Chapter 14 Return

"How can you stand this!"

Looking at the flying sword held by Pu's hands, Mo Shoucheng's voice trembled with shock. At this time, isn't what Pulao held in his hand his own flying sword?

Although Mo Shoucheng still doesn't know what is powerful about this flying sword, he has also seen Pu Lao's envoy. Except for those practitioners who do not use flying swords as weapons, which practitioners do not regard their flying swords as treasures? What's more, once the flying sword is included in Yuanying's quenching, it will be connected to the owner's spirit. Although Mo Shoucheng knew that Pu firmly would definitely give him a flying sword or magic weapon as compensation for the good water sword. But how did you think that the other party took out all the flying swords of his imperial envoy?

Pu's face was red, not because of shame, but because of excitement. He stroked the seven-star thunder sword and said, "That day, Moxian's nephew's flying sword was broken under the explosion of Yuanying, and although this flying sword saved me, it was also damaged. At this time, I have repaired it, and it is more powerful than before. Is it possible that Mo Xian's nephew despised it!"

He said three things in this sentence, one of which was the reason, which once again showed that it was his responsibility to damage the flying sword. The second indicates that the flying sword has been repaired, which means that the flying sword is no longer refined by him and has nothing to do with him. The last sentence was deliberately forced with his identity.

How can Mo Shoucheng not know what Pu Lao means, but the other party's words have come to this point, but how can he make concessions? However, he knew in his heart that although his good water flying sword was good, he was only the top of the magic weapon. But Pu Lao is going to give him the seven-star thunder sword at this time, but it is already a spiritual sword of the spiritual weapon level.

He took a small step back and wanted to ask Sikonglan beside him for help. Sikong Lan only thought he didn't see it, and even a little disapproved of it. He laughed in his heart and said: Xiaomo is brave and resourceful. Regardless of his temperament and cultivation, it is rare in immortals and demons in terms of his age. But these small details are so cautious, but they are a little less sharp. Since Uncle Pulao sincerely gave him a sword, he would readily accept it. This is not a big deal!

Pu firmly held the flying sword and blushed but stopped talking. The two elders Ding Ruiding Zhan also came up to persuade them. The seriousness of the matter between the two words would rise to the relationship between Xuantian Pavilion and Qingyun Daomen. Their brothers have always been a living treasure. Although they are in the position of elders, in addition to dealing with serious matters in the cabinet, they usually look like old urchins. They are extremely friendly and have always been loved by the disciples in the pavilion.

In the end, the matter of giving the sword was settled by Sikongxuan, an old fox-like man. He cleared his throat and pretended to say to Pu Lao, "Brother Pu, I see that the two immortal stones in the middle are of great use in the cabinet. Don't plan carefully to see how much you can buy for Qingyun Daomen at that time... Everyone is the same lineage of Xianmen. Although you want to help, but..."

Even this matter was taken out as a threat. Although Mo Shoucheng couldn't laugh or cry, he only felt that these elders of Xuantian Pavilion were too absurd and difficult for them to act. But they are sincere, but Mo Shoucheng has also really experienced it at this moment. In the end, Mo Shoucheng had to reluctantly take over the seven-star thunder sword from Pu's hand and bowed to thank him.

If he is unhappy, it is too hypocritical, but he is also a little uneasy and grateful. In my heart, I just want to avenge the great revenge. As long as this body is still there, it is better to do something to repay the other party.

So the matter was finally settled, and then everyone discussed some trivial matters together, and Mo Shoucheng also took the opportunity to say goodbye. Only when he said it, Pu Lao had already stretched out three fingers at him and said, "You need to stay here for at least three days, otherwise who will teach you the driving change of the seven-star array of the seven-star thunder sword?"

Mo Shoucheng shook his head, and he really couldn't wait any longer. The time of going down the mountain has far exceeded his thoughts before departure, and the news waiting for him at the Shimen must have been anxious. Moreover, this time, there are continuous disturbances along the way. There is no peace in the fairy and demon road, and there are many visions, and there are ancient demons and evils and mysterious demons.

The most important thing is that he heard Si Konglan tell him that all the Xiuzhen sects near the East China Sea were attacked. What a big deal it is! Moreover, the group of people of the Ancient Demon Gate, even the Xuantian Pavilion dare to provoke. Don't you know if they dare to attack the Qingyun Taoist Gate?!

Although he did have his own purpose to invest in Qingyun Daomen, he was also instructed by the magician. However, in the past few years when he practiced on Qingyun Mountain, Feiyun really treated him like a son. Yan Yun, the little girl who seemed to grow up, always followed his buttocks and shouted. Even if there were few other brothers who did not have much contact with him, now Mo Shoucheng feel very kind when he recalls. In this situation, how can he not worry about the safety of the teacher? What's more, even if Qingyun Daomen is fine, he should go back.

It's just that Pu Lao, the immortal predecessor, was so responsible that he had to keep him anyway and teach him all the swordsmanship before he was willing to let him go. In a few words, the two had another tug-of-war.

