Chapter 777 My Name Is Xuan Cang!

night.

After two days of seclusion, I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to go surfing and learn more about recent news.

I had heart palpitations for no reason.

In the "perception", there is also a bit more dangerous fluctuations at this time.

Xu Xiaoshou was pressed and ran back from outside the building, shouting that Xin Gugu, who had just failed to use all his strength and tried to fight bloody hard, raised his eyes and looked outside the building.

Outside the first floor of the sky, in the direction of the Holy Temple, there was a faint and shocking wave.

In the past, it would have been difficult for Xu Xiaoshou to notice.

But this time, not only "perception" has reached the throne level, but all the mastery passive skills throughout the body have also reached the throne level.

Having experienced too many Taoist insights in the world of Yuan Mansion, Xu Xiaoshou could keenly detect that it was a wave of Taixu.

Moreover, mixed with it is an astonishing sword intent that looks like calling an army to task.

"Rao Yaoyao!"

Without thinking too much, Xu Xiaoshou confirmed the identity of the visitor.

The red-robed Taoist Master, Rao Yaoyao, one of the Seven Sword Immortals!

"coming……"

Thinking about it with your toes, Rao Yaoyao couldn't just happen to be passing by.

With the Yunlun Mountains matter settled, this female swordswoman must have wanted to find out what was going on before she went straight to the first floor of the sky.

Xu Xiaoshou had previously been curious as to why Vigil in Red didn't come looking for him.

Guess, maybe the vigilante was frightened by the Meisi people, and then he let it go.

In exchange, a person with an even more incredible identity and strength came to question him.

"Where's Liu Changqing?" Xu Xiaoshou looked at the people around him.

Xin Gugu also realized at this moment that Xu Xiaoshou was in something wrong.

Although he had not sensed Rao Yaoyao's fluctuations, Xu Xiaoshou looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, which made him temporarily give up the idea of ​​fighting again.

"Not yet." Mo Mo replied.

"You guys hide for a while..." Xu Xiaoshou said for a moment.

He thought about whether the two ghost beast bodies could withstand the nose of the red-robed ruler, or not.

So he waved his hand and said, "Enter Yuan Mansion."

Mo Mo and Xin Gugu were stunned. They realized something was wrong and did not dare to ask any more questions. They followed the fluctuations in the space above their heads and disappeared.

"Hey, where are Brother Xiao Xin and Sister Mo?" Xiao Wanfeng had just arrived and was a little curious when he saw the two of them missing.

"Going to do some work." Xu Xiao was inconvenienced and said more.

Xiao Wanfeng didn't pay attention to these small details and returned to an urgent expression: "Master Xu, there are enemies..."

"I know, there are indeed enemies, but you can't join in the fun, so go to bed first." Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Xiao Wanfeng said "Oh" and thought the same thing. With such a big hole, Mr. Xu would have to be blind to not know that there was an enemy attack.

Then he left while muttering that Mr. Xu felt something had changed, but felt the same, and left.

He wanted to go back to sleep.

As a result, I thought that these two Japanese were taking advantage of Mr. Xu's absence to be lazy. Now that the master is back, they should be more discerning.

So he endured his sleepiness and ran to the gate to continue standing guard.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally saw this and didn't say anything more, letting Xiao Wanfeng work overtime. This scroll king...

Mu Zixi, who looked like a curious baby on one side, was still wondering: "Master Xu?"

"Rao Yaoyao is here. Go back to the house. He probably didn't come here to find you or me." Xu Xiaoshou gave a rare explanation.

Rao Yaoyao?

Mu Zixi's heart tightened and she opened her mouth again and again. She was afraid that whatever she said now would be heard by others, so she held it back and turned around to go back to the house.

"Being worried, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou also returned to the house.

He didn't think Rao Yaoyao was here to find him.

There is no reason for a giant of this level to talk to a junior like him.

It was probably the night watch that day that conveyed the relationship between "Master Xu" and Mr. Siren, which shocked the senior management.

This time, Rao Yaoyao, as expected, came to see Mr. Siren.

"Did I miss any loopholes..."

While Xu Xiaoshou recalled his behavior and language during the night battle in Wangcheng, he entered the room anxiously and locked the door.

Everything flashed through his mind at the speed of light, and he stood on the enemy's side, trying to find his own flaws.

In the end, only during the battle in Zhongcheng District, I found out that I had a few words of communication with the Meisi people.

"That's not true, is it?"

Such memories made Xu Xiaoshou's heart stir.

But soon he relaxed again.

Meisi people showed that they had some contact with "Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou", but it was only a matter of a few words. Even if they were closer, they could not express anything.

A person like Mr. Si Ren is a manifestation of his love for talent.

Who wouldn't be tempted by "Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou"'s extraordinary talent in swordsmanship?

Moreover, even if he attracted the attention of everyone in the royal city in one battle that day.

The Dragon Fusion Realm can block outside perception. Xu Xiaoshou learned this from Sang Lao as early as when he was in Tiansang Ling Palace.

Theoretically, the spiritual masters in the royal city cannot see the communication between themselves and the Meisi people. It is hard to say whether Rao Yaoyao can see it or not...

