As a sword, Ye Zhiqiu began to think about his next life.

First, there is the question of what to eat.

As the treasure of Qingyunmen, almost all the spiritual power of the seven veins is gathered here with him, so that one day if Qingyunmen encounters an invincible enemy, let him exert all his power and sweep away those invaders in one fell swoop.

In the past years, Zhu Xian Jian has completed this task well, and in the years to come, if he does not appear, Zhu Xian Jian will also complete the task well.

Of course, there is a little girl in Baguio who seems to have died under the sword of Zhuxian, which has caused a lot of regrets.

"Can absorbing the aura of heaven and earth make me stronger? ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the heaven and earth aura everywhere here, and felt that these didn't seem to have much to do with him, because he only had a soul body now, and he didn't have a physical body, and he didn't have the so-called meridians, and it was impossible to use these things to strengthen his body.

But he can use this energy directly.

The ability to use these spiritual qi was related to his spiritual realm, so Ye Zhiqiu felt that he should constantly improve his spiritual strength.

Next to him, there was a lot of resentment, anger and murderous aura, and he felt that these spiritual powers still didn't seem to be absorbed, and he Wang Jingze would not eat any of the food here even if he starved to death.

Well...... Not particularly fragrant.

As a spiritual being, in the face of these unformed spiritual powers, Ye Zhiqiu naturally occupies the upper points, but if the garbage components attached to these spiritual powers are removed, it seems that other means are needed, at least Taoist techniques.

Ye Zhiqiu began to think about whether he had learned a similar method, he thought for a while, and began to pinch the mantra.

A bolt of lightning smashed down from the outside, purifying a lot of resentment.

Of course, this thunder light seemed to be too violent, not only was the resentment gone, but even the spiritual power was evaporated.

Even Ye Zhiqiu felt that he seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

The power of the thunder summoned by this and even the power of Gangzhiyang, if it wasn't for his cultivation but the Yuan Infant, maybe he would be smashed by this thunder.

"I seem to be able to purify with light. ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the spiritual power that had shrunk a lot around him, and suddenly remembered that his deity was the Great Sun Divine Body, and he would also have some purification methods, although his physical body no longer existed, there should still be some means to make it.

Ye Zhiqiu gave it a try.

It seems like it can.

A little light emanated from Ye Zhiqiu's spirit body, gradually purifying the surrounding resentment and murderous aura, and what was left was pure spiritual power.

Ye Zhiqiu smelled it, tasted it, and felt that this kind of spiritual power was good.

After eating this mental power, he felt as if he was a little stronger.

"Can I run for a run?"

Although he didn't eat and drink, Ye Zhiqiu still decided to go out for a walk.

If the Zhuxian Ancient Sword does not have divine sense, it is an object, and it is completely possible to stay here forever, even if it is for decades and hundreds of years, but he is a spirit person, how can he stay here forever.

I just don't know if those people will let him out to wander?

Ye Zhiqiu felt that it would not.

"Oh no, our Zhenshan Divine Sword has escaped!"

"Go and call someone!"

Ye Zhiqiu could imagine that if he went out, they would definitely shout like this when he met a disciple, and at that time, I don't know what Dao Xuan would do?

Did it wipe out his sanity? Or was it a good word of persuasion?

Ye Zhiqiu felt that Dao Xuan should not be able to erase his sanity, and it was very likely that he would be regarded as the old man of Qingyunmen, and he would be served with delicious food and drink, so that he could help Qingyunmen when Qingyunmen was in trouble.

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu thought about it, he really came out of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion.

Originally, there were a lot of illusions in the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, and those who were not determined could not enter and exit, but Ye Zhiqiu happened to be a firm one, so he was in and out without hindrance.

Ye Zhiqiu walked all the way out of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, jumped forward and didn't see anyone, probably because the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion was still some distance away from Qingyun Gate, and because this was the forbidden place of Qingyun Gate, he took himself to himself and took himself away.

This time he saw many people.

This time there has been such a change in Qingyunmen, and the Zhuxian Sword is unmanned and automatic, and the disciples of Qingyunmen have long been cautious, so now there are many disciples patrolling Qingyunmen, batch after batch.

Ye Zhiqiu's mind moved slightly, and he went to the ground.

Along the way, a woman came over, her clothes were fluttering, her complexion was like snow, and she was unstoppable, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal dust, but she exuded an aura that was not close to anyone.

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it, it stands to reason that the women who cultivate immortals should look almost like this, but temperament is another matter, this woman's temperament is quite cold, if nothing else, for the male disciples of Qingyunmen, this must be a cold goddess, an existence that is unattainable on weekdays.

But Ye Zhiqiu didn't care, he looked at this cold little girl, thought about it, and decided to lie on the ground.

The girl stopped.

"Which disciple is so lazy that he even lost his immortal sword?"

Seeing a sword lying on the ground, Lu Xueqi's gaze became colder.

Cultivators, the magic weapon of the fairy sword is their own life, and someone actually threw their fairy sword here, could it be that today's chaos has made the disciples in the door so unbearable that they have forgotten their fairy sword?

Lu Xueqi looked down on the disciple who had lost the fairy sword, but she still picked it up.

At the very least, it should be handed over to her master to deal with.

Ye Zhiqiu found that he was caught by this girl in the palm of his hand.

The girl's palm is very soft and smooth, and there is a lot of aroma, I don't know what kind of spice it is, it smells very good, unlike Ye Zhiqiu, who is now like a stone and not a stone, but the material is very hard.

He hadn't experienced anything like this for a long time, and it was an alternative experience to become a sword and be held in someone's hand.

Going forward, some of the disciples who passed by greeted the girl, but the girl still returned the salute coldly, and some disciples simply didn't bother to say hello, because they had already tried what it was like to be cold in return.

The girl is used to it.

In this world, she doesn't care much, except for her master and the senior sisters and sisters who grew up with her, she doesn't care about the eyes of others.

She's used to it.

Seeing Master Shuiyue, Lu Xueqi bowed and told what she had encountered.

Then Ye Zhiqiu found that Master Shuiyue was looking at him with a very calm look, and he didn't have the slightest shock.

"Since you have picked up a sword, then you can keep it first, if any disciple really loses this sword, he will definitely look for you. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

"Doesn't seem like they recognize me......"