"Hey... Xu Wen! What's going on... Why don't you remember your own sword..."

"If I remember everything, with my five thousand years of experience, how could I have fallen to this point now..."

Judging from Xu Wen's performance, it seemed that he had heard of the idea that his sword and the spirit possessed him.

The spirit of the artifact is one of the common elements of the story of the immortal cultivation. In Xuwen's existing memory, there are two kinds of overviews about the spirit of the artifact—

First, after the magic weapon of high-level immortal cultivators reaches a certain level, they may become a essence and understand human nature;

The second is that high-level immortal cultivators seal the souls of certain creatures into specific magic weapons by capturing mountain spirits and wild monsters, or in the form of soul-hiding them, so that they become the magic weapon spirit;

Xu Wen's memory is now chaotic, and even he himself doesn't know which kind of weapon spirit this disciple who claims to be Xue Ji belongs to.

But judging from the fact that she calls herself a master rather than a master, Xue Ji's past may have a lot of connections with her.

Xu Wen scratched his head and sighed helplessly, "It seems that if you don't pay some price, you can't believe that I am Xu Wen..."

"No, it's useless for you to pay."

Xue Ji stared at Xu Wen coldly, explaining his origins seriously: "Snow Ji has followed Master Xu Wen since I can remember, and I can recognize Master even if Master turns into ashes. On the other hand, although you exudes a similar aura to Master, you can never be Master. If you know the appearance, you should return the sword to me immediately, otherwise-"

Xue Ji suddenly shook his heart halfway through his words, and then he collapsed down softly and weakly.

It turned out that Xu Wen was now using blood as a sacrifice and dripped blood on the Xueji Sword's sword.

The cultivator and his natal magic weapon establish a bond through essence and blood. The cultivator continues to supply essence and blood to maintain the power of the natal magic weapon, and the spirit of the instrument can also benefit from it. It can be said that it is the only exclusive certification for the cultivator and is unique.

"Okay... Now I should believe that I am Master Xu Wen... Hello, have you heard me?"

Xu Wen called out a lot of snow, but she just lay on the edge of the bed without moving, like a sculpture.

"The master whom I have always admired has now become a waste in the Qi Refining Stage. She is afraid she will be hit..."

Tsk... Maybe, that's true...

Xu Wen rarely recognized Xia Wuyu's complaints.

"No, no matter what... Since I have determined that Miss Xueji is not an enemy, everyone is finally happy. Let's go to have breakfast first...ah, Xu Wen, how about it?"

After a little chaos just now, Xia Qing was still a little nervous when she spoke, but Xu Wen didn't care too much, just stretched and said:

"That's right... I consumed so much of my essence and blood early in the morning."

Xu Wen skillfully put the Xueji sword into Qiankun bag, and then patted Xia Wuyu's head, "I want to replenish my body well and have a richer life at night, Wuyu."

Wu Yu pushed Xu Wen's hand away and showed a disgusting expression, "You'll talk about it after finishing your housework today, otherwise I won't care about the meal-"

"You damn girl, why can you urge me every day..."

Xu Wen was about to go downstairs with Xia Wuyu to have dinner, but Xia Qing grabbed his arm.

"What are you going... Go and talk, let her go to dinner together, you can't leave her here to hang."

"You are stupid, she can't go hungry at all."

"You also said that cultivators don't have to eat, but you-"

"Then, that's different," Xu Wen touched his nose and said guiltily, "I am an immortal cultivator, but at least I am a person. This guy is just a spirit of weapon, so there is no need--"

As soon as Xu Wen finished speaking, a thunderous gurgling sound came from Xue Ji.

"You're so embarrassed to say she's not a human!"

Xia Qing grabbed Xu Wen and beat him up. At this moment, Xue Ji, who had not spoken, suddenly murmured:

"Master...If...you are really Master, how could you not recognize Xue Ji?"

"Ah, I forgot to tell you about this," Xu Wen pinched Xia Qing's face and explained, "I lost my memory after failing to overcome the tribulation, and I can't remember many things very clearly."

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Wow wow wow wow wow wow...

Xueji was led by Xu Wen and Xia Qing to have breakfast.

Maybe it was because I was too hungry, and it was my first time to taste the best and delicious pork and corn steamed dumplings on earth. Xueji swallowed it voraciously and kept eating it. His eating appearance was so ugly that even Xu Wen couldn't help but complain:

"Hey, eat slowly, how can you be hungry if you are a spirit of weapon? I really don't understand..."

Xia Wuyu couldn't help but complain about the title of the previous chapter:

"Look! I know...they are not good at doing anything else, they are very talented in free meals..."

"I'm still listening, Wuyu, please say less."

"You may not understand if you listen..."

Xia Wuyu looked at Xue Ji in front of her and suddenly felt an unstoppable headache.

She pulled Xu Wen, who was about to seize food with Xue Ji, "What are you still in a hurry to eat now? Don't you have something to ask her? Ask her quickly..."

"Ahem...why are you anxious? You have to finish your breakfast."

"I'm not in a hurry... You don't think about it for my sister."

Yes... we are still in a hurry to go to the ramen restaurant to work.

So Xu Wen wiped his mouth and said to Xue Ji who was sitting beside him, "Just eat almost the same food. Hello, I'll ask you--"

Xue Ji, who was addicted to steamed corn and pork dumplings, was like being possessed. She ignored Xu Wen and just kept bowing her head to cook.

"Hey, what's going on with your weapon spirit!"

Xu Wen gave Xue Ji a thunderous sound on the spot, and the latter came to his senses and hurriedly bowed to Xu Wen.

"I offended many disciples before, and I hope my master will punish you."

As he said that, Xue Ji wiped his mouth.

It is far from the previous cool image.

"There is no need to punish me... You can explain the purpose of this trip first - why are you here alone, and what about the others in Haotian Sect?"

Xue Ji was about to speak, but subconsciously looked at Xia Qing and Xia Wuyu with caution.

"It's okay, these two mortals are servants I have taken in the lower realm. I don't need to avoid suspicion."

Xu Wen, you're itchy, right?

Xia Wuyu was rushing to argue with Xu Wen, but was pulled by Xia Qing beside her and signaled her not to disturb their conversation.

"Oh... Xue Ji was ordered by the senior sister and the second sister to confirm the situation of the master, and brought the master's natal magic weapon Xue Ji Sword here."

"Senior Sister, Second Sister? You, don't your Haotian Sect accept male disciples!"

Xia Qing, who had just comforted her sister, seemed a little indignant when she heard this, and Xia Wuyu hurried forward to hold on.
Chapter completed!