Chapter 236: When the Flying Birds Float in the Moonlit Blue Sky·VI

Shi Zhixuan smiled impeccably and politely replied, "Senior, you are joking. I don't carry any swords."

Ziyin's face darkened and he said, "This sword is simple and upright, and it is not an evil thing. If it is not your sword, why is it around you?"

Xiao Hao secretly rubbed and pulled the corner of Shi Zhixuan's clothes, and reminded him in private, "This immortal loves swords and may have seen my origins. You...you must not let him see the clues."

Shi Zhixuan then frowned and insisted to Ziyin, "Senior, I really don't carry any swords with me."

Since Ziyin started practicing Taoism, he likes to collect famous swords and is known as the world's number one sword collector. His keen sense of the sword had never been wrong, and he was definitely not mistaken about the sword's intention. Shi Zhixuan denied it flatly, and it seemed that he was wary of him.

He did not pursue it too much, but slightly softened the expression on his face that was too repulsive, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "The sword has a spirit, it is willing to follow you, which means it has a connection with you, why would I cut off my sword to steal your love? Don't worry about it."

Shi Zhixuan's smile was a little stiff. This immortal was outstanding and elegant, and he was obviously a master of Taoism. Naturally, he would not be a hypocritical swordsman. But when he heard these words, why did he always have an inexplicable

feeling... um... as if he really wanted to cut off my love? ?

Shi Zhixuan looked carefully at the solemn and dignified appearance of Master Ziyin, and shook his head decisively in his heart. This... must be his illusion! Illusion!

He really didn't have any weapons on him, and he couldn't take out his sword to show Ziyin. He was just about to bite the bullet and continue to play dumb, when he suddenly heard a cheerful and heroic female voice saying, "How can a little thief hold you back for so long? You keep saying that I'm wasting my knowledge of cultivating immortals. Tsk, let me see where this little guy came from?"

Shi Zhixuan looked over and saw a woman in a purple-green robe holding a wine jar at an angle, hanging it casually on her shoulder. There was a kind of carefree air between her eyebrows, which made it difficult for people to dislike her.

Seeing that she had followed him, Ziyin was helpless but very serious as he bowed to her respectfully and said, "Uncle Master." Su Xin

immediately rolled her eyes and waved her hands: "I am no longer a member of Qionghua. I will not call you by your old name, and you must not call me Uncle Master anymore. You are much more advanced than me in the cultivation of immortality. Don't laugh at me if outsiders hear it."

Xiao Hao sniffed in the air and felt that the smell of alcohol brought by the visitor was... inexplicably familiar.

Ziyin stared at the Tanxi City accent in her hand and was suddenly startled: "You..."

He quickly glanced at the ginkgo tree where Shi Zhixuan was, then looked at Su Xin, and after figuring out the situation, he closed his eyes, shook his head, and sighed.

Su Xin laughed twice, as if he was very amused by Ziyin's expression, and shook the wine jar in his hand and said, "I only come to see you once a hundred years, but you were led away by a little thief. It's a pity to hide this precious wine with you. You might as well give it to me as a filial piety, and I won't bother with you for leaving an elder like me aside."

Ziyin said with a headache, "That was left by an immortal thousands of years ago... there is only one jar left." He also wanted to use it as a rare material for tempering swords.

Su Xin glanced at Shi Zhixuan who was standing beside her, raised her eyebrows and said, "No wonder you have been dealing with him for so long, it turns out you are in the same boat with me, let me see what that kid has hidden!"

As soon as she said that, she raised her head and took a sip of wine, but with her other hand she quickly threw out a smoke bomb, which flew towards the direction of Xiao Hao. Xiao Hao was caught off guard and his invisibility was broken, and he immediately appeared beside Shi Zhixuan.

Su Xin took the cigarette stick that was returned to him, looked at Xiao Hao from head to toe with interest, and exclaimed: "Amazing, amazing, the boy is so young but can make such a realistic armor, and he can also hide his tracks. It's true that the new generation pushes the old generation forward!"

Xiao Hao was carrying the Thousand Machine Box at a loss, and he suddenly felt a pair of extremely enthusiastic gazes on him.

Shi Zhixuan almost subconsciously stood in front of him, frowned and said to Su Xin: "We are very sorry to disturb you two seniors from reminiscing about the past. We have no ill intention in coming here. Please--"

He had just said half of his words when he saw Su Xin, who had been distracted, come to his side without him being able to react at all. Her nose almost touched Xiao Hao's. She touched her chin and said in surprise: "Hiss... This Yanjia you made... is quite interesting."

Zhenren Ziyin immediately stepped forward and pulled her away, apologized to Shi Zhixuan: "Don't blame me, my little friend. Uncle Master..."

Su Xin glared at him. Ziyin silently swallowed the rest of his words and changed the topic: "Daoyou Su Xin is a Yanshi. You will always be like this when you see the exquisite Yanjia."

Shi Zhixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Ziyin's eyes were soon attracted by Xiao Hao. Even his cold and stern face could not suppress the burning eagerness in his eyes. He said to Xiao Hao seriously: "It turns out that the sword intent just now was your Excellency."

"..." Xiao Hao appeared in front of the two people in a situation he least wanted to appear. He wished he could turn back time, even if he came to the sword tomb one day later.

Su Xin looked at Ziyin strangely and asked doubtfully: "Sword intent? You are not mistaken, he is just a Yanjia man..."

But she knew that Ziyin would never make mistakes when it comes to swords.

Her face changed slightly, and she looked at Xiao Hao for a long time, and asked Shi Zhixuan in surprise: "Boy, what is the origin of your Yanjia? It looks a bit like the style of Yuzhou Tangjiabao... Ah! Inside..."

