Mo Zhizhi practiced swordsmanship indoors.

Phew-

Woohoo –

A stab, a pick.

He is concentrating on sword practice, although it is only some very simple basic swordsmanship, and he does not use the powerful spiritual power of the Yuanying Monk, which is completely the most primitive power in the body, but it seems to be ever-changing when it is cast by his hand, and even has a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, which is definitely the practice of the sword to the bones to reflect so vividly and exquisitely.

Mo Zhizhi's next move, interrupted by the shouts outside, he also took this opportunity to take a break.

Mo Yun walked into the room with Si Ningdong.

"Dad, that.... Ning Dong wants to worship you as a teacher, what do you say?"

For his father, Mo Yun was not as restrained as others as he was to the sect master, and he went straight to the point and helped Si Ningdong speak.

Si Ningdong also cast a hopeful gaze, for her, not only because she was familiar with Mo Yun, since she decided to cultivate the sword, it was natural to worship the strongest person as a teacher, when she was a child, she heard her father mention Mo Zhizhi, so she chose to worship him as a teacher, hoping to cultivate swordsmanship as soon as possible and return to the Northern Regions to take revenge!

"Worship me?"

Mo Zhizhi was puzzled for a moment, and then immediately agreed, but added a condition.

"Of course I can teach you swordsmanship, but you have to promise me something. ”

With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he called Si Ningdong over and whispered.

Then Mo Yun saw Si Ningdong nodded, as if he had promised some task, and then glanced at him again, his pretty face was slightly red, and he smiled shyly.

"Then you wait and go to Sword Casting Peak to choose a new sword, this decorative sword in your hand is not suitable for sword cultivation. ”

Mo Zhizhi quickly issued the first task, asking Mo Yun to take Si Ningdong to the Sword Casting Peak to select the sword, as for why Mo Yun, this is also because only Mo Yun is familiar with her in the door for the time being, and by the way, he also gave Mo Yun a task, take her to familiarize herself with the familiar environment, and get to know the few senior brothers.

Walking on the path between the two peaks, from time to time there are also one or two disciples who are practicing swords, Mo Yun also did his 'landlord's friendship' to introduce Si Ningdong to everyone, Si Ningdong also attracted them with his beauty and dignified manners, and everyone slowly accepted this new senior sister.

When passing through Shuangri Peak, a young man in white came with a sword, and the surrounding aura dissipated, but it looked particularly forced.

Mo Yun took the initiative to greet him.

"Senior Brother Yu, come, let me introduce you, this is the new disciple of our main peak, Si Ningdong, building the first layer of the foundation. ”

The person who came was none other than the great disciple of Shuangri Peak, and he was also Yu Zhengqing, who had the highest cultivation among the disciples in the sect.

He pinched the trick with one hand, and the sword under his feet flexibly circled back into the scabbard behind his back, and invisibly, he loaded it again.

He smiled like a gentleman to Si Ningdong, which was very elegant, and also left a good impression on Si Ningdong.

"Senior Sister Si is so beautiful, I can't help but improvise a poem to offer ugliness and ugliness. ”

Then he lowered his head, and immediately looked up and looked around, as if he was brewing something, and stood with his hands in his hands, and slowly spit it out for a long time.

"I miss people from afar,

The old man is still here,

I have been doing this poem for a long time,

Sincerely, to you,

The view is breathtaking. ”

Poof-

"Senior Brother Yu, you are ..... Good poetry, good poetry!!"

Mo Yun forced a smile in his heart.

Si Ningdong was also stunned, crying and laughing, with her ingenuity, she also listened to it for a long time before she understood the meaning of this poem, and immediately thanked her.

"Senior Brother Yu is serious.... is worthy of the word talent. ”

"Hahaha, I don't dare to be, I like to chant poetry in my spare time when I cultivate swords, and it can be regarded as stealing leisure. ”

Then he looked at Mo Yun again.

"Senior Brother Mo, what are you?"

"Oh, I'm going to take Ning Dong to Sword Casting Peak to choose a sword. ”

Hearing this, Yu Zhengqing immediately stood sideways to the side, as if he had reacted that he was blocking their way, and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to have something to do, that's okay, you guys go get busy first, and you may have to ask for more swordsmanship from your sister in the future, so you won't bother." ”

He stepped back on the sword, and the sword rose back to the top of the Twin Sun Peak.

Mo Yun even suspected that this product was deliberately revealing such a hand when he came to see Si Ningdong.

Leaving Shuangri Peak, the two finally came to Sword Casting Peak.

