With the voice coming, a majestic middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe and wearing a sword-shaped golden crown appeared in the pavilion, this person was the current owner of Proud Sword Villa, Proud Sword Yan Zhen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Proud Sword Yan Zhen for fifty years, in his early years, he was also the top ten on the Qianlong list, but later he withdrew from the list, he bears the weight of the sect's inheritance, such as Proud Sword Beichen generally voluntarily gave up the opportunity to enter the Dragon Stage, and only wanted to stay in Nanyue Prefecture for a long time to sit in the sect.

If it was in the past, Wang Yanzi couldn't help but feel admiration for this mind, but now that Wang Yan's eyes have been opened, he knows that this may just be a fixed trajectory or design, and he feels indifferent to everything, but after seeing Lu Xuanzhen's peculiar 'self', Wang Yan can hardly know the real situation of these high-level NPCs, so he still acts as usual, bows to the proud sword solemnly, and says, "Disciple Wang Yan pays a visit to the owner." ”

"No courtesy."

Proud Sword Yan Zhen's sleeves swept away, and the big horse golden sword sat on the Taishi chair at the head of the pavilion, and then he looked at Wang Yan with interest and said, "You have already sensed the sword intent in the pavilion, right?" ”

Wang Yan nodded, and Proud Sword Yan Zhen then said: "There are many twists and turns in the matter of Beishengzhou this time, and in the end, it is thanks to the main force of Yingyue Peak to turn the tide, but Wang Yan, you have also made meritorious contributions in it, especially sweeping the younger generation of Beishengzhou, and raising the prestige of my Proud Sword Villa, but I have to be rewarded for doing so." ”

Speaking of this, Proud Sword Yan Zhen's tone increased, and said: "Wang Yan, from now on, you will be one of the true disciples of Proud Sword Villa, and you will be given a Nine Blood Sword Order, with which you can enter the Blood Sword Cave to participate in the study of the Nine Blood Sword Styles, I hope you will cultivate diligently, practice the Zhenzong Sect of the Sect as soon as possible, and continue to promote the prestige of my sect." ”

Under the words of the owner of the village, the miscellaneous disciples who were in danger in the past have become the true disciples of the sect with a very high status, after all, such as Duan Henan, he was only a member of the true disciples before, this is a happy thing, not to mention that the owner of the village also gave the Nine Blood Sword Order, and the Nine Styles of the Blood Sword can be learned in the future.

It's just that Wang Yan has no sorrow or joy, and bows down again calmly, and says, "Thank you for the generous gift from the owner." ”

"Not bad."

Proud Sword Yan Zhen nodded and said: "At a young age, my heart is so calm, I will become a great weapon in the future, but this time I am not wrong." Okay, you step aside. ”

After the reward, Proud Sword Yan Zhen didn't mean to talk deeply, and Wang Yan didn't intend to stay for a long time, just bowed to Proud Sword Yan Zhen again and quietly retreated, but before leaving the pavilion, Wang Yan glanced at the fourth young lady who was standing quietly, he actually wanted to know how the owner would deal with the fourth young lady, whether it was like those elders and ghost uncles, only that the fourth young lady was hit and was a little mentally disturbed; Or is it as perceptive as Liu Zhaoxian does?

It's a pity that after Wang Yan withdrew from the Sword Worship Pavilion, the door of the pavilion closed by itself, and Wang Yan had no way to spy on the situation inside, just shook his head slightly, and then walked to the ghost uncle not far away.

"Wang Yan thanks the ghost uncle for taking care of him all the way, and I hope that there will be a day of retribution in the future."

In the past half a year, the ghost uncle has been by his side, and even when he was in the Nanchuan River Valley, in order to protect Wang Yan, he was also seriously injured, and Wang Yan remembered a little kindness, even if he got along for such a long time, Wang Yan knew that the ghost uncle was not a 'fellow believer', but he was still grateful in his heart.

