Judgment from Heaven: The True White Moonlight Is Disgusted by All

Chapter 21

With her powerful talent and amazing self-control, in her previous life, she practiced everything to the top.

However, after the immortal veins were removed, she could not take another step forward no matter what.

If you take another step forward, you will become an immortal. However, if you lose your immortal veins, you will no longer have that qualification.

Wei Fuyuan raised her hand, and a long sword glowing with gleaming light appeared out of thin air in her hand.

The hilt of the sword is ice blue, and the sword body is slender, beautiful, and extremely sharp. When you raise your hand and wave it, the silver light suddenly shines.

Elder Qingyun and Qin Yu looked at the sword in Wei Fuyuan's hand in shock. Different from the various natal swords in their eyes, Wei Fuyuan's sword seemed to have a spirit.

The natal sword moves according to the owner's will, but in the final analysis, it is just a spiritual weapon, the embodiment of the owner's consciousness.

Wei Fuyuan's long sword looks different.

Elder Qingyun sighed in his heart that this was the most spiritual sword he had ever seen in his life.

Unlike an ordinary natal sword, even his natal sword does not have such aura.

Wei Fuyuan looked at the sword in his hand and felt something was different.

In her previous life, when she was five years old, this natal sword was not like this.

On the contrary, it is a bit like the natal sword that followed her to death at the age of twenty.

After she practiced for several years, her natal sword magically became spiritual and could even communicate with her in her mind.

However, that happened after she was thirteen years old.

And now...

She could only think of one possibility, that her natal sword was reborn along with her rebirth.

Wei Fuyuan tightened his grip on the sword.

However, the sword spirit is now asleep and unable to establish connection and communication with her.

"It's a good sword, little A-Yuan. Brother, I wish you will achieve your dreams in the future, hold this sword of yours and become a strong man." Qin Yu sighed and sent another blessing.

He could see Wei Fuyuan's ambition.

In front of the two of them, Wei Fuyuan never covered up.

He doesn't think a girl's ambition is ridiculous. Who knows what will happen in the future!

Wei Fuyuan smiled and said, "Thank you, brother Qin Yu."

"A Yuan, have you named this sword?" Elder Qingyun asked warmly.

"Well, it's called Zhuguang, chasing the light of the sun." Wei Fuyuan smiled brightly, "It will be my closest companion in this life."

"Yes, our natal sword is the closest partner in our lives. A Yuan, treat it well. In the future, it may give birth to spiritual consciousness." Elder Qingyun said with a smile, "Grandpa believes that within ten years, The strongest person in the world will definitely have the name of our A Yuan."

Wei Fuyuan curled her lips and nodded, "Okay."

Wei Fuyuan found a place to practice while Elder Qingyun and Qin Yu continued chatting.

"Master, little A-Yuan's natal sword..." Qin Yu said with some confusion.

Elder Qingyun interrupted him, "It's not ordinary."

"However, please don't tell anyone about this matter. It's enough that only the three of us know about it."

Qin Yu nodded, "Master, I understand."

Showing a unique talent too early may turn out to be a disaster.

Wei Fuyuan was able to defeat Wei Changping. Telling this fact would only make the sect value her more and save a lot of trouble.

However, if it is known that her natal sword can produce spiritual consciousness, she will become an outlier in the world. Such a person is undoubtedly powerful, and the Tianyun Sect may also be wary of it. Let alone mentioning this, someone might capture Wei Fuyuan in order to find a way for her natal sword to generate spiritual consciousness.

That would be very dangerous for Wei Fuyuan.

"Little A-Yuan is a good child, but her life is too hard." Elder Qingyun's face was solemn, "Wei Zhijing will not be a good father to little A-Yuan. She has lost her mother again. From now on, only the two of us can take care of her." some."

"Little A-Yuan is the sister I finally got. Master, don't worry, I will treat little A-Yuan well and I will protect her with my life." Qin Yu spoke firmly, without his usual joking look, and looked serious And dignified.

"There has been something unusual in one city recently. The sect asked you to take someone to take a look." Elder Qingyun looked at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu sneered, "Let them go on their own, I will also guide my sister to practice."

"Those people always ask us, the three brothers, to do whatever they have to do. Is it possible that there is no one in this sect?"

Elder Qingyun nodded, "I think so too. No matter what they ask for this time, just say that I asked you to stay to improve your cultivation and protect me. I want to refine the medicine."

"Master, are you going to make medicine?" Qin Yu was slightly surprised.

Refining medicine before was too labor-intensive, and his master just said to take a break.

Elder Qingyun smiled and said, "A Yuan, this little girl said that she wants to work hard to improve her cultivation. She will inevitably have to go to dangerous places to practice. I will make some healing medicine for her."

Qin Yu nodded, "This is the same."

"Master, don't worry when you go to refine the medicine. I'll be there for everything."

Although Elder Qingyun always calls him a brat, he still trusts him completely.

The two of them watched the little girl practice her sword for a while, and then Elder Qingyun went to the alchemy.

Nowadays, there are very few alchemists in the world, and the medicine they make is only friendly to the injured meridians and has no particularly powerful effect.

Although there are many cultivators and strong ones emerge in endlessly, there are always very few alchemists, and it is difficult to make breakthroughs.

Elder Qingyun wanted to break through the limits, but now, he could not even make the healing holy water he had made before. He could only seek stability and make the mildest healing potion.

Wei Fuyuan learned countless exercises in his previous life and also created some moves of his own.

Her swordsmanship is fierce and fierce, and she can attack and defend, but most of her killing moves are used.

Qin Yu watched for a while and felt something was wrong. For such a little girl, the moves were not like those she learned at her age.

But then, he felt distressed again.

It must be because the little girl is suffering too much, so she has to protect herself like this.

Different from the weak and inert sword techniques of some sect disciples that he had seen, Wei Fuyuan's moves were crisp and clean, with a sense of beauty that did not care about the lives of others.

He hooked his lips and smiled.

His Qin Yu's sister is so powerful and outstanding.

Wei Fuyuan didn't care about time when practicing her sword, and because she wanted to improve her strength quickly, she practiced for several hours in a row.

Until Qin Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore and came to stop him.

"Little A Yuan, you are still young, there is no need to be so anxious. Your body will not be able to bear it if you practice sword practice for a long time."

Qin Yu sighed, it is good for this little girl to be ambitious, but this is too distressing.

"Cultivation also requires a balance between work and rest." Qin Yu said seriously.

Wei Fuyuan nodded, "I know, I'm not tired yet."

Her body had not yet reached its limit, and Wei Fuyuan wanted to continue.

Qin Yu originally wanted her to rest, but looking at the little girl's eyes, he couldn't say anything.

(End of this chapter)