Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 439: Beacon smoke rises in the East China Sea!I have a sword (two in one)

The Sword Immortal in White is the earliest to become famous among the eight great demon immortals in the world, and the one with the most unfathomable power.

Ever since the fire burned down the capital 18 years ago, this terrifying and powerful man who affected practitioners all over the world has disappeared without a trace in the world.

"This old guy's 500-year deadline is approaching. I don't believe he can still hide."

A cold voice came from inside the frame, with a hint of joking.

The world is vast and the road is ruthless. No one can escape the 500-year deadline.

Even though this evil spirit whose evil reputation shocked the world, in the eyes of the rightful owner of the Gu family, he was just a dying old dog whose glory was about to disappear.

"Reporting to my young master, the Sword Immortal in White has appeared in the East China Sea..."

At this moment, an old man with a stooped figure and a purple mesh mask for one eye came to the front of the car frame and said respectfully.

"Donghai...Why did that old guy come to Donghai?"

Gu Linyuan's voice sounded again, and after just a slight pause, he said again: "I almost forgot... The Sword Immortal in White originally came from the East China Sea..."

"Did he know that his death was coming and that the tired bird had returned to its roost!?"

Condescending words echoed along the long official road, with a hint of ridicule and sarcasm.

"It is said...that this person went to Guixu..."

"Return to the Ruins!?"

Inside the carriage, Gu Linyuan's voice sounded suspicious.

"It seems to be for the Eternal Night Sword!"

The one-eyed old man seemed to notice the superior's doubts and hurriedly explained.

"Heijian's magic sword... is he looking for it too?" Gu Linyuan's voice became cold and low.

300 years ago, after the death of Black Sword, his magic sword disappeared.

You know, on the day this sword was forged, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and thunder rumbled, and numerous visions suddenly arose.

There are rumors in the world that this sword hides a shocking secret. With the death of the Black Sword, it will be forever buried in the dust.

Many people have been searching for years, but to no avail.

"The deadline for the Sword Immortal in White is approaching. Why do you suddenly think of looking for the Eternal Night Sword!?" Gu Linyuan felt strange.

It stands to reason that for a being like the Sword Immortal in White, whose end is approaching, he should use the little time he has left to do the most important things.

No treasure in the world is of any use to him.

Not to mention, he himself owns the [Wu Sheng Magic Sword], which is known as the best sword in the world. Looking for the [Eternal Night Sword] is really confusing.

"Young Master has forgotten that back then the Sword Immortal in White and the Black Sword had a close relationship... Now that his time is approaching, it is reasonable for him to turn around and patrol the Yongye Sword... At the same time, this further proves..."

The one-eyed old man analyzed calmly: "The Eternal Night Sword is no trivial matter. There may be a secret hidden in it that the sword immortal in white will never forget until he dies."

"It has been rumored for a long time, but who can see the edge of that sword again?" Gu Linyuan said solemnly.

As a direct descendant of the Gu family and the most outstanding descendant of this generation, he knew that the family had been looking for traces of the Evernight Sword since the fall of the Black Sword.

In order to refine this sword, Black Sword robbed the Gu family's treasure house.

In the eyes of the Gu family, the Evernight Sword should have been theirs.

It's a pity that for 300 years, that sword has been lost in the sea and can no longer be found.

"Let's not mention this matter. Let's talk about the Sword Immortal in White." Gu Linyuan paused for a moment and then brought the topic back.

"I heard that the Dragon King of the East China Sea and the owner of the Pagoda Tower have rushed to the East China Sea. There is a lot of commotion... There is already action at the Xuantian Pavilion. The Monk King, Tiangang, and Wuzong have all rushed over." The one-eyed old man whispered.

Such breaking news, if spread, would definitely shock the world.

However, there are only a handful of people who truly know it. From this, we can see that the power of the Millennium Family is so great that it is simply unimaginable.

"Such a big movement!?" Gu Linyuan said in a condensed voice.

Among the eight great demon immortals in the world, including the Sword Immortal in White, three of them appeared in the East China Sea.

Now, among the Xuantian Seven Jue, there are also three people rushing to the East China Sea.

It is no exaggeration to say that the East China Sea is now the target of public criticism. It is the most chaotic and dangerous place in the world.

"Young Master, don't forget, there is Gui Xu who is watching with eager eyes..." the one-eyed old man reminded.

Guixu is hidden away from the world, and it is said that the East China Sea is the entrance. However, for many years, no one has been able to find the real entrance.

"Just for the Eternal Night Sword!? This movement is indeed a bit exaggerated." Gu Linyuan suddenly changed the topic and asked.

