"Huh? What the? The name of your holy sword is called 'The Howl of Zhu Yuan'? Pu Zixuan stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with wide eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his facial features and eyebrows were somewhat similar to that of his master Zhu Shihua, and he was suddenly speechless in surprise.

No wonder when I was in the Fairy Sword Hall, I only saw the grandfather and grandson, but I was the only one who lacked this "middle generation". When he had nothing to do, Pu Zixuan also talked to his master about this junior, but Zhu Shihua just told himself lightly, "Son, there are other pursuits." "It's hard to ask.

The man named Zhu Yeba in front of him turned out to be Zhu Shihua's son, so did he know that his father and the entire Xianjian Hall had perished in this year's "New Year's Celebration" activity? Do you know that your father has accepted such an apprentice as yourself?

When Pu Zixuan's heart was in turmoil, although Zhu Yeba also felt that his reaction was a little excessive, he just thought that the other party was shocked by the name of the holy sword, so he proudly explained: "Is there anything wrong with calling it 'Zhu Yuan's Howl'?" We are the descendants of the Zhu family, Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang's name is originally taken from the word 'Zhu Yuan', how about it, don't you think it's very domineering? ”

Pu Zixuan sighed: "No, no, Mr. Zhu, the reason why I was surprised is because I am too familiar with this name. ”

Zhu Yeba was stunned and said, "What? Do you know my father, Zhu Shihua? ”

"It's not just acquaintance, I'm a temporary apprentice he accepted! I know a little bit about your Zhu family's demon swordsmanship, but I'm not a material for practicing swordsmanship, so I mainly asked my master for some ways to improve the power of purification. Fortunately, Master did not hesitate to teach me the Heart Sutra, which led to my later experience of defeating some powerful enemies. ”

Zhu Yeba was pleasantly surprised: "Oh, it turns out that you are a purification messenger, and you once worshiped in my Immortal Sword Hall, but today you are fortunate to meet me on the shore of this distant Poyang Lake, dare to ask what this little brother is called?" ”

"In Xia Pu Zixuan, this is my little Zhu Yuanliang, nicknamed 'Fat Dun'." Pu Zixuan finished his introduction, but he didn't know how to talk about Xianjian Hall next.

was worried, Zhu Yeba smiled and asked, "My father, is he okay?" ”

Pu Zixuan's heart suddenly tightened, it seems that this Zhu Yeba is far away from home, and he doesn't know about the bloody case that happened in the Broken Gut Valley at the turn of spring and summer this year, so he asked like this. However, at this moment, if you answer truthfully in front of a cadre, it will definitely make the other party extremely sad, thinking that the other party may not have returned to Guangxi for many years, even if the truth is found out one day in the future, it will not be necessary to ask yourself to the bottom of the problem, and even involve the "bane" of the drought that you have attracted, so he pretended to smile and said: "People are old, their legs and feet are definitely not so convenient, but the mental state is not bad, I have tried with him, and my purification power is not his old man's opponent." ”

"Isn't that right? Daddy should be stronger. Zhu Yeba said proudly, and asked again, "By the way, how old is the howl of Zhu Yuan now?" ”

Pu Zixuan hurriedly turned the topic to the weapon and said, "Otherwise, Mr. Zhu will show me your holy sword, I'll compare it." ”

"Well, that's fine." After Zhu Yeba finished speaking, he walked back to a room.

Taking advantage of this gap, the three of the Turtle Clan also turned their heads and ears, Tabu pinched Pu Zixuan's right arm and sighed: "It turns out that Pu Gongzi and the Zhu family still have this relationship, hehe, it seems that our fate is really not shallow, God must have sent you to assist us in our crusade against the Ray Clan." ”

Pu Zixuan still smiled, smiling secretly in his heart, if you knew that I was still Pu Songling's descendant, wouldn't your eyes fall out in surprise?

After a while, Zhu Yeba came out with a sharp sword in his hand, lit up in front of Pu Zixuan, and asked, "How about comparing with it?" ”

This sharp sword is really the same as the luster and shape of Zhu Yuan's howl in my impression, but it is just an ordinary long sword laughing, so he smiled and gestured to Zhu Yeba: "The howl of Zhu Yuan I have seen, the sword body is about five times more than it, full of killing atmosphere, it can be described as a demon and a demon sorrow, and a ghost is afraid!" Mr. Zhu's howl of Zhu Yuan must have been materialized many years ago, right? ”

"Really? I haven't seen him for more than twenty years, has my father cultivated to such an extent? Zhu Yeba looked into the distance and sighed, and said to Pu Zixuan, "I really envy you, you can go out with your father and them to go to the Broken Gut Valley to 'keep the year'......"

Pu Zixuan was stunned and said, "Why did Mr. Zhu say this? ”

"Well, it's a long story." Zhu Yeba sighed, "The descendants of the Zhu family are flourishing, and what kind of industry the descendants are engaged in can also be decided by themselves, but Taizu has set a rule that must be adhered to, that is, every generation must be the one who is most proficient in demon swordsmanship, stationed in this Dingjiang Wang Temple, in order to protect General Yuan's spirit in the sky, and repay him for saving Taizu's Longen until he dies." This is the supreme glory, but for the individual, it is a lifetime of imprisonment. ”

"But, but the Ming is already ...... has already ...... "Pu Zixuan is hesitant, and he doesn't know whether to mention the words that make the Zhu family sad in front of Zhu Yeba."

