As the swordsman's words fell, under Ning Zhumang's stunned gaze, the figure in the sky slowly fell.

Ning Zhumang looked at the man carefully.

The man, in his mid-fifties, had neatly combed black hair mixed with a little snow. The years have drawn mottled marks on his face, but the expression on his face is as calm as a sculpture that has remained silent in the years for thousands of years.

Ning Zhumang was inevitably slightly stunned, he recognized this man.

back then.

It's not back then, it's just that in just a few months, too many things have happened, so that in Ning Zhumang's heart, some things are as long as a lifetime.

At that time, a little monk who claimed to be a ghost of Guanglin said that he wanted to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and with his own strength, he forced himself into Linglong Pavilion, even if he was a Dayan Sword Immortal Zhong Chang Hate was helpless, it was the man in front of him who helped Linglong Pavilion subdue the little monk as if he was born out of thin air, and relieved the danger of Linglong Pavilion.

"Gollum. Ning Zhumang swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

But it's not because of fear, it's just that I can see this world's kendo master here, and I'm a little surprised.

He stepped forward and was about to say something.

"You're finally here. It's just that before the words came out, the swordsman beside him took the lead in speaking.

"Hmm. The person who came, that is, Mo Chenzi, the tomb keeper of the Southern Wilderness Sword Tomb, nodded at that time, and responded calmly: "It's here." ”

Ning Zhumang glanced left and right, one was a sword path immortal and the other was a sword path immortal. These two almost represent the ultimate in the world's swords.

Is this going to demolish the Taiyin Palace? Such doubts inevitably surfaced in Ning Zhangjiao's heart.

"Are you ready?" Mochenzi asked, looking at the swordsman.

"Master, Uncle Lin, we have a good day today, you see what I caught!"

Before the swordsman could respond to his question, a young voice sounded in the distance. I saw a young man standing on a hill with two poor pheasants in his hands, looking at everyone with a warm smile like a spring breeze.

After hearing the young man's shout, a smile suddenly appeared on the swordsman's equally cold face, and he nodded and said, "Ready." ”

Mo Chenzi turned his head sideways to look at the young man, he looked him up and down, then nodded, and said, "Very good boy." ”

"Does Master have any guests?" the young man asked as he scurried down the hill and came to this place, and he also looked at the ink dust, and then asked.

The swordsman nodded. "Hmm. ”

"Then I'll catch another pheasant. But the boy did not doubt him, put down the pheasant in his hand, stood up, and ran towards the hill again.

"Mu'an. But the swordsman stopped the boy at that time.

"Huh?" Su Mu'an turned his head and looked at his master in confusion.

"Don't bother, that's enough. The knife man said.

Su Mu'an looked at the three of them, although he was a little puzzled, but out of trust in his master, he nodded at that time, and put away the idea of going to the mountain to catch pheasants again.

......

Next, Su Muan quickly lit a bonfire, and in this mountain forest where there was no village and no store, Su Muan tried his best to make all kinds of delicious food for the swordsman and Ning Zhumang.

This meal is no exception.

The roasted pheasant is delicious and fragrant.

Su Mu'an didn't think so much, he ate very happily, Ning Zhumang thought that this might be the last meal he had in this world, so he also opened his stomach, but Mo Chenzi and the swordsman were silent, just tasted it.

"What's the master, isn't it appetizing?" Su Mu'an, who had eaten up the last chicken leg, finally discovered the abnormality between the swordsman and Mo Chenzi, he wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, got up and asked, "Then why don't I catch some hares?"

"Nope. The swordsman shook his head. , and then beckoned to Su Mu'an, "Mu'an, come here." ”

Su Mu'an didn't doubt him, he stood up when he heard this, walked to the front of the swordsman and sat down.

"Master, what's the matter?" the young man asked, his eyes wide.

The swordsman glanced at Su Mu'an deeply, and something seemed to flicker in Gu Bo's unsurprised eyes at that time, but he was pressed down in an instant. "How long have you been practicing the sword path with me?"

"Two months and seven days. Su Muan responded.

"How's it going?" asked the swordsman again.

