Immediately afterwards, Mo Zijin said: "Why don't you give it, the sword is yours." ”

The old thing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but Mo Zijin gasped for breath when he spoke, and he couldn't wait to kick him like his own apprentice kicked himself.

"When can I get it?"

"Just wait. ”

"How long are you waiting?"

"Let's talk. ”

"That's it, let's talk. ”

"Where have you been in the past 100 years?"

"I survived by luck and recuperated from my injuries. ”

"You've been promoted to the Infinite Realm?"

"I once glimpsed the style of the Infinite Realm, but the price behind it is that the whole body is completely cultivated. The old thing shook his head with a wry smile.

The experience of that night a hundred years ago is still vivid, and the old thing saw a scenery that many people would never see in their lifetime.

That night, the old thing turned into a sword and went up against the sky. But he didn't want to attract countless thunders, reprimanded this impudent person in the mortal world, and wanted to use the power of thunder to wash away the dirt of this world. Thunderbolts struck the old thing like a whip, and at first the old thing could still compete with his own incomparable kendo attainments. But after a long time, the old thing found that the thunder was endlessly whipped on him, and even among the thunder, there was a faint golden armor god who struck and vowed to knock this rude mortal man down from the world.

In the thunder, the old thing who finally fought with the Golden Armor God will fight, the dirt all over his body seems to be purified by the thunder, and during that period of time, the old thing saw that his body was glowing with a faint golden light, and the spirit platform was extremely clear, and the old thing firmly believed that it was the Infinite Realm, but he was unable to support himself, and before he could properly understand the killing with the help of the Infinite Realm, he was swept away by the Golden Armor God and brandished the Thunder Giant Sword to slash the mortal dust, and the realm plummeted, and the cultivation was completely wasted.

The old thing that fell into the depths of the Yinshan Mountain Range didn't know how long he had been in a coma, his hands couldn't move, his mouth couldn't speak, he only knew that he was still alive and had a breath to linger. With the perception and experience of the Infinite Realm before, he reluctantly continued this breath. Then the hundred-year-old thing relied on tenacious perseverance to conceive and nurture the true intention, and strive to break and stand up, but it is not easy to recover from the wound of heaven's damnation.

Moreover, the old thing knew that once he recovered to the peak, he might be promoted to the Infinite Realm, and before that, if the Heavenly Dao found his own breath, he would inevitably descend to the heavens and punish himself.

Of course, these things were not talked to Mo Zijin about these old things.

"No wonder when I first saw you tonight, I didn't really see it, as if you had already fit in with the Great Dao, and there was still the aura of the Infinite Realm on your body. Then Mo Zijin picked up the old thing's wine glass and poured it full, raised his hands above his head, and said to the end: "It's ridiculous, although you live to be one hundred and eighty years old, people are also afraid of death." Not to mention the endless pride of Brother Jian Han and Tiandou back then, but I still want to ask Brother Jian Han, what is Wuji?"

Mo Zijin's worship, it is really a great gift for a junior to ask his seniors, as the so-called master is a teacher, and there is a sequence of hearing the Tao, so Mo Zijin also feels that it is a matter of course. The old thing took the wine glass and thought it was feasible, and if he didn't take it, he would not receive this gift and could not be advised.

The old thing took the wine glass without any hesitation and drank it all, motioned for Mo Zijin to sit down, nodded and said: "Thanks to you not getting dizzy, you are also old, your blood and qi have long dried up, and if you want to hit the Infinite Realm like I did back then, it is no different from looking for death." I was just lucky to survive, otherwise I would have died a long time ago, and I guess Brother Zijin would not have much to live. ”

Mo Zijin nodded and said: "It's really fast, almost less than twenty years, maybe the day when I close my eyes, I may fight again like Brother Jian Han did back then." ”

This old thing still agrees with this, people always have to fight for what they want to do in this life, but it depends on when.

The old thing recalled the feelings of being promoted to Wuji at that time and said: "Wuji, it is for Taiji." Tai Chi is the beginning of the Tao, and the Infinite Soul Platform is clear, and the body is in line with the way of heaven and earth. If it is said that there are gods and immortals in the world, then the Wuji is invincible in the world, there are enemies in the sky, and the immortals and immortals in the earth are also. ”

Mo Zijin frowned slightly when he heard this: "According to Brother Jianhan's meaning, there is still ...... in this sky."

The old thing hurriedly interrupted what Mo Zijin said, "Brother Zijin, don't speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavens." ”

Mo Zijin saw that the old thing's expression was so serious, he really couldn't believe it, "This ...... That's ridiculous, isn't it? ”

The old thing smiled slightly: "In the eyes of ordinary people, martial arts practitioners, the martial artists of the Four Elephant Realm can fly the eaves and walk on the wall to borrow the true qi to stay in the air for a short time, is it absurd? Brother Zi Jin, there are many absurd things in this world. The ancients once said that there is an infinite realm, how can you doubt it? Then the ancients also said that there are people outside the human world, and there is a heaven outside the sky.

