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Nanmenyue looked at the two elders and the sword with nostalgia, with only a pleasant smile in his eyes.
This is indeed surprising.
In everyone's mind, fairy weapons should be sacred and inviolable, and anyone who takes a second look at them will be crushed by the sword energy.
The sword-guarding elder should be as towering as a mountain, and his eyes would sweep away all those with evil intentions who approach the fairy weapon.
However, what I saw was a family atmosphere of grandparents and grandchildren.
"Xiaobai."
"How to speak? Call me Sect Master."
"Oh, yes, yes, this child is already the sect leader."
Bai Wenang smiled and saluted the two Supreme Elders.
I accepted all the teasing from both of them.
In the mortal world, it means "we watched your parents grow up"
In the world of cultivation, I'm sorry, Bai Wen'ang's master was raised by these two.
"These two children are..."
The main object of doubt is Nanmenyue.
The Supreme Elder hasn't finished speaking yet.
Feijian rushed directly towards Nanmenyue.
The speed was so fast that no one could react in time - except Nan Menyue.
Nanmenyue looked at the tip of the fairy sword between his eyebrows with a smile on his face, not worried at all that the fairy sword would pierce him.
But the momentum of the fairy sword had already aroused the demonic body in his body to start raging.
The black totem immediately spread over most of the body, looking scary and a little evil at the same time.
The two knowledgeable elders said: Oh, the demonic body.
Bai Wenang and Duan Yijun were both a little nervous.
Soon, these black totems all retreated obediently and disappeared without a trace.
It can be seen from the uncontrollable twitching of the corners of Nanmenyue's mouth that this is a painful process.
But Nanmenyue felt happy, extremely happy.
With the chirping sounds in their ears and the anomalies raging in their bodies, they all knelt down quietly under the absolute crushing force.
It was so enjoyable.
Seeing that the fairy sword was not about to hit anyone, Duan Yijun and Bai Wenang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Demon body, it's been such a long time."
"Tai Shang Elder, did our sect also have demonic bodies before?"
"Hahahahaha, why not? Although demonic bodies are very rare, our sect has a long history and has always been one of the three major ones. How come we haven't encountered them before?"
"What a pity, those children..."
There are a total of four cases of demon bodies before the sect.
One was exposed while traveling abroad. After weighing the pros and cons, he bid farewell to his master on the spot and left the sect, never to be heard from again.
One is that he died outside while going out for training, and he was only in the Qi Condensation stage when he died.
One person was suppressing it well at first, but his father came to the door and started to confuse him. In the end, he couldn't hold on.
This person finally died in the struggle of the Demon Sect.
Nanmenyue is the fourth example.
It is ironic and interesting to say that there are three cases of demonic bodies, whether they are those that left, those that stayed, or those that failed.
In the end, he did not die at the hands of the sect, nor did he cause any loss to the sect.
Although there are bad lessons learned from the past, they are all lessons learned from other sects.
Therefore, when discussing Nanmenyue, everyone passed it very quickly.
"You kid, it's surprising that you chose the fairy sword."
The two Supreme Elders looked at Nanmen Yue, who had just been "tested" by the fairy sword but still had a smile on his face.
The well-informed old men looked at each other.
【Are you born with no pain? 】
[It’s impossible to build a foundation if you’re born with a disability... Is this because you’re born with a fondness for pain? 】
【Ah, this kind of person~~】
The two seniors tried their best to maintain the attitude of seniors and masters, thinking in their hearts.
Objectively speaking, if Nanmenyue really has such a quirk, it would be a good thing for his current situation.
Of course, if you think so, you can't say so.
Seniors and experts must not gossip.
"It's good. If you can survive it, it should be easier to survive thunder tribulations in the future."
Human nature is to avoid and defend against pain.
It would be strange if you are not afraid of thunder and disaster.
But if you are really not afraid, your mind will be stable, your strength will be unleashed, and you will be more successful in the end.
So how can you not be afraid of thunder?
Just get used to the pain.
This logic is completely self-consistent and sounds reasonable.
Having said this, the Supreme Elder added another sentence.
"As a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect, you must have the character to overcome the calamity and ascend."
Whether you can ascend is one thing, but whether you want to ascend is another.
Nanmenyue said yes with high-spirited fists.
He just wanted to ascend.
Bai Wenang expressed his approval with a smile.
