Looking at the returning sword shadows, Mu Qingxiao didn't dare to underestimate them. He flicked his finger, and countless sword shadows collided in the air. Sparks and sword cries resounded in the air.
While dispersing the impact, Mu Qingxiao was shocked. He said in disbelief, "Star Shift!"
No wonder he was shocked. He was very familiar with Star Shift. He had studied this move for a while. It was Gusu's Murong Family's ultimate technique.
The returning sword shadows were stronger and sharper than Kongming Sword. Moreover, the angle was tricky, and there was a trace of Star Shift in the technique.
Murong Ziying, Murong. So that's how it is.
It was rumored that Murong Ziying was a descendant of the Yan Kingdom. His father's name was Murong Cheng, and his mother's name was unknown.
Because Ziying was weak and sickly when he was young, his family invited a Daoist to read his name and send him to the Qionghua Sect to cultivate. They hoped that he would live a long life.
Since then, Ziying had never seen his parents again. In fact, his parents had passed away a long time ago and entered the cycle of reincarnation.
If that was the case, then Murong Ziying's Stellar Transposition would make sense.
"Star Shift? That's a good name. I'll call it Star Shift from now on. "
After the impact dissipated, Murong Ziying walked over with his sword on his back. He looked at Mu Qingxiao with admiration.
Hearing that, Mu Qingxiao was slightly surprised. It seemed that Murong Ziying didn't know about his background. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known about Star Shift.
It made sense. Perhaps his parents didn't want their child to be involved in this, so they didn't tell him about his background. They only gave him the technique that was passed down in his family.
Coming back to his senses, Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "I didn't expect Brother Murong to have such a deep understanding of the Sword Dao. I'm impressed."
Murong Ziying glanced at the soul sword floating in the air. It was emitting a terrifying aura. Passion flashed in his eyes.
"Same to you. Plus, I just used a trick. Brother Qingxiao, you don't have to be humble. You've walked further on the Sword Dao than I have."
Mu Qingxiao stopped talking. It was meaningless for them to continue flattering each other.
Now that the result of the sword competition had been decided, there was no need to continue. This was not a life and death battle. The two of them were just probing each other.
"Brother Clearsky, I have a request."
"Speak your mind."
Nodding slightly, Murong Ziying stared at the soul sword with a heated gaze. "Brother Qingxiao, can I have a look at your sword?"
"Brother Murong, please."
Mu Qingxiao wasn't stingy either. Her sword moved according to her heart's desire, and the Soul Sword arrived in front of Murong Ziying.
Murong Ziying was Ziyin Zhenren, and the latter was obsessed with the art of sword-making and sword-nurturing. He hated anyone who disrespected swords and disgraced the name of swords.
Mu Qingxiao was not surprised.
Murong Ziying's eyes were blurred as he looked at the Soul Sword floating in the air. However, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"The body of the sword is natural, as if it wasn't forged. Instead, it has its own form. Although the sword is ferocious, it's restrained and has an emperor sword intent..."
Murong Ziying shook his head and continued, "However, there seems to be no sword spirit here. That's the only flaw of the sword. As for the rest, I really can't find any flaws."
Mu Qingxiao's eyes lit up, and he nodded slightly. Murong Ziying was indeed obsessed with swords. He could see so much information in such a short time.
Of course, Mu Qingxiao wasn't surprised that he could see that there was no sword spirit in the sword.
Sword Dao cultivators, especially strong ones like Murong Ziying, could easily see the flaws of swords at a glance. It was even more so for sword spirits.
"Brother Murong is right. This sword doesn't have a sword spirit."
The Soul Sword was very special. Mu Qingxiao naturally couldn't tell Murong Ziying that he was a sword spirit himself.
Back then, the body of the Soul Sword was made from one of his three souls and seven spirits. The body of the sword was naturally perfect and flawless. It was the only one in the world.
It was precisely because of this that as his Soul Sword improved, his strength would also increase accordingly.
Holding the sword hilt, Murong Ziying handed the Soul Sword to Mu Qingxiao and said, "Brother Qingxiao, to us, the sword is our life. You must make a good scabbard for your sword."
"Thank you for the reminder."
Mu Qingxiao smiled faintly. He didn't mind. Just because he couldn't see the scabbard didn't mean there was no scabbard.
He knew what Murong Ziying meant. Swords needed to be nurtured. If a person didn't cherish his life, there would be problems sooner or later. It was the same for swords.
However, there was no need for a scabbard. The scabbard of the Soul Sword was made of Yin Yang Jade. After absorbing all kinds of godstones, the quality of the Soul Sword would constantly improve.
There was no better scabbard than Yin Yang Jade.
Murong Ziying admired Mu Qingxiao a lot. Although they didn't have a clear winner, it didn't matter anymore.
"Brother Murong, where do you plan to go next?"
After pondering for a while, Murong Ziying looked at the vast blue sky and said, "The world is boundless. I want to walk around. Maybe I can find my own path. What about you, Brother Qingxiao?"
"I plan to go to the Ancient Vine Forest. After this, I will go to the Thunder Continent."
"The Ancient Vine Forest!"
Murong Ziying's eyes narrowed. "The Ancient Vine Forest is the most dangerous place within a hundred miles. Many monsters live there. Why do you want to go there?"
Mu Qingxiao smiled bitterly and said, "There are some things that I can't control. Brother Murong, do you know the route to the Ancient Vine Forest?"
Taking a deep look at Mu Qingxiao, Murong Ziying took out a map from his sleeve.
"I drew this map when I traveled around the world. There are many dangerous places marked on it. The red dots are monsters, and the black dots are forbidden areas for humans. Brother Qingxiao, we're fated to meet, so I'll give this map to you as a gift."
Mu Qingxiao took the map and glanced at it. Joy flashed through his eyes. This way, he wouldn't have to run around like a fly.
On this map, whether it was the Ancient Vine Forest or other areas, even the Ghost Realm, they were all marked.
There were signs of danger and places not to be entered. It couldn't be more detailed.
"Thank you, Brother Murong …"
"You're welcome."
Before Mu Qingxiao could finish, he was interrupted by Murong Ziying. Murong Ziying said seriously, "Brother Qingxiao, I can't stop you if you want to go to the Ancient Vine Forest. But the Demon Clan is full of tricks. Be careful."
Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly. He did not expect that a friendship would be born between the two of them after just a few hours of interaction.
"In that case, I won't stay any longer. We'll meet again if we're fated."
After saying that, Murong Ziying put his sword on his back, glanced at Mu Qingxiao, and then turned to leave.
Looking at Murong Ziying's back, Mu Qingxiao smiled.
"Your path is already under your feet. The path can't be seen or touched. It's mysterious. Paths are created by people. We'll meet again if we're fated, Sword Immortal!"
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