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

Because Shen Wenqu withdrew from the competition midway and the competition was postponed, the disciples were all given half a day off.

You know what, I actually did something helpful by accident.

There have been too many unexpected events today, and everyone needs time to adjust.

As for the matter of Shen Wenqu's sword being taken away, everyone tacitly agreed not to discuss it any further.

The independent practitioners and elders gradually understood the truth.

The world's number one swordsman from the Bi Bo Sect was not recognized by the Qing Feng Sword.

In fact, Shen Wenqu has lost to Wan Lingyun and Jiang Xuan in the art of Taoist cultivation.

This matter was not glorious in the first place. In fact, most of the disciples took a non-glorious attitude towards the demise of the genius Shen Wenqu.

Being too attached to love will only damage one's spiritual heart and be detrimental to cultivation. This is the first iron rule they learned from bloody examples.

Only Jiang Xuan didn't seem to be afraid of this matter at all.

If you must say, she has died seven times and her heart has long been calm. Love and other messy things are not worth her attention at all.

Just like the original owner, who had licked Shen Xiuyan for so long, wasn't he still used to the point where nothing was left?

Jiang Xuan himself didn't want to follow in the footsteps of the original owner.

So she happily studied the Qingfeng Sword she had just obtained. The seal on it was very strange. Even in the demon world, she had never seen such a good thing.

Jiang Xuan swung the sword twice, and it was indeed as swift as a swallow and as powerful as the wind. Unfortunately, the spiritual power connection between him and her was average, not as good as Xiaobai's.

"It would be best if we could produce them in batches, so that each person would have three."

After hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Gu Ye's hand holding the sword trembled.

Is she crazy? This ancient sword was made by the ancestor of the cultivation world. How can he, a humble Jindan-stage cultivator, have three of them?

Even if you tear it down you can't do it.

Jiang Xuan looked at Ye's troubled expression and smiled understandingly.

"Don't be afraid, my brothers and I will... silently cheer you on!"

Bai Yushu and Pei Muqing showed gloomy and threatening eyes and stood behind Jiang Xuan, almost scaring Gu Ye to tears.

Still cheering for him, just don't cheer him up and burn him...

He is only slightly older than Huo Zheng, and has been used to being an introverted and socially anxious young master at home, so his mentality is far from mature enough.

Wan Lingyun came over to smooth things over and protected his junior brother behind him.

"Alright, alright, my junior brother is dull, so I'll just do what I can for you. Don't expect too much."

Senior Brother Wan shook his wrist and acted like a good brother, making Bai Yushu and Pei Muqing look away.

Jiang Xuan stared at the sword and stopped hesitating.

"It doesn't matter if you can't make it. Just take a look at the disassembly for reference. The Qingfeng Sword has changed hands many times. I'm afraid this seal is not a good thing. Just take a closer look at the materials and craftsmanship."

Jiang Xuan didn't want to get into a fight by himself, so Qingfeng Sword saw that the opponent was stronger and rushed over to pay homage to the mountain.

The Qingfeng Sword trembled in Gu Ye's hand, and he was about to put it into Jiang Xuan's hand again in a flattering manner.

"Stop, stay away"

Jiang Xuan raised his hand and stopped coldly.

Swords are like friends, both have to be trustworthy.

Take Xiaobai for example. Jiang Xuan and this shovel are old acquaintances. Even if he lets her hang upside down with her eyes closed and fall off the cliff, Jiang Xuan still trusts Xiaobai completely.

Although Xiaobai usually has a bad temper and seems to be a natural enemy of Xiaomeiqiu, he is much better than Qingfengjian.

Perhaps it was because her magic weapons had been taken away too many times by the dead man Shen Xiuyan in the demon world, so she no longer had high requirements for the quality of magic weapons.

It just needs to be useful and you have a solid relationship with her.

"Then I'll go grab some for you... No, it won't hurt to find some weapons and make some that you can use."

The elders of Xuanyue Sect were all a little surprised to see Jiang Xuan being so close to everyone, even getting so close to the cultivators of other sects without distinguishing between you and me.

