Sir, this sword is a keepsake

"Su Wei, High Priest of Spirit Snake Marsh,"

A lazy voice sounded, Nangong Fuyun raised her hand, accompanied by splashes of silver light, and hit the path of the green snake. The green snake had already climbed up the stone platform, but could not move forward. Facing Nangong Fuyun who blocked it, he spit out a threatening letter.

"I came here from thousands of miles to hold the Hualongzhan of Great Liang National Fortune. Just thinking about it makes me shudder."

The high priest who was called by his first name frowned slightly, looked at Nangong Fuyun who was fearless that day with great interest, and gently shook off his purple robe.On the smooth chest, the bone chain glowed faintly.

At this moment, the three of them hastily retreated to Fengyun Terrace, widening the distance from the green snake.

"Guixuzi is an old man, if you let this person not dress well in your eyes, and let him kill people, you won't be looking at the sky and the clouds day and night to look stupid, right?"

"I know the high priest will never hurt that young man, so why let him kill someone?" Gui Xuzi coughed a few times, "As for the clothes... the high priest's outfit is from the Snake Marsh Style...how can you say that about others..."

"Do as the Romans do, the high priest will not understand."

"Well, don't mind the high priest, this is a junior of a friend of mine, and I'm used to being ignorant of etiquette since I was a child."

"High Priest, Su Wei?" Zhuang Li's voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

He took a step forward and looked at the green snake still hovering on the stone platform surrounded by Nangong Fuyun's silver needles, "Dare to ask, what is my destiny? Why is it my destiny?"

The high priest smiled, "Why don't you ask it?"

"Ask it?" Zhuang Li didn't understand why the High Priest was still in the mood to joke with him for a moment, and just as he was thinking about it, he saw the green snake standing up, its eyes staring at him.

A burst of lightning flashed through Zhuang Li's mind, and the next second, the mouth of the snake opened slightly, and he was horrified to find that he could understand what the snake was saying!

"Son of Su'er...you don't have a name...you are with the son of your enemy..."

At this moment, Zhuang Li was frightened. The moment they looked at each other, he seemed to turn around with the snake, thinking that the snake was casting pupils on him.But he clearly knew that the pupil technique could not be used on animals.Right now, he clearly heard the snake's voice, which was a vague and distorted voice, male and female, regardless of age... He also heard his subconscious reply.

"I have a name...who is Sue..."

Shen Fang's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhuang Li, utterly horrified. They only saw the snake spitting out a message and hissing at Zhuang Li continuously, but Zhuang Li actually talked to the snake.

However, a long neigh came from the mouth of the high priest, the snake's head was sluggish, and Zhuang Li's eyes were filled with tears—his headache couldn't get any worse, and he felt blood pouring from his head.

"That's enough, it's enough to recognize each other. It's enough to do this only by blood. If you meet with the spirit snake again, you will bleed to death from your seven orifices." The high priest smiled lowly and looked at the green snake. Waving, "Come back, don't be like a worthless dog."

Sadness flashed across his eyes.

Under the urging of the high priest, the green snake was reluctant to part with Zhuang Li, crawled and turned around, returned to the feet of the high priest, and curled up into a ball again.

"Zhuang Li, are you okay!" Shen Fang supported Zhuang Li and shouted at the high priest, "What's going on!"

"Shen Fang..." Nangong Fuyun softly called his name.

Shen Fang was meeting the latter's faint gaze.

"Didn't you hear, Bloodline... It's self-evident that he can talk to snakes..."

Shen Fang turned his head to look back at the pale Zhuang Li, knowing that he had completely heard these words, "You, no, it's impossible, didn't you tell me about your father and your mother—"

"Be careful!" Nangong Fuyun shouted.I saw a black shadow standing up suddenly at Shen Fang's feet, and it was about to climb onto Shen Fang's back with baring teeth and claws.

