Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Chapter 8 High-end sword speaks human language
A trip to the cabinet is nothing more than getting to know people.

Among the three senior brothers, Chu Qiurong was a familiar one, Xu Ziqiao was a square-headed one, and Jin Nanfeng, the only one worth talking to in depth, only exchanged a few hurried greetings before going back to the cabinet to approve documents.

If Tu Nian were to comment, saying that she was perfunctory was just to put her face on the line. This senior brother obviously didn't like her.

Although she was confused, she still skillfully paved the way for herself, "Who said you wanted to get me a sword just now?"

……

On the way to the Sword Tomb, Chu Qiurong made up for his senior brother, "Master and senior brother are in charge of all matters in the sect. If master is away, senior brother will inevitably be busier."

Tu Nian nodded indifferently, "I understand."

Compared with Chu Qiurong's high emotional intelligence, Xu Ziqiao's words were much more straightforward, "So, you are simply a sinner if you make such a busy senior brother wait in vain all morning."

Tu Nian didn't like to be a weakling, so he refuted him with a smile, "You still have the nerve to say it?"

Co-writing side plots don’t count towards time, right?
Knowing what she meant, Xu Ziqiao said angrily: "That's because you blocked my way. Besides, if it hadn't been for this, senior brother would have had the Spirit Musk Fruit and wouldn't have left in such a hurry once he was in a good mood. "

When he said this, he became even more excited, "It's rare for us to see senior brother once, and you messed it up. If you are not the sinner, who is... Hiss! Senior brother, why are you hitting me!"

"You talk too much."

Staring at him with a warning look in her eyes, Chu Qiurong retracted her hand and lowered her voice and said to Tu Nian: "San'er worships senior brother too much. We haven't seen him in the past few days. He's addicted. Please ignore him."

Glancing at Xu Ziqiao who was following the two of them angrily, Tu Nian smiled at the corner of his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter."

In the words of the original work, this Xu Ziqiao is a living king of hell.

Except for Jin Nanfeng, everyone in the entire Snow Valley would explode even if they rubbed against him.

In the book, Jin Nanfeng becomes a demon and Chu Qiurong becomes a black man. Both of them deserve their death. He is the only one who has no brains. He was plotted for a fight and was sent to the heroine's fish pond without even taking action. He is so lacking in character. One can imagine.

She won't argue with a weak-minded fan.

Seeing Tu Nian's good temper, Chu Qiurong was relieved and continued to lead the way.

Not long after, a mountain stream appeared on the road ahead. Several people went deep along the mountain stream. After walking for about half a cup of tea, they saw that the end of the mountain stream was hidden in a cave that was a hundred meters high.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Chu Qiurong stopped, turned his head and said to Tu: "The sword tomb is full of spiritual energy, and there are some spirits."

"So go in later, little junior sister, you must follow me closely and don't run around. If something happens to you, Master will eat me."

He said this and made a knife-like gesture to his neck with a lively expression. Tu Nian was amused and nodded obediently.

Xu Ziqiao rolled his eyes and muttered: "Grandstanding."

As expected, Chu Qiurong was shocked again.

Three people entered the cave.

The moment she passed the entrance of the cave, Tu Nian felt a biting chill coming towards her face, but it dissipated after just one breath, replaced by a warmth that slowly warmed up around her body.

Looking back following the source of heat, Xu Ziqiao's body was glowing with a faint red light.

"Ever since Dasan'er got the Golden Pill, it has become more convenient to come to Sword Tomb."

Chu Qiurong's slightly smiling voice came from beside him, and Tu Nian suddenly realized that Xu Ziqiao's natural fire spirit roots could easily withstand the wind and snow.

Tu Nian lost his temper, smiled and thanked him: "Thank you, little senior brother."

Xu Ziqiao was silent for a while after hearing the words. When he glanced back, Tu Nian had already turned his head to talk to Chu Qiurong, only showing half of his side face, smiling sweetly.

Totally heartless.

Xu Ziqiao was confused. He punched the two people in front of him, then looked away with a slight groan, and the red light on his body gradually became thicker.

"This is my first time entering the Sword Tomb, little junior sister. Have you heard of it before?"

Looking around for a sword suitable for Tu Nian, Chu Qiurong asked.

