"Awake? How do you feel?"
"Not at all... it's so high! The energy inherited by the ancestors is so huge, I almost can't stand up..."
"Tianzu is a member of the void giant clan. Judging from his size, you should also know that his core of power is huge and he is very popular compared to Hai Neng."
"That's true... But why am I so weak after accepting the inheritance? It's hard to even breathe... Phew!"
"You are in the throne realm, and you have received the ultimate inheritance of the power of the ancestors. The sea of qi cannot bear it. In order to protect you, the excess power of the heavenly ancestors automatically overflows and fills every part of your body... In other words , have you seen the spiritual refiner before he blew himself up?"
"Well."
"Yes, it's similar to No. 2. At that time, its appearance was the most fragile, but the energy compressed and condensed in its body was also the best in its lifetime."
"No, what I want to say is, can you have a better metaphor? It's not eh..."
"The same goes for you! Now it's equivalent to being in a state of self-destruction all the time. Of course, it looks weak, but the energy inside is too strong, so when you go out and walk later, be careful not to get scratched on your skin, the consequences will be explosive... Well, this is It seems like you don’t have to worry about it.”
"Wait, are you going out for a walk? Now I just want to find a place to digest the power of the Heavenly Ancestor in peace..."
"There is no time. Someone is coming out. You have to go and meet him on my behalf."
"Is this a mission?"
"No, this is a request. Is that okay, Mr. Shou?"
"Well……"
"Zhongyu, Kyoto, Changle Street, Yougui Pavilion, look for a person named 'Xiang Aunt'."
"Wait, I haven't agreed yet..."
"If you complete this task, I will send you a person on the first floor of the sky."
"Mission? You said we would discuss it later!"
"Isn't it true that we are discussing now? Don't you have a shortage of people on the first floor of the sky?"
"I want Li Fugui."
"who?"
"Southern Territory, Banyue Residence, Huacao Pavilion, an intelligence officer."
"I don't know him, but he's a bonus. That's sincerity enough. The one I'm talking about is a peerless genius."
"Peerless genius? Do you still have the word 'peerless genius' in your eyes? Are you fooling me...who?"
"You have to invite this person yourself."
"I quit! Who said it was a gift just now?"
"Please move, he will be your sharpest sword on the first floor of the sky, and also your thickest shield in the future, thicker than the Broken Jun Shield."
"..."
"If Dao Qiongcang wants to kill you, you have to give him three points of thin noodles."
"You...haha, Master Ba, please tell me in detail. Let's have a good talk about this cooperation."
"You don't have to ask any more questions. Find Aunt Xiang first, and then ask him after the matter is done. If you dare to mess up, I will make trouble for you, and he will become the sharpest sword in the world of Taoism against you."
"Are you sick?!"
"Better than you."
"Aunt Xiang...who?"
"Don't ask, you'll know when you get there."
"Then let me prepare. Why does this title sound familiar to me? Where have I heard it before?"
"There's no need to prepare. Let's set off immediately. It's time to meet tomorrow. You'll just wake up in time."
"You are really sick! I look like this now..."
"Just right."...Xu Xiaoshou now has serious doubts. After he woke up on Void Island, Bazun knew that this dirty man had used the Holy Emperor's guidance.
Just like when he entered the city, he used the guiding power of the Holy Emperor's dragon scale to make everyone ignore the cinnamon carriage.
The eight masters let him
"Forgot" everything about Aunt Xiang. Otherwise, by virtue of
The powerful memory of "perception", whenever you hear it, you can always remember something when you think about it, right? Waiting quietly in the elegant seat, thinking hard, achieving nothing.
Xu Xiaoshou simply stopped thinking about it and focused on the strange looks and whispers from the people around him.
"Where did Xu Gusheng come from? He must have something serious to do, so he spent a lot of money to see Aunt Xiang."
"Shit! I don't think he's asking for an audience, he's just a sperm in the brain... Look at his expression just now, it's clear that he really wants to 'spot' Aunt Xiang. Is this because a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or he has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard..."
"Huh, I guess he's another idiot with a lot of money. I guess he was tricked by some bad friends and doesn't know Aunt Xiang's identity."
"Tsk, tsk, that's a ten-seat seat!" A ten-seat seat? Xu Xiaoshou held the wine cup, his hand shook, and the indifferent and subtle smile he had learned on his face suddenly froze.
