Halfway through the bluestone steps of Shu Mountain, the Great Sage finally came to Fang Yuan's side with an embarrassed figure. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at this little monkey grinning at him, as if complaining about himself, Fang Yuan stroked its golden fluff, as soft as the fine sand between his fingers in the desert, and in a few comfortable hums from the Great Sage, it seemed to forgive the person who had left him behind.

There is a clear light circulating on the bluestone steps of Shu Mountain, perhaps because of the ban set by the founder of Shu Mountain, there is a faint sharp sword momentum.

Jing Hong and Fang Yuan are both people with extremely fast legs and feet, and the Great Sage is a primate spirit animal, he is naturally good at climbing and jumping, because of Fang Yuan's comfort, the fear of the prohibition of the bluestone steps in his heart has decreased a lot, so the situation caused is that the three of them are very fast, almost like a swallow flying close to the ground, and like a dragonfly dotting water, dozens of bluestone steps are crossed in just one sweep.

Looking at the extremely delicate scabbard on Jing Hong's back, it was tightly bound by gray hemp rope, the hilt protruded at the right shoulder, and the flying sword was inserted into it, and the edge was converged by the scabbard, making it look very simple, but it must be out of the body and frightened.

Fang Yuan secretly said to himself, this habit of matching a flying sword with a scabbard is probably only available to Shushan and Qingcheng disciples, it should be their tradition, the sword is in the people, the sword is dead, the sword is life, above all else.

It's just that Fang Yuan was curious about why the Ziqing double sword that Xuanqing and Qingzi stole from Shu Mountain didn't see the scabbard, he had already searched for the mustard bracelet of Xuanqing and Qingzi, no, it was naturally impossible for the two of them not to carry such a valuable thing, since this was the case, there was only one possibility, that is, the scabbard was still on this Shu Mountain.

There is not only one bluestone step, there are occasional forks, I don't know where it leads, but I have never seen many disciples of Shu Mountain, only a few Shu Mountain disciples occasionally rushed to the foot of the mountain, just curiously glanced at Fang Yuan and then retracted his gaze, there are many visitors to Shu Mountain, and the disciples of Shu Mountain are naturally accustomed to it.

After a few forks, under the guidance of Jing Hong, Fang Yuan finally climbed one of the peaks, the name of the peak Fang Yuan didn't know, and he didn't want to know, but he knew that this peak was steep, black as iron, solemn, solemn, and majestic, like an unsheathed sharp flying sword.

Not long after, a slightly simple but imposing hall appeared in front of Fang Yuan's eyes, simple and sharp, very in line with the momentum of sword cultivation, the hall and the people or things on Shu Mountain complement each other, there will be no slightest sense of abruptness, this is what is admirable, it must be from everyone's hands.

"Sect Master Fang, this is the Renmu Palace, the head of the sect is waiting here, just go straight in. After Jing Hong said respectfully, he also stepped on the bluestone steps and went down the mountain.

Needless to say, Fang Yuan also knew that the destination of this trip had arrived, the bluestone steps were already at the end, and there was no way to go, so he could only pass through the square in front of the gate planted with unknown old trees and enter the restrained purple wood building.

Fang Yuan's trip was to blackmail...... Return the purple and blue twin swords, of course, if there is any benefit, then it will naturally be better.

Walking to the front of the hall door, the door of the hall was wide open and closed, and it was not closed, as if welcoming Fang Yuan's arrival, Renmu Hall is the name of the hall here, the origin of the name or something Fang Yuan will not go to gossip, but step into the hall.

The furnishings in the hall are extremely simple, only three futons are placed in front of the Sanqing statue, this hall should not be used by the disciples of Shushan, bypassing the sandalwood burner with a height of one person, a Taoist will sit on the futon, although it is only a back, but it feels like a sword without edge.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the hall, Xuan Mu knew that the person who came was the young sect master of the Holy Dao Sect, and judging from the breath alone, he was sure that there would be no fake, and he slowly got up.

On the one hand, people dare not despise this new rise even if there is no Xuanxu sect, on the other hand, it has also greatly increased the exposure of the Holy Dao Sect, which has many benefits, but it is also accompanied by dangers.

Xuanmu was curious: Why did this person who should be very busy come to Shushan.

"I've seen the head of Xuanmu!" Fang Yuan respectfully saluted to this Shushan senior.

Although he came to Shushan as the sect master of the Holy Dao Sect, he saluted as a junior.

Xuanmen smiled and said, "Fang Yuan Daoyou don't have to be polite. ”

Xuanmu called Fang Yuan a Taoist friend with his peers, giving Fang Yuan face.

Fang Yuan raised his head and saw clearly the head of Shushan, the green sermon robe looked a little shabby, and there were even a few eye-catching patches, showing the simplicity of the old man, the old man's hair and beard were all white, but the beard was not too long, only about half a foot, and the white hair was pulled up by a straight sword-shaped hairpin, he was a very kind old man.

