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The elders of the Tianli Sect all know that Mu Wei treats his peach tree as much as a sword is to Zhong Wuchen.

Stepping down Mu Yi's precious peach tree with one foot, everyone's hearts trembled, Xie Nian got up and looked in Mu Yi's direction with a guilty conscience, the broken cups were the best proof.

"Master..."

Mu Yi sighed heavily, those peach trees were cultivated by him with spiritual power for many years, comparable to Han Shuwan's panacea, I don't know how much painstaking effort it took.

Peach trees are inherently fragile and don't live long, but he hangs them with spiritual power. It can be said that no matter how many years he lives, these peaches will live for how many years, and after a long time, they will also develop feelings.

Mu Yi said helplessly, "Be more careful in the future."

"Yes, Master."

Xu Yannuan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, and took Xie Nian to the small kitchen together.

On the day when the hidden sword pavilion opened, several people entered the back mountain of the main peak together.There is still snow in the forest, with bursts of chill, the emerald green meets the snow white, which is unique.

Lu Xiaoxiao led the crowd towards Lin Shen, several elders cleared the way, Xie Nian, Xu Fangshu and others followed.

Xie Nian approached Xu Fangshu and whispered, "Why are you here too? It's just that I'm going to find a suitable natal spirit treasure."

Xu Fangshu rolled his eyes at him, "I come whenever I like, do you have an opinion?"

Xie Nian rolled his eyes back, "Why don't you stay with your bamboo horse and run around?"

Xu Fangshu's face was stiff, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xie Nian's collar, "Who did you listen to!"

After thanking Nian, he raised his head, "Everyone in Tianlimen knows it, but you still want to hide it from me hahahahahaha."

"Humph!!"

Xu Fangshu snorted coldly, pushed Xie Nian away, and stepped away from him.

Everyone came to a deep forest, an empty land, there was hardly a trace of weeds, and there was no sign of life, so they all stopped.

The destination has been reached.

With a wave of Lu Xiaoxiao's sleeve, a dazzling array of swords were stuck on the ground in a disorderly manner, and there were still many treasures under the sword that had not been cleaned up.

It's just a hodgepodge.

The other sects wanted to offer up all the good things, so Tianli Sect directly created a barrier to gather these things together, whatever they wanted.

After Lu Xiaoxiao's signal, Xie Nian walked in, and all the way forward, there were magic weapons that had responded one after another, and the sword body buzzed and trembled non-stop, but other than that, nothing happened.

Xu Fangshu was startled at first, but then slowly turned calm. When Lu Xing came in, the commotion was not as big as him, but in the end, a spirit treasure after the death of his predecessor chose him.Xie Nian's posture was not small, all those who responded to him were top-grade or top-grade spirit swords, but no one offered him an olive branch.

Xie Nian was also puzzled, and everyone fell into silence. Just when everyone felt that the trip was fruitless, spirit treasures from all over the Tibetan Sword Pavilion poured in from all directions.

Xie Nian: "..."

If you come up with all of this, you will be tied into a hedgehog.

The elders also fell into a strange silence.

Suddenly there was a sudden change, the sound of the phoenix in the depths of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was loud, and all the flying spirit swords stagnated in the air, trembling a little, and finally returned to their original places reluctantly.

The master Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in a rare way.

A golden light flashed and slowly rose in the sky, and a huge phoenix phantom appeared in front of everyone.

Although it was a phantom, the golden light that spread out seemed to burn people's skin.

Phoenix's pupils stared at Xie Nian closely, spread its wings, a golden light lifted Xie Nian, and then everyone saw that phantom pounced towards Xie Nian, and finally turned into a scar on Xie Nian's forehead. The golden seal of the phoenix, the golden seal flickers on and off, hidden in the skin.

At the same time, Little Phoenix was also forced out of the storage ring, and a real fire enveloped it in an impartial manner.

A burst of joyful phoenix cries sounded, and the little phoenix was suddenly exploded by the enveloping sphere. The little phoenix, which was the size of a few palms, grew into a colossus, which could fully bear the weight of several people.

The golden light gradually dissipated, Xie Nian appeared in the central open space of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, holding a long sword in his hand, the sword was narrow and full of golden-red luster, if you look carefully, it seems that there is a phoenix walking in the sword .

Everyone looked at Xie Nian in a daze. At that moment, there seemed to be a phantom of a phoenix completely enveloping him. The golden light dissipated and lingered around his body. Under the imprint of the golden light, his indifferent jade-like face was like a god. , the sword in his hand fit him very well, as if the sword was tailor-made for him.

"Thank you, come here." There seemed to be a light shining in Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes, with a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.

Xie Nian is also very satisfied with this sword, it fits him very well, it is almost tailor-made for him, there is a spirit in the sword, and he is also very kind to him, which greatly makes up for his dislike of the spirit sword made by Feng Zhengyong s damage".

Just when Xie Nian approached the crowd, another change occurred, Mu Yi felt strange, he looked at his palm in a daze, and the dragon-shaped gold seal appeared by itself.

A long jade-colored whip wrapped in a white awn appeared in front of everyone, the dragon chant gradually rose, and a silver-white phantom rushed towards Xie Nian.

Mu Yi's complexion was extremely bad, "Come back!"

