Jun Wuyuan glanced at him and said with little interest, "What are you doing here?"

Qin Yuetian: "My subordinates are a little worried about the Pavilion Master, so I came to take a look."

Jun Wuyuan's reaction was still indifferent: "Go back." It's all right."

He said it was fine, but he didn't look like it at all.

Qin Yuetian is not idle and courteous, he has an idea in his heart, and he specially came to confirm with Jun Wuyuan today.

"Pavilion Master, do you know if there is a weapon in this world that can match the Yin Yang Qiankun Sword?"

Jun Wuyuan's eyes finally had some content, looked at him and said, "You don't still want to snatch Su Yiyuan's knife, do you? I remind you that she has more power than ordinary people can deal with."

Of course, Qin Yuetian knew this, and said with his head bowed: "The subordinates know, but if they go on like this, the Yin Yang Pavilion will only be pressed down by Chaotianwei in the future, and the pavilion master is injured, and in a few days, he is afraid that he will have to retreat and cultivate again, and his subordinates must be prepared."

Jun Wuyuan also roughly understands his opinion.

He groaned and said, "In the days of this retreat, the affairs in the cabinet have really bothered you, when it comes to weapons that can rival the Yin and Yang Qiankun Sword, don't you have one in your hand?"

Qin Yuetian's face was stunned, and he immediately understood what he meant: "What does the pavilion master mean by the subordinate Ghost Tooth Knife?"

Jun Wuyuan snorted and explained slowly, "When you got that ghost tooth knife, this seat reminded you that this thing is yin and evil, and if you don't grasp it well, I'm afraid it will backfire on its master."

Qin Yuetian immediately said, "What if you have a good grasp of it? The pavilion master also said that now only this knife can match the Yin Yang Qiankun Knife, if the subordinates can control it well, don't we have another bargaining chip in our hands?"

Jun Wuyuan squinted at him for a moment.

In fact, he could somewhat see some of Qin Yuetian's ambitions.

But as a man, who wouldn't have ambition? 、

Including himself, doesn't he also want to be under one person and above 10,000 people, and win the Kyushu Xuanmen?

After a while, he changed his posture and leaned on the chair, and said lightly, "Have you ever heard of the origin of this ghost tooth knife?"

Without waiting for Qin Yuetian to answer, he continued: "It is said that eight hundred years ago, the Yin Yang Qiankun Knife fell into the hands of a person with an unrighteous mind, this person swept the rivers and lakes with a knife, killing innocents indiscriminately, and the entire righteous path could not compete with it, and the last master who was good at refining weapons came up with a way to deal with him."

Qin Yuetian looked at him fixedly, his eyes flashing with a faint excitement.

Jun Wuyuan let out a chuckle: "It is to refine a weapon that can open the Xuan Dao like the Yin Yang Qiankun Knife to bury this person."

"Could it be that this knife is a ghost tooth knife?!"

Qin Yuetian asked excitedly.

Jun Wuyuan's eyes drifted away, and he said in a light tone: "In the end, he did refine it, and he also used that knife to bury the people who plagued the rivers and lakes, but in this world, there is one more demon knife from now on."

Qin Yuetian didn't seem to hear the two words of the demon sword, his eyes flashed with an almost crazy light, and he looked at him with a burning look.

"Is what the Pavilion Master said true? Can the Ghost Tooth Knife really defeat the Yin Yang Qiankun Knife?"

Jun Wuyuan stood up and said indifferently, "This seat has only heard about it, if you don't believe it, you can go and check it out again."

In fact, for the current Qin Yuetian, whether what he said is true or not is secondary.

Importantly, he rekindled his hope.

ignited, the hope of dominating the rivers and lakes!

Seeing his excited appearance, Jun Wuyuan said casually, "This seat is about to start retreat, and from today onwards, all the affairs in the cabinet will be handled by you."

Qin Yuetian was still immersed in joy, and when he heard this, he arched his hand at him and said, "Your subordinates follow the orders of the pavilion master."

Jun didn't have a chance to speak, and when he turned around, he didn't even have a superfluous look, and walked straight to the entrance of the secret passage.

Qin Yuetian stood in place and sent him off, and only raised his head until Jun Wuyuan was completely gone.

His eyes were ambitious, his face was full of irrepressible joy, and finally he was king

He glanced in the direction where he had disappeared, and then turned to leave.

After the selection of saints, Su Yiyuan and the others rested at home for a while, and then they were going to enter the palace to prepare for the annual summer festival.

In addition to the year-end sacrifice, the summer festival is also a big sacrifice of the year, and all the departments in the palace attach great importance to it.

Murong Jie took care of Murong Zhen at home for a few days, and he was really a little depressed, so he couldn't help but come out to have fun.

In early summer, the weather was crisp, and the group chatted while listening to music under the shade of the trees, tasting good wine and food, which was also a good thing.

When he was in a good mood, his wandering heart was a little impatient, and he sighed: "Oh, in this situation, there is no beauty on the side red sleeves to add fragrance, it's a pity."

After a pause, he looked at Li Moxing and Li Wenyuan and said, "Aren't the two princes both people with families? Why don't you bring the side concubines and concubines in the house, it's so lively, just a few of us men, it's really dull."

Bai Yuexiu glanced at him, coughed lightly, and motioned for him not to talk more.

Murong Jie didn't understand what he meant, and asked Li Moxing again, "It seems that there are also three side rooms in King Ling's mansion, right?" I heard that everyone is as beautiful as a flower, and their talents are both beautiful, why don't you go to the prince's mansion another day to listen to the music, and feast your eyes on the way?"

He is a gentleman, and he is also a well-known figure in the capital, and when it comes to Fengyue, he is even more energetic, as if the beauty is right in front of him.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Li Wenyuan, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but feel a resentment in his heart.

Although he and Li Moxing both received a lot of rewards from the emperor, in terms of women alone, he was a lot less than Li Moxing.

Besides, there is also a Su Yiyuan, who took the initiative to run from him to Li Moxing's side.

Thinking about it, he glanced coldly at Li Moxing, and took a sip of wine to cover it up.

Being so flattered by Murong Jie is not what Li Moxing wants.

Although there were many women in his house, he had never touched any of them, let alone felt that they were as beautiful as flowers.

Thinking like this, Su Yiyuan's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, if the word beautiful as a flower was to describe her, he felt that it was very appropriate.

Before he could reply, Murong Jie himself suddenly remembered something, and his whole body became excited.

"By the way, isn't Miss Su elected as a saint? Since we're all friends, why don't we go out and celebrate?"

Bai Yuexiu: "......"

Li Moxing: "......"

The wine that Li Wenyuan put into his mouth almost squirted out, and his eyes looked at him in surprise, with a little anger in his eyes.

He had every reason to suspect that this guy was doing it on purpose.

Knowing Su Yiyuan's identity, and also witnessing the scene where she and Li Moxing were eyebrows, why did he mention her at this time?