Duan Yijun... Duan Yijun secretly →_→ felt guilty.
Fortunately, Feijian once again tried to "skip the family" and interrupted everyone's passionate swearing-in act.
Different from the last time he was scolded, this time he was driven back again, which seemed a bit awkward.
One can't help but feel sympathy.
"Can't you let Feijian go for a walk? Just wander around your own property without going far?"
You might get robbed when you go out, but you're still safe on your own territory.
The fairy sword immediately flew to his side and circled around him, and even used up the sword energy to have a close encounter with Duan Yijun.
All I have to do is engrave "These words deeply touched my heart" on the wall.
"No, if it goes out, it will immediately cause a thunderstorm."
Then, if you don't "die" after a chop, you will be taken back to the fairy world.
Duan Yijun was stunned when he found out that the "Thunder Tribulation" fairy sword was mentioned.
It wasn't until his senior brother explained it that he barely understood the logic of the whole thing.
This fairy sword was not the natal weapon of the ascended senior, and it had not survived the thunderstorm.
When he was in the fairy world, through the nourishment of fairy weapons and the heavy forging of fairy materials, he already had the grade of fairy weapons, but he did not have the "qualification" for fairy weapons.
Firstly, he was not born in the immortal world, and secondly, he had never experienced thunder tribulation and ascension.
This household registration is not authentic and does not recognize the laws of the fairy world.
Therefore, it is obviously full of spiritual energy but unable to breed weapon spirits.
Everywhere is inferior to other swords.
Generally speaking, people in the fairy world have three choices: "put it on the shelf", "make do with it", or "throw it away to survive the tribulation".
Most people choose the first two. After all, they are just weapons, and if they stay in the fairy world for a long time, it is possible to give birth to weapon spirits if there is any chance.
The lifespan of an immortal is extremely long. If he survives the five declines of heaven and man, he will live as long as heaven and earth. There is nothing he can't wait for.
The owner of this fairy sword belongs to the latter choice.
Return the fairy sword to your hometown.
First, it can support the sect and use it as a trump card.
Secondly, although no one understands what the key is for the fairy sword to breed a weapon spirit, but due to the limitations of the law, the probability of the next one is much higher.
If you are lucky, you will be sure to breed the weapon spirit first and then go through the tribulation.
However, gold-plated items brought by ascended monks do not count as stowaways.
But throwing immortal weapons (half-immortal weapons) down from above is considered sneaking into the country.
Therefore, the fairy sword's range of activities is only the mountain that seals it.
But the child was very depressed.
"Alas." Duan Yijun sighed.
The fairy sword also "sighed" next to him, like a two or three-year-old child. Although the sword was sharp, it looked quite cute.
"Can't you put a cover on it? The formation here can block his presence. Is there a cover or something?"
Everyone laughed at the young man's whims.
With such a smile, the answer is "no".
The more powerful the formation is, the more heavenly materials and earthly treasures are needed, and the larger the formation disk is.
In the Xuanyuan Sect, the Immortal Sword is a treasure, and this formation that hides the Immortal Sword and integrates offense and defense is also a treasure.
"Unless...forget it, this is impossible..."
The Supreme Elder looked at Nanmenyue.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." Nanmenyue took a deep breath and nodded cautiously.
Speaking of which, he had not been abused by a fairy sword for hundreds of years, and this young body had not been "baptized" either.
If I lose my temper for a moment, I believe everyone here will understand.
But... Nanmenyue didn't want to make any mistakes in front of Duan Yijun.
However, Nanmenyue's all-out efforts were defeated by Xianjian's temper.
Xianjian can't go out, Xianjian doesn't want to work.
"Why don't you, Xiaojun, hold the sword?"
Bai Wenang looked at the fairy sword and liked Duan Yijun who just spoke for it.
Provide tentative opinions.
"Me? I'm only at the Golden Core stage."
"To use the fairy sword, you have to go through a period of calamity, but it doesn't count as using it now."
It's just a wisp of sword energy transferred to Nanmen Yue's dantian.
Allowing Nanmenyue to mobilize the suppressing demonic body at all times.
You can bring the fairy sword by yourself.
Here, instead of asking Duan Yijun to hold the sword... it's more like asking you to put your hand on the sword and make a pose.
Duan Yijun was very excited when he said that.
