Fu Zhu walked forward for a while, and the white light finally dissipated.
She saw a sword with a body like glass, a color like a rainbow, many colorful decorations, and gorgeous treasures.
Fu Zhu suddenly thought of the banshee in the Mengyuan Secret Realm. If she saw this sword, she would definitely like it.
Fu Zhu wanted to take two more steps forward, but found that she could not move. She could only continue to watch where she was.
The extremely gorgeous sword had bright red blood dripping from the tip. It hit the ground with large pieces, causing blood flowers as big as the mouth of a bowl.
Fu Zhu tried hard to look at the person holding the sword, but could only see a vague and slender figure. His voice trembled and the sword screamed, "Huayi, from now on, I am no longer your master."
"Okay." A clear female voice sounded slowly.
She was transformed by the spirit of the sword and did not have much emotion, but the sword was connected with its master's mind and knew that the master was about to abandon it. The sword vibrated slightly, as if crying.
"I will sleep in the sword tomb forever, waiting for the one holding the Dulu Sword to come and wake me up." She said softly, like a solemn promise.
The voice is as cool as jade and is extremely pleasant to hear.
Fu Zhu suddenly remembered that the owner of the Dulu Sword was not her, but Zhao Zhiying.
She borrowed the sword for three years, breaking the original trajectory. This opportunity did not belong to her.
Fu Zhu still had a lot of doubts, but an invisible force bounced her out, and she returned to the cave.
He holds the fairy sword in his hand.
Mi Tao and Yuesu went over first, and soon others found that Fu Zhu had pulled out the fairy sword and surrounded him.
"Is this a fairy sword?" The scabbard was plain and plain, as if it was filled with dust.
Everyone looked at this fairy sword curiously, "It's just a bit ugly."
Fu Zhu didn't answer. She had seen the sword in the scabbard. It was colorful and very beautiful.
Everyone was discussing in a hurry, wanting to see the elegance of the fairy sword. Suddenly there was another shaking, and everyone was sent back to the original road. Not far behind them was the stone gate where they came from.
I see.
The real sword tomb is below, and wherever it falls is God's will.
Several casual cultivators were also sent back, but they were still tied tightly. They discussed and decided, "Just throw them into the sword tomb!"
With a rumble, the stone door opened wide, revealing the light from the outside.
The disciples of the Sword Sect also gathered together again. Although a few of them were injured, it was not serious.
"The air outside is better!" Zhu Qingyi opened her hands wide and felt the breeze blowing against her face.
The wind was a little cold and astringent, and Fu Zhu felt a little upset.
"Miss Fu Zhu, I heard that you obtained an immortal sword in the Sword Tomb, congratulations!" Zhao Zhiying, who came out later, walked up to her and congratulated her.
Fu Zhu looked at the handsome young man in silver robes in front of him, smiled majesticly, and wished her sincerely. After thinking for a while, he said, "Go and tell your sect elders that you will go back later."
Fu Zhu looked at him steadily and said, "I have something to say to you alone."
Maybe her expression was too serious, Zhao Zhiying nodded blankly, and only after he talked to the sect elders did he react belatedly.
Fu Zhu has also made an agreement with Elder Lu Zheng that she will catch up with everyone later with her sword.
Lu Zheng agreed to her leaving the team without asking any questions.
Each sect dispersed one after another, and the Taixuan Sword Sect had also withdrawn with its sword. Jin Shuang asked in confusion: "Why isn't Master Zhao here?"
The elder in front responded: "If Zhiying has something to do, he will return to the sect by himself."
Only then did Jin Shuangshuang say "Hmm" with relief, admiring the sword he had acquired in the sword tomb.
On the other hand, Jin Mingyun beside her had her eyebrows knitted together, a little absent-minded.
Before he left, he saw Zhao Zhiying being called away by the girl from Jianzong. The two of them seemed to have something to say.
But he didn't mention this to Jin, lest she start messing around again.
Only the girl in white robe and the boy holding the silver gun were left in the silent mountain.
