Chapter 60: Celebration
The three elders who rushed out of the sacrificial tower chased after them without hesitation, but the one who led the way for Su Moyu and the others stayed.
He re-summoned several people together, carefully examined them, and found that none of them were seriously injured, so he was a little relieved.
"Uncle Shi, who is that person?" Lu Rongting's breath was still a little unsteady at this moment, and he still had palpitations when he thought about the opponent's blow just now.
"He didn't show his real skills, so I can't guess, but this person's realm is so high, it's really scary! Our Xuanjian Sect hasn't been invaded by outsiders for nearly a hundred years, I can't imagine that today we were actually forcibly broken into the sacrificial tower, and we were really embarrassed and thrown home!" the elder said hatefully.
Jiang Qingwen on the side also frowned and asked, "Uncle Shi, what is the "Spirit Sword Book" they talked about just now?"
When the elder heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said, "I don't know, it should be the new swordsmanship secret book written by which elder." ”
It's a lie, and anyone can hear it, but no one bothers to ask about it.
Those few people began to speculate again whether it was a spy sent by the other major sects in Yunzhou, but Su Moyu stood aside without saying a word.
He kept remembering who the owner of those eyes was just now, but he couldn't remember anything for a while.
At this time, the surrounding area of the sacrificial tower had returned to calm, and the elder who led the team made a slight adjustment, and still led a few people into the sacrificial tower.
After all, the entry of these eight people into the Xuanling Cave is a major event in the sect at the moment, and it can't be delayed because of a little triviality.
In the sacrificial tower, a back and forth was enshrined, and several elders who led the team followed him to the upper level of the sacrificial tower. After a complicated handover, eight jade plaques were exchanged for one of the tower watchers.
After distributing the jade plaque to the eight people, the leader of the team said again: "Remember, you must not miss the hour tomorrow, and those who fail to do so will lose the opportunity to enter the Xuanling Cave." In addition, when entering the cave, it is forbidden to carry weapons, and it is strictly forbidden to fight in the cave. ”
The eight people took the jade plaque, responded in succession, and withdrew from the sacrificial tower.
After leaving the tower, the three of Xuan Jianliu left directly.
Su Moyu's two concentric sword streams said goodbye, and when they turned their heads and wanted to talk to Jiang Qingwen, they saw the other party snort coldly and went away directly.
Su Moyu felt bored, and returned to the miscellaneous service hall alone.
Who knew that before the people arrived at the miscellaneous service hall, they heard a noise of gongs and drums on the cliff flat.
Su Moyu walked over in some surprise, and saw a very eye-catching banner hanging on the cliff flat, which read: Warmly celebrate Su Moyu, the great disciple of the Ghost Sword Stream, for winning the top eight of the Great Martial Arts Test!
The muscles on Su Moyu's face twitched a few times, and he said embarrassedly: "Do you want this?"
At this time, someone had already discovered Su Moyu, and then a group of people rushed over, some people wore red and hung colors for him, and some people put palace flowers for him.
Looking at everyone's second lightness, Su Moyu could only accept it with a smile, and when everything was finished, he looked down at himself, and suddenly felt like a Christmas tree full of decorations.
Surrounded by the crowd and came to the cliff flat, at this time, the courtyard of the miscellaneous servant hall was full of banquets, the dishes on the table were unprecedentedly rich, and the courtyard was also full of Cheng Jianxue's private wine.
"Boy, come here!" Cheng Jianxue's face was flushed at this time, obviously he had already drunk a meal, he put his arms around Su Moyu's neck, and smiled at everyone: "See, this is my apprentice?
Naturally, the miscellaneous servants in the vicinity echoed the voice, and all kinds of flattering words were endless.
Su Moyu just smiled, and then waited for Cheng Jian to drink.
Cheng Jianxue is really happy today, perhaps the happiest day in decades.
He hadn't had anything nice since that rainy night decades ago.
Today's victory of Su Moyu finally cleared the haze that had accumulated in his heart for a long time.
Although it is not easy to get drunk when the wine is happy, but after more than a dozen jars of wine, Humpty Dumpty still collapsed on the wine table.
Of course, before this, there were already a large number of people lying around him, all of whom were drunk by him.
If it weren't for the fact that Su Moyu would have to get up early tomorrow, he would definitely be one of them.
As it approached dusk, the Miscellaneous Servant Hall finally fell silent.
The ladies who didn't participate in the fight began to clean up the mess.
Su Moyu looked at Cheng Jianxue sleeping on the wine table, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Suddenly, he looked up and saw the dumb man tilting his head to look at him in the shade of the outermost tree.
She was afraid of human contact, so she didn't participate in the whole afternoon.
Su Moyu smiled, took two clean wine glasses from the table and filled them, then walked to the dumb and said, "How about a drink with me?"
Dumb for a moment, thought about it again and again, reached out and took the wine glass, touched it with Su Moyu, and then drank it all in one gulp.
It's just that she doesn't know how to drink, and when she goes down this bite, she coughs non-stop, making Su Moyu laugh.
He gently slapped her back and said, "Thank you." ”
Dumb's face was slightly red, and after returning the wine glass to Su Moyu, she turned around and ran.
After nightfall, the Miscellaneous Servant Hall finally fell silent.
Su Moyu returned to the room, and no one came to disturb him.
He closes his eyes and thinks about what happened these days, as if in a dream.
A wave of tiredness came over, Su Moyu slowly unbuttoned his clothes, and planned to sleep.
But who expected that he was only halfway through the solution, and suddenly something fell out of his arms.
Somewhat surprised, he picked it up and found it to be a very inconspicuous bookmark. It is not made of precious materials, and there are no exquisite calligraphy and paintings written on it, but there are some messy graffiti.
"Where did this thing come from?" he frowned, and after a long thought, he finally remembered, as if he had only seen a book today.
It was the "Spirit Sword Book" that was snatched from under the sacrificial tower, but he still had no memory of how this bookmark ran into his arms.
"Looks like it's still going to work, so I'll keep you for now. Su Moyu pinched the bookmark in his hand, picked up the ghost sword Styx, and put it in the cabinet together.
And in the cabinet, there is another sword, which is the one that Su Moyu made with the super tyrant system before.
When the cabinet door closed, the seemingly ordinary bookmark suddenly lit up, and then the seemingly messy graffiti on it seemed to come to life.
At the same time, some kind of change had also occurred in the two swords, but unfortunately Su Moyu didn't see it.
"I don't know if the guy who stole the book was caught, why do I always feel as if I know him?" While thinking wildly, Su Moyu gradually fell asleep.
A few hours passed in this sleep, and before dawn, he was awakened by a knock at the door.
Su Moyu hurriedly got up, and when he pushed the door open, he saw Deng Yulang guarding the door.
"Immortal Master Su, it's not too early, it's time for you to go. Deng Yulang said respectfully.
Su Moyu patted his head and thanked: "Thanks to Brother Deng, otherwise it would have been delayed." ”
While speaking, Su Moyu hurriedly went back to wash hastily, and after getting dressed, he walked towards the mountain with Deng Yulang.
"Xuanling Cave, I'm here!" Su Moyu smiled from the bottom of his heart.