Downstairs in the Xuan Palace, Mo Tianyu was well-informed, and he glanced at the unsightly jet-black short sword in Changsheng's hand, but he didn't have the slightest contempt, and said in surprise, "Is this the magic weapon that the Changsheng Mansion Master is talking about?"

Changsheng saw Mo Tianyu's expression in his eyes, if Mo Tianyu showed a disapproving look, he would have to doubt Mo Tianyu's eyes!

Holding a short sword more than two feet long, he solemnly handed it to Mo Tianyu, and said, "This short sword is a little different, Senior Mo ......"

Mo Tianyu solemnly took the jet-black short sword, and was instantly dragged to bend down, and his arms were violently forced, before he exclaimed in surprise and stabilized his figure!

But after holding the short sword tightly, all the weight suddenly disappeared without a trace, becoming light, Mo Tianyu carefully looked at the three small characters of 'Kunlun Ji' on the short sword, and asked in disbelief, "This short sword is the sword of the former Xuangong Mansion Master, let's damage that senior's relic like this, something is wrong!"

Damn! Changsheng scolded secretly in his heart, why are these guys so pedantic? What about the relics of the previous landlord?

It's also a waste to put it in the Xuangong Building, so it's better to take it out and use it yourself!

Moreover, the landlord named Kunlun Ji is the seventeenth generation of the owner of the Xuangong Palace, and he doesn't know how many years he has been dead, is he still unwilling?

Can you crawl out of the grave to find me?

However, Changsheng would not say these words explicitly, and after thinking about the words, he replied, "There are rules in the Xuangong Building, I can use the divine weapons inside, as long as these weapons are returned to the Xuangong Building at the right time...... Senior Mo polished this short sword with confidence, and all the responsibilities were borne by Changsheng!"

"Since the landlord said so, Mo Mou didn't say anything! However, this short sword is made of legendary vibranium, and Mo Mou is not sure to polish the blade......"

......

Sent away Jiang Xueyi and Feng Jiao, who couldn't wait to go home, and returned to the Ancient Hall of Immortals!

After more than a day of rest, Changsheng was already exhausted, and just wanted to rest for a while, he was woken up by a knock on the door, "The master of the Xuangong Mansion is here?"

Changsheng opened the door of the Zhengu Hall a little helplessly, and saw Kun Zhengyang and Dean Gu standing outside the door!

"Two seniors, please enter the ......" The basic etiquette Changsheng still understands, hug his fists and salute, and let the two uncles enter the Zhengu Hall!

Strength is the foundation of status, without the corresponding strength as the foundation, no matter how high the status is, it is just an attic in the air, and it cannot be counted!

Dean Gu handed over the stack of clothes in his hand to Changsheng, and said with a smile, "These are the four sets of civil and military clothes that the academy made for the Xuangong Mansion Lord, the Xuangong Mansion Owner has collected it, the Ziyun Huashang is very complicated to embroider, it will take at least half a month to make it, please bear with the Xuangong Mansion Lord, wait a minute, I will send Lu Feng to send some furniture over...... The old man won't bother the owner of the Xuangong Mansion and the old man Kun, and say goodbye!"

"Thank you Dean Gu, Dean Gu is leaving!" Changsheng thanked him and respectfully sent Dean Gu away.

The elder of the Miscellaneous Gate Kun saw Changsheng's expression in his eyes, and nodded secretly, Changsheng was only twelve years old, and he was the lord of the Xuangong Mansion with a respected status, and he was not arrogant, humble and polite, it really didn't look like the performance of a child!

It's a pity that Changsheng is only the nominal son of the Miscellaneous Sect, and he still has to leave the Miscellaneous Sect in the end......

Kun Zhengyang sighed slightly with some reluctance, but suddenly thought that he was a little greedy and obsessed, how could a disciple like Changsheng succumb to the miscellaneous sect?

Changsheng naturally couldn't have known, this old Kun Bo thought about it a lot, put down the four sets of regular clothes in his hand, and said, "Old Kun Bo, please!"

"Changsheng, you're welcome!" Kun Zhengyang smiled and picked up the clothes sent by Dean Gu, shook them open and looked at them!

This is a set of literary clothes, in fact, it is a dark blue robe, embroidered with a small ink unicorn on the chest, and there are two small traditional characters on the sleeves 'Xuangong' with a slightly darker belt, which can show the respect of the owner of the Xuangong Palace.

"This Xuangong landlord's civil and military clothes, the old man is also the first time to see it, immortal, put on a try......"

Changsheng agreed, took off the young son's regular clothes that he had just changed into, put on this dark blue literary dress, tied up his belt, hung the unicorn jade pendant around his waist, and walked to the dressing mirror to take a look!

The truth that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, it's really not to say, the dark blue robe will reflect the immortality more fairly, except for the slightly immature face, he is a handsome young man.

"Yes, yes, the master of the Immortal Mansion went to the inner miscellaneous door with the old man, how about it?" Kun Zhengyang spoke, turned around and walked out of the ancient hall!

Changsheng frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, caught up with Kun Zhengyang in front of him, and walked towards the Holy Dragon Mouth who had just left......

