When Jiang Yinghan was about to ask, Ye Feiran said at the right time, "Ahem...Yunchen, Yinghan, you go take a bath quickly, and we'll go to Guiyun Pavilion for a big meal."
Hearing this, Jiang Yinghan's attention was immediately diverted, and he stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, "I was hungry after a day of fighting at Wanjian Tomb. Little Ye Zi, I won't be polite to you."
"You're welcome, hurry up!" Ye Feiran smiled.
After a while of burning incense, Ye Feiran and his party took a walk to Guiyun Pavilion.
Along the way, we naturally did some shopping, but it was all about food.
The second floor of Baiwei Building.
Shen Mingqi looked towards the street and happened to see Ye Feiran and his party.
"Zhou'er, that's the third Fengyun team led by Yan Zheng! If possible, I suggest you become friends with them."
After hearing this, Lu Yingzhou followed Shen Mingqi's gaze and only glanced at the others, his eyes staying on Tang Mengtong.
"Uncle Qi, I can."
Now that he is no longer the young sect leader of Yunmen, he does not need to manage the affairs of the sect and can practice everywhere.
Anyway, it's all about experience, so there's no big problem for him to quietly follow the Fengyun Team 3.
The elegant cabin of Guiyun Pavilion.
After Han Xize sat down, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Shopkeeper, please serve all the signature dishes of Guiyung Pavilion! Do you have any objections?"
"No!" everyone said in unison.
The shopkeeper subconsciously looked at Ye Feiran, and when he saw Ye Feiran nodding, he readily agreed.
Next, the group enjoyed the delicious food and chatted.
After eating and drinking and strolling around the night market in Phantom City, they went back to the inn to sleep.
Have a good night's sleep.
Maybe it was the reason why Ye Feiran suddenly relaxed, and the eight of them yawned and headed to Wanjian Tomb.
Yan Zheng, who was walking in front, saw this scene and didn't even bother to talk to them.
When the lot was drawn, all eight of Ye Feiran's names were drawn.
Yan Zheng looked at their backs as they entered the Sword Club and asked thoughtfully, "Is there any surprise?"
This time, after twenty people entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords, they could no longer see each other as before.
However, everyone just glanced at each other and began to perform, hoping to gain the favor of the spirit sword.
In order not to arouse others' suspicion, Ye Feiran and the other eight had to be serious.
Those who practiced the sword practiced the sword, those who tried to draw the sword drew the sword, and those who searched for the sword were looking for the sword. In short, the eight people were separated.
Ye Feiran was walking in the sea of swords, looking at the spiritual swords all around with her beautiful eyes. When she saw a spiritual sword that caught her eye, she would step forward and try to pull it out.
The same is true for Mu Ge, but his focus is different from Ye Feiran. He is observing what materials these spiritual swords are made of and how the lines on the sword body are formed.
At this time, Pastoral is a weapon refiner!
When Ye Feiran reached the depths, an evil aura suddenly pounced on everyone in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.
This evil spirit is not ordinary powerful, it is suffocating!
The mutated nine-leaf red branch reacted quickly, and Ye Feiran himself also reacted quickly, so he was not hurt by the evil spirit.
When the evil aura around him dispersed, Ye Feiran immediately walked towards the spiritual sword emitting evil aura.
I saw that this spiritual sword was completely black, and the hilt was made of fine black jade. No material could be seen on the sword body, but it was so black that it shone brightly.
However, there is a gap in the blade.
As Ye Feiran approached, the black spiritual sword, which had a chip and exuded evil aura, trembled slightly, but when Ye Feiran looked at it seriously, it stopped moving again.
Just when Ye Feiran was about to step forward and try to pull it out, several breaths came quickly from behind.
Ye Feiran glanced behind him from the corner of his eye and silently took a few steps back.
Soon, one person arrived, then two people arrived... Finally, everyone gathered here.
Yunchen and the other seven silently approached Ye Feiran.
"Little Ye Zi, what's going on?" Jiang Yinghan asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, when I walked here, it suddenly gave off an evil aura." Ye Feiran spread his hands and said.
