Mo Rongzhan took a few steps forward. The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the grass was green. It looked like a very bright and beautiful place. A thought flashed across his mind. If Yaoyao saw this place, she would definitely like it. She loved bright and beautiful places.
This thought only flashed through his mind. This was Sword Mountain, but the place he was at now was different from what he saw with his naked eyes. So, this must be the world of the Sword Soul.
"Hey, someone's coming."
Mo Rongzhan walked for a long time and did not see anyone else. Just as he was feeling puzzled, he heard a crisp and tender voice coming from not far away.
Who's talking? He looked around carefully, only to find that there was a lump of white at his feet, climbing up along his feet.
"Are you talking to me?" Mo Rongzhan held the thing in his hand. This thing was covered in furry hair. It had a pair of silver-gray eyes that were so small that they were almost invisible. Its mouth looked like a rabbit's, and even its ears looked like a rabbit's. It looked like a mutated rabbit. "You're a rabbit?"
The little thing glared angrily and struggled a few times in Mo Rongzhan's hands. "I'm not a rabbit, I'm a sword spirit. In the future, I will become a very powerful sword spirit!"
It turned out that this was a Sword Spirit that had yet to meet its master. A Sword Spirit could only become a Sword Spirit after meeting its master.
"This is … Sword Mountain?" Mo Rongzhan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"That's right. Are you here to choose a sword soul? Look at me, I look strong and cute. Why don't you take me with you? "The sword elf Mao Chui recommended himself. He glanced at Mo Rongzhan." Where's your sword? "
Mo Rongzhan released him. "I don't need you."
The sword sprite had two wings on its back, and it circled around Mo Rongzhan. "Where's your sword?"
"Are there any other Sword Souls here besides you?" Mo Rongzhan asked.
"No, this is the entrance. I've been waiting here for a very, very long time, but I still haven't seen my master. Now that I've met you, I see that your bones are amazing, and I think you're suitable to be my master. How about it? Do you want me to enter your sword and become your sword soul?"
Mo Rongzhan asked, "Where are the sword souls?"
"Do you think it's that easy to meet a Sword Spirit? It's your fate that you met me!" The sword spirit shouted.
"I don't need this kind of fate." Mo Rongzhan said indifferently, intending to continue searching for his sword spirit.
The sword elf rested on his shoulder. "Let me see your sword. Do you think that any sword suits me? I've also met quite a few powerful people, but I'm not interested in their swords. "
Mo Rongzhan swept it away, but it came back to him after a while.
"Hurry up and show me the sword. If I don't think it's suitable, I can recommend other companions to you," the sword spirit shouted.
"Do you know where the sword spirit is?" Mo Rongzhan asked.
"Of course I know. I can lead the way," the sword elf said in a childish voice. "Let me see your sword first."
Mo Rongzhan thought for a moment, and his black sword appeared in his palm. This black sword had been with him for a long time. Ever since he could remember, it had always been by his side. It was given to him by Di Zun.
When Di Zun gave him the black sword, he told him that every sword had its own sword spirit and would choose its own master. This black sword had chosen him, so he was the master of the black sword.
"Good sword!" The sword spirit cheered. "Don't you have a sword soul?"
"I'm here to find the Sword Spirit." Mo Rongzhan lightly said.
The sword spirit shouted, "There's no need to look. I think I'm very suitable."
After saying that, without waiting for Mo Rongzhan to refuse, the sword spirit had already moved to the sword and instantly disappeared into the black sword.
Mo Rongzhan frowned. He felt the black sword vibrate in his palm.
Could it be that this noisy sword spirit was going to become his sword spirit?
"Ah ah ah …" Mo Rongzhan hadn't thought of a way to chase the sword spirit out when it screamed and jumped out. "I've finally found a good sword. I'll stay here from now on."
"…" Mo Rongzhan frowned as he looked at it. "I don't need you to stay."
Just as he finished speaking, waves of sword cries came from all around him. The black sword in his hand shook violently, as though it was about to fly out of his hand.
The sword spirit flew to Mo Rongzhan's head. "Wow, your sword is indeed a good sword. Look at those sword spirits that have been sleeping for so many years. They've all woken up."
"Come down." Mo Rongzhan said coldly as he walked towards the sound of the sword spirit.
"I'm already your sword spirit. You can't abandon me." The sword spirit shouted.
Mo Rongzhan ignored the sword spirit and walked forward. He could feel the excitement of the black sword in his hand. It was as though it couldn't wait to walk in that direction.
"Don't go there. You'll be killed." The sword spirit nervously shouted as it forcefully pulled Mo Rongzhan's hair.
"Scram!" Mo Rongzhan pulled it down and threw it away without any hesitation.
The sword spirit cried out as it hugged Mo Rongzhan's clothes. "I'm your sword spirit. You can't abandon me."
Mo Rongzhan ignored it as he walked through the grassland. In front of him was a mountain peak. In front of the mountain peak was a pond. Beside the pond stood a white robed man. The man was as straight as a pine tree. He had clear eyes and his entire body emitted a sharp aura.
"Sword … Sword spirit." The sword spirit cried out as it hid behind Mo Rongzhan.
"Sir, please unsheathe your sword." The white robed sword spirit looked at Mo Rongzhan with a sharp gaze. "If you want to pass me, you have to defeat me."
Mo Rongzhan calmly said. "I want to find the Sword Saint."
"The Sword Mountain is filled with sword spirits. If you want to find the Sword Saint, you can only go to the highest place. However, if you want to go to the Sword Saint, you have to first find the Sword Mountain." The white robed sword spirit expressionlessly said.
In other words, this was not the place he was looking for. If he wanted to find the Sword Saint, he would have to go through many trials.
"You want to find the Sword Saint? In the future, I can also cultivate to become a Sword Saint. Let's quickly leave. You can't beat him. You'll be beaten to death." The sword spirit shouted as it hugged Mo Rongzhan's calf, not letting him go.
The weight of the sword spirit was nothing to Mo Rongzhan. He pointed the black sword in his hand at the white robed sword spirit. "Please."
"Good sword!" The white robed sword spirit looked at the sword in Mo Rongzhan's hand. "You are indeed worthy of the Sword Saint. However, whether or not you can make the Sword Saint enter your sword will depend on your ability."
Just as the white robed sword spirit finished speaking, his entire body turned into sword qi as he charged towards Mo Rongzhan.
Mo Rongzhan's sword was a rare treasured sword. No matter how strong it was, without a sword spirit, it would still lack spiritual energy. However, this black sword had grown up with him and the black sword had long become a part of his body. The white robed sword spirit's sword qi would not affect the rapport between him and the black sword.
"Be careful, be careful." The sword spirit nervously shouted, "I'll help you. Although I'm just a sword spirit, but with me in the sword, you will be able to get twice the results with half the effort."
"No need!" Mo Rongzhan coldly said.
The sword spirit did not listen to Mo Rongzhan's words. It jumped up and turned into a white light as it charged into Mo Rongzhan's sword.
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