"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. It's probably because I've gotten old recently and my health has deteriorated."
With Zi Shiyu coming to the fore, no matter how unwilling the shopkeeper is, he can only admit that he is unlucky and let him go.
After leaving the door, Wang Xuan seemed to have thought of something, turned around, came to the counter, and put the hundred low-grade spiritual stones he had just taken out into his storage bag.
"Shopkeeper, let me tell you something. I guarantee that my master will never dare to come here again."
"Oh? What's your clever trick, Mr. Wang?"
"Put up a sign outside and write a sentence saying, 'Chen Yufeng and dogs are not allowed inside'."
After saying that, Wang Xuan turned around and left gracefully.
At the beginning, the store didn't remind him anything. When it was time to check out, he was told that he had spent a hundred high-grade spiritual stones. It was clear that he was going to be slaughtered like a fat sheep. How could he be tolerated?
Although the voice was extremely low, Zi Shiyu still heard it. He glanced at Wang Xuan with a strange expression, then grabbed his shoulders and flew towards the sects.
This Sword Sect is quite different from those of the Blood Sword Sect and Wanjian Sect.
A giant sword reaching the sky stood upright, surrounded by many small peaks.
According to legend, this giant sword flew from the sky and was firmly planted on the ground. It was the first generation of the sword sect who defeated all the pretenders, then forcibly moved it to the mountain from elsewhere and surrounded it.
Since then, the mountains of Jianzong have been completed.
Historically, only palms and supreme elders can live on the giant sword. Others, even ordinary elders, may not even be qualified to go up.
Zi Shiyu took Wang Xuan to the foot of one of the mountain peaks.
Leave him behind and fly to the top of the mountain alone.
The words he left behind made Wang Xuan give up the idea of flying up the mountain.
"Junior brother, master asked you to walk up the mountain, so senior sister takes one step first."
Just as Wang Xuan was walking up the mountain, an undercurrent surged out of Sword City, pointing directly at Wang Xuan.
One of the messages was this: Elder Chen Yufeng and his disciple Wang Xuan are stupid and have a lot of money, so they are easy to trick. Please don't be too gentle.
Wang Xuan didn't know all this. At this moment, he was slowly walking up the mountain.
"Xiaohu, do you think this cheap master like me is crazy? Why do you want me to leave when you can obviously fly up?"
The little tiger, knowing that it had caused Wang Xuan to bleed profusely, didn't say anything. It was just like noodles that had been cooked out of a pot, resting on Wang Xuan's shoulders. If it hadn't moved its tail occasionally, people would have thought it was dead.
In the palace on the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man sat on the main throne. Under him, there was a tall man with a beard, another feminine man, and the remaining one was Zi Shiyu, whom Wang Xuan had just met.
"Disciples, take a look. This is the junior fellow apprentice I just found for you. He is also my disciple. What do you think? Is that okay?"
"Young junior brother? He looks like a master in personality. No wonder he is a disciple of ours."
"Oh, senior brother, when I accepted the third junior sister, I also said that I would be my disciples. It seems that this time, the master is my disciples."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face darkened.
With a flick of the finger, a lump suddenly appeared on the head of the feminine man.
"Xiao Jiang, you know my master quite well. Let's do this. Let my master check your cultivation level tonight to see if you have slacked off in your recent practice."
As soon as these words came out, the feminine man showed a grimace, turned his head, and cast his eyes for help on Zi Shiyu.
"Third Junior Sister, you don't want your Second Senior Brother to be in trouble with me, right? Why don't you beg for mercy?"
"Humph, according to what the second senior brother just said, does he think that the master accepted me as a disciple of ours, and that he is the one who imprisoned us?"
"Hahaha, second junior brother, you have made people angry this time. Don't look at me. I, senior brother, can't save you."
The bearded man listened to the conversation between the two and suppressed his laughter. He probably couldn't help it anymore, so he let go of his laughter.
"Okay, okay, I'm happy for my teacher today. You guys, please don't cause trouble and take a good look. Your little junior brother is going to suffer."
...
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
After Wang Xuan took a few steps, he found that the surrounding environment had changed, as if he was in a volcano.
The magma is flowing freely, and the monstrous heat wave is like a rolling wave, roaring towards the surroundings.
There is a magma rock under your feet, and the rest of the place is filled with hot magma.
Seeing that the magma was about to overflow the magma stone at his feet, Wang Xuan suddenly felt a strange aura.
The Heavenly Sacrifice Sword, which had been motionless, was actually making a buzzing sound. At the same time, the surrounding scenery became normal.
Wherever there was any lava, he was still standing on the path up the mountain.
The Heavenly Sacrifice Sword kept trembling, as if it sensed something.
"Ancestor, please be quiet. You are not familiar with the place here. If someone takes you for refining, you will no longer be yourself."
I don't know if it was Wang Xuan's comfort, well, I guess it was called comfort, but it had an effect. The Heavenly Sacrifice Sword miraculously became quiet, and everything became calm.
What Wang Xuan didn't know was that when the Heavenly Sacrifice Sword reacted abnormally, a woman with disheveled hair felt something in the forbidden area of the Sword Sect, shaking the shackles on her hands and feet, and roared crazily.
"He's here, hahaha, he's here. It's time to pay back what you owe me for so many years, hahaha..."
...
Without the interference of the Heavenly Sacrifice Sword, well, Wang Xuan walked very fast. He had experienced the ice and snow, and the horror of the abyss. These did not affect him, because there was still a Life Soul Lamp in his sea of consciousness.
As long as he falls into this so-called danger, the Life Soul Lamp will shake slightly, allowing Wang Xuan to escape from it.
In response to the reaction of everyone, Wang Xuan quickly arrived at the top of the mountain.
"Wang Xuan, I have met Chen Qian, ah... uh, master."