"The disciple heard that Uncle Shi has a world-shattering swordsmanship, called 'A Sword of Peeping into the Sky', which is similar to the method of foresight such as physiognomy.

"Uncle Shi can see that there are not many disciples Yangshou?"

Just when the silver-haired Daoist was turning his thoughts in his heart, he heard Zhang Xu reply without humility or arrogance.

This son seems to know his fate, but he is still so calm?

"Oh? Precisely. ”

Dao Hengzi put away the thoughts related to Dao Yan's senior brother Shou Yuan in his heart, and his curiosity was slightly aroused by the young man.

"The disciple is 'Tiantong Numerology', and he knows that there is not much longevity left.

"Only with the help of the advantages of the Heavenly Spirit Root, in the short remaining time, can we survive by impacting the Jindan Stage, even the Yuan Infant Stage, and even the higher realm.

In this way, he lived up to the expectations of Master Daoyan; In this way, it is worth coming to this world. ”

Zhang Xu's tone was plain and ordinary, but when he said it, it revealed a bit of unswerving commitment to the path of cultivation, and by extension, the meaning of fighting with the sky.

Outside the window, there were no clouds.

At this moment, it was close to noon, and the sun was in full bloom on the sword head peak, and the sun was like fire.

The sun is like the tone of a young man, in the ordinary world that can be seen every day, revealing a persistent heat and brightness.

Dao Hengzi stood silent for a few breaths, thinking in his heart that Le Xun was worried just now, and he already had a fixed number.

He first turned his back and turned his back on the qi machine and pinched a few complicated tricks.

The mud walls of the room, intact as before, collapsed silently and made a straight crack.

Zhang Xu saw it clearly, and after the straight crack kicked up the smoke and dust for a while, it expanded to both sides, forming a square secret door.

Then, the silver-haired Taoist turned around and slowly said to Zhang Xu:

"Come with me."

After speaking, Dao Hengzi took the lead in stepping into the secret door.

"The disciple obeys."

Although the young man was a little confused, he still followed Dao Hengzi generously and walked into the narrow secret passage.

Anyway, from the perspective of "knowing the misfortune", Dao Hengzi did not have a trace of hostility towards himself from beginning to end.

If he was really dissatisfied with Zhang Xu, no matter how small the hostility was, he would definitely be caught by the latter, and the young man would definitely not put himself under the dangerous wall.

The secret passage is excavated from the rocks of the mountain, and the walls are inlaid with moonstones, so it is not difficult to see things clearly.

Zhang Xu got a good opportunity to look at Dao Hengzi's back, and the "Eye Blessing" magic power was naturally activated:

[Dao Hengzi: Male, Elder of Xuanji Holy Land, Abbot of the First Line of the Sword Sect, Jintu Linggen, age 286, quiet personality, hobby of sweets and Go. 】

Huh? Go is just a normal hobby, Uncle Shi, you are a 200-year-old man, and you still like to eat sweets?

The young man was really shocked by the whale on his face.

The secret road is more and more open, the beginning is extremely narrow, only to pass people, repeat dozens of steps, suddenly open up.

When Dao Hengzi stopped, the two of them had already come to a bright cellar, and the walls of the cave were full of all kinds of swords, which were dazzling by the moonstone.

Some are ingenious, some are extremely sharp, and some are mighty.

Dao Hengzi didn't reach out to grab any of the swords on the wall, he walked straight to an ordinary corner, pinched another mysterious magic trick with both hands, and then stroked it on the ground with both palms.

As he injected his white and yellow qi into the dirt, after a few breaths, a small and continuous "hill" arched over the ground.

The silver-haired Taoist stood up, raised his right hand in the shape of a sword finger, and a golden sword light shot out from the "hill", which was taken by the former's qi machine, floating in the air and shining brightly.

"At the end of the Fahui Era, the Diancang faction suddenly rose, spanning more than 5,000 years, until the end of the Taiyi Period, it gradually declined. This sword is one of the seven swords of the Diancang faction, called the Diancang Red Golden Sword. I put it in this sword kiln, and raised it with sword qi and earth machine. ”

Zhang Xu's head is admired.

