Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at one of the three apprentices.
"Zhan Lin, what's going on?"
Mr. Linghu noticed Xiao Chen's gaze, frowned slightly, and asked.
"Master, I called him."
The person standing on the far side said in a deep voice.
"Did you call? What did you say?"
Mr. Linghu's face darkened slightly.
"The matter with Longshan is over. It's time for him to fulfill his promise and deliver the Xuanyuan knife... But he acted like nothing happened and seemed to have forgotten about it, so I reminded him."
Seeing his master's face darken, the third disciple Zhan Lin felt guilty and hurriedly said.
"Remind him?"
Mr. Linghu frowned.
"Oh, it's not just a reminder, right?"
Xiao Chen glanced at Zhan Lin and showed a mocking smile.
"Who said that if I don't send the Xuanyuan Sword over, the news that the Xuanyuan Sword is still in my hand will spread?"
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Zhan Lin's expression changed, and Mr. Linghu's face also darkened.
"Zhan Lin, did you really say that?"
Old Mr. Linghu looked at his third apprentice, whom he had always loved, and asked angrily.
"Master, I was wrong...I, I just wanted to scare him, I didn't intend to really spread the news."
Zhan Lin trembled and said hurriedly.
"Hmph, can this matter be used casually to scare people? You disappoint me so much!"
Mr. Linghu roared angrily.
thump.
After hearing what Mr. Linghu said, Zhan Lin suddenly knelt on the ground.
"Master, I was wrong, it was me who was wrong."
The two apprentices next to them opened their mouths to plead with their junior brother, but hesitated and still did not dare to speak.
Xiao Chen, on the other hand, watched and breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Zhan Lin made the call on his own initiative!
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you apologize to Xiaoyou?"
Mr. Linghu shouted coldly.
"Mr. Xiao, I was wrong..."
Although Zhan Lin was dissatisfied and even resented Xiao Chen, he still apologized to Xiao Chen under the glare of his master.
"Brother Zhan Lin, forget about scaring me, but don't threaten me with such words. I am most afraid of threats from others."
Xiao Chen looked at Zhan Lin and said lightly.
"..."
Zhan Lin secretly gritted his teeth without making a sound.
"Why don't you face the wall and think about your mistakes? It will last for...one month!"
Mr. Linghu said coldly.
"Yes, Master."
Zhan Lin's heart trembled, but he didn't dare to speak anymore and left in a hurry.
"Little friend Xiao, I'm sorry for making you laugh."
Mr. Linghu looked at Xiao Chen and said slowly.
"nothing."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"To express my apology, I will only keep the Xuanyuan Knife for two days."
Mr. Linghu thought for a while and said.
"Haha, I said it for three days, then three days. I believe in the old gentleman's character."
Xiao Chen smiled and said.
Because in his opinion, if the old man really had some ideas, there seemed to be no difference between three days and two days.
So, it’s better to be generous!
"No, just two days, two days is enough."
Mr. Linghu waved his hand.
"Little friend Xiao, please rest assured that the news about the Xuanyuan Sword will not spread from me."
"Well, again, I believe in the old gentleman's character."
Xiao Chen nodded and put the black bag in his hand on the table.
"Mr. Linghu, this is the Xuanyuan Sword."
Although he had already made a guess, old Mr. Linghu still had a gleam in his eyes.
He is looking forward to the Xuanyuan Sword very much.
He slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the black bag, opened it, and took out the Xuanyuan knife without a sheath.
He is a knife lover and a master forger.
Therefore, as soon as he got started, his spirit was shaken, and then his whole aura changed.
"Another great perfection of transformation!"
Xiao Chen's eyelids jumped when he felt the powerful aura exuded by Mr. Linghu.
Vulcan's expression also changed slightly. He was so strong that he could hardly think of resisting!
Mr. Linghu held the knife in his right hand, with a look of wonder in his eyes, looking up and down, admiring it carefully.
"Precious sword, precious sword!"
For a long time, I saw him say these five words slowly.
"..."
Hearing his praise, Xiao Chen was a little speechless.
He was looking forward to it just now, wondering if the old man would have any insights.
The result is good, is it something that even a primary school student can praise?
It’s too confusing!
"Come on, let's go out and try."
Mr. Linghu said something to Xiao Chen, took the knife, and strode out.
Xiao Chen and Huo Shen followed closely behind, including the two apprentices.
Whoosh!
When Mr. Linghu took a step out of the house, his whole aura changed again, as if he had transformed into an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge revealed!
Xiao Chen's eyelids were swollen again. This old man's sword skills should not be inferior to the sword god Xue Chunqiu, right?
At least, not many people can truly achieve this state of man and knife uniting.
Even he can only do it occasionally!
Immediately afterwards, a cold light bloomed from Mr. Linghu's hand, making it impossible to look directly at him.
"break!"
Mr. Linghu's body swayed and disappeared from where he was.
When he appeared again, he was already at a big tree in the yard.
There was a flash of cold light, and the sword struck down.
Whoosh!
