Ten breaths passed quickly, and the heavy sword was still moving slowly upwards. Sun Huo's heart was already anxious.
The burst of physical manpower can only be short-term and cannot last long. Being able to draw the sword for so long is already close to the limit, far beyond his own inner expectations. But now the distance between the sword and the weapon has only increased by less than three inches.
If this continues, I have the impression that it is impossible for Wu Gang to pull it out by himself, which is as tall as anyone.
"Drink...ah!"
At this time, Sun Huo didn't care that he would alert the night watchers in the academy and expose his whereabouts. No longer suppressed, he suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream, making the final explosion beyond the limit.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the night watchman came following the sound. At the risk of being severely punished, he walked cautiously into the small courtyard of Sun Huo's residence, which he never set foot on, and it was like a forbidden area.
After passing a stone screen wall, I was shocked to see that the stone door of the room directly opposite had been broken into several large pieces and collapsed, and there was a big black hole on the ground. I was immediately frightened to death.
"Quick! Go to the city and inform the immortal master! A powerful murderer broke into his room and stole the treasure!"
Hearing the panicked footsteps, he did not enter the house to conduct more searches. He only looked around the courtyard and left quickly. Sun Huo, who was hiding in the dark corner, slowly slid down against the wall and sat down. Only then did he dare to relax and start breathing heavily.
Sighing.
The final explosion was so violent, and coupled with the weight of the heavy sword, the moment he pulled it out, he was knocked down and fell down, and Wu Gang also flew out, just like that.
The stone gate was smashed.
Just as he was about to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his face as a habit, a sharp pain suddenly passed through his right palm and entered his mind like an electric shock.
Stretching his right hand to the window, Sun Huo saw clearly that his palm was dripping with blood, and a large piece of flesh was missing from his palm.
"What's going on?" Sun Huo was very surprised when he saw this scene. You must know that when the Qianjun Jue was just running, it also had the same effect as the indestructible body of Vajra. There is no reason why it would break because of drawing the sword too hard and exerting too much force.
The condition of the skin.
After carefully recalling the entire process, Sun Huo quickly caught a moment. When the heavy sword flew out, his right hand seemed to have inadvertently touched the sword body.
"That's not true." Sun Huo thought with some self-deprecation.
How could Wu Gang, who made it with his own hands, not know that it was a blunt sword without a sharp edge and could not cut anything, so it was even more unlikely that he would hurt his hand. In doubt, he first cast a spell to stop the bleeding and then simply bandaged it.
After a moment, he took out a small piece of moonstone.
Carefully covering most of the surface of the moonstone to prevent it from being too bright, Sun Huo soon saw traces of blood all the way from the door to where he was. More importantly, he saw the appearance of Xin Wu Gang lying behind the gravel door.
The missing skin and flesh on it.
Sun Huo was really surprised when he saw the broken appearance and sharpness of the epee for the first time. This was no longer the Wu Gang he knew. He walked forward and squatted down and carefully touched a broken corner of the sword with his finger.
, when he took it back, he saw that his fingertips had been cut with a thin mark. If he used this sword to greet the enemy, Sun Huo would shudder when he thought about it. It would be too cruel.
But Sun Huo immediately stopped thinking about this problem, and was more worried about how to deal with the consequences of this moment of passion and selflessness. With the weight of the sword when he drew it, let alone the storage bag that was specially used to hold the sword.
Going in will directly overwhelm the storage space, and you won’t be able to carry it around as easily as before.
After thinking hard, Sun Huo decided that he could only use the stupid method before, sealing the sword in the wall of his room, and retrieve it when there is a suitable time in the future. As a cultivator of immortality, he thought
No mortal would dare to search his own room, even if he was discovered, he wouldn't be able to take it away or use it.
After resting for a while, when Sun Huo stretched out his hands to grab the hilt of the sword and prepared to drag it to the corner to stand it up, he found that the situation had changed again. The heavy weight when he drew the sword just now disappeared, so that he almost used too much force.
He sat down on the ground.
The weight has indeed increased, but based on the feeling in my hand now, it is probably only about 10% more than before. Although it is weird, it is no longer a problem to take it away, but it still exceeds the upper limit of the storage bag used.
