Mozun and his Master Shizun

Yan Xiao was very disturbed.

He was the last one in line, and he saw with his own eyes that only three of the nine people in front got the flying sword.

The light of the sword refracts the shadow of the sun, and the color of the rainbow is faint. This is Qin Changfeng's "Flying Rainbow".

The cold light bullies Frost Saixue, with a strong sword intent, this is Liu Jingyun's "Floating Snow".

Zhong Jingping, the functional supporting role of Wannian Accompanying Runner, finally completed his merits and got his flying sword "Ying Ri".

These are the three lucky ones. As for the other six unlucky ones, they can only stand aside aggrievedly, even if they feel unwilling, they can't say a word. Their eyes are mixed with envy and sadness, and it really hurts How uncomfortable.

Then it was Yan Xiao's turn.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on him, which invisibly added several times the pressure to Yan Xiao who was already extremely nervous.

Yan Xiao's hand in his sleeve kept turning the white jade finger ring—this was already his most accustomed movement when he was nervous.

Take a deep breath, walk forward, and gather your breath.

Yan Xiao pursed her lips, squeezed out the sword formula with both hands, put her left hand across her right elbow, opened her eyes suddenly, and a silver sword intent between the two fingers of her right hand pierced through the clouds and thrust towards the center of the quicksand valley. enter!

As if feeling this astonishing momentum, the valley of quicksand that had been surging was silent for a moment, and a gap was opened in the rolling yellow sand, and the appearance of the black hole was frightening for no reason.

"This……"

Before the nine people took out their swords, no matter whether there was a flying sword responding or not, there was no such strange scene.For a moment, including Xu Shumo, everyone held their breath and stared at Wan Jiangu.

Before Yan Xiao had time to ask the system what was going on, the scene in front of him changed again!

The sky, which was still clear and clear just now, was filled with dark clouds in an instant, and a huge dark dome enveloped the surrounding fields, almost pressing down towards Tianji Peak.A strong wind blew up, rolling the surrounding leaves and making an astonishing noise. The people in the Arctic Palace were also disheveled by the wind and stood unsteadily. They all gathered behind the rock where Xu Shumo was standing to hide, and no longer cared about seeing what was going on at Yan Xiao’s side. How about it.

Yan Xiao's forehead was already densely covered with a layer of cold sweat. He was standing alone at the vent, avoiding the inevitable. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't panicking, but in his current state, he couldn't hold back his hands and flinched. He could only grit his teeth and hold on, secretly praying to Wan Jiangu for a quick result.

"Even if I don't have anything..." Yan Xiao regretted for the [-]th time that he insisted on coming here today, "Hurry up, stop, stop, stop..."

As if feeling Yan Xiao's devout intentions, the dark and dark sky was illuminated by the lightning that suddenly crossed the sky, and this lightning, like a sword, fell exactly in the direction pointed by Yan Xiao's sword intent. Into the valley of quicksand.

There was a rumbling sound in Wanjian Valley, just when everyone's hearts were in their throats——

The strong wind stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, Tianji Peak was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Except for Yan Xiao who was already sweating through his heavy clothes and was sitting on the ground panting heavily, with a sword at his feet.

"Junior Brother Yan!"

Qin Changfeng ran to Yan Xiao with shame on his face and wanted to help him up, but as soon as he took Yan Xiao's hand, he shivered from the biting cold.

"It's okay..." Yan Xiao wiped off his sweat, and shook his head at the disciples of the Arctic Palace who surrounded him, "It's just that I was too nervous just now, I'm fine."

Only then did everyone turn their curious eyes to Yan Xiao's flying sword.

They have all seen the confluence of wind and cloud and the sudden change of heaven and earth just now. The flying sword that can make such a big battle must be an unparalleled weapon in the world.

With this in mind, when they went to see Yan Xiao's flying sword together, they were dumbfounded.

Uh... this is really, a bit simple...

Yan Xiao finally regained his composure. Seeing everyone's slightly embarrassed expressions, he picked up the flying sword and looked at it himself. He was also dumbfounded.

The sword in front of him has no scabbard, and the black body of the sword looks bare and without edges, like a... a fire stick.

What was even more frightening was that there was a crack on the fire stick.

Yan Xiao picked up his sword and looked left and right, not letting go of any detail.

After all, he was also a time traveler who grew up reading novels. For some reason, he had seen a lot of routines where the peerless magic weapon looked like a broken weapon, and he also had immunity.

What's more, even if this flying sword is fake, he already has the natal sword Yishui Elegy, so he doesn't care about it.

He just needs a chance to use the flying sword in front of decent people in the cultivation world.

Therefore, Yan Xiao doesn't really care whether the sword in front of him is really broken or fake.

He was thinking in his own mind, but in the eyes of others, he became "too lost to speak", "unbelievable and unwilling to give up", "suffering, aggrieved and going crazy".

