Ye Ziran nodded, then shook his head: "Bai Ling is my natal flying sword. She has indeed developed some spirituality, but there is still a long way to go before she can truly unlock her spiritual wisdom."
"Although Bai Ling's material is very unusual, compared with that kind of peerless fairy material that is rare in the world, the gap is still very obvious."
"The reason why she can develop some spirituality is actually thanks to this technique."
Speaking of this, Ye Ziran looked proud and explained with a smile: "I told you before that although I was born in the Qianyuan Sect, I have another sect."
"The sect I joined is called Jiange, and it is the first-class swordsmanship sect in the boundless sea of stars."
"Our sect's unique method of cultivating the natal flying sword has a high chance of opening up the natal flying sword's spiritual intelligence and eventually producing a sword spirit."
"With the blessing of the sword spirit, our sword cultivator's strength can be perfectly displayed."
"Otherwise, among all the monks, we sword cultivators will always have the most powerful attacks?"
After a pause, Ye Ziran flicked the blade of the snow-white dagger with his fingers and made a soft "ding" sound: "Bai Ling has gained some spirituality now. I believe that after another ten years of cultivation, a real sword can be born."
The spirit has come."
"Ten years? It takes so long!" Zhou Shiqi couldn't help but exclaimed.
Ye Ziran glanced at him with beautiful eyes, and said angrily: "What do you know? It's not as simple as you think for a magical weapon to give birth to spiritual intelligence? There are even fewer magical weapons that can truly give birth to a magical weapon spirit."
"Furthermore, it doesn't mean that if an instrument has some spirituality, it will definitely give birth to an instrument spirit. You have to understand this."
"So that's how it is!" Zhou Shiqi touched his chin with a thoughtful look on his face, "In other words, even in the boundless sea of stars, psychic magical weapons are rare, right?"
"Of course, the birth of a psychic magical weapon requires not only rare immortal materials and superb weapon refining techniques, but luck also accounts for a large part." Sitting on the sofa elegantly, Ye Ziran expressed
Very decent, with a kind of classical beauty.
With a thought in her mind, the small snow-white sword standing in front of Ye Ziran merged into her body again with a "swish" sound.
Glancing at Zhou Shiqi with a serious look, Ye Ziran shook his head and sighed: "Junior brother, I advise you to practice hard and don't aim too high and think about unrealistic things."
"A treasure of this level like a psychic magic weapon is simply not something you can get your hands on at your current level."
"Even if you are lucky enough to have a psychic weapon, if the news leaks out, countless people will swarm in like sharks that have smelled blood."
"In the final analysis, the entire boundless sea of stars is a world where the weak eat the strong. Big fists are the last word, and the weak can only be bullied and enslaved."
"Do you understand what I mean?"
With a stern look on his face, Zhou Shiqi nodded solemnly. He still understood the reason why he was guilty of holding a jade.
Seeing Zhou Shiqi's serious nod, Ye Ziran looked amused and couldn't help but joke: "But you can rest assured that on a remote and backward planet like yours, under normal circumstances, there will be no psychic magic weapons at all, so you don't have to worry too much.
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Zhou Shiqi curled his lips, how dare this little girl look down on the earth?
It would scare you to death to tell you that there are not only the Ruyi Divine Weapons and psychic magic weapons on earth, but the clone of Erha alone has Xiaota, a psychic magic weapon that has the same intelligence as a normal person.
If it weren't for the invasion of the blood demons in ancient times and a protracted war that tore the earth apart, how could the earth be like this?
"Hey hey hey, I won't tell the truth and keep you in the dark!" Zhou Shiqi's mouth raised slightly, "The way to make a fortune is to keep silent!"
To be honest, Zhou Shiqi didn't dare to tell Ye Ziran the truth. This aunt was a master of the Dragon Transformation Realm. On earth, she just walked sideways.
Zhou Shiqi was very afraid that after she learned that there were several psychic artifacts on the earth, she would rush to the door to snatch them regardless, which would cause a lot of casualties.
In this way, this little aunt may become a public enemy of all countries, and she may also be implicated.
Thinking of that kind of consequences, Zhou Shiqi couldn't help but shuddered: "I have to find a chance to vent my anger with the old turtle and let the Chinese government hide my psychic magic weapon, otherwise this little aunt will snatch it away.
Go, I’m afraid I’ll cry to death!”
"As for other countries..." Zhou Shiqi rolled his eyes twice, and a smirk appeared on his lips, "How about you encourage this little aunt to visit other countries? When the time comes, she can eat meat, and I can also drink soup.
hey-hey!"
At this moment, a sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole and turning slightly came from the door.
His expression changed, and Zhou Shiqi quickly lowered his voice and said: "Senior sister, it should be my parents who are back. Please change your clothes quickly. The one you wore before was quite good."
"Also, try to speak as little as possible later. You just need to respond according to my words."
Ye Ziran's face couldn't help but show a hint of panic, and he hurriedly changed the palace dress into a cool and fashionable outfit.
Soon, the door opens.
Dong Huijie and Zhou Jianguo, who was carrying two big bags of vegetables, poked their heads out furtively, which made Zhou Shiqi's face darken at that time. What kind of plane were they doing?
This is your home, why do you look so guilty?
Can it be normal again?
After meeting Zhou Shiqi's parents, Ye Ziran jumped up from the sofa in an instant, his face turned slightly red, he was a little at a loss, and he never knew where to put his hands!
Dong Huijie and Zhou Jianguo's eyes lit up. After looking up and down at the young and beautiful Ye Ziran, they couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
After the two looked at each other, they laughed meaningfully.
Seeing the expressions on the two of them, Zhou Shiqi's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that he was about to suffer.
But before he could speak, Dong Huijie rushed to Ye Ziran like a flying bird, held her soft and boneless little hand affectionately, and said with a smile: "Daughter, you should be the monk Shi Qi said.
Classmate, right?"
"Our silly son has been talking about you in front of us all day long, and today he finally brought you home for us to see."
"By the way, girl, what's your name?"
Ye Ziran blushed and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito: "My name is Ye...Ye Ziran!"
"Ye Ziran?" Dong Huijie smiled and nodded, "That's a great name. By the way, what does your family do?"
"Where are you from?"
"Who else is at home? Are there any brothers or sisters?"
"I..." Dong Huijie asked all kinds of questions like a machine gun, which made Ye Ziran's head grow bigger. She could only look at Zhou Shiqi pitifully as if she was asking for help.