It can’t be stored easily.
However, since he was able to achieve his wish, Sun Huo didn't think too much about it at this moment. Feeling that he had been delayed here for a long time, he quickly cast a spell to simply clean off the dirt on the surface of the sword, then took out a piece of cloth and tied it tightly.
The sword was wrapped dozens of layers into a long cylinder, and then he stopped with peace of mind. He didn't want to be the first victim of this sword on the road. When he returned to the sect, he would definitely give it priority.
Investigate whether it can be repaired.
Before leaving, Sun Huo was careful enough to use several small spells to eliminate his own blood stains and the big hole outside the door, and also restored the stone door to its original appearance, and then left with peace of mind. After all, there was no time to go.
To obliterate and cover up the occurrence of this incident, he could only turn it into an illusion and misunderstanding to minimize the impact.
Ten days later.
Near a mountain gate of Luoyun Sect, Mu Xin was flying in the air with his weapon, and Sun Huo, who was carrying a huge cloth bag, was running with sweat. The two of them were approaching quickly, one by one, and the disciples on duty could be seen whispering.
, discussing whether some unlucky guy did something wrong and was pulled out and punished like this.
In fact, from the first two days of surprise, Mu Xin has now turned a blind eye and accepted the fact that his brother is a monster in terms of strength.
There are many ready-made magical weapons that are not in use, but I can't let go of this extremely heavy broken sword. I just carry it on two legs and rush on the road, and I still rush to the speed of my own magical weapon, even though I can only fly normally.
Magic weapon.
What's really scary is that despite taking a straight line and not taking any detours, he has been rushing here every day for the past ten days. Mu Xin really doesn't think that such a physical ability to survive is something that an individual can possess, even if he is a cultivator in the entire sect.
Even if you put them together, you can't find the second one.
Of course, fatigue is inevitable during these days. Because of his presence, Sun Huo would sleep like a dead pig every night and snore loudly. Just out of friendship and concern, Mu Xin did not force him to take turns on night duty.<
/p>
After being looked back and forth with puzzled looks by the disciple on duty several times and undergoing due questioning and inspection, the two of them successfully passed the entrance without encountering any other setbacks.
"Now that I'm back, what are you going to do? Go there directly?" Mu Xin asked quietly, slightly away from the crowded place.
"Let's go back to Tiangong Hall first. As the master of the hall, we will most likely meet him there. If not, we can set off again after an hour. This way you and I can take a break. I'll go see him like this
, Not only is it rude, but it’s also difficult to do things." Watching his surroundings vigilantly, Sun Huo responded panting while wiping his sweat.
"You also know that you are not easy to see like this, so why do you have to carry around such a burden?" Mu Xin curled his lips and said with disgust.
Tightening the tight straps, Sun Huo tilted his head slightly. "Brother, how many times have I told you that I will not throw away this thing. Brother, if you can control the weapon, go ahead. You don't need to be too conspicuous in the sect with me."
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"Well, I'll take a step forward and wait for you. Being with you now will not only be eye-catching, but also embarrassing."
"You!"
Sidestepping to avoid Sun Huo's retaliatory fist, Mu Xin jumped into the air with laughter and flew away again with his weapon.
Looking at his wet body, he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. When he smelled it carefully, there was a fishy smell. It was indeed, as Mu Xin said, very embarrassing among immortal cultivators. p>
"Keep on holding on, we'll be there soon." Sun Huo encouraged himself in a low voice, and then he ran forward again.
As a result, on the stone path where few people walked in Luoyun Sect, a figure appeared running quickly, and passed through several areas for long distances. This rare scene naturally fell into the hands of many people flying by in the air.
In the eyes of a cultivator.
But for Sun Huo, his feeling is completely different. Normally, it doesn't take much time to fly straight from the air, but now when he actually walks on the ground, the distance has been extended many times. Coupled with the undulating terrain, this kind of
The feeling of being in front of him but not knowing the end point made him very depressed.
By the time he arrived in front of Tiangong Hall without stopping, it was already nearly two hours later.