"Familiar with it. The young man smiled, he has always been like this, his joy, anger and hatred are all on his face, he doesn't know how to hide it, and he won't be hypocritically humble.

"Hmm. The swordsman nodded in satisfaction, and then spat out such a fluttering word.

"Then depart today. ”

"Huh?" Su Mu'an was stunned.

Ning Zhumang, who was on the side, also looked sideways at that time, only Mo Chenzi was still sitting quietly in place, as if he had expected this matter.

"Why?" Su Mu'an reacted and asked in surprise.

The expression on the swordsman's face was still indifferent, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who asked you to come here to find me?"

Su Mu'an was stunned again, but he still responded truthfully: "The knife man on credit..."

When these three words came out, Ning Zhumang could hear them in a fog, but Mo Chenzi, who was sitting quietly on the side, suddenly cast his gaze towards him.

"I don't know how powerful your ancestors are, but it's not easy to repay the debts of the sword-bearers. The swordsman said softly, "The relationship between you and my master and apprentice was originally forcibly tied by the knife man on credit, and if you accept his love, you have to repay this debt, and your road is destined to be more difficult than mine." And my way..."

As he spoke, the swordsman stood up and looked up at the top of the mountain not far away, where a majestic palace of learning stood.

"We've come to the finish line..."

Su Mu'an is actually not stupid, in the past few days, from the words of the swordsman and Ning Zhumang, he can probably hear that these two seem to be going to do an extremely dangerous thing, and it seems that this is the time for them to set off.

Although the knife man has always been indifferent in the past two months, in addition to teaching knife skills, he rarely has any other communication with Su Mu'an. But Su Mu'an understands the truth of being a teacher one day and a father for life.

He kept his head down and was silent for a long time, and when he looked up at the swordsman again, his eyes lit up with determination.

"Master, Mu An wants to go with you, I can help you, I will definitely be able to. As if to prove it, the boy reached behind his back as he said this, grasping the hilt of the thousand-year-old long knife.

"You can't help me, even if you become an immortal one day, you may not be able to do anything for me, so remember, never think about avenging me. If you can live well and pass on my little sword path, you are worthy of the fate of you and me. The swordsman glanced at the young man lightly and said. There was an unmistakable resoluteness in his calm tone.

When Su Muan heard this, he suddenly felt incredible.

"Isn't it okay to become an immortal? What are Master and your uncle going to do?"

"Maybe when you can pull out the sword behind your back one day, you will have the ability to avenge your master and me. Ning Zhumang saw that the atmosphere on the field was a little solemn, so he took a step at that time and said with a smile. "Go back, Xiao Mu'an, go to your Xu Mansion Master and ask him to be kind to my daughter. Otherwise, I'd rather someone be a ghost than let him go. ”

"But!" Su Mu'an heard that he wanted to say something more, but at this moment, Mo Chenzi, who was silent on the side, suddenly took a step and walked to Su Mu'an. The man looked at Su Mu'an condescendingly, to be precise, at the sword hidden in the sheath on Su Mu'an's back.

"Is this a sword?" he asked, his brow furrowed and his eyes solemn.

Mo Chenzi's interjection was beyond the expectations of everyone present, and they all turned their heads to look at the tomb keeper of the Sword Tomb, and there was no lack of doubt in their eyes.

But Mo Chenzi's gaze at everyone was as if he was unaware, and his eyes were still staring straight at the long sword behind Su Mu'an's back.

Su Mu'an was a little uncomfortable by him, and his body subconsciously took a step back.

"Can you lend me a look? But Mo Chenzi still didn't notice Su Mu'an's strange appearance, he stretched out his hand and asked.

"This..."Su Mu'an hesitated for a moment, and as if asking for help, he moved his gaze to the swordsman and Ning Zhumang beside him.

Ning Zhumang's heart suddenly moved when he saw this situation, and he stepped forward and said: "Xiao Mu'an, you can lend it to Mo Jian Xian to take a look, if Mo Jian Xian can use this sword, maybe we still have a chance to live." ”

Ning Zhumang's words are naturally true, the power contained in the long sword behind Su Mu'an can be said to be unheard of and unseen in his life. If Mo Chenzi can really use this sword, then the Taiyin Palace, which is respected and feared by the people of the world, may not be a Longtan tiger's den with no return.

