The cat who wears Jackie Chan

Huh, squatting on the owner's shoulder, the little orange cat took a breath intoxicated.

Juntian Taoist Temple was built on a blessed land with beautiful mountains and rivers, the aura on the mountain is far stronger than that of the towns outside, and the aura in Baoguang Pavilion is dozens of times thicker.As soon as you walk in, you feel refreshed.

The pavilion is old, but there is no trace of dust.The blubber lamps on the walls burned silently and brightly.

In fact, there is no need to light a lamp at all, the strange light emitted by the various magic weapons on the shelf is enough.The magic weapon of the fire type emits red light and golden light, the wood type emits blue light, and the water type emits blue light...they complement each other, like neon lights.Looking around, any one is a fairy weapon.

The little orange cat saw tears streaming down from the corner of his mouth.

I really want to hit, hit, hit--excuse me.

After all, Taoist Academy is their own school, so just think about it.

"Owner, you lack a sword, let's have a look at the sword." The little orange cat suggested.

Mu Xuefeng just realized the way of sword and sword, but he has a sword but no sword, and the borrowed Lingyun sword has been returned to the three-legged Jinwu.I just took this opportunity to buy a fairy sword.

"Look around first." Mu Xuefeng was noncommittal.

If you don't have a sword you like, don't force it.

The pavilion was originally silent, only the footsteps and voices of the two of them, and after a while, some kind of subtle sound was mixed in.

"Who?" Mu Xuefeng turned around suddenly.

"Meow?"

Some slender shadows followed a few steps away, and they all paused.A closer look revealed several flying swords.

"I heard that you are here to pick swords?" One of the swords decorated with white jade bead tassels flew over. The blade was full of white flames, hovering in the air, and there was a boy in white robe sitting on the sword, " We also come to see you. Oh, my name is Bai Hong."

The little orange cat looked curiously, is this the legendary sword spirit?

"That's right, not only the sword cultivator picks the sword, but the sword spirit also wants to choose a good master." The flying swords behind responded.

"You look quite sharp!" Youjian praised.

"...Why does it smell like Daoxiu?" Youjian hesitated.

"Sword repair?!" A group of flying swords took two steps back.

There was regret in the tone, as if a daughter's family had finally found a man in love, but it was a big pig's hoof.

Mu Xuefeng didn't beep with this group of flying swords, and called out the Dragon Sparrow Saber: "I practice both swords and swords, so I want to pick a sword that is worthy of it."

Said to Longquedao again: "You also take a closer look."

The ink-colored phoenix phantom hovered over the knife, and there was a clear cry when it heard the words.

As one of the most famous swords in this world, the Dragon Sparrow Sword is the best among immortal artifacts regardless of its origin, material or power, and its vision cannot be low.

"It turns out that I came to find a partner for my love knife."

"It looks familiar. Is it the Dragon Sparrow in Qingqiu Fox Kingdom's collection?"

"Impossible, the Taoist companion will only affect the speed of my sword... Sister Longque, here I come!"

The little orange cat stared at the dead fish.It is said that sword cultivators are aloof, and fairy swords should be quite aloof. Why are there so many dramas of this group of flying swords?

"Hey, what do you think of me?" Another sword came out more actively.

The body of the sword was green, and a lifelike black dragon was carved on the tsuba. As soon as he approached, Le Yuan could feel the evil spirit emanating from it.

It was an ominous aura condensed with the smell of blood.

"My name, Dragon Slaying Sword!" said the green flying sword with a bit of pride, "I once chopped down a yellow dragon under the sword, and tempered the sword edge with dragon blood, but is it worthy of you? I miss the smell, if not, I wouldn't take the initiative—"

"You have a smell that makes me sick to my stomach." Mu Xuefeng frowned and refused directly.

"What?!" Zhanlongjian jumped in anger.

"Forget it, let's continue shopping." Mu Xuefeng said to the little orange cat on his shoulder.

"Meow meow."