Yan Xiao had no time to care about what other people were thinking. He was just about to see what was going on with the crack on the sword, but just as it was handed to him, a hand pulled him up from the ground, forcibly interrupting his train of thought.

"I—" Yan Xiao looked up, and when he saw the disapproving gaze of his master in front of him, he swallowed the second half of the sentence honestly.

"What is your name?"

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment before realizing that Xu Shumo was asking about his flying sword, so he quickly stood at attention obediently, held the sword flat with both hands, and handed it to Xu Shumo, saying, "It's called 'Jinghong'."

"En." Xu Shumo responded, but did not reach out to take it, "Now that you know the name, this sword has been recognized as its owner, and you should use it comfortably in the future."

"Disciple knows." Yan Xiao agreed very smoothly.

"Take them back and get the master master back." Xu Shumo said a few words to Zhong Jingping who was beside him, and then pulled Yan Xiao, who was not knowing what to think, on his flying sword "Zhaoying".Under the complicated eyes of other disciples, the two disappeared into the sky again.

"What do you think?"

Xu Shumo had never asked this kind of question before, so Yan Xiao was a little flustered for a moment, and after a long pause, he said: "The disciple is just thinking, why this sword, which looks ordinary, can cause such a big change just now."

Xu Shumo gave a "hmm" and looked at him calmly and intently.

Yan Xiao didn't understand for a while, his mind went blank, and he continued on his own: "...disciple has just used spiritual power to explore, this sword has nothing to hide, it seems to be like this..."

Xu Shumo said "hmm" again.

At this moment, Yan Xiao didn't know what to say. Xu Shumo didn't speak, and he didn't speak either.

But to Yan Xiao's surprise, when he met Xu Shumo's gaze calmly, it was Xu Shumo who flinched first.

I saw my master's lips move slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he put his hand to his mouth and pretended to cough lightly, then turned around and said:

"You don't have to worry too much, I will help you find a way to refine it later... If it doesn't work, we will look for it slowly in the future."

Yan Xiao responded blankly, so the master and apprentice had nothing to say, until "Zhaoying" drove them to stop at Kaiyang Peak, and Yan Xiao's extremely dull and dull brain reacted.

It turns out... just now, Master felt that he was wronged and pitiful, so he wanted to comfort himself!

Yan Xiao thought of Xu Shumo's eye movements just now, his whole heart seemed to be soaked in honey, it was so sweet that he wanted to cry.

Want to comfort others, but have never had this kind of experience, and even... shy?

My master is too cute!

Yan Xiao was thinking wildly there, he was happy in his heart, and couldn't hide the smile on his face no matter what.As soon as Xu Shumo turned around, he saw the corners of the eyes and brows of his beautiful little disciple were full of smiles, and the originally exquisite facial features were enhanced to [-] points by this expression. Anyone who looks at his current appearance will not be able to help his eyes to be attracted.

Xu Shumo was a little cramped just now, but now he has calmed down again.

Yan Xiao's joy was so contagious that even Xu Shumo, who was at the side, couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and his tone of voice softened a little.

"Why are you so happy all of a sudden? But what happened?"

Yan Xiao raised his head, looked at Xu Shumo with a smile, but said in his mouth: "It's nothing, I'm just happy to have a flying sword at last."

Xu Shumo didn't think much, nodded and said, "I'll go back to the main peak, the Arctic Palace, and I'll help you look at your sword after I'm done."

Yan Xiao immediately asked: "What else is there? Master must go there in person."

Xu Shumo said: "Today is the day when Master Qu Ning died. Have you forgotten that there is a great sacrifice every 30 years in the Arctic Palace?"

Uh……

He really forgot.

Xu Shumo saw the little disciple petrifying on the side, and reached out to pat his head.

"I'll be back when I finish my work over there, don't worry."

No, I didn't mean this!

As soon as Yan Xiao heard him say that today is the day when Qu Ning died, she vaguely felt that there was something important in her mind, but she couldn't think of it for a while.

Hey, my brain is probably not filled with sea water.

Seeing that Xu Shumo was about to leave with the flying sword, Yan Xiao was inspired and shouted to Xu Shumo:

"Master! This disciple still has something to say!"

Xu Shumo stood on the sword and turned to look at him.

Yan Xiao was completely anxious just now, which is why he has such an indomitable momentum.Now being stared at by the Lord, he couldn't help lowering his head again and hesitating.

"Master must come back earlier. The apprentice has prepared some things. If the time passes and it's tomorrow, it will be bad."

Xu Shumo felt strange in his heart, but he took note of what Yan Xiao said was serious.

"Got it, I'll be right back."

"It's a deal!" Yan Xiao immediately changed back to a smiling face, "That apprentice is waiting on the Kaiyang Peak sword training platform."

Standing on the sword and looking at him, Xu Shumo suddenly felt an urge to reach out and silence his disciple's head.