"Zhao Gongzi has something important to do when he goes to Xiyao City, if there is anything you need my help with, just ask." Half a month ago, Wang Cheng knew that he was also going to Xiyao City.

That Lord Wang had a lot of thoughts, but after thinking about it, he couldn't see what conspiracy he had, and that ghost domain was not easy to enter, let alone out!

Although his daughter was only thirteen or fourteen years old, she was not stupid, and on the night after she returned, she told the two of them how much the little brother had paid, how many injuries he had suffered, and how many ghosts he had killed before he could save him......

Especially at the last moment, the two of them were stopped by someone falling from the sky, and Zhao Zimo also said the name of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, so that he avoided the person and escaped completely.

Wang Ling'er said these word for word, Wang Cheng had never seen the monks of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, but it didn't mean that he hadn't heard of the great name of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, so he was naturally no longer worried about what conspiracy he would have at this moment.

"Are you going to Xiyao City, um......" Zhao Zimo thought thoughtfully, but after a while, he still smiled and said: "If Lord Wang is not too troublesome, can you help me create an opportunity to meet the King of Western Zhou." ”

"Just to meet the prince?" Wang Cheng was stunned.

"yes, that's all."

"That's really not troublesome, I'm about to take up the post of Xiyao City, specializing in assisting the prince in handling big and small things in the city, it's really simple to meet, but you don't have anything else, do you need me to help you with something?"

Otherwise, you will try your best to save my daughter's life, if I don't make some efforts, Wang is really uncomfortable. Wang Cheng was a little embarrassed and said, he wanted to repay the favor, but most of the things that the monk wanted were things he couldn't get, but it was very simple to say something good next to the prince.

In particular, he Wang Cheng is the descendant of the King of the Western Zhou Dynasty who was promoted all the way, although he was transferred from Tang'an City to Xiyao City, to some people in the court who did not know, he was a bright rise and a secret descendant.

But there are also many people who understand that he, Wang Cheng, is a chess piece, which can be regarded as surfacing from the dark, and has been tempered in the court for so long, and finally wants to do things for the king of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

However, Zhao Zimo still shook his head: "This won't trouble you, the stakes are at stake, you don't understand, even if I take your carriage all the way, it will make you dangerous, if something really happens, you will say that you are the person of the King of the Western Zhou Dynasty, presumably those guys don't dare to do it easily......"

Wang Cheng nodded, and didn't speak again, he stretched his limbs, looked at his lively girl, and couldn't help laughing......

When the father looked at his children and suddenly smiled, there was really no reason, just because the child was his daughter, and he, the father, liked to love his daughter.

Although he didn't dare to enter the ghost domain to save people, it doesn't mean that he is really ruthless and unrighteous, the Wang family is not too big, but it is not small, he can catch the king of the Western Zhou Dynasty, which can be regarded as a great source of blessing, but he also has many enemies, if he is the pillar of the pillar and wants to rush into the ghost domain for his daughter to die, then even if the Wang family can be taken care of by the king of the Western Zhou Dynasty for a period of time, if there is no smart person, the Wang family will fall sooner or later, which is really unwise.

Zhao Zimo on the side suddenly couldn't help but speak: "Have you ever thought about letting Ling'er practice swords?" ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Cheng didn't know why.

"Your daughter is a natural sword embryo, if she cultivates and practices swords, she will definitely travel a thousand miles in a day, and there is a great chance of becoming a land sword immortal in the future." Zhao Zimo didn't have the intention of accepting apprentices, but it was not a problem to teach her to practice qi and sword.

When Wang Cheng heard this, he smiled freely: "My daughter, I know, she likes anything strange she sees, but if you let her persevere, it will definitely not be possible."

There were monks who mentioned this to me before, but I didn't take it to heart, if Zhao Gongzi wants to teach her, you can try it and see how long she can last! ”

Zhao Zimo smiled at the corner of his mouth, watching Wang Ling'er not far away put the small sword on the ground, learning Zhao Zimo's finger pinching trick, frowning, and said vigorously: "Fly, fly, why don't you fly, swordsmanship, God, why don't you fly!! ”

But no matter how much she chattered about the little sword, she was still unmoved, and finally Wang Ling'er walked over and kicked it a few times in anger, and her mother glanced at Zhao Zimo vigorously, worried about whether it would anger him.

Fortunately, the little Taoist priest in the white robe was just smiling, and it seemed that he was just feeling funny.

In the end, Wang Ling'er was tired of kicking, panting and sitting aside, and casually pinching the sword trick and making random gestures, but unfortunately no one could see that the three-foot small sword began to tremble slightly......

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"Although you are a sword, you can't be so cheap!" Zhao Zimo sat in the carriage and looked at the spirit flying sword that was kicked by Wang Ling'er more than a dozen times, the quality of this sword is average, and the spirituality is not messy, but it is very rare and subtle.

He originally wanted to practice this sword with his heart, but Wang Ling'er actually had a connection with this sword, and he didn't have this plan.

After all, the small swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Box, although they are all spirit flying swords, but the quality is different, and he belongs to the nature of the nouveau riche, so he doesn't think that the spirit product flying sword is very valuable.

So when he had dinner the next morning, he walked up to Wang Ling'er and sat down: "Ling'er, this sword is for you, do you want it?" ”

"Really?" She looked surprised, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, but she looked at her father and mother again, then pouted, and no longer looked at the little sword.

"Zhao Gongzi, this can't be deserved, this flying sword is really going to Ling'er's hands, and the monk must not be robbed of it?" Wang Cheng hurriedly spoke, although her mother-in-law wanted to accept the sword for nothing, but when she thought that the monk would kill people and take treasures, she shook her head even more and wanted to refuse.

"It doesn't matter, if she really has a big chance, when she arrives in Xiyao City, there will naturally be a sword cultivator to take her as an apprentice, after all, her sword talent, even I am envious, if she doesn't have a chance, the little sword will not make others associate with it."

After all, a little girl is holding a small sword in her hand, and if she doesn't see it in person, how can she know that it is a spiritual flying sword, let alone rob it, and want to kill someone? He must have the guts, too. Zhao Zimo handed over this flying sword named Qingling to Wang Ling'er.

The little guy was so happy that he picked it up and played again.

When Wang Cheng and the others saw this scene, they also smiled helplessly, and never mentioned this topic again, after all, Zhao Zimo was right, a very ordinary little girl has such a spirit sword in her hand, and she still lives in Xiyao City, and she is basically a monk with a little IQ, it is estimated that she will not dare to kill people and seize treasures......

Thousands of miles away, not 10,000 miles.

From the east to the west, it is a full 30,000 miles, and according to the speed of the horses in this world, it will take at least two months.

Zhao Zimo patiently taught Wang Ling'er the method of practicing qi, and at the same time told her how to practice swords, but unfortunately this little guy's patience is too poor, and he can fall asleep with a sigh of courage after meditating on his knees for at most half a cup of tea.

As for sword training, not to mention.

But he still instilled these most subtle methods every day, not asking her to learn them now, but just wanting her to remember that if Wang Ling'er really became a sword immortal of that generation in the future, he would probably not forget him as a guide, right?

In case the little Taoist priest can't become a land immortal, but he can also brag about it in the future, then who is who, but my female apprentice, you don't believe it yourself to ask, how magnificent it is.