But when Mei Si communicates with "Holy Slave Xu Xiaoshou", will he not subconsciously block external perceptions and only leave opportunities for the enemy to take advantage of?

impossible!

"One step is one step."

Xu Xiaoshou lay on the bed, closed his eyes and covered himself with the quilt to "practice", but his "perception" remained motionless, spying on the outside world.

…

Under the dark night, Void Island loomed high in the sky, with a formidable momentum.

On the top of the first tower in the sky, a man from Meisi is dressed in a green shirt, with a crane-haired beard and an immortal spirit. He is shaking a folding fan and looking at nothingness.

"You came."

"I am coming."

A red wave shadow appeared in the void. Rao Yaoyao, carrying the Xuan Cang Divine Sword on his back, bowed and said, "Mr. Si Ren."

Meisi people are the elders.

Even though the two of them are ranked among the Seven Sword Immortals, Rao Yaoyao cannot ignore the lofty swordsmanship status of "Mr. Si Ren".

Mei Siren put away the folding fan in his hand, with a slight smile in his eyes. His eyes returned from the Xuan Cang Divine Sword and fell on the woman standing out of thin air not far away.

He looked at it for a few times and said with a sigh: "I still remember that when I first saw you at Guizhe Holy Mountain, you were just a little baby..."

After speaking, Mei Siren stretched out his hand and gestured the height in front of his legs, and said with a smile: "You are still just a sword sect practitioner."

"Yes."

Memories flashed through Rao Yaoyao's eyes, and there was rare respect and apology in his words: "When I first came to the East Heaven Realm, and when I first came to the Royal City, Yaoyao actually sensed Mr. Siren's position, but he had a mission and couldn't. I came to see you as soon as possible. I hope you will forgive me."

In the training room, Xu Xiaoshou was lying on the bed and was surprised.

He had only heard of Mr. Seven Swordsman Mito's name.

But I had never thought before that Mr. Siren, who was full of students and plums, had such a high social status.

Even Rao Yaoyao, who is one of the Seven Sword Immortals, must perform the courtesy of a junior when they meet?

"Am I too rude?"

When I think about my daily life, relying on my status as a half-sage successor, I talk to Mr. Siren and say "this young master" from time to time.

Only when asking the old swordsman sincerely, he would address him with the word "you". Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt a little ashamed.

He felt like he was floating.

The kind of ecstasy.

At the door of the first floor of the sky, Xiao Wanfeng was still standing on the night guard.

Mr. Xu treats people very well and rarely asks people to work overtime. Even if he takes himself out for a long time on weekdays, he will ask for a raise when he comes home.

Xiao Wanfeng had never encountered such a boss before. He thought Mr. Xu was a good person and volunteered to work more overtime.

Now he was standing at the door, frightened by the unknown enemy, while vigilantly searching around for the direction where the night attacker might have appeared.

Suddenly, feeling something in his heart, Xiao Wanfeng raised his eyes and looked at the night sky.

There is no moonlight in the sky, only a majestic island city.

Below the Sky City, a stunning red figure stood in the sky.

"enemy!"

Xiao Wanfeng was startled and immediately wanted to report back to Mr. Xu, saying that he had discovered traces of the enemy.

But the next second, the red figure in the pupils enlarged, and Xiao Wanfeng was shocked.

"Rao Jianxian?"

He looked around for a while, but there was no one around him, so he couldn't tell whether it was his imagination.

Casting his gaze to the square in the distance outside the building, even though he was a mortal and a swordsman with excellent eyesight, Xiao Wanfeng could see that none of the spiritual masters in the pilgrimage square had found any trace of Rao Jianxian.

Even though most of these people looked up at the Sky City in the night, they directly passed by Rao Jianxian's figure, as if they had not seen this person.

Xiao Wanfeng was sure that no one else could see him because no one would be so calm when meeting the Sword Immortal.

"Then why can I see it?"

Xiao Wanfeng was very surprised.

He felt that those people in the square were the norm.

How could I, a mere mortal, see the true form of Rao Jianxian?

"What is Rao Jianxian doing here?"

Confused, Xiao Wanfeng stepped forward and quickly reached the tree in the courtyard.

He leaned against the big tree and looked in the direction where Rao Jianxian was leaning, and suddenly saw Mr. Siren on the top of the tower.

At this moment, Xiao Wanfeng's pupils lost focus, and his eyes gradually enlarged.

"Sword Immortal Night Talk?"

As an ancient sword cultivator, how lucky is this to be able to see this scene?

On weekdays, let alone the Sword Immortal talking at night, the traces of a single Sword Immortal may be difficult for the world to catch.

And now...

Rao Jianxian carried the divine sword on his back, and under the sky city, he took advantage of the night to visit Mr. Siren, the senior among the Seven Swordsmen.

In the eyes of Xiao Wanfeng, a mortal ancient sword cultivator, this scene is almost eternity.

"I can do it too, one day!"

Xiao Wanfeng clenched the wooden sword tightly, secretly excited in his heart, and made a vow that had no content, but that he pursued throughout his life.