Fang Yuan's five senses were very keen, and he knew that under this benevolent appearance, there was an extremely powerful sword heart.

"I don't know what happened to Fang Yuan Daoyou coming to my Shu Mountain from afar?"

Baishi Mountain and Shu Mountain are almost from the East China Sea to the Nanban, spanning four thousand miles, which is indeed too far, but Fang Yuan really rushed from Baishi Mountain to Shu Mountain, which had to make Xuanmu think more, without a major event, Fang Yuan would definitely not have traveled so far.

"Naturally, there is a big matter, I heard that your purple and green twin swords in Shushan have been lost, I don't know if there is such a thing?" Fang Yuan said lightly.

Hearing this, Xuanmu was shocked, and the corners of his mouth and beard twitched a few times unconsciously, the treasure of Shushan's Zhenshan Purple and Qing Twin Swords was indeed lost, but even Qingcheng of the Qingzi Division, who eloped with Xuan Qing at the same time, did not know about the theft of the Ziqing Twin Swords.

The purple and green swords were stolen, Shushan regarded it as a great shame, at that time Xuanmu was only the senior brother of Shushan, not the head of Shushan, at that time it was Xuanmu's master who was the head of Shushan, he blocked the news as soon as possible, and ordered the disciples of Shushan to investigate Xuanqing's whereabouts in secret.

Because of this incident, Xuanmu's master felt even more guilty, firstly, he felt sorry for the entrustment of his master, and secondly, he was also angry with Xuanqing, an unscrupulous apprentice, Xuanmu's master became depressed and had a heart disease, and entrusted Shushan to Xuanmu as soon as possible.

This matter was gradually forgotten, the old disciples didn't mention it, and the new Shushan disciples naturally didn't know, but secretly Xuanmu had been looking for Xuanqing's whereabouts, but his junior brother seemed to have disappeared in the Central Plains, and now hundreds of years have passed, and he still has no Xuanqing's whereabouts.

And today, when Fang Yuan arrived, he said that faint sentence, although his voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Xuanmu was speechless.

"Why do you know about the loss of my Shu Mountain Supreme Treasure Purple and Blue Twin Swords?" Xuan Mu's words were already a little harsh.

Xuanmu's eyes were like a sword, sharp and sharp, if the young man in front of him wanted to threaten to do something unfavorable to Shushan, he would risk his life to maintain the majesty of Shushan.

The Great Sage, who was shocked by Xuanmu's momentum, squeaked and wanted to run, but seeing that Fang Yuan was still standing, he didn't dare to run.

At this time, Xuan Mu realized that Fang Yuan was actually following a little monkey, and after taking a look at the little monkey, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Fang Yuan was not afraid of Xuanmu's momentum, and even wanted to laugh in his heart: Xiao Sample, the worse your attitude towards me now, when I show the purple and green double swords, the more I will blackmail you, the more things I will extort, and I can't cure you, but you have a handle in my hands.

"I've seen Xuan Qing before. Fang Yuan continued to say lightly in the face of Xuanmu's fierce gaze.

He didn't immediately take out the Ziqing Twin Swords, but had the intention to test it, maybe Shushan didn't care about the Ziqing Twin Swords that had been lost for hundreds of years, and he had long forgotten about it! Without the Ziqing Twin Swords, Shushan is not the same as the leading immortal sect in the Dao Gate now.

After hearing Xuan Qing's name, Xuan Mu's momentum became even stronger, and the fierceness in his eyes almost turned into an entity, to see through the purpose of the young Holy Dao Sect Master in front of him, the young man in front of him was already famous, and his age was definitely only a few dozen years old, and it was impossible to know about the Shushan Judgment that happened hundreds of years ago.

"Could it be that the descendants of a certain junior disciple who knew the truth at that time used this as a threat? No, Fang Yuan was just a poor boy, and it was a well-known thing, no, no. Xuanmu's heart turned a thousand times.

Suddenly, he found that he couldn't see through, he didn't know the purpose of the young man in front of him, and he was now like falling into a fog.

Fang Yuan didn't know that Xuanmu's thoughts were so open, but at this moment he was very satisfied with Xuanmu's expression, what he wanted was that you were shocked, and then you could spit out more benefits, what he wanted was that you had a bad attitude towards me, otherwise how could you regret it, I am your great benefactor of Shushan.

Fang Yuan completely selectively forgot about the things that the Purple and Green Swords had left behind without Dao Ling's consent.

"What is your purpose?" Xuan Mu continued to stare at Fang Yuan up and down, left and right.

As long as Fang Yuan was slightly abnormal, Xuan Mu would definitely kill Fang Yuan as soon as possible.

"I don't have a purpose, but you'll understand. Fang Yuan said and began to reach for the mustard bracelet.

He knew that it was almost, and if Xuanmu pulled down his old face and attacked him, it would be troublesome.

