Autumn Wind is a very mysterious sword weapon, although it cannot be compared with the magic sword in the mouth of the old Taoist, but as the current Autumn Wind Sword Master, Xu Baichuan always feels that this sword is very unusual.

But where it is not usual, he doesn't know clearly, and in the final analysis, he is just a sword cultivator who has just entered the threshold.

Since Mr. Mu Hua is clear, he can listen to it.

Sitting in a wine shop on the adjacent street, watching the old shopkeeper busy preparing wine for the two, Xu Baichuan finally couldn't help but ask.

"What the hell do you know?"

Mr. Mu Hua drank a bowl of rice wine, squinted his eyes and sighed in satisfaction, first praised a few good wines, and then talked about it leisurely, as if he was not afraid that the old shopkeeper would listen to him.

Come to think of it, this wine shop was brought by Mr. Mu Hua, if he didn't guess wrong, the old shopkeeper was probably his person.

Mr. Mu Hua put down the wine bowl and said quickly: "Actually, there is no big secret, as long as most of the readers who have read the anthology of the sages will know this secret, but that book happens to be a unique book, and it also happens to be seen by me." ”

Xu Baichuan frowned, glanced at Mr. Mu Hua, who sold Guanzi, and didn't say anything.

This kind of cyclical and gradual conversation, he doesn't like very much.

Mr. Mu Hua smiled, drank another bowl of wine, and sighed: "It's not a big deal, it's just that there are rumors that the soul of the previous sword master is lodged in the autumn wind, and the next sword master who reholds the sword will gradually assimilate with it, and when the realm is higher, this sword master will become the autumn wind unconsciously, and then after some time, maybe there will be one more autumn wind sword immortal between heaven and earth." ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Mu Hua glanced at the autumn wind on Xu Baichuan's waist and continued: "In the next place, I said that I came to see Xu Gongzi, or more precisely, I came to see the autumn wind, or maybe it was the autumn wind sword immortal in the future." ”

"If you don't die. ”

Xu Baichuan was still silent, he seemed to understand the strange look in the old Taoist priest when he asked him to choose a sword, how could it be a mortal thing that could be suppressed in Yizhuang, he had seen a lot of demons and monsters that had been suppressed in those days, and he had also thought about why Qiu Feng was suppressed in Yizhuang together, and now it seems that it is a little unreasonable not to suppress it.

Autumn Wind Sword Immortal?

He's a great character.

Mr. Mu Hua looked at Xu Baichuan curiously, wanting to see what he would do next, everyone in the world takes life very seriously, practicing and cultivating, and in the end, what he seeks is also immortality, although Xu Baichuan is now going to practice swords, but he is also seeking immortality and survival.

Sword cultivation three-foot long sword does not leave the hand, this is a well-known truth in the cultivation world.

All means, life first, this is the truth of the truth.

And now, holding the long sword of cultivation and life-saving in his hand is a hidden danger, how to choose this.

Xu Baichuan is actually quite good in his opinion, he has such a killing power at this time, and he will definitely be close in the future, and it must be expected to become a famous great sword cultivator.

But if it has always been the autumn wind, it will be the autumn wind that will become famous in the future, not him Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan obviously knows this truth, although he doesn't trust this sudden reader, but inexplicably feels that this statement is very accurate, his talent is only average, even if there is a sword scripture passed down by a one-armed old man, it is absolutely impossible to practice so fast, when he was at Shanhe Pass, he asked Xie Qinghuan when he would reach the sword qi realm, and Xie Qinghuan arrogantly said that it only took five years, and also said that this kind of progress can be regarded as a genius in the Sword Sect.

And how long did he Xu Baichuan take?

It didn't take long, it was just a few months.

He is not a genius, there are not so many elixirs to support, then there can only be help from masters, the old Taoist priest will not do this, he wishes that Xu Baichuan would walk more steadily, so thinking about it, there is only the autumn wind in his hand.

For a while, Xu Baichuan was a little dazed, in his plan, he wanted to hold on to the autumn wind.

It's not pleasant right now.

Mr. Mu Hua took out the book and looked through it again, and couldn't help but praise it when he saw the wonderful place, while the old shopkeeper had silently evacuated.

He knew that the next conversation was not something that a villain like him could hear, and what he heard just now was enough to explain to Emperor Qingyuan.

There are spies of Emperor Qingyuan everywhere in the capital of Qingyuan Kingdom, and this matter is indeed true.

Xu Baichuan took off the autumn breeze and put it on his knees, and gently stroked it with his hand, looking calm.

It is indeed not very good news that the Autumn Wind Sword will gradually assimilate him, but after all, it is still a long way to go, and everything will not be settled later, and there will always be a chance to solve all this.

Maybe the Sword Sect has a way to exist, after all, as far as he knows, there is a sword path left by Lin Shugui this sword immortal.

They are all sword immortals, and there is always a chance.

Thinking through all these levels, Xu Baichuan quickly smiled with relief, it's right to think about it, if you want to cultivate to that kind of advanced realm, maybe it will take the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, the days are still long, so you don't have to worry too much about it now.

