The stick spirits that Wen Yun had seen before were all strange beasts, but this was the first time he saw a human form.

But she immediately realized that the sword spirits mentioned by the disciples of the outer courtyard were all beauties who were all fascinating beauties.

It seems that the spirits in the cultivation world are all human forms.

So before the man spoke, Wen Yun, who quickly reacted, looked down at him: "I am your master, Wen Yun."

“…”

Ye Shubai fell into a long silence, and his eyes were silently looking at the girl in front of him without any sorrow or joy.

In his dazzling and short life, too many people have crawled under his sword. He is the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, and no one dares to look at it.

And the girl in front of her actually claimed to be his...

Owner?

The most terrifying thing is that Wen Yun has seen too many scepter spirits. They all look like they are not emotionally intelligent, so she is even more sure that this is the spirit that is born from the Phoenix Wood.

Empiricism kills people.

The newly-grown scepter spirit had almost the same intelligence as that of young children, so Wen Yun patiently encouraged him: "You will definitely become a good scepter spirit."

Scepter Spirit?

Ye Shubai's eyes were calm and he said calmly: "I'm not a stick spirit."

Wen Yun is only indifferent to outsiders, and is easy-going and even doting to his own people.

So she accepted the rebuttal calmly and corrected her statement: "Okay, you're not."

I know, your cultivation world is called Sword Spirit.

After the birth of the spirit, it is not loyal to the master, but requires the cultivation of tacit understanding and feelings.

Wen Yun's dragon bone staff was a rebellious dragon when she was born. She tamed it for more than ten years before she completely subdued it.

The first step to taming the spirit is to familiarize him with his breath.

So she stretched out her hand and gently touched the sword spirit's head.

"Don't be afraid, I'll treat you well."

However, the next moment, her wrist was held, his body temperature was slightly lower than that of ordinary people, and his palms were cold.

After suppressing her rude movements, he stood up and Wen Yun realized that the sword spirit was particularly tall and she needed to look up to look at him.

Ye Shubai looked down at her quietly. He was not a person who spoke much, so he did not explain much.

As for the things she said that she couldn't understand, he couldn't feel curious about the slightest slightest thought.

He only made a promise calmly: "You save me once, so I will protect you for the rest of my life."

This is a promise that will make people all over the world crazy.

No one can cross Ye Shubai's sword and hurt the person he wants to protect, just as he really did it when he wanted to protect the people of the world.

However, Wen Yun's expression was a bit strange.

Wen Yun thought for a moment, but still said seriously and corrected: "It was twice."

"It's time to snow. Later, my senior brother pulled you out on the mountain. If I hadn't picked you up and planted you, you would have gone again."

Ye Shubai was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, which was considered to be acknowledging this statement.

"good."

When the last stick spirit came out, she almost bit Wen Yun to death. This sword spirit was so well-behaved and gentle, which made her feel very good.

However, her sword spirit looks a bit miserable, and the blood on her clothes is the same as on the snow.

I think it is because the Phoenix Wood is so precious that he has been hunted and robbed since his birth, so he is scarred?

Wen Yun looked at him with sympathy: "Since you follow me, I will be responsible for you. Come here and I will heal you."

Ye Shubai: "No..."

However, Wen Yun had already thrown a light-based healing magic on him.

The way of sword cultivator is the way of killing.

They have always been moving forward, cold and ruthless, and even the powerful people in the tribulation period rarely have such a means of healing.

A tiny light scattered on Ye Shubai's body, like a warm morning light, making people extremely comfortable. The tingling sensation on the wounds that had been left for hundreds of years on his body disappeared briefly.

Because of this extreme pleasure, his fingertips trembled slightly.

The refusal I originally wanted to say was swallowed back.

However, the next moment, a soft little hand touched his head docilely, and this time he rubbed it.

Ye Shubai quickly held her hand, his tone still cold: "Don't cross."

“…”

Wen Yun calmly withdrew his hand.

OK, this sword spirit is indeed different. Other spirits like to be touched by their master's head.

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This sword spirit is very cold and does not respect the master enough. After enjoying the light magic, it disappeared without saying a word.

However, Wen Yun, who had been bitten by Long Ling for more than ten years, developed extremely strong patience. As a good master, she still threw a light magic on the phoenix tree before leaving the next day.

Unfortunately, the spirit did not come out again.

Today's inner door is much different from the past because it has been almost eliminated.

When Wen Yun came, many people consciously made way for a walk.

After she showed her amazing strength yesterday, whether she was convinced or dissatisfied, most of the disciples' attitude towards her became much gentler.

This is the case in the world of cultivation. Whose sword can be respected faster?

Many people even took the initiative to greet her: "Hello Junior Sister Wen."

"Junior Sister Wen is planning to challenge the disciples of the person who are you going to pass on today?"

Wen Yun nodded and responded, then narrowed his eyes slightly to the distance, where nine high platforms had been erected at some point.

Seeing Wen Yun looking, a senior sister next to her answered her questions: "Today's rules are different from the past. It is said that the disciples are defending the beating. Ordinary disciples have a chance to attack the beating, and the loser will be defeated directly. Before sunset, those standing on nine high platforms will be qualified for the sword competition."

Another junior brother next to him shook his head: "Stop dreaming. It's no different to reach the sky if you want to seize opportunities from your personal disciples. They have obtained the best resources since they started. How can we compare!"

"To put it bluntly, this is just a big competition between the peaks and each other. Just take a look at it, ordinary disciples."

The senior sister retorted: "But didn't Junior Sister Wen defeat Senior Brother Lu with one move yesterday?"

Everyone who was discussing enthusiastically looked at Wen Yun silently and muttered in a low voice—

"But Junior Sister Wen is not a normal person."

How could a normal person take the Golden Elixir stage without cultivation?

She is a pervert! She cannot bring perverts in when discussing issues!

Wen Yun: “…”

At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the crowd in front.

After Wen Yun defeated Lu Qiansui yesterday, he seemed to be in a state of autism and never appeared again, so the third peak is another personal disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage today.

However, at this time, a person suddenly flew backwards from the third peak arena.

The lower part exclaimed: "Someone has successfully attacked the game!"

Sure enough, the person who fell was a disciple of the Third Peak. He stared at the person above and looked at him with anger, and left with a angrily shook his sleeves.

Wen Yun looked closely and felt that the person above looked familiar.

The other party also noticed her gaze, bowed to her, and then sat on the ground to restore her spiritual power.

I remembered that the boy was Shen Xinghai who gave her soft armor that day.

"We can't challenge the third peak in the next half hour."

"But I think that senior brother is wearing ordinary disciple uniforms. Since he can do it, then I'm fine!"

Shen Xinghai was in the middle stage of foundation building with his own disciple, and he fought hard for a long time before he narrowly won. Therefore, he was different from Wen Yun's pervert, and he could arouse people's fighting spirit.

Wen Yun saw several people flying towards the platform, and she narrowed her eyes and her eyes fell on the stage of the first peak.

Standing above was a woman in a red dress, and there were also a group of maids behind her, but not Xie Mian.

"What a pity." Wen Yun murmured.

She lost interest, but the other party noticed her.

Liu Luoyin narrowed his eyes: "Is she Wen Yun?"

Sure enough, she had a very beautiful face, and her body was so clean that she didn't have any decorations, but it was the most eye-catching among the crowd.

She looked at Wen Yun and shouted loudly: "It was you who attacked Senior Brother Lu yesterday?"
To be continued...