There was almost no pause. Along the place where the cold light flashed, one side of the big tree was cut in half!
Xiao Chen's eyes widened, how... is this possible?
He could see clearly just now that the Xuanyuan knife did not touch the big tree at all, just a little bit of the knife's light.
But even so, the big tree was still cut in half.
Mr. Linghu was also a little surprised. The power of the Xuanyuan Sword was beyond his expectation.
He looked at the big tree in the yard and felt a little sad. After all, he had feelings for it after many years.
However, his heartache was soon covered up by his excitement.
"It is indeed a treasured sword, it is powerful, it is really powerful!"
Mr. Linghu looked at the Xuanyuan knife in his hand and said loudly.
"..."
Xiao Chen looked at Mr. Linghu and curled his lips.
He is now sure of one thing, that is, this old man's Chinese language should have been taught by his physical education teacher.
Otherwise, why is there such a lack of vocabulary? When it comes to praise, in addition to "precious sword", it is "awesome", which is completely at the level of a third-grade elementary school student!
"As expected, it was passed down from Emperor Xuanyuan. He must be the master of casting... No, not even the master, he must be above the master!"
Mr. Linghu gently wiped the blade of the knife and said slowly.
"Mr. Linghu, what happened to the sword light just now?"
Xiao Chen hesitated and asked.
"That's a specialized sword control technique, similar to the ancient martial art, but it's specifically used in sword techniques."
Mr. Linghu explained.
"oh."
Xiao Chen took it to heart and thought about calling the old fortune teller and asking him if he had any top-notch sword control skills.
"Let's go back."
Old Mr. Linghu held the knife as if it were a treasure and walked inside.
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded and followed.
"Xiao."
Vulcan, who had been silent until now, spoke in a low voice.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Chen looked at him and asked.
"That knife blow just now was so terrifying... If it were me, I would never be able to escape."
Vulcan said in a smaller voice, fearfully.
"Didn't the big tree hide behind it? Don't be discouraged. One day, you will hide behind it."
Xiao Chen patted Vulcan on the shoulder and said.
"..."
The God of Fire was speechless. Can you compare him to a big tree?
When he arrived in the room, Mr. Linghu slowly sat down.
"Vulcan."
"Here you are."
"Boil water."
"Yes, Senior Linghu."
Vulcan nodded, snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame appeared out of thin air under the kettle.
"Your fire control skills have become even more proficient."
Mr. Linghu looked at it and said.
"Yeah, this is all thanks to Mr. Tuo Linghu."
Vulcan said in a flattering way.
"..."
Xiao Chen was a little speechless. This guy had been so flattering before, or had he learned bad things after coming to China?
After the Vulcan controlled the flame and boiled the water, the flame dissipated out of thin air.
"Come, little friend Xiao, have some tea."
Mr. Linghu personally poured tea for Xiao Chen and placed it in front of him.
"Thank you, old sir."
Xiao Chen nodded, picked it up and took a sip.
"We agreed that you will come and pick it up in two days."
Mr. Linghu said to Xiao Chen.
"Three days."
Xiao Chen smiled.
"It's not too late."
Seeing what Xiao Chen said, Mr. Linghu thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, then three days... However, I don't like to owe favors to you. When you come to get the knife, I will show you a set of knives."
Law it."
"Haha, this is good, then I would like to thank Mr. Linghu first."
Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"Well, that's settled then."
Mr. Linghu nodded.
Xiao Chen stayed for a while and then left.
"Mr. Linghu, let's leave first. If anything happens, please call me at any time."
"Well, go ahead."
"Haha, we won't disturb Mr. Linghu from watching Xuanyuan Mountain... Goodbye."
Xiao Chen smiled and left with Vulcan.
"Are you sure, just put the knife here?"
Vulcan looked at Xiao Chen and was very surprised.
"What if the chicken flies over the egg?"
"What? What? Who taught you this word?"
Xiao Chen was startled.
"My little secretary, I will also leave behind the saying, 'You will never have to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills'."
Vulcan was a little proud.
"Okay, Vulcan, if you stay in China for another three months, I feel like you will become a China expert."
Xiao Chen smiled and said.
"Haha, my goal is Hua Xia Tong."
Vulcan was even more proud.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, what are you going to do next?"
Xiao Chen asked.
"Go back to sleep."
"What? Sleep? When the hell are you going to sleep?"
"Why don't you sleep? It's boring anyway.
"..."
Xiao Chen opened his mouth, but was speechless.
After sending Vulcan back to the company door, he thought about it and headed to the hotel.
In about twenty minutes, Xiao Chen arrived at the hotel.
"I don't know how Sister Fairy is recovering, she should be fine."
Xiao Chen muttered and walked into the elevator.
A few minutes later, he got out of the elevator, came to the door, and knocked.
"Little man, you are here."
The door opened, revealing Qin Lan's charming face, which was particularly charming.
"Haha, yes, I miss Sister Lan."
Xiao Chen stopped Qin Lan's waist and said with a wicked smile.