Soon, he sighed.

"pity……"

After all, the human body is limited.

Even though he studied and practiced swordsmanship, he forged a pair of eyes that could withstand illusions and could spy on the true form of the Double Sword Immortal.

But the ear power is not that powerful.

He couldn't hear the contents of Sword Immortal's night talk at all.

What a pity!

At this moment, a mysterious voice sounded: "Boy, can you see me?"

"who!"

Xiao Wanfeng was startled and looked around as if he was seeing a ghost.

However, there was no one around. He suspected that someone with contact with the power of Tao had hidden his true body so that he could not see it.

But he can see the Seven Sword Immortals, who can hide around?

special power?

"No need to look for it. Look up. Do you want to listen to the Sword Immortal's conversation?" The voice sounded again.

This time Xiao Wanfeng understood clearly.

The voice was mysterious and extraordinary, not like human speech, but the meaning it conveyed was clearly understood by myself.

On top?

Xiao Wanfeng raised his head.

There are only two sword fairies talking to each other above. Is there a third person present?

Moreover, what happened to this voice? It came directly from my mind...

The spiritual master's sound transmission technique?

"Who are you?"

Xiao Wanfeng felt that the voice had no malice, but he was unsure, so he could only ask in his mind.

"My name is Xuan Cang!"

When the strange voice appeared again, Xiao Wanfeng felt that his pores exploded, and the wooden sword in his hand began to tremble.

Xuan Cang?

Who is this?

Xiao Wanfeng said that he had never met such a person.

But soon, his eyes locked on the long sword on Rao Yaoyao's back...

"This?"

He was shocked at the moment, and goose bumps suddenly stood up.

Xuan Cang?

The sword Xuan Cang?

The object of the Holy Temple to suppress the destiny, one of the five chaos artifacts that no one in the world can recognize its master, the sword spirit of the Xuan Cang sword?

It, is it talking to me?

Xiao Wanfeng's first reaction was to think that this was too ridiculous. Could it be that Master Xu was playing a prank?

"Master Xu?" So he responded in his mind.

The voice did not appear for a long time, and it seemed to be stunned by his call.

Just when Xiao Wanfeng concluded that this was not Xu Shao playing a prank on him, but the real Xuan Cang Sword Spirit was talking to him, he was filled with ecstasy.

"Yes!"

"I want to listen to the night talk of the Sword Immortal!"

With a buzz, his mind shook.

The sound of airflow and conversation in the sky became extremely clear at this moment.

At the same time, the voice of the Xuan Cang Sword Spirit came in: "Boy, do you want to become a Sword Immortal, or even surpass the Sword Immortal?"

This voice suddenly sounded like a devil's temptation, full of temptation.

Even though Xiao Wanfeng was used to big scenes, he couldn't hold it anymore at this moment, and his heart was beating wildly.

God!

Xuan Cang Sword chose me?

Why? So I am the son of destiny?

The picture of holding the sword, stepping on Xu Shao, and punching the Eight Zun An floated in his mind at this moment... Xiao Wanfeng felt that he had made it to the end and there was hope for the future.

"No, you are not!"

The voice of Xuan Cang Sword Spirit sounded again at the right time, and it was the first to end Xiao Wanfeng's fantasy, and then said:

"I saw the sword intent in your heart, because your spirit is high enough, so you have the qualifications to talk to me."

"But in this era, there are not many people in the world who have this qualification."

"I want to give you a chance."

Xiao Wanfeng didn't care about the end of his fantasy, and he didn't care about the conversation of the sword fairy at this moment, just asked: "Why me?"

The Xuan Cang Sword Spirit was silent for a while.

It didn't seem to lie, and said calmly: "Because the first two people rejected me."

Xiao Wanfeng: ? ? ?

What the hell!

The first two people rejected you, so you came to me... I am a spare tire?

"Excuse me, who are the first two people you are talking about?" Xiao Wanfeng hesitated for a long time before asking such a self-consciously abrupt question, but he was very curious and couldn't help it.

Xuan Cang Sword Spirit: "You Tu, Ba Zun An."

"Bang" sounded.

At that moment, Xiao Wanfeng held a blank head, lost the ability to speak, and fell to the ground as if his soul had left his body.

I was recognized?

The sword spirit of Xuan Cang Sword chose me?

It felt that I had the qualifications to be on par with the head of the Seven Sword Immortals, Grandpa You Tu, and the Eighth Sword Immortal?

Anxiety, tension, excitement, ecstasy...

The mood was changing rapidly, and Xiao Wanfeng couldn't find a word to express his feelings at the moment.

If you offer kindness for no reason, you are either a traitor or a thief.

Suddenly, such a thought flashed through his mind.

There are not many people in the world who can feel that the other party has intentions when being invited by Xuan Cang Sword.

Xiao Wanfeng really dared to think, and he really dared to ask: "What do you want? Am I worthy?"

He himself felt that he was a little unqualified...

Xuan Cang Sword Spirit: "You are worthy! I have only one request, come to Guizhe Holy Mountain to find me, and after becoming the sword holder of the sword, kill the sword holder with four swords for me."