I heard Master doesn't love me

Xuan Ji stretched out his hand and turned around to show him the surrounding situation.

Sword Spirit didn't know what happened, but this scene was obviously confrontational, Taixuan faced Tiandu, and Tiandu was completely defeated.

The sword spirit doesn't know what Taixuan wants to do, but the formation in this underground palace is the only one in the world now, if the underground palace is destroyed, the formation relying on the underground palace will also fail.Those little sword spirits are likely to die. He has worked so hard for so long, how could he let them die so easily.What's more, he knows that Taixuan can definitely not be destroyed, and he doesn't necessarily want to be destroyed.He is just waiting for others to stop, for others to take the initiative, for others to bring it up.

He is still the same as many times before, taking his time and taking the initiative little by little, and he must also take the initiative.

So Sword Spirit turned to him and replied very respectfully: "Really, don't be angry, Tianducheng and Taiwangzong share weal and woe, this underground palace still hopes that the real person will stay."

Xuanji agreed very happily, so fast that everyone except Jian Ling was dumbfounded.

After Jian Ling finished speaking, he got the answer he needed, thought for a while, and continued: "There is one more thing, I yearn for the Duan Nian Saber heart of Daoist Lu Ji, and volunteer to become the Duan Nian Dao's Dao Spirit. Complete."

Having said that, he turned his eyes to look at Lu Ji's Niannian Knife, scanning it inch by inch, with an expression of admiration, which made Lu Ji's scalp tingle.He glanced quietly at the Powangjian again, his eyes were fascinated, and he looked even more salivating, but he saw Xuanji's ignorant expression again, vaguely revealing his indignation at Xuanji's violent waste of things, like Seeing an alluring beauty escape into Buddhism, the world of mortals is clean from then on.

Xuanji was not surprised by his proposal at all, he turned back to Lu Ji very naturally: "Do you want a sword spirit? Can you accept him as your sword spirit?"

Lu Ji shook his head, and replied firmly: "I don't need it."

This sentence shocked everyone present, including Xuan Ji.No one, including him, expected that Lu Ji would refuse.Because Lu Ji had no reason to refuse at all.

Sword Spirit smiled, didn't care about Lu Ji's words, and continued to settle for the next best thing: "Fellow Lu Ji doesn't need it. Fellow Daoist Yiguan may need a weapon spirit."

His expression was very gentle, and he even continued to suggest: "Although the sword spirit is special, it is also a kind of weapon spirit. I believe that with the strength of the ether, it will definitely be able to do it."

At the words of the sword spirit, a bullet was thrown down among the people in Tiandu City.Zhang Jiao was so painful that he almost fainted, but he still held on, watching the situation develop step by step to what it is now.

Is this the strength and confidence of Tai Wang?Even the sword spirit has to avoid its edge, and in order to protect the underground palace, he has to sell his freedom...

However, they did nothing at all!Although the center was destroyed, nothing was destroyed at all, and Dao Yi had nothing to do at all, just let those people stay below for a little longer, just like that, do you have to prove your attitude like this?I forgot...are you already so proud?

Jianling saw Zhang Jiu and some people's wild thoughts, he knew that these were just appearances, but he was too lazy to say anything.His master died a long time ago, Tiandu has nothing to do with him, so he doesn't care so much!Those little sword spirits are enough to annoy him!He wants to leave with Taixuan, and they will have to quarrel.

The matter ended like this, except for Lu Yiguan, there was no winner.

The battle between the city lord and the deputy city lord is still going on, but it has been very restrained.Xuanji didn't want to get involved with these things, so he didn't pay attention to the various people who came to visit.

Lu Ji followed the sword spirit to practice in the underground palace.These sword spirits are excellent opponents. From them, one can learn a lot of skills and knowledge, and of course, some gossip.

"Yantaowang! Don't come out! Qianfeng is playing tricks! Everyone said that this is Duannian Dao! Not Qinglian Dao!" The sword spirit began to shout again, roaring at a knife: "How many times have you said that? Yes! If you help Lu Ji block the sword again, I will take all the little sword spirits out to play, and only you will be left in the underground palace!"

Yan Tao looked around the land pole a few times, and finally flew away in a random direction in a sullen manner.

Jian Ling heaved a sigh of relief, Yan Taowang finally knew to avoid it.

Lu Ji lay panting on the ground, sweat flowed into his eyes, which made him unable to keep closing and opening them.

He asked curiously: "What's the origin of this Yantaowang? Does it have anything to do with Taibai's Qinglian Saber?"

The human form transformed by the sword spirit walked around Lu Ji lying on the ground a few times, touched his chin again, and said: "Actually, there is nothing we can't say. The master of Yan Taowang was originally famous in the cultivation world because of Taibai Daoist .”

"I also forgot the name, after all, it's been too long. The plot is actually very clichéd, that is, Yan Taowang's master fell in love with Master Taibai at first sight, and stalked him to death. Yantaowang was originally not called Yantaowang, it was renamed later, and it was not what it is now, because it was seriously injured in the war and the owner died, so it became like this.”

The sword spirit seemed to suddenly recall the past, and his tone was full of sadness: "The only thing it remembers now may be its own master, who loves a person with a green lotus knife. Things are like masters, and Yan Taowang is like this gone."

He glanced at Lu Ji again, and said narrowly: "I don't know why, but it just believes that you have the Qinglian knife, and it depends on you."

