The charming and clever sword spirit is attacked by the light of X's cold-faced jealous king Wang Zhengdao
Unintentional teasing is the most deadly.
Rong Cuihe wore it for seven hundred years. During this period, he was confused and didn't know what he was wearing. It wasn't until he suddenly woke up one day that he realized that all the righteous monks were pointing magic weapons at him.
Monk A: Monster! You and the devil have both practiced evil ways, defiled the righteous Dharma, and caused chaos in the three realms. Why don't you come and die?
Monk B: Monster! You have aided the devil and harmed countless righteous people, causing the common people to weep and shed their blood. Today, you must pay with your blood.
Monk C: Monster! Why don't you hand over all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that you and the Demon King have occupied! Only then can I keep your whole body!
Rong Cuihe: Well, listening to this, I'm afraid that if I'm not the second-in-command of an organization, I should be a 'witch concubine'…
As a result, Monk Ding shouted: Magic Sword! Why don't you, this remnant of a defeated soldier, throw your body into a furnace and burn it for refining, and return it to the Sword Tomb, where you will never be able to gather your soul again?
Rong Leihe: "Huh?!"
Rong Cuihe: "Who are you calling a bastard?!"
I learned that I was actually dressed as the sword spirit of the demon king who had just burped my ass.
Rong Leihe said: Thank you for the invitation. I was in the Valley of the Fallen Demon and was just broken into three pieces. Although the sword will not kill me, the sword spirit will hurt. I don't want to be hacked every day. After all, I only have a pretty face. As for the fact that the Demon Lord has a fetish, I don't dare to say or ask... So I slipped away, you cultivate your immortality, and I went to plant my fields.
As a result, a powerful beam of righteous light split the sky, blinding Rong Lihe. When he saw clearly, he found that the hilt of the sword (life root) had been grasped into the hands of a certain idiot, and the idiot still had a look of salivation on his face:
"Baby, I've caught you."
Jing Bushu, the Extraordinary World Honored One of the Xumi Sect, is the head of the Thirty-three Heavenly Righteous Path. He wholeheartedly pursues the path and wishes to ascend. He spends his days grabbing spiritual treasures, capturing rare beasts, and grabbing secret books. He opens his eyes and closes his eyes to become the first person to ascend to the gods. People give him the nickname 996 in the world of cultivation. He is a little expert in cultivating inner scrolls.
But one day, he finally got the demon king's sword, thinking that he could practice treasures and powerful skills, but he found that the sword was not easy to use when the sword spirit appeared. He also caused trouble with his peerless face, attracting countless righteous and evil cultivators to covet and rob him.
Jing Bushu became angry, looking at the sword in front of him that he could eat, sleep, but couldn't fight. He regretted that he had no choice but to feed him good food and drink, coax him to practice enchantment, and farm and raise pigs to accompany him.
The sect tried to persuade him to re-cultivate, but was knocked back to the body refining stage by his Great Sumeru Infinite Palm.
After all, it was the sword spirit that I had snatched. I could live with it and live without it, not to mention he was so good-looking.
Copywriting: October 3, 2021
ps: The one who farms is actually the Blessed One himself.
Purpose: Care for the well-being of monks and pursue a sustainable path to immortality
