Cultivate with an African God

Mu Xinghe happily parted ways with Shen Xiu, he couldn't imagine their meeting like this, but he was very happy to accept their result like this.

They are not from the same world. It is good to meet by chance and have a drink together.

Mu Xinghe found Zhong Zijin almost effortlessly, the idea was very simple, since so many people came to know that Shen Xiu was here, Zhong Zijin would definitely follow him.Sure enough, he saw Zhong Zijin not far behind his head.

Zhong Zijin was delighted to see him, but was stunned by his words: "Shen Xiu has slipped away."

Zhong Zijin, however, was still relentless, and spoke like a cannonball: "Why didn't you tell me that you had friendship with him! What did you two do secretly! Why didn't you take me with you! His sword just now was too strong! I There are so many things I don’t understand and want to ask him! You actually thought of slipping away with him first! You shameless Taoist cultivator!..."

Zhong Zijin uttered a series of incoherent words like this, and finally concluded his statement: "You betrayed me!"

"I betrayed you, a furball," Mu Xinghe said unwillingly, "You exposed my position to Shen Xiu at that time, and I was almost hacked to death by him. I don't blame you. After that, you have been sleepwalking. What am I telling you? ?”

Mu Xinghe still held grudges: "I asked you who your idol is before and you didn't tell me, but now you know it's wrong, don't you?"

Zhong Zijin still wanted to argue, but when he heard this sentence, he withered immediately, and said weakly: "If I knew you were friends, I should have asked you to introduce me..."

In this elementary school-style quarrel, Wen Xingze is the only conscience.He patted Zhong Zijin on the head: "Since we know each other, there is always a chance."

"To be able to see that sword today is indeed a worthwhile trip. After the Lantern Festival is over, Zijin and I will travel around again." He did not go to inquire about the relationship between Mu Xinghe and Shen Xiu, but asked about his whereabouts. "What about you? Where are you going after that?"

Mu Xinghe thought for a while, and said, "Shen Xiu asked me to find that broken sword and go to Cangjian Pavilion to pass on a message."

Zhong Zijin suddenly said "Hey": "You mean Hongye Liuguang? I'm here."

Mu Xinghe never expected this, Zhong Zijin looked shy, but Wen Xingze explained to him helplessly: "Not long after you left, Senior You's friend also took him away, leaving the sword on the roof , when Zhong Zijin was on the tree, he was the quickest to pick it up... But there are many people who have the same idea, and Zhong Zijin just got a sword handle."

"The same idea..." Mu Xinghe pondered, "Is there anything good on that sword? Or do you just want to follow the trail of a famous swordsman...?"

Mu Xinghe vaguely heard Wen Xingze sigh slightly, but his tone was still helpless: "I think the reason is probably the latter."

Mu Xinghe patted Wen Xingze's shoulder and said sympathetically, "You've worked hard."

Mu Xinghe went up to the roof to look for it with the attitude of giving it a try, but saw that there were still many young men with swords lying on the roof, turning bricks and tiles, not to mention broken swords, there was not even a scrap of sword left. However, Mu Xinghe trusted the boss's IQ very much, and he was also very confident in his ability to figure out his intentions. He felt that it didn't matter whether the sword was complete or not, as long as he got the meaning.So he jumped off the roof as soon as he saw that there was no hope of finding the rest of the sword.

The pair of brothers from the Yingzhou Sword Sect below kept whispering to each other, not knowing what to say, then Zhong Zijin seemed to say something, Wen Xingze's already very gentle expression became softer, and he patted Zhong Zijin's head, in fact, if Mu Xinghe was patted He would somewhat resist it, but Zhong Zijin accepted it happily, smiled brightly at Wen Xingze, took out the sword under the tree, and wiped it.

Wen Xingze saw Mu Xinghe approaching, and asked forward, "Is there any gain?"

Mu Xinghe shook his head, Wen Xingze said in relief: "It's okay, the sword was broken too, he didn't ask you to bring the whole sword, maybe he just asked you to find a token to pass on a message."

Mu Xinghe nodded and asked him, "Then what are your plans?"

Zhong Zijin didn't know when he finished wiping the sword, put the sword back into the sheath, and said decisively: "Let's go to Cangjiange to have a look."

In fact, to Mu Xinghe, Cangjiange is just an inexplicable place name.However, for Zhong Zijin and the others, this place name is like thunder.

It was a place where there were many sword repair masters, and it was also a place where sword repair masters tested their own strength.It is said that after entering the Cangjiang Pavilion, one has to go through layers of trials, confront several masters, and win the reward of the pavilion owner.

The Red Leaf Flowing Light Sword was produced by Cangjiange. It is said that many years ago, You Shaobei picked twelve masters in exchange for it.But today it was Zhong Zijin who proposed to go to Cangjiange, not for the famous sword and sharp weapon, but for a few comments.And it's not an evaluation of Zhong Zijin himself.

Although Wen Xingze never said anything about You Shaobei's words, and even seemed a little calm, Zhong Zijin seemed to care more and be more unfair than Wen Xingze.

