The information Su Qianqian brought was valuable.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly knew that his enemies were not only at the level of Feng Kong and Shao Yi, but the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard...
This is still inside the Spiritual Palace. If he leaves the Spiritual Palace, he may have to face the Zhang and Wen families of Tiansang County.
Xu Xiaoshou had a splitting headache. He had never thought that just one arena match could cause such a big disaster for him.
"It's all that damn Wen Chong's fault..." He covered his head, absentmindedly.
Su Qianqian looked at him with worry. Xu Xiaoshou thought for a while and could only let it go temporarily.
Just take it as it comes, these problems will have to be faced sooner or later. Maybe as you grow up, there will be greater suffering waiting.
"fine."
After signaling Su Qianqian to relax, he looked at the giant sword on the little girl's back. The masked man last night and what Mr. Sang said flashed through his mind...
"Can you show me this sword?"
"sure."
Su Qianqian did not hesitate, pulled out the sword, handed it over and said, "But it recognizes someone, so it might not like you."
"Oh?" As soon as Xu Xiaoshou put his hand on it, the sword suddenly trembled violently, and he retracted it like an electric shock, "Is it so evil?"
Su Qian smiled slightly and said: "This is spirituality. The more powerful the sword, the more spiritual it becomes."
Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful, he took out his "Hidden Suffering" and said happily: "So, my sword also has spirituality."
Su Qianqian suddenly became interested. He knew that Brother Xiaoshou's black sword was only at the ninth level.
How could a ninth-grade sword be spiritual?
"Look!"
Xu Xiaoshou turned the sword over and pointed the sword tip at himself. There was no unnecessary movement, and the black sword suddenly trembled.
"Buzz!"
He turned the sword back again, and his trembling suddenly became smaller.
"Buzz..."
Su Qianqian was stunned. What kind of spirituality is this? Why is it so weird?
"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."
"Don't believe it?" Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "This is because your knowledge is shallow!"
He flipped the black sword back and forth.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz..."
"Buzz!"
"Buzz..."
Su Qianqian went numb, this...
"Under suspicion, passive value, +16."
"Under suspicion, passive value, +37."
"..."
Xu Xiao was shocked this time. How come there were so many passive points?
After looking around, it turned out that after landing, all the practitioners nearby were attracted to the two of them.
Moreover, some people have already recognized Su Qianqian, the champion of the outer courtyard, and Su Qianqian of the inner courtyard visited the Goose Lake. This is big news.
Passed from one to ten, then to one hundred, more and more people gathered around.
Su Qianqian didn't care much. She had long been accustomed to the feeling of being watched. After all, geniuses attract attention wherever they go.
This is especially true for Xu Xiaoshou. The more people there are, the easier it is to earn passive points!
He ignored these people and forcefully took the trembling giant sword over.
Before he could take a closer look, the giant sword suddenly flew into the sky and returned to the scabbard on Su Qianqian's back.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment. He looked at his "hiding pain" and suddenly felt like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.
Look at people, this is called spirituality. At most, you just want to devour the Lord's urine!
Su Qian smiled slightly, pulled out the giant sword again, and handed it to Xu Xiaoshou's hand.
"No nonsense!"
Just as the sword was about to vibrate, it suddenly became quiet after hearing this.
Xu Xiaoshou was amazed and looked at the sword carefully.
The giant sword is completely snow-white, and the sword body is extremely thick and heavy. It is completely different from the conventional giant sword. Instead, it looks like a thick monument.
Xu Xiaoshou was born with a physical body and could actually feel some weight.
"What a sword!"
He sighed in admiration, this sword was countless times better than his own "Zangku".
No, there should be no comparison between the two.
Upon closer inspection, you can feel a bit of desolation and sadness from the quiet snow-white giant sword.
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but be immersed in it. He seemed to see a huge tombstone that had stood from eternity to the present in the endless desolate desert, under the white snow that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Loneliness, isolation, vicissitudes of life...
His eyes blurred, and the picture disappeared immediately, but the sword was still in his sight.
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and raised his head.
"Under suspicion, passive value, +64."
"Being in awe, passive value, +89."
Um?
what's the situation?
When I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I saw a layer of frost on the surface of E Lake!
I go!
It's summer and the sun is still high in the sky!
His senses recovered one after another, and he heard Su Qianqian's urgent voice: "Brother Xiaoshou?"
But there are more noisy voices:
"Here I go, why did I freeze it just now? I feel like my soul has been frozen!"
"Look, the lake is frozen?!"
"Such a weird thing must have been caused by Xu Xiaoshou! But what happened?"
"Can someone please explain it to me? I'm so confused!"
No one replied. These people looked confused, and Xu Xiaoshou also looked confused.
Only Su Qianqian's face was full of surprise: "Can you see it?"
She suddenly thought of something, "Yes, brother Xiaoshou also has innate sword intent!"
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't hide the shock in his heart. Is this a famous sword?
Just one glance can draw people into its world.
"The name of the tomb is Chengxue... the tombstone?"
"Yeah." Su Qianqian did not deny it.
"Can you tell me its story?" Xu Xiaoshou felt that this sword must have a story.
Su Qianqian laughed happily. She didn't expect that besides grandpa, there would be people who liked to listen to her stories.
She took the sword and stroked it gently. The sword trembled slightly and moaned, as if she was enjoying it very much.
"In ancient times, there was a sword master named Cheng Xue."
"He has a close friend who is also a sword master. He follows the path of killing and summons the sword master to kill him."
"He became a demon in one day and accidentally killed Chengxue. After the swordsman who killed him came to his senses, he felt extremely regretful and set up Chengxue's sword as a tombstone to suppress him forever."
Xu Xiaoshou waited for a long time, but Su Qianqian had no further words.
"Finished?"
"Huh?" Su Qianqian raised her head in confusion, "This is the story of 'Snow in the Tomb Named City'. Did I miss anything?"
"..."
Xu Xiaoshou is not feeling well. What you said makes sense. The story is indeed over, but I still feel...
It shouldn’t be so monotonous!
What about the details?
Shouldn't the death of the Sword Master be very tragic?
You are drinking cold water. This story should not be too straightforward and simple!
"That's very well said!"
“Very neat!”
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but admire it, and then said: "Is there a sword more precious than this in Tiansang Ling Palace?"
When Su Qianqian heard the compliment, she smiled so hard that she didn't care and shook her head, "No."
"If you think about it seriously, there is another sword that is more powerful than this!" Xu Xiaoshou said seriously.
Su Qianqian's smile faltered, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "No."
"Really?"
"Um!"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart sank. He didn't think so, but he couldn't live without it!
If not, then the sword the masked man is looking for is Su Qianqian's "Tomb Name City Snow", isn't it?
That guy couldn't even take down many of the big bosses in Tiansang Ling Palace. If he now cares about Su Qianqian, what will happen to her?
"It's over!" Xu Xiaoshou was anxious.
Su Qianqian rolled her eyes and already understood something, "Brother Xiaoshou is worried about the masked man last night?"