The dragon soul in the Lingbao was not restrained by the owner and directly broke away from the spirit weapon. Everyone did not expect it. Immediately afterwards, the golden-red phoenix phantom appeared, and the phoenix screamed, and rushed directly to fight the dragon soul.

Mu Yi: "..."

Xie Nian: "..."

Everyone: "..."

This is a natural mismatch between the master and the apprentice, and there is also a conflict in the natal and spiritual treasures that have been set. It is simply... misfortune for the master!

The two spirits fought for a long time, but there was no winner. They disliked each other and returned to their bodies, leaving only the messy crowd in the wind.

Xie Nian smiled awkwardly, "This little Phoenix has quite a temper."

It was also the first time Lu Xiaoxiao saw this kind of situation. After calming down his expression, he said: "This sword is called Changjun, and it is a spiritual treasure used by the first master Qing Yunjun. It is said that it was given by the immortals back then. After Yun Junxian left, this sword spirit declared itself a treasured sword, and slept in the hidden sword pavilion for thousands of years, and no one who went in to search for treasures in the past dynasties let him unseal it, Xie Nian, you must treat Changjun kindly in the future."

Xie Nian touched the sword with his left hand, and was very satisfied in his heart. According to what Lu Xiaoxiao said this time, this Changjun can be regarded as an old man of Tianlimen, no less than the treasure of Tianlimen's sect.

It seems that there is only an artifact that can draw a tie with Mu Yi's ancient artifact.

Xie Nian folded his sword and bowed his hands, "Yes, this disciple takes orders."

The elders nodded in satisfaction, Zhong Wuchen took a step forward, took out a scabbard from his storage ring and handed it to Xie Nian, "This is made of Wannian black iron, you can try it out , so as not to fall into the prestige of the Excalibur."

The scabbard is simple and elegant, and it looks like Zhong Wuchen's favorite style at first glance. It is carved with cloud pattern relief, a phoenix soaring in the clouds, lifelike.

Xie Nian stretched his brows and eyes, and looked at Zhong Wuchen with a smile in his eyes. The phoenix Bacheng was carved according to Xiao Hei's real deity. According to the time, if he left Tianli Gate to find his natal treasure, Zhong Wuchen would be there at the beginning. get ready.

Changjun trembled for a moment, then took the initiative to go into the sheath.

Xie Nian said: "Uncle Master has a heart."

Zhong Wuchen nodded, his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were exceptionally soft, "Excalibur has a spirit, so you must not use it to kill chickens and sheep in the future."

Xie Nian's smile froze, "..."

Uncle dear, you know me too well.

Yan Shutong on the side squeezed his goatee, and said a few times in surprise, "Junior Zhong has no apprentices, and the kid with Xie Nian looks like a master. I look at Junior Brother Zhong and Xie Nian as a master and apprentice." Mutually……"

Lu Xiaoxiao glanced at him sideways, Yan Shutong reacted instantly, and looked at Mu Yi with a dry smile, "Eh? Junior brother, what are you holding, why are you taking it back so quickly?"

The corner of Mu Yi's mouth twitched, his expression a little unhappy, "It's nothing."

Uncle Yan showed suspicion, looked at Xie Nian and Zhong Wuchen, then at Mu Yi, and was about to say something, when Lu Xiaoxiao yawned boringly, "Go back."

Yan Shutong followed closely, "Brother head, why are you sleepy again? You woke up not long ago, when will you help me share these sect affairs with you? Spring is coming again, and everything needs to be rearranged. Senior Brother Sect? Senior Brother Sect Leader?!"

Mu Yi also glanced at the two of them, and let out a cold snort, "Xie Nian, what are you dawdling about? Finished the task?"

After Xie Nian thanked Zhong Wuchen, he responded with his sword on his back, "Here we come, Master."

Since Xie Nian got the natal spirit sword, Mu Yi has gone farther and farther on the road of training apprentices, teaching in person every morning and evening, and testing the results of Xie Nian at noon.

Xie Nian was covered in sweat, and he was waving his Changjun under the peach tree. Mu Yi set up a stone table and bench outside the yard, and sat on the bench to drink tea comfortably.

"Xie Zigui," Mu Yi's hand holding the teacup froze, "I made a mistake in pressing hard. I asked you to practice swords not to let you chop firewood. If you want to chop firewood, go to the food garden to find Elder Fang."

Xie Nian fixed Chang Jun on the ground, wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves, and simply crossed his legs, using the hem of his robe to keep fanning himself.

"Master, this sword practice is not accomplished overnight. Besides, sword moves, as long as they are useful, it's fine. Pursuing regular sword moves will only restrict your hands and feet. It's justified to catch people by surprise."

Mu Yi's face turned blue, and he looked at him with a frown, "Absurd! If you don't practice hard all day, thinking about these fallacies, if you have learned the martial arts of Tianlimen, you can ignore these as a teacher, and you will hardly do anything for 20 years. Which sword move do you think you have mastered? If you can do this, it is not impossible to create your own sword move.”

Xie Nian curled his lips and leaned on the Changjun sword, "Then master, don't be too eager for success, Master Zhong's disciples won't be like this..."

Mu Yi's hand holding the cup tightened, his cold eyes caused some waves, he got up and walked to Xie Nian, saying: "Get up."

"Ah?" Xie Nian squeezed to the side of Chang Jun, subconsciously dodged back.

Mu Yi Mu Guang stretched out his hand to him, and said again, "Get up."