On the way back, Jingpu looked at Yun Qiyao unexpectedly and said:

    "You want that sword? Do you like it?"

    Yunqiyao just said it casually, because yunqiyao knew that Ling An''an''s divine intention was not brought by the red rope, but by the long sword.

    But Yun Qiyao really just said it casually, but now listen to Jingpu''s words, Yun Qiyao''s eyes brighten, elder... Shouldn''t she really be ready to give it to herself??

    However, before yunqiyao thought more, Jingpu shook his head slightly and said:

    "That sword is only one handle. Since it was given to Ling An''an, where is the reason to go back?"

    Listening to Jingpu''s words, Yun Qiyao couldn''t help but toot her ruddy little mouth. Yun Qiyao wasn''t unhappy that Jingpu didn''t give it to herself, but that Jingpu wanted to give Qingying to Ling An''an.

    Yunqiyao knew that she was not good. After all, it was the elder''s thing. She gave it to whoever she wanted. Everything was the elder''s freedom. She had no qualification to let the elder do anything, but she couldn''t help it in her heart.

    Yun Qiyao was not angry with Ling An''an, but inexplicably angry with herself, which was very strange.

    But Jingpu suddenly said:

    "However, there are many different ones here. You can choose one later?"

    Jingpu thinks that his sword is too beautiful?

    In a word, the weapons made by Jingpu are not only hard enough in quality, but also beautiful.

    Jingpu remembers that one of his favorite bureaus on earth once said that selfworth is combat effectiveness.

    Of course, Jingpu''s weapons have little combat effectiveness in this fairy world, but their appearance value is still very beautiful. Even if they can''t be used in actual combat, they are excellent to be placed at home as an ornamental.

    It''s just... Jingpu doesn''t remember that Yun Qiyao saw the Qing shadow?

    Ling an hasn''t pulled out Qingying.

    But if yunqiyao wants it, Jingpu is still willing to give it. Instead of calling for ash in his own space bag, he might as well give it to yunqiyao.

    Even as an ornamental.

    Jingpu''s words stunned yunqiyao, who was angry with herself, but he rushed over the next second and wanted to hold Jingpu''s arm again.

    However, Jingpu reacted quickly this time. With one hand, he directly pressed Yun Qiyao''s forehead and said:

    "Stop ang, don''t lean on me if you have nothing to do. Tell me, do you like sword or knife?"

    Yun Qiyao didn''t care about Jingpu''s actions at all, but looked at Jingpu with great excitement and said:

    "Elder, really? Do you really give it to me?"

    Jingpu looked at Yun Qiyao, who was so excited that he couldn''t believe it. With a strange face, he touched his nose and said:

    "What''s true or false... We have such a good relationship. We eat together every day and you give us danfang. If you like it, I''ll give it to you. What''s the matter..."

    Listening to Jingpu''s words, Yun Qiyao''s charming and pretty face is red, which originally charms all sentient beings. Now there is a flush, which makes people feel very beautiful.

    Now yunqiyao is very satisfied. Even with Jingpu''s words, yunqiyao feels that even if her predecessors don''t give it, she won''t be unhappy.

    After all... In this way, it''s still very important that you are in the heart of your predecessors.

    Of course... If the elder really gives it, Yun Qiyao thinks it''s still necessary. After all, who doesn''t want to be strong.

    Then Yun Qiyao looked at Jingpu and said excitedly:

    "Master, do you have the weapon of whip?"

    Whip?

    At this time, the light in yunqiyao''s hand lit up, and a rolled up whip appeared in an instant and handed it to Jingpu, indicating that it was like this.

    Jingpu didn''t take the soft whip handed over by Yun Qiyao. He just looked at it and shook his head and said:

    "If there is a whip, there is no..."

    Jingpu''s "ingenuity" can make anything. Jingpu can make anything. However, although it can be made, it depends on what Jingpu likes.

    A man''s dream is a sword. Therefore, Jingpu makes some swords. Sometimes he is bored and is making a meteor hammer, a long gun, a fan and so on.