Feeling Sun Huo's appearance, Mu Xin, who was meditating, quickly stood up and went to greet him.
"Damn it, why did you arrive now?"
"There's nothing I can do about it. It's been a long and winding journey, and there are people who took the wrong route. Now I'm trying my best to do it as quickly as possible. What's wrong, you're so anxious?"
"What else can I do? He's inside. I've already met people and come out to wait for you until now. And let me tell you, just because you insist on running back like this, the day we come back will be much later than the normal flight back.
Master. Do you think you can get good fruits if you go in?"
"What about you? You must have been implicated by me and have been punished, right? Don't stop me. I should be responsible for any faults."
Sun Huo pushed Mu Xin away, but was pulled back by him.
"Why are you anxious? If I was punished, could I still wait for you here? I just got scolded a few times, which is really rare. So be satisfied now, you will be the unlucky one." He patted Sun Huo.
Mu Xin said with regret.
After hearing this, Sun Huo was still doubtful, but at least he was not as nervous as before.
"Forget it, whatever you say. I still have to see him now, right?"
After moving to avoid Mu Xin in front of him, Sun Huo still had to continue walking forward.
"But you can't even get through the palace gate like this." Mu Xin's voice came faintly as they passed each other.
Sun Huo turned his eyes and glanced around, and indeed saw many people casting strange looks at him, talking in low voices in groups of three and three. He understood why Mu Xin had to stop him here, and it was already the end.
Online.
Although there was a reason for the incident, it still cannot change the fact that it is humiliating. Especially since he is still a hall leader under Tiangong Palace, if this matter spreads, it will definitely become a laughing stock in the sect. Therefore, although Mu Xin just said it lightly,
But I’m afraid that I don’t know how much anger I’m holding inside and it’s about to explode.
Putting down the package so hard that the ground seemed to shake slightly, instantly making those scornful and mocking eyes become suspicious.
"Brother, help me look at things. I'll be back soon."
Before Mu Xin could respond, Sun Huo took out the flying disc that he had not used for a long time and left.
Watching Sun Huo leave, Mu Xin's somewhat unruly face darkened, revealing deep worry.
What he told Sun Huo was not a lie, but he had already endured a considerable amount of Thunder's wrath and was sprayed with blood. The attack was so big this time, he didn't know how to explain it.
, and precisely because there is no real punishment for himself, Sun Huo's current situation is even more worrying.
After a stick of incense, Sun Huo came back. He had obviously slipped away to nowhere. He had changed his clothes and freshened up a little. Although it was normal to look no longer dirty and downcast, it was not necessarily possible to get in just like this.
, Mu Xin thought secretly.
"Thank you." Sun Huo came to Mu Xin and took back the package. Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he went straight to the palace door and suddenly knelt down, took out a storage bag and offered it with both hands.
"Sun Huo of Dianjintang returned from traveling. He unexpectedly found a valuable treasure and did not dare to keep it privately. He came here to pay tribute to the sect."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and started whispering again. Similarly, these words made Mu Xin's eyes widen and his jaw almost dropped in shock.
Compared with other people's doubts, envy or contempt for whether Sun Huo had water in his head, Mu Xin knew better that Sun Huo was probably completely destitute and how could he bring out any valuable treasures to pay tribute.
In addition to the initial delivery of 1,500 dans of grain, which the four families insisted was for moral assistance and refused to accept payment, the Li family even specially returned the silver umbrella, which Sun Huo used a lot later.
The purpose of trading his personal wealth with the four families in Xianlai City for supplies is to relieve and revive Greenstone City. Otherwise, it would not be possible to rebuild and return to normal so quickly. Although there are some things that the mortals of the four families cannot use at all, it does not hinder them.
They changed hands and used it to honor their respective superiors. At that time, everyone was happy to get what they needed.
Now that he said the words "treasure sacrifice" in public, there will inevitably be public records in the future. Even if the specific treasure cannot be disclosed, the sect's treasure house must have corresponding income. Does he still expect that one inside will help him fill it in?
Is this a hole? Mu Xin really can’t understand this act of seeking death, but there’s nothing he can do to stop it.
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