Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 680 The Sword Spirit is Born
The magnificent sword energy like golden clouds covered the entire sky, with ups and downs and myriad phenomena, weaving a heart-shaking and shocking scene.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was complicated. It turned out that this was the real power of the Tainan Immortal Sword. He had a feeling that he used it as a firestick before.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Jiang Xianxian shrouded in the mighty sword light, his clothes and hair fluttering, as if the sword fairy had come to the world.

Liu Qinghuan stared at Taiwei's sword in astonishment, the stubborn filth was peeled off piece by piece, and it was clean and clean after a while.

The corners of his eyes were twitching, the blood stains that he had spent countless efforts and time could not get rid of, and he planned to take it to the treasure pool for washing, but it disappeared in less than a quarter of an hour in the hands of others, it was really irritating and also!

With a secret sigh, Liu Qinghuan closed her eyes, her expression becoming blurred.

At this time, a shattering roar came from the rumbling thunder, resounding all over the field.

As far as the eyes could see, there was only the dazzling golden sea, the jumping thunders rushed in and out of the body, and the majestic sword energy came in waves one after another, Gu Jingchen felt boundless despair.

He was unwilling to suffer such a death!
A pair of eye sockets with only blood holes sprayed out almost substantive resentment, and all kinds of insects rushed out, including famous vicious insects, and ordinary spirit insects like blood devouring insects. Being crowded and dense makes people's scalp numb.

However, most of these insects were crushed into powder by the sword energy as soon as they appeared, but they couldn't hold back the large number, and after one layer died, another layer was quickly added, and soon a round cocoon was formed, wrapping Gu Jingchen tightly in the center .

The monk surnamed Yu who stood watching the play said, "Tsk tsk, he still wants to escape."

Liu Qinghuan had already put away the sword field at this time, and the sword intent of life and death fell back into her hands, and she looked up.I saw the round cocoon moving out with difficulty, and with every step, countless insects disappeared.

The monk surnamed Yu approached, and whispered in a tone of inquiring about secrets and gossip: "Liu Daoyou, where did you get the Tainanzong's inheritance sword? This sword is so powerful, will you return it to Tainanzong?" ?”

Liu Qinghuan said: "Not yet... Fellow Daoist Yu, do you think I should pay it back, or not?"

"Hehe, this..." Cultivator Yu rolled his eyes: "It is indeed a difficult problem. If it were me, I would definitely not be reconciled. No matter which family Taiwei belonged to before, since it has been in my hands by chance, why should I accept it? You have to return it. But if you don’t return it...it’s morally unjustifiable, after all, it’s the sword inherited from the Tainan Sect, and I’m afraid it will be bad for your reputation.”

Liu Qinghuan nodded calmly: "Well, what you said is very true."

"Liu Daoyou, if you are an unknown person or a casual cultivator, it's okay to say that the sky is high and the earth is far away, who can control who. But you are from the Wenshi sect, and you are a senior disciple of Ming Yangzi, alas!"

A burst of displeasure surged in Liu Qinghuan's heart, she lowered her face and said, "You are trying to blackmail me with morality, so you must return the sword?"

The monk surnamed Yu showed a look of astonishment. He probably didn't expect him to say it so directly. He laughed awkwardly and said, "This, this...you don't want to blame Daoist Liu, I'm just talking nonsense..."

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him with a half-smile, then ignored him and turned to see how the battle was going.

After a few words, the cocoon struggled to move a certain distance, but how could Jiang Xianxian let him escape, and with a dance of the sword, another shocking thunder struck down!
boom!
The cocoons quickly disintegrated and shattered, countless insects flew in all directions, and some even shot out of the range of sword energy with sparks all over their bodies.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes froze, and Gu Jingchen, who was wrapped in the middle, disappeared!

"No, that person must have gotten in among those bugs, don't let one go!"

His body was rolled out like a strong wind, and the sword in his hand fell, and the sword intent of life and death drew long marks that penetrated into the void, killing several insects in an instant!
No one expected that Gu Jingchen would still have such a hand. Fortunately, there were not many worms that escaped, and they were quickly killed by the three of them.

Jiang Xianxian hesitated and said: "Should they all be killed?"

The monk surnamed Yu confidently patted his chest and said: "It must be killed, that guy can still escape like this, I will take his surname!"

Liu Qinghuan frowned, thought for a while and said, "It's okay, even if he escapes, there won't be any disturbances. The Zhi clan has long been the target of public criticism. Since they reappeared in the world, they will definitely be besieged again. The Yinyue Blood Realm must also I will go to find their lair, and I will report to the alliance later, and continue to track down the whereabouts of the Zhi clan."

