The Sword Dynasty

After the First World War in Weihe, she had already severed her ties to the natal sword, and naturally determined that the natal sword had been destroyed and turned into a meteorite that fell somewhere.

However, just at that moment, she suddenly came into contact with the breath of her own life sword.

The practitioner has a wonderful connection with her own natal sword, and her body resonated in a moment just before she felt her own natal sword.

But this feeling only existed for a very brief moment, and she was cut off by herself.

The lost natal sword resonates again, only because her natal sword has been controlled by others.

As long as it is controlled by someone, the connection between Benmingjian and her is very likely to make the controller perceive her existence, and even capture the general location of her.

So even if she had an indescribable thirst for this natal sword, at that moment, she was extremely determined to cut off the connection with the natal sword immediately.

Mo said that the strong men's broken wrists, even if they were dead, Zhao Jianlu's people never lacked the courage, but for Zhao Jianlu's practitioners, the sword is both a fate and a lost sword. As long as it exists in the world, it must be recovered by hand.

The iron pan floated in the blazing flames, the fish soup inside was instantly dried, and the fish meat was roasted into coke, emitting an unpleasant breath.

Zhao Si didn't realize it and looked back at Changling.

At the moment of Fang Cai, she could at least perceive her sword in Changling.

In the depths of the Changling Royal Palace, the clean light was softly spilled from the patio in the refraction of the crystal, shining on the Linglian pond. The aura is insignificant, and it does not seem to be in the world at all.

The perfect face is completely unlike the human woman's Zheng Xiu's eyes. There is also an unspeakable rhythm in the eyes, and even the Linglian in front of her seems to tremble with fear.

Her brow furrowed deeply.

In my perception, the Zhao Jianlu's natal sword is still floating in the endless sky, always wrapped in pale fire, forced to undergo refining and change.

She just practiced normally, and did not want to deliberately search for the existence of Zhao Si through this sword.

She didn't want anyone to know that the sword fell in her hands, including Zhao Si.

Zhao Si's reaction was also extremely decisive, so she could not even be sure that this natal sword and Zhao Si had a momentary connection, but she clearly felt a strange breath.

She once again clearly felt that someone's Qi machine during cultivation had a subtle disturbance to the heaven and earth vitality she was exposed to during her practice.

Xutian Shenjue has always been the most mysterious and powerful exercise of Minshan Jianzong. She also only knows that Xutianshenjue is powerful, but she does not know what the content of Xutianshenjue is, and in the subconscious of any practitioner, continued Tenjin tactics cannot be quickly understood, so she never associated this change with the wine shop boy.

She just vaguely felt that a practitioner appeared in Changling to practice unique exercises.

And this practitioner... made her very unhappy.

...

A letterhead came out of Minshan Jianzong, and finally fell into a room in Guanzhong Hall of Changling.

A master who had handled it looked at the aged shopkeeper with almost no hesitation and signed the stamp. It was a little difficult to understand, and he couldn't help frowning and asked: "Young Master, this letter is very important, don't you think it's a big shopkeeper? Have you asked the lord?"

The elderly old shopkeeper was very calm and did not rush to answer the question. First, he steadily bet the seal, and then took out several red posts.

Looking at the slightly scorched end of these red posts, this cautious master completely changed his complexion, and even his voice changed a little bit, "This is your treasurer..."

"The old man has already given a special account for a long time. Master Ding Ning's business is the most important thing for the Xie family, so this has nothing to do with the meaning of the young master." The old shopkeeper signaled the master to grind for him, and said: " This is what the old man meant. Both the old man and the Xie family owe him the kindness."

The master was dumbfounded.

The old shopkeeper couldn't help but looked up and smiled, and then said: "The young master did not enter the top ten in the Minshan sword meeting, but he defeated the first-ranked talent on the talent list together with Master Shen. , And can still stay in Minshan Jianzong up to now. The lady directly entered the top ten of Minshan Jianzong. How many years have we not been done in Guanzhong? We were able to enter Minshan Jianzong before Yes, which one is not Houmen’s child, or the nephew of the military general?"

After a pause, the old shopkeeper's smile became more proud: "Which Guanzhong people don't have a light on this face at the Minshan Sword Society? This time I thank the family to ask them to work together, which one will not help?"

Master took a deep breath and wanted to say something more.

The old shopkeeper gave him a very meaningful look and said slowly: "Business has its own profit and loss, whether it is a loss or a profit, the ultimate thing is to have a face, a reputation, and how many people to feed. If not, how can the business go on for a long time, and why care about gains and losses for a while?"

"You are right."

Master immediately awakened, bowed slightly respectfully, and then began to polish ink.

...

A black dome like an umbrella-covered carriage slowly walked through the streets of Changling and drove towards Zhoujiamo Garden.

Looking at this carriage, even some of the police officials in the black clothes who were in charge of the police were unable to understand why they had to come to Moyuan twice in just a few days as Ye Sishou. ?

The black carriage stopped suddenly when there were more than ten feet away from the gate of Moyuan.

A handsome and handsome officer in black clothing hurried to the side of the carriage, bowed deeply to the carriage, and reported with a very low and fast voice: "Just half an hour ago, Guan Zhong Xie's family sent Jiao Wei Letter, ask the Guanzhong Chamber of Commerce for help, and ask the Guanzhong Chamber of Commerce to help purchase the two drugs, Tianmo Luo and Stellera chamaejasme. Tian Mo Luo greatly invigorates the spirituality of practitioners, and improves the flow of qi and blood of practitioners in a short time, but the amount is more hallucinating. Stellera chamaejasme is even more poisonous. It is prone to ulcers and blood, and it is prone to sores, and it is defeated both inside and outside.

"I don't want to listen to these nonsense." The night carriage sounded cold and cold with a powerful voice in the carriage, "You should understand what I need to know."

The young Jiantian Division official immediately sweated slightly, and said more respectfully: "I only found out that Xie Changsheng sent a letter from Minshan Jianzong. The deeper reason is still being investigated."

"Go."

Two words came out of the carriage very simply.

The black carriage continued to move towards the gate of Moyuan, while the young Jiantiansi officials suddenly made amnesties and quickly walked away with their heads down.

No one stopped.

Shao Shaman, who was still sitting on the bamboo mat, didn't even lift his eyelids.

As the black horse-drawn carriage passed through the outer garden and approached the small courtyard where Ding Ning lived, the door curtain of the car swayed silently.

Ye Ce, who was dressed in white, sat in the car quietly and quietly. She looked at the quiet Mo Yuan in front of her eyes, but her eyes were filled with emotion.

Although it was just a successor, it was finally goodbye.