"I don't dare to advise Your Excellency, but I have a little doubt."

Po Yu walked out from behind a big tree next to the road, carrying a knife on his back, and kept a considerable distance from An Wenjian: "Since I arrived in the village yesterday, Your Excellency has not restrained at all. I thought you were warning, but you didn't interrupt me the whole time. I thought that Your Excellency might not want to expose yourself, so I waited in my room for the night, and when you came, I said goodbye without saying goodbye. I really couldn't figure out what Your Majesty meant, so I had to come to me for an answer. ”

“……”

An Wenjian thought about many possibilities, but not including what Po Yu said at this time, his face was strange: "The actual situation is probably much simpler and boring than you think, are you sure you want to hear it?" ”

Po Yu was resolute: "But it doesn't hurt to say it!" ”

"I don't know how to breathe."

An Wen saw helplessness and said honestly: "I don't know how to restrain my breath." ”

There was a sudden silence at the scene.

An Wen saw an innocent, helpless, and speechless expression.

An Xiaofu lowered her head and shrank behind An Wenjian, her shoulders trembling silently.

Feather froze in place, as if petrified.

After a few seconds, Po Yu took a deep breath and broke the silence: "Your Excellency looks young, and there is no twilight on your body, so I don't think you will be too old in the future. However, the cultivation has at least reached the realm of mortal transformation, which is enough to prove that your inheritance is extraordinary. ”

"The method of respiration is just a lowly method, and the method of respiration of each sect and sect is not subject to it for the time being, just talking about the method of respiration that is widely spread in the cultivation world, even the poorest casual cultivation can be easily obtained."

"If you don't want to explain, you can keep your mouth shut, so why lie to me with such a lie that doesn't stand up to scrutiny?"

An Wen saw that he wanted to swear, but An Xiaofu was next to him, as a reliable adult male, he would never burst into foul language in front of children.

"Elder Broken Feather, although what you said is very reasonable, many times, the facts are unreasonable. Believe it or not, I really don't want to stop it, and I don't want to contact you at all. ”

An Wen saw patience: "That's all, if you have nothing else to do, forgive me for leaving." ”

Hearing An Wenjian's explanation again, Po Yu couldn't help frowning: Could it be that he really doesn't understand?

After thinking for a moment, Po Yu took out a very thin book from his body and said loudly: "Since Your Excellency does not know the method of breathing, can I use this method of breathing to form a good relationship with Your Excellency?" ”

The magic of this world!

An Wen was subconsciously excited, but was immediately suppressed by reason, and shook his head: "I do want to, but I have no intention of associating with sect monks." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Po Yu to respond, An Wenjian immediately added: "If you have anything you need, you might as well talk about it." If I do, I may be able to exchange it for the breath in your hand. ”

Po Yu's eyes widened, and a certain guess in his heart seemed to be verified, and the gaze that looked at An Wen became a little hot: [There really is such a guy! ] 】

With great perseverance to suppress the restlessness in his heart, Po Yu moved closer, and maintained a certain degree of vigilance: "Your Excellency, are you really willing to take out what I want, just exchange it for the Breath Technique?" ”

"It's not everything."

An Wenjian corrected: "I have to have it, and the value will not be much higher than the breathing technique." ”

Although he didn't lie, at this moment, An Wenjian deliberately showed his "ignorant" side.

Po Yu saw An Wen Wen and his eyes became more enthusiastic.

"I believe Your Excellency has seen that I am a sword cultivator, and all my skills are on the knife."

Po Yu pretended to think for a while, slowly took off the big knife on his back, the blade was facing him to show friendship, and said to An Wen: "This big knife is from the hand of a mortal blacksmith master, sharpening iron like clay, it is a rare weapon, but it still can't be compared with the magic weapon refined by monks. ”

"It's a pity that our Seven Blades Sect inheritance only has the method of cultivation, and none of the cultivators in the sect can refine magic weapons. If possible, I would like to ask Your Excellency to refine my great sword. You don't need to turn into a magic weapon, you just need to be stronger than you are now! ”

An Wenjian stared at Po Yu for a while, and saw that the latter was a little hairy, before saying, "You can try." ”

Po Yu immediately wrote happiness on his face.

"You pass the knife over,"

An Wenjian looked at Po Yu and asked, "Or should I go over and get it?" ”

Po Yu put down the knife and the breathing technique in his hand, and retreated a distance: "Please!" ”

[This man really has something. 】

An Wen thought of it, stepped forward silently, and did not touch the breathing technique, directly picked up the big knife, looked at it, and asked Po Yu: "In which direction do you want to strengthen?" ”

"Huh?"

Broken Feather didn't understand: "What do you mean?" ”

"The materials used in this knife are average, and there is no way to strengthen it too much, otherwise the blade will not be able to withstand the spiritual power and shatter."

An Wenjian explained: "There are only two things I can do at the moment, to make your knife sharper, or stronger. Which do you choose? ”

"Sharp!"

Broken Feather is quite decisive: "Just sharpen it is enough!" ”

"Okay."

An Wenjian replied calmly, lowered his head, looked at the smooth knife blade, and the tip of the index finger of his right hand extended a small piece of golden needle, unhappy, but very smooth across the knife body.

Not far away, Po Yu stared wide-eyed, as if he didn't want to miss any detail: [It is actually possible to directly condense such a high-purity golden spiritual power, which is worthy of the Mortal Realm... No, it is difficult for ordinary mortal realms to achieve this level! His spiritual root should be based on golden spiritual root, and the spell he is good at should also be metallic! 】

[Do you use the method of adding formations to strengthen, it seems that the inheritance he has obtained contains at least three aspects: metallic spells, refining weapons, and formations! ] Young, with excellent luck and a lovely "daughter" ... Good, that's great! 】

An Wen saw that he didn't know how active Po Yu's inner activity was, so he quickly arranged a [Blade Gold Array] on the body of the knife, picked up the breath collection technique and stuffed it into the cuffs, then held the handle of the knife, injected spiritual power to activate the formation, and a thin layer of golden light appeared on the blade of the big knife.

"Optimistic."

An Wenjian reminded him and let go of the handle of the knife, only to see that the big knife fell naturally, as if it had fallen into the water, and it sank into the ground until the knife touched the ground.

“！！”

Broken Feather was really scared.

"How,"

An Wenjian asked calmly, "Are you satisfied?" ”

"Satisfied... Satisfied, satisfied! ”

Po Yu said three times in a row that he was satisfied, looking a little impatient to take the knife, and he didn't dare to walk over, but he didn't dare to urge An Wen to see the tangled look.

An Wenjian silently stepped back for a while.

Broken Feather immediately trotted forward, grabbed the hilt, and pulled it out.

The remaining golden light on the blade suddenly left a knife mark more than a meter long on the ground.

"Good!"

Po Yu gently stroked the blade of the knife, as if he was touching his lover, and it looked strange and scary.

An Xiaofu couldn't help but shrink behind An Wenjian.

"Since Elder Broken Feather is satisfied, I will also take my leave, thank you for your breathing technique."

An Wenjian showed no regret, took An Xiaofu's little hand, and moved forward unhurriedly while guarding against the sneak attack of Broken Feather.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency!"

Po Yu stood still, seeing An Wen completely out of his sight, he silently said in his heart: "I believe we will meet again soon......"