The best spirit sword is very valuable. Not many people have it in such a big Taiqing palace.


    Even if there are, they are reluctant to give it away.


    But now Wang Teng wants to send Fang Qingxue a top-grade spirit sword. While everyone is shocked, they can see how fierce Wang Teng''s pursuit of Fang Qingxue is.


    Unfortunately, the king of Xiang has a dream and the goddess has no intention.


    "People don''t want your best spirit sword." Fang Qingxue looked up at Wang Teng and didn''t give him a good look.


    This immediately made Wang Teng''s face a little uneasy, because he had been chasing Fang Qingxue for more than half a month. Unexpectedly, the little girl looked naive and simple, but she didn''t enter the oil and salt, and despised him from beginning to end.


    As one of the seven true disciples of Taiqing palace, Wang Teng, a famous young Tianjiao in Zhongzhou, thinks highly of himself. Except for the moon cicada fairy, there is no woman he can''t handle, but Fang Qingxue is not false to him.


    Especially when he saw the disgust on the little girl''s face, he was filled with anger.


    "Younger martial sister, ignore him. When the martial arts meeting is over, elder martial sister will give you a best spirit sword." said the moon cicada fairy.


    "Hee hee, thank you, elder martial sister." Fang Qingxue said sweetly.


    ……


    Just as the finals of the martial arts association outside Taiqing palace were in full swing, a silver boat cut through the void and entered a vast mountain range.


    The silver boat is the flying boat.


    I was on my way all night yesterday and came to the Qilian mountains this morning.


    "Joo!"


    Not long after going deep into the Qilian Mountains, a long howl through the gold cracked stone came. A giant eagle with a size of seven or eight meters quickly rushed over from the distance, with an evil spirit.


    "Ah, big bird, you''re tired of living."


    The baby yelled, stared round his eyes, controlled the flying boat, and greeted it with a whoosh. The speed was incredible.


    "Joo!"


    The giant eagle is a level-4 monster. It is the absolute overlord of this area. It is powerful. But when it sees the flying boat zooming in front of it, it immediately becomes frightened and wants to hide.


    However, it was too late.


    With a roar, the giant eagle burst into pieces, which was smashed by the flying boat and turned into a blood fog, which scared countless monsters in the forest of Fangshan to tremble and crawl on the ground.


    "Well done, girl!" the purgatory boy in the flying boat was full of praise.


    Yang Xuan was speechless, and the baby followed his master. He was used to the scene of murder, and his character gradually became violent.


    In recent days, she has been flying all the way. There are not ten or seven or eight monsters killed and injured by her flying boat.


    "Fun, too fun!" the baby danced and was not happy.


    "Baby, you are still young. Can you, um, be gentle..."


    "Didn''t my brother say that he should be cruel to the enemy so that he can never turn over. The baby learned from you."


    The baby looked serious and choked Yang Xuan speechless.


    What else can he say? He can only let the baby not play too high. After all, there are ferocious ancient relics in the Qilian Mountains.


    Yang Fu saw all this in his eyes and was unable to laugh or cry, but it was normal. The baby followed Yang Xuan and was influenced by him all day. When he heard and saw more, his character would naturally be affected.


    Time passed slowly, and the baby killed several blind monsters. It was fun to play. Fortunately, there were no powerful ancient relics on the road.


    This is not surprising. After all, there are many sects in the Qilian Mountains. From time to time, elders of all sects will unite to kill ancient species, otherwise there will be danger when disciples of all sects go out.


    Yangxuan see baby happy, also let her.


    Half an hour later, the flying boat was getting closer and closer to the Taiqing palace. It was estimated that it would be two or three thousand miles away.


    "Boy, someone is coming."


    At this time, the purgatory boy suddenly said.


    The voice was still there, and a powerful force fell like a curtain of heaven. The speed of the flying boat dropped sharply and finally stopped, as if it were stuck in a quagmire and could not move.


    "It should be the venerable of Taiqing palace, but I don''t know who it is?"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes twinkled and took off the Tianzhou, and people appeared in the air.


    Under the mountain wind, he stood still, his posture was straight, and his black hair was flying everywhere. Although he had only the cultivation of no more than eight heaven and earth, he had an invincible demeanor.


    Just as he appeared, an old man appeared in the void more than ten meters ahead.


    The old man is tall and thin, dressed in blue. Although he doesn''t have much momentum, just standing there gives people an invincible feeling.


    "Boy Yang Xuan, I''ve seen cloud Zun!"


    When Yang Xuan saw the old man in blue, he immediately hugged his fist and saluted. A few days ago, he met the cloud Reverend of Taiqing palace outside taixuan God''s house. Naturally, he recognized it at a glance.


    "Yang Xuan, what''s the matter with you coming to my Taiqing palace?" the cloud Reverend''s voice was calm, but with great dignity.


    He didn''t practice in isolation recently. As soon as feitianzhou appeared in his field, he felt it. I''m here to check it.


    "To tell you the truth, I''m only going to Taiqing palace to take someone away," said Yang Xuan.


    "Who?"


