"Brother Zhong, you are here."
Seeing Zhong Wen, Cao Wei lowered his head and said weakly, "Please sit down for a moment, I'll make tea."
At this moment, the two of them were located in a small wooden house in the center of the Sword Tomb.
Since he decided to stay for a long time, Cao Wei certainly could not lie in the wild all the time, using the sky as his quilt and the earth as his bed. Instead, he built a small wooden house very naturally and hung a wooden board on the door with the inscription "Master of the Sword Tomb" Four words, it can be said that the force is full.
It's a pity that although his mental age is close to thirty, his body has returned to the past due to the reversal of time. His seven-year-old appearance does not match the image of the master of the sword tomb.
"What's wrong with you?"
Seeing that he was in low spirits, Zhong Wen couldn't help but asked curiously, "Didn't you sleep well?"
"Okay, okay."
Cao Wei rubbed his dark circles and replied listlessly, "Thank you, Brother Zhong, for your concern."
"You shouldn't be just forging swords."
Zhong Wen's heart moved and he blurted out, "You can't even sleep, right?"
Cao Wei's face turned red and he hesitated for a long time, unable to speak.
"Why bother?"
Seeing his expression, Zhong Wen became convinced and immediately asked in confusion, "You want to practice sword making. There will be plenty of time in the future, so why rush it?"
"Hey, I have worked hard for more than twenty years and built more than 10,000 swords, many of which are top-notch."
Cao Wei said dejectedly, "When I woke up, not only was my body smaller, but all my hard work over the years was also gone. I knew I was going back in time, but how could I accept it so easily? I always wanted to make up for it as soon as possible, but in the end I was upset. When I am angry, the work I create is very unsatisfactory, which is really annoying.”
"I-I see..."
The corner of Zhong Wen's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed twice, his expression indescribably awkward, "That, that's quite annoying."
Needless to say, the culprit behind all this is naturally Zhong Wen, who has been decadent for more than twenty years and forced the giant rat to reverse time.
"Don't talk about these unhappy things."
Cao Wei shook his head and tried to put the troubles behind him. He looked up at Zhong Wen and said, "Brother Zhong, what kind of wind brought you here?"
"Xiao Cao, I was too busy the past few days and never had time to come over."
Zhong Wen smiled with a smile on his face and his attitude was unusually kind. "After the time is reversed, your cultivation level will probably regress. I wonder what your situation will be like now?"
"I went through a saint's calamity again two days ago."
Cao Wei became more and more depressed when he heard which pot he didn't open and which pot he didn't lift. "Now I have entered the saint realm for the first time. After all, I have walked the same path once. It can be said that I have made rapid progress after rebuilding."
"That's good, that's good."
Zhong Wen secretly praised him for his extraordinary qualifications, and the smile on his face became more and more kind, "I came here this time to give you some lotus seeds to help you quickly improve your realm. Second, I was worried that you would spend all day refining your sword and fall behind on your practice, so I specially gave him Find some masters."
"Practice? Master?"
Cao Wei was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand quickly and said, "Brother Zhong, don't worry. I just want to stay in the sword tomb and study the art of sword refining in peace and contentment. I have no intention of conquering the world. Why do I need a master? Besides, I already have one." A master now.”
"Nonsense!"
Zhong Wen's face sank and he reprimanded sternly, "Since you consider yourself the owner of the Sword Tomb, you should know the weight of these four words. If someone breaks in in the future and finds that the guardian here is a weakling, the so-called Sword Tomb Wouldn’t it become a joke? If someone with advanced cultivation comes and wants to seize or even destroy the sword with brute force, but you, as the master of the sword tomb, are unable to protect the sword in the tomb, how will you feel then?"
"this……"
Cao Wei blushed and scratched his head in embarrassment, hesitating and not knowing how to answer.
Zhong Wen's casual remark obviously hit his weak spot.
"understand?"
Zhong Wen patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "The one I invited for you is one of the best in the world. Any one who is outside will be a powerful figure who stomps around and shakes the mountains. He can refine weapons or something." Let's put it aside for now and follow them and learn hard. When you can defeat all these people, you will be considered a master."
"Ah? Defeat the great power of the Chaos Realm?"
Cao Wei's expression suddenly fell, "Then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?"
Asking a saint to defeat a bunch of Chaos realms sounds like a fantasy. For Cao Wei, who loves sword refining, such a task is undoubtedly difficult to accept.
"What are you afraid of? As long as you work hard, there is nothing impossible in the world."
