Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

Wan Lingyun was warming up on the side, and when he saw how powerful the two physical cultivators from Suiyi Sect were, whom he had never seen before, he came over to join in the fun.

"Tsk tsk, Jiang Xuan, who are these two brothers? Why haven't I seen them before when I visited you guys before?"

Jiang Xuan laughed guiltily, "They are shy and get stressed when they go out."

Wan Lingyun hissed. He just saw those two brothers beating someone so ruthlessly, but they didn’t seem to be shy.

Oh! He understands!

It turned out that they were under stress from the competition just now.

Awesome! He had never seen such a trick before. He was afraid of strangers and was afraid of...

Just beat the stranger to death.

I don’t know if Gu Ye can learn this trick. This little junior brother is usually too introverted. I heard that he took the initiative to talk to Jiang Li during the election. Why is he so autistic now?

The gong sounded, signaling the start of the sword cultivation competition. Wan Lingyun waved his hand and went back to Chu Xian.

Bai Yushu was struggling while holding the six black swords.

Each one of them is quite useful, but none of them is his natal sword.

Sometimes, Bai Yushu was too lazy to choose and would even just pick up four swords to fight.

Jiang Xuan saw Brother Bai's dilemma and revealed the secret in one sentence.

"Brother, if you can't make a choice, then just take them all. Can't you just use the sword formation?"

Bai Yushu suddenly realized and tapped his palms.

Jiang Xuan’s thinking was indeed unique, but he had to hold six swords throughout the entire match, so he couldn’t use any other tricks except the sword formation.

Jiang Xuan yawned and stretched his arms twice, "The first part of the game is an inner door challenge match, the sooner it's over, the sooner it can be finished."

Bai Yushu hesitated for a moment, but still picked up all six swords.

The boy held three heavy swords under his arms, but his posture remained upright.

Senior Brother Bai has been practicing swordsmanship for much longer than Jiang Xuan, and his control over the sword is considered to be very handy, but he has previously been under moral constraints and has some integrity on the front battlefield.

As for the battlefield on the back...that's another story.

There is still a hole on the back of Wan Lingyun's head that has not disappeared.

Jiang Xuan was too lazy to maintain his composure. Winning was winning, losing was losing. There was no such thing as winning beautifully or not.

So a long list of swords for the competition were registered under Bai Yushu's name, and the master at the registration office even found a separate piece of paper to register.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the list. The world of cultivation was very particular about the names of swords. They would name swords like "Clear Wind, Bright Moon", "Beautiful Forest and Steep Mountains", whatever was elegant.

It made her feel a little embarrassed.

"Please tell me the name of your sword."

The young master was still very young, and it was probably his first time to be in charge of such a big event, so he was a little nervous.

Jiang Xuan took out the shovel from his Qiankun bag and showed it to him, "Xiaobai".

The young monk thought he was dazzled and had heard it wrong, so he asked again.

"noob"

The shovel began to vibrate violently.

Jiang Xuan pressed Xiaobai tightly again.

What are you protesting about! What a nice name!

The young monk paused for a moment, then suddenly understood -

It must sound simple, but the words are very elegant and complex.

For example, Xiaobai, Xiaobai and so on.

"Excuse me, how do you write the two words xiào bai?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, "Are you from Shandong?"

Monk: "Ah? No?"

Jiang Xuan: "Oh, that's okay, the small one is small and the white one is white, so just call it Xiaobai"

The monk frowned and wrote the words "Master of Little White Sword" under Jiang Xuan's name.

"Oh, by the way, I also have a sword called..."

Jiang Xuan stopped talking halfway.

The Red Crow Sword, almost everyone in the world of cultivation who can vent their anger knows that this is an ancient magic sword.

She hadn't even started the competition yet, but she was arrested by the highest censorship agency.

She thought for a while, her eyes firm, "Red Bird, Red as in red, Small as in big bird... No, Bird as in big bird"

The monk said "oh" and wrote the words "Master of Big Bird Sword" under Xiaobai.

