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What should monks prepare for going out?

As a sword cultivator, the sword must be brought, and the wound medicine must be brought just in case. In addition, the monk does not need to eat or change clothes. After thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing to prepare .

If the strength is strong enough, you only need to bring a storage bag to go everywhere, and there is no residence or home at all.

But for Zhao Yunchen, it is rare for him to travel far away. Although it is definitely wrong to work behind closed doors, he really has no desire to go out, and ended up living in the peak for nearly three years.

Now, finally, something to do.

Xiao Jingfeng rummaged in the warehouse, Zhao Yunchen leaned against the gate and looked at the dim light inside, there was a shadow dangling in the innermost part, and murmurs kept coming.

Xiao Jingfeng said that he had seen a very useful spirit sword at home, and it happened that Zhao Yunchen wanted to teach him, so it was convenient to use it.

But he couldn't remember where the sword was put. It was a sword he found when he first came here eight years ago, and it disappeared for some reason.

Zhao Yunchen watched Xiao Jingfeng come out annoyed, frowning slightly dissatisfied.

"Could it be lost in Liuyun Mansion, didn't you often stay there for a while." Zhao Yunchen thought for a while and suggested.

"Probably not. It doesn't seem to be a very valuable thing... Well, but not necessarily, my lord, shall we go in and have a look now?"

It will take a certain amount of time to open Liuyun Mansion. After all, it is a mustard space created by monks during the Tribulation Period. Even with the convenience of blood, it still takes a lot of energy.

Of course, there is also a fast track when escaping.

"Alright, it's been a long time since I went in anyway. Then I'll go and prepare, you go and wait first."

Seeing Xiao Jingfeng nod his head, Zhao Yunchen turned around and left the warehouse and went to the courtyard. Anyway, there were only him and Xiao Jingfeng left here, so it would be fine to use the magic circle directly in the courtyard.

The Falling Shadow Sword fluttered in mid-air, and the frost froze into a delicate pattern, and then sparks began to burn from the outermost periphery.

This was designed by Zhao Zun, the most standard way to enter Liuyun Mansion.

Ice turns into clean water and evaporates into misty air.

The word cloud imprinted on Zhao Yunchen's left arm gradually appeared, and a powerful force gently enveloped Zhao Yunchen's figure, and together with Xiao Jingfeng who had just stepped out of the warehouse, the two were brought into the space together.

This is a huge domain, with elegant pavilions and clear lakes, and the words "Liuyun Mansion" are engraved on the round stones.

Xiao Jingfeng closed his eyes and inhaled the spiritual energy inside, and said happily, "My lord, I haven't been here for a long time, and the spiritual power is so strong."

"That's right. Let's practice in it for a long time when we reach the stage of transformation." Zhao Yunchen turned around and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, gently pushing open the dark red wooden door.

Xiao Jingfeng trotted behind Zhao Yunchen, and snorted in response.

Using the fairyland on earth to describe Liuyun Mansion is perfect. The green vines are winding on one side of the wall, and the pink flowers that bloom contain yellow stamens. There is always a faint fragrance floating around. Nothing refreshing.

Zhao Yunchen didn't know why Zhao Zun, who was already in the catastrophe period in the past, spent hundreds of years building a Liuyun Mansion that he didn't need at all. He only knew that there were countless treasures hidden in this place and all kinds of strange flowers growing there. , if you don't pay attention, you will really miss this place.

However, this place is not suitable for low-level monks. Although it welcomes all people with signs to come, if the level of cultivation is too low, they will be disturbed by too strong aura instead, and they will not advance but retreat.

Zhao Yunchen doesn't come here often, firstly, he doesn't need most of the things inside, and secondly, this is the last place he saved his life, so don't show it easily.

Xiao Jingfeng's body was also imprinted with the mark of Liuyun Mansion, but he did not have the right of a master, and only came to Liuyun Mansion as a guest.Although the channel can be opened normally, there are many restrictions.

Zhao Yunchen had asked him about this matter before, but Xiao Jingfeng always refused Zhao Yunchen's request to change the mark on the grounds that he was not qualified.

Zhao Yunchen had no other choice, and since he didn't come to Liuyun Mansion often on weekdays, he let Xiao Jingfeng go.

The entire Liuyun Mansion's mansion is very large, but there are not many rooms inside. They are all long corridors and exquisite courtyards, and there are very few places for real accommodation.

The two of them moved forward all the way, and the goal was the underground storage room. Zhao Zun was indeed an unborn cultivator, but he was doomed to be able to ascend to immortality. The son still left a lot of good things.

But before Zhao Yunchen opened the door of the storage room, Xiao Jingfeng who was walking behind him suddenly stopped, and there was a crackling sound of metal colliding.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yunchen turned his head, only to see Xiao Jingfeng pulling something out vigorously.

