After all, there is a world of difference between the treatment of a thousand people outside and a thousand people, and Zhang Wuji looks unlucky, only a few people are missing.

If Zhang Wuji's real results are like this, he will have to fight with Senior Brother Qinghua to let him know why Hua'er is so popular.

But it's obviously impossible now, after all, he is already a glorious Dark Sword Hall warrior, and the so-called appearance in front of people, pretending to be forced to slap his face, these episodes seem to have nothing to do with him.

"What Senior Brother said is that I will work hard in the future!" Zhang Wuji forcibly endured the vomiting in his heart and said with a sad face.

Sent away the blue and white flowers who came to mock him with satisfaction, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt that it didn't seem interesting to continue to stay here, after all, all this had nothing to do with him.

He went directly back to his cave mansion and prepared to continue his cultivation.

I didn't know that I had just entered the cave, and there was a person waiting for me inside.

"Uncle Shi, can you wait outside when you come to my house again, that is, I don't have a wife, if so, seeing you sitting in my house so grandiosely, and the door is still closed, I will definitely raise my sword and cut you!" Zhang Wuji said dissatisfiedly.

"Boy, don't you have a wife, but I've heard that a little beauty like a flower is now studying the art of the Mo family in Nanzhan Prefecture, right!" said the head of the lonely mountain with a smile.

For his information to be known by these sect elders, Zhang Wuji is not a big deal, and he also believes that these elders do not have any bad intentions towards him.

Although he has only stayed in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for ten years, for some reason, Zhang Wuji has a strong sense of belonging to this sect.

Maybe this is really the most suitable sect in my ideal!

"What's the matter, I can't see my wife if I have a wife. ”

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but vomit: "What's the matter, Uncle Shi is going to give me a holiday, let me go to Nanzhan Prefecture to meet my daughter-in-law?"

Now that he is acquainted, Zhang Wuji is not as respectful of these uncles as before, and he gets along more and more casually.

"You guessed it right, it's just for you to go to Nanzhan Buzhou to meet your daughter-in-law, surprise!" Gu Shan quipped.

"What?"

Just lying down on his homemade sofa, Zhang Wuji suddenly stood up again: "Uncle Shi, you can't frame me." ”

"What do I do for you, there is a task, about the Mo family, I need you to go!"

Gu Shan's face was a little solemn, and a piece of jade slip appeared in his hand: "Take a look, give you half a month to deal with the affairs of the sect, and then go to Nanzhan Prefecture." ”

"Really!" Zhang Wuji was really surprised this time, he didn't expect that he would really be able to see Xiao Zhao so soon.

As soon as he thought of Xiao Zhao, Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly became like a cat's claw, and he couldn't wait.

When he looked up again, Uncle Gushan had disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Wuji is not surprised, these uncles of the Dark Sword Hall are so fond of elusiveness.

His divine sense invaded the jade slip handed to him by Gu Shan, and suddenly a large amount of information appeared in Zhang Wuji's sea of knowledge.

After reading it, Zhang Wuji's expression suddenly looked a little strange.

His mission turned out to be an undercover agent of the Mo family, and the mission goal was unknown, he only knew that he was to be an apprentice of a person, and he didn't know anything else.

"What kind of task is this!" Zhang Wuji couldn't help but vomit.

However, he is not qualified to ask questions about a small foundation building, no matter what he does, he just needs to do his best.

I just don't know if she will be surprised to see Xiao Zhao and see that she has become the same door as her.

Things in this world are just that amazing sometimes.

Zhang Wuji didn't wait for half a month, after all, there were only a few people who had a good relationship with him in the sect, and after explaining a few words to a few acquaintances, Zhang Wuji quietly walked out of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect with the sword box on his back.

The sect is quite intimate, his identity is a sword cultivator who walks the sword box, but he doesn't need to disguise himself too much.

He didn't mean to hurry with two legs, after all, Beiju Luzhou was too far away from Nanzhan Prefecture, and with his small foundation realm, I am afraid that he would not be able to catch up for ten years, and the daylily would probably be cold by then.

He used a transcontinental teleportation array, and teleported directly from Xuanyuan City to Mocheng in Nanzhan Prefecture. ‘

Although this kind of teleportation array is said to be very expensive, he doesn't have to pay the bill anyway, the sect is a big tyrant, and no matter how he says it, it can be regarded as an official business trip, and the expenses are naturally reimbursed.

The whole of Mocheng is the territory of the Mo family, and Zhang Wuji's first feeling when he comes here is a sense of science and technology.

Everything here is related to the mechanism, and there are even a lot of solitary puppeteers walking on the streets.

I don't know if these things have a life, or if there are monks controlling them.

Zhang Wuji, who was carrying a sword box on his back, became an outlier here, and many people looked at him sideways.

"Zhang Shaoxia, we can wait for you, come with us, the master is in a hurry!" Suddenly a voice sounded behind him.

Zhang Wuji turned his head to look and found that it was a young man dressed as a shopkeeper with clear eyebrows.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji knew that this was the person from the sect who was waiting for him here, so he nodded directly, and followed him around and around and finally entered the back door of a restaurant.

"Are you Zhang San?" In this restaurant, Zhang Wuji saw a big fat man with a kitchen knife.

The big fat man's first sentence made Zhang Wuji depressed.

That's right, he is Zhang San, no, it should be said that the person he plays is called Zhang San, and his identity is an orphan, but he has a strong talent for kendo since he was a child.

Before, he had been cultivating alone, but now that he had built a foundation, he was taken by an elder of the Mo family who cultivated swords, and he was ready to be included in the door.

"Junior Zhang San, I've seen my senior!" Zhang Wuji was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied seriously.

"Very good, let me see the sword, if you want to be a disciple of my Mo family, not everyone is qualified!" The fat man looked arrogant, and Zhang Wuji couldn't tell whether he was really acting or really didn't know his undercover identity.

However, since he has arrived in Mocheng, he is also going to enter the role, so he nodded silently according to Zhang San's character given by the sect, and with a thought in his heart, a fire spirit sword in the sword box was unsheathed and stabbed directly at the fat man.

"Huh!" the kitchen knife in the fat man's hand swung out, and with a sonorous sound, he blocked Zhang Wuji's flying sword back.

"Haven't you eaten, boy?" the fat man shouted dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Wuji's expression finally began to become solemn, this fat man didn't look good, but he was actually a monk who was a monk, and what Zhang Wuji didn't expect was that he also had sword energy.

A sword cultivator, but he uses a kitchen knife, which looks weird no matter how you look at it.

"Come again!" the fat man shouted.

"Snort!" Zhang Wuji waved his long sleeves, and twelve fire spirit swords galloped out, forming a wheel of the Burning Sun Sword Array with a bang, and the boundless flame flying swords poured out from this wheel of the sword array and surged towards the fat man.