This time, Shen Muzhi's 'disappearance' is known to everyone on the entire Zhengyang Peak.

However, Shen Muzhi didn't know that Zhou Yu and Zhao He had asked other people to help him in order to find him, and they almost didn't turn over the entire Zhengyang Peak, so they didn't know that it had only been a few days, and he had made a name for himself on Zhengyang Peak again. And, only one night later, the fame spread.

Early the next morning, he reported to the Little Spirit Sword Pavilion as usual.

Zhao Zhengguang saw him, as if yesterday's events had not happened, and he didn't say a word about yesterday's events. Shen Muzhi was actually a little looking forward to Zhao Zhengguang being able to mention a few words, he had been boxing downstairs all night last night, and he had been thinking about this matter in his mind, he had prepared a few words, and he also wanted to talk to the master, but Zhao Zhengguang didn't give him this opportunity at all.

The two of them first had a few words of conversation about the Zhengyang Sword Technique, and then Zhao Zhengguang carefully checked the situation in his dantian.

Regarding the matter of the jade sword taking the initiative to absorb Shen Mu's spiritual power, Zhao Zhengguang carefully inspected it, and then sat opposite with an expressionless face, silent.

When Shen Muyi saw this, he suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly asked, "Master, how is it?"

Zhao Zhengguang glanced at him, and the fingers resting on the table moved slightly, and a soft sound of 'click' fell on the table.

Shen Muzhi's heart also trembled slightly.

"Let me ask you, what is the relationship between this jade sword and you?" Zhao Zhengguang stared at him with deep eyes, and his eyebrows were full of inquiry.

Shen Mu's heart suddenly shook.

Although Zhao Zhengguang is his master, for some reasons, in this Great Sword Sect, the most trusted person in his heart is always He Xian. Therefore, about the origin of this jade sword, he only mentioned it to He Xian.

originally thought that if Zhao Zhengguang asked one day, he would say. If he doesn't ask, then he doesn't mention it. It's just that I didn't expect Zhao Zhengguang to see the clue so quickly.

Now that he chose to put it in front of him, Shen Muzhi hesitated for a moment, but still chose to tell the truth: "This sword is a relic left to me by my mother. ”

"The relics left by your mother?" Zhao Zhengguang frowned when he heard this.

The situation of the Shen family, he naturally sent someone to investigate, and after making sure that there was no problem, he decided to accept Shen Muzhi as an apprentice. It's just that now Shen Muzhi said that this jade sword was actually a relic of his mother, so who was his mother?

Ordinary people would not have such a high-grade flying sword.

Zhao Zhengguang stared at Shen Muzhi, trying to see some clues from his face.

But Shen Muzhi lowered his head, and he couldn't see anything except a little apology.

"Your mother'......" Zhao Zhengguang muttered, "What's your name?"

Shen Muzhi shook his head.

"Then do you have a portrait of her?" Zhao Zhengguang asked again.

Shen Muzhi still shook his head.

Zhao Zhengguang's brows furrowed even tighter, and after a little silence, he asked again: "Then apart from this jade sword, what else did she leave for you?"

Shen Muzhi continued to shake his head.

Zhao Zhengguang stared at him, his brows twisted into a knot.

Shen Muzhi saw Zhao Zhengguang's frowning brows and solemn expression, and suddenly chuckled in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked tentatively, "Master, what's the problem?"

Zhao Zhengguang came back to his senses and denied: "There is no problem. ”

Shen Muzhi glanced at him and was skeptical. However, his face did not show it, and he asked the jade sword instead: "Then what is the matter with this jade sword absorbing the spiritual power in my body?"

Zhao Zhengguang replied: "It has been damaged a little, and it needs your spiritual power to repair it." This matter is not a big problem, I will find a method of cultivating flying swords later, and ask your senior brother to send it to you. If you follow the Fa and recuperate for a while, you'll be fine. As he spoke, he suddenly waved his hand again and gave an eviction order: "Come here today, you can go back." ”

Seeing this, Shen Muzhi hurriedly got up and retreated.

As soon as he turned around, the cheeks that had seemed to be calm suddenly climbed into melancholy.

And behind him, Zhao Zhengguang looked at his back, his eyes were full of deep and dark light.

Not long after Shen Muzhi left, He Xian was found by Zhao Zhengguang.

As soon as he arrived at the second floor of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, He Xian saw Zhao Zhengguang standing beside the bed, with his hands behind his back, his face facing the east side of the Zhengyang Palace, and from the side, he could vaguely see the wrinkles between his eyebrows.

He Xian walked over, followed the direction of his gaze, glanced out the window, and then saw a piece of mergrove.

After He Xian frowned slightly, he walked to Zhao Zhengguang's side and saluted respectfully: "I've seen Uncle Shi." ”

"Muzhi's mother, who is it, do you know?" Zhao Zhengguang didn't turn around, and a slightly cold voice sounded softly.

He Xian was slightly shocked in his heart, and immediately replied: "Back to my uncle, my nephew doesn't know." ”

"Before you brought him back, didn't you investigate such an important matter properly?" Zhao Zhengguang suddenly turned around and looked at him, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He Xian's body stiffened slightly, and after a little hesitation, he lowered his head and replied, "It's the nephew's negligence." ”

"Negligence?" Zhao Zhengguang showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "This is not like your He Xian's style." ”

The faint ridicule in these words made He Xian frown. He raised his head to meet Zhao Zhengguang's gaze and asked calmly, "Is Uncle Shi holding me accountable?"

Zhao Zhengguang narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was already a thin layer of anger in his eyes: "Can't you?"

