Xie Zheng didn't hear his words, and asked directly: "So, you are the master of Cuiwei Mountain, and the master of my master?" ”

or Shizun's father, but she didn't dare to say anything more about this speculation.

After a long while, he looked at her lightly and asked, "They call me the Lord of Cuiwei Mountain?" ”

Xie Zheng: "? ”

"You are the Lord of Cuiwei Mountain, you ask me?"

Seeing that his face began to be unhappy again, Xie Zheng hurriedly made amends: "No, my master is the number one sword cultivator in the Sea Continent today, and the first person under the dome, who would dare to say anything about him, if it weren't for the fact that I heard someone talk about it in the land of witches by chance... I didn't know that my master still had him..."

"There is also Mr. Xun You, he is now the dean of Bailu Academy, and he is nicknamed Confucian Sage, as for Wan Qixiang, he is now the city lord of Tangtang City in Tangzhou, if you want to say how powerful she is, I think she will turn into a god."

Xie Zheng said everything he knew as if he was pouring beans, but he didn't expect his face to be even uglier than Fang Cai.

One big and one small stared at the small eye, and was silent for a long time, he suddenly raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm.

This sword doesn't look distinctive, the black hilt, scabbard and even a piece of fresh green bamboo that has been chopped down at random, tattered, and completely incomparable to her Folding Moon.

"This sword's name is Cuiwei, and it's my saber."

Seeing him introduce his wife, Xie Zheng also lit up the sword in his hand, and his eyebrows danced: "This is my sword, named Zhiyue, which was cast for me by my master himself, and when it was baked, it also attracted the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!" ”

As a master, when he saw the sword forged by his apprentice, his face was much better.

After introducing their respective wives, the two began to be speechless again.

Xie Zheng got up from the ground, held his sword and bowed his hand, and gave him a salute: "I don't know what the master is doing here, why do you want to pull the disciple in." ”

Xu is the 'master ancestor' in Xie Zheng's mouth listened to it, and the Cuiwei Mountain Lord unexpectedly showed a faint smile.

"I thought it should be Xun Lang who came in, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Xie Zheng was stunned for a moment, not understanding this sentence.

However, before she could ask, the Cuiwei Mountain Lord said again: "This is a remnant soul that I left in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, if there is a drastic change in the outside world, the remnant soul will awaken." ”

Xie Zheng immediately followed his words and said, "Then Master, you woke up at the right time!" Those damned souls from another world have almost destroyed the Demon Realm and the Nine Nether Mansions, and they have also colluded with the gods of sin in the Exiled Lands in a vain attempt to open the rift and destroy our world! ”

"Senior Ancestor, just before I came in, we were gathering the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in Luoxiang Peak, preparing to support the Demon Realm!"

"It's been three days now, if you don't go out again, I'm afraid something will happen!"

In fact, there will be no accidents, even if she is not there, there are people in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who can take their disciples to the demon world, but they are not alarmist, they mainly want to go out.

When the Lord of Cuiwei Mountain heard this, his brows furrowed slightly: "Your master, what kind of cultivation is it now?" ”

Xie Zheng thought for a moment and replied truthfully: "I can't see it, but it should be about to soar." ”

Hearing this answer, he was obviously a little surprised: "The curse of the Tianhai Continent has disappeared?" ”

"Cursed?"

He nodded and sighed slightly: "About 10,000 years ago, there was a flying immortal who made a big mistake and escaped when he was banished, until he was discovered in the Tianhai Continent more than three thousand years ago. ”

Xie Zheng: "......"

"And then we haven't been able to ascend for more than 3,000 years, and it's difficult to break through even the Mahayana period?!"

Co-authoring this so-called Heavenly Dao punishment is all an unwarranted disaster?!

"Master, can I ask, what is the name of this escaped sin immortal?"

The Cuiwei Mountain Lord frowned and thought for a moment, then replied, "You Ke." ”

After being silent for a while, Xie Zheng raised his head and asked in a deep voice, "How did the ancestor learn all this?" ”

The four eyes met, Xie Zheng's eyes were calm and fearless, and he did not choose to be unconditionally careful about his words because the other party's strength was above her, nor because of his identity and status.

She's questioning, she's thinking.

This made the Cuiwei Mountain Lord very satisfied, and decided to be honest with her: "Although I died, I accidentally became the sword spirit of the Heavenly Dao Sword. ”

Xie Zheng: "? ”

What sword?!

"Sword of the Heavenly Dao?!"

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Xie Zheng's eyes widened: "Master, does this sword really exist?!" ”

"Of course there is."

He raised his hand, and the ordinary, even tattered sword, came out of its sheath in an instant, and the sword light was like practice, wrapped in the breath of the supreme law of heaven and earth, almost pressing Xie Zheng out of breath.

Xu Shi noticed that there was no blood on her face, he put away his sword, curled his lips and smiled: "This sword, do you want it?" ”

As soon as the sword was sheathed, the coercion disappeared in an instant, Xie Zheng gasped heavily, and then shook his head decisively: "Don't." ”

The Cuiwei Mountain Lord was slightly stunned: "Don't?" ”

Xie Zheng nodded, and was confident: "Yes, I have a broken moon, what do I need other swords for?" Besides, this is your sword, Master. ”

Then she couldn't have asked for it.

His expression was faint, once again emphasizing the fact that -

"I'm dead."

Xie Zheng replied and said, "Although I really want to find the Sword of the Heavenly Dao, I don't plan to give up the Folding Moon, Master, if you want to find a suitable successor for Cuiwei, that person will definitely not be me." ”

Hearing her words, the Cuiwei Mountain Lord was not angry, and the expression on his face did not even change in the slightest, but instead bent the corners of his lips, looking in a good mood.

"In that case, then you can use the moon."

At this point, just when Xie Zheng thought that she could finally go out, the ancestor in front of her suddenly turned into an emerald green light, and swooped into the body of the Folding Moon Sword.

Before she could react, this world with collapsed opinions completely collapsed, countless lights and shadows flashed in front of her eyes, and the next moment, she only felt a pain in her buttocks.

She actually fell from mid-air and fell to the square in front of the Luoxiang Peak Canteen!

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who couldn't get through had already dispersed, and only Song Heng, Yan Yushuang and Zhao Zhao were waiting by the flowers, as if waiting for her to come out.

Sensing the movement, the three of them turned their heads together, just in time to see the picture of Xie Zheng's buttocks falling to the ground.

Song Heng and Yan Yushuang glanced at each other, the latter was expressionless, but Song Heng couldn't help it, beating his thighs and laughing wildly.

Zhao Zhao glared at him fiercely, his figure flashed, and he fell to Xie Zheng's side, pulling her up, and the expression on his face was so aggrieved.

"Mother, where have you been?"

Xie Zheng patted the dust on his buttocks that didn't exist, and said casually: "I went to see my ancestor, by the way, Zhaozhao, how long have I been away?" ”

Zhao Zhao tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "It's been two hours." ”

While the two were talking, Yan Yushuang and Song Heng also walked over.

"Xie Zheng, what are you doing? How did it fall from the sky? ”