Ziyin did not look away from the beginning to the end, and said affirmatively: "He is a spirit."

Spirits have no entity, so they use Yanjia to move around in the world. The surging sword will comes from him, which means that he must be the spirit of an ancient famous sword.

But... if the sword spirit is not strong enough to condense a physical body, it should not be able to leave the sword too far away, but the two people in front of him obviously did not carry weapons such as swords.

Ziyin was a little confused.

Xiao Hao knew that he could not hide any longer, so he patted Shi Zhixuan on the shoulder, motioning him to relax, and said to Ziyin: "I don't want to disturb the immortal's meditation, I'm ashamed..."

Ziyin didn't care about it, "You have an extraordinary origin, and your original body must be a famous weapon. I just don't know why you have to stay in this Yanjia? Your original body should be more beneficial to your practice."

Xiao Hao was really afraid of Ziyin. This man had a keen eye for swordsmanship, and he had no way to hide in front of this man, "...My original body has been broken for many years." Ziyin

and Su Xin were shocked when they heard this. Ziyin frowned, and after a long time he sighed with regret: "...What a pity."

His original body was shattered, but the sword spirit could still remain in the world. His original body must be extremely powerful. This ancient and unparalleled sword is probably already among the artifacts.

Xiao Hao took the opportunity to explain: "This place was a sword palace thousands of years ago. I was born here. I came here today to find an old friend, so I asked Zhixuan to bring me here." Xiao Hao used Shi Zhixuan as a shield without blushing or beating his heart.

Shi Zhixuan immediately nodded in agreement.

Ziyin then understood and said, "So that's how it is."

Suxin shook the wine jar in his hand and asked casually, "So, you are a sword spirit, and your friend is also a sword spirit?"

Xiao Hao hesitated for a moment, then said, "This... is not bad."

Ziyin's eyes seemed to light up, but he still held himself together and said, "The sword spirit you made friends with should also be an ancient artifact."

Xiao Hao wanted to find the whereabouts of Changqin, and now he didn't want to hold back. Ziyin and Suxin had extensive connections in the immortal world, and perhaps they could provide some clues.

He pondered for a moment and said, "He transformed into a spirit at about the same time as me. His original form is a zither sword, named 'Feng Ming Qiu Wu'. When he plays it, the phoenixes in the sky will chirp in unison, surrounding him endlessly."

When Zi Yin heard the word "zither sword", his interest was immediately piqued. "I have collected many famous swords, but zither swords are very rare. There are only one or two to date. The Feng Ming Qiu Wu you mentioned... Although I have never seen it, I have encountered this scene of phoenixes chirping in unison several times in the Three Realms."

Xiao Hao was overjoyed and asked quickly, "When and where was it?"

Seeing his anxious look, Zi Yin shook his head helplessly and said, "Your current form consumes a lot of spiritual energy. I'm afraid that you will disappear from this world before you find your old friend."

Shi Zhixuan's face suddenly froze when he heard this, and he said respectfully: "Please tell me, Master."

Ziyin glanced at him indifferently, and said to Xiao Hao seriously: "Your body is already damaged, and your soul wandering in the world is no different from a wandering soul. Why don't I forge another sword body for you. Although it's not as good as your original sword, it will not be a problem for you to live in it."

Xiao Hao was slightly stunned. This... His equipment now has a spiritual power slot opened up and made into a偃甲. Drilling into another sword body is equivalent to throwing away the equipment and running naked. This won't do.

He declined Ziyin's offer: "Thank you for your kindness, but I like to study mechanical armor. I have spent a lot of effort on this body and it is very useful. I don't want to give it up easily."

Ziyin wanted to say something, but Su Xin stopped him and said: "Hey, Xiao Ziyin...Ziyin is such a serious person, how can he understand the fun of us tinkering with the mechanism! He only has swords in his eyes, he won't understand if you tell him these. So, you made this armor for yourself?"

Xiao Hao nodded.

"Oh, I think this armor is pretty good, don't listen to him! Come on, it's just to prevent the spiritual power from escaping, sister will help you improve it!"

Sister... Xiao Hao was silent and hid most of his expression behind the mask. This sister probably didn't know that he was born thousands of years earlier than her.

Ziyin also looked like he was about to say something, but seeing that Xiao Hao showed no signs of being angry, he held back and said nothing.

Su Xin had no idea about Xiao Hao's origins, and just thought that he was a little sword spirit without a sword, and since he was so talented and interested in Yan Shu, he wanted to help him.

"The bones are made of Tian Xin, the tendons are made of green silk, the strings are made of gold, and the heart is made of fire jade... Wonderful, wonderful, your Yan Shu creation is not inferior to mine, and such a handicraft can be called a 'Yan Shu master' in the human world."

Xiao Hao blushed a little: "...It's the guidance of the master."

Xie Yi is truly the first Yan Shu master of all time. Although he is only in his twenties now, he is comparable to Su Xin, who has studied Yan Shu for hundreds of years.

Su Xin patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be humble. When you made this Yan Jia, you must not have thought about the problem of spiritual power leakage. Although this Yan Jia body can use spiritual power and spells without any hindrance, it cannot withstand consumption. In the long run, you can't guarantee that it will be suddenly damaged one day, breaking a leg or losing a head. It will also harm your own spiritual body."

She paused and said, "It so happens that I got a kind of mutated gold mud before, which is most effective for bonding and strengthening Yan Jia. You take off this Yan Jia and I will paste a layer on it for you. I guarantee that it will lock your spiritual power firmly in the future, and it is strong and sturdy. Even if you fall from the sky thousands of feet high, you will not break your legs!"

The author has something to say: Note: Su Xin is from Fairy Sword IV and is Murong Ziying's uncle.