Mu Chen's expression became more and more cold, and he couldn't accept the eyes of others who were talking about his master so wantonly.He used his eyes to scare the group of chirping children into silence, lest the master would be sad because of these words, and was about to appease him, when he heard Shen Gurong say: Guess.Just a candy man pinched it, and the old man handed it to Shen Gurong.Shen Gurong pinched the wooden skewer and said with a smile: If you can guess whether Xianjun is a quasi-blind person, who will this sugar man give.The children immediately boiled.Shepherd: Isn't that sugar mine?
Chapter 45 Sword Pavilion Sword Shrine bookkeeping is sent to Lin Shuhe.The boy said, "He is blind!"
Shen Gurong: That's not right.The female doll said: Xianjun is definitely not blind.Shen Gurong smiled, pinched the candy stick and shook it, as if he was a pet: It's not right.Even if it was a child's move, he was still full of fairy spirit, and the girls on the side were secretly looking at him with slightly red cheeks.Xiao Dun immediately raised his hand high: Xianjun is half blind and not blind.Shen Gurong was so happy that he didn't continue to tease them, and casually handed the sugar man to the female doll who had been praising him for his good looks.After receiving the milk doll's serious thanks and praise, Shen Gurong was in a good mood, and finally followed Mu Qi to the Sword Pavilion.Just now he was too close to the candy stall, and his body was inevitably stained with wisps of sugar, and Mu Qi got closer to him, and he could vaguely smell the sweet honey.The shepherd thought to himself, I want sugar people too.Shen Gurong and Mu Qi walked side by side, looking indifferent, in fact, he was thinking about some messy things every day in his heart, and Mu Qi couldn't keep up with his thoughts at all."
Oh yes, didn't I say I was going to buy candy for the shepherd, why did you give it away all of a sudden?"
The shepherd thought to himself, yes."
But shepherds are so old that they are long past the age of candy eaters."
The shepherd, who has always boasted of being mentally mature and completely different from Yu Xinghe's milky little cub, thought: I'm still young, not as good as the crown, and I can eat sugar people, two.Shen Gurong thought again, "Ah!
I forgot to bring the spirit stone!
How will the Sword Pavilion buy swords then?"
Mu Chen: For the first time, Mu Qi knew that his master was so fireworks, and with that face like a fairy, he was thinking about the copper smell in his heart.This contrast is really cute.One of the two thought to himself, and the other answered in his heart, and they quietly arrived at the Sword Pavilion all the way.Shen Gurong's bearing is extraordinary, there seems to be a blinding method on the ice silk, ordinary people can't even remember his face when they look at him, plus he is distracted, and he can't see the geometry of cultivation, which is very bluffing in the eyes of others.When the little guy in the Sword Pavilion saw him, he didn't dare to slack off, and respectfully welcomed the two in.The Sword Pavilion is located in the southernmost part of Fuxian City, backed by the South Mountain outside Fuxian City, the whole attic seems to be inlaid into the mountain wall, there are chaotic branches and flying flowers stretching out along the wooden building, but it has a unique flavor.After entering the inner room, there was a faint fragrance of flowers wrapped in the shade, and the little maid said respectfully: Dare to ask the two immortal masters what kind of sword they want?
Shen Gurong thought to himself, "It's better to talk about the fierce sword directly, then, "Bring me all the best in your store?"
Shen Gurong is a pampered young master, when he goes out to buy things or steals a notebook on weekdays, he is often too lazy to choose, just say this sentence, and then look at it one by one when he returns home, leave the good ones, and throw away the bad ones.Because of this, his brother always scolded him for being a loser.Shen Gurong said: Take you Mu Rong: Mu Yan didn't expect him to really dare to say this, but fortunately, he was quick to grab Shen Gu Rong's sleeve and interrupt his words.Shen Gurong tilted his head, not knowing why.Mu Yan coughed dryly, handed over the jade plate in his hand from Renfeng, and said to the little servant: Find your pavilion master, he knows what sword I want.The little guy took the jade card and looked at it, his expression was solemn, and he was more respectful.Yes, the two Immortal Monarchs later.With that, he led the two of them to the small attic where the guests were waiting, and he hurried to find the master of the Sword Pavilion.The environment of the small attic is quiet, the wooden window carved with a small sword is wide open, and a waterfall outside the window hangs like a streamer in the mountains, probably a magic circle, so close that you can't hear any sound of water.Shen Gurong propped his chin and tilted his head to look at the picturesque scene outside the window, and casually asked Mu Yan: Are you very familiar with this shopkeeper?
The corners of her lips twitched.Although the Sword Pavilion in Fuxian City is only a shop selling swords, its status in the Three Realms is very important, and most of the swords that have attained great power come from here.It's just because it's rare to sell a sword in the Sword Pavilion for a few years, and just one can make countless people rush to it, so although the Pavilion major is highly praised, there are many people who spend a lot of money just to get a promise from him.After all, there are still more sword cultivators in the Three Realms.This was the first time the shepherd had heard the owner of the pavilion be called the shopkeeper.Mu said: A few years ago, when I went out to practice with the master, I had a relationship with the pavilion master.It was also because of that time that Xi Guxing remembered to allow him a sword, otherwise according to Xi Guxing's foolish nature, eighty percent would have to wait until the pastor and the crown to get the natal sword.Shen Gurong nodded, thinking, "I haven't even experienced it with my apprentice."
Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly lowered his head.But soon, Shen Gurong said again: "But if I go through the training with Mu Chen, eighty percent of him will take care of me, forget it, I still won't cause trouble to the apprentice."
Shepherd: He is really self-aware.Although a monstrous cultivation, but a blind, road idiot, never according to common sense of the character, if you really go to the Three Realms with Mu Qi to experience, eighty percent of the real or Mu Tan takes more care of him.As the two were talking, there was a sudden sound of wooden wheels rolling on the ground, followed by a chuckle.I still think you are an arrogant and cold character, I didn't expect to see you like this?
Mu Yan stood up and bowed slightly towards the door: Pavilion Master.The person who called the pavilion master was dressed in black and sat in a wooden wheelchair, and was pushed by the little maid from the door, with a handsome appearance and a smile between his eyebrows.The pavilion master said, smiled at Mu Qi, and said: Mu Qi, will you be so well-behaved?
The shepherd was silent.The pavilion master held a folding fan in his hand, unfolded it slightly, and fanned himself.At this time, Fuxian City had passed the cold spring, this person was wrapped in mink fur, and he was fanning the wind with a fan, just a moment, Shen Gurong obviously saw that he was shivering all over, probably cold.Even so, he still did not change his demeanor, forced a smile, and closed the fan without a trace.The pavilion master knew that Mu Yan was a ruthless stubble, if he said too much, he would definitely be annoyed and angry, and he was afraid that there would be no good fruit to eat, so he put the folding fan in his palm and tapped it gently, and looked thoughtfully at Shen Gurong who was sitting on the side.According to his cultivation, he couldn't see through Shen Gurong's blinding methods, and he could only rely on his eyesight over the years to see that this person was by no means an idle person.He tried to say, "Who is this?"
The pastor said: My master, Shen Shengjun.When the pavilion master heard this, his face turned pale, and he quickly got up from the wheelchair and walked in front of Shen Gurong enthusiastically, with a smile on his face.He bowed on the spot and said with a smile: This is Fengxue Shengjun, look up for a long time, Xiaosheng's surname is called the Lord, you can call me Xiaoge.Shen Gu Rong: Shen Gu Rong: ???
Dare to love the Pavilion Master is your name, not some title?!
Or is it just a pun?
And, most importantly, aren't you paralyzed?!
Shen Gurong was so frightened by this miracle of medical cultivation that his expression almost didn't collapse, and he pretended to drink tea calmly, blocking his face that was almost green.Soon, he forcibly suppressed his expression, put down the teacup, and said lightly: Let's get down to business.The pavilion master didn't feel that Shen Gurong's reaction was cold, once his cultivation reached a point where he could reach the point where he could reach the point where he could reach the dust, then his scolding would also be regarded as a golden rule.The pavilion master did not gag like before, and said: The sword that the shepherd wants is in the sword shrine, and the holy monarch can go with me.Shen Gurong nodded, stood up, and motioned for him to lead the way.The pavilion master asked the little servant to push away the wheelchair that he pretended to be advanced and popular, and led the way in front of him with a brisk walk.Shen Gurong followed him forward, looking at this person as he walked.The Pavilion Master is probably too brainy, and with the identity of the Holy Monarch pressing him, he is not full of nonsense like before, and walks in front calmly.Probably due to habit, he always instinctively unfolded the fan to fan the wind, but every time he could fan himself, he could slap himself, and then quickly close the fan.But after a while, he unfolded the fan again and repeatedly, and anyone who saw it would praise a fool.Shen Gurong was also stupid, Xu was too bored, and he began to count the number of times the pavilion master displayed the fan in his heart."
Seven.Tsk, doesn't he even remember the beating?"
Shepherd: You're boring too.The two of them spread their fans one and counted in their hearts, all the way through a cave tunnel, and finally went deep into the sword mound inside the Sword Pavilion.In the sword mound, it seemed that he could look up at the blue sky, but if he looked closely, he could see that the mountain walls were inlaid with speckled sword lights, which converged into a huge light to illuminate the entire huge sword mound.The sword produced in the sword mound often becomes the natal sword of each monk, and the monk makes a contract with him, so as to form a sword spirit in the sword mound.The pavilion master pointed to the dense light around him and explained that as long as the sword spirit did not disperse, even if the monk's sword was broken and broken, he would be able to create the original sword when he returned to the Sword Pavilion.Shen Gurong realized this.No wonder the Sword Pavilion is sought after by so many monks, it turns out that it is because of this.Mu Yan glanced up, his gaze fixed on the hilts of the blood-glittering swords.Pavilion Master Dao: The one with blood light is the fierce sword.There is a separate ranking for the murder weapon on the Fenglu City Blade List, and Lin Xiachun is the top of the list.He pointed to the extremely dazzling blood-light swords on the mountain wall one by one, and said: According to the blood-colored luminosity, the third-ranked He Yongjian and the fourth-ranked Bufeng Immortal are in order, and the others have all recognized the master.And the last one, no one has cared about it so far, and the name has not yet been given, because no one has been able to take it in.Shen Gurong was very curious: Which one is the second one?
