The incomplete mountains, rivers, cities, and earth are as illusory as a dream, but they also give people a strange sense of reality, as if she had been here many years ago.
A middle-aged man with slightly gray temples stood on the incomplete mountain peak, looking at the incomplete earth, with unspeakable sadness and desolation on his face.
"Are you..." Gu Qingxi asked tentatively.
Normally, this should be the sword spirit of the Dingtian Divine Sword, but strangely, she could clearly feel the aura of a human soul in this sword spirit.
The middle-aged man seemed not to have heard anything, and still stared at the incomplete mountains and rivers for a long time.
"Are you the Dingtian Sword Spirit?" Gu Qingxi waited for a while, but when he saw no response, she asked again.
The middle-aged man finally heard her voice, turned around, and looked at her with empty eyes.
Gu Qingxi's heart was shocked: The remnant soul, this sword spirit, turned out to be a remnant soul.
No wonder the Dingtian Divine Sword only recognizes the descendants of the Xiao family as its master, and can only be used by the descendants of the Xiao family. It turns out that the ancestors of the Xiao family actually divided their own souls and refined part of them.
Instrument spirit.
But judging from the situation before us, it seems that the refining of this weapon spirit was not very successful. Although it retained the will of the ancestors of the Xiao family, it did not have the intelligence that a sword spirit should have.
Rather than saying it is a sword spirit, it is more appropriate to say it is a puppet.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that once the soul is divided and refined into a weapon spirit, the cultivation path of the ancestors of the Xiao family will also come to an end. They will never be able to make any more progress, and it will never be possible to reincarnate again after death.
For a monk, this is simply more terrifying than death. Why would he do this?
Moreover, dividing one's own soul to refine the weapon spirit is more difficult than directly condensing the weapon spirit, and it is also more dangerous. If there is a slight mistake, the soul may be destroyed.
No matter how you think about it, the ancestors of the Xiao family have no need to divide their own souls to refine weapon spirits.
Just when Gu Qingxi was puzzled, the middle-aged man opposite suddenly bowed and bowed deeply to her.
Although his eyes were empty and his face was blank, his actions were extremely respectful.
What is going on? Gu Qingxi was even more confused and subconsciously reached out to help her.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a lightness on his body, and he flew backwards from the vague memory world of the Remnant Soul Sword Spirit.
The figure that was still bowing and saluting was getting further and further away, getting smaller and smaller, looking even more bleak and lonely.
Gu Qingxi suddenly discovered that the figure seemed a bit familiar. However, after careful searching and recalling in his mind, he could not remember when and where he had seen this figure.
The light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, and Gu Qingxi's mind returned to reality, and he saw Xiao Yujin and others looking at him with ghostly eyes, even Xiao Yutang, Xiao Yuhua and others were no exception.
Looking up following their gazes, Gu Qingxi immediately understood why their eyes looked so strange.
In mid-air, the Dingtian Divine Sword was leaning slightly forward towards her. If you only looked at the divine sword, you wouldn't be able to tell much from this posture, but if you think about it for a moment, you would find that these are the twin swords of the younger generations of monks.
The action of holding a sword and bowing to the senior who has given you careful instructions.
Xiao Yujin, Xiao Ningli, Xiao Yuquan and others opened their mouths wide, their jaws almost dropped to the ground, and their minds were in a mess.
Although there were three people who passed the test of the Dingtian Sword before this, according to the records in the "Clan Chronicle", among those three, the one with the best record only received the four rays of the Dingtian Sword.
Well, it was the one who was later eaten by a monster until only one thigh was left. I don’t know if it was because he used up all his good luck at once, but his subsequent ending was the most miserable, even more miserable than that of ordinary monks.
But as for Gu Qingxi, she actually received the nine rays of the Dingtian Sword, and she was unscathed as if she was playing with ease.
How is this possible? Even if the Dingtian Divine Sword wants to attack her after seeing her, it shouldn't be done in this way. At any rate, why don't you seriously attack her a few times first so that we can have fun and then attack her again?
What was most unacceptable to them was that Ding Tian Sword actually bowed to Gu Qingxi in the end.
You are a divine sword. Don’t forget how many strong men in the realm of fusion fell at your feet. How can you salute a little girl who is still young?
Do you still need your face? Do you still need your dignity?
Crazy, Xiao Yujin and others felt that Ding Tianjian must be crazy. Or maybe he was crazy and saw too many hallucinations.
Opposite me, Xiao Yutang also looked shocked.
Although he had identified Gu Qingxi's real thigh and was determined to hold this thigh firmly, he still did not expect that this thigh was so thick.
Not only did she pass the test of the Dingtian Sword easily, but even after the test, the Dingtian Sword bowed to her.
Subconsciously, he glanced at the burnt sandalwood pillar not far away, and then smiled bitterly.
Fortunately, he was still worried about Gu Qingxi, thinking that when the time for a stick of incense was up, he would immediately remind her to exit the Sword Spirit Barrier after the test, and even made up his mind that if Gu Qingxi couldn't hold on any longer, he would risk his life with all his strength
Rescue.
But with the result in front of him, does anyone need him to come to the rescue? There is still time for one stick of incense. If the disciple guarding the incense burner hadn't been in a daze, the whole handful of incense would have been burned.
By the way, he comforted himself at that time, hoping that the Dingtian Divine Sword would show mercy for the sake of the descendants of the Xiao family. Now it seems that Gu Qingxi's face is much greater than that of him, the descendant of the Xiao family.
, why should Dingtianjian care about his face?
Even when facing the head of the Xiao family, this divine sword has never been so respectful. Could it be that this is the legendary cheating? Thinking of this, Xiao Yutang felt a little inexplicable loss and sadness in his heart.
"Choke..." After the salute, the Dingtian Divine Sword flew back to the scabbard, and the sword spirit barrier disappeared on its own.
"Master Xiao, should I pass the test now?" Gu Qingxi put away her chaotic thoughts and asked Xiao Yujin.
After thinking about it, she still couldn't remember when she had met the ancestor of the Xiao family. The only thing that was certain was that the ancestor of the Xiao family must know her, and the Dingtian Sword was probably tailor-made for her.
It was just a helpless move by the Xiao family to use it to test other monks.
"Yes, it passed. From now on, Fellow Daoist Gu will be the most distinguished guest of my Xiao family. I will have people hold a banquet to honor Fellow Daoist Gu." Xiao Yujin finally came to his senses and squeezed out a cry that was even uglier than crying.
said with a smile.
I originally wanted to use the opportunity of making things difficult for Gu Qingxi to save Xiao Yutang's face, but who would have thought that this would be the result.