Zhao Yunchen walked over to have a look, what Xiao Jingfeng was holding seemed to be a sword hilt.

"Is this the spirit sword you mentioned?"

Zhao Yunchen put his hands on Xiao Jingfeng, and Xiao Jingfeng stood aside, he nodded and said, "Well, that's it, I don't know why it's in this place, it seems to be stuck in it and I can't move at all."

Zhao Yunchen twitched vigorously, but like Xiao Jingfeng, the sword did not move at all.

He knelt down and took a closer look, only to find that only the hilt of the sword was left outside, and the blade was completely inserted into the wall. Even at first glance, it seemed that there was just a bulge on the wall.

Zhao Yunchen doubted whether this was a simple ornament, but since Xiao Jingfeng said it was a sword, he had to try it first anyway.

He fumbled for the monotonous pattern on the hilt, and then touched the joint between the sword and the wall. There was indeed a thin seam as a joint, but he didn't touch anything else.

Since Xiao Jingfeng used this sword before, how did he get the sword in here.

Zhao Yunchen turned his head and glanced at Xiao Jingfeng. Xiao Jingfeng rubbed his clothes in silence, and shook his head after seeing Zhao Yunchen's gaze.

In desperation, Zhao Yunchen tentatively channeled a bit of spiritual power into it, and as a result, the spirit sword shook slightly in a very face-saving manner, and a blue light flashed on the hilt for an instant.

But before the two of them were happy, a huge thrust erupted from the hilt of the sword, and the trace of spiritual power introduced by Zhao Yunchen was magnified thousands of times and rushed out, almost piercing through Zhao Yunchen's palm.

"grown ups!"

Xiao Jingfeng was so frightened that he rushed forward and pulled Zhao Yunchen away from the sword.

"My lord, my lord, are you all right, are you all right?" Xiao Jingfeng's eyes were red, and he held Zhao Yunchen's arm in fear, neither daring to force nor let it go.

Zhao Yunchen was also taken aback by that force, but he immediately realized that although the force that rushed out was very strong, it was not actually lethal. It was just to prevent Zhao Yunchen from pouring spiritual power into it. It's just action.

Xiao Jingfeng's tears were about to overflow, he didn't expect that yesterday's incident was not long past, and Zhao Yunchen was injured again just because of a request of his own.

The self-blame and discomfort in his heart forced him to suck his nose with trembling lips, pitiful.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Zhao Yunchen helplessly touched Xiao Jingfeng's head with his other hand, "It's just being pushed out."

Xiao Jingfeng wiped away his tears in a panic, but still cried when he spoke: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yunchen slightly retracted the hand that was pushed away just now, and the sharp pain has completely disappeared, as if it never existed.

"It should be a warning. Jingfeng, this sword doesn't welcome me." Zhao Yunchen smiled instead.

"My lord!" Xiao Jingfeng couldn't help frowning, he took Zhao Yunchen's hand to check for himself, the bony hand had a faint callus, Xiao Jingfeng poked Zhao Yunchen's palm with his fingers, it was very interesting.

Zhao Yunchen felt his hands itch: "You don't need to check this way, it's really fine. But it doesn't welcome me, Jingfeng, you can try it."

Xiao Jingfeng, who secretly played with Zhao Yunchen's big hand, raised his head when he heard this, he first ahed, and then he agreed.

Xiao Jingfeng hesitantly walked back to the position where Zhao Yunchen was standing just now, he was still a little worried about Zhao Yunchen's hand, but since the adults gave orders, he had to give it a try.

He didn't intend to expose his Fire Spirit Root, but only wanted to use Wood Spirit Root to test it a little.

Who would have thought that just as his fingers were on the hilt of the sword, a trace of spiritual power was released, and a strong suction burst out from the spirit sword. Xiao Jingfeng trembled uncontrollably, and immediately several kinds of spiritual power came out of his body pour out.

Vibrant red, crystal blue, exuberant green, bright yellow, deep brown.

They burst out from Xiao Jingfeng's fingertips, pouring into the spirit sword continuously, and the white robe he specially wore was also contaminated enough by these things, losing its original colorless color in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yunchen stood aside and watched in a daze as the five colors finally mixed together and turned into a dark black.

Xiao Jingfeng was at a loss and wanted to pull out his hand, but the spirit sword, which he couldn't pull out just now, was easily brought out by him this time, and the blade hit the ground with a bang.

He turned his head back in fear, and the black robe flung out a bit.

Zhao Yunchen's eyes widened, he seemed to see another person, with an enchanting face, a cruel smile and powerful strength.

magical?

No, no, that's his view.

The author has something to say:

Addicted to pesticides can not extricate themselves,

Indulging in orthopedics cannot extricate himself,

Indulging in milk tea is inescapable.

Well, see you tomorrow~