I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

A month later, Chenshui Sect was completely renewed and the trip to the Sword Tomb was finally put on the agenda.

The remaining demon soldiers that day were almost a mob and were vulnerable.

The magic Gu was swallowed by the Azure Dragon, and the magic Gu on the disciples of the Chenshui Sect was easily eliminated. It can be said that the Chenshui Sect did not suffer any damage this time.

Moreover, because of Zhou Wentian's powerful return, the morale of the entire Chenshui Sect instantly boosted, and everyone heard it.

Their powerful eldest senior brother was framed!

And this fact was hardly questioned by anyone... Luo Yong died tragically, Luo Zhi was imprisoned in a water dungeon and went insane, and the elders and disciples of their faction were all afraid at this moment that they would be punished later.

Li Guzi didn't even need to say anything before someone dug out the body of the inner sect female disciple and quickly used the magic-detecting stone to shone a light on it. In just one night, they saw dark demonic energy emanating from the female disciple's body.

"We have wronged our eldest brother!"

"God, we wronged you."

"It's all this female disciple's fault. Why did she want to get close to our senior brother?"

"It's true that the world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"

"..."

Sentence after sentence, almost suddenly, public opinion changed from the abyss to heaven in just the time it takes to stick up an incense stick.

At that time, Zhou Wentian's face was dark and there was no emotion in his heart.

Ye Xiaoshu took back his pulse-finding hand with a cold face, "Your eyes are fine, it's just that the poison from the magic poison is too deep, you will be fine after a few days of rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, she sneered again, her voice low, "It's really shameful for you to be a direct disciple like this."

Zhou Wentian lowered his head, and Ye Xiaoshu rolled his eyes silently, "Cheer up, Junior Sister has gone to great lengths to save you, don't let it go to waste."

Zhou Wentian: "…Thank you for your advice, Senior Sister."

"Yeah." This attitude was fine. Ye Xiaoshu stood up and waved towards Gu Ning, "Come here, let me see. I don't know why you're so jumpy every day."

Gu Ning came closer with a smile, and instantly clung to Ye Xiaoshu as if he had no bones, "Third Senior Sister, I'm in pain everywhere, you have to take a good look at it for me."

"You're crazy!" Ye Xiaoshu tapped Gu Ning's forehead unhappily, "Let's go back and take a look."

While the two of them were recuperating and the Chenshui Sect was reorganized, a month had passed quietly.

In front of the sword tomb, Li Guzi looked at the lively Gu Ning with a heart full of comfort.

"Aning, this is the sword tomb that our Shenshui Sect has guarded for generations."

Gu Ning walked forward curiously. The door of the cave in front of him was not open. He could see sword lights of various colors flashing inside, left and right, as if they were venting something angrily.

"How do I choose a sword?" Gu Ning turned around and smiled obediently.

Although she has obtained the Floating Life Sword, this thing is not too much or too little...

"Gu Ning!" As soon as this thought came to mind, Fu Sheng Sword in the sea of ​​consciousness shouted angrily, "What are you thinking about!"

Gu Ning curled his lips, "Nothing."

"A sword chooses one master, and one master can only have one sword." The shadow of the small Fusheng Sword jumped up and down in Gu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness, "If you dare to fall in love with someone else, I will... I will commit suicide..."

Gu Ning: Wow, what a threatening threat.

But she was just muttering, and actually had no intention of collecting more spirit swords.

The spirit sword is spiritual and deserves your wholehearted treatment.

What's more... for a sword cultivator, the spirit sword is his wife... how can it be reasonable to have several wives?

"You go in, the spirit sword will choose its own master." Li Guzi looked at Gu Ning with a smile, "But you already have Fusheng, and Wentian has also inherited Liuguang, so this time when you go in, just broaden your horizons."

After that, Li Guzi looked at Meng Jia and Ye Shuming with a gentle expression, "Song Mingyue told me that you can try to go as deep as possible to find the sword."

"Thank you, Uncle Li." The two men clasped their fists. Ye Shuming couldn't hide his excitement on his face. Meng Jiaye, who was always gentle and steady, couldn't help but grin.

"Xiao Shu." Li Guzi called Ye Xiaoshu again, "You have to be careful too. A spirit sword is not necessarily a sword. All things have spirits. They take shape and give birth to spirits. Spirits give birth to fight, kill, and protect. Maybe you can find a spirit sword that suits you."

After hearing this, Ye Xiaoshu, who was originally planning to go in and hang out, brightened up and became interested. "Okay, Uncle Master, I'll pay more attention."

So Li Guzi said no more, raised his hand and made a gesture, and the door of the cave opened with a bang, "Go in, you can stay in there for about a month."

"Remember, do everything within your ability." Before Li Guzi's serious words fell, several people turned into afterimages and quickly rushed in.

"Alas, young people do not know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is." He chuckled, "Well, letting them see these unruly spirit swords is also a kind of experience."

After saying that, he turned and left. The Chenshui Sect had a lot of sect affairs piled up, so where did he have the time to look after these little guys?

In the sword tomb, as soon as the few people landed on the ground, hundreds of sharp sword intentions instantly roared in from all directions.

"Squeak!" The powerful sword intent pressed the air, creating a sharp sound of breaking air that rushed straight to the foreheads of several people.

"Swish!" In an instant, the sword was unsheathed and formations were formed. In just a few breaths, the black sword was suspended high and rushed forward, smashing the oncoming sword intent into pieces in the most violent and brutal way.

"Heh!" The sword intent faded, and the entire sword tomb seemed to stagnate for a moment. It was obvious that the spiritual swords that had not been seen for a long time failed to show their power, and were instead pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Gu Ning sneered, and the Floating Life Sword and the Flowing Light Sword floated on the left and right beside the few people, full of fighting spirit.

As they were both spiritual swords, they naturally had a strong desire to compete, especially when facing those obviously inferior spiritual swords. The two swords simultaneously turned diagonally in mid-air, and then the hilts lightly nodded.

"You don't know your own limitations." Then, Fu Sheng Sword's arrogant voice rang out in Gu Ning's sea of ​​consciousness.

Gu Ning: Okay, okay, each of them is a powerful person.

However, in this way, all the spiritual swords that were weaker than the Fu Sheng Sword and Liu Guang Sword automatically retreated, leaving a path leading to the depths of the cave.

"Let's go, let's go inside." Ye Shuming rubbed his hands impatiently.

The deeper you go, the higher the level of the spirit sword will be.

"Let's go!"

The fleeting time made way for the people, who went in unhindered.

The scene that Li Guzi imagined of them being beaten up never happened at all.

In the silence, the spirit swords followed behind them, swaying and dodging, wanting to see who they were going to get.

The sword shadow flickered, and after almost an incense stick of time, a purple light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Several people's eyes lit up and they looked towards the purple light.