"You go shopping," the Baihong sword spirit sitting on the sword continued, "Anyway, I have nothing to do in the pavilion. If you have any questions, I can help answer them."

The sword spirits seemed really bored, one person and one cat walked in front, and they followed behind.Even Zhanlongjian, who was half-dead by Mu Xuefeng, was reluctant to leave.

The first two rows to pass were placed with wooden magic weapons.I saw a small five-color deer lying peacefully on the antler mask.Xiao Ling entertains himself with a short flute in his hand, and the sound of the flute is melodious and quiet.

I don't know what is growing in a flowerpot, and a few extremely long vines sprang out of the pot, blocking the aisle, and small yellow flowers the color of beeswax bloomed on the dry vines without a single leaf.Mu Xuefeng carried the little orange cat and walked over.

"Mukuteng, don't mess around." Bai Hong Jianling said.

Mukuteng, who was eager to tie up his ankles behind him and stumbled someone, suddenly became obedient.

Turn around, there is an empty piece on the wooden shelf.

"There used to be a painting hanging here. Hua Ling is a beautiful woman with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, who can handle the magic of heaven and earth, but now it has been lent out."

There is a chess game on the shelf next to it, which has reached the endgame.

"Don't touch that game of chess." Baihong Sword Spirit reminded, "It was left by the chess old man, wait for him to come back and continue to play. The old man thinks that brothers are stinky chess baskets, and they play chess with themselves every day, and now they are borrowed Yes. These two have a chance to see each other every few years."

Meow meow?The little orange cat listened to it and thought, this refers to the two magic weapons mentioned in the handbook of the Yayi competition, right?Those who won the top three can borrow to understand Taoism.

"You really want to go out?" Mu Xuefeng said.

When speaking of the words "seeing the sun again", the envy in Bai Hong's voice could not be hidden.

"That's not true. The brothers live quite comfortably in the Baoqi Pavilion." Bai Hong immediately denied.

...It can be heard that there is duplicity.

"Once you leave, it's a pity that you won't see the brothers again." You Jian answered.

"Not necessarily. It only took 30 years for the Dragon Slaying Sword to kill his former master, so it's back again."

"He is not as skilled as others, what does it have to do with me if he died in the battle?" Zhanlongjian immediately retorted.

"Isn't it because your evil spirit is too strong, secretly fueling his murderous nature?"

"Don't, don't slander me!"

Tsk, the little orange cat squinted at the Dragon Slaying Sword, who was stammering and arguing, as if a person's face was flushed, the blade almost turned from green to red.This guy still has a fierce sword, but luckily the owner didn't choose it.

Amidst the noisy background of the sword spirits, one person and one cat continued to stroll.

The two rows at the back were fire-type magic weapons, and when I walked nearby, I felt a wave of heat blowing against my face.

First, he saw a bronze alchemy cauldron, filled with clear water, and a tiny flame burning underneath.The cauldron spirit is like a white and fat ginseng fruit doll, lying in the cauldron to take a bath, and it seems to be cooking itself slowly.

A fragrant and slightly bitter herbal smell filled the air.

Drinking this medicinal liquid must be more nourishing than any century-old ginseng, right?The little orange cat thought.However, thinking that this was Cauldron Ling's bath water, he didn't want to drink it anymore.

Next to the bronze alchemy tripod, a glazed lion is playing with spitting fireballs into the air, like spitting bubbles, the sky is full of small fire balls.

Mu Xuefeng only took a look at the lion statue, and Baihong Sword Spirit said: "This guy has a bad temper. If you take him away, it's like making an offering to the old man."

"Baihong!" The glazed lion statue roared, spitting out a mouthful of flames, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll melt you down!"

"You have this ability?" Baihong Sword Spirit sat on the sword, crossing his arms with disdain.

Still bickering, they suddenly saw seven streaks of light falling from the sky, and the sword energy soared into the sky, forming some kind of mysterious formation, enveloping one person and one cat.

"I heard that you practice both swords and swords? It's not easy to master the way of swords and swords. I'm going to give you a try!"

