Chapter 31

Lady Ziyang's sharp reprimand frightened Murong Jie's soul flew out of the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Murong Jie couldn't figure out where he had said the wrong thing, and he was seen through so quickly, could it be that this evil woman could still be unpredictable.

When Murong Jie hesitated, he suddenly heard Lady Ziyang say, "Doll, where did your knife and your knife technique come from?"

Lest Mrs. Ziyang see any clues, Murong Jie didn't think about it, and hurriedly blurted out: "Returning to the Immortals! This knife of mine is an ancestral heirloom of my family for eight generations, from my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather to my generation's hands." The villain would never dare to say half a lie, and he hoped that the immortals would be able to see everything. ā€

"I see that you are right, so the sword technique you performed is also your ancestral sword technique?" asked Lady Ziyang.

Murong Jie was shocked, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Presumably, this evil lady saw that what he was doing was the Murong family's 'Spring and Autumn Eight Methods', so she asked him like this.

Before leaving, the master made it clear that the "Eight Methods of Spring and Autumn" were too sharp, as long as they were martial cultivators who had seen the world a little, it was not difficult to identify the "Eight Methods of Spring and Autumn".

At the moment, I don't know if this evil mother-in-law is an enemy or a friend with her father?

If it is an enemy or a friend, this time his identity has been exposed, even if Da Luo Jinxian is here, his life will definitely be difficult to protect today.

In order to save his life, Murong Jie only has to be sorry for his father, sorry for his master, making up nonsense, and hoping to get away with it.

"Back to the immortals, this knife is an ancestral heirloom, but this knife technique is taught by a Taoist priest, and he insists on teaching it to me!"

"What! What nonsense, don't lie to me!" Lady Ziyang was furious, and jumped up from the Ziyang chair in anger, and she really wanted to slap Murong Jie twice immediately.

Nonsense should be stopped in moderation, there is such nonsense, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue, this kid really doesn't know the height of the sky.

Mrs. Ziyang knew that what Murong Jie was doing was the "Eight Methods of Spring and Autumn" of the Murong family.

Mrs. Ziyang also knew that the "Eight Methods of Spring and Autumn" of the Murong family was a family heirloom that would never be passed on.

Murong Jie wanted to deceive Mrs. Ziyang, which was already a difficult thing to compare. What's more, he actually dared to say that this sword technique was taught to him by a Taoist priest.

Murong Jie was naturally not stupid, he also knew that these three words would definitely not deceive Mrs. Ziyang, so he hurriedly kowtowed and said: "Shangxian Rongyu, this matter is strange, and the villain is still wondering, hoping that Shangxian will guide him." ā€

"Oh, you mean, there's something else going on here? Tell me about it, if I hear half a lie, I'll kill you. Lady Ziyang said and sat down on the Hydrangea chair again.

"The villain is bold, and he doesn't dare to deceive the immortals!" Murong Jie hurriedly said.

"I don't dare!" Lady Ziyang shook her jade arm lightly.

"It's a long story at this time, the villain is free without a father or a mother......"

"Didn't you say that your father was an oil seller, why is he an orphan again?" Mrs. Ziyang unceremoniously interrupted Murong Jie's words.

Murong Jie's inconsistent remarks made Lady Ziyang very annoyed when she heard it.

This so-called oil seller is actually an oil seller, and calling him "Lang Guan" is actually a joke.

"The fairy is angry! Listen to the villain, tell the story. The villain's father is indeed an oil seller, but unfortunately he died too early, and the villain was raised by his grandfather. Just a few days ago, my grandfather couldn't afford to fall ill, and the oil business was put on hold, with no source of income, and the family was waiting for the rice to go to the pot. Grandpa was so helpless that he had to take out this treasure knife and let me go to the bazaar and sell it for a hundred taels of silver, and I couldn't miss a penny. So I took my sword and went to the nearby market to sell it.

Unexpectedly, I didn't meet a rich man, but I met a poor Taoist priest. The Taoist priest said that he wanted to buy my sword, and I saw that it looked dignified, but it was a breeze on both sleeves, and in addition to a sword on the whole body, it might be worth a few dollars, and I couldn't see anything else that was valuable. But that Taoist priest had to buy my knife, and he said that he was the head of the Qingcheng faction, Qingyun Dao Chief. ā€

"Daoist Qingyun!" Lady Ziyang suddenly lost color when she heard this.

Murong Jie said this, and secretly thought to himself in his heart, the disciples are desperate and unscrupulous, only because they are in the catastrophe, they will say this nonsense, and I hope that the master will forgive me, don't blame the disciples for opening their mouths and forgiving the disciples for the crime of disrespect.

The fifth ancestor of the Sword Sect, the Qingyun Dao Chief, that is a prestigious name, of course Mrs. Ziyang knows, who this Qingyun Dao Leader is.

Not only that, but Lady Ziyang has heard people say that the five ancestors of the Sword Sect seem to have come to the Western Regions at the same time, so they are going to deal with some masters.

If Mrs. Ziyang hadn't heard this rumor recently, Murong Jie said that it was Qingyun Dao Chief, she would have slaughtered Murong Jie with one sword. Mrs. Ziyang also knew that these famous masters of cultivating immortals and cultivating qi, even though they had a good reputation all over the world, they lived in seclusion in the mountains all year round, just to reach the gods as soon as possible.

It was precisely because she heard that the five ancestors of the Sword Sect had gathered in the Western Regions that Lady Ziyang felt that Murong Jie's words seemed credible.

