But as Wan Mohan said, Dongfang Yifei entered the sword furnace without being disturbed by the sword rain, and he was also treated as a VIP, and the long sword automatically formed a sword bed, sending Dongfang Yituo to the sword soul on it.

Seeing the sword soul jumping happily, Dongfang Yi handed the head to the sword soul and said softly, "Come in!"

Dongfang Yi wanted to use the conferral to dress up himself, the sword soul had already known, so there was no resistance, and he went directly into the conferral head, and a gorgeous halo suddenly appeared on the surface of the conferral, and the piercing Dongfang Yi couldn't open his eyes, and the right hand holding the conferral was hot and red, if it weren't for the secret book of the Wanqi Sect, Dongfang Yi would have thrown the conferral aside a long time ago, and let the two of them fuse on their own.

After a while, the halo on the ruler's body slowly disappeared, replaced by a golden light, across both sides of the ruler's body, Dongfang Yi was stunned, although he didn't know what material the head was made of, but he didn't think that anyone or anything could break the head, after all, even Bushan couldn't break through its defenses back then.

couldn't figure this out, Dongfang Yi hurriedly ran out with the head, who knew that as soon as he stepped out of the sword furnace, a lightning bolt fell, scorching his thunder on the outside and tender on the inside, and his good hair directly turned into a chicken nest, his face was black, and before he could react, the second heavenly thunder fell again.

Bu Shan saw that Dongfang Yi was resisting the first heavenly thunder, and thought that Dongfang Yi was trying to avoid damage to the heavenly thunder, so he shouted, "Stinky boy, quickly throw the ruler aside, the divine soldier is in the world, there will be heavenly punishment, you can't stop it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Yi threw away the ruler, and then ran towards the two of them desperately, causing Wan Mohan to laugh, and shouted as he ran, "Is this a fucking thunder? Why is it so scary." ”

Waiting for Dongfang Yi to run closer, Bu Shan looked at the other party's begging appearance, and sneered, "What's the matter? You were also struck by lightning when you were a child?"

I used to hear people say that pretending to be X was struck by lightning, but now that I see real people and real things, Bu Shan doesn't ridicule Dongfang Yi as much as possible?

Hearing this, Dongfang Yi rubbed the head of the chicken nest, wiped off the black ash on his face, and then showed his snow-white teeth, and counterattacked, "It's definitely not as much as you were chopped!"

The two of them are arguing here, and the thunder is rolling on the other side of the award, constantly splitting on the head, it stands to reason how the thunder will create some potholes, but there seems to be no reaction around the head, seeing this scene, Wan Mohan muttered, "What kind of material is this firing ruler made of? How can it seem that it is absorbing the energy of the thunder?"

Bushan said calmly, "When I was fighting with Shanming, I seemed to have heard the old monk mention that the burning ruler was taken by the Buddha from the Tianzhu Holy Mountain, and it brought its own heavenly way, otherwise it would not become a holy object of Buddhism." ”

Wan Mohan suddenly said, "I see, no wonder it can absorb heavenly thunder!"

Dongfang Yi wiped his face casually and asked softly, "Since it is a treasure, what is the matter with the appearance of a golden thread on its surface?"

Bu Shan looked up at the last purple thunderbolt and muttered, "New master, different weapons, the sword soul naturally has to leave some of its own marks, even if it is a treasure, it will be like two tigers fighting for territory, they always like to leave their own smell in each other's territory to show their territory, and the same is true for the sword soul and the head." ”

As the words fell, the mouth of the sword furnace was opened up by the heavenly thunder with a dazzling strong light, which was even more dazzling than the strong light when the sword soul drilled into the head just now, but after the strong light, when the heavenly thunder slowly dissipated, the jet-black head with gold threads had a smooth and shiny surface, which was much stronger than the previous appearance.

Pointing to the head, Dongfang Yi said uncertainly, "Can I go and retrieve it?"

Bushan glanced up at the sky, nodded and said, "It's okay, go get it back!"

Running over with Dongfang Yi, Wan Mohan was shocked, "I didn't expect the sword soul to be able to attract purple heavenly thunder, it's incredible!"

"The Burning Ruler is a holy relic, and the sword soul has been forged in the sword furnace for fifty years, so it's not surprising that the fusion of the two has attracted anything, but what I'm interested in now is how strong this ruler is now!" Bushan said with burning eyes.

Wan Mohan said unconfidently: "No matter how strong the sword soul is, it can't be stronger than the hundred years of Buddhism, right?"

"Some things may not be speculated with common sense, Buddhism only regards the incineration ruler as a thing of punishment and self-reflection, although the sword soul is only fifty years old, but it is a killing thing, and it is impossible to see anything when comparing them together!" After speaking, Bushan slowly walked towards Dongfang Yi and the head, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Looking at Dongfang Yi's loving appearance, Bu Shan stretched out his hand to condense an air sword, and said with a smile, "Stinky boy, come and try it, see how the attack power of that ruler is!"

Stroking the gold thread on the surface of the ruler, Dongfang Yi asked very arrogantly, "Are you sure?"

Bu Shan sneered, and said with an angry sword, "Go all out!"

