The next door boss that I missed in those years

Zheng Yu was leaning against the pool in the yard, paddling the clear water with his slender white and slender hands, a few beautiful golden-tailed carp in the pool swirled obediently around Zheng Yu's fingers.

Yi Ping waited beside him, and called Master a few times softly.

Zheng Yu stood up, the water droplets on his hands slid down his wrist, submerged in the silky fabric of Zheng Yu's body, and slowly disappeared.He looked at Yi Ping, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

His third apprentice usually came to him for nothing, but it seemed that this time he was in a hurry.

Yi Ping looked at Zheng Yu in front of him, and couldn't help sighing, the master is really beautiful, and his expression was a little dull for a while.

This looked a little silly, and Zheng Yu gave him a very dissatisfied look.

Yi Ping adjusted his expression, changed to a more painful one, and said: "Master, it's not that this disciple is meddling. This time, this disciple really couldn't take it anymore."

So Yi Ping added fuel and jealousy to accuse the two children of Tianyunzong for hurting his precious apprentice, paused and began to criticize Wangxia's greedy behavior, and then thought about how Tianyunzong a few days ago Zong brought up all the big and small things about Xuanqingmen's provocation.

Zheng Yu knew that his apprentice had been wronged, but he really didn't want to listen to him talking about so much nonsense.He knew all these things, and the faults were equally divided, half of which was caused by Tian Yunzong, and half of which was caused by Xuanqingmen's narrow-mindedness.

Although he and Meng Qiyan were not on good terms, they were still sensible, so they went with the disciples.

But this time, it was indeed Tian Yunzong who went too far.

Yi Ping glanced at Hui Yu's expression, which could not be seen in anger, and then stepped forward and said, "This time, my apprentice also intercepted the treasure of the Tianyun Sect...it is said to be a congratulatory gift for the head of the Lingxiao Sect."

Lingxiaomen?

Zheng Yu frowned slightly, he remembered this real person Chonggu, and really couldn't take a good impression of this troublemaker.

Only he and Meng Qiyan knew about this matter. The reason why Meng Qiyan's senior brother died was inseparable from this troublesome Chonggu.

In other words, half of the root cause of the conflict between Xuanqingmen and Tianyunzong could be attributed to Chonggu.

Zheng Yu is a narrow-minded person. After so many years, there are almost no people of his generation. Besides, Zheng Yu has such a noble appearance, and he has a face that fools everyone. Few people of the younger generation know that he holds grudges. little problem.

"What about the gift?" He wanted to see what kind of gift Meng Qiyan would give this old man.

When the wooden box was opened and the radiant sword was displayed in front of the eyes of the people in the yard, there were exclamations from all around.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

Zheng Yu was also stunned for a moment, it's not like he hasn't seen such treasures before, such handwriting can only come from Meng Qiyan and his precious apprentice.

He was a little annoyed that no matter which of the two men made the sword, it was a little too good a gift.

The short sword was infused with the soul of the sword, and Zheng Yu could feel that there were two souls surging on the sword, and he was faintly afraid of him in front of him.

Why are you all afraid?He hates me that much?

And a sword has to be done together, he has such a big face in Lingxiaomen.

Yi Ping looked at Hui Yu's slightly frowned brows, and said tentatively, "If Master likes it, I'll order someone to hold it..."

Zheng Yu lowered his eyes and shook his head.

He is not such a greedy person.

It's just that the person said that sentence just now.

"If you like it, I'll keep it for you and not give it to others."

Yi Ping heard Zheng Yu ask softly: "Is this a dagger?"

Yi Ping nodded: "Yes, the dagger, the blade is made of black iron, the hilt is made of chrysanthemum stone, the blade..."

Zheng Yu suddenly waved his sleeves, the wooden box fell to the ground, and the radiant dagger rolled several times on the marble floor.

Everyone in the yard was shocked.

Yi Ping's mouth almost didn't close. He hasn't seen his master get so angry in nearly 100 years. Is this a bit too much for him?

Zheng Yu turned around and ordered a few words: "People first buckle it, don't make any noise."

Yi Ping nodded numbly, and quickly ordered people to retreat.

After everyone left, Hui Yu leaned over to look at the spiritual weapon surrounded by clear light on the ground, feeling more and more dissatisfied in his heart.

You said you would give me a dagger, only give it to me.

Qi Si received Jin Wen's order to clean up the temple of the head.

Qi Si, who was wiping his sword, was very puzzled. When did he become a disciple of cleaning?After coming to Xuanqing Sect for nearly a month, not only did he not have a master, but now he is not even allowed to practice the kung fu?

Jin Wen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "I didn't ask you to do odd jobs...it's like this...There is a small trouble in the courtyard of the head of the sect, and the disciples of the gold department must go. There are indeed a few other elders, just Well... I don't dare to go..."

