When the morning light was born, Ah Sang and Gu Meng sat back on the huge cyan talisman.

Wang Xiaopeng stood on the side of the long street and watched his beloved girl leave, saying nothing.

As the talisman slowly rose, Wang Xiaopeng's figure became smaller, and Gu Luo said with some sighs: "That sword was originally forged by him, but he didn't get any benefits. ”

Ah Sang still sat at the front, feeling the breeze, maybe he was in a good mood, and soon took over and said: "What he wants, others can't give it anyway, it's better to leave it to me, maybe one day I am moved, and he will have a chance." ”

Gu Meng knew that Ah Sang was talking about herself, and suddenly became a little curious, and he asked tentatively, "Why doesn't Senior Sister like him, is it just because he doesn't practice?"

Ahsan shook his head, and his voice came softly, "I want to like someone, it doesn't matter if someone is blind or lame, I don't like someone, even if someone loses their life for me, so what?"

Hearing this, Gu Meng thought to himself, Senior Sister, you are really a woman who is different from ordinary people, so bold and full of eyes, I am afraid that if you put it in those royal families, you will be an empress again.

"But I still owe him a favor, so I decided not to see him again for the rest of my life, so as not to have any other trouble. Ahsan's voice was flat, but he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations.

Gu Meng thought to himself what kind of logic this was, but after thinking about it, he just asked, "What is the story of Senior Sister and him?"

If it was usual, Gu Meng would definitely not ask, because his senior sister felt too cold, and this kind of thing was naturally not within the scope of asking.

But this trip to get the sword, he deeply felt Ahsan's expectations for him, and it also brought him closer to his senior sister, so he had to speak more casually.

In front of his senior sister, Gu Meng felt that he only needed to be more serious, which was the best.

Ah Sang thought about it, and then told the original story again, different stories are told by different people, and naturally they are different, for example, when Ah Sang told this story, he was very objective, as if he was depicted from the perspective of a third party, and there would be no bias.

"It's a story of wishful thinking. ”

Finally, Ahsan concludes with this sentence.

Gu Meng laughed dryly, and didn't have the heart to ask more.

Instead, Ahsan asked, "You don't know the identity of that young man, and you don't know what it means for you to draw with him?"

Gu Luo thought of Su Su, and thought to himself that the other party really didn't have much of a problem, and he was a friend he could make.

However, he is not stupid, he naturally knows what it means that the other party is born with a sword embryo, it must be a precious disciple of a certain sect, and it may also have some significant significance that he can draw with the other party.

Ah Sang smiled: "I suddenly changed my mind, if you go to the sword meeting, maybe you can compete with other sword cultivators." ”

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There is a mountain temple on the mountain in the distance, and in the middle of the night a pair of masters and apprentices came to the temple, and after the young man with a wooden sword on his back entered the temple, he fell on the ground paved with grain grass, and soon snored loudly.

It was only after the sun was three poles before the boy woke up.

The old man in Mai had been sitting cross-legged and practicing, and after seeing his precious apprentice wake up, he smiled and said, "Come and tell you about the sword qi trajectory of that sword?"

Su Su waved his hand, shook his head and said, "I don't want to hear it at this time." ”

The old man in Mai said helplessly: "Su'er, since you have the idea of going to fight with that Gengxin sword master, you have learned through this sword for the teacher, and it is also a big killer move, maybe you can make or break the outcome." ”

Su Su yawned, "Without a sword, I don't think I'm his opponent, to be honest, at this moment, the disciple suddenly felt that although that Gengxin Sword Master had a hateful face, it should be a little ...... Really competent. ”

The old man in Mai frowned, he didn't know why his apprentice had changed his mind after only one night, thinking that it was because he was frightened by the man riding the white deer last night?

Su Su knew what his master was thinking, he fell towards Gu Cao, closed his eyes, and whispered: "Last night, the apprentice and that young man named Gu Meng didn't win or lose in a battle, because both of us were trying to learn from Master's powerful sword. ”

The old man in Mai nodded, indicating that he understood.

