Liu Ningyan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Zhang Qianyang was still alive.
"Master's wife, every time Master gets drunk, he will shout your name loudly, saying that he misses you very much, and also calls you...Xiao Yanyan..."
When Liu Bihen heard this title, for some reason, her toes clasped the ground slightly.
It's really disgusting.
However, her master, who had always been aloof and domineering, now had a rosy complexion and spat softly, saying: "You are already so old, why is he still so dishonest?"
It was said to be an accusation, but there was a hint of coquettishness in his voice.
Li Daoxuan continued: "Master really misses you very much. It's just that he is ill and can't travel far, so he can't come to see you. He often said to me that if I see you in the future, it would be satisfying for me to call you Master. wish.”
Hearing these words, Li Daoxuan saw that Liu Ningyan's eyes were a little red.
He smiled in his heart, there was something going on, and next, he would unleash a big move!
"Master also said that there was once a true love in front of him, but he did not cherish it. If God could give him a chance to come back, he would not hesitate to say to that girl, I love you. Adding a time limit to this love, he hopes it is..."
Li Daoxuan's voice was low and he said affectionately: "Ten thousand years!"
Master, this disciple can only help you so far...
If that doesn't work, you can just live single for the rest of your life.
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Liu Bihen's hand holding the glass dragon sword got goosebumps. He couldn't help but clasp the scabbard with his nails. It was embarrassing, it was so embarrassing!
She thought in her mind that it would be difficult for her master to accept such disgusting words. Would she hit her senior brother?
If he was really beaten, would he also follow suit and kick him a few times?
But when she looked at her master, she realized that he was not what she thought at all.
I saw the master standing there blankly, his eyes were dull, and his previous sharpness was completely gone.
Although these love words from later generations were disgusting, they ignited the fire of lovesickness in her heart for more than 20 years, melted her grievances and pride, and made her just want to leave here and find her sweetheart at all costs.
But Liu Ningyan still had a shred of reason. She tried hard to calm down her turbulent mood, turned around and wiped away her tears, so as not to embarrass herself in front of her juniors.
"Daoxuan, I have just made you feel wronged. I am here to apologize to you."
She looked at Li Daoxuan, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. He was a Yin Shen at a young age, talented and handsome, just like her senior brother back then.
No wonder Taiweinanizi fell into such deep trouble.
Liu Bihen's eyes widened. What happened? Master actually... took the initiative to apologize?
Still calling herself master’s wife?
She stared at Li Daoxuan in great surprise. If she didn't believe in her senior brother's character, she would have thought that his senior brother had cast some kind of spell on her master.
"Master, please don't apologize. If Master finds out, will he deal with me severely?"
Li Daoxuan made a joke.
Liu Ningyan pursed her lips and smiled, her face rosy, and she looked very happy.
The more she looked at Li Daoxuan, the more satisfied she became, just like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.
"Our Xiaowei has really good taste."
She glanced at her apprentice, and she didn't expect that this swordsman who only knew how to practice swords would have such a keen eye. The man she found was very good and could talk. She would be lucky in the future.
Liu Bihen blinked, holding the sword in his arms, a little confused, not knowing what the master's look just meant.
Something feels wrong.
Liu Ningyan waved her sleeves, and a white light shot towards Li Daoxuan.
This time it was not a sword light, but something else.
Li Daoxuan held the magic sword as white as jade, a little puzzled, and said: "Master's wife, what are you..."
Liu Ningyan smiled and said: "This sword is called White Dragon. It is made from thousand-year-old mysterious jade, thousand-year-old silk, ancient dragon tendon, star soft iron and other rare things. It is a top-grade magic weapon. If it is cultivated with magic power for several decades, it will even become more powerful." If you hope to become a spiritual treasure, my wife will give it to you as a meeting gift when you first meet."
Li Daoxuan was shocked, this is too precious!
A top-grade magic weapon is a priceless treasure, and there is hope that it can be upgraded to a spiritual treasure. Even if such a treasure is placed in Longhu Mountain, which has profound cultural heritage, it will definitely be a rare treasure and a valuable treasure.
"But Daoxuan, the more powerful the magic sword, the more aloof and arrogant the character is. If you can't pull it out——"
Clang!
Before she finished speaking, Li Daoxuan had already drawn the White Dragon Sword.
Under the sun, the pure white sword body is as crystal clear as glass, blooming with flawless white light. It is gorgeous and noble, quiet and elegant, showing the charm of Taoism.
The golden sword spikes flutter in the wind, adding an extra touch of nobility.
"What a great sword!"
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but admired.
Liu Ningyan looked at him with even more satisfaction. To be recognized by the White Dragon Sword, this child's talent in swordsmanship is truly extraordinary. As long as he is taught carefully, he will be another swordsman!
In the future, when he and Taiwei combine their swords, they will fight to the end of the world. Who can stop their sharp edges?
Li Daoxuan stroked the White Dragon Sword and couldn't put it down.
This sword is so beautiful, like beautiful jade, amber, ice crystal and glass, like a beautiful piece of art.
Seeing that her master was about to give the White Dragon Sword to her senior brother, Liu Bihen hesitated. Just as she was about to speak, the Glass Dragon Sword at her waist suddenly unsheathed itself and flew in the air, making a joyful sword cry.
Then the White Dragon Sword in Li Daoxuan's hand also flew out, and the two swords flew lingeringly in the air. It didn't look like a sparring match, but like long-lost lovers talking to each other.
Seeing this scene, Liu Bihen's face turned slightly red.
