Chapter 1938: Qingming Sword

  Chapter 1938 Qingming Sword

  Ye Murin and Ye Feiran naturally didn't know about the pitch-black sword, so they squatted down to study it.

   "Qing, Ming, Jian? Mu Lin, have you heard of it?" Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows and asked.

  Ye Murin glanced at the three characters Qingmingjian, then looked at Ye Feiran, and said with a smile, "Raner's luck is really enviable."

  Ye Feiran: "???"

   Could it be that the Qingming Sword is a divine weapon?

   "Quickly tell me, is it an artifact?"

  Ye Feiran's anxious look made the corners of Ye Mulin's lips even more curved.

   "It's a divine weapon, and according to ancient records, the Qingming Sword is one of the top ten dark weapons."

   One of the top ten necromancers!

  Hearing the words, Ye Feiran's eyes widened suddenly, "One of the top ten dark weapons, that's great! Mu Lin, I think the Qingming sword is very suitable for Ah Xuan, what do you think?"

  Ye Mulin nodded, "I also think it suits her very well."

  Ye Feixuan used to be a sword cultivator, her master was one of the five great sword gods, and she herself was also known as the little girl sword god.

   Now that she has become a ghost cultivator after her fall, the Qingming Sword is naturally very suitable for her.

  Before her fall, Ye Feiran was recognized by the ancient sword Bingxue, and her swordsmanship attainments were not low, but because she worshiped Dan God as her teacher and was a goddess of two realms, these lights directly covered up her swordsmanship.

  Of course, this is her strategy, so she can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

   Now that Ye Feiran is recognized by so many famous swordsmen, it is naturally related to her talent in swordsmanship.

  Ye Feiran didn't know what Ye Mulin was thinking. She looked at Qing Mingjian and was very happy, but at the same time she also thought of a question.

   "The Qingming Sword is a divine weapon and one of the top ten dark weapons, so it must be a famous sword, but doesn't the famous sword choose its owner? Can Axuan recognize the owner directly with a drop of blood?"

  Ye Murin reached out and rubbed Ye Feiran's head, and said soothingly, "Don't worry, Ran'er, Ye Feixuan will definitely be approved by Qing Mingjian, and I have a guess."

  Ye Feiran looked up at Ye Murin, "What guess?"

  Ye Murin glanced at the Qingming Sword on the ground, and then slowly said, "It may be because of you that the Qingming Sword can be seen again, if you don't want it, it may be sealed under the lake again.

  So it doesn't want to be sealed at the bottom of the lake, so it has to choose one person as the master, and Ye Feixuan is its best choice at present. "

  Ye Feiran blinked, surprised by Ye Murin's guess.

   "Mu Lin, why did you come up with such a guess?"

  Ye Murin was silent for a while, "I guessed like this when I saw the Qingming Sword, I'm not sure if it's true."

  Ye Feiran thought of the unspoken things between them, and nodded lightly, "I believe what you said is the truth."

  So she said directly to the Qingming Sword on the ground, "Qingming Divine Sword, I am a human cultivator, and you cannot shine in my hands, but my sister is a ghost cultivator, and she will definitely get your approval."

  Qing Mingjian didn't react at all, because it was still in shock, and it couldn't imagine why the man in front of him would guess its situation.

   This lake is really weird. Since it fell into this lake, it has been trying to find ways to see the sun again.

At the beginning, it found that it could not leave the lake, so it stared at the cultivator who dived into the lake. After waiting for a long time, it met a cultivator who barely caught his eye. As a result, like the previous cultivator, he was besieged by ghosts after going down the lake , and then became one of the ghosts.

  As more and more practitioners became ghosts, it even began to suspect that it would never see the light of day again.

  Time passed, it just started to screw up, not obsessed with seeing the light of day again, just thinking about going with the flow.

   Then, it waited for Ye Feiran to come. When Ye Feiran was fishing, it had a premonition that this cultivator could take it out of the lake and realize its dream of seeing the sun again.

  When this premonition is at its strongest, it drives a phantom to its aid.

   As a result, its premonition was not wrong, it really left this lake that didn't know how to seal it.