"Hehe, do you want to say that the Ming Dynasty has perished?" Zhu Yeba didn't think so, and took the initiative to explain, "We are stationed here because of the family tradition, and it has nothing to do with whether the Ming Dynasty exists, just as since the next generation of Taizu, the name of each of our descendants must contain the five elements as a side." My father's name contains the word 'ploughshare', which is next to metal, gold gives birth to water, and my name naturally has to have a water part. ”

"I see." Pu Zixuan suddenly realized, "Shui Shengmu, so, you are Zhu Yafeng's father?" ”

"Exactly, we are three generations of single transmission." Zhu Yeba said, "The family tradition is like this, and this has nothing to do with whether Daming exists. It is precisely because of this that after the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, I heard that there were people from the Zhu family who practiced martial arts stationed in this old man's temple, and came to investigate to consider whether to ban it, and found that this was indeed a family tradition, harmless to people and animals, and in order to show their hypocrisy and false righteousness, we were allowed to continue this tradition. ”

Pu Zixuan nodded, and asked again: "So, how many years have you been stationed here?" ”

Zhu Yeba said: "This is exactly what I want to say, I have been Daoguang for twenty-three years, and not long after giving birth to Zhu Yafeng, the previous generation of Xianying Palace guardians died of illness. Do the math, how many years has it been? ”

Pu Zixuan gasped and said, "Daoguang twenty-three? That was 1843, and at that time, I was still in my mother's womb, so Mr. Zhu had been stationed here for twenty-one years! ”

"Yes, although I won this honor, but when I left, I was also quite sad, and my father materialized a pair of Zhuyuan's howls and handed them to me, so that I could see things and think about people." Saying that, Zhu Yeba glanced at Zhu Yuanliang and sighed, "Alas, it's a pity that they have spent twenty-one years with me, and I don't want to be ruined by this guy last night." Zhu Yuanliang saw that the spearhead was pointed at him again, and a trace of anger rose again in his calm heart, and he said unhappily: "Hey, do you mean to blame me?" Who told you to hurt our companions first? Besides, what is the howl of Zhu Yuan, but it is just a broken thing, it will be broken when it is pinched, and it will be returned to the holy sword? I hehe. ”

Zhu Yeba originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to ask this fat man for the magic of the mechanical wrist and cloak, but he didn't want the other party to speak disrespectfully, but his face suddenly changed greatly, and he pointed to Zhu Yuanliang's nose and said: "Boy, I warn you, I can scold me, but you are not allowed to insult my father's holy relics!" ”

Zhu Yuanliang was already one size bigger than Zhu Yeba, but at this time, he immediately stood up straight, making himself look taller, and puffed out his eyes and said-for-tat: "I just said that it was a broken sword, what's wrong?" What do you think about your father, does it have anything to do with me? Defy? If you don't accept it, you will try to compete with my Vajra Demon Wrist again! ”

"Fists talk, huh? Okay, it's better than that! Not to be outdone, Zhu Yeba immediately took a step back, shook the sword in his hand, and held it more steadily!

Seeing the tense appearance of the two, Pu Zixuan hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Zhu Yuanliang and said: "Oh, fat dun, this is your fault, my father, I am also my master, you just look at my brother's face, say a few words." ”

The three of them were closer to Zhu Yeba, so Tabu naturally persuaded Zhu Yeba to the side: "Oh, Mr. Zhu, your companion was injured by you, and now his whereabouts are unknown, and there is just a ball of anger in his heart, you can also understand it." ”

Zhu Yeba raised his eyebrows and said: "Hmph, it's rare for me to deal with this kind of kid who has a father and no father." It's my son, see if I don't open his ass! ”

Zhu Yuanliang saw that the other party gave in on the surface, but in fact the tone was humiliating, and his heart was even more angry, and he immediately replied: "Hehe, do you think you have a father?" I tell you, your father and your son ......."

Pu Zixuan saw that Zhu Yuanliang was about to leak his mouth, and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, and shouted: "Fat dun!" You're enough! ”

Zhu Yeba felt that the attitude of the two was really strange, and immediately asked, "What's wrong with my father and Feng'er?" Pu Zixuan, you let him say! ”

Pu Zixuan saw that Zhu Yeba was unrelenting, so he had no choice but to look at Zhu Yuanliang with a pleading look.

Zhu Yeba continued to drink: "You let him say it!" ”

Pu Zixuan reluctantly let go of Zhu Yuanliang's mouth, closed his eyes, and was ready to bear all the consequences.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuanliang suppressed his anger in time, turned his head, and said, "They are not as rich as before." ”

Only then did Zhu Yeba relax and sneered: "The demon removal business has ups and downs, what's the big deal?" It's good that people are okay. ”

Pu Zixuan patted Zhu Yuanliang's shoulder to express his gratitude, and then stepped forward to mediate: "Mr. Zhu, my brother is a little anxious, don't worry about him." Don't mention it in the past, what are you going to do about this sword? ”

Zhu Yeba said: "What else can I do? Find my father and send it to me again, and I will repair a book and send it to Guangxi. ”

Pu Zixuan's heart was tight again, but Zhu Yeba's reasons were reasonable, and he was indeed powerless to refute it, and after another calculation, it would take at least a month for the letters and objects to go back and forth between Jiangxi and Guangxi, and the group would definitely have left Jiangxi by then, so they would no longer have to deal with Zhu Yeba, so they nodded slightly in agreement.