Shen Fang only felt a piercing chill coming from his heart, the Yiwei sword suddenly unsheathed, the sword light enveloped the whole body, and the sneaky black shadow disappeared when it met the light.

The high priest in the distance was looking straight at Shen Fang, with a smile on his mouth, fingertips like strings, suddenly turned around, jumped on the ground, raised his arms, and stopped something.He looked at Guixuzi who was still sitting upright, with a smug look on his forehead.

"Why, Shen Yucheng's son can't move?"

"The high priest came here for the Dragon Transformation Cup. If you are willing to express the plan of the inch grass, the old Taoist will rest assured to hand over the Dragon Transformation Cup to you, and it will save you and me from fighting. The old Taoist also knows that you, the High Priest, have no confidence to win. I."

The high priest's expression moved slightly, "Is this true?"

"When will Guixuzi break his promise?"

At this time, the wind stopped suddenly, clouds piled up on the top of the peak, the moonlight was opaque, and the mountains and fields were dark.

"Don't give him the Hualong Zhan." Everyone on the field once again looked at Nangong Fuyun who spoke rashly. "Hualongzhan is useful to me."

Shen Fang's eyes flickered. Obviously, the high priest had a deep hostility towards Yongxia Villa because of the incident in Xiliang, and even turned his anger on Shen Fang, and he did not hesitate to attack Shen Fang again and again.If it is mentioned that Shen Fang needs Hualongzhan to heal his wounds, the high priest is bound to win Hualongzhan.

He was grateful in his heart, but at this moment, fear gradually arose—just now when the high priest made a surprise attack, he instinctively urged the sword to move, but the sword energy gathered, but there was a blockage in his chest that blocked the flow of internal force, and his breath stagnated for a while.If it wasn't for Gui Xuzi's attack, his sword would only be able to achieve three successes, and it would not be able to stop the next attack at all.

Just thinking like this, she felt that Nangong Fuyun was standing a little closer to her.Could it be that she saw it?

When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhuang Li's bewildered and troubled expression. "Zhuang Li." Shen Fang couldn't help shouting.When Zhuang Li heard Shen Fang calling his name, he smiled. He wanted to comfort Shen Fang, but he didn't know that he was laughing dull and lonely.In his mind, the strange and obscure voice of the green snake echoed over and over again: "The son of Sue... has no name... and the son of the enemy..."

"What do you want Hualongzhan to do?" Guixuzi asked Nangong Fuyun muttering.

"I want to save people. The high priest wants Hualongzhan to be a murderer. Who do you want to give it to? The old Taoist will not forget what he promised my father back then."

Seeing that the High Priest's eyes were dark again, Guixuzi let out a long sigh and said, "Master Nangong, go to the main hall and bring me my fly whisk."

Nangong Fuyun was startled, "Where are your Taoist boys? Why did you send me there?"

"Go as soon as I tell you, it's a lot of trouble!"

Seeing Nangong Fuyun still not moving, Guixuzi who knew her intentions closed his eyes and said, "High Priest, if you want to kill someone under my hands, how much chance do you have of winning?"

The high priest smiled slightly, "If it's here, [-]%."

Shen Fang's eyes froze, and he asked rashly: "Since the high priest knows that it is difficult to accomplish, why did he try so many times?"

"Didn't the Taoist priest of Guixuzi just say it at the beginning, I just want to test your skills." The high priest's voice revealed an ominous voice, "The arrogant Jinghong sword can endure the provocations of others so far, the sword intent twice No way, sure enough, after what happened in Lianyun City...you were injured."

Shen felt a "thud" in his heart, but he didn't expect that the other party had already started to test.

"Lianyuncheng? It seems that Hualongzhan is not useful to her, but to you. Could it be that your injury is related to Beihuang?" Guixuzi asked Shen Fang.

"The junior was careless and took out the fog cocoon for the so-called saint, but who knows, it was entangled by the evil fog."

Guixuzi raised his hand and brushed his beard, "Did you really take out the fog cocoon?"