With a bang, a thunderbolt flashed through my mind, and the dust-laden memories were unlocked.
"Aunt Xiang, Xiang Yaoyao..."
"The person I hated to kill, the elder pendant, was captured by Shen Yi from the gate of hell..." With a click, the wine cup was placed on the table, and Xu Xiaoshou quickly shook the paper fan, feeling that the wine was a bit too strong. , feeling hot all over at this moment.
The eight acquaintances of the dog day... If you say it, you will die. Why do you want to do something? If I had known it, I would have kept a low profile... Looking for Aunt Xiang, what about Shen Yi?
Why are you looking for her? She is related to the Saint Slaves, or even a member of the Saint Slaves? Bazunzhen only said that he was looking for this person, but did not mention the content of the mission. Xu Xiaoshou could already think of a lot at this moment.
Aunt Xiang and Shen Yi, if they are also Saint slaves, even if they only have contact and friendship... At this point in time, one month after beheading Rao, everything has fermented, and the Holy Temple will definitely keep an eye on it, right?
"I have always acted in a public way. Bazun knew what he could think of, but he didn't remind me. This shows that my move should not be a big problem, and he even expected it..." This confirmed it from the side, at least to outsiders. In the eyes, Aunt Xiang and Sheng Nu have nothing to do with each other.
Xu Xiaoshou knew that Bazunzhen must have a close relationship with Shenyi. And if he wants to meet Aunt Xiang, then Aunt Xiang must have a lot to do with Saint Slave's inability to escape.
"This is interesting..." With his thoughts at this point, Xu Xiaoshou calmed down and raised the corners of his lips. He didn't know how Dao Qiongcang viewed this special relationship, but even if outsiders couldn't see it, how could the old Taoist guy not see it through?
He is also one of the Ten Lords, so he should know about the friendship between the Eight Lords and Gods. Being able to see through, yet ignore... Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find any other answer after much thought, and suddenly became curious about how powerful Shen Yi was and how powerful he was.
"Could it be that as long as the sign 'The gate of hell is closed, the gods are called gods' is up, the Holy Temple will not even dare to stare at Aunt Xiang?"
"This is a bit outrageous, and it feels like your mother is opening the door for outrageous..." Not to mention, Aunt Xiang's airs are really big!
After Xu Xiaoshou spent a lot of money, he didn't go upstairs. After drinking three cups of wine, he quietly watched more than a dozen beauties vying for favor in front of the table, taking turns squeezing towards him. Even Yingyingqueer came from outside the door and drank seven or eight times.
This kind of experience is very wonderful... Xu Xiaoshou is calm in his arms, but the shopkeeper's Aunt Xiang has not even smelled a odor!
There are many people coming and going in Yougui Pavilion, and there is a lot of gossip. While everyone was chatting, they started talking about the sick young master and other things.
Not long after, there was a loud noise in the right courtyard, attracting the attention of many people.
"Seven Swordsmen!"
"Have you heard that a new generation of Seven Sword Immortals has just been released!" This topic suddenly caused a stir in the entire Yougui Pavilion.
Everyone swarmed away, and even the beauties at Mr. Feng's table frequently glanced sideways. There is no way...Seven Swordsmen, this title is too big!
Rao Yaoyao, Hua Changdeng, Gou Wuyue... which one is not the best among people? Even the Eight Masters, who were not one of the Seven Sword Immortals, were all affected by the incident.
The title of "Eighth Sword Immortal" is very popular among people in the Central Region.
"Mr. Zhou, your news is really reliable. Has the Seven Swordsmen really been re-ranked?"
"Of course Wuxu! Don't think about it. On Void Island, Mr. Jiren was canonized, Fairy Rao was canonized... they have all become saints. How many immortals are left among the Seven Sword Immortals? Is this not allowed to be changed?"
"Wuyue Sword Immortal, there is also the missing Yu Tu, Hua Sword Immortal..."
"Tsk, tsk, brother, your information is too outdated. I heard that almost all of the Seven Sword Immortals have been canonized, and Fairy Rao is the latest one."
"Ah, Moonless Sword Immortal..."