In a huge hidden cave, piled with countless messy books, in this pile of books, sits a man in his thirties!

The man's silver hair fluttered casually, and he was dressed in a wide black robe, which reflected the man with a sense of fairy wind and bones.

But at this time, Changsheng was looking at the middle-aged man with an angry face, and his eyes returned to Kun Zhengyang coldly!

On the way to the inner gate, Kun Zhengyang said that he had no way to cure the immortal meridians, but just told Changsheng that he wanted to introduce a senior master to Changsheng!

And the man in his thirties in front of him must be the 'senior master' that Kun Zhengyang said.

"Zhengyang greets Kunlun seniors...... Kun Zhengyang bowed respectfully, seeing that Changsheng next to him was standing upright, without the slightest intention of worshipping, and said in a low voice, "Changsheng, what are you doing in a daze, don't you want to meet Kunlun seniors?"

When he thought that he was like a leather ball, being kicked around by these people, the anger in Changsheng's heart didn't come to one place, where did he care if he was superior or not?

Seeing that this person is only in his thirties, no matter how tall he is, how tall can he be, and how tall can he be higher than today's giants?

Straight and straight, with his hands behind his back, he didn't move!

"Hahaha...... Zhengyang, you go get busy first!" The middle-aged man looked at Changsheng's expression in his eyes and said with a smile.

"Junior, let's leave!" Kun Zhengyang bowed respectfully, turned back to Changsheng and whispered, "Changsheng, don't be rude!"

"Hmph......" Changsheng snorted coldly and replied!

The middle-aged man waved his hand and asked Kun Zhengyang to leave, then he put down the books in his hand, looked at the straight and straight Changsheng, and said lightly, "You come to help the old man sort out these books!"

Changsheng still didn't move, and replied unceremoniously, "Listen to Uncle Kun and say, can you heal the atrophied meridians for me?"

"Maybe, maybe not, is it important to cultivate the inner family martial arts?"

"Damn," Changsheng scolded in his heart, what nonsense did this guy say, seeing that there was no embroidery on the sleeves of the middle-aged man, and then thinking of Kun Zhengyang calling this person a senior, in addition to the giant and the two deacons in the entire Mo family, who else could make the miscellaneous uncle call him 'senior'?

"Aren't you a senior of the Mo family?"

"It can be yes or it can't, is identity that important?"

I really couldn't stand this guy who was playing tricks, and Changsheng asked again unceremoniously, "Can you really heal the meridians that are shrinking underneath?"

"If you want, old decay can be cured...... Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Really?"

"Naturally, take it seriously!"

"Prove it to me......"

If you believe it, you will stay, if you don't believe it, you will turn around and leave...... Remember, boy, it was you who came to beg the old man, not the old man begged you!"

"Okay, even if the juniors ask for the seniors, then, what do the seniors want from Changsheng?" Changsheng took a few steps closer and replied in a light tone!

"Hehe, you've got to the point...... middle-aged man continued while sorting out the books around him, "First, only if you satisfy the old man, the old man will heal the meridians and acupoints for you;

"How can I satisfy my seniors, and what can I do for them?"

"Let's not talk about this for the time being, you can help the old man sort out the books first......

Changsheng looked at the middle-aged man and the messy pile of books suspiciously, but still didn't move!

"Dare to ask the seniors' surnames?"

"Old man Kunlun Ji!" The middle-aged man looked back at Changsheng, with a hint of imperceptible intriguing in his eyes!

"Huh?" Changsheng was taken aback, this name was very familiar to him, the jet-black short sword he had just given to Mo Tianyu was not Kunlun Ji, the master of the Xuangong Mansion in the previous generation?

However, that Kunlun Mansion Master was a figure from three hundred years ago, how could he still be alive?

In this way, it must be this person who borrowed the name of the Xuangong Mansion Master!

Thinking of this, Changsheng had no good impression of the middle-aged man, and silently scolded in his heart, selling his reputation and reputation.

"Hehe......" Kunlun Ji didn't urge immortality, turned around and picked up a thick book and flipped through it, without looking back, "You have to understand, except for the old man, no one in the entire Mo family can heal your meridians and acupoints, if you believe it, come to help, if you don't believe it, leave ......"

After stopping for a long time, Changsheng sighed slightly, although the road ahead was slim, he had no choice, and silently stepped forward to pick up a book and opened it!

This is a book that introduces metal refining, Changsheng glanced at the book and placed it on the bookshelf where the engineering books were stored, and the middle-aged man looked through the books in his hand without raising his head as if he hadn't seen Changsheng......

This sorting is the rest of the month, in addition to eating and sleeping, it is to sort out the books in the library hole, despite this, the two of them have not even finished sorting out a book cave!

The Inner Miscellaneous Gate is in charge of twenty-four book collection caves, and the caves contain the books accumulated by the entire Mo family for thousands of years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain of books!

And there are only two people in Kunlun Ji and Changsheng, and if you want to sort out all these books, you will never be able to do it in thirty or fifty years.

Whenever he returned to Shuojin Academy, or on the way to the library cave, Changsheng couldn't stop sighing, his life was almost ruined!

I thought about not going, and I was a little reluctant, but if I sorted it out so slowly, what year and month would it be......