There were only two people in the room, Cassia and Muyang, Muyang didn't expect to be asked such an important thing when he saw the head of the house for the first time, and thought that this was definitely not a joke of the head of the house, so he asked out loud first: "Master, what happened to your Shushan?"

Cassia smiled, "Not bad. ”

Mu Yang wondered that no matter how he was, he couldn't easily hand over the position of head to an outsider like him who had no spiritual roots.

The Long Yin Sword was at his feet, and with the presence of the master, he was much more honest than just now.

"Muyang, do you know what kind of sword this is?" Cassia stretched out his hand for Muyang to take a closer look.

"I don't know. Mu Yang replied before he could see it, and when he saw that the head of the house was still there to give a face and look down, who expected that the Dragon Yin Sword would come over by itself and slowly float in front of Mu Yang's eyes.

There were three small words engraved on the sword, which I couldn't understand crookedly, Mu Yang stared at it and asked, "What is written on this?"

Cassia withdrew his hand and explained: "This is the name of this sword, and the characters on it are different from those used now, which is the ancient Chinese script from thousands of years ago, called Xiao Seal." ”

"Xiao Seal?" Mu Yang lowered his head a little more to look, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not the three words Xiao Seal Sword.

"It's written on it the Dragon Yin Sword. Cassia approached with a smile, "It used to be owned by a general, but it's a pity that the general died young." ”

Mu Yang nodded, suspecting that he was this general in his previous life, so this Longyin Sword would be so excited to see him, but in this way, is this sword still a sword?

"I guess it's in this sword that the general's soul gives this sword a spiritual character. Cassia Zi's words shattered Muyang's illusions.

It turns out that he is not a general.

Mu Yang was a little disappointed: "Then why did he follow me? I had enmity or kindness with him in my previous life." ”

Cassia smiled, "That's not something I can know. He turned his back to Muyang to look at the portrait on the wall, and said with emotion, "There are too many things that will happen in a thousand years and a thousand years. ”

"These are the heads of the past generations. Mu Yang walked over, and the sword floating behind him flew to the sword frame to rest.

Cassia nodded, his mind still on the portrait.

Mu Yang wondered: "Why do you want to hang these portraits? Staying alone in the room, won't you panic when you see so many pairs of eyes?"

If he had such a large room, it would be enough to hang two or three worthless paintings on the wall, and dig a hole in the wall behind the painting, which can be used to hide things, and only if the painting is not conspicuous, the things hidden behind the paintings will not be exposed.

When Cassia heard Mu Yang say this, he remembered a person, that person had also joked with him, if he was disobedient, the ancestors on the portrait would run out to settle accounts with him.

It's his senior brother, Qingfengzi.

It's a pity that there hasn't been any news from my senior brother for a long time.

Cassia Zi came back to his senses and explained to the person next to him who acted a little like a senior brother: "The purpose of hanging these portraits is to inform the head of the family that people are inherently dead, even those who cultivate immortals are no exception, remember, you can't do anything wanton in your lifetime." ”

"Otherwise, after death he will be spurned by all men. Mu Yang answered.

Cassia nodded: "The stench of ten thousand years is naturally not what we people in Shu Mountain want to see." ”

Mu Yang said fearlessly: "Isn't that just for fame?" smiled and walked away, saying casually as he walked, "Shouldn't you immortal cultivators have no desires?"

Cassia understood what he was going to say, and said bluntly: "You want to speak for Shouye?

Mu Yang walked back and praised: "It is worthy of being the master, then what are you going to do with this matter, the butterfly demon girl has been waiting at the bottom of the mountain for so long, no matter what, you have to give her a letter." ”

"Rest assured. The head of the house is pleased that there is such a young man who loves to fight and go to Shu Mountain, "I will give the letter of the butterfly demon girl to Shouye, and I will also let Shouye decide whether to go down the mountain or not." ”

"That's good. Muyang's heart was missing one less worry, and he found another one for himself, "Wait, you said, you will give the letter to Shouye." He smiled and changed his tone, "Then have you peeked at what is written in the letter? What is written, I also want to know, it is inconvenient for Fang to tell me, I promise not to say it." ”

This is a euphemism, and he has already made up another possibility in his mind, the content of the letter has been changed, and Shouye mistakenly believes that the butterfly demon girl has a new love.

Cassia saw through his purpose, and walked away with a helpless smile: "We are cultivators, and only when we get the Tao can we become immortals, so we are cultivators rather than immortals." ”

"Nor should anyone do such a bad thing behind his back. Muyang muttered quietly.

Cassia took out the intact envelope: "The letter is here, no one has read it yet, and no one knows the contents of it, can't you still believe me, the head of Shushan?"

"Trustworthy, trustworthy. Mu Yang immediately gave a smile, walked over and stared at Cassia Zi as he sat down and began to look through the books on the table, which were the books he had just discovered.

There is no title, I don't know what is written in it.

Cassia opened, Mu Yang's eyes were firmly staring, and after seeing a blank space, he asked with a strange expression: "Master, why did you put such a wordless book here, could it be, what kind of wordless book is this?"

Mr. Storyteller has said that this wordless book is a treasure, which records the infinite mysteries of heaven and earth and the universe, and there are all the things of the gods.

Cassia asked, "How do you know that there is a wordless heavenly book?"

Muyang said: "The storyteller in the teahouse said, he also said that the head of the house, you are heroic and sassy, subduing demons and eliminating demons for the people, so I came to you to apprentice." ”

"Then do you want to be a person who can eliminate harm for the people?" Cassia watched Muyang stand up.

Can he do it for the people?

Muyang remembered what Yishui said and didn't respond immediately.

Cassia nodded, and used her fingers to write and draw on the open page, the golden light floating on the paper, all dissipating with the last stroke.

"What's going on?" Mu Yang said in surprise.

Cassia said with a smile: "This is indeed a wordless heavenly book, but it is not what you think, this is a wordless heavenly book written by me, which records the large and small affairs that Shushan has experienced for thousands of years." Looking aside, "This Dragon Yin Sword is also in it, I was recording just now, today, the Dragon Yin Sword has finally found its owner." ”

"Master, do you mean to give me this sword?"

"It's the return of things to their rightful owners. ”

Mu Yang didn't dare to imagine how much mess Mu Yang left behind in his previous life to clean up for him, one moment he was a benefactor, and the other time he was a sword.

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to take this sword?"

Mu Yang lowered his head and pondered.

Several elders outside the door were still feeding mosquitoes, and Wuwei took the little junior brother to say goodbye to the elders and returned to the room to wait for good news.

Xuan Qing persuaded the other three elders to go back to the room: "I can't wait for a reason here, let's wait until tomorrow to see what happens, go back, don't disturb them." ”

"Go back, go back. Hu Xiao left first, put down the cruel words and said, "Tomorrow I have to talk to the head of the sect about this, this kid wants to be the head of the sect at least to defeat Wuwei, otherwise, I promise, and the disciples of Shushan will not agree." ”

Xuanqing shook his head, I'm afraid this is a little difficult.

Halfway up the mountain, Qian Youming, who was sitting on the table, shouted and walked away while holding a book to drive away mosquitoes, and there were mosquitoes staring at his legs, and he saw the opportunity to slap hard.