Chapter 63: 63

The two entered the seat of the sword assembly, not far from each other. Jiang Yinghe was surrounded by only his own disciples, while Tong Guiyu was followed by a few charming youngsters.
It's just that if you look at the appearance, there are ten men's petting furnaces, and it's not enough for you to be alone. With a clear heart and few desires like Jiang Yinghe, sometimes he suddenly shakes his and feels that the young apprentice is disfigured when he is young, probably because God is jealous of this look.
At the moment, half of his face was wearing a black (color) mask, and the fierce mask was engraved with a fierce animal pattern, and the silver (color) body seal of the eyebrow was only half (exposed), bright eyes. , Shen (color) leaned close to Jiang Yinghe close to him.
"Master," he whispered together, "before leaving, I took away the dragon ball that Baihe Yuyu replaced."
Jiang Yinghe frowned slightly and asked, "What do you want Dragon Ball to do?"
That night, Chang Ye said that the night pearl embedded in his fairy house was too bright, and Jiang Yinghe did n’t want to use this kind of treasure only for lighting, so he put it away in a box, and he did n’t avoid people in the process. where.
This is Jun'er's filial piety. Jiang Yinghe naturally wanted to save it, but didn't expect to let this little guy take it first.
"The disciple wore a pendant." Long Ye blinked and reached out into the collar, pulling a red string from the clothes inside, wearing a pearl in the middle of the string, "I told Brother Qin, Master Since I do n’t need it, Dragon Ball ’s genus (sexuality) is with me again, so I ... Master will not blame the night? "
This pendant is of course not the one presented by Qin Jun, but it is also the real top-grade Dragon Ball.
Jiang Yinghe heard that he had told Qin Jun, but he didn't care much about it, but he still reached out and knocked on his head, saying: "Cut first and then play, who did you learn from?"
Long Ye hid symbolically, then smiled slyly at him, turning his eyes to look at the figures of the two brothers not far away.
From the appearance, Li Huanhan and Qin Jun are really harmonious and friendly, and the aura during the simultaneous conversation is almost swept away, but Chang Ye's heart is very clear, this is just an illusion.
The two of them, one plotting to misbehave, conceal the scourge of distress, have a share in the eyes. Yes. Even if they hide deeper, they will spread from every movement, every breath, every sentence, and the other is all over. There was an atmosphere of "exposing" Jiang Yinghe who wanted to "eat" up and down, so he even lurked beside him and watched the opportunity.
The ancient demon, who thought he was the most decent, nodded in his heart. If he could (expose) his tail at this moment, he would have been unable to use his tail to encircle his waist.
Long night thought of this, I could n’t help but turned my head to look at Jiang Yinghe, and vaguely saw the inside of the master ’s white robe, (gougou) the moon white (color) belt with the lines on both sides wrapped around it, embroidered on it With plum blossoms scattered around, the waist is thin and slender.
He withdrew his gaze, looked at his hand, and thought of the size of his prototype. He slapped it on the ground with his slap, and he could completely cover it. Master shouldn't be able to move?
Just as the apprentice's thoughts continued to deviate, countless monks entered the lower sword assembly, including almost all the right ways, neutral schools, and loose repairs.
He Hufa, who led Jiang Yinghe before, changed his robe and walked to the center of the test stand. He said a few polite words in accordance with the usual practice. In the attention of the monks, the words changed suddenly and suddenly said: "I think you all must be friends I have heard of the sword watching rolls of the Swords Assembly, all of which are famous swords of the world. According to the different circumstances of each famous sword, the rankings have been raised and lowered. This meeting is fortunate to be opened in the Hehuan Sect. In the past few years, I have just got a sword repair tool that can be used to watch the sword volume, which can be used as one of the rewards for the young generation of sword repair. "
As soon as this statement came out, there was a burst of conversation.
"A magic weapon that can be used to watch the sword roll? Will it not be the level at the end of the ranking?"
"What happened to the end of the ranking? The owner of Qianlong, who is currently ranked 99th, is the owner of Yuanjian, but the elder Wang of Yaowanggu ..."
"Huh, Xianjun Xianjun, this is about to bleed? Dare to show in front of the thousand-year sword repair Jiang Xianjun, this sword must be top grade!"
With the ear power of Jiang Yinghe and Tong Guiyu, as long as they are willing, they will be able to hear the monks' comments below. Among the monks, whether they can have conversations or not, most of them regard the cultivation as the realm.
Jiang Yinghe drank his tea lightly, looked at Tong Guiyu across the street, and said, "Can we enter the top ten?"
Tong Guiyu smiled mysteriously: "Not only."
More than the top ten? Jiang Yinghe raised some interest and looked away. When he saw the Elder He of the Hehuan Sect, he reached out and pinched a decision. The aura fluctuations appeared in the air, and it took a lot of effort to unlock the heavy ban. The sword showed slowly.
This sword is dark silver, with a gray (color) luster faintly. There is a pattern of night ghosts engraved on the sword grip above. The whole body is spread with a dark gray ghost spirit.
Everyone was stunned and thought of a terrible thought uncontrollably in the heart. The meeting place suddenly fell into the needle, breathing and staring at the dark-looking evil sword.
