You turned out to be such a senior [Transmigration Book]

An hour passed.

Chu Yan, who was sitting in the VIP area of ​​the Arms Pavilion and waiting for the good news, finished eating half a catty of melon seeds, and the spirit sword he was waiting for has not been delivered yet.

Two hours passed.

Chu Yan even drank three or four cups of tea, but his spirit sword still didn't come back.

Three hours passed, the sky was getting dark, Chu Yan couldn't sit still, his spirit sword hadn't come back——

"Why don't I go and urge it!" Chu Yan couldn't hold back his temper at first, and planned to get up and urge the guys in the Weapon Pavilion.

Just as Chu Yan turned around, he was caught off guard by the shopkeeper of the Weapon Pavilion standing quietly behind him.

If Chu Yan hadn't remembered the dark cyan shirt with gold thread and copper coins that the shopkeeper wore earlier, he would really regard the shopkeeper as a ghost at this moment.

After all, the shopkeeper of the Arms Pavilion who appeared at this time had a waxy face, a weak breath, a pair of empty eyes, and two strands of hair on his forehead seemed to be burned by a flame, bending unnaturally.

Not knowing what the shopkeeper has experienced just now, Chu Yan hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "... Are you okay?"

The shopkeeper glanced at him faintly.

This glance is full of too much.

Ling Chuyan had a bad premonition, "Could it be that you broke my old spirit sword when you were repairing it?! That's too much, shopkeeper, you also know that I have that spirit sword now... ..."

Before Chu Yan finished his words of accountability, the shopkeeper, who was as angry as a gossamer, suddenly said, as if he had been poked into the spine, "What do you mean I broke your spirit sword!! You know that your spirit sword is broken!" What did the sword do to me?!!"

"..." Chu Yan was shocked, and couldn't digest the amount of information in the shopkeeper's words for a while, so he just shook his head blankly, "I don't know."

"It ate up the most expensive treasure in my weapon pavilion!! The entire weapon pavilion in Dongjin City is just a cauldron made of ten-thousand-year meteorite iron casting furnace!! Without the ten-thousand-year meteorite iron cauldron, how can I be with you?" Grandmaster, the old man, explain! We don’t have a cauldron in the Arms Pavilion! Can you understand my feelings?”

When the shopkeeper said such a long paragraph, his expression gradually changed from mad and ferocious at the beginning to resentful and tearful, and his eyes turned red in the end.

Chu Yan: "..."

He really didn't expect this to happen.

"So my spirit sword has been repaired—"

"Fix it!!" The shopkeeper had bitter tears in his eyes, "If it is repaired, I can ask you to pay for it. The problem is that it still looks like this after eating the cauldron."

The shopkeeper handed back the unchanged broken sword to Chu Yan. The cracks and rust on it were still there, and it couldn't be seen that it had been remolded in the furnace.

And from the shopkeeper's description, this spirit sword also reshaped the stove into molten iron to absorb it and eat it.

Chu Yan: "...I suspect that you are lying to me, although I have no proof."

Isn't this an ordinary, ordinary little broken iron sword?

The shopkeeper was angry, and after saying this, he turned around and left, "Believe it or not, anyway, our store will not take orders for this spirit sword at all."

Chu Yan: "..."

It seems that the shopkeeper has no reason to lie to himself, right?

"Brother, I think this matter is quite strange, what do you think?" Chu Yan decided to share the difficult problem with Xie Yunming. After all, with Xie Yunming's IQ, this should not be difficult.

Chu Yan looked at his senior brother earnestly.

Xie Yunming, who had been watching from the sidelines, glanced at the rusty spirit sword in Chu Yan's hand, "Put it on the table, and stand farther away."

"Oh good." Chu Yan immediately followed suit.

I don't know if it was because his action of putting down the spirit sword was too crisp, the sword body made a slight trembling sound when it touched the table.

When Chu Yan walked away, Xie Yunming squeezed a sword intent in the direction of the broken sword when he raised his hand.The sword intent was like a rainbow, it broke through the air, landed on the body of the broken sword, and directly condensed a layer of cold frost.

"Crack-!"

The crisp cracking sound resounded in the silent air.

Chu Yan looked at the direction of the spirit sword nervously, and wondered uneasily in his heart: Xie Yunming's sword intent will directly shatter his little broken sword, right?

Following the sound of the first crack, there were successive crackling sounds.

The rust covering the spirit sword is peeling off a layer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the layer of frost has been taken off, revealing the smooth and smooth body of the sword inside - the material is as deep and black as obsidian, dark red The ancient lines cover the entire body of the sword from the hilt, and even the cut-off edge has such lines on the section.

Chu Yan was shocked by the scene in front of him. He originally thought that even if the little broken sword was rusted, it would probably be as white and ordinary as the Baishuang sword——

Looking at it now, not only the appearance is not ordinary, but the inside is also the same as the shopkeeper said... It is unreasonable to directly swallow someone else's refining furnace.

However, this spirit sword hadn't lasted three breaths, after all the frost had faded, it suddenly condensed a layer of rust from itself, covering itself tightly, and changed to the original appearance.

Chu Yan: "?"

Sure enough, the minds of people and swords are not connected, so why should they rust?Is it uncomfortable to be clean?