Mo Shoucheng has lost his bad temper, but in any case, the other party is for his own good and his predecessor, and he can't just turn away. Finally, Sikong Xuan, who still sneered beside him, came out to say something again, and the two made a compromise. On the one hand, from now on, Mo Shoucheng has learned the means of swords with Pu Lao, and at the same time let Xuantian Pavilion prepare some road needs for him. At this time tomorrow, if there is no church part, Pu Lao will write it into the jade slip and let Mo Shoucheng explore by himself.

After such an agreement, the little farce finally came to an end. At present, the three elders were busy again, and Sikong Lan was sent to prepare his luggage. And Mo Shoucheng followed Pu Lao and learned the art of swordsmanship.

This seven-star thunder sword is a medium-grade spiritual weapon. At this time, it is just barely controlled by its cultivation. If you want to really give full play to its subtleties, you have to wait for him to have the realm of the sword. But Pu Lao didn't care. He first taught him some simple methods, and then explained in detail the different functions and control methods of the seven arrays placed on the sword body.

Mo Shou's sincere understanding is extremely high, and his memory is good. Although Pu Lao's explanation is cumbersome, even if he can't understand some of the subtle changes, he will force himself to remember and slowly understand them in the future. Only in this way, Pu Rao's original intention to save all the jade slips he intended to write. In addition to joy, Pu Rao said with some regret: Why is this child a descendant of Qingyun Daomen!

On the second day, Mo Shoucheng said goodbye to everyone.

He took the small bag from Sikong Lan's hand and put it in the Xuling Dharma Ring. Then he rode on the machine beast and said goodbye to the Xuantian Pavilion who came to see him off.

What was in the bag? He didn't have a chance to ask Sikong Lan. In his mind, it was nothing more than some elixirs to eat. Whether it was expensive or not was the other party's intention. What's more, he even received the precious flying sword. Isn't it very hypocritical to care about this?

Pu Lao did not come to say goodbye. Although it was a little difficult for everyone to understand, it seemed to be understandable. But Jing Li came to replace him, which surprised the three elders a little.

"Thank you very much." Jing Li still looked arrogant. He walked to Mo Shoucheng, held his hand and saluted, said these two short words, and then turned away. Naturally, his action made the onlookers' disciples of Xuantian Pavilion confused. Only the three elders who were close to him smiled and knew in their hearts that it was Jing Li, as the head of the Xuantian Pavilion, who expressed his gratitude to Mo Shoucheng for his righteous help, and at the same time, in his personal capacity, apologized for his previous remarks.

In terms of Jing Li's nature at this time, they are very satisfied with being able to do this. After waiting for Mo Shoucheng to return the gift, today's separation should also come to a perfect end. At this time, Sikonglan suddenly rose up with his sword and rushed to Mo Shoucheng. He turned around and said to his father with a smile, "Dad, my travel and practice is not over yet. Now there is nothing to do with me in Xuantian Pavilion. I'll accompany Xiaomo."

"What?" As soon as Mo Shoucheng opened his mouth to express his surprise, he was covered by Sikonglan.

Sikong Xuan saw the resolute look in his son's eyes and pondered for a while, so he laughed and said, "If you are such a big person, you have to decide what to do. Just remember not to fall into the face of Xuantian Pavilion. Don't make trouble outside, and ask us to clean up your tail!"

Anyway, the reason Sikong Lan found is reasonable. His travel and practice has not yet expired. Of course, Sikongxuan did not let his son fool around. In fact, he also had thoughts in his heart: he had no clue about the ancient demon family, but according to the signs of the last contact, there were some unclear relationship between the leader at that time and the teenager Mo Shoucheng. Lan'er was beside the teenager, saying that whether it was surveillance, help or colleagues, he may be able to find clues about the ancient demon gate from him.

Since Sikong Xuan, an old man, did not object, he was naturally happy to walk with this friend for a while. The two waved goodbye again and turned around and left.

For a long time, the shadow outline of the Xuantian Pavilion behind him has been far away.

"Xiaolan, are you going to Qingyun Mountain with me this time?" Although Sikonglan said that she wanted to walk with him before, she didn't make it clear when she would go with him and whether she had her own goal.

Sikong Lan smiled and said, "Yes, there is nothing else anyway. This is the rule of our Xuantian Pavilion. The disciples who have cultivated everything to the sword stage must follow the orders of the elders to travel into China to increase their knowledge. Sometimes they will also order some tasks. However, depending on the individual, it is uncertain how long it will take to go out. I remember an unlucky brother who set a deadline for Uncle Pu Lao to travel for ten years.

He said that he had laughed and stroked his palms, "If it were me for ten years, I would accidentally meet a girl I like, and I'm afraid that there will be children when I return to the cabinet."

Mo Shoucheng knew his nature, but he didn't say much, but when he heard him mention the girl he liked, he thought of Butterfly Leaf Blue for no reason.