"What about reciprocity? I only hope to see you for nine days in the future, and the old man will be satisfied. ”

The ghost uncle smiled freely, and the words he said also made Wang Yan's heart slightly warm, but in a blink of an eye, he thought of the difference between the ghost uncle and himself, and his heart was mixed for a while, and finally he just said: "Ghost uncle, take care of yourself in the future, the avenue is not all in the realm of cultivation, don't be trapped and sink in the future, I hope you will have the day of 'seeing me Mingxin'." ”

After Wang Yan said these words with incomprehensible meaning, he didn't care about the ghost uncle's reaction, turned around and left alone.

Looking at Wang Yan's distant figure, the ghost uncle laughed rarely, and muttered: "Stinky boy, you even pointed me out, are you afraid that I will be depressed and no longer improve my martial arts?" I'm not that Zhu Wuyin! It's just..."

Speaking of this, the ghost uncle looked up at Hongxia in the distance and murmured, "See me Mingxin." See me Mingxin? See me Mingxin?! ”

First affirmed, then doubted, and finally suspicious, the ghost was stunned by the red glow on the horizon, stayed in place, chewed these four words repeatedly in his mouth, and finally said: "What 'me' does the stinky boy want me to see, and what 'Tao' do you want to understand?" ”

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Since the departure of Baijian Pavilion, Wang Yan followed the path in the mountain to prepare to leave Baijian Mountain directly, and went to Zimu Peak to meet his master Duan Henan, now Duan Henan has become the chief elder of the outer gate, and the reconstruction of the outer gate is said to be largely completed, but there are still some finishing touches, so Duan Henan mostly lives in Zifeng.

It's just that before Wang Yan left Baijian Mountain, he just reached the mountainside, but saw two true disciples blocking the mountain road.

Seeing Wang Yan coming, one of them was a tall and thin disciple with a beard of thirty years and a mustache, and said, "But Wang Yan's nephew? ”

Nephew?

It feels really strange that he was just promoted to a true disciple, but he was called a nephew by someone with the same status, but Wang Yan immediately thought of something, bowed to the person in front of him, and said: "It's Wang Yan, dare to ask if you want to return to Uncle Yan?" ”

Duan Henan had told Wang Yan some basic information about his department, Duan Henan's master was Elder Yunjian, one of the Seven Sword Elders of the Inner Gate, and there were three disciples under Elder Yunjian, Duan He's second southward line, there was a senior brother who was close to ancient age, and below was a junior brother who had just passed the age of establishment.

Wang Yan recalled these things, and saw that the person in front of him was quite similar to the image of his own junior disciple that Duan Henan had described at the beginning, so he asked about his identity.

"My nephew has good eyesight."

The mustache recognized his identity, and then said: "Shizun, his old man was very happy when he heard that you had returned to the door, and specially ordered me to come to pick you up to meet you, and your master also sent someone to pass it on, and he will come over later, which will save you from running around at that time." ”

"Thank you, uncle."

Wang Yan bowed, he had no objection to this arrangement, after all, Elder Yunjian was his ancestor, and the ancestor summoned him and sent the junior uncle to pick him up in person, so he could only follow it as a junior.

However, after Wang Yan got up, Yan Bugui did not leave immediately, but squeezed his eyes at Wang Yan, and glanced at another true disciple not far away, Wang Yan immediately knew that these two people were not all the way, and this other person was looking for him and had other things to do at that time.

This other true disciple is similar to Yan Bugui's age, but his appearance is extraordinary, wearing a jade crown, wearing a fish and dragon pendant around his waist, holding a long sword in his hand, the scabbard is extremely exquisite, thinking that the long sword in the scabbard should be extraordinary, Wang Yan does not know this person, but looking at this person's outfit, he knows that he should be an extraordinary identity, at least Yan Bugui does not dare to be guilty easily, and in the induction, this person's breath rises and falls uncertainly, quite mysterious, although it only contains the fetal period, but the momentum is not lost to Yan Bugui.

Such a character, without knowing each other, why is he looking for himself?

Wang Yan was puzzled, and this true disciple stepped forward, glanced at Wang Yan lightly, and said with a little contempt, "Draw your sword." ”