into his dantian.

"Siyue, Yihuan, what's your couple's name?" Nan Xinqiao happily hugged Cheng Yuning's arm.

"Yes, of course the couple's sword needs the couple's name."

Cheng Yuning rolled his eyes and walked out with Nan Xinqiao, talking about Xiaoyue's situation as they walked.

"Judging from the material and the aura it contains, Xiaoyue should be a semi-artifact, but I always feel like something is wrong."

Cheng Yuning felt the barrier that was about to break through and raised his eyebrows.

"The impact it gave me was so strong that I almost became a god on the spot."

Nan Xinqiao touched her chin, "Is it a hidden artifact like Xiao Huan?"

"Oh, forget it, let's go back to the sect as soon as possible. I can protect you then and you can be promoted with peace of mind."

"it is good."

The two of them flew with their swords again, but this time they both looked calm. After all, Cheng Yuning remembered the previous lesson and specially cast an exquisite wind-controlling technique on Nan Xinqiao.

……

When the two rushed back to Saitama Peak, they found several people waiting at the door.

"Junior sister Nan, you are finally back. The leader has been waiting for you for a long time. Let's get there quickly."

"Let's go to Fu Peak first. Our peak master is more anxious. I think the leader can understand."

"We at the formation are also in a hurry. Let's go to our place first."

"Stop pulling me, you're going to rip off my hand."

Nan Xinqiao threw them away in disgust, trotted and hid behind Cheng Yuning, "My dear, please help me deal with it, I'm a petty person, and I'm afraid of society."

Cheng Yuning was shocked by her nonsense, and she bowed her hands to the senior sisters, "Xinqiao has just come back, and she needs to pay homage to the master before going out. Please be patient."

"Okay, after you finish praying, you must come to our peak first!"

"That's nonsense, you should obviously go to our peak."

"The leader has something important to ask Junior Sister Nan, do you understand?"

"The master already has the elixir, so why should he ask Junior Sister Nan?"

Seeing them pulling away, Cheng Yuning breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled Nan Xinqiao out from behind, "Are you awesome again, Junior Sister Nan?"

"It's not great, it's not great." Nan Xinqiao chuckled, "Let's go see the Master, and beg her to protect you."

"Okay." The two looked at each other and smiled, and went to Liu Yueming's yard hand in hand.