Self-cultivation in the world of monster hunting

After a cup of tea, Sijun walked out of the room and walked with Lu Xiang and Bo Yangyan in silence.

Lu Xiang is puzzled why Sijun changed his mind, but Sijun himself is also confused.

Sijun was tall and had long legs, and he walked in front alone, while Lu Xiang and Bo Yangyan walked behind.Walking with Sijun made Bo Yangyan a little uneasy, and Lu Xiang thought he was worried about being bullied at the dinner party, so he kept cheering him up.The two were so absorbed in chatting, Lu Xiang didn't pay attention, and suddenly bumped into a warm embrace, looked up, Sijun stopped at some point, turned around and waited for him.

Lu Xiang looked up at Sijun and smiled, his eyes bent into the moon.

Sijun stretched out a finger and pointed at Lu Xiang's forehead, pushing him away with some disgust, and said, "Watch the way."

After saying that, Sijun turned around and left.

Bo Yangyan looked on in embarrassment, always felt that his existence was superfluous, and it was not until he entered the crowded banquet hall that Bo Yangyan relaxed a little.

When they entered the door, the disciple routinely announced loudly, so everyone looked in their direction. Wenren Feihong greeted them politely, and then left quickly with the excuse of being busy.After that, no one came to talk to Sijun without opening their eyes, so the three of them swaggered and sat at a table for ten.

Lu Xiang started to eat snacks after serving the table, and chatted with Bo Yangyan about tomorrow's appreciating meeting by the way.

Bo Yangyan whispered to Lu Xiang: "A lot of powerful people have come here, they should all come to see that sword, but I don't know who can crack the secret of that sword."

Lu Xiang asked: "Can't you too? Aren't you amazing?"

Bo Yangyan blushed again, and said, "Don't let people hear me, I'm not very good."

Lu Xiang stopped messing with him, and asked him more about the condition of the sword, and Bo Yangyan patiently explained to him.

According to legend, that sword has the ability to change the world, and it is about to become a sword spirit.

Ordinary living things such as vegetation, animals, etc. need hundreds of years to cultivate a human form, and it is even more difficult for a dead thing to cultivate a human form. The spirit of a weapon is neither human nor demon, but it is a higher-level life than humans and demons.

There are only a few weapon spirits in history, and if someone says that a sword that has not been cast for a long time has become a sword spirit, they will only be ridiculed.

But if this sword was forged by Ji Nanhong, then the impossible has become possible.

Ji Nanhong, the number one beauty in the world more than 20 years ago, was also the number one caster in the world.She learned from the Wenren family of Xishu, and she was extremely talented, and she forged many spiritual weapons that shook the world with her hands.If she was still alive, the title of number one in the world would never fall to her senior brother Wen Renxian.

She was a legend when she was alive, and her fall is also embarrassing.

Because she was too beautiful, she was defiled by the devil who disturbed the situation. After the battle to kill the devil many years ago, she killed herself.

And she has been dead for nearly 20 years, and the spiritual weapon she made is still unmatched.

That sword was one of the three pinnacle spiritual weapons in her life.Legend has it that I was so satisfied after casting that I couldn't even think of a name worthy of that sword.The sword didn't have a name until she died, so until now, that sword has been called that sword.

After the sword was collected by Wen Renxian, he kept it carefully. It is said that he has dozens of secret rooms with many traps, and he often transfers the sword, so even his wife and son don't know when the sword happened. Hiding in some secret room.

And the Spirit Artifact Appreciation Conference held every few years is to hope that someone can decipher the secret of the sword, so that the sword can truly become a sword spirit.

After explaining, Bo Yangyan asked: "So you didn't come here to understand the secret of that sword?"

"No." Lu Xiang showed his Qiankun bag to Bo Yangyan, and then said, "I heard that there will be a Qiankun bag with a pattern similar to mine, so I'll take a look."

"The patterns and embroidery of Qiankun bags in this world are similar. The formation drawn by Ji Nanhong is so powerful that it can almost hold the Qiankun, so..." As he watched, Bo Yangyan's eyes lit up, a little disconcerted. Looking at the Qiankun bag in confidence, touching the tattoo on it, he said incoherently, "This... this formation... is too perfect! This, which casting master is this... I can... I Can I get to know you?"

