Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

Among the sword mounds.

Everyone present looked at Qin Hao with strange eyes, and for a moment there was an urge to teach this kid a lesson.

Even the wrinkles on the face of the expressionless Tibetan Sword Patriarch twitched slightly, this kid was really irritating.

Can't you take care of the feelings of these thousand-year-olds?

Seventh Elder breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the speechlessness in his heart, and said, "Disciple, next time, can you stop talking like this, because it's easy to be beaten to death."

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Three big question marks appeared on Qin Hao's head, but he quickly realized that his own words were indeed too much for Versailles.

"hey-hey."

He chuckled: "Master, didn't I see how nervous you were just now, and am I going to cheer you up?"

"..."

Seven Elder suddenly didn't want to talk to Qin Hao.

You boy, this is called an active atmosphere, this is called to sprinkle salt on the wounds of all of us, okay?

Don't take your kid to hit people one after another like this.

While the two were talking, Patriarch Tibetan Sword and others had already flown to the top of the mountain.

Everyone looked at Qin Hao with eyes that looked at something beyond the sky.

The Patriarch Tibetan Sword saw that his descendants and grandchildren looked like they had never seen the world, coughed twice:

"Ahem..."

"A large group of elders, don't look at Junior with such eyes, what if you scare him away?"

"The old man has already confirmed that this kid is from the Profound Sky Continent, and definitely not a visitor from outside the region."

The Supreme Sword Sect Sect Leader and his party, upon hearing this, also knew that Own's eyes were too hot, and quickly returned to their previous appearance, pretending that nothing had happened.

The Patriarch of Hidden Sword once again set his eyes on the fake fairy sword in Qin Hao's hand, and saw that the Immortal Qi on the fairy sword had disappeared, just like an ordinary sword, with a little doubt on his face:

"Xiaohao, what's wrong with you now?"

Qin Hao shook his head: "I don't feel anything, but I do have a small doubt in my heart."

"tell me the story."

The Tibetan Sword Patriarch asked patiently.

"Old Ancestor, I have heard that treasures above spirit weapons have spirits, why didn't I feel the sword spirit in the fairy sword?"

Qin Hao asked out the doubts in his heart.

After all, he is also a man who has watched tens of thousands of movies on the Internet.

There is some old grandfather in the sword teaching the protagonist to practice, this kind of plot is very familiar.

Why did the Own Immortal Sword not respond at all.

Could it be that the way I pulled Qin Hao out was wrong?

The ancestor of Tibetan Sword said with a smile: "It's not wrong that the fairy sword has a spirit, but your strength is low now, and the spirit of the fairy sword is too powerful."

"You can't use the power of the sword spirit, it will naturally choose to sleep, and when you have enough strength, you will naturally revive it."

"Won't the sword spirit of Xianjian suck me up?"

Qin Hao instantly made up countless classic plots in his brain.

After what a generation of geniuses got the baby, Cultivation Base has been stagnant and then reduced to waste material.

After many years, I shouted: Don't bully the young and poor.

"Ha ha……"

The Patriarch Cangjian couldn't help laughing, this young man is a bit interesting.

"Don't worry, this is a treasure created by the patriarch, and you are the son of destiny."

"The sword spirit just chose to sleep."

"Of course, this also means that you cannot fully display the power of the fairy sword, and can only use it as an extremely sharp sword."

I see.

Qin Hao muttered something in his heart, and even felt a little disappointed that he couldn't appreciate the life of a good-for-nothing hero.

"Xiaohao, do you want to wake up the sword spirit in the shortest possible time?"

The Tibetan Sword Patriarch asked with a smile.

For some reason, Seventh Elder suddenly had an ominous premonition when he saw the ancestor's smile.

The Sect Leader and others on the side also had a look of disappointment in their eyes.

"I would like to think about it, but I've always been a Buddhist, so it's good to take it slowly. Anyway, the fairy sword is already in hand, and it doesn't matter when the sword spirit wakes up."

Qin Hao said with a Buddha-like expression on his face.

