From all angles, Lu Ningan should have been deceived. But there was always a glimmer of hope in his heart.

That story is so wonderful, what if it's true?

This fluke continued until he and Ling Xiaowu returned to the stall together, and then saw an identical sword case appear on the old stall again, selling it to a young monk.

"This sword was handed down by my ancestors, called the 'Shadowless Invisible Sword', which was forged by my ancestor for his wife. There's a love story here, and I'll tell you slowly..."

Lu Ningan: !!

Why has it become a love story again? What the hell is the Shadowless Invisible Sword?

Why don't you have so many stories, why don't you go to the story with the tower monks?

"Xiao Wu, don't stop me, I'm going to reason with him!"

"Okay, go ahead, I'll cheer you on." An encouraging smile appeared on Ling Xiaowu's face as he raised his small fist, "Work hard! Come on!"

Seeing Ling Xiaowu's attitude, Lu Ningan was not too embarrassed to pass.

Immortal cultivators are actually similar to shopping on the antique street, the test is eyesight, and after the transaction, they will not be returned!

It is Lao Dao's ability to sell the sword box as a fairy sword, but then again, if there is really an "invisible sword" in this sword box, Lao Dao can't regret taking the sword back.

Of course, the old story is suspected of deceiving people, but isn't it true that other people sell things to deceive people?

At the very least, Lu Ningan has grown so big that he has not bought any box of instant noodles that is the same as advertised.

On the contrary, the old-fashioned sword box is indeed made of solid materials and exquisite workmanship, and it is reasonable to say that it is worth thousands of dollars.

"Forget it, that's it, I really like the story he told."

Lu Ning'an sighed, then took off the sword box from his back and put it in his hand, and said calmly, "For the sake of that story, I will assume that there is really a fairy sword in this sword box."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Lu Ningan said this, a slight sword sound seemed to sound in his ears.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

At this moment, a loud bell rang from the main peak of the Silver Sword Sect.

The bazaar instantly fell silent, and everyone looked up, only to see three old Taoists in splendid silver robes, each stepping on a fairy sword, coming from the sky from the main peak.

Ling Xiaowu turned his head slightly and introduced to Lu Ning'an in a low voice, "These three people are the top of the Silver Sword Sect, and the white-bearded old man flying at the front is the head of the Silver Sword Sect, and he is the peak realm of Yuan Ying. Standing behind him are the Great Elder and the Second Elder, who also have the strength of the middle and late stages of the Yuan Infant."

Lu Ningan nodded lightly.

It's not a loss to be the second sect, it's really powerful!

Soon, the three of them landed at the front of the square under the watchful eye of everyone.

The head of the Silver Sword stepped forward, his face was clean, and he said, "Fellow Daoists, the opening ceremony of the Seven Swords Great Competition will begin in five hours, please invite representatives of all sects to come with me to the main peak to gather!"

Under the agitation of true qi, the words of the head of the silver sword clearly reached everyone's ears.

Then, the three heads of the Silver Sword immediately turned around and flew back in the direction of the main peak. ….

Hundreds of figures rose from the ground, turned into streamers, and flew after the three of them.

"Ning An, you can go quickly." Ling Xiaowu said to Lu Ning'an, "The head of the Silver Sword must have set up a banquet on the main peak to welcome you, and it is estimated that the Silver Sword Sect also wants to have a meeting with you before the ceremony begins, and meet the process of Dabi."

"Okay."

Lu Ningan took a step forward, and then suddenly remembered an embarrassing question.

The dignified Aoba takeaway Mr. Lu can't fly yet...

What can I do? Walk over?

By the time I got there, I guess the banquet would have been over.

"Don't worry, Xiao Lang-kun." Meng Hongping's voice remembered at the right time, "Raise a fan for a thousand days, use a fan for a while, and you gave it to a slave during this time."

There are so many elixirs that nourish the soul at home, the slave family can take you to fly today."

"Thank you, Sister Hongping." Lu Ning'an was overjoyed, and immediately took out the red fan from his waist, and then asked carefully, "You take me to fly, there won't be any problems with the jade senior, right?"

"Don't worry, the true spirit of the Jade Immortal has become more and more stable recently, and there is no need for the slave family to maintain it from time to time."

"That's great!" Hearing her say that the true spirit of the jade predecessor was stable, Lu Ningan was very happy.

"In that case, then please Xiao Langjun hold the red fan tightly, we are going to fly!"

"Good!"

The next moment, the red fan in Lu Ningan's right hand suddenly rose, took Lu Ningan off the ground, and then flew towards the main peak.

There is no problem with flight stability or anything, the main thing is that the flight posture is a little different from others.

The others are all flying with fairy swords or magic weapons, standing or sitting, while Lu Ningan is holding his right hand in front of him, and his body is being carried behind, flying horizontally.

The seven little girls of the Water Spirit Clan looked up and watched Lu Ning'an fly overhead, and exclaimed.

"There's nothing surprising about the monk's flying attitudes." The tower monk said, "I have seen this kind of flying posture of Mr. Lu on TV before, and there is a crooked fruit cultivator named Suern who flies like this."

At this time, another group of disciples of the Silver Sword Sect came over in the square, persuaded and helped the monks to clean up their stalls and prepare to set up the venue for the opening ceremony in the afternoon.

……

It feels really good to fly, especially when your scalp doesn't hurt when you fly.

Lu Ningan looked at the red fan in front of him, and secretly made up his mind in his heart that when this incident was over, he must practice the sword flying technique in the sword technique.

Edgeworth's flying technique is much gentler than Edgeworth's hurting technique, so... There shouldn't be any more moths, right?

Soon, Lu Ning'an arrived at the top of the main peak, and the three heads of the Silver Sword Sect greeted everyone here with more than a dozen core disciples of the Silver Sword Sect.

Among them, the head of the silver sword was full of smiles, greeting everyone, and his serious appearance in the square before was almost like two people.

"Ah, Master Ling! It's been a long time, please be inside, please!"

"Oh? Is this the head of the Jade family with a new hairstyle? Novel and chic, novel and chic!"

"Ah, the Demon Venerable is here, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, and you're still so handsome!"

"Ah, Master Jin, don't be so fierce, all the guests who came today are guests, smile, smile."

"Oh, you must be the head of the Blood Golem Gate, right? Is it not hot to wear so tightly on a hot day? Go and sit with Li Jiazhuang in the house and relieve the heat!"

"Ah, Brother Yun, Brother Tian, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it so much!"

"This is the Great Elder of the Mechanical Technology Sword Sect, right? Look up for a long time, look up for a long time."

"Ah, this Taoist friend has an extraordinary bearing, could it be a Taoist friend from overseas?"

"It's not." Lu Ningan fell to the ground, took off his mask, and said with a smile, "I'm Lu Ning'an, the manager of the Aoba Takeaway Liaison Department."

Hearing this, all the bigwigs of the other sects around him stopped and looked at Lu Ningan with curious eyes.

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