Jiang Xuan: ...

Monk: ...

Pei Muqing and Bai Yushu listened to the whole thing and didn't give her any face at all. They covered their faces and sneered.

Monk: "I'm sorry, I'll write you another one."

After making several mistakes, the monk finally managed to register Jiang Xuan's sword.

Pei Muqing: "Hahahaha, the master of the Bird Sword has come out hahaha"

Bai Yushu: "How domineering, little junior sister! That sounds much better than the second time I wrote the wrong Big Red Sword, hahahahaha"

Jiang Xuan had a sullen face and didn't bother to pay attention to his two senior brothers.

Her mastery of the art of naming was so high! But it was all ruined by this monk with an uncoordinated brain!

Jing Yuming had just returned from the Fu Xiu registration point. Seeing that Jiang Xuan was in a bad mood, he thought he was being bullied.

Only after Bai Yushu and Pei Muqing explained the whole story to the senior brother did Jiang Xuan look up aggrievedly.

"Big Brother! Look at them! My sword's name sounds really nice!"

......

"Big Brother, what's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache?"

Jiang Xuan decided to break off his friendship with his three senior brothers from Suiyi Sect for a second.

The heavy and slow gong sounds rang three times in succession, and the sword cultivation competition officially began.

Just like all previous individual competitions.

The individual sword cultivator competition adopts a floating competition system. First, the inner disciples of each sect will freely challenge the direct disciples. If the direct disciples lose once, they will be deprived of the right to continue participating in the competition.

After all the inner gates have finished their challenge, the remaining people on the field will randomly draw lots and form groups of two to determine the final winner.

Jiang Xuan had a bad reputation and there were very few ignorant inner disciples who would come to challenge her, so she could only sit aside and wipe the Red Crow Sword out of boredom.

This boring behavior was also over-interpreted by the inner sect members.

That action was clearly a threat!

If they dare to come over, they will be dead! Jiang Xuan's dazed eyes were a little empty, which made those inner gates even more scared.

It was originally quite satisfying to watch Jiang Xuan using dirty tricks to beat others from the sidelines, but it would not be so satisfying if the person being beaten was yourself.

As the latest generation of sword masters, Zhou Shuanglu and Jiang Li are so busy that they have no time to rest.

Jiang Li came down to take over for Zhou Shuanglu to fight, and after Zhou Shuanglu finished fighting, Jiang Li took over again. All the inner gate disciples who came over were there to challenge the two of them.

The other sword practitioners who were directly taught by the emperor sat on the stage, swinging their legs in the breeze, while the two of them broke several swords.

Jiang Xuan yawned, leaned back while holding Chiya and Xiaobai, and simply took a nap there.

Bai Yushu was still studying how to hold six swords at the same time and perform sword moves, but in the end it turned into acrobatics.

Pei Muqing: "Forcing animals to perform will get you arrested in the cultivation world"

Bai Yushu clicked his tongue at Pei Muqing, and when he saw that Jiang Xuan was still asleep, he felt relieved and continued with his research.

Senior Brother Pei shook his head helplessly. The sound of swords colliding on the field was so loud that only Jiang Xuan could still sleep...

No, Song Biechen also fell asleep.

Jiang Suwen knelt down obediently, letting his senior sister lie on his knees to get some privacy.

Jiang Xuan was tossed around twice, and Pei Muqing lifted his head up and put a soft pillow under it. He mumbled twice indistinctly and then went back to sleep, covered with his sleeve.

Jiang Xuan slept for two full rounds before Zhou Shuanglu and Jiang Li managed to repel all the inner gates.

There were many sword practitioners with similar strength to them, but under Yueying's guidance, they miraculously used the power of the sword to defeat their opponents.

When picking up the sword, they hardly have to think about it. The sword modified by the master will automatically carry their spiritual power. It is really amazing.

Gu Ye hid in the corner, secretly looking at the weapon mark on the hilt, and was shocked.