The pavilion master looked strange and said: The second is the curtain hook from the human peak.Shen Gurong was puzzled, curtain hook?
It seems that no one among his brothers has a sword called that?
Could it be that it is Nan Yanjun's?
He didn't ask any more questions, but turned his head and asked the shepherd: Have you decided where you want it?
Mu Yu nodded, pointed to the nameless sword, and said, "That."
Shen Gurong nodded, and didn't say much, only told him: Do what you can.The shepherd said yes, said yes to the pavilion master, and jumped up the mountain wall, touching the hilt of the fierce sword without blinking.After his fingertips touched the hilt of the sword, a moment of blood light bloomed around him, almost burning Shen Gurong's already fragile eyes.By the time he opened his eyes, the Maki had already disappeared in place, pulled into the sea of swords by the fierce sword.If Mu Qian can successfully come out of the sword sea of the nameless sword, it means that he has successfully subdued the fierce sword; Otherwise, he died in the sea of swords, and there were no bones left.This process often takes as little as a stick of incense.Shen Gurong had an inexplicable trust in Mu Qi, and never felt that he would be consumed to death by a sword.The pavilion master also knew Mu Qi's ability, so he didn't worry too much, he also smiled and laughed, saying: Mu Qi has such a cultivation at a young age, and the Holy Monarch is really good at teaching.Shen Gurong thought to himself, "No, I didn't teach him anything, I also advised him not to pay attention to his cultivation before the retreat, who knew that he was so hard."
The apprentice was so diligent, as a master, Shen Gurong's old face turned red, and he decided to work hard to cultivate next time.didn't get an answer, and the pavilion master was not discouraged, and slapped Shen Gurong's sycophants again.In the end, he tried to see the dagger, and said cautiously: I don't know if the Holy Monarch is keeping accounts this time, or cash?
The Holy Monarch can be feared, but money cannot be without.Shen Gurong: Shen Gurong was choked, looked at him with a cold face, and panicked in his heart.He pretended to be calm and said: Can you keep accounts?
The pavilion master nodded hurriedly: Exactly.The Holy Monarch only knows how to cultivate, and rarely carries copper-smelling things with him, Shen Fengxue had brought Wen Liubing and several of his apprentices here to buy swords one by one, and they all kept accounts as always.The pavilion master is not very old, he has just been in charge of the Sword Pavilion for less than ten years, but he has heard about Shen Shengjun from the elders, and when he saw the real person at this time, the whole person was so excited that he couldn't even ask for the account.Shen Gurong thought for a long time before he nodded and said, "Well, keep accounts."
The pavilion lord hurriedly asked: Where is the record?
Shen Gurong flipped out his senior brother's name from his memory, and said with a bit of revenge, and said expressionlessly: Remember in Xianyun City, as he spoke, a seeping cold light seemed to flow between the pupils of his light-colored eyes.Xianyun City Linguan Medical Center, Lin Shu and place.His sixth senior brother owes him two shocks, and it's time to pay them back.When the pavilion master heard this, he took out an account book from behind his waist and flipped through it.It's still the same old place, isn't it?
Lin, Shu, and Haha, Lirenfeng is really as harmonious as the legend, in the past few decades, Brother Lin has helped you pay for seven peerless swords, each of which is worth a fortune.The lord of the pavilion said happily, "I have written it down."
Shen Gurong: He seems to have been scared twice, does he deserve it?
Sixth Senior Brother, I was wrong.Chapter 46 Illusory Memory Shepherd: Ah, I'm so weak.Shen Gurong and the pavilion master were arguing outside because of bookkeeping, but the situation of the herdsman who entered the fierce sword sea was extremely dangerous.The sea of swords is like the sea of human knowledge, boundless and boundless, Mu Yan is completely different from when he was in front of Shen Gurong, his face is like sinking water, the red birthmark on his face slowly spreads out of the red line like a withered branch, and the pupils of his eyes have become red pupils little by little.In the past ten years, when he gradually manipulated the majestic spiritual power in his body from nowhere, the birthmark on his face would change little by little like a living thing.At first, Mu Yan was still frightened and trembling by his ghost-like face, but after completely controlling the spiritual power, he didn't feel how terrifying it was, on the contrary, when the birthmark on his face changed, the spiritual power in his body seemed to run more smoothly, absorbing the spiritual power around him, and the breakthrough in cultivation would be faster.He still held the old sword in his hand, and looked around with an indifferent expression.There was a dead silence in the sea of swords, and it looked like a sea of swords that didn't look like a fierce sword at all.But soon, the ground under his feet like the sea slowly flooded with waves of white mist, and in an instant, the smoke was vast, and the red threads floated around like flying beasts with folded wings.The shepherd thought to himself, here it is.The sword in his hand tightened.Faced with the fear of the unknown in the white mist, Mu Qi tensed all over, and slammed a sword to disperse the white mist that blinded his vision, but soon, the white mist shrouded him again.