[Diancang Red Golden Sword: Nicknamed "Cangsheng", one of the eight swords of the Diancang faction, it fits the monks of gold and earth spiritual roots, if you hold this sword to destroy the evil demons, it has the effect of prolonging the life of the holder. 】

There is such a strange ancient sword?

Just when Zhang Xu was surprised by the power of the red golden sword, he heard the silver-haired Taoist suddenly ask:

"I have a question, do you have any affection for Xun'er?"

Dao Hengzi injected his own qi into the Diancang Red Golden Sword, and the golden ancient sword "ding" made a long sound, so excited that the sword body trembled, and made a great sound.

I-wipe ——!

Uncle Shi, you obviously don't have the slightest hostility towards me in your heart, but you want to use this sword to suppress me......

The boy knew that no matter if he replied "yes" or "no", Dao Hengzi would not do anything to himself, and the silver-haired Taoist would want to choose different ways to deal with it according to his answer.

However, if you don't say what you really think, the consequences will not be too good.

Zhang Xu smiled bitterly in his heart on the side, the more this is the case, the more he needs to seriously think about Dao Hengzi's question.

This question is not easy to answer, it is related to her true heart and Xiao Nizi's lifelong happiness.

Stimulated by such scenes, the boy's memories began to regress, and the second fusion of memories since the time traveled began at this moment.

Zhang Xu remembered the girl's smile over the years, her sad face, her cute appearance, and her howling and crying were all vividly displayed in front of her.

If she never appeared in front of him again, she would definitely be extremely disappointed.

The predecessor was really an elm head, turning a blind eye to it?

Not necessarily, it's just that the predecessor knew some facts about his little longevity through the channel of Dao Yan Master, and he didn't dare to express a trace of affection hidden deep in his heart.

That's why the predecessor lived in Gushen Peak without leaving home, cultivating and learning the formation so frantically, that he was very lacking in dealing with the rest of the same sect, and even had a bad relationship with the other senior brothers and sisters of the formation sect.

For this is what the master calculated:

Only by practicing a hundred times more diligently than ordinary people can I be extremely Tailai and change my life against the sky!

opened his heart layer by layer, and Zhang Xu also solved a trace of answers.

"Ding!"

The Diancang Red Golden Sword let out a soft roar, like a phoenix chirping crane, and the five characters that only Dao Hengzi could see appeared on the sword body:

"I don't know what to do."

The silver-haired Taoist nodded secretly in his heart, his purpose of this style of "Conscience and One Sword" had been achieved, and he successfully obtained the mystery in the young man's heart, and learned that the latter did not have a wrong mouth.

This means that the affection is buried deep in the heart, that even the young man himself cannot easily detect it, and he needs to study deeply to get his true meaning.

Dao Hengzi didn't break it, he still needed Zhang Xu's verbal answer.

The young man thought for a few breaths, and said:

"Don't hide it from Uncle Le, the disciple does have a trace of affection for Senior Sister Le Xun, which is hidden deep in his heart.

"It's just that the disciple doesn't know if he can achieve immortality, and he wants to compete with the heavens first! In this way, we can live up to our reputation. ”

The silver-haired Taoist laughed:

"Yay! I will lend you this sword, how can a cultivator not have a good sword by his side? ”

Zhang Xu couldn't help but be stunned, this ancient sword was completely compatible with Uncle Dao Heng's Golden Earth Spirit Root, he actually planned to give it to me?

"The disciple didn't dare to hold such a valuable sword, so he asked his uncle to take it back."

The boy excused himself truthfully.

The silver-haired Taoist put the red golden sword into the sheath and handed it to Zhang Xu:

"Don't panic, I'm just borrowing you for the time being, if you lose the battle with the sky, this sword will naturally return to my hands.

"But if you can enter Jindan Avenue in this life, the red golden sword is a congratulatory gift from the head of the sword to you and Le Xun to conclude a good relationship."