Once you become a female supporting role, you will be killed by the devil

"Are you so rude? You should ask for my consent before you acknowledge me as your master."

Fang Cong, who had just reacted, blew on the wound that was almost healed.

Fang Congyi, who had already entered the sect, was much stronger than before, and the sword only made a small cut.

Fang Cong looked at the brutal sword spirit with resentment.

"Oh, not bad." Bingpo looked at the little girl in front of him with satisfaction.

"Hmm?" What is this sword spirit saying?

"Woman, you are the first one to say no to me. You have successfully attracted my attention. I will follow you from now on." The sword spirit said to himself

Is this really the third ranked spiritual sword? Otherwise, the previous owner's surname was Wen, Gu, or Jiang.

Fang Cong looked at the little boy in front of him who looked like a snow elf. How could he say such stupid words?

He is really a human being, no, he is a spirit, you can't judge him by appearance.

"Master, do you think I am handsome and elegant?" Bingpo raised his head and said proudly.

After that, he quickly stepped back a few steps, shielding his chest with his arms, as if he had seen a flood or a beast.

"But I'm selling my art, not my body. I'm a serious sword spirit in the human world."

Fang Congyi looked at Bingpo's pretentiousness and felt ashamed.

I didn't expect that Bingpo, who looked like a flower in the mountains without saying a word, was actually a little troublemaker.

"Okay, I'm not interested in sword spirits. I only came to you because you're good-looking and you have a rare sword spirit.

I won't bother with you about hurting me, and I'll just accept you with reluctance."

Bingpo was a little unhappy when he heard Fang Congyi's reluctant look, but he couldn't help but feel happy when he heard her say that she was a good-looking and powerful person.

"Your name is Bingpo, right?" Fang Congyi felt a little complicated when he saw Bingpo's expression changing.

Oh, I don't know if it would be too hasty to use such a sword as my own name sword.

"Yes."

"As my natal sword, I have conditions. Listen to me."

Bingpo was a little surprised to hear that Fang Congyi had a request for him.

After all, as a spiritual sword on the list, the previous sword masters did not offer him a sacrifice, but they never asked for it.

But then I thought about those people before they signed the contract with me.

A humble look that listens to oneself and satisfies oneself in everything,

After the contract was signed, they immediately changed their attitude, and some even let themselves go and ran away when they encountered a powerful monster.

In contrast, the possibility of not giving up on oneself is greater when compared to a situation where there is no surprise or even conditions.

Thinking of this, Bingpo patiently waited for Fang Congyi's request.

"My conditions are: you must not harm the Lord, that is, me, and you must not disobey my orders. You must obey me in everything. And one more thing."

When he said the last sentence, Fang stopped.

"What's the last one?" Bingpo asked curiously.

"If you agree to the first two, I'll talk about it later."

These two things sound normal. After all, for sword spirits, these two things are their duty.

"This last one..."

I was silent for a moment and then spoke

"Keep it for now, I haven't thought of it yet."

I give up. At this moment, Bingpo wants to roll his eyes.

Tsk, even though the sword spirit is not serious, it is quite cute when he suddenly uses a little boy's face and voice to look so serious. He looks so serious as to arouse the maternal love of the girl.

A golden light flashed across the sword

"Now that the contract is signed, I will be your master from now on. Don't worry, follow me and I will ensure that you will have a good life in the future."

"The sword spirit doesn't eat these, but it needs the spiritual energy from the sword master to nourish it. Otherwise, I will fall into a deep sleep until someone signs a spiritual contract with me again to wake me up."

I listened to Bingpo explain these things I didn't know

"Okay, got it."

I suddenly sighed. With my current cultivation level, how could I possibly be able to defeat the sword spirit? It seemed I couldn't defeat it.

Seeing that I understood, Bingpo sighed again and said with a tone of disgust:

"I'm going back first. With the little spiritual power you have, you can only let me out for a while."

