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From the first time she saw Zhuo Zangfeng, Yao Caiwei felt that this young man was very familiar. If someone said that Zhuo Zangfeng had ever walked through his dreams, she would not doubt it.

Her own personality is as weak as water, which is incompatible with Zhuo Zangfeng's fierce nature, but inexplicably, she can always feel that Zhuo Zangfeng gives him a deep sense of familiarity.

Just like that time at the border of the Tang Dynasty, Zhuo Zangfeng talked about the divorce, and for no reason, this gentle girl felt indignant.

Where did that anger come from? She couldn't tell.

Zhuo Zangfeng stood beside He Bikong's coffin, watching Mu Jue come from the ground.

At this moment, his heart was full of anger, but his face was extremely calm.

This is something that has been learned after countless setbacks and blows, and it is also a harvest after countless penances.

The reckless teenager of the past gradually matured, and that kind of frivolous arrogance turned into a kind of awe-inspiring fearlessness that had endured many hardships.

Those people who sincerely knelt on the ground were sincere and sincere feelings, and even the disciples of the Shenhumen and the Backing Mountain Sect, who were rejected by the boat, couldn't help kneeling on the ground.

Only two people were standing.

One is Zhuo Zangfeng, a young man who stands like a javelin.

One is Yao Caiwei, who seems to be a pretty willow with spring.

Mu Jueyou saw it in his eyes and smiled slightly.

Then the graceful woman gently approached the young man who looked like a master.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly smelled an extremely familiar fragrance, and then he saw the figure that had appeared in his dream suddenly walking beside him.

The emotion in his heart suddenly rolled like a howling wave, but he said softly, "Princess...... It's you!"

Yao Caiwei nodded, and said in her heart: "Silly guy, you've been ridiculed again!" But the words in her mouth were: "Why are you here?"

This would have been a superfluous remark. Like every time they meet, it's under this very special situation.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at the short sword behind her back, the familiar hilt reminded him of Yan Zhiguo's dead nun, and suddenly understood the meaning of Princess Yuqing.

Those people who had just finished kneeling down and worshipping Mu Jueyou suddenly saw a frightened girl appear, and for a while they were really puzzled if they were in the fairy palace.

At this moment, countless small boats came at a rapid speed, lined up on the surface of the lake, keeping a distance of several feet from the big ship in front of them, like a naval army waiting for battle.

Zhuo Zangfeng nodded to Yao Caiwei beside him, looked at Mu Jieyou, who was still standing at the bow of the boat, and said, "Senior, this is still unfinished!"

Except for the two of them, no one understood the meaning of this sentence.

Mu Jueyou laughed, "The old man put on such a big battle to greet you, isn't it still giving you face?"

"Welcome me!" Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly realized, and hurriedly arched his hand: "It's difficult to be gracious, so I'm better to be respectful!"

"What!?"

The people on the shore exclaimed again and again, the old immortal of the sword mound was huge, it turned out that it was to welcome a nameless teenager?

The laughter in their eyes at this time was no longer there, and their eyes were full of surprise and shock.

Several disciples of the Shenhu Sect and the Backing Mountain Sect were struck by lightning, and they quickly carried the coffin to the carriage and walked away.

Even Princess Yuqing, who had been standing beside Zhuo Zangfeng, opened her eyes wide.

This guy is amazing!

He can always surprise himself and surprise himself every time. It's a feeling that you can't get anywhere else.

The four men in black who had been on standby for a long time jumped off the ship, lifted the coffin with strong arms, and the movements were fast and smooth, and they were quickly put on the big boat.

Mu Jue looked at the crowd and said leisurely: "The world thinks the coffin is unlucky, but the old man thinks that this is a good thing!"

Seeing that Zhuo Zangfeng did not get on the boat, he looked at it with a little surprise.

Then, as if he suddenly discovered, Mu Jue looked at Yao Caiwei and said: "The short sword behind you has the true yuan aura of the great sword master, and it has not been refined into a sword element, so there is no need to be buried in the sword mound, girl, please go back!"

Yao Caiwei had already expected that he might be refused, but this old man didn't even look at it and let himself go back, how did he conclude that the dual swords behind him had not been refined into a sword element?

At this time, Yao Caiwei stood beside Zhuo Zangfeng, her eyebrows were like distant mountains with green daisies, and her eyes were like lake water clearer.

With Mu Jue's cultivation, how could he not know the doubts in Yao Caiwei's heart.

He smiled lightly and said, "Your twin swords are from the hands of a Buddhist disciple whose cultivation realm is in the realm of the Great Sword Master, his flesh color may no longer be searchable, but there is still his aura on these two swords. ”

Yao Caiwei listened carefully, at least the old man was right in the first sentence.

Mu Jieyou continued: "There are only a handful of cultivators in the Great Sword Master Realm in the world who can refine the sword element, and these two swords naturally have not been refined, but it can be seen from the remaining vitality above that the owner of the double sword has tried countless times, but unfortunately it has not succeeded. ”

The old man looked at Yao Caiwei and said very seriously: "It stands to reason that the owner of this sword is qualified to be buried in the sword mound, but these two swords are still a little short. ”

Yao Caiwei's beautiful eyes showed a look of disappointment.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly interjected: "This coffin I brought, Mr. Mu has not opened it, how can I know the realm of the cultivators inside? If it is an ordinary martial artist in the world, wouldn't Mr. be deceived?"

Although the cultivators of the Land Immortal Realm had an incredibly powerful divine sense, Zhuo Zangfeng still didn't believe in judging the cultivation realm from the breath left by the dead.

Mu Jueyou laughed.

"Although the old man's swordsmanship is not as good as that of Chen Wangbo of the Tang Dynasty, he has the perception of the vitality on the sword and the breath of the dead cultivator, and I believe that no one in the world can match it!"

But no one thinks it's arrogant.

Mu Jueyou's hand was long, he looked at Zhuo Zangfeng, and said loudly: "The old sword man on your waist can't determine the category, but he can sense the sword qi on it. This sword is not ordinary, and I can't understand it for a while, but the bones of the deceased in the coffin are not stiff, although his meridian qi sea has been shattered, but the old man can still know his cultivation realm. ”

"A cultivator, the higher the realm, the stronger the meridians, and the more tenacious the dantian qi sea becomes, if the old man is not wrong, the deceased in this coffin is under the extremely powerful sword qi, and the qi sea shatters and dies in an instant. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't know who He Bikong died in, and only after inquiring afterwards did he know the cause of the death of the great swordsman, and after listening to Mu Jueyou's words, what the other party said was as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but feel respect for this old man.

Only then did he truly serve the sword mound in the world, and I believe that it was not in vain.

It seems that this Mu Jueyou is extremely reasonable, and in strict accordance with the regulations, as long as he meets the conditions, he can be buried in the sword mound.

Just looking at Princess Yuqing's disappointed eyes, my heart was not happy.

Fortunately, she didn't reveal her identity as a princess, otherwise with Mu Jueyu's temperament, she might not have bothered to explain so much to her.

This is also where Zhuo Zangfeng thinks the princess is smart.

But now that she's here, now that she's met herself, it's up to her to find a way to fulfill her wishes.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly said: "Since Mr. Mu has rejected this ...... Girl, then you don't have to go to the sword shrine in the next place. ”

Yao Caiwei's expression moved slightly, and she said, "You can't sacrifice so much for me." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng smiled faintly, but suddenly held her hand and said, "I remember that I once said that I will never leave you." (To be continued.) )