Just as Bu Shan was speaking, Dongfang Yi had already slashed down with all his strength with both hands, and with a bang, Dongfang Yi was directly shocked back into the cave by the scattered true qi.

Glancing down at the head inlaid on the air sword, Bu Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, if he hadn't temporarily strengthened it just now, I'm afraid that this air sword would have been cut off in half by the head of the body.

Taking a deep breath, Bu Shan dispersed the qi sword, scooped up the award, threw it directly into the cave, turned to Wan Mohan and said, "From tomorrow, increase the density of attacks, don't give him a chance to breathe, how can you stabilize the realm without paying a price!"

Wan Mohan saw the scene just now, so the Seven Great Masters nodded and said, "Senior, don't worry, Wan knows how to do it." ”

In the next two days, Dongfang Yi was devastated by the two masters, and he didn't even give him time to eat and go to the toilet, which made Dongfang Yi tired of it, and almost solved it directly naked on the spot, and when he got out of the hole, Dongfang Yi did not have a clean place on his body, and the smell of stinking and baking made Bu Shan's brows furrowed.

Bushan covered his nose and frowned, "What did you kid do?

Touching his rumbling stomach, Dongfang Yi said weakly, "You go in and see it yourself, you two haven't even let me come out in the past two days, where can I solve the major events in my life?"

"Uh... Go back and clean up! Ma Shao has left Wanjian Villa on the day you took the sword, so as to avoid any mistakes in the long night's dreams, let's leave Xiangyang today. ”

"Don't you want to pick it up and leave together?" Dongfang Yi wondered.

Bu Shan shook his head and explained, "The next thing to do is not suitable for taking him, when Ma Shao left, I had already instructed him to let him send Wuxin to Chuzhou's Chu family, and wait for next year's martial arts conference, let Fan Qing and them take Wuxin to Wudang Mountain!

"Okay, I know, you go and wait for me at the gate of Zhuangzi, and I'll look for you after I'm done!"

An hour later, Dongfang Yi changed into a customary white robe, took out the ruler sheath given by Wan Mohan, and left Wanjian Villa with Bu Shan in a love affair without regrets.

After the two of them walked away, Wan Mohan patted his son's head and said earnestly, "There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, you don't have to feel too deeply, and don't be too involved with the children of the royal family, my father has already stepped into this circle, I don't want to involve you too." ”

Wan Wu raised his head and asked, "Father, don't you think His Royal Highness King Heng will be a good emperor?"

For his son's question, Wan Mohan was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer, Dongfang Yi was ruthless and resolute to those who were young, and he didn't show any emotion, but for those who were not pretentious, Dongfang Yi treated each other politely and misunderstood others, he also knew how to bow his head and admit his mistakes, he was like a combination of contradictions, always giving people a feeling of incomprehension.

"I don't know if I'm a father!Maybe this answer is only known to His Royal Highness King Heng!" Wan Mohan sighed and replied truthfully.

Leaving the boundary of Wanjian Villa, Dongfang Yice horse galloped, so that Bu Shan, who was driving the carriage behind, was very unhappy, how to say that he Bu Shan was also a senior old man, Dongfang Yi actually threw down his own joy and walked, so when Dongfang Yi rode back, Bu Shan rolled his eyes and asked, "Why don't you prepare a fast horse for the old man?"

Dongfang Yi grabbed the reins and explained with a smile, "Isn't this afraid that you will be tired from the old road, and having a carriage can also facilitate your old man's rest." ”

"Okay, I'll sleep for a while, you come to catch the car!" Regardless of whether Dongfang Yi was willing or not, Bushan directly threw away the reins and got into the carriage.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yi let go of Xiao Hei, jumped into the carriage helplessly, and became a coachman for the old man.

However, when they marched to the border of Jingzhou, nearly two hundred martial arts people blocked their way, all of them murderous, making Dongfang Yi's head confused.

Lying inside the carriage, Bu Shan said lightly, "The miscellaneous fish of the six sects and seven sects, how about it?

Knowing the identity of the other party, Dongfang Yi smiled indifferently and said, "It's really dozing off, someone came to send a pillow, I just want to try my level!"

"Be careful, there's a lot of one in there!"

"Got it!"

Pulling out the head from the ruler sheath, Dongfang Yi jumped in front of the six sects and seven factions, and sneered, "This king Dongfang Yi, which of you will come first?"

Seeing that the person who came was Dongfang Yi, everyone looked at each other, and Lu Zhaoxue immediately stood up and said, "This time, we are just here to find Bushan to settle the grievances of the year, and please ask His Highness to give me a face, let me wait!"

Dongfang Yi sighed in surprise and said, "I remember that the remnants of your six sects and seven factions seem to have also issued an order to this king to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, right?

"Hengwang Dongfang Yi? It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it! The old man is worried that you don't dare to come out!"

As soon as the words fell, Kongse held the body of a woman and landed in front of Dongfang Yi.

Staring at the female corpse in front of him, Dongfang Yi sneered, "You are a senior monk from the Fog Hidden Temple?"

"What do you say, little doll!" casually threw the female corpse far away, and laughed emptily.

Dongfang Yi was relegated to the head, and he smiled and said, "Since it's you, then there is no need to keep your dog's head!"

"The sword rises to the storm!"