He Xian saw the anger in his eyes, and instead of panicking, he smiled slightly and said, "Naturally." You are an uncle, and you are the peak master of Zhengyang Peak, so you can naturally be held accountable. As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "How does Uncle Shi plan to punish me?"

Zhao Zhengguang pursed his lips and was silent, and the anger in his eyes couldn't help but be a little stronger.

He Xian seemed to have broken a jar, and said to himself: "Mu Zhi didn't ask you to accept him as an apprentice at the beginning, but you didn't even discuss it with me, so you went to Zhengyang Peak to explain without permission." Of course, you are the uncle, I let you care, don't care. If you regret this matter now, it doesn't matter, you just need to say it now, and I will immediately take Mu Zhi back to Qingliang Peak. Anyway, Makiyuki prefers my peach blossom forest, doesn't he?"

"Did I say I regretted it?" Zhao Zhengguang's face was cold, staring at He Xian, gritting his teeth and saying.

He Xian shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't regret it, so why do you blame me for not investigating Mu Zhi's life story enough?"

"A woman who can have a high-grade spirit sword, isn't it worth your investigation?" Zhao Zhengguang asked.

He Xian replied: "You are right, but you have forgotten that this woman with a high-grade spirit sword is already dead! ”

"Dead?" Zhao Zhengguang grimaced: "Did you see the corpse?"

He Xian narrowed his eyes slightly: "You mean, I should dig Muzhi's mother out of the grave and bring it to you to see?"

"He Xian!" Zhao Zhengguang suddenly shouted angrily.

He Xian laughed, and then regardless of Zhao Zhengguang, who was angry, he turned around and walked to the low table on the side, sat down with his clothes on the hem, and flicked his hand on the table, and a set of exquisite tea sets appeared on the table.

"I haven't drunk the spiritual tea I just picked yesterday, do you want to try it?" he said, he had already started to light the tea stove, and in the teapot, even the mountain spring water had been prepared, which could be said to be prepared.

After Zhao Zhengguang's eyes flashed, the anger on his face suddenly rose, and he sat down opposite He Xian. In a moment, the mountain spring water in the teapot had begun to boil.

After He Xian put the tea leaves in, he let them boil for a while before taking a teacup, picking up the teapot again, and pouring a cup.

The elegant fragrance wafts away, which makes people feel shocked.

Zhao Zhengguang's eyes lit up, and he already had the intention to move.

It's just that when he was ready to reach out and pick up the cup of tea, He Xian put the teapot back into the teapot, and then took the teacup himself, blew lightly and drank it.

Zhao Zhengguang's face, which had already looked a lot better, suddenly darkened.

"Uncle Shi doesn't drink it?" After He Xian took two sips, he looked up at Zhao Zhengguang with a black face, and a subtle smile suddenly flashed in his clear eyes.

Zhao Zhengguang snorted, and then took matters into his own hands and poured himself a cup of tea.

After taking a bite into his throat, his face suddenly eased a lot.

"How?" asked He Xian with a smile.

Zhao Zhengguang ignored him.

He Xian put down the teacup, looked at the senior uncle opposite, a smile on his face, and said seriously: "I didn't see you so angry when Elder Zhang was in the past. Today's incident makes you so angry, it seems that Uncle Shi really cares about Muzhi. ”

Zhao Zhengguang continued to drink tea and ignored him.

"Uncle Shi, can you tell me why?" He Xian asked again.

Zhao Zhengguang frowned, and then replied: "He is my apprentice, I care about him, isn't it something that should be?"

"However, Zhou Yu and Zhao He are also your apprentices, so I didn't see you care so much at the beginning. He Xian retorted.

Zhao Zhengguang's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't answer.

He Xian smiled, and didn't plan to continue to ask, as soon as the conversation changed, he went back to Shen Muzhi's mother: "In the Shen Mansion, except for Shen Wei, no one has ever seen Muzhi's mother. Shen Wei is no longer here, so I am afraid that there is no way to find out about his mother's identity. Moreover, Makiyuki has never met his mother, so I don't think we need to worry too much about it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhengguang put down the teacup, raised his eyes to look at He Xian, and after a little groaning, he said, "Although Mu Zhi has never seen his mother, the sword is on him. A high-grade spirit sword, even if it disappears for decades, there will be people who remember it. Moreover, Hu Guangyuan's words in the Zhengyang Hall at that time may not have been taken seriously. Rather than being found out by others first, it is better for us to investigate clearly first and be prepared. As he spoke, he paused, and then continued: "Muzhi is closer to you, you go back and find a chance, take a good look at that sword, and then go and inquire who used this sword more than ten years ago." ”

He Xian hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhengguang stopped talking, reached out to hold the teacup he had just put down, and knocked lightly on the table.

He Xian understood, and after smiling helplessly, he hurriedly reached out and picked up the teapot and refilled it for him.

Zhao Zhengguang raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said lightly: "I asked Mu Zhi to come over, are you dissatisfied?"

"How could it be!" He Xian replied calmly with a calm face.

"Is that for me?" Zhao Zhengguang said again.

He Xian replied with a smile: "Naturally not, it is you who think about me, and I am grateful." ”

"It's not a small momentum just now!"

"I can't compare with you! You don't know, I was actually so scared that my legs and stomach cramped just now, so why don't I sit down and lend you an excuse to make tea, slow ......down."

When Zhao Zhengguang heard this, he glanced at He Xian unexpectedly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook a smile, and asked, "Flim tongue, who did you learn from?"

"I learned from you. He Xian replied calmly.

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"Get out!"

"Good. ”

"Tea stays!"

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