Seeing this situation, Xi'er gently raised his right hand holding the sword, and threw it to the side with his backhand, only to hear a "bang", and the whole sword with the scabbard was directly inserted into the hard wall on the side, and it was more than half a foot in!

This scene was completely seen by the sword shop guy and the four strong men, and the four of them couldn't help but stop, their mouths opened wide in shock, and their eyes stared at the long sword that had sunk into the wall, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

Of course, the sword shop guy was also extremely shocked, but he didn't turn back when he opened the bow, and he had to do this, so he could only bite the bullet: "What a daze, give it to me!"

The four of them looked at each other, although they faced the urging of the sword shop guys, no one dared to take a step forward, and Xi'er stood in place with very natural hands behind his back, looking at them quietly, without any emotion.

"Are you all deaf, give it to me, don't forget that you still get paid!" the sword shop man shrunk back in his seat, his eyes revealing unconcealed fear, and commanded wantonly.

With the repeated urging of the sword shop guy, the four of them walked towards Xi'er again, but this step lacked a lot of confidence than just now.

"Stop!"

Just as Xi'er clenched her fists and was about to make a move, a deep shout came, and the four strong men stopped when they heard the sound, turned around and bowed in the direction from which the sound came, all showing respectful and fearful expressions.

The person who came was the shopkeeper of the sword shop, and I saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, dressed in a rich satin shirt, stepping out of the inner door, and scolded the guy very seriously: "You small shop guy dare to be so presumptuous, I think you are impatient, get out!!"

Hearing this, where did that guy dare to stay here, together with the four strong men, he retreated in an uproar, and his embarrassed appearance is not an exaggeration to describe it as a stream of fart!

Seeing this, Xi'er let go of her clenched fist and looked at the shopkeeper calmly, for some reason, the shopkeeper in front of him actually made a trace of desolation rise in his heart, just like at the city gate, which could not fade away for a long time.

"With your cultivation, little brother, this sword is indeed not enough to even cut meat, I will definitely discipline that blind thing well later, and I hope that little brother will not be as knowledgeable as him!" The shopkeeper showed a very kind side in front of Xi'er, and said in a calm tone.

Xi'er was slightly shocked, in his opinion, the shopkeeper in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, but he didn't feel any fluctuations in his body, in this case there were only two possibilities...

First, this shopkeeper is really just an ordinary person, and second, the difference in cultivation between the two of them is so great that Xi'er can't detect any fluctuations in his body at all, if this is really the case, then this shopkeeper's cultivation is too terrifying!

Xi'er bowed forward slightly, arched her hand at the shopkeeper, and said politely: "The seniors are smiling!"

"Where, where, you have already set foot in the realm of Jiedan at a young age, and you will definitely be famous all over the world in the future!" the shopkeeper lifted Xi'er's slightly bowed body, and said with great confidence without a trace of flattery in his tone.

After hearing this, Xi'er was shocked, and at the same time, she was even more sure that this shopkeeper was by no means an ordinary person, and he could see at a glance that he had just set foot in the Jiedan Realm, even Shangguan Hao would never see it so accurately, you know, as early as ten years ago, Shangguan Hao had the cultivation of the eighth order of knowing his fate!

"This..."Xi'er looked at the shopkeeper dumbfounded, a little stunned and speechless.

"Hmph... Don't worry, little brother, I'm just a person who has been forgotten for a long, long time, and even I have forgotten how long it was. I just feel that I am in love with you today, and there is no malice, please rest assured!" The corners of his mouth rose, and the shopkeeper smiled self-deprecatingly, and said quite sentimentally.

"Fall in love with me...?" Xi'er was puzzled for a while, since he left the mountain gate, there were too many strange things that happened, so that he couldn't touch the slightest trace at all.

"Little brother, since you are here to see the sword, then please come with me!" the shopkeeper smiled slightly, then turned and walked towards the side door.