After listening to his words, Lu Ji said: "It's just an illusion, let him give up on it."

So what if the Qinglian knife was on him? If it wasn't there, its owner might still be alive.

Lu Ji suddenly thought of something, straightened up, and asked: "I think you are very afraid of my master."

Jianling didn't know why he suddenly mentioned Taixuan, but he had a bad intuition, so he just said with a dry smile: "Fellow Daoist's master is powerful, how can he not be admired by others."

Lu Ji slowly fiddled with his saber, fixed his eyes on the uneasy and displeased face of the sword spirit, and suddenly said aggressively to him: "No! You are not afraid of Xuan Ji, you are afraid of Tai mysterious!"

Hearing this, the sword spirit, who had always been foolish and playful, looked at him seriously, and the aura around him suddenly rose steadily.

Lu Ji was still sitting on the ground, still dying without knowing what to say, Fan Zhi said confidently: "The reason you are so respectful to Master is all because Master is Taixuan Daoist, if it is only a few hundred people in Taiwangzong Years of Xuanji, how can you suppress your majestic Heavenly Capital Sword Spirit?"

For the first time, the sword spirit showed a sneer in front of Lu Ji, and also revealed the cold-blooded and evil spirit that belonged to a weapon spirit.His eyes were squinting, and he condescendingly said to Lu Ji with a contemptuous attitude: "So? What do you want to do? Threatening me, but since you know Xuanji's identity, it seems that you are not pure-hearted..."

His eyes were full of playfulness, and he kept sneering: "Besides, Master Taixuan, do you know that his dear disciple has such unspeakable thoughts for him?"

Lu Ji has always felt that the performance and attitude of the sword spirit are too strange since seeing the sword spirit.As the spirit of weapons and also the sword spirit of the city lord of Tiandu, the attitude and behavior of the sword spirit are obviously too friendly and harmless, without the arrogance and hostility of weapons, and he is obedient to the master without arrogance. Even for a little guy like himself, he was so tolerant.

Sure enough, it was all a disguise.

Lu Ji stood up slowly, looking at Jian Ling's indifferent eyes, he felt like he had finally discovered his true face.

This sword spirit is not that kind of honest, honest, and tolerant character at all. It is already treacherous, smart, flexible, and even accustomed to adapting to the wind.

Lu Ji said coldly: "What kind of thoughts do I have, and what does it have to do with you? It's just that you don't have much contact with Master, but why are you so afraid of Master? In other words, are you afraid of Master, or—"

Lu Ji sneered: "Where is the real Zhang Ze you imitated?"

Jian Ling only felt a surge of anger rushing straight to his forehead, almost burning his sanity, allowing the hostility and tyranny that had been suppressed for a long time to come out wantonly.He looked at Lu Ji in front of him with a new look, knowing that he could no longer treat him as an ordinary Jindan junior.

But the sword spirit finally controlled his anger and regained his sanity.He no longer entangled with Lu Ji, and waved, and the little sword spirits who were still very low in intelligence stepped forward one after another, gesturing to each other and continuing to greet Lu Ji, but turned their heads and left.

Lu Ji fell into a hard fight again, but his heart was very happy.

Only the sword spirit, even after leaving, still replays Lu Ji's words in his mind: Is he really afraid, or is it really...

imitating his master zhang ze is afraid

He doesn't know it himself, he only knows that his master has been learning Taixuan's behavior attitude all the time, and he also respects Taixuan. Perhaps behind these superficial feelings, there are some emotions that are tried to hide, which are like needles through subtle influences. Pierced into the heart of Sword Spirit, leaving indelible traces in the end.

Not long after, the trip to Tiandu finally came to an end.

Xuan Ji had a wave of presence in Tiandu, Lu Ji had nothing but sword skills, only Lu Yiguan got the sword spirit and was the biggest winner.

After returning to Wangxuan Peak, Lu Yiguan took his sword spirit to Qiqi Peak to cultivate feelings and tacit understanding casually.After Xuan Ji came back, he asked Lu Ji with some puzzlement: "Why on earth did you reject the sword spirit?"

Lu Jiji sat on the chair, looked at his master sitting opposite, and looked at him intently in order to get the answer, feeling a little joy in his heart.

He recalled his original thinking, and finally replied: "I don't think I need a sword spirit, and I'm not used to having a sword spirit who is so close to me and even shares weal and woe."

Xuan Ji propped his chin with his hands, looked at him with a very indescribable posture of Lu Ji, and said with a smile: "That sword spirit is an old monster from 1 years ago, you really don't regret it, you really don't envy Dao Bo "

"Of course I don't regret it! There's nothing to be jealous of!" The old monster from ten thousand years ago is no match for you, Master!

Lu Ji said righteously: "Besides, the disciple already has a master! Why bother!"

Why is it necessary to be so greedy?No matter what it is, he just needs the master alone, and the master only belongs to him.He stubbornly, naively, almost fancifully thought so, thought so.

Xuan Ji looked at him, slowly sat up straight, avoided his passionate gaze, lowered his head, and then sighed helplessly and sadly.

What to do, he still seems to be moved.

Why did Daoyi write everything on his face?Otherwise, he doesn't need to care about his mind.

But I can see it, and I still pay attention to it in my heart.

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a bit tired

I am very busy recently, I want to compress the outline and finish it as soon as possible...