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Xie Xuanyang didn't know anything about the weird laughter in the room. After he and Mo Lingyan separated from Na Cen's family, they went back to the next room to study Mo Lingyan's new saber.Both of them are monks, after the establishment of the foundation, they no longer need to sleep, and they only need to meditate to restore their energy, so the two of them are full of energy even in the middle of the night.

Xie Xuanyang caressed the blade of Mo Lingyan's new sword, and the warm touch penetrated into his heart from his fingertips.This sword has a long and slender body, the whole body is snow white, and its texture is neither gold nor jade.He flicked his backhand with his fingertips, and the blade of the sword clanged and cleared.

"Good sword!" he exclaimed, "What's its name?"

"Really?" Mo Lingyan smiled with pride on his face, "My master named it Dongxuan Nine Heavens, and it was made of the crystal-glazed black iron that the master obtained from the fairy island in the secret realm a hundred years ago. I heard Senior brother said that when this sword was born, dragon smoke gathered, and the thunder calamity ushered in struck for three days and three nights."

"Then this is still an innate spirit treasure." Xie Xuanyang sighed.

Magical artifacts in the world of cultivating immortals are divided into several classes, acquired spiritual treasures, acquired treasures, congenital spiritual treasures, and congenital treasures. Each class attracts different thunder disasters when it is born. The more thunder disasters, the stronger the magic weapon.Mo Lingyan's Dongxuan Nine Heavens, which was cast by his master Qingxiao Daojun, is the second-class innate spiritual treasure. This treasure was born and countless people scrambled for it. Unexpectedly, Qingxiao Daojun would give it to Mo Lingyan .

"Uncle Master is so generous, I really dote on you as an apprentice." Seeing this, Xie Xuanyang had to agree with one of the evaluations of Taoist Qingxiao from outside monks-the treasure house of Taoist Lord is unmatched in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Beloved? Don't scare me." Mo Lingyan was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly to deny it, "My master practiced ruthless swordsmanship. In his eyes, my apprentice is no different from the flowers and plants he raises. Throw me this sword." It's just that it's dusted in the warehouse and he didn't bother to clean it."

Ruthless kendo?Xie Xuanyang was taken aback when he heard his words, this was the second time he heard this word.The first time was from his unknown friend, and the second time was here.

He couldn't help showing a bit of weirdness, "Uncle Qingxiao, do you want to practice the ruthless sword?"

"That's right." Mo Lingyan couldn't help but tremble when he thought of his icy master. His master's aura matched the snow that never melted on Jianfeng's edge all year round, making people feel as if he was connected to his body. The blood will freeze to scum.

"Xuanyang, you don't know my master. He has no expression on his face all day long. Last time when my brother disappeared, I didn't see him change his face, and he didn't even move his eyes. The ruthless sword is really ruthless. I heard from my brother that the monk who practiced the ruthless sword is dying When becoming a Nascent Soul, you have to strip away your emotions in the thunder calamity, and Master even threw away a lot of memories because of this."

Adult stripped of feelings?Xie Xuanyang couldn't help thinking of his friend.His friend's cultivation level has long been higher than that of Nascent Soul, but when he gets along with him, he doesn't feel that his friend has no feelings, but like a ignorant toddler who doesn't understand what feelings are, and can't tell them apart.

"Aside from Uncle Qingxiao, is there anyone else in the Heavenly Title Sect who practices the ruthless swordsmanship?" Xie Xuanyang asked.

Mo Lingyan thought about it carefully, then shook his head, "Ruthless swordsmanship is not for everyone, what is needed is chance and talent. I don't know if anyone can practice it, but I know that the only one who has cultivated above Jindan is the master." I've heard that other sects also cultivated, but all of them were lost in the alchemy thunder calamity."

Then it was really only him.Xie Xuanyang sighed, his friend who practiced swords with him every morning turned out to be the purpose of joining the sect, the person he wanted to see all the time.He originally thought that he would have to wait until the Zongmen Grand Competition to meet him, but he didn't expect that the two of them had already met and become each other's friends.

It's no wonder that Mo Lingyan suddenly took over the mission of the outer disciples earlier, and it's no wonder that even Feng Feng, who was in the heartbeat period at that time, was sent here.Xie Xuanyang thought of his friend's ignorant feelings and figured it out. It turned out that he was worried about his friend.

Xie Xuanyang was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.

"Speaking of my master, there is something..." Mo Lingyan paused, his eyes flickering, "I don't know if I should say it or not."

"What's the matter?" Xie Xuanyang asked.

"Master has been looking for a sword. I told you not to be surprised." Mo Lingyan hesitated for a moment, looked into Xie Xuanyang's eyes, and said four words slowly, "Chi Xiao... Hong Lian."

Xie Xuanyang was really surprised.

Chixiao Honglian is his real saber, which Mo Lingyan also knows, and he has seen Chixiao Honglian once when he was handling the Yinmen matter for the Mo family.But there is one thing that Mo Lingyan doesn't know, Chixiao Honglian is the natal sword that is closely connected with Xie Xuanyang.

Chi Xiao continued, Xuan Yang did not die.

What he once said was not a joke, nor was his family fooling him.He was indeed born from the sword, injected with the blood essence of his father and father, and conceived with the scarlet sky and red lotus as the plate.

Before he was born, only his father could use the sword; after he was born, the master of the sword became him.