"That's the only way to go." Jiang Xian said immortally, and handed out the Taiwei sword: "You Daoist Liu, I would like to thank you today for lending the Taiwei sword to me with a broad mind, and now it is completely returned to Zhao!"

His eyes lingered on the clean and clean sword body, but the movement he handed out was quite firm.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, reached out to take the sword, and said with a playful smile: "You don't want to take back Taiwei for your Tainanzong?"

Jiang Xianxian was startled, then ecstatically, immediately realized the looseness in his words, and stuttered a little with excitement.

"Liu, Fellow Daoist Liu, you mean, are you willing to..."

"No, I don't want to." Liu Qinghuan said flatly: "So you think carefully about how much the Taiwei Sword is, and you can exchange it with me for the same amount of treasure!"

"Okay, okay!" Jiang Xianxian nodded again and again: "Although my Tainan Sect is about to disband, there are still a few things left, which will definitely satisfy fellow Taoists..."

Liu Qinghuan put Taiwei Sword into Najie, and interrupted him directly: "Then when are you ready, come to me again. Remember, this is your voluntary, don't say later that I forced you, and don't use morality Threats like that. Otherwise, hehe!"

He sneered, not hiding the domineering and murderous intent in his tone.

The monk surnamed Yu turned his head unnaturally and remained silent.

In fact, before returning the sword, Liu Qinghuan had plans early in the morning.

For him, the Taiwei Sword naturally has a role, but it is not indispensable.What's more, after meeting Jiang Xianxian and arousing its real power, he made up his mind.

In addition, the Taiyi Frost Linggu in the Songxi Cave Sky Map is about to mature, and its main branch is an innate sword, which can not only cut through the void, but also has incredible supernatural powers.

So compared to that, Taiwei in his hands seems a bit weak, after all, he can't really wield a lot of swords, and the life and death swords are connected with his mind, and it is absolutely impossible to give up.

Liu Qinghuan turned the sword intent of life and death in his hand, and was about to speak, when he heard Jiang Xianxian say: "Friend Liu Daoist, is this your sword of primordial spirit?"

"Huh? That's right."

"I really envy fellow Taoist, the sword spirit of your sword is extremely powerful, no worse than Taiwei's."

Liu Qinghuan paused, raised the sword intent of life and death before her eyes, and said in surprise: "Sword spirit?"

Jiang Xianxian looked at him strangely: "Yes, although the sword spirit looks a little weak, but..."

He opened his eyes suddenly: "You, you don't know? The sword spirit of your sword was produced by yourself?!"

When Liu Qinghuan had time to return to him, she hurriedly pressed the sword intent of life and death between her eyebrows, but she felt a ghostly shadow in the middle of the sword body, and said in surprise and joy: "A sword spirit has really been born!"

A monk surnamed Yu also came over to join in the fun at this time: "Wow, the sword spirit is self-generated! That is a top-notch spirit sword that has a one in ten thousand chance of giving birth to its own sword spirit. Fellow Daoist Liu, your sword will be great in the future!"

Liu Qinghuan felt dizzy from being hit by a big cake falling from the sky, and the depression of agreeing to return Taiwei before was also swept away, only feeling the ecstasy of the newborn sword spirit again and again.

He suddenly remembered that when Gu Jingchen and the others flew out of the formation, they almost fell victim to the sudden explosion of butterfly powder.If it wasn't for the tingling pain from his hand, the sword intent of life and death cut through his palm and woke him up.

At that time, I thought it was because the grip was too tight, but now that I think about it, if he fell into a nightmare, how could he still be able to hold the sword?
And he has been so busy these days, but he didn't realize that the Sword Intent of Life and Death had quietly produced a sword spirit!

Both Jiang Xianxian and the monk surnamed Yu were happy, but Liu Qinghuan suppressed it, but still couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

"Liu Daoyou, what is the name of your sword? Haha, there is another famous sword in the world, so we can brag about it to others in the future."

Liu Qinghuan's face froze, and he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to name the sword for so long!
"Hehe, let's talk about this later. It's a matter here, and someone will come here soon, and there may be people from the Yinyue Blood Realm. Let's find a safe place."

Jiang Xianxian nodded and said yes, took out the communication talisman: "Yes, then I will inform other fellow Taoists that they don't have to come here."

The three said no more, leaving a mess and left quickly.

The stronghold of the Yinyue Blood Realm below has been completely destroyed in successive fierce battles. Countless Yinyue Blood Realm monks who had fallen into a nightmare were silently turned into fly ash because they were left unattended.

(End of this chapter)