Su Mu'an had a kind heart, although he was faintly uneasy about this, but in order to get a glimmer of life for his master and Ning Zhumang, he still handed out the sword hidden in the sheath after groaning slightly.

Mo Chenzi, who took the long sword, said no more.

I saw him holding the sword in one hand, and gently rubbing the scabbard with the other, and his eyes narrowed at that time, as if he was feeling something carefully.

Everyone around them also held their breath and their eyes fell on Mo Chenzi's body, waiting to see if this kendo master would create some miracle.

Mo Chenzi's hand slowly moved over the scabbard, and after a few breaths, he finally reached the hilt.

Without the slightest hesitation, he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. The plain-looking scabbard seemed to sense his intentions at that time, and the blade began to tremble wildly.

The divine light in Mo Chenzi's eyes condensed, and his body immediately shook, and the momentum of being an immortal surged out like a tide at that moment, and everyone could clearly see that the green tendons on his hand holding the hilt of the sword burst out, and even beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

This stalemate lasted for a few minutes.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the blade of the long sword began to move slowly, and he was withdrawn.

Although it was only two fingers wide, it was enough for everyone to see the dark sword body clearly.

Everyone's faces showed a look of surprise, but before such surprise could spread on their cheeks, it turned into a thick shock in the next moment.

Zheng!

The two-finger-wide Excalibur of the Excalibur was drawn and let out a long roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It's like a king who has been usurped, and it's like a fairy god who has been blasphemed. The trembling of the divine sword was violent, so violent that even Mo Chenzi, who was an immortal, could hardly hold it, and the two-finger-wide sword body that was drawn out also burst out at that time, and the light was extremely black, with a huge majesty that was breathtaking.

Everyone had not yet recovered from such a change, and the next moment, a sudden change occurred again.

I saw that the sword, common, in the scabbard, a white light suddenly shot out, surging straight towards the ink dust holding the hilt.

Mo Chenzi can really see that those white rays are actually a long sword that flashes through the cold wind.

After feeling the majestic sword intent wrapped in those white mangs, he didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword at that time.

Suddenly, the dazzling black rays dispersed, the sword intent in the sky subsided, and the several white rays also escaped back into the scabbard.

Although everything was calm, everyone on the field was at that time, you look at me and I look at you, their faces are full of horror, and they refuse to disperse for a long time.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that Mo Chenzi turned the long sword in his hand and handed it back to Su Mu'an with both hands.

"The holy relics of the sages, please don't blame the little brother for the responsibility of acting rashly. Mo Chenzi said this, with a solemn look on his face.

Su Mu'an also saw the power of the divine sword on his back for the first time, and only then did he come back to his senses when he heard this, he took the sword in a daze, but he didn't know how to respond to Mo Chenzi's words.

"Mo Jian Immortal can't pull it out, boy, it looks like your ancestor is really a great person. Ning Zhumang finally reacted, and he said in amazement.

"But if that's the case, then wouldn't I be able to help Master and Uncle Ning. Su Mu'an didn't echo Ning Zhumang's thoughts, and the young man lowered his head at that time and said very dejectedly.

"No problem. The swordsman, who had always been cold, stepped forward at that time, and rarely reached out and touched Su Mu'an's head, and said so. Although the tone was still indifferent, it made Su Muan feel something different from the past at that time. "Every man has his own life, and he can't ask for it. ”

"This sword is really evil, Mo Jian Immortal rumored that most of the world's famous swords are buried in your Southern Wilderness Sword Mausoleum, but there are enough people to compare with this sword?"

Ning Zhumang had never liked this solemn atmosphere, and interjected at that time to put aside the original topic.

Mo Chenzi groaned slightly when he heard this, and actually shook his head.