What would Qing Xiao do with such a sword?Xie Xuanyang couldn't figure it out.

Mo Lingyan didn't know about this either.His master seldom communicated with him other than giving him lessons and teaching him the method of cultivation, let alone talking about these things, he just heard from his senior brother.Because he had seen the sword his master was looking for, the moment he heard the name, he knew that he must tell Xie Xuanyang so that he could be prepared.

Compared with this matter now, the matter of Deyi Villa is more important, Xie Xuanyang had no choice but to keep it in his heart, thinking about finding time in the future to ask Qing Xiao himself directly.

Patriarch Cen brought people here early the next morning.When they came, Xie Xuanyang and Mo Lingyan had already practiced their swords in the courtyard. Their swordsmanship was different, and each had its own unique style, which made people dazzled.

Although he has never seen their swordsmanship like this, it is not difficult for Patriarch Cen to see the excellence in it.As monks, Xie Xuanyang and his five senses are far superior to ordinary people. Even though the incoming person has almost no footsteps in martial arts, the two of them noticed it the first moment they arrived, but they still practiced their swords on their own, not easily affected by foreign objects Disturbance is one of the compulsory courses for sword repair.

"The two young heroes are really young and accomplished." Patriarch Cen said when he saw the two men put away their swords and stepped forward, "Where did the two masters come from?"

"My teacher doesn't want to disclose his name." Xie Xuanyang knew that someone would ask such a question when they were walking in Beichen, and he had already thought about the answer, "My teacher is not a famous person, and he has never been out of the rivers and lakes, but he is sincerely a sword, and he lives alone to study Created the swordsmanship in our hands for many years."

"Oh, he must be a wonderful man." Patriarch Cen flattered the two of them a few more words, and then followed them to the room where Young Master Cen slept yesterday.

He pushed the door lightly and walked in, looking at the child's sleeping face, he stretched out his hand to wrap up the quilt for him.Ignoring his expressionless face, he obviously looks like a loving father.

"Hmm... Daddy?" Young Master Cen rubbed his eyes and got up, his little face with baby fat and red marks from the pillow, he was not fully awake yet, showing hazy sleepy eyes, looking cute Extremely.

"Qi Qi doesn't want to sleep anymore?" Patriarch Cen hugged Young Master Cen together with the quilt into his arms, and pressed a kiss on his forehead, his tone full of pampering.

"Well, no..." Young Master Cen rubbed against Patriarch Cen's arms, and opened his arms, "I want Daddy to dress Qiqi."

This warm relationship between father and son makes others feel sweet.It's just that the expression on Patriarch Cen's face is too weird for this kind of occasion, his tone is full of gentleness, but his face is cold, like wearing a cold mask.

Xie Xuanyang glanced at the other Cen family members from the corner of his eye, and found that their expressions were the same.He seemed to have seen such a face before, and Xie Xuanyang felt familiar.

He carefully looked at Young Master Cen's face again.The light was too dim last night, and he hadn't been able to see the young master's face clearly.It's okay if you don't look carefully, this look made his heart skip a beat.

He remembered, Young Master Cen's face and the mask-like indifferent expressions of Cen's family members were all exactly the same as the young master Daofeng Yifeng in the sect.

Could it be that this Cen family has something to do with Little Master Yifeng?

No matter how active Xie Xuanyang was in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.He greeted the Cen family beside him in a low voice, grabbed Mo Lingyan and left.

After the two quickly walked away from their sight, Xie Xuanyang asked Mo Lingyan in a low voice with deep eyes, "Lingyan, do you know the name of Little Master Uncle Yifeng?"

Mo Lingyan shook his head and said he didn't know.He and Xie Xuanyang entered the sect on the same day, although it has been several years now, but it is still not a long time in the sect, and he is not clear about many things.

"Xuan Yang!" At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind the two of them.

"Bai Qishan! Why are you here?" Mo Lingyan exploded when he saw the person coming.He finally took advantage of this to get rid of the annoying Bai Qishan, so that he could cultivate brotherhood with Xie Xuanyang, why did Bai Qishan appear again after a few days of getting along?

Shouldn't this bastard still stay in the sect and can't get out? !Seeing Bai Qishan rushing to Xie Xuanyang's side and squeezing him away, Mo Lingyan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Why can't I be here?" Bai Qishan sneered, he wouldn't let Mo Lingyan and Xie Xuanyang be alone for so long, "This land belongs to your house? Do you care if I'm here?"

"I don't care, but I know that outer sect disciples are not allowed to enter and leave the gate at will." Mo Lingyan gritted his teeth and sprayed back, "You ran out privately now, I don't care if you go back and get expelled from the sect."

"Hey, it's as if I want you to take care of it." Bai Qishan sneered, "Besides, who told you that I came out privately? It's reasonable for me to go out of the world."

As he said that, he took out the task jade token and shook it in front of Mo Lingyan's eyes, and said, "Did you see that? Ren, Wu. This time, I'm here to give gifts to Uncle Yi Feng together with Brother Feng Feng. Hehe, Liuyun You don't know about the relationship between Young Martial Uncle Yi Feng and the Cen family."

"What origin?" Mo Lingyan really didn't know yet.

"Little Master Uncle Yifeng was surnamed Cen before he entered Taoism. He is the seventh in the family, and he is known as the Seventh Young Master of the Cen family."