Gu Qingshan withdrew his sword, clasped his fists and said, "Take it back."

Fairy Baihua stood up from the platform and suddenly said calmly: "You didn't do your best."

Gu Qingshan said: "No need to do it."

The fairy of Flowers gently floated across from Gu Qingshan and said, "Oh? This is interesting."

She looked at Gu Qingshan with a bright look and said, "Give you a chance to prove what she said."

"How to prove it?" Gu Qingshan said.

"I have my own evaluation of me," said Fairy Baihua.

This is one of the Three Saints, even in the heyday of Gu Qingshan, he could not beat the other party.

Gu Qingshan was not pretentious at all. He flipped his iron sword and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the fairy of Flowers.

"Shut off the water flow!"

Gu Qingshan shouted loudly and stabbed his sword forward.

On the iron sword, the sword light condensed into balls.

In the unmeasurable blink of an eye, the sword light rushed out like a flood.

The world is quiet.

Dong!

The dazzling sword light flashed from the sword edge of the iron sword and suddenly faded away.

The entire iron sword could not withstand the power of the sword, and it shattered into iron filings, landed on the ground, making a nice jingle sound.

Gu Qingshan was stunned.

Fairy Baihua moved and had already returned to the high platform.

"This sword is good, judging by your age, it's really rare." She commented.

Although this sword was not used, the fairy of Baihua had such a good eye that she could see through Gu Qingshan's swordsmanship at a glance.

She suddenly felt a little bit of love for talent.

"Sword cultivator doesn't have a sword, so he can't be like this. Come and pick up a sword. I'll be the only way to compensate for your sword break." Fairy Baihua said.

Gu Qingshan said honestly: "This sword is not mine, it is the old boatman who ferried me here on the river. If the Immortal Master wants to compensate him, please compensate him."

Fairy Baihua raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and her feelings towards Gu Qingshan were different again.

But he heard Gu Qingshan say, "I would like to ask the Immortal Lord to take action to save people. Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yuechan are in a bad situation."

Fairy Baihua waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, they won't die. Even if they die, I will pull them back from the cycle of reincarnation."

When the other party said this, Gu Qingshan didn't even say anything to persuade him again.

If Fairy Baihua really has such ability, then after Gongsun Zhi dies, will his mission be considered complete or failed?

Gu Qingshan is extremely entangled.

Fairy Baihua glanced at Gu Qingshan for a long time and said, "You don't have to worry, I'll ask you to pick a sword, you can pick one."

The saint's words follow the Dharma and will never change it easily.

"Yes, Xie Xianzun."

Gu Qingshan had no choice but to clasp his fists.

Fairy Baihua swung her long sleeves, and five long swords fell into the hall, and they were neatly arranged and suspended in front of Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan looked over and his mood slowly became turbulent.

As a sword cultivator, he hasn't seen a trustworthy long sword for a long time.

The treasures of the Fairy of Flowers will naturally not be like this.

He walked forward and carefully selected his future partners.

The fairy of Flowers held her cheek with her hands, leaned her barefoot on the throne of Flowers, and her face showed an interest.

This young man actually studied the name of the sword technique. This thankless thing is too erratic and no one seems to have ever done it.

What kind of sword would such a person choose?

She looked at the scene in front of her without saying a word, intending to see the boy's choice.

Gu Qingshan glanced over the five long swords, walked straight to the far left, and pulled out the long sword.

With a clang, the sword energy soared into the sky.

According to the level of precision, weapons can be divided into five levels: profit, treasure, spirit, magic, and Tao.

Just holding this sword in your hand, you can sense the surging murderous intent on the sword.

It is extremely rare to have intentional swords and can be called magic tools.

Such a sword is extremely precious. Once taken out, it can make the sword cultivation of many sects crazy.

Gu Qingshan sighed and put the long sword into the scabbard.

He looked at the other swords.

"Why, why don't you choose this?" asked Fairy Baihua.

The sword that Gu Qingshan got started at first glance was indeed a good sword.

"First, it's too precious. With my realm, I can't protect you if I take it out." Gu Qingshan said.

"Where is the second?" asked Fairy Baihua.

"The second is that this sword is too strong intent to kill, which affects the mood of the sword." Gu Qingshan said.

"But you said that holding a sword only has one mind, which is the intention to kill." Fairy Baihua did not let him go.

"Well, the murderous intention is my heart, not the sword's heart." Gu Qingshan said, "I have not yet had the intention to kill. Should I use it or use it? Maybe one day I will be enslaved by it and become a murderous machine."

Fairy Baihua shut up and stopped asking questions.

In fact, the former owner of this sword was a sword cultivator known as a human demon. He killed countless people all his life. In the end, he hooked up the demon and died of the soul devouring.

The second sword in the left hand was full of red, standing there quietly, as if burning.

Gu Qingshan held the sword and tried to activate the spiritual power. The blade was immediately covered with burning flames.

This is a fire spirit sword. The use of sword cultivator who transforms the fire spirit power will increase its power several times.

The third sword was pitch black and dull, and it was extremely light when swung, and the blade broke through the air silently.

The fourth sword danced and made a sound of seducing souls and scattering souls, which could disrupt people's minds.

The fifth sword is slightly longer and has no scabbard. It feels a little heavy when held in the hand, but it is like an arm instructing it, and it is free to move.

Gu Qingshan tried to activate spiritual power, but the long sword did not change at all, but it made people feel calm in the dark.

Holding this sword, Gu Qingshan felt a little more secure in his heart.

Gu Qingshan took the sword with satisfaction, bowed to the fairy of Baihua and said, "I'll choose this one."

When Gu Qingshan picked up the long sword, Fairy Baihua held her breath.

Finally, he chose this sword. Yan Ming wanted such a sword. Only then did the Fairy Hundred Flowers breath out slowly.

"Why don't you choose the first few swords?" Fairy Baihua asked calmly.

"The second sword is suitable for a cultivator of Fire Spirit Roots. I have not even been able to cultivate my spiritual power, so it is not suitable."

"The third sword takes a strange sword path, which is inconsistent with my sword style."

"The fourth sword is powerful, but I think the sword cultivator pursues swordsmanship, not a way to trick."

Gu Qingshan talked in a dashing manner.

Sword weapons are what he is most interested in. No matter who asks, he can say one, two, three.

After hearing this, Fairy Baihua asked again: "Then why did you choose the fifth sword? This sword was just put on it. Among the five swords, it is the worst--it is better to choose it again."

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "This sword is the best for me, so I don't need to change it."

Fairy Baihua said: "It has no characteristics, and no one has ever used it to fight enemies. How could you like it?"

Gu Qingshan looked at the God of War interface and found that there was no move on the sword, which was very clean.

But Gu Qingshan had a feeling in his darkness that he would never miss this sword.

With his decades of experience using swords, the sword in his hand is like an extension of his body, and like a partner who is in harmony with his heart.

Gu Qingshan hesitated for a while and smiled embarrassedly: "This sword is comfortable in his hand, I don't want to change it."

Fairy Baihua couldn't help but feel dazed when she heard this.

In memory, the sound of countless years buried in the air sounded again.

"Ling'er, I spent so much time asking you for these ten long swords, each one is better than the one in your hands. Why don't you want it?"

The girl smiled and said, "Because I choose it all over and over again, it's still comfortable to hold the one in my hand."
To be continued...