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"Uncle Junior, can we choose?" Yun Moli looked at Feng Luowan excitedly, looking at the swords with bright eyes.

"Whatever, anyway, I don't have spiritual power, and I can't use these." Feng Luowan nodded, and Yun Moli immediately wanted to step forward, but those murderous intentions really made them a little timid.

Feng Luowan didn't know what was going on. When she went there, she didn't have such murderous intent, but now the murderous intent is a bit serious!
"Miss, this sword tomb belongs to you now. Naturally, you must obtain your permission before entering. Otherwise, just the killing intent emitted by these spiritual swords can easily kill people."

Wen Ding looked at Feng Luowan and explained, but Feng Luowan didn't know how to solve this!
"Send your consciousness into the cauldron, and the cauldron will tell you what to do." Gong Nanyi looked at Feng Luowan's confused face and reminded him.

"Oh." Feng Luowan responded. According to Gong Nanyi's words, sure enough, the swords became quiet.

Everyone asked Lei Yanran to go forward first, because Feng Luowan's purpose in taking these out was to let Lei Yanran choose the spiritual sword that suited her.

Lei Yanran stepped forward, closed her eyes and felt it carefully. After a long time, she still didn't feel which sword was suitable for her.

Suddenly he looked at Feng Luowan with some despair, his eyes full of apologies.

"Don't worry, it's not easy to choose a spiritual sword that suits you. Release your own spiritual power and give it a try. Remember, you must not release murderous intent. Otherwise, the killing intent of these spiritual swords will Can cut you into pieces."

Wen Ding saw that Lei Yanran was a little anxious, and reminded him from the side. Lei Yanran looked at Feng Luowan, and Feng Luowan nodded.

Lei Yanran released her spiritual power as Wen Ding said.

"Such pure ice-attributed spiritual power. The young apprentice our junior uncle has taken on is truly extraordinary."

Yun Moli looked at Lei Yanran and couldn't help but sigh, and Feng Luowan immediately raised her chin proudly.

Her apprentice is certainly not simple.

"Pure spiritual power, this is a real body of pure yin, of course it's not simple." Mo Jin said proudly.

Several people looked at Mo Jin and shook their heads helplessly, with no intention of attacking him.

Their junior uncle's apprentice has nothing to do with the Xuantian Sword Sect. Feng Luowan said this himself.

"How's it going?" Seeing Lei Yanran open her eyes, Feng Luowan hurriedly spoke.

"Master..." Lei Yanran looked at Feng Luowan, then turned to look in another direction.

Feng Luowan and the others followed Lei Yanran's gaze, and a sword emitting a faint blue light appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Although the sword emitted a faint blue light, they could still feel the chill throughout their bodies.

"Go." Feng Luowan motioned for Lei Yanran to step forward. Lei Yanran swallowed her saliva, stepped forward, and gently pulled out the sword.

In just an instant, the sword disappeared from Lei Yanran's hand.

"Master, this..." Lei Yanran quickly turned to look at Feng Luowan.

"Congratulations, it's a good thing to be recognized by Spirit Sword." Feng Luowan looked at Lei Yanran with a smile, and Lei Yanran nodded with red eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Moli and the others entered the Sword Tomb and tried. As a result, no one succeeded. Even Mo Jin tried. The result was predictable.

Except for Lei Yanran, no one could find a suitable spiritual sword for them in this sword tomb.

"This is none of my business. It's not that I don't give it to you, it's just that you didn't find it yourself."

Feng Luowan looked at them and spoke innocently. They all rolled their eyes at Feng Luowan and didn't want to speak.

Feng Luowan looked at Su Chuchu. Su Chuchu had helped her a lot these days.

"Chu Chu, do you want to give it a try? Maybe you can find a spiritual sword that suits you?" Feng Luowan looked at Su Chuchu and said.

"Forget it, Miss Luo Wan, you know, I never use a sword, my weapon is a whip, and I think my claws are much easier to use than those spirit swords." As he said that, Su Chuchu waved his hand gently, Her fingers suddenly became slender, and her sharp nails shone coldly.

"Okay, as long as you think it's appropriate." Feng Luowan nodded and looked at Gong Nanyi.

"It's good if I have this." Gong Nanyi moved his hand lightly, and a fan with golden bones and blood-red fans appeared in his hand.

"This is not me..." Ye Junyan suddenly became excited when he saw the fan.

Before he could finish his words, Nan Ruobai directly covered his mouth.

Ye Junyan pointed to the fan and signaled to Nan Ruobai with his eyes, "I forged this fan!"

"Okay, okay, you don't need to say anything that everyone knows, lest my junior uncle will be unhappy later and you will be unlucky again."

Nan Ruobai spoke softly in Ye Junyan's ear, and Ye Junyan blinked and nodded.

He got it!

Nan Ruobai let go of his hand, and Ye Junyan sighed and said nothing, but looked at Feng Luowan with resentment.

He spent a lot of effort to forge that fan, but he didn't expect that it would be given away by Feng Luowan.

Feng Luowan smiled and put away the sword tomb and the cauldron before looking at Lei Yanran.

Lei Yanran waved his hand, and the spirit sword appeared in Lei Yanran's hand. Wen Ding stepped forward and flicked his finger on the spirit sword.

He couldn't help but nodded, it was indeed a good sword!

"This spiritual sword matches your attributes very well. However, don't take it out unless absolutely necessary, lest someone fights you for such a sword."

Feng Luowan looked at Lei Yanran and warned her seriously. Lei Yanran naturally understood what this meant.

He looked down at the sword in his hand and tightened his hand.

She will never lose the duel with Sheng Yi, and when the time comes, she will also give Feng Luowan a big surprise!

"There are three days until the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Sects. At that time, many sects, large and small, will come to Xuantian Sword Sect. Young Master Uncle, is there anything else you need to prepare?"

Qingxuan looked at Feng Luowan. This time the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Sects was held in the Xuantian Sword Sect. They had made all preparations. He didn't know what else Feng Luowan needed to prepare.

"There is nothing that needs to be prepared. Yanran, you should not practice for the next few days. Take a good rest here and recuperate your energy."

Feng Luowan turned to look at Lei Yanran, who nodded obediently.

"Brother, do you know how to induce thunder disaster?" Feng Luowan looked at Gong Nanyi and spoke softly.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Feng Luowan, wondering what Feng Luowan was planning to do.

"Thunder Tribulation? What are you going to do?" Gong Nanyi looked at Feng Luowan with a trace of confusion on his face.

"Of course I have a use, just tell me if you have any, right?" Feng Luowan looked at Gong Nanyi eagerly.

"Generally, thunder catastrophes will appear when a strange treasure is born, or when monks and monsters advance. If it suddenly appears, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Gong Nanyi thought for a while and spoke to Feng Luowan. Feng Luowan squatted on the ground and held his head with a headache. Now he was in trouble.

Without a thunder tribulation, I'm afraid that the idea of ​​letting Feng Qingge's fire dragon experience a thunder tribulation would be in vain. What should I do?