"Houshan, when you want to go, you can go, the position of the head of the family, in the final analysis, is the business of our Zhang family, as the young master, when you want to sit in this position, we will not have an opinion."

"This rune lock is related to all the ways of our Zhang family's rune cultivation, and it is also a test for each generation of family masters, you must be fully prepared, and the three of us will not stop you."

Zhang Yunsheng took his beads and wrapped them around his waist again in three or two clicks. The fingertips touched the gold threads in the glass, and the runes in the beads of the glass slowly rippled.

Her left and right hands were combined, her fingertips staggered, and she pinched flexibly, and the black beads were hidden around her waist.

After the second elder and the third elder finished explaining, they silently looked at the current demeanor of their young master, and they always felt a little panicked in their hearts.

This uncomfortable feeling is like a thread that cannot be found, entangled and inseparable.

Until the two glanced at the Great Elder.

This old colleague, dressed in dark red brocade clothes and full of white hair, was staring at Jian Xiu beside Zhang Yunsheng, and he couldn't wait for a pair of eyes to fly out and slap on Jian Xiu's face.

Before Liu Yunqing came, he specially asked Zhang Yunsheng for a mirror, and straightened out a few strands of hair floating on his forehead all the year round, and tied them meticulously with the only thin strip of cloth.

At that time, Fu Xiu smiled faintly beside him and asked softly: "Didn't you always borrow a sword to take a picture at random when you wiped the wind in the past, why did you deliberately use a mirror today?"

Liu Yunqing didn't look up, turned his face sideways, and looked at himself with a bronze mirror in his eyes.

"Each has its own use, and mirrors are born to shine on people."

"What about the wind?"

"When I wasn't human."

？？？

Zhang Yunsheng's beautiful eyes were lightly picked, she never thought that she would hear such words from Mu Ne's Liu Yunqing's mouth.

"Your disciples of Fu Feng used to say that the people of our Sword Peak look like dogs, but they don't look like dogs."

"When I meet you with the elders this time, I have to make myself look like a real person."

The black-clothed sword cultivator said it sincerely, without the meaning of half a joke, and his eyebrows were even clearer, far clearer than the ice and snow all over the mountain, he seemed to be the spirit that had just turned into a human form in this snowy mountain, and his every move revealed the word nature.

Zhang Yunsheng squinted slightly, and unhurriedly leaned behind the bronze mirror held by the man.

In his snow-capped mountains, there is only one Zhang Yunsheng.

"Ahem, ahem." The Great Elder put his fist against his chin in his hand, pretending to be old.

"Xiao Sheng'er, you go to the back mountain and untie the rune lock, we have no opinion. In other words, we never had a problem with this from the beginning to the end. ”

"Since the two of you entered the door, isn't it the question of your contract that we have been studying?"

The second elder and the third elder also came back to their senses, and then realized that their thoughts had been abducted by this little girl just now!

Also, which Fu Xiu can see the seventy-two blessing beads and be as stable as Mount Tai discussing the love of children on the side.

"Xiao Sheng'er, he is a sword cultivator, you must know that he is a sword cultivator, after the two of you become Taoist couples, not to mention, as far as the ink you use to draw the talisman, he is afraid that he will not be able to give you a tael of money for one hundred and eighty years."

The second elder folded his hands in front of him, patted helplessly, and flicked his sleeves after speaking.

"Why do I need him to buy me ink, I'm a Yuan Infant Fu Xiu, can't I afford to buy one or two inks myself?"

Zhang Yunsheng pretended to be puzzled and asked as a matter of course.

“……”

The three elders were unwilling to give up and continued:

"He is a sword cultivator, which monk in the world doesn't know, the sword cultivator only has a sword in his heart! The sword is their sweetheart! He is with you, if there is a disagreement one day, maybe he will cut his wife with a sword, and he will be ruthless! Look at the wives and beasts in the world, which one does not use a sword?!! ”

There have indeed been such cases in the cultivation realm, where a certain monk has not been quiet, and has been suffering from a bottleneck for a long time, first going to the mortals to enter the red dust, and then cutting off the relatives, and the affection into the ruthless, once the enlightenment is broken.

However, most monks will not kill a mortal who has a cause and effect with them for no reason, and there must be a hidden meaning in these things.

When the three elders said this, they were also partial generalizations.

"No, it won't." Liu Yunqing suddenly spoke.

"I won't behead my wife, I won't cultivate the ruthless way, my sword path is the way of my sword, only me and my sword, I can't tolerate other people's cause and effect."

"I also don't use other people to give myself an epiphany, it's a sign of incompetence."

"But I shouldn't have only one sword in this life, before I became a monk, I was first a man of flesh and blood."

"On my path to immortality, in addition to the sword path that I will pursue all my life, there are also people with whom I am willing to live forever."

"Seven emotions and six desires, I don't give up, eight hardships, nine hardships and ten tribulations, I am not afraid. Since monks are born to walk against the sky, then I don't want to give up this body cleanly, why not go against the sky. ”

"Zhang Sheng is my wife, and she is the person I want to protect with the sword path I have sought all my life."

“……”

After that, the hall was silent.

Liu Yunqing suddenly made an oath, and said loudly: "I, Liu Qing, swear to the way of heaven and the way of the sword, if I fail Zhang Sheng in this life, my heart will be full of demons and the sea will be broken, and I will be broken by the wind and bones."

"Zhang Sheng becomes a road to immortality, and Zhang Sheng folds and the road to immortality is broken."

"I live forever with Zhang Sheng."

“……”

"Boom—"

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, above the layers of snow and mist in the air, a purple thunder suddenly fell from the sky and smashed straight on the tips of Liu Yunqing's sworn fingers.

A crispy electric current passed through the man's body and directed it to the ground, before vanishing without a trace.

Everyone in the Zhang family woke up like a dream, and they all looked at the sword cultivator in linen and black clothes in the hall.

His black clothes were a little thin, and his slender figure and strong muscles and bones were all hidden. He gave people the feeling of being as light as a feather in the world, as if this person had only this sackcloth robe left except for the sword at his waist.

Everyone thinks, yes, all the sword cultivators in the world are like this, except for the sword, they have nothing else, and the light and fluttering souls are also melted into a sword.

But when the thunder fell, the soul of this sword cultivator seemed to be fixed again.

The sword is the soldier's soldier, and the gentleman's promise is as heavy as Mount Tai.

He ...... I made a heavenly oath ......"

"It's not just the way of heaven...... He also made an oath with kendo ......"

"Heavenly Dao also thundered in response to him......"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they finally realized that this was a vow made with a lifetime of cultivation and a future.

This sword cultivator, this sword cultivator who was born with a sword bone, he threw his whole life into the hands of the young master of their Zhang family.

The three elders knew exactly what that meant.

This meant that everything in this sword cultivator belonged to their young master, including the heart that was as pure as his silver blade.

At this point, their young master, a Fu Xiu, had a sword that belonged to her.