After Duan Yuran got out of the customs, he returned to the guest room to gather with everyone, and his body had a strong and long-term breath, like a piece of jade, with a back-to-basics atmosphere, which made people feel unfathomable.

Xiao Jiange noticed the aura on Duan Yuran's body and couldn't help but feel secretly frightened, "Yuran, to be honest, what kind of realm you are currently cultivating, you don't see it for just three days, and it feels like a different person." Xiao Jiange couldn't help but ask.

"Ha, I am currently in the Four Heavens of the Condensing Realm, and it is difficult to say after that, it is very likely to soar to the sky in one step" Duan Yuran said slowly, he felt that the aura in his body was like a suppressed spring, and it seemed that he could erupt out and go straight to the sky.

"The pressure is slightly great" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but smile helplessly, "We're only going to be big" Seeing this, Zhu Wen couldn't help but complain, and now the four of them have not yet condensed the soul of Zhu Wen and Nangong Song and Dance.

"However, it is rumored that there is a Hundred Sword Forest in Sword Casting Mountain, among which the major predecessors of Sword Casting Mountain will leave their strongest sword intent in their forests after their deaths, so after decades of such a long time, the Hundred Sword Forest can be described as a good place for swordsmen to forge their souls. Zhu Wen said with a smile.

"Sword Casting Society" Xiao Jiange pondered for a moment, looked at Duan Yuran and Nangong Song and Dance and said with a smile, "Of course I have to go, although I already have two swords in love, but Yuran and Song and Dance don't have a suitable magic weapon yet, so naturally I want to go and see it." ”

After Xiao Jiange finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Wen with deep meaning.

Zhu Wen couldn't help but smile helplessly, the light in his hand flashed, and the black ancient long knife suddenly appeared, only to see Zhu Wen lightly holding the knife body and saying, "It's not a secret, the long knife in my hand is also a magic weapon-level long knife, but the family has no choice but to seal it in the dust, and now it can only be regarded as a high-grade spiritual weapon." ”

"Family?" Xiao Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly remembered in his heart.

"Yo, it's worthy of a big family, and the magic weapons are all brought with you. Nangong Song and Dance smiled, amazed, and more and more shocked by Zhu Wen's hidden family background.

"Is this knife famous?" Duan Yuran's eyes flashed, wanting to find out the origin of Zhu Wen from the name of the knife.

"The name of this knife is Hate Changtian, and it is inherited from my father" Zhu Wen's eyes were in a trance, and he rarely revealed a look of remembrance.

"Huh?" Duan Yuran sighed slightly, he really hadn't heard of any information about it, just explore it slowly in the future, sooner or later it will have to be exposed, Duan Yuran thought secretly.

Along the way, Zhu Wen is indeed not dangerous to his own people, and he is relatively trustworthy, so everyone does not pursue his identity and origin too much, just as he does not ask about their origins.

Instead, a subtle bridge of trust is formed.

"It's a very charming name," Xiao Jiange smiled.

"It is true that the story of this knife is also very long, but I am sorry that I can't tell it now, and maybe I will have the opportunity to tell you in the future. Zhu Wen smiled apologetically.

"It's okay," Xiao Jiange said.

"Speaking of Yuran, shouldn't you be accepted as an apprentice when you become the first sword Guzi senior?" Xiao Jiange looked at Duan Yuran and asked.

"Ha, I'm shirked, I'm going to get out of my own way. Duan Yuran suddenly smiled meaningfully when he heard this, Xiao Jiange could say this to show that he had contact with Jian Guzi, so associated, Duan Yuran suddenly knew who left the traces in the eighteen-layer hell map space, and his heart suddenly felt quite helpless.

Feelings, this guy has already gone through the back door to see the hell map before himself, Duan Yuran is so smart, he immediately thought of the reason why Xiao Jiange proposed to use pure sword comparison to compare swords before.

Because Xiao Jiange knew that he had walked out of his own sword intent, Xiao Jiange would most likely be defeated, of course, the premise was that Duan Yuran's own death sword intent could defeat the martial idiot sword intent, so at that time, the sword was fifty percent sure.

Duan Yuran smiled at Xiao Jiange, shook his head, and said, "You don't believe me too much." "Three K

"Haha, in the end, I chose a fairer approach. Xiao Jiange said with a smile, it seems that all the worries before the sword comparison started were in vain.

"Now that the sword competition is over, it's time for us to leave the Valley of the Ghost Gods, it's time to go to Sword Casting Mountain. Duan Yuran said loudly and proposed to everyone.

Xiao Jiange, Zhu Wen, and Nangong Song and Dance all nodded in agreement.

Everyone packed their bags and prepared to set off.

It happened to be early in the morning when I went out, the sun was shining, and the warbler flew and the grass grew.

People are people in the rivers and lakes, they are wandering all their lives, and they are travelers all their lives.

At the mouth of the Sword Valley Valley, next to the crossing of the Xujiang River, there is a beautiful woman standing quietly, she is dressed in purple and standing upright, her hair is not a wooden hairpin, her face is delicate, and Tingting is outstanding.

The secluded crossing of the river has become the background of this woman in purple, and the white clouds are slowly passing through the sky, and there is a worried heart under the white clouds.

There was a person by her side, who was wearing a green robe, his temples were white, and he was carrying a piano and a sword, and the guqin had been repaired by his junior sister, which made him cherish it doubly.

The people who came were Liu Xin and Liu Qingfeng, and Liu Xin couldn't stand the pain of lovesickness after three days of torture, so she finally made up her mind.

She decided to keep Duan Yuran, showed her heart, and specially pulled her senior brother Liu Qingfeng over to cheer her up, she was afraid that she would retreat at a critical moment.

Liu Qingfeng looked ignorant, and the junior sister said that she wanted her to accompany her to see Duan Yuran a ride away, so Liu Qingfeng didn't want to be by her side, but she didn't know that a heart-wrenching storm was coming.

The two waited quietly next to the crossing of the river, and Xiao Jiange and his party arrived.

As time slowly passed, Xiao Jiange and the four of them finally slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

The four of them walked slowly, Xiao Jiange wore a mink coat, white hair, and two swords on his back, one in love and the other in love.

Duan Yuran was dressed in white, with a black hairband, a few strands of green silk fluttering on his forehead, holding a folding fan and gently shaking his back with one hand and laughing with everyone, the emerald green jade pendant on his waist swayed lightly, and he was like an immortal descending to earth, spotless.

Zhu Wen is dressed in a red-striped white robe, with dark green belts, long fiery red hair, bangs fluttering in the wind on his forehead, revealing fiery red fire patterns on his forehead, and an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The two of them were like left and right protectors by Xiao Jiange's side, and Nangong Song and Dance on the side laughed, and everyone asked why they laughed and didn't say anything.

What really made Nangong sing and dance laugh was the folding fan in the hands of Duan Yuran and Zhu Wen, and they saw that the white folding fan had four big characters on it.

Duan Yuran is a gentleman's style, and Zhu Wen is the world's style.

Nangong Song and Dance laughed loudly, because this was bought for the two of them in the streets and alleys outside the Phoenix Pavilion, and they just gave it to them yesterday, and they took it out and shook it separately.

Zhu Wen couldn't help but feel inexplicable when he looked at the laughing red-clothed Nangong Song and Dance, and looked at the folding fan in his hand, the world is declining, that's right, I like it a lot, is it funny with me?