"Haha, the secret must not be leaked. I don't want to bring trouble to the clan. In short, a new era has arrived...Guess who are the new Seven Sword Immortals?" Everyone's teeth were itching at this point.
Now everyone just wants to see the list in Master Zhou's hand as soon as possible. They are all impatient, but they can only bear it.
"I once heard that above Yunlun in the Eastern Region, the Saint Slave was killed by my sword to kill monsters and monsters. He must have a place in the new Seven Sword Immortals!"
"Shit! Xu Xiaoshou is nothing! Haven't you heard that he borrowed external power? Everyone has seen it. If they really want to kill him, he can't even block my sword! I am also a swordsman!"
"I guess Senior Brother Shenyue Immortal City, the leader of the new generation of ancient sword cultivators in the Eastern Region, this one is right..."
"Shit! Are you talking about that Xiao Kongtong? Shenyue Immortal City is in dire straits right now, and I don't know when it will be gone. It's good that Xiao Kongtong can survive tomorrow. Can he become the Seven Swordsman? "
"The three brothers of the Gu family who are buried in the Sword Tomb must take three seats..."
"Hahaha, the three brothers of the Gu family? Is it Gu Qingyi who has always held a famous sword and has no achievements, all because of his bragging? Give me that sword and I can do it!"
"Hey, have you heard about the new leader of the foreign department? He seems to be an ancient sword cultivator..."
"Xi? I'm just a person who is engaged in intelligence, and people spread the news. Do you still take it seriously?"
"Brother, you are too crazy! I advise you to restrain yourself. There seems to be a brother who was buried in the Sword Tomb here..."
"who?"
"Me!" Xu Xiaoshou couldn't stand it. He just wanted to hear a list of the Seven Swordsmen. Who is this? This is the one who is howling and barking here!
"Who are you?" The arrogant man wore a sword robe and carried a black sword on his back. He looked sideways, full of arrogance.
Grandmaster... Xu Xiaoshou's eyesight went dark, he was too lazy to speak, and threw away the paper fan.
"Is this Xu Gusheng?" The man in white clothes and black sword muttered in a low voice, and laughed loudly: "Where did this young boy come from, I have never heard of Xu Gusheng!" Mr. Zhou held the list in his hand and moved back. One step forward.
Everyone on the side moved in the same way, and each of them stopped talking. They all made space and showed expressions of watching the show.
On the contrary, there were several beauties at Young Master Bing's table who frowned slightly, as if they wanted to step forward, but were held back by the sisters next to them.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't notice, he shook his paper fan and said with a half-smile, "Then, may I ask your surname?"
"Feng! Xiao!" The man in white clothes and black sword proudly raised his chest, and his sword intent erupted in anger, causing the tables and chairs of Yougui Pavilion to tremble wildly in shock.
The surrounding area became quiet for a moment.
"Throne of Swordsmanship..." The master's spiritual energy fluctuated, and no one present paid attention. But when the throne sword intention came out, it meant that this person was also an ancient sword cultivator.
To be able to achieve such an achievement at the age of about thirty is an extraordinary talent. Feng Xiao really has crazy capital.
Xu Xiaoshou also had a look of surprise in his eyes. What happened... I thought it was just a joke, but it turned out there were actually two brushes?
Swordsmanship Throne, I didn't notice it just now. This guy was using the Hidden Sword Technique. How well could he hide it?
"Feng Xiao?" Xu Xiaoshou shook his fan and looked this man up and down, as if he was getting to know him again.
"I remember you."
"Ha!" Feng Xiao sneered. He didn't even look at the sick young man in front of him, but looked around.
"The new Seven Swordsmen are bullshit. I didn't even rate them. I will pick them one by one in the future and shock the Feng family's eyes out!" How brave!
These words, combined with the sword intention of the throne, calmed everyone around him. Indeed, the Swordsman Throne is qualified to challenge the title of Seven Sword Immortals. Could it be that Feng Xiao is hiding something else?
Xu Xiaoshou smiled. He recognized this man's strength in the swordsmanship throne. But it doesn't mean that you can see the slightest shadow of the Seven Swordsmen from the guy in front of you.
He looked left and right, horizontally and vertically, and finally discovered where Feng Xiao's strange roots lay.
This clearly smells of deformed imitation everywhere... Xu Xiao held the paper fan against his chin and said thoughtfully: "Are you imitating the Eight Masters?"
