At this time, the little old man and the apprentice had already walked out of the small city, and Shen Cheng was playing with the short sword in his hand, looking left and right and couldn't put it down!

The sheathed sword was no more than a foot long, with a delicate carved snake on the hilt and gemstones on both sides of the grid. When the short sword is unsheathed, it reveals a sharp cold light, and the word "golden snake" is engraved on the sword. The copper-clad wooden scabbard is also very carefully made.

"Master, is this sword really as the shopkeeper Lin said, it can only be used for self-defense?" Shen Cheng remembered the words of the middle-aged Confucian and asked the little old man curiously.

The little old man replied disdainfully: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he just wants to fool us into buying one more thing from him! This sword can naturally drive the enemy to attack, but your cultivation is not enough now! When you can borrow spiritual power to drive this sword, you will understand! Come, see the teacher show you something!"

Taking the short sword, the little old man threw it into the air with one hand, and then pointed a little into the distance.

I saw the short sword rolling in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the sword body was straightened. With a "whoosh" sound, it shot towards a big tree more than a dozen zhang away at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant, the short sword was deeply inserted into the trunk, leaving only the hilt exposed outside the trunk.

Shen Cheng was so shocked that his mouth opened, his eyes widened, and he said in his heart that this short sword was used like this!

But seeing the little old man beckoning again, the short sword was easily pulled out of the trunk of the tree, bringing out the debris and returning to the little old man's hand.

According to the little old man, ordinary magic weapons need to be recognized by dripping blood.

However, since this magic weapon is sold in the market, it must not have been recognized, or the mark of the former owner of the magic weapon has been washed away by the "Guiyuan Water", so any immortal cultivator with spiritual power can control it. It's just that without the magic weapon of recognizing the Lord, it is impossible to connect with the monk heart-to-heart, so it cannot exert its maximum power!

After listening to the little old man's explanation, Shen Cheng thought about going back and quickly letting this magic weapon recognize the master!

The master and apprentice walked forward for a while, and the little old man released the peachwood sword flying magic weapon.

Shen Cheng was no longer so frightened by the peachwood sword this time, and the master and apprentice got on the magic weapon one after another, and left the Fang City of Yunzhu Academy in Wuling Mountain in a retreat, flying all the way to the north.

Momoba Island, one of the many islands more than ten miles off the coast of Aozaki Province, faces Mt. Jinxia across the sea. In the green forests of the island are a few modest thatched huts.

At this time, the evening sun shines on the sea, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the gulls that are about to return to their nests.

In the distance, two figures, an old man and a young man, gradually became clear, and the two of them were Tongsan and Shen Cheng who had rushed to Peach Leaf Island from Edgeworth.

Don't look at Shen Cheng's cultivation in Jinxia Mountain for nearly half a year, but this is the first time he has been so close to the sea, and he is still flying above the vast sea.

Looking at the giant fish reef that swept by the sea under his feet from time to time, Shen Cheng couldn't hide the curiosity on his face!

The master and apprentice flew to Taoye Island and fell into the light, and the little old man took Shen Cheng and walked into the courtyard of the island along the forest path.

The courtyard of the house is full of a kind of gorgeous flowers, which are blown by the sea breeze and set off layers of flower waves, exuding a faint fragrance. The master told Shen Cheng that this was called "Dusk Cloud Flower", and it was the favorite of the master here.

In a hexagonal pavilion in the courtyard, two old men are sitting at the stone table pushing cups and changing lamps.

When the two old men saw the people of Tongshi Sanren entering the garden, they hurriedly got up and greeted them out of the pavilion. After greeting the little old man, the little old man introduced Shen Cheng. It turned out that these two old men were Master's best friends.

One of the old men dressed in Zhu Zishen was called "Ling Yunsuo", and he was also the owner of this house, and the old man was very modest in his words.

"I don't know if the old man's name was changed later, or if it was originally called this. But if you are named 'Suo' just after birth, don't you want the child to grow old soon?" Shen Cheng thought to himself, but his face did not dare to show strangeness.

Another old man in a Confucian robe called "Gongsun Hui", this person is awe-inspiring and upright, but his demeanor and speech are a little arrogant, but he is also very polite to the world.

According to the etiquette, Shen Wei should not have eaten at the same table with the master, but the master's two friends repeatedly said, "It's okay, it's not in the way", and he was allowed by the master to sit at the table.

After taking a seat, a girl of the same age as Shen Cheng brought over bowls, chopsticks and cups.

This girl has clear eyebrows, white and lovely, and a little baby fat on her face.

Shen Cheng stared at the girl directly, thinking about something.

The girl saw Shen Cheng looking at herself stunned, and was a little shy at first, but seeing that he didn't mean to take his eyes off, she glared at Shen Cheng fiercely, and then slapped her chopsticks in front of Shen Cheng, and then turned around and ran back as if she were running away!

Shen Cheng reluctantly took his gaze back, it seemed that he had been misunderstood! In fact, when he saw this girl, he thought of his little sister Shen Yue, and he was a little distracted!

When the little old man saw the girl's actions, he laughed jokingly: "Hey, hey, Ling Daoyou, this Ling girl's temper is still so big, it's almost like a little pepper!"

"Hey! It's all Ling who spoiled this girl! Let the two Taoist friends laugh and laugh!" Ling Yunsuo said with an embarrassed expression.

"It's nothing! Poor Dao came late to deal with some miscellaneous matters today, so he will punish himself with three glasses first!" As he spoke, the little old man raised his glass and drank it all.

Don't look at Shen Cheng's young age, but he is still very sensible. After a few quick bites to fill his stomach, he retired from the table. Seeing that the master and his friend were drinking happily, and with the permission of the master, he went around the house.

At this time, the sky had darkened, the lamps had been lit in the house, and the light stones placed on the walls of the courtyard were gradually brightening. In the courtyard, except for the three old men drinking and laughing, they could only hear the sound of the waves crashing on the shore in the distance.

Suddenly, a voice came up behind Shen Cheng.

"Hey, stupid big guy?"

Although the voice is not loud, it is crisp and pleasant, obviously a girl's voice, but the tone is very unkind.

Shen Cheng couldn't help but be stunned, and turned his head to look at the person who spoke.

It turned out to be the girl of her own age just now, and she was standing at the door of a candlelit house and looking at herself!

The girl's big watery eyes made Shen Cheng suddenly think of his little sister who had been absent for a long time! The idea of questioning the other party was also dispelled.

Shen Cheng looked around blankly, then pointed at himself and said, "Are you calling me?"

The girl rolled her eyes and replied, "It's just you and me here, who else will Miss Ben call if she doesn't call you?"

Shen Cheng knew that he was a little suspicious of knowingly asking, so he asked directly: "Why do you call me stupid? How can I offend you?"

"Hmph, if you're taller than me, you're stupid and big. Besides, such a big talent can be cultivated to the level of melting qi, what is it if he is not stupid and big?" The girl taught Shen Cheng a lesson with sharp teeth, and walked over with her hands behind her back and pretending to walk in all directions, looking him up and down unceremoniously.

Anyone can hear it at this time, this girl's cultivation is higher than Shen Cheng's, and people can see through her cultivation at a glance, it's really not easy to think about this little girl!