Chapter 129 The sharp sword given at night!

It was already afternoon when Ji You cut through the sword forest. He stayed in Elder Qi's mansion for a long time, and it was already dusk.

The setting sun towards the west dyed the clouds through, making the sky extremely magnificent and the sword-like mountains even more majestic and magnificent.

The two walked back and forth and finally reached the top of the mountain.

The golden light at sunset is as bright as fire, which is beautiful beyond words.

What made Ji You feel strange was that this place was very unfamiliar to him.

You know, when he came from Lingjian Mountain, he was taken to the top of Xuanjian Peak and lived in the courtyard that Yan Shuyi used to meditate. Although he had never been to the top of the mountain, he was still familiar with the surrounding scenery.

But he had never seen anything in front of him.

There were several large halls on it that looked a bit old, and they were probably not the cloud-topped palace that he had looked up at at the foot of the mountain.

The most obvious thing is that the cloud-topped sky palace is vermilion, but the several halls not far away are blue-black.

Ji You put down the little master of Lingjian Mountain, who was full of majesty and seemed to be proud of the sky even when he was held in his arms. His hands were still around her slender waist, and his expression was a little confused.

"So this is what Xuanjian Peak looks like when viewed from above?"

"Lost, this is asking Jianfeng."

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Ji You was stunned after hearing this, and thought to himself that no wonder those palaces looked a bit old and lacked a trace of domineering aura.

It turns out that this is not Xuanjian Peak, but Wenjian Peak, which is the relatively declining one among the three Lingjian peaks?

He lowered his head to glance at the calm and composed Little Master Jian: "After we came down from Tianjian Peak, weren't we heading towards Xuanjian Peak?"

Yan Shuyi narrowed his eyes: "You keep changing the route. I don't know how you ended up at Wen Jianfeng."

"You can get lost in your own house, why are you so silly..."

"I usually fly in the air and rarely walk, so it's normal that I don't recognize it. When I switched to the west side just now, I might have taken the wrong path when I walked on the corridor bridge. It would be even more wrong if I walked up."

Under the golden light of sunset, the young lady whispered softly, and her eyelashes were dyed into a moving golden color.

She was tall to begin with, and the mountain breeze lifted up her luxurious robe, making her look celestial and charming. However, the way she squinted her eyes made her look a little cute and adorable.

"Don't tell anyone." Yan Shuyi's expression was a little fierce.

"Master Jian took me to see the mountains. This is more honorable than my breaking through the sword forest. It seems that I can't hide it."

"Then don't say you're lost."

Then the two of them turned around and went back, climbing Xuanjian Peak again and heading towards the Yunding Tianque.

When we arrived at the covered bridge, a huge stone tablet appeared before our eyes. Standing on the right side, it had three large characters "Ask Jianfeng" written on it.

I didn’t see it at all when I left before, Ji You muttered to himself.

I thought that just now, one of them was so focused on hugging and the other was so focused on being hugged that they actually ignored such a big stone.

At this moment, he saw the proud little master stop in front of him and look back. At his feet was the stone step of the corridor, which was only four inches high...

At the hour of You, the sun sets between the western mountains and the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden wheel gradually darkens.

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu were standing on the porch in front of Tianque, looking down at the mountain.

They waited for a long time outside the sword forest during the day, and came back when no one showed up. They waited until the sun set, and finally saw two figures coming out from the depths of the dense forest.

Walking in front was their cold and beautiful master, and following behind was Ji You, who was dressed in white as white as snow.

Ji You had spare clothes in his green jade gourd, so he had changed into them earlier. However, he did not return the soft sword robe, but put it away instead.

Yan Shuyi saw this scene right at the time, but he squinted his eyes and said nothing.

At this time, Ding Yao looked at the man in white clothes walking towards the mountain as usual, and his expression became particularly complicated.

When she sent Ji You up the mountain in the morning, she hoped that Tianshu Academy would be defeated soon, so that the man would go down the mountain in disgrace, leave with his master with his tail between his legs, and never see each other again.

But within just one day, everyone at the foot of the mountain was chanting his name.

But he still looked calm and composed, swinging a branch he had picked up from somewhere, looking around the mountain, as if he didn't know how many disciples at the foot of the mountain had been silenced by his name.

As they were thinking, the two of them had already passed by the quiet courtyard below, but did not enter, but headed towards the sky.

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

"Master Jian is going to take him into her boudoir now?"

"Hush, Cui'er and Xing'er are still here..."

Yan Shuyi was walking slowly in front at this time, and no one knew what was in his mind. When he reached the stone steps, he subconsciously raised his arms to wait for a hug.

It was not until Zhuo Wanqiu called out to the master of the imperial court that she came to her senses and walked up to the palace with her skirt lifted.

She felt a little silly today, and her brain didn't seem to be working very well, but it wasn't like this before...

Yan Shuyi murmured, then gently took off his shoes and socks, revealing a pair of moon-white slender feet stepping on the thick carpet, followed by Ji You with a curious look in his eyes.