    "Fang Qingxue, an external disciple of your sect, came from Xingchen island with me. She used to be a junior sister of the same sect, and had already made a secret promise to me. If I didn''t marry, it was only because my cultivation was too low half a year ago, otherwise she couldn''t be brought to your sect by Fang Tian, the founder of the Fang family."


    "Fang Qingxue has excellent roots and bones. Her talent is rare in ancient and modern times. She is a talented disciple trained by Taiqing palace. She has consumed countless resources on her in the past six months. You..."


    Before he finished, Yang Xuan said, "cloud Reverend, just say it. How can I take Fang Qingxue away?"


    "This..."


    The cloud Reverend raised his eyebrows and looked changeable. Fang Qingxue was a talented disciple of their Taiqing palace. Yes, but he didn''t consume much resources. In fact, most of Qingxue''s accomplishments today are attributed to Fang Tian, the founder of the Fang family.


    "Cloud Reverend, how about giving you a drop of life spring?" Yang Xuan suddenly said.


    "You have the fountain of life!?" the cloud Reverend was moved and had an uncontrollable surprise on his face.


    "Yes."


    "Well, you give me five drops of spring of life, and I ask you to take Fang Qingxue away."


    "Yun Zun, you are the Supreme Master of one party. Don''t have such a big appetite. Don''t say I don''t have five drops of spring of life. Even if I do, do you think I will be foolish enough to take it out?"


    "How many do you have?"


    "There''s only one drop. If cloud Zun doesn''t want it, I''ll have to bite the bullet and ask the king to fight. When the king comes to your sect, cloud Zun won''t get the spring of life. I have to let me take a talented disciple for nothing. The gain is not worth the loss."


    "You, alas, it''s all right. I''m at a loss. Give me a drop of the spring of life."


    "Hehe, thank you, yunzun. I know that yunzun is reasonable and considerate."


    "Well, well, your boy is an individual. Don''t wear a high hat for me. Bring the spring of life."


    "OK."


    Yang Xuan nodded with a smile and threw a jade bottle to Yun Zun. A drop of milky liquid in the bottle is the legendary spring of life.


    "Sure enough, it is the fountain of life."


    Yun Zun happily put away the jade bottle and said, "today is the martial arts meeting outside Taiqing palace. Just keep a low profile and quietly take Fang Qingxue away."


    "I see."


    "Put this on, so that you can enter the mountain protection array smoothly."


    "Thank you, master Yun."


    Yang Xuan bowed and took the clothes thrown by cloud Zun and put them on him quickly.


    This is the dress of the disciples in the Taiqing palace. With this dress, it is much more convenient for him to enter the Taiqing palace.


    ……


    "Junior sister Xueer, come on!"


    "Li Kang, admit defeat automatically. You are not the opponent of younger martial sister Xueer."


    "That is, bullying a 15-year-old junior sister is not a man. Hurry to step down."


    There was a lot of noise in Taiqing palace and the martial arts arena outside. After two rounds of competition, it was Fang Qingxue''s turn to appear on the stage, and his opponent was a tall, thin, not surprisingly young man.


    The young man is about 18 years old and has the peak cultivation of Vientiane realm. Needless to say, it is Li Kang in the mouth of many people.


    At his present age, he can reach the peak of Vientiane realm. His talent is absolutely good, but in front of Fang Qingxue, who is 15, his talent is not enough.


    "Elder martial brother Li, don''t listen to them. Let''s start the competition."


    Under the attention of thousands of people, Fang Qingxue''s beautiful hair danced and his eyebrows were firm.


    Although young, it gives people a sense of heroism.


    If Yang Xuan is present, he will be surprised, because Fang Qingxue is completely different from that half a year ago. In particular, Fang Qingxue standing on the stage can no longer see half a weakness.


    "OK!"


    Li Kang didn''t say much either. He pulled out his sword with a clang.


    As a talented disciple of an outside school, he managed to break into the finals of the martial arts association. Naturally, he was unwilling to admit defeat. Moreover, he had many unique skills, held a medium-grade spirit sword, awakened a strong martial soul, and didn''t think he could defeat Fang Qingxue.


    "Brother Yang, Xueer is going to win the championship of the martial arts association this time. Let you know that Xueer is no longer the timid little girl she used to be."


    Fang qingxuebei bit her teeth and waved her right hand. A faint blue water gushed out like a spirit snake, flashing brilliance.


    This is her martial spirit, a kind of strange water martial spirit. One drop can freeze a pool within a hundred feet, which is very cold.


    "Congealing!"


    When Fang qingxuejiao drank, they saw that the faint blue water was shrinking rapidly, and in an instant it condensed into a three foot long sword, full of brilliance and sharp.


    "Wu soul coagulating sword!"


    The moon cicada fairy, Wang Teng and ye Nantian, as well as many internal and external disciples present, were also surprised. It seemed that Fang Qingxue could control the martial spirit to this level at a young age.


    "Younger martial sister, how awesome!"


    Li Kang marveled that he awakened the mutated flame soul, but he could not condense the flame into a weapon. When he saw Fang Qingxue''s small exposure, he also showed some dignity in his eyebrows and dared not underestimate Fang Qingxue any more.


    "Elder martial brother Li, please!" Fang Qingxue lifted her right arm and laid the long sword across her chest. Her movements were clean and heroic.