The situation I had expected was just a little worse than I expected.

Seeing those Kunlun disciples holding swords at me, one of them said, "Senior brother, is this our sect's outcast Xu Jingrong?" ”

Meng Shaoguang was silent for a moment, but said, "Put the sword down." ”

Seeing him say this, the other disciples became anxious: "Senior brother! ”

Meng Shaoguang emphasized again: "Put down the sword!" ”

Seeing his displeasure, those disciples reluctantly put down their swords, only to hear Meng Shaoguang say: "This is not our Senior Uncle Xu, just similar in appearance to Senior Uncle Xu." ”

Seeing him relieve me, a trace of gratitude gradually rose in my heart, but I heard those disciples say one after another: "Yes, I heard that when Senior Uncle Xu was seventeen years old, he competed with the uncles and uncles in the sect, but he was the first to fly up to Lingyun Pavilion. ”

I didn't know what it would be like for a while, I always felt that she had the same face as Xu Jingrong, but her cultivation was so low, and she had done so many embarrassing things, I was really sorry for her.

Seeing that Meng Shaoguang was speaking for me, and the other Kunlun disciples no longer embarrassed me, Yu Wenzhou took the opportunity to say: "This is a friend I invited from the mountain, if there is nothing else, we will leave first." ”

Turning around with me, I was about to leave, but I heard Meng Shaoguang's voice coming from behind me: "Uncle Yu, although this person is not Uncle Xu, but in the end he has an inextricable relationship with Uncle Xu, you should know that with Uncle Xu's current situation, for Kunlun, her appearance is not a good thing, and I hope Uncle Yu will cherish himself." ”

Hearing the threat in his words, I gradually became worried, caught up with Yu Wenzhou's footsteps and asked: "I'm here, will I cause you any trouble, I just want to find someone, just send him a letter, after seeing him, I will leave, if it's inconvenient for you, don't care about me anymore, in case it will be bad for you." ”

Yu Wenzhou said: "It's okay." ”

He paused, and then said: "My master has passed away a long time ago, and the current head of Kunlun is only my uncle, although he is a master, he can't see each other a few times, everyone doesn't provoke each other, and everything is fine, he can't control my head." ”

“……”

I don't know why, comparing Xu Jingrong, Liu Weiyang and Xiao Hese, I actually have a trace of envy for Yu Wenzhou.

For the first time, I felt that it was such a good thing to close the door to the house.

With the consent of the Kunlun disciples, we swaggered into the Tianshu Palace, which is a palace located on the Kunlun Mountain, the front and back of the door are very deserted, but the trim is very neat, the snow in the courtyard has long been cleared, I took a look, there are four humanoid mecha distributed in the courtyard, with brooms and planks for shoveling snow, gurgling and turning wooden wheels, walking back and forth in the courtyard.

"I made that, but I changed it slightly with reference to Master's notes, I live here alone, it's too big, and it's not convenient to clean, oh, there are still in the house."

Yu Wenzhou led me to the house while talking, but saw that there were also the kind of mecha in the yard distributed in the house, but some of them were tied with dusty feather dusters, and some had mopping rags installed on the base, but the inside of the house was different from the outside, the courtyard outside was wide and there were no obstacles, but there were many things in the house, this mecha would only move, but it would not avoid, and accidentally knocked the things in the house to the ground.

Yu Wenzhou sighed: "Although this thing can help us do things like a human, it doesn't have human eyes, the next step, I plan to use all kinds of spirit stones to try if I can make a mecha that can avoid things." ”

Just looking at the current mecha, it is enough to make my five bodies fall to the ground, and when I looked up, I saw that in the main hall of the Tianshu Palace, there was a portrait hanging, the person in the portrait, wearing a gray robe, holding the tools used by craftsmen in his hands, I saw the people in the portrait in the past, all of them were the kind of old man with a beard, but this person was very young, very young.

Yu Wenzhou said: "This is my master Ling Yunzi. ”

I continued: "It's a pity to hear that Venerable Master Ling Yunzi died of an emergency at a young age. ”

"Not really."

Yu Wenzhou said in a daze: "My master fell to his death. ”

Fall to your death...... Target......

Seeing my surprised expression, Yu Wenzhou continued: "It's the kind of mecha we used to go up the mountain before, and it was also made by my master, who wanted to fly to the sky in that kind of mecha, but accidentally fell down and fell to his death." ”

After a pause, he said: "Master and uncle, they probably felt that with my master's wisdom and peerlessness, such a death would damage his image a little, so they announced to the people outside that the master had died of a sudden illness." ”

“……”

Since going down the mountain, I have been accustomed to hearing about the heroic deeds of Kunlun Gate, and suddenly hearing this, it really makes people a little unsure of what to say.