Xie Yunming narrowed his eyes after reading it, "These rust-like things should be its scabbard."

"Huh?" Chu Yan, who heard this statement for the first time, was confused.

This kind of spirit sword was not introduced in the original book either.

"Don't worry about it, if there is danger in the future, just keep it in front of you." Xie Yunming said.

"Okay..." Although Chu Yan was a little curious, Xie Yunming didn't want to say more, and he naturally didn't plan to ask the bottom line. I'd better pay for that tripod... I don't know how much I'll pay..."

Putting the Prodigal Broken Sword back into the space ring, Chu Yan thought for a while about the heartbroken expression on the shopkeeper of the Weapons Pavilion after the Wannian Meteorite was eaten. He was afraid that the spiritual stones in his pocket were not enough to pay back, so he decided to write to Nanzhu, Let Nan Zhu solve this matter.

After almost everything was arranged, Chu Yan was about to talk to Xie Yunming about going to Yancheng.

The identity badges of Jianzong's direct disciples hanging from their waists suddenly lit up.

After Xie Yunming passed a spiritual power into his identity card, the solemn and solemn face of headmaster Mi Xuzi was projected from the token in front of the two of them.

"The disciple has met the master uncle." Chu Yan and Xie Yunming bowed to the master Mi Xuzi together.

After seeing the two of them, Mi Xuzi's expression turned pale, and he asked aloud, "Yun Ming, little nephew, where are you two now?"

"Returning to the master uncle, the elder brother and I are in Dongjin City." Chu Yan obediently reported the coordinates.

"In this case, you don't have to go back to the sect, and go directly to Yancheng. Your master has already taken the disciples of Jianzong to Yancheng, and then you will meet in Yancheng." Mi Xuzi ordered.

"Uncle Master, what happened?" Xie Yunming, who noticed that the problem was not simple, raised his eyes and asked.

After all, it must not be easy for Jianzong's Supreme Elder, Qing Xuzi, to personally bring his disciples out.Since Xie Yunming joined Jianzong, it was the first time that Qing Xuzi came forward to solve the problem for Jianzong.

"It is indeed a major event. Last night there was news that the tomb of the ancient mighty He Qiuyang is about to appear in Yancheng. Your master watched the stars all night, and made a divination together with me. It is almost out of ten .Even if it’s not Heqiuyang’s tomb, it should be some other immortal artifact.”

The hexagrams are inexhaustible, nine out of ten is already the greatest probability.It's no wonder that Qing Xuzi would go out of the mountain himself.

Xie Yunming: "The disciple knows, so I rushed to Yancheng together with my junior brother."

After Jianzong’s unique sound transmission ended, Chu Yan said with some emotion, “Just now I wanted to tell my brother that it’s better for us to go to Yancheng now, but I didn’t know what I said before I said it. Let's go to Yancheng. What a coincidence."

"Unfortunately." Xie Yunming glanced at him lazily.

"Huh?" Chu Yan was puzzled.

"You are the child of luck, as long as it is what you want to do, you basically follow the trend and there are no ups and downs."

Perhaps because Xie Yunming is in a good mood now, Chu Yan heard his explanation.

Chu Yan, who never thought he was lucky, was stunned for a moment. If it was really like what Xie Yunming said, then he would be able to undo the life-death contract and change the plot, and it would be smooth sailing?

No wonder everyone wants to be lucky.

"gone."

When Chu Yan came back to his senses, Xie Yunming was already waiting for him in the posture of flying with a sword.

Chu Yan quickly followed Xie Yunming's pace.

The light of the sword flowed, the sleeves of the clothes flew, and two figures, one white and one red, went away from Dongjin City together.

It was already a starry night, and immortal cultivators did not need to sleep, but Chu Yan, a half-hearted qi cultivator, was still sleepy when it was time to sleep.

From Dongjincheng to Yancheng, it takes one day to fly with Yujian, and it is still at the speed of monk Xie Yunming Yuanying.Ordinary flying magic weapons, even Bailuan, need two or three days.

Qingxuzi and other Jianzong disciples have already set off. After the news spreads, the East Territory will seem to have been revived, and the sixteen sects and other forces will rush to Yancheng.

It is never wrong to act first and seize the first opportunity.

In order not to hinder Xie Yunming from going on his way, Chu Yan insisted on staying awake, but Nian was doing the life-saving Gu, so he didn't dare to twist himself to refresh himself, so he could only open his eyes and look at the dark sky, his consciousness gradually became sleepy ...

Xie Yunming freed one hand to support Chu Yanchao's body that had fallen to one side.

I thought that the little sick man just didn't stand firm, but after being supported by him, he used himself as a support, and his body became limp and fell down.

Xie Yunming: "..."

At this time, the bright moon hangs high, and the stars are shining.The moonlight and starlight intertwined and poured down, falling on the eyebrows and eyes of the boy in red, illuminating the shadows of his eyelashes, like butterfly wings.

Fragile, delicate, serene and quiet, I am afraid that I am having a good dream.

The white-clothed swordsman slightly adjusted the posture of his arms, and let the boy continue to sleep peacefully with his hands on his pillow.

From time to time, his gaze swept over the young man's eyebrows, not knowing whether it was disgust or connivance.