What, dare not go?

Jin Wen smirked at him, she really didn't dare, looking at everyone with the cold face of the sect leader, everyone felt that she had caused trouble, besides, a disciple went to him and was scalded by the sword.

Yes, it was hot.

Artifacts have spirits, and one of the lessons of gold-type spells is to practice the fit with metal weapons. Good gold-type spell practitioners can freely touch spirit weapons, and can repair damaged spirit weapons like a refiner .In a certain sense, in Tianyunzong's art of refining weapons, many outstanding figures have the roots of learning metal spells, such as Yiyun Daoist.

Jin Wen saw that the disciples who were about the same level as her ran back in despair, so she had to turn her eyes to the little disciple who was wiping the sword.

I have to say that Qi Si is really talented.

Qi Si could master the spell that Jin Wen gave him after a few practice sessions. Now, after a few days, Qi Si can practice using the sword. The sword is the best weapon for a gold-type magician, and Qi Si also uses it. Quite smoothly.

So Jin Wen thinks he can try it, anyway, if it doesn't work, you can ask the head to handle it...

So Qi Si was led to the Luhua Hall where the head is.

From a long distance away, he saw the sword lying alone on the bricks and stones in the yard, still shining beautifully.

Qi Si squatted beside the sword, studying this beautiful sword, and found that the blade of Xuantie seemed to be slightly damaged, artificially damaged, as if injured by some air current...

Qi Si took a deep breath and lightly touched the blade of the sword.

Hey, it's not hot!

Qi Si was overjoyed, and gently held the sword with both hands. The moment his right hand touched the sword, his fingertips felt a burst of coolness, which was very comfortable. Qi Si put his left hand on it, and immediately felt extremely refreshed , as if the soul is trembling comfortably.

Artifact is really a good thing hahaha.

Qi Si enjoyed it for a while, and felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the small groove on the sword body. He couldn't help touching the groove lightly with his hand, and chanted a spell that he was somewhat familiar with.

I saw the brilliance of the fingertips flowing, and the damaged sword body was slowly healing.

Qi Si was also very surprised, what happened to him, this is too amazing, he has just learned the metal spell for less than a month, and he will be able to mend the sword?Jin Wen didn't teach him how to mend the sword either.

Qi Si caught a glimpse of the figure behind him from the corner of his eye, and turned around to look in panic, only to see Zheng Yu in white looking at him steadily, his beautiful pupils were full of indistinct emotions.

It was the first time for Qi Si to see such a beautiful person, but somehow he felt very familiar. He didn't dare to move. After a while, he realized that this should be the fairy head Jin Wen mentioned, so he hurriedly bowed and bowed.

Zheng Yu bent down to look at him, picked up the short sword sideways, and was a little surprised when he saw the intact blade.

The grooves on the sword were scratched by his own breath when he hit the sword on the ground. Logically speaking, there are very few gold disciples in the Xuanqing sect who can practice swords, let alone the sword made by that person.

The sword soul will attack outsiders, except for some powerful masters and sword makers.

And this child not only touched the sword, but also repaired it.

This kind of thing only...

Looking at Qi Si who was kneeling in front of him, Zheng Yu felt a little bewildered.

His big apprentice died in front of him, and he died so thoroughly that his soul was scattered.

Qi Si heard the pleasant voice of the person in front of him: "Are you that Qi Si from Tianyun Sect?"

Qi Si's hands were shaking, the master remembered his name!The head also knows where he came from!Simply a special treat!

Qi Si raised his head and nodded in panic.

Zheng Yu handed the sword to Qi Si who was kneeling, and said, "Get up."

Qi Si got up holding the sword, and heard Zheng Yu ask: "Where did you learn the art of swordsmanship?"

"Uh... that, I used to study with... the craftsman under the Tianyun Sect... yes, I have studied..."

Zheng Yu smiled and looked at Qi Si who was stuttering, this reason was very clever, and Zheng Yu was too embarrassed to expose him, after all, only the direct disciples of the Sky Cloud Sect can learn to practice swords...

Qi Si looked at Zheng Yu, sweating from behind.

"Do you like this sword?"

Qi Si looked at the short sword, it was very beautiful and expensive.

"Xixi... I like it." Qi Si felt that he had only one answer. He couldn't say that the sword was too ugly and he didn't like it, could he?This is also too fake.

Zheng Yu turned around and stepped up: "I'll see you off."

what what?

Qi Si felt that he suffered a little too much stimulation today. First, he somehow knew that he had a great ability, then he saw the head of the sect like a fairy, and then he got an extremely precious sword.

What a colorful life!

The author has something to say: Zheng Yu: "You said you would give me a dagger."

Meng Qiyan: "Honey, I've already given you a long sword."

Zheng Yu: "I don't care, I want it, huh huh"

Meng Qiyan: "..."