    What''s a big man doing with a whip in Jingpu??

    In that empty space, light a candle and wave it with a small whip?

    The key is that the void space is Jingpu alone.

    Play by yourself?

    Isn''t that sick?

    I said, some people put swords as ornaments at home, but no one put whips at home, right??

    What''s this hobby??

    After hearing that Jingpu said no, Yun Qiyao said with regret:

    "Ah ~ ~ no

    Listening to yunqiyao''s long regretful voice, Jingpu couldn''t help laughing.

    This sound is like the sound made by the students in Jingpu''s class when Jingpu was going to have a physical education class. As a result, the head teacher said that the teacher was ill. This class was changed to a Chinese class.

    Jingpu shook his head with a smile and said:

    "But it doesn''t matter. I can also cast the whip. You can give me the design drawing of the whip you want later and prepare the materials. Just give it to me at that time."

    Listening to Jingpu''s words, Yun Qiyao was suddenly stunned and didn''t go.

    After Jingpu took two steps, he found that there was no one around him. Then he frowned and looked back. Yunqiyao stood in place, pursed her mouth and was looking at Jingpu in place.

    Jingpu looked at Yun Qiyao strangely and said:

    "Why, let''s go?"

    However, just after Jingpu finished, Yun Qiyao''s eyes were red and almost cried. Suddenly, she ran forward quickly for two steps, directly and quickly hugged Jingpu''s arm and looked at Jingpu with a crying cavity:

    "Elder, are you too kind?"

    Jingpu: "loosen it... It really hurts..."

    At the same time, in the Taoist field of Wanzong grand ceremony, people stared at the following scene.

    Ling an an... Lost!!

    Nobody thought of this. Everyone thought Ling an an would win.

    However, suddenly a voice came out of the crowd, saying that Ling An''an was out of bounds.

    Everyone is looking at it. It''s true!

    Just now, when Lin Feng suddenly rushed with a sword, Ling An''an quickly backed down in a panic. He didn''t pay attention to the boundary and went straight out of the boundary. According to the rules, Ling An''an lost.

    People did not expect that this would be the end.

    And Lin Feng, who thought he was going to lose, looked more and more rampant after returning to his senses. Finally, he laughed. The laughter grew bigger and more rampant.

    In the end, Lin Feng''s laughter echoed throughout the venue.

    At this time, the people of shenjianzong looked at Lin Feng with a complex face.

    Now... What should I do?!

    Lin Feng won and will continue to compete next.

    But... Ling''an has been eliminated.

    And... The elder''s sword meaning, Ling An''an should also have little left?

    And even if the sword idea still exists, the problem is... No one in the divine sword sect can deserve the sword idea of the predecessors anymore.

    Now the disciples of the divine sword sect in the Yongwu group, except Ling An''an, who was in the early stage of the golden elixir, are the highest, that is, the later stage of the golden elixir, which is too far away.

    Even if there is a sword intention, it is invincible, but other aspects are far from it.

    Just like an eight year old child, even if he holds a sharp sword, he can''t beat a man with a broom all year round.

    Now the only hope is the elder''s red rope that can protect people

    It''s just... After Lin Feng''s breathtaking promotion, I''m sure Wan dange will never give up. I''m afraid Wan dange will also prepare to give Lin Feng super magic tools when Lin Feng comes out next time.

    At that time, can the red rope of the elder still work?

    At this time, Lin Feng, who was very proud and laughed wildly below, suddenly looked at the three people of liejiang on the central platform and almost roared ferociously:

    "You''re dead, all your people are dying!!!"

    ……

    In a stone house in the closed mountain peak of the divine sword sect, a teenager sat cross legged on the stone bed, closed his eyes, exhaled and breathed.

    The whole body glowed with a strange golden light.

    This young man is not someone else, it is lie Chun.

    (anti theft chapter, please go to qqyuedu to check the full version of this chapter)