A voice that seemed to be mixed with seven voices sounded from the sword array.

Meow meow?The little orange cat looked around, seeing the bright sword light in his eyes, like thousands of stars in the night sky.

The stars are endless, and the sword energy seems to be endless, forming a seamless starlight cage, without the slightest flaw.

"Oh, that's all." After a long silence, Mu Xuefeng suddenly spoke.

A flash of sword light lit up in his palm, sending it to an inconspicuous star point among the countless twinkling stars in the sword array.

The sword intent surges and the sword air flows, although they are invisible and insubstantial - a good swordsman can perceive the veins in it, and find the weakest point, which is the eye of the formation.

break!

The Starlight Prison instantly shattered and was restored to seven flying swords.

"That's right, you are someone who understands swords." One of them said.

"The seven swords of yours seem somewhat similar." Mu Xuefeng said.

"It's all made in one furnace, named Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, cough, we are usually called the boss, the second to the seventh." Baihong Jianling answered. , "Each sword is very sharp, but after all, it is forged to form a sword array. If you only use a single sword, you will lose some power."

The little orange cat snickered.Bai Hong talked inside and out, and kept hinting that the owner should choose him quickly.

Then you think too much, the owner probably doesn't like a chatterbox that babbles in his ear all day... Ah, I'm not a chatterbox, am I?

Mu Xuefeng said: "You are also similar to that sword."

Bai Hong followed his gaze and looked at a black long sword that was showing solicitude to Longque Dao: "Mo Yang? No, no, no, I don't know it." His tone was full of disgust.

"Bai Hong, I'm the same, I haven't known you since 300 years ago!" Mo Yangjian retorted not to be outdone.

The two swords started bickering again, and were about to ignore them and look at other magic weapons, when suddenly, there was a clear sound of footsteps coming from somewhere.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

It seems to be very far away, but also seems to be close to the ears.It was said to be footsteps, but also like the sound of long and pointed nails hitting the ground.

"Meow meow meow?"

"Is there anyone else in Baoguang Pavilion?"

"There is no one but you and your cat." Baihong Jianling said, "If there is, it is also in the forbidden area."

"What's in the forbidden area?" Mu Xuefeng asked.

Baihong Sword Spirit hurriedly shook his head: "We also...don't know."

According to what it said, as well as other sword spirits' gossip, the forbidden area of ​​Baoguang Pavilion is a mysterious place. Even they, who are familiar with every inch of the pavilion, don't know the specific location of the forbidden area.

Only occasionally at midnight, not necessarily somewhere in the pavilion, an open door suddenly appeared.Looking into the door, there seems to be a murmuring voice hidden in the depths of the black hole...

The little orange cat was dumbfounded.Is this a ghost story, or some Cthulhu?The style of painting is wrong!

As the sword spirits talked, they mentioned that the curious weapon spirits who entered the door never appeared again, and only Mo Yang came back alive after breaking in.

"Oh, what's in there?" Both the person and the cat looked over.

Mo Yangjian trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "There is...an old lunatic! He grabbed me and said that for a stubborn sword spirit like me, it would be better to have none, and he would peel me off the sword—— I struggled fiercely, and actually pricked his finger, making him let go, and escaped! But I was also injured, so far I have not been able to condense into a human form again..."

"Meow?" I feel that there is something wrong with your words.

Can the old lunatic who can catch you and forcibly peel off the sword spirit, let you escape from him so easily?

The little orange cat was still puzzled, when he saw the Mo Yang sword suddenly trembled as if thrown into icy water, and a jet-black spell floated out from the sword, and the spell quickly turned into a black door, erected In front of him and the owner.

"Since you're curious, why don't you come in and have a look?"

Someone behind that door said bewitchingly.

Meow, the visitor is not kind!The little orange cat's eyes widened.With such an obvious trap, how could we—

Looking back, Mu Xuefeng had walked in step by step.

His eyes were filled with thick ink, and he seemed to be delirious.