"Sigh, why isn't he here yet?"
"Little Uncle-Master, if you ask me, it's all your fault.”
"And you even shamelessly came back to the sect to ask for it. Master won't let us wait here forever.”
In a forest at the foot of Wangcheng Mountain.
A young man who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old was complaining to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man in front of him.
They were Feixuan and Li Fansong, who had inherited Taoism and swordsmanship respectively under Zhao Yu, the sect master of Wangshan City.
Just as Fei Xuan had said, they had already come out of the mountain to train under the orders of their master half a year ago.
He had enough money to start with, and he had earned a lot of money through his own efforts.
No matter what, it was enough for them to return to the sect after their experience.
However, not long ago, after passing by a wine shop in another city, because the storyteller there had taken stock of the four major cities in the world,
Because of his wonderful speech, his Youngest Uncle had given away all the money he had left for half a year.
It was also because of this that Feixuan really couldn't understand.
If it was a courtesan of a brothel, it would be fine if you were a little generous in order to win a beauty's smile or to be in the limelight.
Who are you trying to show off to by being so magnanimous to a one-eyed old man? Do you have to?
And this wasn't the worst part.
The most outrageous thing was that when the money was gone, his Little Uncle-Master actually did not think of using the proper method to get money.
He actually saw that his sect was not far from here and chose to run back to his sect to get the money.
Embarrassing…too embarrassing!
"Hey, hey, Feixuan, how can you say that? What do you mean by shamelessly asking for it from the sect?”
"At most, I'll just have to trouble my fellow disciples to help me bring the money I saved down the mountain.”
"This is all my own money. How am I thick-skinned?”
"As for the person you mentioned…Master said that this person is a guest elder of the same generation as him.”
"It can be considered that he called us over to help take care of us.”
"With such a powerful senior beside you, it does feel very safe, doesn't it?”
Li Fansong spent a few words, trying to pull his image in front of this little brother.
However, when he saw the disbelief in the other party's eyes, he immediately chose to change the topic.
"Well, if it's really like what you said, it's fine.”
"However, I personally suggest that we do things ourselves.”
"Otherwise, what's the point of us coming out to train?”
Although Feixuan was young, his mind was mature and sensible, but Li Fansong had eaten for so many years.
He found the reason immediately.
"Damn, not having a sword and not using it are two different things. We're going to train, not to die!”
"Besides, isn't it hard to disobey the orders of the master?”
Li Fansong smiled cheekily as he retorted. Seeing this, Fei Xuan did not have the intention to continue arguing with him.
After waiting quietly for a while, Li Fansong restrained his frivolous appearance and asked seriously.
"By the way, Feixuan, I just remembered that there's a guest elder in our Hope City Mountain?”
"Same generation as Master…have we met him before?”
Li Fansong's new topic obviously caught Fei Xuan's attention.
Just as the two of them were about to engage in a new round of discussion,
Yin!
The sound of a divine sword being unsheathed rang out.
The clouds and clouds in the originally calm sky surged, and sword qi rushed into the sky.
The two of them were attracted by this commotion and looked up at the sky.
A man in white clothes with his hands behind his back was dancing with the clouds in the sky on a flying sword!
The powerful sword qi that could be felt from a thousand meters away cut through the clouds. The man and the sword rampaged in the air like an immortal!
In the end, as if he had found his target, he swooped down towards Li Fansong and the other man.
Even though they were separated by an unknown distance, they could still feel a gust of wind pressure enveloping them.
What kind of powerful internal strength was this, and what kind of sword skill was this?
"So, so strong! Feixuan, did you see that? That god riding the flying sword can't be our guest elder, right?”
"Even the five great sword immortals can't compare to this level of sword qi, right?”
Li Fansong, who worshipped the strong, looked excited.
He pulled Fei Xuan's arm and shook it continuously. He almost shook him to pieces, but he still didn't stop.
As for our Feixuan, although he was particularly speechless about his little uncle-master's current state,
However, the two of them had been traveling together for half a year, and he was almost used to it.
Therefore, he ignored him. A slightly mature child's face was also filled with shock!
It wasn't that the sword control technique didn't exist in the martial world. Some experts who were skilled in using swords, and even sword immortals, could easily do it.
Since he could even control a sword, it was not difficult for him to move on a sword.
However, for someone like this guest elder who was flying on a sword...
Playing with a flying sword as if it was his arm and finger, he stood on it and galloped through the void wantonly.
He had never seen or heard of it!
How much internal strength, how much precise control of internal strength, and how many profound techniques were needed to do that?
Was there such a person in their City View Mountain?
"Are the disciples of City View Mountain, Li Fansong, and the Fairy?”
A clear and pleasant voice came from the sky. Fei Xuan wanted to be cautious. After all, the other party had not proved his identity.
However, who knew that his Youngest Uncle would be so excited that he wanted to tell her what size he was wearing.
"This disciple is Li Fansong of City View Mountain. Next to him is Feixuan, who is us.”
"May I ask if Senior is a guest elder of my Mountain View?”
Sensing Li Fansong's excitement at seeing him, Lin Yuchen's mood inevitably improved.
Even if he wasn't the kind of person who liked to show off, in front of his juniors, he had to act a little more arrogant, right?
He copied the lines of the Liquor Sword Immortal on the spot. Well... it wasn't plagiarism.
He was basically a disciple of the Wine Sword Immortal. His disciple recited the poems he had learned from his master.
Wasn't this normal?
"Haha!"
"I'm already crazy for holding a sword in the world of mortals.”
"Wandering stars play with the sun and moon, drunk lying in the clouds laughing at the world!”
"I'm the guest elder of City View Mountain, Lin Yuchen!”
As he recited his lines loudly, Lin Yuchen drove his flying sword and swooped down at high speed, almost arriving in front of them.
"Good poem! Good lyrics! Uncle-Master was indeed extraordinary. He didn't have the name of a sword immortal, but he had the actual strength of a sword immortal!”
After hearing Lin Yuchen's lines, the excitement on Li Fansong's face became even more obvious.
Especially when he felt the sword intent that was getting closer and closer. Although it was deliberately restrained, it was still as sharp as a thorn.
He immediately went up to pull some strings, calling him Martial Uncle and Sword Immortal.
But…
Perhaps it was because he had heard too many nice words.
In order not to hurt his adorable juniors, Lin Yuchen had clearly stopped the flying sword's speed.
However, because of the other party's rainbow-like fart, he forgot that he had stopped injecting internal strength.
He had wanted to fly around them a few more times to show off, but because the flying sword did not move,
He stepped forward and missed, directly falling from the flying sword and falling backwards like a wild goose.
The atmosphere fell silent after his fall.
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