After saying that, he returned directly to the sword.

Tsk, this sword spirit is really rude.

I've just started practicing.

Forget it, I have to consolidate myself and complete today's task first

Fang Congyi sat cross-legged on the couch and soon entered into a state of meditation.

She felt the spiritual energy in her body that had not yet been transformed, and after circulating it for a week, she introduced it into her dantian and transformed it into spiritual power.

An hour later, Fang slowly opened his eyes.

After exhaling a breath of foul air, I felt my body became lighter and more energetic.

Just when I was about to go out for some fresh air

"Junior sister, are you okay now?" It was Fourth Senior Brother Jiang Jin.

"No, I was just about to go out for a walk. What's wrong, Fourth Brother? Is there something wrong?" I heard someone calling me before I even walked out of the door.

"Junior sister, I'm going to the library to return a book. Have you never been there?" Jiang Jin asked.

Library?

I heard about it when I first started, but I haven't been there yet. I thought I had nothing to do now, so I decided to go and have a look.

"I haven't been there, so I'll trouble you, Fourth Senior Brother."

"Hey, that's nothing, it's on the way." Jiang Jin smiled and narrowed his eyes

Why does it feel like Fourth Brother is laughing like a fool? I just agreed to go with him. Is it really necessary to be like this?

I looked at Jiang Jin's big white teeth showing when he smiled

Maybe I'm just in a good mood, why think so much?

Jiang Jin and I were walking on the way to the library.

Yunzhu Peak was not far from the library, so the two did not fly their swords.

Although these brothers are very enthusiastic about me, it is still a bit awkward to be alone like this. I don’t know what to say.

I looked at the pile of books Jiang Jin was holding. Each book was very thick and looked like a dictionary.

"Fourth Senior Brother, are you borrowing all these to read?"

"Oh, these, some are mine, and some are from Big Brother and Xiao Heng,

Although I often go to the library, I am a talisman cultivator so I only borrow books about formations or runes. Jiang Jin said

"Although you are a swordsman, you can also read other books. Don't be like that idiot Ye Zhulan who only knows how to practice hard all day long."

"Ah? Hard training? With Fifth Brother's talent, it shouldn't be that difficult." I asked doubtfully.

Ye Zhulan's talent and understanding should be considered fast in the world of cultivation.

"So, if he read other books and learned more of the essence left by his predecessors, he might be much stronger than he is now."

"Don't learn from those sword cultivators. They know nothing except wielding swords." He spoke with the confidence of a talisman cultivator.

Most of the talisman practitioners rely on the training of their families, and they need to have a solid foundation. After all, the brush needed to draw talismans is also a spiritual tool, which ordinary cultivators can't afford.

Although the talismans you draw can be sold at a high price after learning, the initial investment is also huge.

Therefore, talisman practitioners often come from large families, and this has formed a cycle where the strong become stronger and the rich become richer.

"That's what Fourth Brother said." I nodded in response.

"By the way, Junior Sister, have you always practiced swordsmanship? How long have you been practicing?"

Jiang Jin looked at the ice soul on my waist

"Was this given to you by your senior brother or master? This is a powerful sword. I heard that the female cultivators who owned this sword before were all pure and innocent. But my junior sister is not bad either. She is very beautiful and will definitely be a great beauty when she grows up."

"Then I will accept Fourth Senior Brother's good words."

Fang Congyi is indeed good-looking, but he doesn't look aloof.

Fang has been eating very well these days and his face has become rounder than before, but he is definitely not fat.

On the contrary, she has a standard oval face. Now that she is dressed up like this, she looks like a standard oriental beauty.

But what Jiang Jin said just now made me think of other things

Fang Congwen is a sword cultivator and does not understand talismans. He has only heard of them but has never seen them.

Even though I've learned kendo, I don't necessarily have to learn only this one.

Thinking of this, Fang Congyi decided to help Jiang Jin return the book first, and then look for some talisman-related books.