This is what Ouyang Ye feels in his heart at this moment.
Just now she suspected that this was a conspiracy, and she had even begun to think so.
In her mind, this guy must be acting in front of her, deliberately seducing her. He was just talking and would never dare to do it himself. However, when she saw Gu Qingfeng approaching with her own eyes, he just stretched out his hand to float in the Eye of the Cave.
When he fished out the Cloud Sword, Ouyang Ye was completely dumbfounded.
Agency? There is no agency.
Trap? There is no trap.
Even the mural she had always suspected had no reaction. Even the cloud spiritual energy in the Eye of the Cave was still flowing slowly. Everything was normal.
At this moment, Ouyang Ye finally realized a fact that he couldn't believe no matter what, that is, when this guy said it was given to him, he was not framed, but really gave it to him!
No!
To be precise, she couldn't accept that because of her own stupidity, Yi Bing lost the Cloud Sword that originally belonged to her...
regret!
I regret it to death.
She felt regretful and wanted to slap herself in the face, and even wanted to commit suicide. She felt that she was the stupidest woman in the world, and she would not be able to see anyone even if she was alive.
How to meet?
The people brought me here with good intentions, and not only that, but they also gave me a sword of bright clouds.
As for myself.
He actually judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
It's so stupid!
Ouyang Ye almost cried because of his stupidity!
Gu Qingfeng, who was next to him, took out another pot of wine, admiring the Cloud Sword, and exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad... What a good sword, the sword body is crystal clear and flawless, and the clouds inside are flowing and mysterious.
Heavy, this kind of refining method is particularly clever, it is
It is 'excellent and wise', and this wisdom can be called the Dzogchen wisdom, which contains ninety-nine and eighty-one colorful clouds of mystery, no...it is nine hundred and eighty-one mysteries! Admire! Admire! If this sword is also a cave.
Refined by the master, he is definitely a genius!"
On the opposite side, Ouyang Ye, who was regretful because of her stupidity, heard Gu Qingfeng say that this Caiyun Sword contained nine hundred and eighty-one mysteries. Her whole body felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her beautiful face was blue and white.
They were intertwined, their expressions were as complicated as they were, and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably.
Yes!
Trembling.
Because she knows that every spiritual sword between heaven and earth contains mysteries.
It's just that the mysteries contained in ordinary spiritual swords are very simple, and most of them only contain the nine paths.
The more mysteries it contains, the more powerful it will naturally be.
If a Bingling Spiritual Sword contains ninety-nine and eighty-one mysteries, it is the Little Perfection Spiritual Sword.
This kind of spiritual sword is very rare, and its refining quality is very high. Not to mention ordinary practitioners, even some direct disciples of some sects may not own the Small Perfection Spirit Sword.
However, Xiao Consummation is just Xiao Consummation.
On top of the Small Perfection, there are double Small Perfections, triple, fourth... or even Nine Small Perfections, which is the Great Perfection!
This kind of spiritual sword is no longer the best among swords, but the king among swords.
Now there is such a sword, the King of Swords, the Caiyun Sword, but because of my own stupidity and my own suspicion, I lost it...
Heaven! Earth!
Do you want to punish my aunt like this?
I didn't miss anything!
Why!
Ouyang Ye shouted crazily in his heart.
Gu Qingfeng continued to admire the Sword of Clouds, as if he saw something, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and flicked his fingers on the sword. The Sword of Clouds suddenly made a slight sound, blooming with colorful clouds. He nodded, and then
Said: "Amazing! It's amazing. I didn't expect that this sword already has a certain spirituality. If it is refined and warmed, it will only be a matter of time before the sword spirit is born..."
Wow!
Ouyang Ye couldn't bear such a severe blow anymore and collapsed on the ground. His blank mind was filled with spirituality... the words "Sword Spirit".
If one sword contains nine hundred and eighty-one mysteries, it is the king of swords.
Then Yi Bing’s spiritual sword is the supreme among swords.
And, if it is a spiritual sword with a sword spirit, it will be the overlord among the swords!
Although the King of Swords is precious, it can also be sought after.
However, a spiritual sword with spirituality is hard to come by.
The difference between the two is that although the former is very difficult to refine, it can still be refined, while the latter cannot be refined spiritually.
In the northwest frontier, there are very few kings among the swords that contain nine hundred and eighty-one mysteries, and there are even fewer spiritual swords. This thing is both good fortune and chance. You can't just ask for it.
here.
Ouyang Ye's spirit was not only a little messy, but also starting to collapse.
She felt that she was the stupidest woman in the world, bar none.
A precious Caiyun Sword that originally belonged to me.
A sword of colorful clouds that originally belonged to him and contained nine hundred and eighty-one mysteries and perfect perfection.
A sword of colorful clouds that originally belonged to me and contained spirituality.
Just like that...just gone...
Ouyang Ye felt that the sky had fallen. At least, her world was now a spinning mess. Her mind was filled with nine hundred and eighty-one mysteries, spirituality, and sword spirits... all of them were the colorful clouds...
"What a pity! It's such a pity! It's hard to be a good person these days. If you give it to others with good intentions, they not only don't appreciate it, but they also say there are some traps and conspiracies. It's really a declining world and people's hearts are not the same as before... It's a pity that such a situation is
What a great sword!”
When Gu Qingfeng's sigh came, Ouyang Ye felt ashamed and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Okay! Since others don't want it, I can only exchange it for some fine wine. With such a good sword, I should be able to exchange it for a few jars of good fine wine."
"etc!"
When Ouyang Ye heard that Gu Qingfeng wanted to exchange such a good sword for wine, she stood up desperately and asked: "You... do you really want to exchange this sword of clouds... for wine?"
"Otherwise, I don't need it anyway." Gu Qingfeng said with a faint smile on his lips: "Besides... I gave it to you just now, and you don't want it either..."
"I...I..." Ouyang Ye was about to cry, but said: "I...I didn't say no! I was just...just...just...afraid that you would lie to me..."
"I lied to you? Sister, what do you mean by this? Do I look like a liar?"
"No...it's not like you at all. You are a good person! You are the most...nicest person I have ever seen!"
Ouyang Ye didn't mean to compliment her. Although she was young, she had experienced quite a lot of things. She had broken into ancient caves hundreds of times, if not a thousand times. It was not like she had never encountered anyone giving precious gifts. But
Speaking of the first meeting, the gift was the Caiyun Sword, a rare treasure that had never been born before. She had never seen it before, and had never even thought about it.