Liu Ningyan explained with a smile: "The glass dragon and the white dragon are a pair. They are male and female swords. Back then, your master and I traveled around the world looking for the rare sword-making artifact. It took us sixteen years to finally find it. Then I asked Junior Brother Wu to open a furnace to practice swordsmanship, and it took him seven, seven and forty-nine days to finally obtain these two sentient swords."
When the two parted ways, Zhang Qianyang did not take away the White Dragon Sword.
"Now that this pair of male and female swords can continue in our disciples, it is a good thing."
Liu Ningyan's eyes were very pleased.
Li Daoxuan immediately knew that Senior Sister had misunderstood. He and Junior Sister Taiwei were just friends and had no relationship with each other.
He explained: "Senior Sister, Junior Sister Taiwei and I are not what you think, we are just——"
Liu Ningyan interrupted him, holding the sword secret in her hand.
The next moment, the White Dragon Sword made a sword sound and turned into slender white lights, like thousands of silk threads, winding around a hill like a white dragon.
Boom!
As the sword wire tightened, the hill was directly cut into countless fragments, and the fractures were as smooth as a mirror.
"The White Dragon Sword, even the soft and tough sword, can be turned into thousands of sword threads, which are extremely sharp. Whether it is dark iron or fine gold, as long as it is entangled with it, it will be no different from tofu."
After a pause, she smiled and said, "Do you want this White Dragon Sword?"
Li Daoxuan spoke sternly and solemnly: "I want it!"
Just kidding, no fool would want such a sword.
He had thought before that there was only Chi Xiao's sword in the Dragon Sword Box, which was a bit too little.
It's much better now. Li Daoxuan can even imagine the scene of fighting with others in the future.
On a full moon night, swordsmen duel.
"The first sword is Chixiao, with its sharp edge and energy soaring into the sky; the second sword is White Dragon, which is both soft and tough, cutting through all things..."
After a burst of sword light, the enemy arrived.
Li Daoxuan sighed lightly.
"With your strength, you can only see Jian Er."
…
Liling City, in Wu Dabao's courtyard.
Zhang Qianyang, Wu Dabao and Wu Wei have been searching for a whole month, but they have not found Li Daoxuan.
If Wu Dabao hadn't calculated that Li Daoxuan was not in any danger and was still alive and well, Zhang Qianyang might have been tempted to go back to Longhu Mountain to recruit reinforcements.
"Wu Dabao, no matter how hard you calculate, where did that kid go? Is he in danger?"
Zhang Qianyang shouted.
Wu Dabao said impatiently: "Brother, I have calculated it eight hundred times. My nephew is fine. Not only is he fine, he will also be a blessing in disguise. As for where he is, I can't calculate it. Most likely, he is in some powerful dojo." It obscures the secret of heaven.”
"Don't even think about it. That boy is the reincarnation of True Lord Erlang. He is protected by the immortal light. What can happen to him?"
"That day he broke through the Yin Shen realm and was robbed. Good guy, the Empress in Tsing Yi descended her true form to save him. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed my eyes. The number one ghost immortal in the world, a god who has lived for thousands of years, How could you care so much about a man!"
"That kid's backing is too strong. Even if we two die, it won't be his turn!"
There was a hint of envy in Wu Dabao's voice.
He was proficient in physiognomy. When he saw the empress's true form that day and marveled at her beautiful face, he subconsciously took a look at her using physiognomy.
The result is four words - the red luan star moves!
The red luan star moves, and marriage is coming.
He thought he was wrong, but when he saw that the empress was willing to use fairy blood to heal his nephew, he realized that he was not wrong.
As a cultivator, who doesn’t admire the amazingly talented and beautiful Ghost Fairy Empress?
How many Yang Gods have dreamed of becoming a Taoist couple with their empress. The ancestors of the Chuma lineage have been pursuing her for a lifetime, but in the end they are just a speck of dust in the catastrophe.
If others knew that the Tsing Yi Empress was attracted to a junior, I'm afraid it would be unsafe for that boy to walk at night in the future.
When the empress finally left, she glanced at him, which made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave and almost couldn't breathe.
He understood what the empress meant, so he kept this secret in his heart.
Although he envied his nephew's unparalleled good fortune, luckily, he had his senior brother accompanying him, and the two of them could be considered free and easy as they remained singles for the rest of their lives!
He has to be a senior brother!
Thinking this, he looked up at his senior brother and was stunned.
Zhang Qianyang wondered: "What do you think I am doing?"
"Brother, you, you, you..."
Wu Dabao pointed at his senior brother, his voice trembling slightly.
Zhang Qianyang's heart sank. Could it be that my injury is so serious that I don't have much time left?
"What's wrong with me?"
"Senior brother, why have you made the Hongluan star move?"
Wu Dabao was filled with grief, anger and despair for life, as if he had been stabbed by his most trusted friend.
"The red luan star is moving?"
Zhang Qianyang snorted coldly and said: "I see that the more you learn, the more you regress in your physiognomy. I, Zhang Qianyang, have long since lost the relationship between men and women. No matter how beautiful a woman is, I can't even let me take another look at it, let alone It’s so ridiculous to say that I’m excited!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded behind him.
"Oh, is it so?"
Zhang Qianyang's body trembled, as if struck by lightning.
He turned around tremblingly and saw a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure.
She is still so beautiful, standing gracefully, with flowing hair and a sweet smile.
Just like the person he dreamed of countless times late at night.
…
Brothers, today’s update is over 6,000 words, can you please give me a monthly pass?
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