Mo Zijin, who was already incredible, couldn't understand it, listened to a few absurdities of the old things, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise he would have to suffer from depression.

The main thing is that what the old thing said has subverted his cognition and imagination, the old thing broke a small piece of pastry and threw it in his mouth, shook Erlang's legs and said: "Brother Zijin, don't want to be mediocre, hahahaha, I'm just talking about those, who knows if it's an illusion I saw, if you really can't think about it, don't take it to heart." ”

"What Brother Jian Han said is reasonable, I am worried about nothing. Mo Zijin thanked him.

"Okay, there's nothing I have to do, otherwise my apprentice won't find me for a long time, and I'll be scolded when I go back. The old thing got up and patted the pastry residues on his hands, and dusted off his clothes by the way, and the little Chang'an of the province was distressed when he saw it.

"Well, Brother Jian Han, please. Mo Zijin got up and made a gesture of please.

Before the old thing got the Daoyin Sword, he naturally didn't forget to sweep the pastries on the table, and I don't know when he took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it up, and said that he couldn't waste it and let the apprentice taste it, which can be regarded as an eye-opener for Mo Zijin today, and he got to know this sword Han after a hundred years.

Mo Zijin thought about it and then spoke: "There is one more thing to ask Brother Jian Han." ”

The old thing looked at Mo Zijin with some doubts, "You are a Great Perfection of the Liangyi Realm, and the entire Great Qianguo is your family, so what else is there to find me?"

Mo Zijin coughed dryly twice and said: "The world is not peaceful now, and no one knows what will happen next, after all, luck has its own certainty." Sooner or later, there will be a big war that will affect the world, if it really reaches the worst point, if my Great Qianguo is defeated, I will also ask Brother Jian Han or Gao Disciple to help my Mo family keep a bloodline and multiply. ”

The old man thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Definitely, if I am still doing it myself, but if I am a disciple, I can only say that I will do my best." ”

Mo Zijin thanked him very sincerely, "That's natural, but I think the high apprentices who can be favored by Brother Jian Han will naturally not disappoint." ”

"Hahaha, my apprentice is amazing, if you want to say that I am a sword god, then he is the sword god Lao Ziluo. "Hearing someone praise Chang'an, the old thing is naturally very happy.

But the joke about the old thing was not too big or small, which not only shocked Mo Zijin, but also relieved his heart, "I want to see him when I have a chance." ”

The old thing returned the Daoyin sword to the sheath, picked it up with his left hand, and waved his hand at Mo Zijin with his right hand, leaving a back, but the next sentence ruined the sword god's heroic posture, "By the way, Lao Mo, let your great-grandson help me save some money in the Wantong Chamber of Commerce." I've had a hard time all these years, so I can't let my apprentice still live a hard life with me. ”

Mo Zijin looked at the old thing that was gradually walking away and smiled helplessly and said, "Definitely, but you don't have the demeanor of a sword god." ”

"I advise you, enjoy life well, this royal family is good, but it is also a cage. The Buddha said: Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. ”

Although the figure of the old thing faded away, the voice echoed in the main hall.

Mo Zijin returned to the table and picked up the wine jug and drank it all, wiped his mouth with a yellow robe made of cloud brocade on his body, let out a sweaty "ah", and said in a low voice: "I was not as good as you in martial arts back then, and now I am even worse than you in terms of open-mindedness, so I have this thought." ”

Then there was a sound of a machine, and a stone door came out of one of the walls of the underground palace, and Emperor Qian walked out of it and saluted Mo Zijin.

"I've heard everything I just said. ”

Emperor Mo Zhenghao bowed down and said, "The great-grandson has heard it, and he has already informed the shadow to contact Liu Ming's office." ”

Mo Zijin smiled slightly: "Okay, after so many years, you are my most optimistic, and your father is far worse than you." ”

Mo Zhenghao bowed his head and said: "Grandpa Gaozu praised it falsely, it was all taught by Grandpa Gaozu." ”

"Okay, no need to flatter, Xiao Hao, do you want to ask Grandpa Gao why he only asked Jian Han to protect my Mo family's bloodline, instead of letting him protect Daqian and even help you reach the top, right?" Mo Zijin helped Mo Zhenghao up and said.

"The great-grandson doesn't dare, it makes sense for Grandpa Gaozu to do this. ”

Mo Zijin nodded and said: "It does make sense, not to mention how I have a relationship with Jian Han, it is not easy to get to this point, do you know what Jian Han's surname is?"

Emperor Mo Zhenghao shook his head slightly: "The great-grandson doesn't know. ”

"Jian Han, the surname is Mo Leng. After Mo Zijin finished speaking, he disappeared into the main hall, leaving only the stunned Emperor Qiandi standing in place.