Feng into its name, most of the disciples in the Sword Gate use swords from this, in the cultivation competition will inevitably lead to the fracture of the sword, opening, so a specially set up department, there are three swordsmiths, two second-grade blacksmiths, one fourth-grade blacksmith, for the monks who refine the qi to build the foundation, the use of magic weapons is too luxurious, and they do not have a strong aura to support the huge consumption of magic weapons, therefore, most of them are yellow rank and Xuan rank weapon quality sword weapons.

In his memory, Mo Yun often came to this mountain peak when he was a child and asked one of the blacksmiths to refine some wooden dart toys to hunt birds, and he had a good relationship with him.

Follow the path to the inside of the mountain, because the temperature required for ironmaking is very high, and these furnaces are set up at the bottom of the mountain, and you can also borrow the earth fire from the bottom of the mountain.

Dangdangdang –

There was a series of knocking sounds, and it seemed that someone was still striking iron inside.

Mo Yun walked in lightly with Si Ningdong, and saw the person who was working with a smile on his face.

Patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey!"

"Uncle Duan. ”

When—

"Ouch!"

Because of Mo Yun's loud roar, the blacksmith's hammer was missed.

"Hmph! it's you kid again. ”

The familiar prank made the man know who was coming without looking back.

Readjusted, he continued to hammer again, and said.

"What are you going to do this time?"

"Hey, hey, hey. Mo Yun smiled.

"Uncle Duan, this time I want to ask you to help my friend get a sword. ”

After hearing Mo Yun's reply, the strong man stopped what he was doing, turned around, and also saw Si Ningdong standing on the side.

"Good boy, I found a daughter-in-law for your father, and she has a good future, hahaha. ”

Duan Zhao patted Mo Yun's head with his big hand, from the time he came to this Sword Gate, Xiao Mo Yun was very sticky to him, but because he was deeply involved in the way of refining, he was still unmarried, and he had already treated Mo Yun as his own child.

Since Mo Yun is his son, of course Si Ningdong is also his daughter-in-law.

Mo Yun's eyes widened, and he immediately explained.

"No, no, Uncle Duan, you are mistaken, at this time, the disciple my father accepted is not my girlfriend. ”

"Hmm, Brother Mo actually accepted disciples too?"

"Okay, you Mo Zhizhi, you played a good hand, and in order to open up branches and leaves for your Mo family, you have put away your disciples!" Duan Zhao seemed to have seen through Mo Zhizhi's thoughts a long time ago.

Then he looked at Si Ningdong, who was building a layer of foundation, and was a disciple of Brother Mo, and thought about it.

"In that case, I'll have to give you a handful of good things. ”

"You wait here for me, I'll look for it. ”

After dropping a sentence, he ran to the house on the side of the cave, and after a while, he came out with a sword box in his hand.

"Girl doll, how about you look at this. ”

Si Ningdong took the sword box with both hands.

It's so light!

This was her first intuitive feeling when she started, as if there was nothing in this sword box, and she looked at Duan Zhao suspiciously.

Duan Zhao also reacted immediately.

"Hahaha, don't worry, open it and see, I can still deceive you as a disciple. ”

Place the sword case on the stone table and undo the knob on the side of the box.

Kata snorted.

The lock is opened.

Si Ningdong slowly lifted the lid of the box.

Airplanes!!

A sharp edge suddenly emanated from the box, raging in this cave, as if setting off a storm of sword qi.

But at this moment, the 'Heavenly Rust' in the Moyun Scroll World moved, as if it had been provoked.

Suddenly, the edge was restrained, and the sword in the box was motionless.

This change naturally fell in Duan Zhao's eyes, and he felt incredible.

Lost his voice and said: "You..... You're a natural sword embryo!!"

Si Ningdong was also confused, the moment she opened the box, she clearly felt an extremely sharp aura coming towards her, and passed through her body, but she immediately retracted again, she thought that this was the sword spirit observing herself.

But I heard Duan Zhao's exclamation.

"Could it be that I... It's really .. Born to learn swords??"

Si Ningdong's milk bag was full of greetings.

And Mo Yun, the person in charge of all this, didn't know why, 'Heavenly Rust' was completely spontaneous and didn't attract Mo Yun's attention.

As a result, a topic about 'Jian Oumen accepted a disciple who was born with a sword embryo' spread within the sect, and even flowed to other sects in the outside world.

(PS: The third chapter has been revised, and I will revise the next few chapters one after another, so you can not be busy reading the back for now.) ）