"It must want to choose you as its master." Han Xize said immediately, his eyes filled with confidence.
"Yes!" Mu Ge and Situ Yu agreed.
Ye Feiran: "...Let's take a look! You can also try to pull it out."
At this moment, the man with the words Baihuagu embroidered on his clothes stepped forward and tried to draw his sword.
However, even though he tried his best, the black spiritual sword could not move at all.
He tried to pull it out three times and still didn't give up, but when he pulled it out for the fourth time, he was knocked far away by the evil energy of the black spirit sword.
Everyone: "!!!"
This black spirit sword has a bit of a temper!
Next, everyone lined up to draw their swords. The timid ones pulled out their swords three times and then left. The bold ones tried to draw their swords for the fourth time, and then without any surprise, they were blown away far away by the evil spirit.
The two siblings, Feng Xiao and Feng Ying, also tried to draw their swords, but the result was the same, the black spiritual sword did not move at all.
However, they did not leave in a hurry after drawing three times, but stayed to watch Ye Feiran and eight others draw their swords.
Mu Ge was the first to step forward and draw his sword. If he couldn't pull it out, he went to study the spiritual swords around him.
Even Han Xize, six of them, couldn't pull it out.
When Ye Feiran was about to draw his sword, Mu Ge came back with a roar, warily guarding against Feng Xiao and Feng Ying.
Feng Xiao and Feng Ying: "..."
Ye Feiran stepped forward and reached out to hold the hilt of the black spiritual sword. With a little force on his bare hands, the black spiritual sword was easily pulled out.
Seeing this, everyone had such expressions on their faces.
The next moment, the black spirit sword changed. The originally shiny black sword suddenly turned rusty.
Everyone: "???"
They only knew that the rust on a spiritual sword would disappear after it was pulled out, but they had never seen a spiritual sword become rusty after being pulled out.
Ye Feiran looked at the rusty black spirit sword in his hand, and in the next second, even the evil aura was gone.
Ye Feiran: "..."
The next moment, she inserted the black spirit sword back into place, but the sword body did not regain its luster and was still stained with rust.
Seeing this, Feng Ying couldn't help but ask, "Master Ye, don't you want it?"
"I don't really want a rusty sword." Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows.
After hearing this, Feng Ying and Feng Xiao looked at Ye Feiran in disbelief.
In their opinion, even if the spirit sword is rusty and has gaps, the spirit sword that can enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords is good!
With this black spiritual sword, if you fill in the gap, it might be restored to its original state.
However, when the two siblings saw the disgust in Ye Feiran's eyes, they didn't say anything more, took one look at the black spirit sword and left.
After they walked away, Han Xize immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Little Ye Zi, do you really not want it?"
Ye Feiran glanced at the black spirit sword and said, "It depends on the situation! Let's go on and see if there is any spirit sword we like."
After the eight people separated, Ye Feiran continued to walk deeper.
After walking for a while, she realized something was following her.
When he looked back, he saw that it was a rusty black spiritual sword.
Ye Feiran stopped, and it stopped too, seeming to want to keep a certain distance.
"Pfft!" The mutated nine-leaf red branch couldn't help but chuckle, "Ranran, does it depend on you?"
Ye Feiran looked at the black spirit sword, crossed his hands across his chest and said, "I don't like rusty swords!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black spiritual sword began to emit an evil aura, and then the rusty sword body became black and shiny.
Seeing this, Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "So that's it!"
Next, Ye Feiran continued to walk deeper.
When the black spirit sword saw that Ye Feiran hadn't inserted it into the spot, the whole sword trembled with excitement, and then followed closely behind Ye Feiran.
When a spiritual sword wanted to get close to Ye Feiran, its sword immediately exuded a faint evil aura, which frightened those spiritual swords into becoming more obedient.
At first, Ye Feiran didn't know, but later on he pretended not to know.
When the time came, twenty people were ejected from the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords by a force.
Seeing this, the black spirit sword suddenly became excited, and he quickly chased after him, even making a weird sound, which sounded creepy.