He immediately took out the photo stone from his pocket and handed it to his senior brother. He must tell him that he should take a better picture of himself.
How can you not take photos of the glorious history of using fairy swords?
The Fairy Sword is also exciting, it has never played this before!
The two Supreme Elders laughed.
This junior is really lively.
Bai Wenang was also helpless: "Your preference for photo stones has not changed after so many years."
Nanmenyue OS: My uncle likes photo stones, please note them down.
The Immortal Sword watched the image stone activate, with unprecedented seriousness, and completely collected the sword energy at the hilt (the two Supreme Elders: It seems that they have mastered another method of coaxing children).
Duan Yijun looked solemn and held his hand on the hilt of his sword.
In an instant, the fairy swords released a brilliant light in unison, full of momentum.
Duan Yijun's long hair was flying with the air waves, and his eyebrows showed the determination and understanding to defeat all evil spirits. He was extremely handsome.
The two Supreme Elders glanced at the photo stone in Bai Wenang's hand.
Suddenly I feel like I should have played something like this when I was young, huh? Wait, it's too late now.
Xianjian and Duan Yijun cooperated tacitly and launched free special effects at the same time, making the whole scene look cool and tense, as if a world-destroying battle of the century was unfolding in front of them.
Bai Wenang knew how to focus the camera on Duan Yijun.
After all, the person standing opposite was not some peerless demon, but a pitiful little guy in the foundation building stage.
Nanmenyue: In the foundation building stage, the spiritual energy is low, there are many techniques but cannot be used, and special effects coordination is out of the question.
At this moment, I am struggling with whether I should play a big devil to cooperate with my uncle's drama addiction.
It’s better to concentrate on resisting the pain that follows.
However, wherever there are time-travelers, something unexpected will always happen.
Originally, the tip of the sword should have been pressed against Nanmenyue.
Somehow, Shenshang Sword accidentally penetrated Nanmenyue's body.
Elders and Sect Leaders:! ! !
Nanmen Yue:! ! !
Duan Yijun:! ! !
Shen Shang Jian:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Yes, Jian himself was scared.
The sword energy lingering around it and the special effects just pulled out were all gone.
It looked like he was scared off the line.
"No, no, not me!!!"
Duan Yijun swore to heaven that he wouldn't even do this.
Cultivation of immortality is not just about meditating and learning exercises. Physical exercise is also a compulsory course.
Beating and exercising the body not only have complementary effects on the meridians and elixirs.
It is a necessity, to cultivate oneself.
If you can't even control your own limbs, how can you be "real"?
While they were in the outer sect, they only had to introduce Qi into their bodies day after day.
What he does is learn various martial arts.
Duan Yijun, a traveler with martial arts feelings, works extremely hard.
Even if he enters the Qi training period, foundation building, or even the light condensing realm in the future.
The love for simple martial arts remains the same as before.
In his spare time, it is his personal hobby to dance the sword casually on the top of the mountain without using any magic.
It's been hundreds of years, it's just a pose, how could it fail!
Fairy Sword is still offline, otherwise Fairy Sword would also like to complain, if it wasn’t you, it would be me! !
Fortunately, the other three elders are reliable.
One separates his junior brother.
One controls the fairy sword.
One cast a spell to heal Nanmenyue.
"Huh?!"
Huh what?
Everyone turned to look in the direction of Nanmenyue.
In everyone's opinion, if you are accidentally stabbed by a fairy sword, even if it only penetrates a sharp point.
Even the smallest one should have a big hole in his chest.
It doesn't matter whether the internal organs are injured or not. As long as the Dantian is not injured, you are lucky.
However, Nanmenyue's chest was intact.
There were no wounds, only the clothes were torn.
what's the situation?
What kind of innate indestructible body is this?
The kind that can resist the fairy sword?
Nanmenyue: I’m not, I didn’t!
Everyone started to touch Nanmenyue.
Nanmenyue was touching it himself.
Finally, Xianjian came back online and stared at Nanmenyue for a long time.
Then he restrained his sword energy and rushed toward Nanmen Yue's eyebrows.
Everyone:! ! ! ! Ancestor! What are you doing.
Nanmen Yue: On the first day of my rebirth, I felt like my life had been short-lived by at least three hundred years.
However, the fairy sword just... disappeared.
It entered Nanmenyue's body and disappeared! !