Xuan Mu watched Fang Yuan's movements vigilantly, he was only wary of the young man in front of him.

Suddenly, the two sword rays of Zi Qing appeared in the Renmu Palace, and then they were quickly collected by Fang Yuan in the mustard seed bracelet, just a glimpse, and then Fang Yuan looked at the Xuanmu in front of him with a faint smile.

For some reason, looking at the shocked and speechless Xuan Mu in front of him, Fang Yuan felt comfortable in his heart for no reason, this feeling was very good, Fang Yuan happily looked towards it.

That's right, the purple and green twin swords, there will definitely be no mistake, Xuanmu was shocked.

When he was only a big disciple of Shushan, Renmu Hall was the place he often came to, of course, coming to the master was only one of the purposes, the most important thing was that Xuanmu wanted to see the pair of purple and green double swords hanging on the left side of Renmu Palace.

As a sword cultivator, the sword is life, and the purple and green swords are the most powerful swords on this Shu Mountain, even if he looks at it twice a day, Xuanmu feels that the day's practice is full of motivation.

As a great disciple of Shushan, he could see the pair of swords in the Renmu Hall every day, so much so that when he saw the flying swords in the Sword Pavilion, he had a boring feeling.

Of course, at that time, he was not the only one on the mountain who had thoughts about the Ziqing Twin Swords, Xuanmu was longing, hoping that one day he could also drive the Ziqing Twin Swords to kill a big demon and become famous all over the world.

And at that time, Xuanqing's junior brother was naked possession, he thought so, and he did it, since the master knew about him and Qingzi, Xuanqing was extremely decisive to complete his dream, stealing the Ziqing double sword, and flying with his beloved.

At that moment, a feeling of envy for Xuanqing sprouted in Xuanmu's heart.

But later, every time he came to the Renmu Palace, he could no longer see the Ziqing Twin Swords, all he saw was the master's more and more stiff back, and finally one day he became the master of the Renmu Palace, and he was used to the feeling of not seeing the Ziqing Twin Swords to the left.

The sword scabbard on the left wall of the main hall and the printed stone wall no longer caused a trace of turmoil in his heart.

The Ziqing Twin Swords are the treasures of the day after tomorrow, and there are many treasures in the world, and the ranking of the Ziqing Twin Swords on the list of the treasures of the day after tomorrow is not high, the seventh in Ziying Sword, and the fourteenth in Qingsuo Sword, but he is the most sacred sword in the hearts of Shushan disciples, even if he can only touch it.

Until this moment, the surface of the lake, which was as calm as standing water, was thrown into a boulder again, and the boulder fell to the bottom of the lake with an ordinary bang and disappeared, but the lake was no longer calm.

Xuanmu looked at the purple and blue double sword scabbards on the stone wall again, and everything felt different, as if he had returned to the moment when he was full of energy at a glance when he was practicing on the mountain.

Fang Yuan also looked at Xuanmu's extremely complicated eyes, Xuanmu's eyes could read too many things, there were doubts, longings, red heat, confusion, and it was very deep and would make people fall into it.

One big and one small, one purple and one green, two scabbards made of green mound wood and red sandalwood in the Northern Wilderness are integrated with the printed wall, and there is no trace of pattern, it is the simplest carving technique, but the shape of the carved sword is enough to include the double sword.

Needless to say, the value of red sandalwood is needless to say, what shocked Fang Yuan the most was the green hill wood, he only saw the green hill wood in the green mound when he sent the little fox to the Hui clan, as for whether there was Fang Yuan in other places, he didn't know, he knew that the green hill wood was very precious, but Shushan used the green hill wood as a scabbard.

"Why is the cyan scabbard larger than the purple scabbard?" Fang Yuan asked curiously.

The scabbard on the printed stone wall is undoubtedly the scabbard of the purple and green double swords, the purple sword is slightly larger, the Qingsuo sword is slightly smaller, like male and female, the purple sword is male, powerful and strong, and the Qingsuo sword is female, feminine and lingering.

"Because the cyan is the scabbard of the Ziying Sword, and the purple is the scabbard of the Qingsuo Sword. Genki's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Fang Yuan thought there was some allusion in it, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple reason.

Xuanmu had already withdrawn his gaze from the scabbard, and Fang Yuan was still pretending to be looking, as if he didn't know what he had just taken out.

Xuanmu's changing eyes were seen by Fang Yuan, and at this time, the fierce aura was no longer there, there was only hope.

Xuan Mu didn't know what the relationship between the kid in front of him and Qing Zi and Xuan Qing was, but listening to the tone of what he said just now, Fang Yuan had no respect for Xuan Qing, so how did Fang Yuan get the Zi Qing Twin Swords?

But now is not the time to care about that.

Fang Yuan's identity made it impossible for Xuanmu to rob him.

"Let's talk about the conditions!" Fang Yuan said lightly.