Looking at the portrait hanging in the center, and then looking at the silly and indifferent expression on Yu Wenzhou's face, there was always a feeling that Ling Yunzi wanted to crawl out of the portrait and beat this unlucky apprentice to death.

I smiled perfunctorily at him, and when I turned around, I was faced with a painting on the side wall, which depicted a woman, dressed in a purple robe, surrounded by fairy spirits, and her clothes rose in the wind.

It's a pity that although the beauty is beautiful, her eyes are bound by a white silk, and she can't see her face, but only a figure.

I asked him, "Who is this?" ”

Yu Wenzhou replied: "This is painted by my master. ”

He walked up to me, also looked up at the painting, and said: "It is said that many years ago, when no one was there in the middle of the night, the master passed by the sect's Tianjitai, faintly heard someone's movement, and when he got closer to check, he saw a woman in purple, the woman seemed to be an immortal, and when he saw someone find her, he drove away, and my master concluded that the person he saw was a fairy, so he clamored all day long to make a mecha that would fly into the sky, to find the fairy, the two masters thought that he was a cultivator, and shouted all day long to find the fairy, this kind of idea is too dirty, He was not allowed to shout or speak, nor was he allowed to make that kind of flying mecha, so he secretly did it himself, and as a result, he accidentally fell to his death. ”

"But then ......"

He opened his mouth, grinned widely, and said: "After the death of the master, I studied the art of mecha by myself in this Tianshu Palace, and the former head of the master once came to see me, mentioning my master, sighing for a long time, seeing the painting painted by the master, I guessed that what the master saw back then should be our Kunlun master Ziwei Zhenren, who flew into an immortal, and said that the master's death may have been ignited by Ziwei Zhenren, and he took off his mortal bones and went to heaven to become an immortal. ”

Listening to this story, I can't help but sigh, there are so many people in the world who cultivate immortals, and there are so many stories about cultivating immortals, but none of them can make people feel at ease like them, even if they die, they are more legendary than other people.

I couldn't help but take a few steps forward, looking up at the woman in the painting, and the woman in Luoyang City who stepped on the golden lotus and white crane to enter the gate of heaven and fly into the immortal, there was indeed a bit of similarity, and I couldn't help but feel a little fascinated in my heart.

Under Ling Yunzi's portrait, there is a wooden frame, and there is a sword on the wooden frame, the whole body is snow-white, and the fairy spirit is full of immortality, which is somewhat similar to Xu Jingrong's Tianshu sword, and the material is almost the same.

I couldn't help but feel strange and asked, "Whose sword is this?" ”

Yu Wenzhou replied: "Mine." ”

I was even more strange, because I heard that Yu Wenzhou had no cultivation, let alone any swordsmanship, looked at him, but saw Yu Wenzhou lowered his head, scratched embarrassedly, and said: "Back then, I cast swords for all my brothers and sisters, and I didn't use up a little leftover material, so I used those materials to cast one for myself, because when I cast the sword back then, especially Senior Sister Xu's Tianshu Sword had the most materials left, it was the cold iron that Senior Sister Xu dug out from under the ice abyss, I asked her if she could give it to me, Senior Sister Xu agreed without thinking about it, So this sword and Tianshu look very similar in some ways. ”

Well, it's very similar, even the faint chill on the sword is the same, but this sword may be mixed with other materials, it looks heavier and darker, but it is also a rare good sword.

I asked him, "What's the name of this sword?" ”

Xu Jingrong's Tianshu Sword and Liu Weiyang's Tianxuan Sword were both taken according to the stars, and so did this sword.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenzhou said: "This sword has no name. ”

I looked at him and saw that he was embarrassed to explain: "This is a sword I secretly made, my brothers and sisters don't know it, besides, I don't know how to use it, even if I take a name, what is the use?" ”

"Since you don't know how to use a sword......"

I asked him again, "And what are you doing with this sword?" ”

Yu Wenzhou was silent, his eyes looked at the sword gently, as if through the sword, he could see the people who had been shining in his memory, for a moment, he muttered: "I am also the seventh son of Kunlun, and my brothers and sisters all have swords, so I naturally want to have them, although I can't use swords, but I ......"

He paused, looking at the sword's eyes gradually became resolute, through the pair of dark and clear eyes, in a trance, as if to see those few peerless figures, in the stormy and turbulent world, stepping on the heavy snow on Kunlun Mountain, is such a young man's ambition, high-spirited, outstanding style, even now, they have long been separated from life and death, no longer the same as it was back then, but it is still impossible to forget, forget about their beautiful past.

Yu Wenzhou pinched his fingers, but said in a soft voice: "I have always fantasized that I can be like my senior brothers and sisters, fight the sword to punish demons and evil in the world, and travel thousands of miles with the sword...... One day I will be able to fight alongside them. ”