Zhuo Wanqiu and Ding Yao did not find it surprising. Only Cui'er and Xing'er, the two maids, looked a little surprised when they saw the master taking off his shoes and socks without any hesitation.

"Master Jian...?"

"The disciple of Tianshu Academy slashed through the sword forest, and all seven swords were destroyed. He arrogantly said that he wanted Lingjian Mountain to compensate him for his swords, and he made trouble on the mountain. I brought him here to find a few swords."

Cui'er and Xing'er looked at each other and thought to themselves how bold the disciples of Tianshuyuan were to dare to ask for the master's precious hidden sword!

Zhuo Wanqiu had a strange look on her face, thinking that all the swords in your collection were famous swords. If they were really compensation, you could just give a few of them as gifts. Why would you bring someone here? This was clearly an excuse for him to visit your boudoir.

Ji You walked in calmly, looking around.

There was a pleasant fragrance in the sky, like a faint orchid, just like the smell I smelled when I held her in my arms, but mixed with the smell of incense.

He looked around and took a few steps to the right. His eyes entered the right hall and he saw a very large phoenix couch surrounded by pearls and jades behind the desk.

Sleeping in such a big bed?

Is it because he doesn't sleep well and likes to kick off the quilt at night...

Ji You was a little worried, thinking that if Yan Shuyi really liked to kick around when he fell asleep, his body might need to be tempered more.

Yan Shuyi was watching in front, his eyes a little vague.

Afterwards, the two of them walked into the sword storage room in the back hall, where countless famous swords were displayed on sword racks. Although they were hidden in scabbards and not noticeable, they still exuded a sharpness.

Yan Shu also walked in front, took the sword from the sword rack, and held it horizontally in front of Ji You to measure it, as if to see whether it looked good or not.

Ji You looked at her serious expression and couldn't help but think of the scene in Qionghua Pavilion that day.

Being kept by a rich woman again...

“This one looks good.”

"This... is also OK."

Yan Shuyi was immersed in the matching. He walked lightly and took down the swords one by one from the sword rack, almost wanting to take out all the hidden swords for him to try.

If she thought it was suitable, she would hand it to Zhuo Wanqiu. If she thought it was unsuitable, she would ask Ding Yao to put it back, even if Ji You said it was okay.

Gradually, the number of swords in Zhuo Wanqiu's arms increased, far exceeding seven.

No wonder the master of Jian loves to hide the sword so much, and he saves all his feelings for his dowry.

At this time, Yan Shuyi was standing on tiptoe, walking around on the thick blanket, trying out the swords one by one. After trying the last one, his eyes were attracted by a wooden box in the corner.

There is also a sharp sword overflowing with spiritual energy hidden in this wooden box, which is obviously not an ordinary item.

However, after seeing this sword being noticed, Ding Yao's expression changed instantly: "Master Jian, this is the sword that Senior Brother Shang gave me..."

Yan Shuyi immediately remembered that when she went down the mountain to see Ji You, Ding Yao came over with a sword in her hand.

"What a coincidence, I'll take this one."

Ji You stretched out his hand and took the sword in the wooden box.

Seeing this, Ding Yao couldn't help but say, "This sword has an extraordinary origin. There is no other sword in the world. Even if you take it, it will be recognized, and it will definitely cause trouble for the owner of the appraiser."

"Then I'll take it away and dispose of it. Anyway, it can't be left here."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ding Yao looked at him with some displeasure: "Sir, you didn't come to give me a sword, but you also want to take away the sword that belongs to the master. Now you even want the sword that someone else gave you? Wanqiu said that you never use the master's name to seek benefits, but I don't think that's true!"

Ji You had just been playing the stone-carrying game with Yan Shuyi and had forgotten what he was supposed to say. Now that he was reminded, he remembered: "You know what, I really do have a sword I want to give you."

Yan Shuyi turned to look at him, staring at him for a long time before saying, "Really?"

"Um."

"What kind? Let me see."

Ding Yao looked at the expectant eyes of the young master Jian and thought that even if Ji You gave you a broken sword, you would probably treat it as a treasure.

Ji You did not take out any swords: "It is not with me now. After nightfall, the Master of Mirrors will use the Spirit Mirror to cover up the secrets of heaven, and then someone will send a sword to me."

"What kind of sword is it?"

"A very strong sword that won't make you suffer like this any more."

Ji You shook the sword given by the Taoist priest twice in his hand and said, "I will go back to take a shower and rest for a while, and then I will grill something to eat in the yard in the evening."

Yan Shuyi's face was pinched, and when he looked up, he saw him turning and leaving.

Seeing this, Ding Yao couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

He thought Ji You would pretend to take out a sword and pretend that he really wanted to give it to him.

No matter whether the quality is good or bad, the appraiser is so silly now that he will definitely be fooled.

But she never thought that this person would leave like this? He even refused to fool around.