Otherwise, just such a little doll who is seven or eight years old and has no cultivation, even if he has heard of the five ancestors of the Sword Sect, how can he know that this Qingyun Dao Leader is the head of the Qingcheng faction.

"That's right, it's Qingyun Dao Chief, I remember it very clearly, he also said that he was the Fifth Ancestor of the Sword Sect who came here!" Murong Jie hurriedly said.

"You mean, he'...... He's an old man, and he wants to buy your knife?"

Mrs. Ziyang looked at it, carefully looked at the red lotus blade, and didn't say a word for a long time.

When she saw this red lotus blade for the first time, she wanted to keep this treasure knife for herself, but she didn't expect the hero to see the same thing, and Qingyun Dao Chang also took a fancy to this knife.

Thinking that she and Qingyun Dao Chang had the same insight, Lady Ziyang was overjoyed, after all, they were the living ancestors of the Imperial Sword.

As far as Mrs. Ziyang is concerned, it is okay to use it to fool ordinary people, but if it is in front of the five ancestors of the Sword Sect, I am afraid that even a little thumb of them will not be able to fight.

"What an old man, I don't think he's old at all, at most in his thirties. It's not as old as Uncle Wang next door to my house! As for the looks...... How can I say that? In short, it's like a little white face. Murong Jie pouted and said.

Hearing this, Mrs. Ziyang was even more happy.

At this time, she could conclude that what Murong Jie encountered might really be Qingyun Dao Chief.

This Qingyun Dao Chief, although he is over 100 years old, is graceful and dignified, just like a man who has been standing for a long time, and has the appearance of Song Yu Pan'an.

Even though Mrs. Ziyang didn't see it with her own eyes, but all the rumors in the rivers and lakes are like this, it must not be a lie.

Mrs. Ziyang smiled: "Well, don't talk nonsense, he is an old man, but you and my seniors, we should always be in awe." ā€

Murong Jie's eyes suddenly lit up with golden light, it turned out that the name of the master was so shocking.

Outside the small whistle, those fierce and vicious gangsters, as soon as they heard the name of the master, scared them at that time, and no one dared to do it without permission.

After that, when they went to Heifengling, the seven brothers and sisters of the Cheng family who were dissatisfied with the eight were dissatisfied, and after hearing the name of the master, they immediately wanted to worship themselves as their teachers, and they also had to go to Qingcheng Mountain to learn the Tao.

Now this evil woman in front of her is bent on murdering herself, but when she hears the name of the master, she is so respectful.

Master's prestige is really admirable, it seems that to be a person like a master.

"Let me ask you, what happened after this?" asked Lady Ziyang in a peaceful tone, completely devoid of her previous fierce appearance.

Murong Jie suddenly came to his senses, and said to Mrs. Ziyang eloquently: "At that time, he told me that he wanted to buy my family heirloom knife. I told him that my grandfather had told me that this knife would cost a hundred taels of silver, and that it would not cost a penny. He said that he was the fifth ancestor of the Sword Sect of Tang Tu, and he came to the Western Regions on this trip, and he didn't bring much coiling, and he only had twenty taels of silver tattoos on his body, and he wanted to discuss with me to see if there was a way to buy my knife. ā€

"So what is the result of your deliberations?" asked Lady Ziyang curiously.

Murong Jie sighed and said, "Of course I immediately rejected him! I want at least one hundred taels for this knife, but he only has twenty taels in total, which is still a big difference, how can I agree to him." ā€

"Then the business is blown?" asked Lady Ziyang.

Murong Jie shook his head and said, "If only that were the case, he pestered me and said that he would give me twenty taels first, let me give him the knife, and when he returned to Qingcheng Mountain, he would send me the eighty taels he owed." ā€

"Then did you promise him?" asked the Ziyang man.

Murong Jie waved his hand and said, "Hey, how could I agree to him, although what he said sounds good, but if he really gives him the knife, he will leave like this, for three years and five years, if he doesn't send the silver, let me go to find him, this is really ridiculous, I will never agree." ā€

"Hey, Qingyun Dao Chief, but a man who promises a thousand dollars, there is no need to lie to you about this doll. Lady Ziyang shook her head and said.

Murong Jie hurriedly said: "He said the same thing, he said that he is the fifth ancestor of the Sword Sect, and he will never deceive me as a child, and he also showed me a hand on the spot, so that I can rest assured of him." ā€

"Oh, you said that Daoist Qingyun showed you a hand?" Mrs. Ziyang was extremely curious.

He saw that there were no passers-by around, and silently waved his hand, "Suddenly, out of nowhere, nine fire dragons ran out, almost scared my soul away!"

"You really saw nine fire dragons!" Lady Ziyang stood up in surprise.

These nine fire dragons were originally not big, but in the blink of an eye, they became overwhelming, bigger than the entire Loulan Palace...... However, in the blink of an eye, they all disappeared. ā€

Murong Jie said this, thinking that this time he was completely finished.

I didn't expect to leak the words, and say what the Loulan Mansion is doing, this is not to find trouble for myself, it seems that now I can only accept my fate.

"What!Nine Dragons Divine Fire Spell, do you mean you really saw that Qingyun Daoist is using the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Spell!" "Lady Ziyang looked very excited, and she didn't seem to notice at all that Murong Jie had just mentioned the Loulan Palace, and all her attention was focused on the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Spell.

"What Nine Dragons Divine Fire Spell? What is that? What I saw at the time was nine huge fire dragons. That's too terrifying, if the fire dragon launches a threat, let alone a mere Loulan City, even if it is the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, it will definitely be burned!"

Murong Jie's boasting is really unbelievable!