Tu Nian nodded first, then shook his head, and finally said: "I understand, but not much."

As the name suggests, the Sword Tomb is a place where swords are hidden, such as Yuzhe's Bixuan, Nie Yanchen's Han Qi, or Xu Ziqiao's Chihua. All the spiritual swords in the world, good or bad, came from it.

But there are many sword tombs in the world, including ten of the three sects and seven sects, not to mention those in the wild, each with its own differences.

Regarding this, she only knew that most of the ones found in the Yuqing Sect Sword Tomb were wind-type variants. There were very few mentions in the books of other sects, so she didn't know much about it.

"That's it." Chu Qiurong nodded slightly and said, "Then I will talk to you."

Tu Nian listened intently.

From ancient times to the present, various sects have relied on the beautiful land of Zhongling.

For example, the Lost Forest of Yuqingmen and the extreme north of Snow Valley are places with rich spiritual power and suitable for cultivation.

The establishment of the sect caused the mountains and rocks to move, and gold tools appeared.

Spiritual power can enchant living objects, and can channel spirits when it encounters dead objects. Therefore, under the influence of spiritual power, some outstanding gold objects will generate spiritual consciousness.

The first gold artifact that produced spiritual consciousness then affected other nearby gold artifacts. As a result, there were many gold artifacts in a lifetime, and they formed a domain. Over time, the sword tomb became what it is today.

To put it bluntly, it is not the spiritual sword that comes naturally, but the spiritual power that leads to the spiritual sword.

Correspondingly, spiritual powers with different attributes will give birth to spiritual swords with different attributes. For example, the Yuqingmen Sword Tomb contains mostly wind attribute variants, which is why Lost Forest is known for its wind and mist.

Hearing this, Tu Nian suddenly thought of Xu Ziqiao's Chihua Sword, and was a little confused for a moment.

If the sword tomb really determines the spiritual attribute, then Chihua is clearly a fire-attributed spiritual sword, so how could it come from the sword tomb in Snow Valley?

While she was struggling, a cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

"come over."

The voice was so close that when Tu Nian first heard it, he even had the illusion that his ears were rubbing against it.

Startled, she looked at Chu Qiurong, "Senior brother, did you call me?"

The explanation stopped suddenly, Chu Qiurong turned his head and looked at her strangely, "No, what's wrong?"

Misheard?
Tu Nian shook his head hesitantly, and was about to say that he was distracted, but unexpectedly the voice sounded again.

"come over."

It was clearer and more determined than last time, with an unquestionable meaning.

"Brother, wait."

After confirming that he was not hallucinating, Tu Nian immediately stopped the two senior brothers' intention to go deeper and began to explore in the direction of the sound.

Seeing her suddenly running towards the pile of swords, Xu Ziqiao followed her and said, "What did that idiot do?"

Chu Qiurong shook his head to show that he didn't understand, and asked Tu Nian: "Don't rush to touch the one you like. Let me know and I will get it for you."

Tu Nian responded hastily and continued to dig into the pile of swords.

The pile of swords is rugged and difficult to navigate, and there are many sword blades that need to be avoided, making the journey down really bumpy.

And whenever Tu Nian lost his mind, the voice would sound again, as if it was guiding the direction.

She couldn't help but wonder: could a high-end sword speak human language?
The deeper Tu Nian walked into the sword pile, the clearer his voice became, and similarly, there were more and more swords.

Gradually, various sword blades surrounded her in the center, and whether it was because the spiritual attributes of these swords were too strong or because they were far away from Xu Ziqiao, she began to feel a little cold.

At this time, Chu Qiurong also discovered that Tu Nian had gone too deep, and reminded her from a distance: "Little junior sister, just look around the outside, don't go further in!"

Tu Nian was about to respond when he saw a particularly transparent sword body vaguely appearing among the many spiritual swords.

"here."

At the same time, that voice sounded again, indescribably ethereal.

Tu Nian knew that he should listen to Chu Qiurong, but unexpectedly, the extremely beautiful sword was thrust in front of his eyes.

We are already here, and there are still a few steps left.

Thinking like this, Tu Nian gritted his teeth and walked towards the sword.

But the next moment, a chill suddenly came from the top of her head, preventing her from going any further.

Looking up, Tu Nian couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"I'll go...what a big snake!"

(End of this chapter)