"In the clan..."

"The three ancestors have already set off... They are probably in the East China Sea now..." the one-eyed old man lowered his voice.

The three ancestors he mentioned were the most senior and strongest remaining members of the Gu family in Beiliang. Except for a few direct descendants, few people knew about them.

"Okay...the more chaotic the situation, the more profit you can reap...It would be best if you can kill the sword fairy in white."

Inside the carriage, Gu Linyuan's voice was filled with a hint of madness and expectation.

"Even if they can't kill him, the action of the three ancestors is enough to steal the blood of the sword immortal in white." The one-eyed old man laughed softly.

As the most outstanding bloodline of the Gu family, he understood [True Breath] at such a young age. Such achievements made the family decide to forge a [Sacred Weapon] for Gu Linyuan.

On this occasion of the great sacrifice, if the essence and blood of the Sword Immortal in White can be obtained and integrated into that [Holy Weapon], then the potential and level of this [Holy Weapon] will be unimaginable.

"Every generation has talents, and there are always new ones replacing the old ones... The Sword Immortal in White, your time has passed, so use your blood to pave my beautiful road in the future."

The sound was long and the east wind was gentle, as the motorcade slowly drove into the majestic city gate of Jiujiang Prefecture.

……

On the long official road, Li Mo and his party rode [elephant-maned horses], but they were wandering leisurely.

In the distance, the figure of Jiujiang Mansion appeared in sight like a giant.

"The capital of Liangzhou is ahead. Let's have a cup of tea before heading into the city."

Gu Changan looked at the teahouse beside the road and said.

"We're almost there, let's hurry on and rest in the city."

Li Mo looked at the Jiujiang Mansion so close and couldn't help but said.

"The things from Jiujiang Mansion are valuable..."

"You're really picky."

Li Mo said casually. He knew that Gu Changan didn't feel sorry for the small money, but was instinctively opposed to the place where he grew up.

I'm afraid that's what it means to be more timid when you're close to home.

Thinking of this, Li Mo didn't insist, got off his horse, walked into the tea room, and found a seat to sit down.

This kind of tea house is extremely simple, with a few tables, chairs, and a pot of tea, just for passers-by to rest.

As for food, there are only steamed buns and steamed buns.

It's not yet noon, and the business in the teahouse is quite deserted, with only sporadic customers.

"Lao Gu, how long have you been back?"

"I can't remember...I left when I was 15 years old, so it must have been ten years." Gu Changan said lightly.

"I'm here to report on my duties this time. We'll leave as soon as we're done."

"Nonsense, I wouldn't even want to come if it were possible."

Li Duan picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He still didn't know why the Liangzhou Chief Secretary, whom he had never met before, called him here.

"Gu Feifan... Judging by his name, he seems to be more difficult to get along with than the sect leader." Li Mo muttered in his heart.

"Sir, let me help you..."

At this moment, the waiter's warm greeting pulled Li Mo's thoughts away.

Li Mo looked up and saw a pretty and pretty girl pushing a wooden cart into the tea room.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the wooden wheel. He had a thin face and a beard reaching to his chest. He looked like a scribe in the mountains. However, his legs were covered with a thick velvet blanket, which seemed to be a disease.

"No need, we will do it ourselves."

The pretty girl rejected the waiter's attentiveness, pushed the middle-aged scribe to the table next to Li Mo, and ordered a pot of tea. However, she did not sit down, but stood respectfully behind the middle-aged scribe.

"What are you looking at?"

Gu Changan raised his hand and waved it in front of Li Mo's eyes, pulling his gaze back. "No...nothing..."

Li Mo calmed down and his peripheral vision had been lingering on the table next door for a long time.

The middle-aged scribe and the pretty girl looked like a pair of master and servant. Li Mo looked at them and felt that they were special, but he couldn't tell what was special about them.

"Little brother, you have such a good face..."

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe spoke, his voice soft and slow, like an echo in an empty valley, which not only made people feel reassured, but also deafening.

Li Mo raised his head and met his eyes. The middle-aged scribe raised his tea bowl and showed a kind smile.

"My husband is talking to you."

The pretty girl took a step forward and stared at Li Mo, seemingly dissatisfied with his silence.

"me!?"

Li Mo stared at the middle-aged scribe and couldn't help but said: "Qingqing is a fortune teller?"

"You... are rude." Hearing this, the pretty girl suddenly became unhappy.

However, before she could argue with Li Mo, she was stopped by a middle-aged scribe who raised his hand to signal.

