Seeing that Mo Li was a little nervous and a little defensive, Jian Wuji laughed: "Don't worry, I won't snatch the Zhanlu Sword." ”

Mo Li took a deep breath, and his body gradually relaxed: "Don't blame the sect master, just because the stakes are high." ”

He felt that he was a little too careful, with the strength of Jian Wuji, if he wanted to grab the Zhanlu Sword, no matter how careful he was, it would not be of any use.

Jian Wuji waved his hand absently: "Your idea is not wrong, walking in the cultivation world, it is indispensable to guard against people, after all, it is Zhanlu Sword, if it is not me, anyone will have bad intentions." ”

Mo Li's pupils shrank, and Jian Wuji's words seemed to contain something in the Zhanlu Sword.

"But now in Dongsheng, there must be no second person who can recognize Zhanlu Sword except me, and the prestige of Zhanlu Sword has long disappeared in the years when it has been silent. But you still try to be careful, don't let the third person know about Zhan Lujian's affairs. ”

Jian Wuji reminded.

Mo Li nodded: "Thank you Sect Master for mentioning it, I will pay attention." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Jian Wuji's deep eyes: "Can you take out the Zhanlu Sword and let me see it?"

Mo Li was stunned, and when he saw the slight heat in Jian Wuji's eyes, he nodded.

What he saw in Jian Wuji's eyes was not greed and desire, but a kind of piety, a kind of piety to the sword. This is the fiery heat that can only be produced by devoting one's life to the way of the sword.

With a flick of Mo Li's right hand, the Zhanlu Sword in the sea of knowledge disappeared and fell into Mo Li's hand.

Jian Wuji's blazing gaze looked at the black-covered Zhanlu Sword lying quietly in Mo Li's hand, the jet-black sword body was flowing with luster, as if there was a trace of difference under the extreme ordinary.

"This is the Zhanlu Sword ......"

Jian Wuji muttered, as if he had seen the woman he loved, his eyes fiery and cautiously looking at Zhan Lujian.

"The whole body is black, kind and generous, but it is the top sharp in the world, out of the gods, and the service is powerful......"

Jian Wuji muttered to himself, as if he was a little moved, and stretched out his right hand and slowly stretched out to the sword body of Zhan Lu's sword.

The room was silent, and neither Mo Li nor Jian Wuji spoke again, only Jian Wuji's hand that slowly stretched out towards the body of Zhanlu's sword.

It's close, it's close!

Jian Wuji's eyes were jumping with joy and fiery light, and he was only a little away from being able to touch the peerless sword that all sword cultivators could want.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed, and Jian Wuji's hand was only a fingernail away from the blade of Zhan Lu's sword.

He was breathing a little rapidly, like a longing child, if anyone else saw that the sect master of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain would also have such a side, I am afraid that his jaw would drop in shock.

However, the next moment, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, and the hand that was slowly moving forward suddenly stopped, and just stopped not far above the Zhan Lu Sword.

His eyes struggled, and after a long time, he sighed and withdrew his hand.

The distance of the last fingernail, he didn't press down after all.

Mo Li was a little surprised, he could see that Jian Wuji was the most pious fiery for Zhan Lu Sword, but in the end, there was only a slight distance left, and he himself chose to give up.

Jian Wuji withdrew his hand, took a deep look at Zhan Lujian, and raised his head to look at Mo Li: "Put the sword away." ”

Mo Li was a little puzzled: "Why are you ......?"

Jian Wuji chuckled: "The sword has a spirit, and a king of swords like Zhanlu Sword does not allow any blasphemy. ”

Mo Li frowned: "It didn't mean to reject you. ”

"I know that the Zhanlu Sword is a sword of generosity, and it is tolerant of those who have no malice, but tolerance does not mean that everyone is qualified to touch it. Its owner is you, and whoever touches it except you is a blasphemy against its honor. If I had pressed it just now, I would have felt uneasy even if you had nothing to do with it. ”

Mo was silent, and his heart was in awe.

Jian Wuji does not regard swords as weapons or tools, but as fresh lives and most sincere friends.

He was a man who was deeply fond of swords.

Such a person is not the sect master of Wanjian Mountain, who else can be competent.

Mo Li sighed secretly and took the Zhanlu Sword back into the sea of knowledge.

Zhan Lu's sword disappeared in front of him, Jian Wuji sighed slightly in his heart, and felt a little lost, and then he looked at Mo Li's thin body, and a trace of envy rose in his heart.

He is the sect master of Wanjian Mountain, and he actually envies a disciple of Wanjian Mountain, if he says it, what kind of impact will it have.

He didn't have any dissatisfaction with the envy he generated, and it was natural in his heart, anyone who saw Zhan Lujian was in such an emotion.

After Mo Li put away the Zhanlu Sword, he looked at Jian Wuji: "Is there something wrong with the sect master asking me to come this time?"

Jian Wuji collected the emotions in his heart and chuckled, "Of course it's a good thing. ”

With a flick of his right hand, a white light shot towards Mo Li.

Mo Li's right hand stretched out, and the white light fell steadily on Mo Li's hand, Mo Li's eyes were fixed, and his expression was shocked.

