Chapter 540

"When you see you, you will understand," Xiao Tian glanced at the evil sword immortal in his eyes, and his tone was not salty.

His words are not false. After all, the purple Lingxian clothes on Solanum nigrum are not ordinary goods, even more precious than the magic sword in Jingtian's hands in a sense.

As long as the evil sword immortal is not stupid, he can guess the identity of Solanum nigrum through the purple Lingxian clothes.

Seeing that Xiao Tian didn't say anything, the evil sword immortal didn't dare to ask more questions. He was afraid that Xiao Tian would wipe himself out.

Although he is an evil spirit formed by evil thoughts, he does not belong to the six realms. Ordinary people can do nothing about him.

However, at the level of Xiao Tian, it is no more difficult to erase him than to eat and drink water. He also wants to seek revenge from Qingwei and others, so he dare not provoke Xiao Tian.

Seeing the expression of the evil sword immortal, Xiao Tian shook his head and immediately turned his eyes to Qingwei.

The black sunflower is protected by his three swords of killing the immortals. Even if the brain damage of the evil sword fairy can't guess the identity of the black sunflower, the engraved three sword of Zhuxian is enough to protect the black sunflower until he rushes back.

"Is there anything else, master Xiao?" The Qing Wei sees Xiao Tian to look at oneself, the expression one Lin, hastily respectful way.

He was very clear about Xiao Tian's strength. He was able to fight against the demons and Chonglou without defeat. His strength was far beyond his imagination. In this case, he did not dare to neglect Xiao Tian.

"It's no big deal. I just want to borrow a list of the ancient books of Shu mountain's imperial sword technique," Xiao Tian looked at Qingwei and said calmly, "I won't take your Shu mountain skills in vain. As an exchange, I'll leave one copy of the formula."

Xiao Tian himself has no need for imperial sword. With his strength, he can't use it against the enemy.

The reason why I asked for imperial sword skill this time was for Jingtian.

When he left Yuzhou before, he promised Jingtian that he would teach Jingtian magic as long as Sedum and Solanum nigrum could solve the problem of poisoning people.

Although the power of the sword is more powerful than that of the ordinary sword, it is more suitable to teach it to the heaven and earth.

"Since master Xiao can appreciate my Shu mountain swordsmanship, it's my honor of Shushan school. Naturally, there's no reason for me to be self-conscious," Qingwei chuckled and said quickly.

He thought it was a big event. He just asked for the ancient books of imperial sword.

Qingwei really didn't pay attention to imperial sword, because all the major immortal cultivation sects in the world, including Shushan sect, Penglai Yujian hall, and several immortal cultivation sects in Kunlun Mountain, were proficient in the art of imperial sword.

In Qingwei's opinion, even if he rejected Xiao Tian, Xiao Tian could obtain imperial sword classics from other sects.

Qing Wei thought that he could not do such a stupid thing because he offended Xiao Tian for a Book of imperial sword.

"The leader of Qingwei is straightforward," Xiao Tian could not help appreciating it on his face. Although the sword fighting skill is not exclusive to the Shu mountain sect, Xiao Tian is very aware of the urine nature of these immortal cultivation sects.

For these immortal cultivation sects, not to mention the imperial sword technique, it is a volume of ordinary breathing skills, which should be treasured and never be spread out.

Therefore, Qingwei's Frank consent, however, made Xiao Tian's evaluation of him much higher.

"Master Xiao, wait a moment. I'm going to get the imperial sword classics," Qingwei said immediately after hearing Xiao Tian's words. Then he waved his hand and wiped the dust, and his body disappeared in place.