"That's okay, if Sect Master Hua doesn't have anything else to do, I'll go back first."

Mo Xiaolan looked at the sky outside, she should go back this hour.

"There is nothing else, thank you so much Lord Mo Feng for taking care of me, goodbye." Hua Weiming waved goodbye, she used to wave goodbye to others.

"Goodbye." Lord Mo Feng hesitated slightly, but soon the name of the flower did not mean what she wanted to express, but she did not feel very strange, because each place has its own customs.

And this should be the farewell etiquette of the hometown of the flower sect master.

"I took this lock with me." After Lord Mo Feng closed the door, he took the lock away by the way, and Hua Weiming replied yes and bolted the door grille inside.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she didn't immediately feel how could she sleep with so many things happening today, and now her stomach is still empty, she didn't dare to drink a drop of water for safety, and now her mouth is dry.

"Little Sword Spirit, come here, let's have a good chat." Hua Weiming looked at Qing Xuanjian with a slight smile, instead of looking through those history books, it was better to ask Qing Xuanjian Spirit directly.

You must know that the Qing Xuan Sword was left by the ancestor of the Qing Xuan Sect, that is, the Qing Xuan Sword has witnessed the history of the development of the Qing Xuan Sect, then you must also know the exercises practiced by the ancestor of the Qing Xuan Sect.

"I'm not small, and don't add a small word in front of it, it's weird and ugly." Qingxuan Sword Spirit was very unconvinced, but looking at Hua Weiming's bored eyes, he immediately admitted it, for fear that Hua Weiming would lose it.

"Confess leniently, resist strictly, tell me why you chose me as the master, and what is the matter with the ancestor of Qingxuanzong, why he left you in Qingxuanzong, and what his prophecy means, and the other is to tell me all the history you know, as well as the exercises of Qingxuanzong."

Hua Weiming asked a lot of questions in a row, which made Qing Xuanjian feel a little aggrieved, feeling like a prisoner being interrogated, but he had to comply.

"Actually, I don't know, I was only born today, and then I want to leave the stone as if it was sealed there, and I can't move, it was when your hand touched the master, I broke the seal and got free, so I didn't know anything about what the master asked me."

Qingxuan Sword Spirit said aggrievedly, she looked at Hua Weiming's indifference and disgusted eyes, and she was even more jealous in her heart whether she would be abandoned by Hua Weiming.

"You're saying you're only awake today? And what are you sealed, is it the black paint on the surface? Hua Weiming looked at it with disgust, there were originally countless exercise cheats, and now the Qingxuan Sword Spirit was just a novice in this world like her!

"Yes, what is sealed is indeed the layer of black substance on the surface, what kind of paint is this sword spirit doesn't know," the sword spirit muttered, and the atmosphere didn't dare to say more.

"No, then why do you recognize me as Lord, why don't you leave yourself? I can't beat you. Hua Weiming asked curiously.

"The master-servant contract, the one who breaks the seal is my master." Qingxuan Sword Spirit said aggrievedly, doesn't it want to be free?

"Okay, okay, for the sake of you helping me today, stay with me for the time being."

Hua Weiming no longer cares, she also needs the Qingxuan Sword, now as long as she walks in front of the bookshelf, picks up a book and reads it at night, if she doesn't understand the history of Qingxuanzong, it will be difficult for her to survive here.

In the middle of the night, she was really sleepy, so she closed her eyes and slept quietly.

"I'm sorry, but there are some things I can't tell you." The sword spirit of the Qingxuan Sword turned into a humanoid phantom, which was the appearance of a beautiful man, quietly looking at Hua Weiming who was sleeping on the side.