"There are more than 48,000 swords hidden in the Sword Tomb, and if there are people who can compare with this sword, maybe there are only those three fierce swords. ”

"Huh?" When these words came out, Mo said Ning Zhumang, even the swordsman who had always been indifferent also changed slightly at that time.

"But this sword is different from the three fierce swords. Mo Chenzi seemed to have thought about the two of them, and shook his head at that time. "This sword is dignified, vast and long, not a fierce sword, but a real divine weapon. There is a way to know the person who looks at the sword, but it is thought that the former owner of the sword must also be a person who has the world in mind and is upright. ”

Hearing this, Su Muan, who looked annoyed, suddenly turned happy, he raised his neck, and said with a smile: "That's, my dad said, my dad's dad... Daddy..."

The young man was very sincere and broke his fingers again and said a full seventeen fathers, and then he said: "But the world's most famous heroes." ”

Su Mu'an's stubborn and ridiculous appearance fell into the eyes of the swordsman on the side, making the corner of the man's mouth rarely evoke a smile, but it was fleeting. Then, as soon as the look on his face was correct, he said, "Okay, Mu An, you should go, we are also on our way." ”

The joy on the young man's face when he heard this suddenly vanished, and he lowered his head again and was silent, but his body stood in place, and he had no intention of leaving.

The swordsman frowned a little unpleasantly, and Ning Zhumang hurriedly stepped forward when he saw this, and wanted to help persuade a few words.

It's just that before these words were spoken, Mo Chenzi on the side said again: "Let him go with us." ”

When the young man heard this, he immediately raised his head, his eyes were full of joy, and his eyes were also full of gratitude when he looked at Mo Chenzi.

It's just that the swordsman and Ning Zhumang's faces changed.

"What does this mean?" the swordsman turned his head and asked, Ning Zhumang was also quite puzzled.

He didn't want to watch Su Mu'an go to his death, putting aside the good fate of Linglong Pavilion, it was the meals that this young man had changed his tricks every day these days were enough to make Ning Zhumang like this simple and somewhat silly young man in his heart.

"Brother Yuan also said that the debts of the swordsman are not easy to repay, and his road is more difficult than you and me. Mo Chenzi smiled faintly, "So if you want to go far and see more, it's always good." ”

Speaking of this, Mo Chenzi paused again, and then said: "Besides, people pay attention to entering the earth for safety, if we die, there will always be someone to help us take care of the aftermath, so as to save the violent corpse wilderness from being eaten by jackals." ”

Of course, Mo Chenzi's words made some sense, but this obviously couldn't convince the swordsman and Ning Zhumang, so that Su Mu'an would take such a risk for such a thing.

"Don't worry, this child still has a good relationship with my teacher and nephew. You are reluctant to let him die, how can I be willing, since I said this, I naturally have the confidence to save his life, let him see and see, the ability of immortals in this world is beneficial to his future practice, besides, if we get some news, someone will take it out, otherwise you and I will not give our lives in vain?"

When the swordsman heard this, he was still relieved, he frowned, and did not respond to Mo Chenzi's words for a long time.

"Yes, Master, you just let me go, I..." Su Mu'an seemed to see hope and said at that time, but he was not good at words, and he was anxious at the moment, and he couldn't say a decent reason for a while.

It seemed to feel the eagerness in Su Mu'an's words, and it seemed to be the softness of the heart when a person was about to die, and the swordsman finally nodded after pondering for a long time.

But he was still uneasy, so he did not forget to tell him at that time: "If you really want to go, I will not stop you, but you must remember that you must listen to me in everything you say when you go there, and if I let you go, you must not be so troublesome again." ”

"Hmm! It's all up to Master. ”

The young man who got the answer nodded his head busily.

The majestic wind of early spring blew through the mountains and forests, the leaves rustled in the forest, and the hair on the young man's forehead fluttered.

He smirked and looked at the swordsman in front of him.

I can't say why, maybe it's because I'm infected by him.

The knifeman's mouth suddenly grinned, revealing the white teeth beneath it, and he laughed at that moment.

This is the first time that such a look has appeared on his face, and there is no need for splendor.

The spring breeze at such a moment is also like the teenager in front of him