The sun soon set and night began to quietly fall, covering the blue sky little by little. Looking out from the top of the cloud, the Tianjian Peak in the distance gradually disappeared.

During this period, Yan Shu had already concealed the secrets with his spiritual mirror. He was now sitting cross-legged in meditation, but he would open his eyes from time to time and look outside the hall during the meditation.

However, until the stars appeared, there was still only the sound of the wind around, so the number of times he opened his eyes began to gradually decrease.

Did Master Ji really give the sword as a gift, or was it just a joke?

Zhuo Wanqiu couldn't quite guess, nor did she dare to guess, but in fact, she was more inclined to believe that there was no answer.

Because if it really existed, why would they keep it until the evening? And why would they send someone to deliver it?

This place is not a place that anyone can come to if they want to. If there really is a gift sword, you need to report it in advance so that you can go down to receive it.

Mr. Ji wouldn't really be so outrageous as to make such a joke...

Zhuo Wanqiu frowned slightly, thinking that the young master really loved hiding swords. When Master Ji said he wanted to give him a sword during the day, his eyes lit up. If it was really just a joke, it would be hard to laugh at it.

But she was very cautious and did not mention anything about the sword after nightfall.

I thought that if there really wasn't anything, then the appraiser wouldn't be too disappointed.

For this reason, she specially ordered Cui'er to prepare dinner, thinking that if there really was no sword, and Master Jian got angry and refused to go to Jingxin Courtyard, dinner would still have to be eaten.

But Ding Yao was different. She leaned directly against the door frame, looking in the direction of the mountain path with endless coldness in her eyes.

"I thought he would just take out a random sword and pretend to have prepared it in advance to give it to Master Jian. I also planned to mock him, thinking that no sword could compare to the one given by the Taoist sect. I didn't expect that he didn't even take out a sword tassel. He just found an excuse to go down the mountain."

"Senior Sister Ding Yao's words are too venomous..."

"I know you and Master Jian are prejudiced against me, but I, Ding Yao, have always acted for Xuanjian Peak. I also know that I am a little arrogant, but since Master Jian treats me as a sister, I have never thought of disappointing him. I have selfish motives to get close to Wendao Sect, but that is because he is Master Jian's best choice."

Ding Yao leaned against the door frame and murmured, "The owner of the mirror is also a person, and a woman. Sometimes she can't see clearly, and she needs us to help her see clearly."

Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible to a cultivator's hearing.

Yan Shu didn't say anything. When he saw Cui'er bringing rice porridge and four side dishes into the room, he got up and went to the dining table.

However, just as she was about to sit down, the wind around Xuanjian Peak suddenly began to whistle. Ding Yao could not help but frown. Just as she was about to order the maid to close the door, she heard a clanging sound, and endless vigilance instantly rose in her heart.

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"Such a strong sword intent?!"

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu became nervous in an instant, and suddenly they felt a fragrant breeze passing by them.

Yan Shuyi flew out of the sky and walked into the windy night, with the sword intent starting to rise in his body.

At this moment, an old man was standing on the cliff. His hair and beard were white, but his face was ruddy, and he did not look the slightest bit old. He was standing with his hands behind his back in the clear night sky outside the sky palace. His rough and worn sleeves fluttered in the wind, and he looked down upon the endless night like a sharp sword.

At this time, Yan Shuyi had already taken out the spiritual mirror. The small stone mirror floated in the air, reflecting her cold and beautiful face.

Tianjian Peak has always been eyeing Xuanjian Peak covetously, and with rumors of troubled times constantly circulating in the world, many evil intentions could no longer be hidden.

Not long ago, someone asked a question after getting drunk: if the holder of the weapon died, could anyone take control of the ownerless Heavenly Dao Holy Weapon?

This question is not the first time it has been raised.

There are people in the seven immortal sects who want to seize their orthodoxy, and the noble families outside the sect are also eyeing it, not to mention the demon and barbarian tribes.

However, in the past, those who controlled the holy weapons were all powerful people in the Linxian Realm, until the Lingjian of Lingjian Mountain chose its own master and chose a master who was not yet invincible.

At this moment, Zhuo Wanqiu and Ding Yao looked at that man, and both felt a great terror coming towards them. They were trembling all over, as if a chill ran up their spines, but they still drew their swords and planned to move forward against the wind.

But at this moment, the swordsman with gray hair and beard suddenly raised his hand, then clasped his fists under the gaze of the three people, and bowed slightly to Yan Shuyi under the spiritual mirror.

Under the night sky, endless sword winds blew over. Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu, who had already walked down the Tianque porch, were shocked and unable to make any judgment for a moment.

[I have a sword to give you]

[After nightfall, someone will bring a sword]

[A sword that won't make you too tired]

At this moment, Xiao Jianzhu suddenly understood why Ji You insisted on cutting through the sword forest in the end, and also understood why he did not struggle at all when the sword energy came.

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