In the dark room, the lights were bright, and in the very center, there sat a very kind white-bearded old man.

Sang Luo always felt that this old man was a little weird, not the same as the previous Yaochi Master.

As soon as he saw the three of them, the old man beckoned very warmly,

"Quick, come here."

Sang Luo subconsciously blocked Song Qingyun behind her, while Chu Yanshu blocked in front of her, looking at the white-bearded old man in front of him with an indifferent expression.

Sang Luo was slightly stunned when he saw Chu Yanshu's movements, and then pulled him back.

Did this dog forget that he was a weak chicken?

Song Qingyun emerged from behind Sang Luo, holding the Chongming sword and complaining,

"You look like a bad old man who abducts and sells children."

The white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a more kind smile,

"Kid, you're going to be wrong."

Song Qingyun looked at him, his big eyes blinked,

"Are you ......?"

"Yes, I'm ......"

The white-bearded old man looked forward to it, expecting Song Qingyun to say that word-

"After the fall as mentioned in the book, the villain boss who is unwilling to dissipate and wait for the young knight to come and try to take it away!"

Song Qingyun spit out this string in one breath, and the white-bearded old man almost fell off the high platform in fright.

Sang Luo looked at this funny old man and was a little suspicious of his identity.

The old man got up from the ground and yelled at Song Qingyun,

"The old man is not a villain!"

"The old man is the Wind Breaking Sword Venerable who fell three thousand years ago!"

Song Qingyun's eyes blinked a few times,

"Sword Venerable, ......."

The Wind Breaker raised his chin,

"Ignorant child, hurry up and let the old man see your bones!"

Song Qingyun glanced at him with a strange expression,

"Do you think I'm the backbone?"

The more you talk about it, the more it looks like a snatcher!

The Wind Breaker Sword Venerable in front of him touched his beard and said,

"Of course, let me see your roots and accept my inheritance!"

Song Qingyun paused, thought for a moment, and then asked him with a serious face,

"Can you do a three?"

Cloak Sword Venerable was stunned, what is this kid talking about?

Song Qingyun asked again,

"Can you beat the three gods when you are a baby?"

The Wind Breaker Sword Venerable looked at Song Qingyun, paused for a long time, and said lovingly,

"Kid, are you excited and start babbling nonsense?"

This kid must have heard what he said, and felt that he was about to accept the inheritance, so he began to babble excitedly!

Song Qingyun rolled her eyes,

"What's there to be excited about, you definitely can't look at you like this, old man!"

The white-bearded old man's eyes widened,

"What did you say?!"

Song Qingyun looked contemptuous, this look made Sang Luo feel as if he was Pei Jingxing, and he couldn't be arrogant.

"My master can play three!"

"And my master still beats the three gods when he was a baby!"

"Knocked out all the gods!"

"My master is also a sword venerable! And the name is better than yours! ”

"Young Master Ben was born with a sword bone, can anyone be a master casually?"

Sang Luo felt that Song Qingyun was also a little wrong.

There's been something wrong with this kid's arrogance lately.

Chu Yanshu tilted his head and said to her,

"Look at the Chongming Sword in his arms."

Sang Luo followed Chu Yanshu's gaze and looked over, the sword in Song Qingyun's arms was shining with fiery red light.

Chu Yanshu said in a low voice,

"Chongming Jianzun is a young genius, he is upright by nature, and he died of martyrdom for the human race, and the sword spirit born by his sword naturally has this arrogance, and he can't look down on this kind of unpopular soul and steals his life, and he also calls himself Jianzun."