Lu Xiang was also a little surprised, and said: "Master didn't lie to me. Is this Qiankun bag really powerful? But I don't know who made it. My master said that he was a bandit when he was young and frivolous, and robbed things everywhere." , I don’t remember where I got this for a long time.”

Bo Yangyan was extremely disappointed, took the universe bag and admired it, returned it to Lu Xiang after a long while, and said in a low voice: "It's really powerful, you must hide it well, don't let people think about it."

Just as he was talking, Sijun cast his eyes over, and kept staring at Lu Xiang. Lu Xiang felt that Sijun might be dissatisfied with the whispering between the two of them, so he sat upright again, wanting to say something casually to Sijun. The crowd announced loudly again that Wen Renxian and his wife had finally arrived.

Lu Xiang closed his mouth and stretched his neck, wanting to see if the rumored big man had three heads and six arms.

But the person who came was very ordinary, not at all like the patriarch of the aristocratic family described in the storybook. He was a tall, stooped old man, with skin wrinkled like old tree bark, and small and drooping eyes.

Wen Renxian is only in his sixties, and to a cultivator, this is still considered young and middle-aged, and he shouldn't be so old.

Lu Xiang couldn't help being curious, tugged on Sijun's sleeve, and said, "Why is the head of Wenren... like this?"

Sijun glanced over and said, "What's none of my business?"

You can't ignore him, and you can't care about him.Lu Xiang pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Taking back the words that you are very nice, it's really hard to serve."

Then Lu Xiang turned to Bo Yangyan, who was easy to serve, to ask questions, and Bo Yangyan replied honestly: "This is also the first time I have seen the head of Wenren... I just heard that he... is overthinking. Spiritual artifacts are famous all over the world, so many people imitate them and sell fakes at high prices."

Lu Xiang said: "I know this. I passed by a village before and saw them wearing fake safety charms."

Bo Yangyan added: "It is said that the head of Wenren couldn't bear it and has been worrying about it all the time. In addition, the head of Wenren also said that he wanted to unlock the secret of the sword and benefit the world."

Although it might be a bit harsh to think so, Lu Xiang still couldn't help feeling that Wen Renxian might not be so kind.

At the same time, Wen Renxian had already seated himself at the main table, and made a speech of welcome to all the guests in a muddy voice.After everyone greeted each other for a while, the dinner began, but in the middle of it, Wen Renxian's body couldn't hold on anymore, and he had to leave the venue after apologizing to everyone.

Lu Xiang also heard someone exclaim that "Wen Ren's head really has the world in mind, and he is doing his best for the people of the world."

Wen Renxian left the stage surrounded by everyone, and Bo Yangyan kept frowning at his callused hands until he retreated to the inner room.

The banquet continued, but the host who entertained the guests was replaced by famous people, and the venue was still full of wine and wine, and it was very lively.In comparison, Lu Xiang's table was still deserted. Lu Xiang was happy and quiet, and only cared about eating, stuffing himself with fat.

After the dinner was over, the guests left the venue. Lu Xiang was too full to go back to rest immediately, so he asked Sijun and Bo Yangyan to go for a walk in the small garden together.

Bo Yangyan glanced at Sijun in horror, said "don't disturb you two" and ran away quickly.

Lu Xiang felt weird and asked Sijun, "Why is he afraid of disturbing us?"

Sijun shook his head, but said nothing.

The two walked to the small garden along the brightly lit lanterns. It was only early autumn, and the lotus root flowers were not yet fully bloomed, and the longevity guests were not fully bloomed, and each was dazzling in the night.The shadow of the moon was faint, and the flowing water was gurgling. The two of them walked quietly under the lamp, and neither of them spoke first.

A gentle wind blew by, and a petal flew over and stuck to Lu Xiang's forehead.Lu Xiang felt itchy, and wanted to reach out to catch it, but Sijun was one step ahead of him, and naturally raised his hand to pick off the petals on his forehead, and gently interlaced his two fingers, the petals turned into powder in his hands, blown by the wind. scattered.

Lu Xiang felt Sijun's hand, which was cool and gentle.But it turned the original itching into a full itching.

It seems a little strange, Lu Xiang thought to himself.

"you……"

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same moment when they spoke. One raised his eyes and the other lowered his eyebrows, meeting each other's eyes, waiting for the other to speak first.

However, neither of them had a chance to continue talking. A woman's scream suddenly came from a small courtyard in the distance, piercing the tranquility of the night.

"what!!!!"