The moment she saw this sword, Ning Xia felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart. It seemed as if there was a strange connection passing through my soul, but when I tried to explore it again, I found that there was nothing and it disappeared without a trace.
But this feeling disappeared quickly, and was immediately covered by other thoughts. Maybe even she herself thinks it’s unreasonable?
This sword must be the one that Zhonghuan entrusted her to keep. Ningxia is still wondering when the other party bought that sword?
Seeing the other party holding the hilt of the sword and examining it carefully, Ningxia was not afraid of the other party's indifference. With such a big sword and so many people, you can't just rob it by force, right? !
Even if he wanted to rob her, she would have to be willing. Everyone is a foundation-building monk, so there is nothing to be afraid of. If she is pressed, it is difficult for her to guarantee what she will do.
And, to be honest, seeing the other party's love for this sword so much, Ning Xia felt inexplicably unhappy and very anxious. It was as if I saw something that belonged to me being touched casually by others, and I felt very suffocated.
Obviously this sword belongs to someone named Zhonghuan...
"Good sword -" The wolf inspected the sword body with admiration, and rubbed it fondly.
Lang Wu proposed to search Tianzihao Room 9 first, and it was indeed intentional.
This monk named Ning Xia was full of doubts, and he always felt that the other party must be related to the escape of the Holy Vein of Ci. Even if there was no direct relationship, there must be relevant information.
After all, she most likely escaped with those holy bloods, and she might know the whereabouts of those holy bloods and the real truth that night.
He specifically searched her room to observe her closely and get information.
From his current observations, the other party is a very ordinary girl, at least on the surface. First of all, this is already very unusual. Why does a monk who has established foundation at such a young age have the temperament of an ordinary girl?
Lang Wu had seen many monks on Fuyun Island. The young and mature ones were either reserved, arrogant or confident, but he had never met someone as... down-to-earth as Ningxia.
If you don't look at actual cultivation, restrain yourself, go out for a walk, and pick up a candied haws, you will be no different from an ordinary little girl. At most, she will be more mature.
Fuyun Island has always been a place with a very lack of cultivation resources. This world has been shrouded in mist since I don't know when.
So far, all they have been able to discover is the main island and many unknown islands around it. The limited activity area results in very few cultivation resources. The only thing to be happy about is that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is very strong.
Occasionally, they were able to find a batch of cultivation resources from an unexpectedly discovered island, which prevented the monks' inheritance on Floating Cloud Island from being completely cut off.
No one knows how these resources were formed. The long-lasting rules have prevented people from exploring the origins of these resources.
But there are still some people who are still exploring unremittingly, trying to find a way to the outside world. They always feel that they are trapped in this corner, shrouded in a thick fog, with no future in sight.
But no matter how many fleets are sent out to sea, they will eventually come back intact. Moreover, the sky above the island was blocked by an unknown sword formation. They were not allowed to fly with their weapons, and a protective shield was placed over the main island.
Generation after generation of them have been trapped here, born, old and died on this small piece of land. No one escapes this fateful trap.
Due to the lack of cultivation resources, the cultivation level of the monks on the island is not high. There are many people who stay on the second and third levels for their whole lives. Foundation building is already the best state that ordinary people can achieve. If you want to cultivate a golden elixir, you don't know how much resources and time it will cost.
Young foundation-building monks like Ning Xia are qualified enough to be arrogant on Floating Cloud Island. Therefore, it was really strange for Lang Wu to suddenly see Ningxia being so down-to-earth.
Ning Xiaoxia: ...Isn’t it okay to be down-to-earth? If she knew that her "country temperament" had aroused the other party's suspicion, she would be absolutely furious.
Back to Wolf Five.
He weighed the sword in his hand, ran his fingertips across the exquisite scabbard, and felt the sharpness and unusual energy emanating from the sword.
This aura made him confused for a moment, leading him to hold it, inducing him to possess it, making him...have a desire for blood. At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to listen to the voice in his heart and devote himself to it.
In the eyes of outsiders, Lang Wu was very abnormal since he picked up the sword. He seemed to be isolated from all the surrounding movements. He could neither see nor hear anything. He only saw the sword.
But for some reason, they clearly wanted to make a sound, but they couldn't move their legs. They could only watch Lang Wu caressing the sword body intoxicatedly, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and pressing the scabbard with the other hand, exerting slight force...
At the moment when the sword was about to be exposed, a cold light flashed, and everyone heard a harsh clang sound, and the scabbard was forcibly closed.
Only then did Lang Wu wake up from his trance. This sword...doesn't recognize him.
A sword owned by an owner. Yes, this is his sword. What is he doing? He wants to forcibly refine someone else's sword that belongs to someone else——
Wolf Five simply couldn't believe that he had such shameless thoughts and actually put them into action?
He has been extremely talented since he was a child, he comes from a noble family, and he is a young man who has been cultivated by greedy wolves, so no good thing is given to him. Have you ever been greedy for other people's good things? In fact, he has always looked down upon those playboys who never practiced seriously and relied on external objects and despicable means to gain a foothold.
But what did he just do? Actually want to rob other people's things. No, it's not him, it's the sword. There's something wrong with this sword...
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know if you have finished tasting my sword. Can you please return it? This is my beloved thing." The girl said.
This sword is very powerful, even if it is not really used, Wolf Five can feel the power filled with it. But the master is not him...
Lang Wu silently handed the sword back to its owner. The moment Ning Xia made contact, his hand paused imperceptibly. In the short moment when he was stunned, the sword had already changed hands.
An inexplicable sense of loss arose in his heart. Although he also knew that he was not qualified.
It's different. It's different after all...
Maybe others didn't notice it, but Lang Wu, who had just been rejected by the sword, clearly felt it. The moment the sword that rejected him fell into Ningxia's hand, it made a low roar.
Not the same harsh voice that returned to him. It was a voice filled with excitement and dependence, full of recognition, low, and full of longing.
It has an owner and recognizes her deeply, even roaring with joy to be back in her hands.