  The moment it left the lake, there seemed to be a voice telling it that only if it chooses the master can it leave here completely.

  In short, not only is the lake full of weirdness, but it also feels that the two people in front of it are also very strange. They are by no means ordinary practitioners.

  Ye Feiran naturally didn't know the shock of Qing Mingjian, so he picked it up directly.

   "Hiss, it's so cold!"

  The next moment, she immediately let go, and the Qingming sword fell to the ground again.

  Qing Mingjian: "..."

  Knowing that it is a divine sword, or one of the top ten dark weapons, she still treats it like this.

  However, it didn't dare to act rashly, otherwise what would Ye Feiran do if he got angry and threw it back into the lake.

   In this case, when will it wait for a second practitioner who can easily take it away from the lake?

  So, Qing Mingjian continued to remain silent.

   Seeing this, Ye Mulin at the side naturally felt distressed, and immediately stepped forward to warm her hands.

  Ye Feiran looked at the man in front of him with a smile on his face, and asked softly, "Mu Lin, you said we continue fishing, can we still catch other ghost weapons?"

  Ye Mulin was not sure, "You can try."

  Ye Feiran rolled his eyes, "Mu Lin, why don't you go fishing this time, I think your luck is also good."

"OK!"

  When Ye Murin started fishing, Ye Feiran's consciousness covered the entire bamboo forest.

  Hao Zicun, Sikong Jing, and Ye Han still maintain their previous postures, but each of them has a different expression, and they should be accepting a test or something.

  Ye Feixuan and Youyouzi are also undergoing the test, but they are facing a dark bead that exudes ghostly aura and looks very strange.

   Soon, a month passed, and the bored Ye Murin and Ye Feiran took turns fishing, but they didn't catch anything except the Qingming Sword.

  At this time, whether it was Hao Zicun, Sikong Jing and Ye Han, or Ye Feixuan and Youyouzi, their spiritual consciousness was bounced back, which meant that the test of Zhulin and the two of them was over.

  When Ye Murin and Ye Feiran came back dragging the Qing Ming Sword, they heard Hao Zicun's regretful voice.

   "Hey, why did the consciousness bounce back? My test has only reached the eighth level!"

   "I am also the eighth level." Sikong Jing said in a muffled voice.

  Hearing what they said, Ye Han also said, "I'm in the ninth level."

  Hearing this, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing looked at Ye Han at the same time with envious expressions on their faces.

  However, soon they looked frustrated again.

  "None of us passed the test, so it is equivalent to gaining nothing."

  Murong Lingji glanced at them and said with a smile, "Not necessarily."

   "Not necessarily?" Hao Zicun raised his thick eyebrows, and immediately asked, "Brother Murong, what do you mean by that?"

  As a result, as soon as the voice fell, the nameless monument flashed with light, and when the light dissipated, a silver spear appeared in everyone's sight.

  At the same time, the aura of a fairy-level spiritual weapon also came out.

   "Fairy, fairy-level spirit weapon!"

  The three of Hao Zicun looked surprised, and then the three looked at each other in blank dismay.

   "Whose reward is this for?"

   However, none of the three received any news.

  At the end, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing glanced at each other, and then looked at Ye Han.

   "Miss Ye, it should be your reward!"

  Ye Han also looked bewildered, subconsciously looking at Murong Lingji beside him.

  Facing Ye Han's eyes asking for help, Murong Lingji immediately said, "Han'er, go and see if you can pick it up?"

  Hearing the words, Ye Han hurried forward, grabbing the silver spear with his slender hands, but the silver spear didn't move at all.

   "I can't lift it."

   "If you can't take it, it's not your reward." Murong Lingji said.

  At this time, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing also understood what was going on, and they couldn't help rubbing their hands together.

  Fairy-level spirit weapon, who wouldn't want it!

   "Sikong, I think the silver spear is tailor-made for me, so you go first." Hao Zicun said.

  Si Kongjing was speechless for a while, but she seemed to feel that there was some truth to it, but she didn't want to regret it, so she went forward and tried to pick up the silver spear.

  (end of this chapter)