"Brother, you got the wrong person!"

Chu Tian pointed at his nose and said to Zi Xiaosheng in a very serious tone, "I was born in the mountains and grew up in the mountains. Today is the first time I have seen a living person. How could you recognize me?"

Zi Xiaosheng put his hands behind his back, carefully looking at the eight-sided sword tightly held in Chu Tian's right hand, and shook his head slowly: "You are talking nonsense, do you think I am blind? Although your face is covered with yellow hair and your facial features have changed a little, Chu Tian, ​​Chu Dangtou, the case of the gold being robbed and the heavy casualties of the soldiers in Qizhou was committed by you, right?"

Chu Tian's heart sank again. He squinted his eyes and looked seriously at Zi Xiaosheng's eyes, which were much brighter than those of ordinary people. "Brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want. Who is Chu Tian Chu Dangtou? What case of gold robbery?"

With a laugh, Zi Xiaosheng suddenly turned into a hazy purple shadow and pounced towards Chu Tian.

Chu Tian let out a long roar, and the Eight-sided Sword suddenly turned into a ball of green flames with a radius of two feet. The green flames flew up slowly and silently split in the air about ten feet above the ground. Countless green sword lights as nimble as carp spewed out from the green flames, silently covering the space of several feet in radius.

"Splitting Scale Kill!" Chu Tian's Wu Yuan surged, and the sword light split into hundreds of sword lights at the same time, consuming 60% of his Wu Yuan. This was the result of his cultivation doubling. If it was a quarter of an hour ago, he would not have enough cultivation to use this move.

"Haha, purple air fills the air!" Zi Xiaosheng laughed softly, ignoring the hundreds of sword lights falling from his head. He was surrounded by purple air, which was like the rainbow before the rising red sun in the east. A purple cloud with a diameter of several feet covered his whole body. Green sword lights fell into the purple cloud, just like stones thrown into a bottomless swamp and disappeared completely without a sound.

Zi Xiaosheng's fingers slid across Chu Tian's palm, and a flexible, yet unstoppable terrifying force came over him. Chu Tian's five fingers opened involuntarily, and the Qingjiao Sword and the golden hair wrapped around his fingers were grabbed by Zi Xiaosheng at the same time.

Before Chu Tian could come to his senses, a purple shadow flashed by and Zi Xiaosheng had retreated eight feet away, holding Chu Tian's eight-sided sword and the golden hair in his hands, looking at them carefully.

The thin golden hair that exuded a faint golden glow was extremely flexible. Zi Xiaosheng brought the golden hair to his nose and sniffed it, then looked at it carefully in front of his eyes for a while, and nodded thoughtfully: "What a wonderful idea. The owner of this hair injected a little of his own blood and power into the hair, and sealed it with some kind of innate secret technique. As long as the secret spell is used, the power contained in it can be transferred to outsiders."

Zi Xiaosheng raised his head, looked at the tense Chu Tian, ​​and said with a smile: "No wonder those Chu family generals, whose cultivation is at least twice as strong as yours, were killed by you one by one. Although this innate secret technique of Mao Shang is crude, it is convenient, fast, and especially unique."

Sighing, Zi Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "Sure enough, what those old ghosts at home said makes sense. Everything in the world is a learning. Even ants in the mud have their own unique features that are worth learning. The owner of this hair has such a wonderful idea. It's amazing!"

Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng with deep eyes. He felt a great danger from Zi Xiaosheng, but did not feel any threat at all!

This is an unfathomable and terrifying guy, but he has no ill will towards Chu Tian!

Chu Tian waved his right palm, which had been a little numb from the shock, and made a gesture.

A few dozen feet away, Master Shu, who was standing in a clump of thatch, had a fierce light in his eyes and looked at Zi Xiaosheng deeply. There was murderous intent in Master Shu's eyes, but Zi Xiaosheng was not alert at all.

Lord Shu perfectly concealed all his aura. He was like a non-existent shadow, standing in the grass and quietly looking at Zi Xiaosheng.

Every once in a while, Master Shu would suddenly turn his head and glance at Aunt Feng, who was standing in the forest a few feet away with a smile on her face. Aunt Feng, dressed in purple, stood in the dim forest, looking like the legendary goddess of the mountains, as beautiful as a country.

The six guards around her, each over a meter tall, were like six iron towers, standing silently under the tree, without any energy leaking from their bodies.

"This is a life-saving treasure given to me by my elders because they feared I would die young!" Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng and continued seriously, "It is not easy to condense this life hair. The elders had to overeat for more than a month before they could barely condense one. Now I don't have much left, so please be careful and don't damage it."

"It's just a hair. I'll return it to you!" Zi Xiaosheng flicked his finger, and the light golden hair turned into a ray of golden light. It came in front of Chu Tian and fell lightly into his hand.

"This sword is quite good!" Zi Xiaosheng grabbed the Eight-sided Sword and swung it. He carefully looked at the position of the sword near the hilt. There were two ancient characters the size of soybeans carved in ancient insect and fish seal script: "Qing Jiao? Is this the name of this sword? A short sword two feet and five inches long, weighing nearly a thousand pounds. This sword is really good."

Chu Tian's mouth twitched, and he smiled and said, "This Qing Jiao sword has an extraordinary origin. I found it from a secret treasure house when I was exploring an underground palace ruin of the ancient Qin Dynasty. It is not only very heavy, but also quite spiritual. It can cut gold and jade, and is extremely sharp. This is my life-saving tool. Brother, you are born rich, so you won't be interested in Qing Jiao, right?"

Zi Xiaosheng raised the Green Dragon, pointed the tip of the sword at one of his own eyeballs, and pointed the hilt of the sword at the red sun hanging on the western hilltop, and looked at it carefully against the sunlight.

After about a cup of tea, Zi Xiaosheng finally nodded and said, "What a good sword! It's really good. I didn't expect to see such a treasure in this desolate place. This sword is probably not the ancient Qin thing you said. Its age is much older than the ancient Qin ten thousand years ago."

Chu Tian laughed dryly. He looked at the Qing Jiao Sword and said in a deep voice, "This sword is my personal treasure. Please return it to me, brother."

Zi Xiaosheng glanced at Chu Tian and threw the Green Dragon towards him. The Green Dragon Sword spun and flew in front of Chu Tian, ​​and he caught it in his hand.

Feeling the familiar heavy sword, Chu Tian heaved a sigh of relief and smiled as he bowed to Zi Xiaosheng: "Brother!"

Zi Xiaosheng waved his hand and looked at Chu Tian with disdain: "I wanted to tell you that there are some mysteries in this sword, but seeing how stingy you are, I am too lazy to tell you. Just figure it out slowly by yourself."

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment. This Green Dragon Sword had accompanied him since he was a child. He naturally knew that this sword was quite extraordinary, but how many secrets did the Green Dragon Sword have? It took him more than ten years to figure out the function of the Green Dragon Sword that could make it fly back to his hand by itself.

This Zi Xiaosheng is a little too stingy.

"It's getting dark, and there are many dangers in the mountains and forests. There are elders waiting for me at home. Brother, we'll meet again if we're lucky!" Chu Tian didn't want to talk to Zi Xiaosheng, so he clasped his fists to him and turned to leave.

A purple shadow suddenly flashed by, and the smiling Zi Xiaosheng moved in front of Chu Tian like a ghost, blocking his way.