This time, Qing Huan saw clearly, it turned out that the person selected by "Luoshen" was not himself, but Qiuluo. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qinghuan watched from the side, and the Luo Shenjian was very flattering, and shook gently in front of Qiu Luo. Qiu Luo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the sword, but he shook his head slightly, the sword body shook twice, and the sword mang's heart dimmed unwillingly, and was put back on the shelf again.

Qing Huan was slightly stunned, and said to Qiu Luo: "You, why don't you?" She was afraid of her, and because she didn't like her.

"Don't be too careful." Qiu Luo smiled, "Although this sword is good, it doesn't match the exercises I cultivate, so I want to take another look." If you can't find a better one, then go back and look for it, and the same. ”

The two of them were talking like this, but they heard a laughing voice from the gate, "Ah Luo, what are you doing with your sword here?" ”

Everyone followed the prestige together, but saw two slender men walking into the main hall side by side. One is beautiful and peerless; One of the eyebrows and eyes are captivating, and the elegance is peerless. If it's not the sound of dust and the snow of the sky, who is it? The faces of the two of them were smiling lightly, opposite to each other, and then Luo Shen and Qiantang, who entered the room, compared the air pressure around their bodies with the two in front of them, were simply not on the same level......

Luo Shen said coldly: "If you are allowed to choose a master for Liushao, you will not allow me to find a new master for Luoshen?" ”

"Yes, yes, you're right." Xue smiled, "Ah Luo's cultivation has grown even more in recent years, and he doesn't need to leave anything else, so this trip is naturally appropriate." ”

Luo Shen snorted lightly, and then said: "You really awarded Liushao to Yao'er, Donghuangxiang and the others naturally know it." When they ask, how do you want Yao'er to answer? ”

"How does Xiao Yao'er answer, do we still need to worry about it?" Xue said with a smile, "What's more, outsiders know that you and I are close, and I see that your apprentice is happy and gives him a sword, what's the problem?" ”

Roselle stopped talking.

Xue and Yin Chenjue walked a few steps forward side by side, and when they saw Qing Huan and the others, they beckoned to her and said, "Xiao Huan'er, come here." ”

Qing Huan ran over and said, "I haven't picked it yet." ”

Yin Chenjue laughed beside him.

Xue rubbed her hair and said, "Don't pick it again, I asked your grandfather to make a special trip to cast it for you, if you are not satisfied, you will come here again to see it." ”

At this time, Shi Ruqi and Cheng Yao and Qiu Luo also came over, everyone saw each other, Yin Chen was absolutely Shi Ruqi, and he still had to shout "senior", Shi Ruqi's seniority was much lower than Xue, but Xue and Qiantang, Yin Chenjue and others were all equals. So it's about generations, it's just a mess that can't be messed up anymore. However, this chaotic situation in the immortal cultivation world has not lasted for a year or two, and it has been like this since the Heavenly War, and everyone doesn't care about it.

Qing Huan then remembered that he had abandoned his grandfather and said that Grandpa was not at home now, so he raised his head and asked Xue: "Then Grandpa, where are you now?" ”

"I should be going to the Sword House." "I'll come with your sword in a moment." ”

When Qing Huan heard this, he smiled, and the gloom that he had been disgusted by "Luoshen" was swept away, and he almost wanted to jump up.

Shi Ru gave up looking at the snow in the sky, and he did not doubt that he would know better than himself the whereabouts of his junior brother Shi Rulai.

The group walked inside, and along the way, Qiu Luo picked a very regular style Qiushui sword and held it in his hand, and the others did not put their beaks much, but Luo Shen looked at her for a long time through the veil.

At the back of the hall, Yun Xiao held the twilight in his hand, leaning against the edge of the wall with his chest crossed, and there was no expression on his face. Silent Stream was still shuttling between the entire row of weapon racks, with a difficult face.

Xue looked at him and smiled, "Xiaoliu'er, what are you doing?" ”

Lonely Stream raised his head and said in great distress: "There are several swords here that I look good at, and I can't pick out my favorite at all, what should I do?" ”

"Isn't that easy?" Xue smiled, "You can choose one at random first, and if you don't feel good after a while, you can change to another one." ”

The dark clouds suddenly broke through on the face of the silent stream, and he stroked his palms and smiled: "This is a good idea." ”

Luo Shen said coldly on the side: "You teach children like this, are you sure there is no problem?" "For immortal cultivators, whether it is a magic weapon or a mount spirit pet, it is a partner who fights side by side, and it is extremely important to cultivate a sense of loyalty and trust between each other.

Xue smiled: "If there can be any problems, Xiao Liu'er is happy." ”

Qiantang shook his head quietly. is so spoiled by him, no wonder Xiao Lone has always been fearless, and he often hangs his children in practice.

Silent Stream tossed again, and picked out a long sword full of black ink, the sword body was extremely narrow, and the pitch-black color seemed to be able to absorb all the light into it, without reflecting any light. But when the silent stream was injecting its spirit, on the ink-colored sword body, there was a faint blue star pattern swirl, like the clearest and brightest starry sky in summer.

Lonely Stream held the long sword, compared it to his side, and was extremely satisfied, "Paint sword, I'm the most handsome in black, this sword just matches me, hey." ”

Qiantang Immortal Venerable, who also likes dark clothes and has a jet-black sword, said that his preference for such a match is really just by chance.

Cheng Yao and Yun Xiao wanted to tell everyone that there was really no copper relationship between them and Ye Silent Stream.

Except for Qing Huan who was empty-handed, the other four people all got something and came out satisfied. However, when the lonely stream heard about it, Xue secretly opened a small stove for Xiao Yezi, and after inviting his grandfather to cast a handful, he shouted again, and his words were just all kinds of eccentricity, but in view of the fact that the object of this bias was Xiao Yezi, he shouted for a while and then stopped.

Today's famous sword-forging master in the fairy world, if Shi Rulai is called second, then no one dares to call him first. The "sky" that Beiqun said, the "ink rain and quicksand" of Qingfang, and the "tear-stained Chinese yarn" of Murong Yunshang were all from him. At that time, the sword cultivators of the world were proud to be able to obtain an old man's hand, even if it was just to teach him a word or two about his sword-forging skills, that was something that many people longed for all their lives.

However, his old man has rare works in the world, and after he came to the Heavenly Service, he has retired with his senior brother. The legends of the two immortal realms, Dan and one sword, gradually faded out of the eyes of the world, and disappeared into the red dust.

Very few people know that the hermitage of these two people is not elsewhere, but in the Xiqian Immortal Serval at the foot of Liuyun Tianshu. The world doesn't even know that there is a region of Xiqian Immortal Serval.

Everyone sat on the bank of the shallow stream, cooking tea and waiting, and after a while, they heard the clear singing in the mountains in the distance.

"The green mountains and white birds fly across, and the river is shallow and the carp is peach blossom beach. The mountain color in the mirror is infinitely good, a light moon hangs on the willow tops, and the slanting wind and drizzle do not return. Jun drank Qianzhen and asked what he meant, don't talk about how to remember the year of the mountain residence. The white hair hangs down three thousand feet, and everything in the world is ancient with a smile. Wherever the water rises, the eaves are low, and the grass is ...... by the stream" (to be continued.) )