"That, can you really break the seal of my Spirit Mansion and let me re-cultivate?"

"What do you say?" The white-haired man looked unfathomable, as if he had a chance to win.

Leng Xiaoshi gritted his teeth, and finally withered, he knew that there was no free lunch in the world, so he sighed immediately, "Forget it, you tell me what conditions you want." ”

The white-haired man squinted at Leng Xiaoshi, and a smile on the corner of his mouth flashed, and he was a moment late, and said.

"Conditions? How about you conclude a soul contract with me and ensure that your strength reaches a certain level to condense my true body, or you can find treasures for me to condense my true body? ”

Looking at the white-haired man in front of him, his fair face bloomed with a smile like a brilliant white chrysanthemum.

For a moment, Leng Xiaoshi couldn't help but hesitate, was this a white-haired man's ploy? What if I fall into his trap?

After a while, Leng Xiaoshi let out a long breath, his expression slowly calmed down, and asked lightly, "Then what if I don't fuse?" ”

When the white-haired man heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil weird smile, "No fusion? Of course, I'm going to kill you, then suck up all your blood, and then take the Demon Sword to find the next person who can hope to help me. ”

Under the harmless expressions of humans and animals, the words are extremely cruel. At this moment, this sentence revealed the strange ferocity of his white hair and white eyes.

"Give me some time to think about it." Leng Xiaoshi didn't panic, just frowned and said.

"Okay, whatever you want. The white-haired man glanced at Leng Xiaoshi meaningfully, and said, "If you have trouble in the future, you can find me, be on call."

The next moment, the figure disappeared, and the frozen demon sword in the air turned into a mortal sword and fell to the ground.

Leng Xiaoshi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the white-haired man burrowing into the Lone Demon Sword, his heart began to waver, his eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking!

Unconsciously. It was already dusk, and the burning sunset stained half of the sky red.

Leng Xiaoshi pushed open the door of the house, and there was a lingering worry in his heart, wanting to go out for a walk.

"Young master, young master, someone has hit the family, go and take a look."

Not long after he went out, he happened to bump into a servant of the Leng family.

Hit the family? Leng Xiaoshi's mind went blank for a moment, and he came back to his senses. Wouldn't it be that I went to Panjiafang City to get a sword this morning, and the Pan family came to the door? It's also too fast.

Leng Xiaoshi hurriedly dispelled the idea of going out to relax, and walked quickly towards the main hall of the family.

From the beginning, until he left Dongyang City.

Recently, Leng Xiaoshi has been using cultivation to numb himself, and there are a series of things to divert his attention, but as soon as he saw Leng Ba today, the emotions that he had been suppressing instantly exploded.

The scenes experienced with Shaolong, this time constantly flashed in Leng Xiaoshi's heart, lingering.

"Young master, it's here." Leng Ba saw Leng Xiaoshi walking to Buyi Xiaoyuan, but he still walked forward with a blank look in his eyes, and couldn't help but remind.

"Oh, it's here, then I'll go in, you go back first." Leng Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, then smiled at Leng Ba, and then stepped into the cloth garden.

Buyi Xiaoyuan is still the same as in the past, the fallen bamboo leaves of the nine-section bamboo are rolling on the ground, coming and going, and the willow of the evergreen willow is rippling in the evening breeze. There was an indescribable coldness in the air.

"Xiao Shi, here it is." Under the evergreen willow tree, the middle-aged man in a green cloth shirt with his hands behind the courtyard gate suddenly spoke, turned around, and sat on the stone seat beside him, a simple long sword was lying on the stone table at the moment.

Leng Xiaoshi didn't know why he saw this sword at a glance, it seemed that there was a strange aura on this sword that attracted him, but Leng Xiaoshi still turned his gaze to the side with a kind face Leng Buyi.

"Yes, I wonder what the father called the child to do?" Bowing slightly, Leng Xiaoshi saluted Leng Buyi.

Leng Buyi on the side smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to signal: "Sit down, you are my son, I can still eat you." ”

Leng Buyi's voice tone was very different from usual, and it came into Leng Xiaoshi's ears, and he couldn't help but wonder for a while, but he still sat on the stone seat according to Leng Buyi's words.

Sitting with his father at such a close distance, in Leng Xiaoshi's memory, it seems that this is the first time, I don't know how to look at Leng Buyi's face at close range, it doesn't seem to be so old, but there is an indescribable charm.

"I called you here to tell you something. The Leng family is about to move to an extremely distant place. Leng Buyi's face suddenly became serious, and his eyes looked at Leng Xiaoshi with burning eyes.

Leng Xiaoshi looked at his father's burning gaze and couldn't help but be even more puzzled, and then spoke: "Move the clan, why do you want to tell me, I can't come up with any suggestions or ideas." ”

"Because of this relocation, you can't come with you, you have to go out alone." Leng Buyi blinked his cloudy old eyes, and said slowly to Leng Xiaoshi.

As soon as Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he suddenly fell, his face froze, and his heart kept churning for a while.

"You can set off tomorrow, if there is nowhere to go, this is a letter of recommendation from the South Wind Academy, a letter of recommendation from the Nine Elders of the South Wind Academy." Leng Buyi looked at Leng Xiaoshi, who looked surprised, pursed his lips slightly, a touch of sadness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he slowly took out a white-sealed letter from his arms and handed it down the stone table.

"Oh." Leng Xiaoshi slowly came back to his senses, his chest contracted, he exhaled a breath of cold air, and took the white-sealed letter and stuffed it into his arms.

"You have to take good care of this space ring, and you will drip blood to recognize the Lord later, it contains some things you need along the way." Leng Buyi's voice became a little hoarse, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took out a ring with a transparent glow, and placed it on the stone table.

Leng Xiaoshi's face seemed to be a little distracted, and he lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This sword, you must never leave it in the future, it will be a weapon that will accompany you for a lifetime." After a long time, Leng Buyi slowly spoke, his tone became solemn again, and the next moment, an ancient long sword appeared in front of Leng Xiaoshi, the hilt was silver, and a somewhat old strange crystal nucleus was inlaid at the end of the hilt.

After doing this, Leng Buyi suddenly got up, and disappeared with it, the wooden sword made of unknown material on the stone table.

The wicker is still fluttering, the night has quietly fallen, and there seems to be a streamer crossing the sky.

It took a long time for Leng Xiaoshi to raise his head, stretch out his hand, and slowly put the space ring into his arms, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of the silver ancient long sword, his hand couldn't help but stay in the air.