Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

"Stop kidding, you can't pull it out." Yan Tingshan didn't even raise his head, and continued to hug Mu Xiaoyu and chat about things between them as men.

He doesn't think of it as a Qi Refining Stage.

It can pull out the magic sword that no one has pulled out for thousands of years.

"..." As Su Ning's junior brother, Mu Xiaoyu did not question her words at all. He looked up and clearly saw the sword in her hand.

He was stunned.

He couldn't let himself watch this shocking scene alone, so he pinched Yan Tingshan's cheeks with both hands and turned his head away.

"Just now you were bragging that no one could pull it up, look at this!"

"Oh my god..." Yan Tingshan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to calm down. His expression changed from indifferent to shocked.

All he could think of was that it was over.

My brother is not as skilled as others and he might be doubting his life. He had tried so many times before and failed, but she just pulled it out with ease.

He got the sword easily.

"You, you, you..." Yan Tingshan finally reacted and flashed over. He thought there was something wrong with the sword, so he asked Su Ning to hand it to her.

"Is there something wrong with the sword? Let me take it and see?"

Su Ning rolled her eyes and threw it to him: "Go on."

A genuine sword.

What else could go wrong? If there is any, it's his own problem.

"Uh..." Unexpectedly, the sword was in perfect condition and it pushed Yan Tingshan down. He moved his hands and faced the reality after struggling for a while.

He said with a sad face: "Help me, my hand is broken."

"You're both a novice and you love to play." Su Ning picked up the sword without as much effort as he did, and even tossed it: "Are you pretending?"

It felt so light and weightless, I don't know if he did that on purpose.

Or maybe he was too weak.

"Do I look like I'm pretending?" he asked unhappily.

Su Ning: “…” There’s really no need to pretend like this.

At this moment, the sword in Su Ning's hand began to degenerate, and the rusty shell of the sword gradually cracked, revealing its original form.

It was a completely white sword with ancient characters engraved on the handle. She touched it and felt a bone-chilling chill from the blade.

It is in stark contrast to the filth just now.

This is the real sword.

"Let me touch it." Yan Tingshan stared at the sword, as if he was seeing his wife whom he hadn't seen for several years.

Su Ning's mouth twitched and she was about to say something.

But something unexpected happened.

The sword tomb where they were located had always relied on this sword to maintain its balance. Now that the sword had appeared in the world, the entire sword tomb was shaken.

It seems like it might collapse at any time.

"It's over, we're in trouble." Yan Tingshan was not worried about his own safety, but was thinking about how to explain the collapse of the sword tomb to his brother.

Reconstruction requires not only manpower and financial resources, but also their energy.

Besides, the treasures were stolen by someone.

Looking at the movement that was about to stop, Su Ning dodged and comforted: "It's okay, just a few rocks fell, it won't collapse."

The words haven't even been spoken for three seconds.

She was horrified to find that the sword in her hand was shaking uncontrollably, and then a powerful airflow went straight into the sky.

It is comparable to overcoming a tribulation.

Looking at the sky that looked like a mushroom cloud, Su Ning fell into deep thought.

Are you sure this sword isn't a time bomb?

“Oh my god.” Mu Xiaoyu put his hand on his forehead and looked up at the sky: “This spectacular scene is like transcending a catastrophe.”

Yan Tingshan was in no mood to watch.

He glanced at the messy sword tomb, and while his brother was not there yet, he dragged one person in each hand and led them away from the scene of the accident.

"Still looking, it will be too late if you don't run now!"

If this place is messed up, my brother will be mad. He can't escape responsibility, but he won't know who did it unless the person is caught.

They can go around and come back here.

Then, pretend to know nothing and ask, "Brother, are you here to test the sword again? Look at what you have done to the sword tomb."

My brother will definitely fall into self-doubt.

There was no time to investigate who had done it, so they got away with it.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Before they could run away, Yan Shi'an brought the elders of the sect to the crime scene and saw the messy sword tomb.

He noticed the three people who wanted to run away, and his face instantly turned angry: "You messed up this place like this, are you rebelling?"

Yanting Mountain was already a scourge before.

Now three evils have gathered together, making the sect a mess.

"Brother, we just got here after hearing the noise." In order to avoid being punished, Yan Tingshan began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

How could Yan Shi'an not know what kind of person his younger brother is?

His eyes turned cold: "Coming faster than us?"

"Of course." Yan Tingshan didn't realize that there was something wrong with what he said, and was successfully tricked: "We have always been here..."

Only after I finished speaking did I realize that something was wrong.

He looked at his brother's expressionless face nervously and prepared to run away.

Seeing his next move, Yan Tingshan grabbed his collar and sneered, "You colluded with outsiders to destroy the sword tomb like this."

"Brother, please calm down..."

"Speak." Without giving him a chance to breathe, Yan Shian's tone became increasingly cold: "Why did you bring them here?"

Yan Tingshan wanted to hide it.

After all, if his brother knew that someone could pull out the magic sword and might be the weakest person in the world of cultivation, he might lock himself up.

A month of low self-esteem.

"nothing……"

"What are you holding in your hand?" Yan Shi'an saw the sword in Su Ning's hand faster than him, because the magic sword had been rusty.

He didn't recognize it at first.

Thinking that she just picked up a sword at random, he didn't pay much attention to it, and even praised her: "It seems that you are not useless."

She is one of the few people who can draw a sword in a short time.

She is not as useless as imagined.

However, Su Ning's next words broke his defenses.

She showed her sword and said, "Master Yan reluctantly gave me the sword. I think I can make you less angry when we practice together in the future."

From the tone of his voice, she could take the sword for herself.

So this is her biggest concession.

"What did you say?" Upon hearing this, Yan Shian couldn't help but stare, and even went to the location of the magic sword, only to find it empty.

He then turned his gaze back to the sword, his expression grim.

"You pulled it out?"

How could such a useless person like her pull out the divine sword that even he was helpless against?

It was pulled out?

Pulled it out?

Out?

Even the elders who came with him were in disbelief. They looked Su Ning up and down, thinking: The ancestor's sword recognized a little kid?

I'm afraid it has lost its former spirituality after being in the sword tomb for so many years.

But it doesn't look like that.

Su Ning grinned and said something that was so infuriating that it would kill him: "I just made a slight move and it was easily captured."

"..." The banquet master was silent.

This was a big blow to him, but the facts were there.

You have to believe it even if you don't want to.

He took a deep breath and did not ask her for the sword back. After all, the sword had already recognized its master, and it would be useless for them to return it.

Just a lump of iron.

He just wanted to take one last look at the divine sword that all the previous sect masters wanted to see, and sighed: "Let this sect master see your sword."

"Here." Su Ning didn't do anything wrong and put the sword in front of him. It originally belonged to someone else, so there was no reason not to let him see it.

She got a great bargain after all.

As Yan Shi'an watched, he felt depressed and his eyes went dark.

Before he fell, he was caught by his younger brother Yan Tingshan, who exclaimed, "Brother, you are too fragile, aren't you? How can you faint?"