The pretty girl's expression changed slightly, she gritted her teeth and pushed the middle-aged scribe to Li Mo's table.

"Little brother, I am not a fortune teller, but a collector."

"Collectors!?"

When Gu Changan heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "It turns out he is a businessman."

As long as a collector can live with rare goods, and if he collects rare treasures, there will be trade.

"I wonder what your husband usually collects?"

Perhaps because he was bored during the journey, Li Mo also became interested and asked casually.

“All rare and rare things are involved.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged scribe took out a small box from his arms. It was only half the size of a palm. The edges were gilded and looked quite precious.

"We are destined to meet each other. I give this little thing to the girl."

The middle-aged scribe's eyes turned slightly, but he pushed the delicate small box in front of the person who understood Pipa.

"What's in here?"

Xie Pipa frowned slightly, looking at the middle-aged scribe in front of her, feeling an inexplicable irritation in her heart.

As she spoke, she raised her hand to open it.

"Girl, please don't open it."

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe raised his hand to stop him.

"Why is this?" Li Mo didn't understand what he meant.

"The thing contained in this box is called [Earth Gold]... It is a very special ore... Once this box is opened, everyone within a radius of ten feet, including livestock, will involuntarily..."

The middle-aged scribe paused for a moment and then smiled.

"Diarrhea!"

"what!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he heard wrongly.

"Have loose bowels!?"

"Not bad!" The middle-aged scribe nodded proudly.

"This treasure is very rare. I have only had this little bit in my hands for so many years. It can be said that it is like a scorpion's shit. It is the only one (poisonous)."

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "If the girl gets married in the future and your husband treats you badly, you should let him open this box and take care of him."

"..."

When Xie Pipa heard this, his expression became a little unhappy.

If Li Mo hadn't been present, she would have stabbed this inexplicable middle-aged scribe to death.

"Thanks."

Xie Pipa suppressed her emotions and put the wooden box away.

"Sir's collection is... really special..."

When Li Mo saw this, he couldn't help but laugh. There was really nothing to boast about.

"Do you have any other interesting collections, sir?" Gu Changan couldn't help but ask.

"Although I have many treasures, the one I like the most is the sword."

The middle-aged scribe suddenly became serious.

"Hidden sword!?"

"That's right... I like to collect all famous swords and heavy weapons..."

The middle-aged scribe said calmly: "When I was young, I hid tens of thousands of swords, but later, they were all scattered."

"Why? How much will it cost?"

Li Mo finally saw that the middle-aged uncle in front of him was a man who was not short of money.

"If you want to hide a sword, you must first know the sword... Money is nothing compared to a real famous sword."

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly and looked at Li Mo as he spoke.

"I think my little brother is also a swordsman."

"Can this be seen?"

"But this little brother's sword is not very good. It has no sharp edge and is suffocated... It's not really a good sword. If there are big changes in the future, it might become a useful sword." The middle-aged scribe commented casually.

"Um!?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, as if there was something in his words.

"gentlemen……"

"Meeting each other means being destined..."

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe interrupted Li Mo before he could speak.

"I do have a sword here. It has been with me for many years. I can give it to my little brother today as a token of fate."

"Sir, I see..."

The middle-aged scribe did not wait for Li Mo to refuse, so he opened the blanket covering his legs and took out a wooden box.

He opened it, and there was a sword inside. The sword was three feet long, and the blade was dull and unopened. It was ordinary and without any highlights.

"Uncle, has this good sword been with you for many years? Have you been deceived?" Gu Changan couldn't help but asked as he looked at the dull sword.

"It's called Beichen Sword, and it will be my little brother's li from now on."

The middle-aged scribe gently stroked the sword body and pushed the dull sword to Li Mo.

"No reward for no merit..." Li Mo still wanted to refuse.

"If you don't accept it, I'm going to get sick..."

The middle-aged scribe covered his heart and said suddenly.

"We accept it..."

Gu Changan helped Li Mo pick up the dull sword, pulled Li Mo up, stood up and left.

"Isn't this a cheater?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Li Mo and got on his horse. The three of them rode away and gradually disappeared on the official road.

"Sir, why did you give the Beichen Sword to that boy?"

At this moment, the pretty girl looked at Li Mo and his party who had gone away, and finally couldn't help but express her dissatisfaction.

"Beichen... Beichen... that is the brightest star in the Xuantian sky in the far north..."

"Only in the long night can the light be dazzling!" The middle-aged scribe looked at the direction in which Li Mo was going and sighed quietly.

(End of this chapter)