"At that time, Nangong Lingyun had to help, otherwise, it would be difficult to do it with only one person's strength."

"Who told you that Hualongzhan can remove the evil mist for you?"

"This," Shen Anxin was a little confused, but he said truthfully, "it's that wild monk by the mirror lake."

After finishing speaking, Gui Xuzi didn't respond, but urged Nangong Fuyun again.

Seeing that Shen Fang's injury was exposed, Nangong Fuyun simply said, "Guixuzi, for the sake of the Nangong family and the Shen family, even if you want to give the Hualong Zhan to the high priest, you must first cure Shen Fang's body." Let's talk about the injury—"

Before she finished speaking, Guixuzi's old voice immediately sounded in her ears: "If you don't want to ruin the big thing, then quickly do as I tell you!"

She hesitated for a while, glanced at Shen Fang and Zhuang Li, and walked down Fengyun Terrace.When passing Guixuzi and the high priest, Guixuzi still didn't look at her.The doubts in her heart did not diminish, but she followed the cliff path to the Shangqingguan Hall after all.

The dark clouds on the top of the peak had already condensed like ink, as if they were about to pour down like a flood at any moment.

The high priest's eyes followed Nangong Fuyun to the end of the mountain road, then turned around and looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, "Guixuzi, you didn't mean to let her take the Hualongzhan and sneak down the mountain."

Guixuzi smiled wryly, "What is the Hualongzhan, if anyone lets it leave its position, there will be a thunderstorm within a few miles of Wuyou Peak."

"I think it's going to rain today."

"The High Priest knows the art of raining better than I do. How can he not be able to tell if it's good luck or man-made."

The high priest looked up at the sky, his earlobe moved slightly, as if he was listening carefully, and after a while, he said, "Just now you said, if I am willing to tell you the plan, you will give me the Hualongzhan?"

"Yes."

"Besides that, I have to take him away." The green snake at his feet stood tall again, his eyes lingering on Zhuang Li.

"No."

Whether it was Zhuang Li who was thinking to himself, or Guixuzi who was looking at the chess game, they all looked up at Shen Fang, only to see him holding his sword in his arms and looking at the high priest coldly.

"Even if he has something to do with your Spirit Snake Marsh, he is Zhuang Li right now, he was born in Yanzhi Mountain, and he learned from Xu Yiwei. He was ordered by his master to accompany me, Shen Fang, to send the sword manual to Luoyang. Why should he go with you?"

Seeing that Zhuang Li didn't intend to interrupt him, Shen Fang made up his mind and continued, "I went up the mountain to ask Guixuzi for something, so I didn't ask whether the Hualong Zhan can be used on me, Shen Fang. Since the High Priest is bound to be won, we will not stay here for long."

"Hold on."

Although he had expected the danger ahead, Shen still felt relieved, and the knuckles on the sword had turned white.

……

There was no one outside the hall, and there was no one inside the hall, Nangong Fuyun turned around, but she didn't see Fuchen at all, she frowned deeply, feeling that she didn't understand the meaning of returning to the ruins.Could it be that there is something in this hall that she didn't notice... She stopped and began to recall some strange things.First, why is Guixuzi so old?Second, Guixuzi never looked at the three of them carefully.Third, where have all the disciples of Shangqingguan gone?In the past, the Shangqing Temple was clean, but you can also see the little Taoist priests coming and going, running around on various hills, but now, it is dead silent... It seems that there are only five of them.

Such thoughts flashed by, and Nangong Fuyun's eyes fell on the mottled wall in the north. In his impression, there were several paintings hanging in front of this wall, but now, all the paintings are gone.She walked to the wall, frowning deeply.

Something is wrong... What is wrong... She felt a chill in her heart, and she was in a dilemma. What exactly was the "big thing" that Gui Xuzi was talking about?

At this moment, the stone wall suddenly cracked, and a pale and swollen hand stretched out, pinching her neck accurately!