After reading the mind of Sword and Spirit, I brought all the grievances in my family and went crazy

Chapter 4 Summons from the Sect Leader
Because of the mental preparation just now, Ruan Qiao's expression did not change much at this moment. He just secretly cursed that his second senior sister was always decisive in killing and her beauty was all over the world. She was a peerless person who had never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers. Can a character be defeated by a traditional swordsman?

Why do you think what this little sword spirit said is not very realistic?
Although she thought so, she still wanted to ask her senior brother again.

But the next moment, she touched the sword in her hand and saw two things similar to progress bars.

One red bar and one blue bar.

As the sword spirit complained, she saw that the blue bars in the blue progress bar were decreasing.

As the blue progress bar decreased, the sound of the sword spirit in his hand weakened, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

Ruan Qiao: "?"

What is this?
After Shen Nanzhu left, Ruan Qiao began to study his sword.

This sword was randomly picked up on the roadside when she first came here. She was very poor at that time and it was very broken.

Later, she discovered that this broken sword could become new by absorbing spiritual energy, and its texture was quite hard. She did not spend the spiritual stones to buy other swords. Instead, she fed him some spiritual energy from time to time while practicing.

In the past three years, she has fed it bit by bit with her spiritual energy until it becomes what it is now.

If it is true, then she fed the sword out of the sword spirit, and the sword spirit was reborn?

No matter how you look at this matter, it seems fantasy.

But in fact, it is fantasy enough that she can travel to this place.

Ruan Qiao looked at the red and blue strips floating on the sword, paused for a moment, then took out a spirit stone from his storage bag and placed it on the sword.

After a short while, all the spiritual energy in the spirit stone was sucked in by the spirit sword, and the spirit stone turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.

As the spiritual stones dissipated and the spiritual energy submerged, the blue progress bar moved slightly forward.

Ruan Qiao: "!!!"

This little sword spirit eats spirit stones!

Doesn’t this hobby make things worse for families who are not already wealthy? !
Moreover, with a piece of spiritual stone, the progress bar only moves a little!

But in order to come up with something more, Ruan Qiao was ready to spend a lot of money. But when a spiritual stone is thrown in, the progress bar moves to a certain distance. When another spiritual stone is thrown in, the progress bar slowly moves closer to a certain distance.

"........."

The afternoon sun was in full bloom, and the crabapple tree overhead swayed with the breeze. The sunlight penetrated through the sparse flowers and leaves, and fell on the girl next to the stone platform.

After Ruan Qiao threw in a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, the blue bar of the sword spirit was finally full.

Ruan Qiao vaguely felt that the sword spirit was about to wake up, and was about to ask about his senior brother.

But the next moment, a letter came from Qingxiao Peak——

The folded paper crane fell into Ruan Qiao's hand. She opened it and looked at it, frowning slightly.

When Shen Nanzhu came back from going down the mountain to do something, he happened to see the paper crane falling under Ruan Qiao's hands and asked her,
"What happened?"

Ruan Qiao raised his eyes to look at him and said slowly,
"The clan wants to see me?"

Shen Nanzhu frowned, looking a little solemn.

"Did you get into trouble?"

Their lineage has never been around the sect very much, and they have little interaction with the main peak.

What did this sect leader want to do with her all of a sudden?
"No."

Ruan Qiao shook his head repeatedly, then seemed to think of something and said,
"But I beat Yun Qing from the main peak on the martial arts stage in the morning."

Shen Nanzhu's brows sank slightly as he listened, with doubts in his eyes.

"That's not the case."

For this kind of competition between the younger generation of disciples, there are sect rules and regulations. It is normal to get injured on the martial arts stage. Xian Qing, a sword master, will not interfere in this matter.

(End of this chapter)