Zhao Zhiying said: "Miss Fu Zhu, do you have anything to tell me?" He couldn't think of anything Fu Zhu would say if he called him alone.
Fu Zhu took off the ancient sword from his waist and handed it to Zhao Zhiying, "I found this in the Sword Tomb."
Zhao Zhiying took the sword slowly and did not understand the purpose of Fu Zhu for a moment. He then thought that Miss Fu Zhu must be showing him her new fairy sword.
The young man thanked him and touched the scabbard, but he did not dislike its ugliness like the others. He was slightly excited and wanted to pull out the sword and see what this fairy sword looked like.
"Huh? Why can't you pull it out?" Zhao Zhiying looked at the fairy sword in his hand in confusion, smiled sheepishly at Fu Zhu, and returned the sword to her.
Zhao Zhiying muttered: "Maybe the fairy sword recognizes its master."
The same thing happened to the Dulu Sword before.
However, he was not sad and said calmly: "I still need to trouble Miss Fu Zhu to draw the sword."
Fu Zhu took back the sword and shook his head, "I can't pull out the scabbard either."
Zhao Zhiying was surprised, "But it was a girl who pulled out this fairy sword..." Many people saw it at that time.
Fu Zhu recounted his sword-drawing experience to him. Zhao Zhiying thought for a long time and said, "The person holding the Dulu Sword should be Miss Fu Zhu."
"After all, I can't even pull out the Dulu Sword!"
"I will take the Dulu Sword out of the sword tomb, and finally hand it over to Miss Fu Zhu to bring it back to the sword tomb to help you pull out the fairy sword. Perhaps it was arranged a long time ago."
Fu Zhu still felt something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it.
With a flip of his palm, the Dulu Sword came out.
Fu Zhu said: "I wanted to return it in three years, but now I will return it to you in advance."
Zhao Zhiying quickly took two steps back and did not take the sword, "This Dulu Sword was originally given to Miss Fu Zhu by me. There is absolutely no reason to take it back."
The three-year plan to return the sword at that time was just a delaying tactic. He never thought about wanting the Dulu Sword in his heart. He had already known that he had no connection with the Dulu Sword, and he did not practice swordsmanship.
"Since the wielder of the Dulu Sword is destined to be the fairy sword in the girl's hand, Miss Fu Zhu might as well accept it. All the mysteries may be answered one day in the future."
The talisman bead had no choice but to give up. He held it in his palm and the Dulu Sword was hidden again.
She took both swords back to the mountain gate, and when the master came back, she might be able to ask.
After Fu Zhu said goodbye to Zhao Zhiying, he used his sword to chase the Jianzong troops.
Because the disciples from the sect who came here were all at the foundation-building level, and their sword-wielding speed was not very fast, Fu Zhu quickly caught up with them.
"Has everything been settled?" Lu Zheng asked her kindly.
Nodding, Fu Zhu said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, Elder Lu, everything has been taken care of."
Several sword energy slipped through the air, and three days later, he finally returned to the sect.
"I haven't been away for long, so why do I feel like I've been away from you for a long time?"
"Me too. I feel like Zhenshan is my home. I miss it even after being away for a few days."
"I miss you so much, why don't you stop wielding a sword, climb up from the foot of the mountain, and experience the feeling of climbing the Qingyun Ladder again?"
Zhou Zhao recalled the days when he climbed the Qingyun Ladder. He trembled all over and shook his head in resistance.
By climbing the Qingyun Ladder, is he looking for trouble for himself?
But Zhou Zhao climbed up in the end. Chen Hongjin took the lead on the Qingyun Staircase without saying a word, and Mi Tuo soon followed.
It was Zhu Qingyi who suggested climbing the Qingyun Staircase. Naturally, he would not back down. He patted Zhou Zhao on the shoulder, took two steps at a time, and climbed a large distance at once.
It wasn't until Qian Sanbao and Tian Qiqi joined in that Zhou Zhao was the only one left, that he resigned and chased after him, "Wait for me!"
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