"Uh." Feng Xiao's anger froze and he turned his head, as if someone had stuck him in his throat.
"Pfft..." Xu Xiaoshou burst out laughing. After realizing that this was a bit rude, he covered his face with a paper fan.
"Sorry..." I can't hold it in any longer! Bazun knows that he is crazy, but he is not crazy like this! Is this guy here to embarrass you?
Does he know the Eight Masters? No, I should say, has he studied the Eight Masters? What Xu Xiaoshou didn't expect was that his ruthless laughter would anger someone who was serious.
"Keng!" Feng Xiao grasped the sword on his back and slowly pulled it out at an extremely slow speed: "Mr. Xu, what are you laughing at?" Xu Xiaoshou suddenly calmed down his expression.
He acted so freely that it was as if his smile just now was fake. After putting down the paper fan, he looked away from the fourth-grade spiritual sword and said indifferently: "I laughed at you for being serious."
"You are laughing at an ancient sword cultivator!" Feng Xiao's eyes widened angrily. When the tip of the sword tilted, a black line was torn open in the space. It was so sharp!
This fourth-grade spiritual sword was used against the sick young master. When the situation was tense, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood something.
Why does Bazun know that famous saying... Why does he never show mercy when facing challengers and kills them all...
"I advise you to put down your sword."
"Hahaha, what if I don't let you go?"
"Fuck him." As soon as he finished speaking, the air was filled with wind. The onlookers didn't even see who made the move when the black sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Feng Xiao's chest dented, and he smashed through the private room on the second floor of Yougui Pavilion, broke the skylight, and flew out.
"Boom!" But in an instant, he felt as if someone was punching him from outside, and he was hammered back into Yougui Pavilion, hitting the sick man's feet hard.
Open your mouth and make a popping sound. The pig-headed lady is hard to tell, the ground is covered in blood and teeth.
"Hiss!" Everyone gasped. The Throne of Kendo, are you lying down now? This sick young man hasn't even taken action yet, has his bodyguard taken action?
invisible Man?
"Twilight..." Feng Xiao, who was lying on the ground with all his ribs broken, didn't know that the battle ended so quickly.
He reached out with trembling hands, trying to reach the sword. With a snap, the sick man's foot stepped on his hand. The sword was close but out of reach.
Feng Xiao tried his best to raise his head, and above was the pale and sickly face leaning over.
"You can't even defeat my guard, so you want to challenge the Seven Swordsmen?"
"you……"
"The road built by the ancient sword has been destroyed long ago!"
"fart!"
"What kind of sword are you repairing? It's broken!" There was a sound and no one was seen. Feng Xiao's sword was broken in half. The whole Yougui Pavilion was dumbfounded.
Cutting off a man's sword is like cutting off a dream!
"No -" Feng Xiao, who was lying on the ground, let out a mournful howl. Xu Xiaoshou finally understood the mentality of the Eight Masters in the Spiritual Palace at that time.
If he could see the slightest hope, he would be willing to keep this person to continue to develop; if he couldn't see the slightest hope, if he didn't use his sword today, his life would be lost tomorrow.
But this kind of person may have to die sooner or later, right?
"Send away." Xu Xiao was shaken by the paper fan and covered his face, not wanting to see more. With a bang, Feng Xiao's chest dented again, leaving blood all over the ground, and his body was kicked from Yougui Pavilion to the outside world.
Oh, I am my bodyguard, this feels really amazing...
"Being in awe, passive value, +858."
"Being infatuated, passive value, +323." Turning to look at Mr. Zhou, Xu Xiaoshou ignored the popping of the information bar and said with a smile: "The new Seven Swordsmen, can you please read this to me?" That person looked terrible. Young Master Zhou, who was handsome but looked like a dwarf compared to a certain sick young master, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised the note in his hand with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice: "The Feng Family of the Southern Territory has tentatively announced that the new generation of Seven Swordsmen will be appointed. Adhere to the philosophy of ancient sword cultivators: go forward indomitably and fight for fame. If you succeed, you will become a swordsman, and if you fail, you will take turns."
"The list is as follows..."
"The two old men smiled at Liu Fuyu, and the flowers came to the north to welcome me."