While Zhong Wen was casually sipping poisonous chicken soup, he dragged him out of the house by his arm. He pointed at a row of men and women who had appeared outside the house at some time, and enthusiastically introduced them one by one, "Come on, come on, let's see what I do for you." The master master I found, this twitchy guy is called 'Li Xin Sword' Julou. He is a powerful swordsman who is not inferior to Dugu Lao'er. You two just happened to be sparring with each other. This mysterious guy is named 'Nian Shen' Wutan. , is good at mental attacks, can help you sharpen your mind and improve your will, and that guy called Mad God..."
He actually brought all the corpses that were newly refined in Canglan Zhixu, intending to take turns "guiding" Cao Wei.
Hey, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to practice swords again in this life.
Looking at the group of powerful beings with majestic shapes and astonishing momentum in front of him, and listening to Zhong Wen's chattering in his ears, Cao Wei's expression became more and more ugly. He was really heartbroken and wanted to cry without tears.
"Come on, practice hard!"
Zhong Wen didn't seem to notice his mood at all. Instead, he patted Cao Wei's shoulder hard and said with a smile, "I'm optimistic about you!"
After saying that, he turned around decisively, trotted away, and quickly disappeared from sight, without even giving the other party a chance to refuse.
"Xiao Cao, don't blame me for being too harsh."
A moment later, he was lying on his back on a huge lotus leaf, squinting his eyes and staring at the blue sky, murmuring to himself, "I am doing this for your own good, brother."
The breeze carries the fragrance of lotus flowers, which is fresh and elegant, refreshing. From time to time, the sound of swimming fish coming out of the water can be heard in the ears, making people unconsciously calm and drowsy.
"Why don't you stay with your little kid?"
I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"
On the lotus leaf beside me, I don’t know when the graceful figure of the lotus fairy appeared. Her skin is still as smooth and tender as gelatin, and her temperament is still as elegant and quiet. The bottom of her wide neon clothes floats on the water, but for some reason there is no trace of it. There are signs of being wet, and when viewed from a distance, it looks like it is unworldly, with an air of immortality, and is so beautiful that it is not like a mortal creature.
"Xiao Lian is just tired. It's nothing serious. She will wake up naturally when she has had enough sleep."
He Xian glanced at him and replied calmly, "If you want to ask me what I'm doing here, you might as well look at where you are lying."
Zhong Wen was slightly startled, stood up and looked around, only to realize that he had accidentally selected the lotus leaf next to the lotus fairy's body.
"cut!"
His face turned red, he curled his lips, stood up unhappily, and prepared to leave.
"Outside……"
He Xian suddenly said, "How's it going?"
"The Soul Emperor, the Sand King and the Snow Girl have all surrendered to me."
Zhong Wen's steps stagnated and he replied without looking back, "Now we just have to wait for Old Demon Soul to open the way out, and then we can leave Canglan Zhixu."
"Is it?"
Hexian was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed and said sincerely, "I never thought that I would actually see these three major forces joining forces in my lifetime. It's like a dream."
"You don't even know who I am?"
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "Although you are a stupid woman, you are really good at judging people. Choosing me as the flower master is probably the most correct decision in your life."
"Smelly."
He Xian couldn't help but smile, and her cold face showed a rare hint of flattery, but she quickly restrained it and changed the topic, "Where are Xing Ke and the other three?"
"Three?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, "Which three?"
"you do not know?"
This time it was Hexian's turn to be surprised, "In addition to the three major forces in Canglan Zhixu, there are also a few loners. I used to be one of them. The others are the persistent Xing Yan, the lovely New Year's greetings, and the lingering ghost of the Oriental Jade Tree."
"ha?"
The expression on Zhong Wen's face was indescribably weird, "Xing Ke's persistence is reasonable, but what the hell is this lovely New Year's greeting? And that oriental jade tree, there is an old devil with a soul, and he actually dares to claim that he has no ghost. Dispersed? And why didn’t King Sha and the others mention these two people?”
"Maybe it's because there's no point in mentioning it."
He Xian thought for a while and said, "But if you are interested, I can take you to meet those two people."
"There's no point in waiting anyway."
Zhong Wen suddenly became interested, waved to her and said, "Let's go, I want to see how cute these two are and how they linger."
"good."
Hexian smiled faintly, with an extremely gentle attitude.
However, before Zhong Wen could take a step forward, a graceful figure appeared in front of him, instantly attracting his attention.
"Senior Sister Yan, you are looking for me..."
Recognizing that the other party was Yan Xiaoxiao, Zhong Wen was about to ask a question when his pupils suddenly dilated and an incredible light emitted from his eyes. For a moment, he stuttered and couldn't even speak clearly, "Fuck, you, how can you...!"