"Presumably everyone has heard of the name of Sword of Yun Yun!" He Hufa said loudly, "Three thousand years ago, the Lord of the Ghost Sect of the world passed the fifth Taoist test and became the only half-step golden fairy in ghost cultivation , And his real name magic weapon cut sword, has become a treasure of ghost repair! "
"As the name suggests, Sword of Fortune can cut off the luck of others, even the luck of Little Thousand and Big Thousand Worlds, and the Lord of the Ghost Sect in the past is holding the Sword of Sword, which is not recognized by the Tao of Heaven The evil spirit's body shattered the seven heavens and the sky! "
In the silent field, there seemed to be several sounds so nervous that they swallowed saliva.
"And this sword was recast after using the original fragments of Sword of Sword and Sword, after the death of the Sect Master of Ghost Sect, but the spirit of the ghost cultivation above is too rich, and it is too far away from the cultivation method of the Hehuan Sect, Therefore, it was the generation of the palm master who endured the pain and gave it away to the current sword repairer who performed best at the swordsmanship conference today! "
He Hufa ’s voice was full of regret, and the monks below also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that there is no slight prohibition on this sword, if it is really cutting the sword, just pull the sword one inch, and the world is dormant and hidden. All the ghost race monks will be crazy, I am afraid that they will be here in the first time to take away the ghost repair treasure.
But even so, the following sword repairers were already shocked by the origin of the sword, and the noise of the exchange of communication was almost violent.
And beside the upper seat of the Jianxiu Conference, Li Huanhan's eyes were still, and he said blankly: "Cut Yun Jian, Fragment?"
Qin Jun squinted a little and pulled his lips: "High imitation."
Li Huanhan glanced at him: "Is there any imitation?"
There are more than imitations. When the ghost repair was at its peak three thousand years ago, almost everyone had a "cut sword". All ghost repairs preferred the silver gray (color) sword body. The sword is just an imitation. Only three thousand years have passed.
Qin Jun asked casually: "Don't you have?"
Li Huanhan thought about it carefully. His blood sword did not have any imitations, but there was too much desire for the cultivation bonus brought by the body of the devil between the demons Magic instrument.
At that time, Tianmojiao was like a sharp and terrible weapon in his control, which could cut everything that hindered Li Huanhan into pieces, so this magic weapon did not survive for long. Because the demons who depended on him, in the name of "offending Mozun," took those people away (killing sha).
When everyone was excited, Qin Jun was too lazy to look at the imitation again, but moved closer to the direction of the master, and reached out to pull the "cute" younger brother over Jiang Yinghe's side and lowered his head. He smiled and said: "The little teacher hasn't worn a sword yet, so you should take a good look."
Long Night used a special method to talk to Jiang Yinghe. Qin Jun didn't hear his words clearly, but instinctively felt that it should not be a good thing.
Long night was suddenly pulled away by Jiang Yinghe, and the brutal emotion of the big demon appeared in the eyes for a moment, then Jiang Yinghe's voice rang, and the anger in his eyes flew away.
"Jun'er is right." Jiang Yinghe nodded his head, "Long night, you are more serious."
Master's voice sounds clearer and colder, but there is a unique gentleness when calling his name. In the middle of the night, he rolled his throat secretly. Before waiting for the sentence, Qin Jun raised his hand and threw it at Li Huanhan.
Qin Jun said: "Brother, look at him."
So, this cannibalistic flower of pure white lotus was thrown into Li Huanhan's palm. Brother Li Xiu, who was full of blood and blood, buckled his back with a cold attitude and fixed the brother to his hand. His voice was calm: "Well."
I do n’t know if it ’s Jiang Yinghe ’s illusion, he always feels that ... when teaching the long night together, the atmosphere between Huanhan and Jun'er will be very harmonious, like a rival who originally wanted the other party to die without a burial place. The outsider killed ...
Jiang Yinghe looked at the progress bar displayed by the system and was a little dumbfounded. When he recovered, he quickly cleared the idea.
What do you want! I have always been so optimistic, good-natured, and lead by example. The disciples I teach must be all bright, just, and friendly.
Yes, Jiang Yinghe nodded silently in deep thought, this should be a good symbol of the apprentices (Guan Guan)!
He glanced at the display of the system and saw that the gray (color) third empty space bar was finally unlocked. He took another step away from home and felt better. He stretched out his hand and held Long Ye's hand.
Long night turned his head and called "Master", then looked away, looking at each other's frost-white slightly cold hands.
It was the early morning at the moment, and there was a ray of light behind him, and a fragrant cold fragrance was beside him. Long Night is like a little beast that has just woken up, marking the other person's breath in his mind.
Four months later, Dongzhou Penglai.
The closer to Penglai School, the more inaccessible it becomes. The surrounding peaks piled up and Zhong Lingyuxiu, until I saw a monument standing on the peak, as if flying, with a deep inscription "Panasonic asked the boy".
Cross the stele and enter the Penglai realm. Under a quaint Jinsong, a green boy in green clothes sat on a stone, and when he saw Jiang Yinghe, he quickly stood up and saluted him, saying, "Congratulations to Xianjun for coming out of the customs, and a few days before Zhou took charge Let me wait for you. Is this ...? "
Long night seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but it is tall, not to mention the appearance, it is often difficult to determine the age of a monk.
"It's a small apprentice." Jiang Yinghe introduced it concisely, lowered his hand and comfortably pressed Long Ye's shoulder, and led him through the large array of Penglai Mountain Gate.
After crossing the array, the prospects suddenly changed, and Jiang Yinghe's hand grasped Jiang Yinghe suddenly tightened in the night, and then slowly released after the reaction.