"Brother and I have known each other for so long, I know what kind of person he is, and I know what kind of person he is better than anyone else." Zhong Zijin said this very seriously.

Wen Xingze was obviously taken aback when he heard it - Mu Xinghe recognized that this was a somewhat uncertain expression.Wen Xingze is a person who does everything well, but after getting along with him for a long time, Mu Xinghe can finally see some mood swings in him.Wen Xingze's wavering didn't last long, his expression had a rare determination in him, his eyes were very clear, his tone was very clear, he was staring at his sword: "Yes, I don't accept it, I want to give it a try .”

No one can judge whether a person is qualified to do something just by one trick and a few words.What's more, that matter is something he wants to do even if it takes a long time and a lot of sweat, and it is something that he has put in a lot of effort for.

Even if it is Wen Xingze, he will not accept it, and he also wants to fight.

Because Wen Xingze was there, even if they only had a few words of information, it didn't take them much effort to find Cangjiange.I don't know what it has to do with You Shaobei's agreement, Cangjiange is located in this area, about [-] to [-] miles outside Linchuan City, on the bank of the river.

Along the way, Zhong Zijin was recalling the past, talking about his idol's great achievements.

Mu Xinghe was devastated: "Don't mention it, I've heard his deeds in Yunfu and my ears are callused."

In this way, they finally arrived at Cangjiange. What awaited them was a stone door, which looked extremely heavy, and the door was closed tightly. Even if Wen Xingze went to knock on the door, there was only a dull and dull sound.

Zhong Zijin tried to push the door, but it didn't move at all, he didn't know how to open it.

Wen Xingze pondered for a moment, but he drew out his sword, which fell towards the gate like a shooting star.

When the sharp sword fell on the door, it sparked a few sparks.However, the door opened automatically after being hit by this blow, making a heavy sound.Mu Xinghe wanted to follow, but it seemed that an invisible barrier blocked him, forcing him to back away, watching the door slowly close.

Wen Xingze also seemed to be caught off guard. When the door was slowly closing, a little old man appeared in front of them at some point, blocking their sight, and said with a smile: "This is the door for sword testing. If you want to enter the pavilion, Let's try it with a sword." Mu Xinghe felt something was wrong, and wanted to say a few words, but he didn't want the little old man to disappear through the door again.

Zhong Zijin was a little dazed, and said, "I'll go in and tell them about your situation." As he spoke, he drew his sword and stabbed at Shimen. Shimen.

The stone door opened again, but inside was an empty front yard, and Wen Xingze was nowhere to be seen.Zhong Zijin walked in hesitantly, looked east and west, and even wanted to stretch out his hand to grab Mu Xinghe, but Mu Xinghe shook his head and shouted into the door: "I didn't come to compete with you, I came to pay you back. Sword, you don’t want your Hongye Liuguang?”

All of a sudden, Mu Xinghe felt a thrust coming from behind him. He was defenseless and stumbled into the Cangjian Pavilion, and there was no Zhong Zijin and Wen Xingze in front of him.

But just now that little old man appeared in front of him, still smiling and said: "In that case, this visitor please follow me."

Mu Xinghe thought that he would have to face difficulties and tests when he came in, but in the end he was led to move forward smoothly.There are indeed many swordsmen in this pavilion, all of them are masters with a restrained appearance.It's just that these people have nothing to do with Mu Xinghe. Mu Xinghe walked through the small courtyard, walked into the pavilion, stepped on the stairs, and walked indoors.

The room was located at the highest part of the pavilion, and the room was empty, only a middle-aged man was sitting in it.The man was dressed in black clothes, with a black sword across his knees.

The little old man smiled and said: "Since you are here, it would be unfair to those sword cultivators who are not allowed to enter if you don't try one or two trials, come on."

The aura of the black-clothed swordsman was more oppressive than all the swordsmen he had seen in the pavilion before, obviously he was a strong man he couldn't handle, but Mu Xinghe was not surprised by this development, but it was still a symbolic Struggling for a while: "Well, I'm just here to return the sword."

The swordsman in black raised his head slightly, and his cold eyes fell on him: "You have that annoying smell of Shenxiu on your body."

Mu Xinghe raised his hand and smelled it, but he didn't smell anything. Before Mu Xinghe could think about it, the black-clothed swordsman had already pulled out his sword. .

Mu Xinghe subconsciously let out a word of speech, Shou, and suddenly a clear and cold voice sounded in his ears: "He just passed on a message for me, I don't think there is any need for a competition."

Mu Xinghe looked back, the man who had just bid farewell not long ago was standing by the door, against the light, he came with the lazy afternoon sun and the cool breath of the river, his expression was not clear, only his sleeve robe could be seen With the hair fluttering slightly in the wind.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to Alice West for mine~

Thanks to mine who called me Xiandi~

Thank you, the mine of flowers~

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For some reason, every time I open JJ's APP, I feel a little guilty when I see the phrase "a lingering love story"...