When did the relationship between these four sects become so good?

Besides, the Qingfeng Sword was something that the Bibo Sect had spent a lot of effort to find. How could it be a bad thing now that it fell into Jiang Xuan's hands?

She looked indifferent and just waved her hand to decide the fate of the sword.

"If the Qingfeng Sword doesn't obey, then I'll melt it and fight another way. At least it's better than falling into the hands of the enemy."

Qingfeng Jian and Gu Ye were both shaking badly. Wan Lingyun was silent for a moment, standing between the two sects, thinking that Gu Ye was afraid of Bai Yushu and the others.

In fact, Gu Ye was afraid of Jiang Xuan.

This man, who was born as a casual cultivator, was indeed ruthless and cruel. He would smash even the best quality weapons without hesitation.

For some unknown reason, he felt a mixture of respect and fear.

Jiang Xuan really had a hard time with Jian today.

First, he destroyed two swords of Xuanyue Sect, and then he was visited by Qingfeng of Bibo Sect. Coming back and forth, he could become a sword goods dealer.

She does not produce swords, but only destroys famous swords.

Not to mention the elders of Xuan Yue Sect, even the independent cultivators watching the battle in the audience couldn't help but talk about it.

"That's a famous ancient sword! It recognized Jiang Xuan as the master, but it's going to be melted down?"

"Jiang Xuan has his own destiny... shovel it! Even Shen Wenqu can't control the Qingfeng Sword. It's obvious that it's not a loyal sword!"

"That's such a waste! If you don't want it, you can give it to me!"

"Okay, then I'll give it to you. I'll let you be robbed of your sword and killed by your own sword on the spot?"

The Qingfeng Sword was drowned out by the discussions of the crowd, and it seemed to be trembling with fear and feeling wronged.

It just chooses the strongest person to inherit before transforming.

This was the task assigned to it by the previous sword master. Who could have thought that now that Jiang Xuan had just been chosen, he would be melted alive by her to make another sword!

It "looked" at Jiang Xuanfeng's calm eyes and only dared to complain inwardly.

Now she doesn't know how powerful this sword is! One day I will show my power to her and help her slay ghosts and eliminate evil, and I will definitely impress her!

The four sects went their separate ways and returned to their resting places.

Jiang Xuan always felt like the back of his neck was stabbed by a scorching gaze, but when he turned around, he saw Gu Ye holding a sword and walking slowly towards their resting point. Wan Lingyun disliked him for being too slow and took the sword from him.

Strange... She always felt like someone was watching her just now.

Really, could it be that the sword has eyes?

The five members of Suiyi Sect took a leisurely stroll and returned to the sect's resting point.

Liu Rumo walked forward with a relaxed pace, brushing the reeds on the roadside.

Jiang Xuan: "Master, did anything good happen?"

She yawned, and Pei Muqing took the opportunity to stuff a pill into her mouth. She chewed it twice and swallowed it.

"Brother, I don't want to eat anymore."

Pei Muqing's eyebrows flickered, and he poked her forehead twice. His tone was gentle but more like a lecture: "You have a childish temper. You always act like you're dead. If you die beside me, where will I, an alchemist, save my reputation?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Xuan. Jiang Xuan gave in and obediently opened his mouth to eat another one.

Liu Rumo first looked at Senior Brother Pei with a strange look, and it seemed that the corners of his mouth raised.

Pei Muqing pretended not to see it, turned his head away and coughed.

Jiang Xuan was sandwiched between the two of them, looking a little confused.

Liu Rumo paused mysteriously, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense, "Today I went to Xuanyue Sect in my spiritual journey. Can you guess what strange things happened there?"

Jing Yuming raised his eyelashes, then slowly lowered them out of habit before speaking, "The platform that announced the results of the sword cultivation competition was a little strange."

Jiang Xuan exclaimed and met the eyes of his senior brother.

Jing Yuming's eyes flashed with a smile, "Junior Sister, did you notice when you kicked the platform? The platform is solid."