Xi'er hesitated for a moment and followed, for some reason, Xi'er actually had an inexplicable trust in this shopkeeper, as if she was born with it, without the slightest resistance!

Through the side door, the two came to a simple courtyard behind the sword shop, although the courtyard area is not large, but it is full of flowers and plants, more than half of the light blue flowers, reflecting a little different color is very amazing, giving people a sense of calm and warm feeling.

The shopkeeper walked in front without a moment's pause, walked straight to the back hall, and led Xi'er into the house...

As soon as he entered the house, the shopkeeper stood on the side of the door, and said with a smile to Xi'er, who was slowly following behind him and confused, "Little brother, come in!"

The room is not big or small, just enough for one person to live, and right in front of the doorway to the right side of the desk, is a corner bookshelf more than one person high...

On the left side of the door is a single bed, the bedding is neat and tidy, the whole room is properly arranged, and the countless books on the shelves are also stacked very neatly, which makes people feel a rare sense of comfort when they read it...

"Senior, what are you...?" Xi'er wanted to speak and stopped, looking at the shopkeeper with a puzzled face, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Little brother, what do you think of this sword!?" the shopkeeper said calmly to Xi'er.

After speaking, the shopkeeper's eyes turned to the desk on the side, his right arm raised and beckoned slightly, and a slender box made of unknown materials slowly floated over, standing in the void in front of Xi'er.

I saw a long black and silver sword, lying quietly in the box, the hollow hilt and scabbard carved with lifelike snowflakes, giving people the illusion of a never-ending slow slide...

The exquisite sword head and sword grid are integrated with the hilt, delicate and generous, and the sharp sword body and delicate sheath are tightly combined, as if there are no gaps in one!

"This..."Xi'er looked at the long sword in the box, frowned slightly, held her breath and lost her voice.

"Pick it up and take a look!" the shopkeeper said lightly with a complicated and mysterious smile, looking at the long sword in the box.

Xi'er raised his left hand and slowly stretched out to the sword according to what the shopkeeper said, and the moment he touched the sword body, a warm power poured into his body like an overwhelming force, and in just an instant, this power was already all over his body!

At this moment, the long sword actually floated out of the box, Xi'er was shocked, she never thought that a sword could still have spirituality!

At this time, Xi'er's body seemed to be uncontrollable, and he held the sword tightly, and what surprised him even more was that the power surging on this sword was exactly the same as the force that had been pulling him westward!

To be precise, the power that radiates from this sword is the source of the power that pulls him!

Shocked, Xi'er slowly pulled out the sword, only to see that the straight sword spine and sword were as eternal and indestructible, and the sharp blade and sword edge exuded a chill that was enough to cut through the void, and it exploded in an instant, but it gave people an inexplicable sadness!

"This sword is called Drifting Snow, forged by the soul of pure gold, the only one in the world, extremely precious, I hope it can regain its former glory in your hands!" The shopkeeper looked at the drifting snow in Xi'er's hand affectionately, and said lightly, a sad desolation quickly crossed his eyes, and was replaced by a joy full of anticipation in an instant.

"What do you mean...?!" Xi'er looked at the shopkeeper in shock and exclaimed!

"It's yours!" blurted out in an extremely sincere tone, unexpectedly unexpectedly, catching people off guard.

"This sword is too precious, and the younger generation can't accept it!" The agitation in Xi'er's heart couldn't be calmed down for a long time, and she hurriedly saluted the shopkeeper with a fist and said politely.

"The sword also has a spirit, choose the master to live in! You have an inseparable bond with this sword, and this will never change!" The shopkeeper's firm words did not leave any room for Xi'er, and he said with an expressionless face.

"It's... You... How do you know that I have a special connection to this sword?!" Xi'er asked again in shock and stumbling.

Xi'er never thought that the shopkeeper in front of him even knew the subtle connection between them, which showed how terrible the shopkeeper's cultivation was!

The shopkeeper smiled slightly, turned to look at the vast sky outside the window, and said again calmly: "I said that it belongs to you!"