He looked up at Mr. Mu Hua and said calmly, "There is also a sword immortal in this world. ”

The scholar who put down the book laughed softly: "That kind of character even the Sword Sect Sect Master doesn't know where he is, let alone you, how difficult it is to meet him." ”

Xu Baichuan looked calm: "Although it is difficult, there are always some opportunities, everything has not yet settled, and it is too early to make a decision." ”

Mr. Mu Hua was silent for a moment, wrote the three words Lin Shugui with his hand dipped in wine, smiled self-deprecatingly, then erased it, turned his head to look at Xu Baichuan, and suddenly asked: "Xu Gongzi has read a book? ”

Xu Baichuan nodded: "When I was a child, I learned some things outside the school, and I heard some scattered truths. ”

In his opinion, people who have read books are not bad, but there is one point that he feels a little puzzled, since Xu Baichuan has been educated, why not be a scholar, be a Confucian monk, but become a sword cultivator?

Then he said the sentence and waited quietly for the desired answer.

Xu Baichuan said calmly: "How can I enter the school to listen to classes from a poor family, Mr. Teaching can let me listen to a few words outside, and I am already satisfied." ”

At this point, he glanced at the book, and although he couldn't see the words, it must have made perfect sense, so he continued: "If I really go to the academy to study, maybe I am a Confucian monk by now. ”

After hearing this, Mr. Mu Hua sighed: "I really wish you were a Confucian monk, so things would be much easier to do, but because you are a sword cultivator, and your situation is not very good, this is a little difficult to do." ”

Xu Baichuan looked calm and said, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Mu Hua has a lot of layouts in Qingyuan, including all kinds of characters, but only the sword cultivator is the first time, not to mention Xu Baichuan, who still holds the Autumn Wind Sword, in the eyes of some big people who know always, the Autumn Wind Sword Immortal must not appear again, so he dares to conclude that Xu Baichuan's Luo will not be easy to go, and now he will be involved, in case those big people find out about his plan and intervene, then everything will be in vain.

So he only said four words.

"Emperor Qingyuan. ”

Emperor Qingyuan is naturally an unusual character, but how could he have anything to do with him Xu Baichuan, so he heard this sentence in a fog, and he had a feeling of being played.

Xu Baichuan's face was slightly cold: "There is no need to sell Guanzi." ”

Mr. Mu Hua said calmly: "Actually, the matter is on Emperor Qingyuan, now I am just asking you to make trouble, maybe when you are in a higher realm and can deal with those troubles, you will be able to know the cause and effect." ”

Xu Baichuan pressed his sword and looked directly, and there was an autumn wind in the wine shop.

Not too.

Mr. Mu Hua looked at the long sword that emitted a millimeter of light, and his face was amazed, it is worthy of being the sword immortal's matching sword, Xu Baichuan's realm can cause this kind of vision, if it is higher, then it will be worth.

However, it is still not enough at this time, if it is said that the realm is low, then the realm is low.

He spat out a word.

"Definitely. ”

The turmoil was calm all of a sudden, and even the wine shop couldn't move except him.

The autumn wind stopped in place, and the trajectory was clear.

Xu Baichuan looked at all this, without too much panic, Mr. Mu Hua's realm was profound, he had already guessed it, so when all this happened, there were not so many surprises.

Mr. Mu Hua has always grasped the end of the situation, and even what kind of action Xu Baichuan will make to react is in his heart, he knows it in his chest, he has read a lot of books, he has seen a lot of things in the world, and he naturally has a very accurate grasp of people's hearts, not to mention that he still has a realm, which is why he dares to step into the three feet.

The sword of sword cultivation is not always effective.

Stepping out of this wine shop, looking at the gradually increasing wind and snow in the sky, Mr. Mu Hua suddenly had some leisure and elegance.

Recite a few lines of poetry left by predecessors.

"Wind and snow can add my body, no fear, no fear!"

"And return. ”

After he walked out of Xu Yuan, the wine shop finally came alive again, Xu Baichuan looked at the still warm rice wine on the table, was silent, and took a sip and drank it.

Then he also walked out of this wine shop.

After a while, a figure came out of the back kitchen of the wine shop, silently cleaned up the things on the table, took out a seal from his body and pasted it, carrying this bag of things, and disappeared into the snowstorm.

It was snowing everywhere in the capital of Qingyuan Kingdom, and the Imperial Palace was no exception.

Emperor Qingyuan sat in the imperial study and played a recital, the flickering lamp reflected his shadow, stretched for a long time, and suddenly put down the pen at a certain moment and said a word.

Behind him came a figure with the bag in his hand.

And the rest of the people in the imperial study were not surprised, but felt that they were used to it.

Emperor Qingyuan looked at the bag of things, twitched his nose a few times, and asked, "Is it rice wine?"

The figure nodded, speechless.

Emperor Qingyuan smiled: "I am here to deal with affairs, hungry chest is close to the back, they are leisurely and elegant, drinking rice wine and enjoying the wind and snow, it seems that I am not as good as the emperor." ”

When this sentence fell, a large number of people suddenly knelt down in the imperial study, and the leading eunuch kept kowtowing, shouting about capital crimes.

Emperor Qingyuan said helplessly: "I am so terrible in your eyes, like that kind of flood beast?" I just sighed a few words, if you really feel guilty, you should not kneel on the ground now, but should go and give me rice wine." ”

The eunuch stood up from the ground, but when he turned to leave, he was stopped by the emperor.

"I went to the queen to ask for some pastries and wine to send over, but I am a little inexplicable now. ”