The Patriarch Hidden Sword was stunned, and the Sect Leader and others were also stunned.

These big guys can't answer this!

They all set their eyes on the Seventh Elder, their eyes seemed to be asking the Seventh Elder.

Where did you find such a special disciple.

Seven Elder pretended not to see anything, how could he not know what these old things were thinking.

It's nothing more than seeing Qin Hao's potential and wanting to snatch him away from the old man.

You go ahead and daydream.

It is absolutely impossible for me to give up Qin Hao to you guys.

The Patriarch Tibetan Sword has lived for thousands of years, so naturally he would not speak without any room for maneuver.

"The old man likes Xiao Hao's temperament, and I will come to sit with the old man when I have free time."

After saying that, he casually took out a token and threw it to Qin Hao.

"This is the access token for the Sword Tomb."

Qin Hao took the token with both hands, respectfully said: "Thank you, ancestor."

The Patriarch Tibetan Sword nodded, and said to everyone: "No one is allowed to spread the matter of today, and you don't want my Supreme Sword Sect to be the target of public criticism, do you?"

"As for the sword that Xiao Hao got today, I will publicize it to the outside world. He got one of the seven Great Saint swords. From now on, he will be one of the seven personal heirs."

The Sect Leader immediately took the lead and responded: "We will follow the instructions of our ancestors."

The rest of the Elders didn't have any dissatisfaction with this. Qin Hao pulled out his fairy sword and should have trained him as a future Sect Leader.

Now it is only one of the seven personal biography, which has already reduced his treatment a lot.

"It's all gone."

After finishing speaking, Patriarch Tibetan Sword turned around and disappeared in place.

Qin Hao couldn't see the slightest Spirit Power emanating from the ancestor, how strong was the ancestor?

Seventh Elder saw that the ancestor left, put his arms around the shoulders of his beloved disciple and said: "Xiao Hao, we have finished picking out the sword, let's go, I will take you to see your mansion, and I promise it will be exactly the same as yours in Taiyi Sword Sect."

"Thank you, Master."

Qin Hao had a respectful face.

The Seven Elders were in high spirits on happy occasions, and said with a smile:

"What are you doing so politely with Master? From now on, I will cover you in the Supreme Sword Sect. If any unscrupulous guy offends you, even if his father is a Sect Leader, I will still beat him up."

Supreme Sword Sect Leader: "..."

Is your old seven brain okay?

Bragging beep, just bragging beeping, what does it mean to bring this seat?

Could it be that you are thinking about the position of this seat?

However, the Seventh Elder directly ignored the gaze of the Sect Leader and led Qin Hao towards the foot of the mountain.

When passing by Six Elder and Xiao Tianyu, he deliberately slowed down and gave Six Elder a look that you can understand.

If it was before, the six Elders would definitely start to get Yin & Yang weird.

But now he has countless words in his heart, but he can only hold them back.

Damn old seven!

The people on the sword mound looked at the two disappearing figures, and didn't say anything more, and dispersed separately.

Originally they wanted to snatch someone from Lao Qi, but Zang Zu gave up, so they would be making fun of themselves if they opened their mouths again.

"Good apprentice, you've given the face to the teacher today!"

In the sky, the seven Elders flying with swords almost couldn't hold back singing a song to express their inner joy.

"By the way, apprentice, what's the name of the fake fairy sword you got."

Qin Hao has been looking at the fairy sword in his hand, looking at the two big characters Juexian engraved on the sword.

"It turns out that this sword is called Juexian."

"The name doesn't have the arrogance of Zhu Xian, nor does it have the Killing intent of Killing Xian. On the contrary, it gives people a low-key and free and easy feeling, which suits me very well."

The smile on Seven Elder's face disappeared when he heard the word low-key.

He looked at Qin Hao seriously, and he couldn't feel that the word low-key had anything to do with his apprentice.

But after Juexianjian heard Qin Hao's words, it emitted a light that seemed to agree with Qin Hao's words.

"Master, you see I'm right, even Juexian thinks so."

Seven Elder: "..."