Isn't Mo Leng the surname of the Northern Wei royal family, good guy, if such a character has murderous intentions towards himself, it won't be between raising his hand.

After the old thing returned to the inn, he gently opened the door, and saw Chang'an munching on steamed buns and pickled cabbage, as well as tofu and a small plate of sauced meat.

As soon as the old thing put his head in, he heard Chang'an say: "Old thing, come and eat, it'll be cold later." ”

The old thing closed the door and said with a smile: "Come on, let's see what good things the teacher has brought you." ”

The old thing gently put the pastry in his arms on the table, and before the old thing could be opened, Chang'an smelled the fragrance, Chang'an hurriedly opened it and looked at it, and suddenly his saliva was about to flow out.

took one and stuffed it all over his mouth, "It's so delicious, it's the first time I've eaten such a delicious thing when I've grown so old, you won't go to the Daqian Palace to steal it." Chang'an said while eating.

The old thing was embarrassed for a while, this can be said nonsense by you, picked up the kettle and poured water for Chang'an, "Then what is it, you must not be beaten to death by others." Eat slowly, eat slowly, too much, but don't choke on eating. ”

"Huh...... Old thing, what is this?" Chang'an saw that there was a long strip next to the old thing, wrapped in cloth.

The old thing squinted his eyes and smiled, "You open it and take a look." ”

Chang An looked at the old thing with a puzzled expression, then rubbed his hand on his body, and slowly picked up the long strip. It's hard to start with, and it's a bit heavy. Chang'an slowly opened the cloth strip, and what caught his eye was a pale cyan long sword, which felt some stone texture in his hand, exquisite and simple. The sword was drawn out of its sheath, the sound was crisp and pleasant, the blade was incomparably sharp, and the cold light flickered.

The moment he saw the sword, Chang'an's whole mind was immersed in it, and holding this sword was like a part of his body, like an arm and a finger.

It was precisely because Chang'an was too immersed in it that he didn't see many visions dissipated into the air by the old thing's fingers.

Chang An came back to his senses, put the half-drawn sword back into the sheath, looked around and whispered to the old thing: "Old thing, you really won't go to the palace to steal it, today we are walking and I heard a lot of people talking about what kind of sword or something." ”

The old thing hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Little ancestor, you don't dare to enter the palace if you borrow ten guts as a teacher, and you can't get in, how strict the guards are." I went to ask for a debt while you were sleeping, and no one paid back the money, so I bought you pastries and this sword. This sword is better looking and cheaper, I bought it for you, what do you think is a good thing, you can light it, don't break it. ”

Chang'an nodded suspiciously, and then stretched out his hand to the old thing.

"What?"

"As for the money, you don't want to be in debt. You're not going to buy some pastries and spend this broken sword, are you?"

The old thing said secretly, you are really my little ancestor, and hurriedly whispered to Chang'an in a lower voice: "There is too much money, I will give interest to the money bank of the Wantong Chamber of Commerce, and besides, if so much money is stolen, what should I do if I rob it." ”

Chang An hurriedly covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "How much money is there, there is still a money bank, what if it is gone." ”

The old thing picked up the steamed buns, picked out some pickled cabbage and tofu with chopsticks, stuffed them in it, and took a bite and said, "Don't worry, you can't lose it." Anyway, the money is enough for us to spend, and it will be enough for you to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and you will earn money when you grow up, so you won't be short of money to spend anyway. ”

"Hehe, I'll just say that my master is a mouthful of spit and a nail, and he is a lever when he speaks. Chang'an hurriedly put down the sword in his hand and called the master instead, and knocked the old thing on the shoulder.

Give the old thing fun, that's beautiful, don't mention how happy I am.

"Master, what's the name of this sword, I see that other heroes' swords and swords have majestic names. ”

"Oh, these two words are called Dao Yin. The old man picked up his sword and pointed to the two small seals on the hilt of the sword.

"Dao Yin, Dao Yin, Dao Yin Sword, there is a sense of meaning, this name is good. Chang'an muttered repeatedly.

"Why, you know what Dao Yin means. The old thing asked casually.

"I don't know, it's because I don't know what it means that I think this name is profound, okay. ”

The old thing put down the steamed buns, turned his head to look at Chang'an seriously, and then gave a thumbs up and said: "It makes sense, it is worthy of being my apprentice, and consciousness is high." ”

The next day, no one in the capital dared to mention the matter of the sword, and it was said that it was investigated by the Criminal Department, and several first offenders who spread rumors and caused trouble were arrested.

After breakfast, the old man also retired from the room with Chang'an, left the capital, and walked all the way south from the south gate of the capital.

Mo Zijin also came to see the old thing and Chang'an, but they didn't meet, the two nodded from afar, and left.

After reading it, Mo Zijin couldn't help but exclaim: "Transparent and pure sword heart, born to practice sword embryos, fortunately, I met Brother Jian Han." ”