"We're pretty much the same. ”

That's the point.

The old man in Mai smacked the taste, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Are you saying that the young man, like you, has learned the sword of being a teacher?"

Su Su snorted.

The old man in Mai sighed: "Then which sword sect is he a disciple, he has never heard of such a number one person before." ”

For more than a year, the biggest thing in the entire Nanling is naturally that there is a Gengxin sword master in the Sword Court, except for Liang Zhao, Su Su can also be regarded as a teenager who has caused a lot of turmoil.

The two teenagers have long been considered to be the two most talented in the young generation of Nanling.

No one else can stand by their side but them.

Su Su closed his eyes and said casually: "Master, you have a broad vision, think about which sword sect can tolerate the disciples of the sect not to learn swords?"

Su Su is an extremely smart person, and he found a breakthrough point in things from Ah San.

The old man in Mai thought about it carefully, there are only a few sword sects on the Nanling side, all of which are sword-based, but he can't find a sect that meets this statement.

"That young man's senior sister realm is equivalent to that of a teacher, so young, she should be a disciple of a certain Great Sword Sect. The old man Mai could only draw such inferences.

Su Su snorted, and then smiled: "But I like that guy's temperament very much, I hope there will be no time to draw his sword against each other in the future, and fight for life and death." ”

The future between practitioners is never clear in a few words, and no one knows what will happen next, this is just a good expectation of a teenager, and it is not easy to say whether it can be realized or not.

"Maybe you'll meet soon. The old man Mai quickly poured cold water on Su Su's head.

"After the sword meeting, maybe we will go to the imperial capital. The old man Mai looked at his apprentice with some pity, the letter from the Xian Mall had already reached the Guijian Pavilion earlier.

There are so many disciples in the Sword Pavilion, and it is convenient to name Su Su.

"If that young man's sect receives the letter, he will probably be sent as well, and you may really have to fight at that time. ”

The old man in Mai sighed with emotion: "Like a teenager of your age, he should be the age to practice well, but he really shouldn't step into that whirlpool. ”

Su Su understood the meaning of care in his master's words, and was about to speak, but the latter changed his words and said: "But it's okay, wasn't that Wanyun Zhenren in Zheshan all the way almost invincible?"

Su Su lay on the grass, thinking that you deserve a good master.

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Approaching the day of the Sword Meeting, there were more cultivators in the towns near the Sword Court, but nine times out of ten they were sword cultivators, and they were the disciples of the major Sword Sects who were invited to participate in the Sword Meeting.

The Sword Club is a grand event for sword cultivators, but with this Sword Club, it can gather a large number of cultivators and make this town lively for a short time.

In the past, in the towns that would be deserted after getting late, there were many more lanterns at this time, and many cultivators of small sects took the opportunity to set up stalls on both sides of the long street, selling some magic weapons and talismans.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to make a lot of money in one night.

After all, not all cultivators understand that these things will not be half good.

In particular, some female cultivators who have not set foot in the cultivation for a long time often see some delicate gadgets and do not move their feet, which has become a fat sheep in the eyes of these hawkers, and naturally they have to slaughter it well.

Listening to the shouting, thinking that there were many cultivators who were not as good as their own, Gu Meng was eating a bowl of ordinary beef noodles in front of a small stall.

Ah Sang looked at his little junior brother and said, "If the little junior brother wants to eat noodles, after returning to the mountain, you can let Senior Sister Luo ......."

Without speaking, Gu Meng waved his hand.

He didn't want to eat noodles, but because he had eaten too many things on the mountain that were difficult to swallow, he would eat so deliciously at this time, and he would definitely not do this in the face of this bowl of beef noodles before he went up the mountain.

After eating the last bite of noodles, Gu Meng looked up at the mountain in the distance, thoughtful.