"It's not ......"

Shocked in his heart, Mo Li took out something from the Taiji diagram.

His left hand was what he took out of the Taiji diagram, and his right hand was what Jian Wuji gave him, and the two things were basically the same.

Mo Lishen was a little shaken, and the beautiful figure of Feng Qianxue appeared in his mind.

The thing in his left hand was the white jade sword that Feng Qianxue gave him, and the thing that Jian Wuji gave him in his right hand was also a white jade sword, and it was exactly the same as the one in his left hand.

The mood was agitated, why did Jian Wuji have such a thing, and what did he have to do with Feng Qianxue?

Isn't Feng Qianxue from the Middle Continent, how could he have something to do with Dongsheng's Sword Wuji?

Questions kept rising in his heart.

He held the two white jade swords tightly, and his tone was a little excited: "Sect Master, how can you have this thing? Do you know the owner of this little sword?"

He raised the small white jade sword in his left hand and stared at Jian Wuji tightly.

Jian Wuji saw Mo Li, who was a little excited, but shook his head: "My little sword was handed down by the sect masters of Wanjian Mountain, as for the one in your hand, I don't know." ”

Mo Li's excited expression froze, a little disappointed, but he quickly cleaned up his mood and calmed down.

"Sect Master, do you know what this white jade sword is for?"

After getting the White Jade Sword, Mo Li only found a little use for it, that is, when he got the Zhanlu Sword, the White Jade Sword helped him.

Jian Wuji saw Mo Li's mood change in an instant, and seeing that he could calm down his state of mind so quickly, he nodded slightly, and then said, "Don't you already know what it does?" Without its help, if you want to get the Zhanlu Sword, I'm afraid the difficulty will increase several times." ”

Mo Li frowned: "Is the function of the two white jade swords both to help people get the Zhanlu Sword?"

Jian Wuji shook his head: "No, these two small swords look exactly the same, but they are fundamentally different, divided into primary and secondary swords. The one in your hand is the Lord, the one I gave you, this time, only the one in your hand can help you get the Zhanlu Sword, of course, its help alone does not allow you to get the Zhanlu Sword, if you want to get the Zhanlu Sword, it still depends on whether you can satisfy the Zhanlu Sword. ”

Mo Li suddenly got the Zhanlu Sword, not only with the help of the white jade sword, but also with the help of the Taiji Diagram.

"Then ...... you give it to me?"

Jian Wuji smiled mysteriously: "It has no effect now, but it doesn't mean that it won't work in the future." ”

Mo Li's eyes flashed slightly: "Later?"

He didn't understand what Jian Wuji meant.

"That's right, it won't be long after that. ”

Jian Wuji said firmly, "I may not have time then, so I'll give it to you in advance now." ”

Mo Li was confused by Jian Wuji's words: "Disciple is stupid, can the sect master speak more clearly." ”

Jian Wuji chuckled: "You will know when the time comes, the long is a month, the short is half a month, just wait quietly." ”

After a pause, he continued, "You remember, these two little swords are two keys, but they don't just have the function of keys. ”

Mo Li was completely confused, but he could only write down Jian Wuji's words.

He nodded: "Although I don't understand what it means, but I remember the words of the sect master." ”

Jian Wuji said softly, "It's okay if you don't know now, you'll know everything soon." ”

Seeing that Mo Li was still confused, Jian Wuji chuckled lightly and changed the subject: "This thing is from you, right?" ”

Mo Li looked at a book on the table, "Mo Shidan's Treatise".

He touched his nose: "Foolishly." ”

Jian Wuji's fingers tapped on the table: "This is all made up blindly, then my alchemists of Wanjian Mountain have to commit suicide in shame, they have been clamoring for you to be the 'sixth son' recently." ”

Mo Li shook his head: "The disciple is not enough to get this honor now. ”

Jian Wuji chuckled: "You deserve it, others don't know, but I know very well that your alchemy, among all the young generations in Dongsheng, only one person can beat you." ”

Mo Li's heart moved: "Shui Miaomiao?"

Jian Wuji nodded: "That's right, it's only you, you have a chance to catch up with her, how can the only two people in Dongsheng not bear the title of 'sixth son'." It's just that I don't want you to get this honor right now, and for you, getting this honor now will attract too many people's attention. ”

His eyes flickered slightly, and he was low-key, so that Mo Li could have more opportunities.

Mo Li nodded: "I think the same way." ”

Jian Wuji looked at Mo Li appreciatively: "When this matter is over, you will get what you deserve." ”

Mo Li bowed: "Thank you, sect master." ”

Although he didn't know what Jian Wuji's mouth was talking about, he could feel Jian Wuji's expectations for him.

This glimmer of anticipation is a little inexplicable, a little strange, as if it contains Jian Wuji's strong emotions, as well as some feelings buried deep in his heart.

Jian Wuji waved his hand: "Go ahead." ”

Mo Li nodded and turned to leave.

Jian Wuji looked at Mo Li's back and said softly, "Don't let Zhan Lu Jian's expectations of you be disappointed. ”

Mo Li's footsteps paused and nodded.