Chapter 693: Draw the Sword!

Others do:

The boat has passed through thousands of mountains!

This sect master does:

Mountain! See, there is a mountain ahead!

A bunch of idiots, you can even hit this!

——Taken from the Supreme Saint Demon of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Moshen's "My Diary" No. 2751

Zhang Mo opened his mouth slightly.

Didn't you go to buy grilled fish?

Why is it related to upgrading again?

Master Qijun stepped forward and asked directly: "Have you also found a task to upgrade? What task is it? Tell me. Can you do it?"

The Envoy Fang Ri said quickly: "Next to the grilled fish on the corner, there is a task, which is to pull out the big sword on the ground. Whoever can pull out this sword can get the blessing of the Five Precepts Venerable and upgrade on the spot."

Master Qijun was surprised and said: "This task doesn't sound difficult. How did you find it?"

The Envoy Fang Ri looked at Zhang Mo.

Immediately, Lord Qijun's expression softened and he said, "God Envoy Fangri, you have been worrying about this. I am abrupt, I apologize to you."

Zhang Mo blinked and hummed.

Although it seemed that it was not his intention.

But it was obvious that the credit was put on his head again.

Looking at the excitement of God Envoy Fangri, those who knew it would think that someone else was pulling out his sword.

"Go and have a look?"

Zhang Mo said.

He wanted to see what tricks Xiao Huang was playing.

This task doesn't sound sexy enough!

It is somewhat inconsistent with Xiao Huang's usual style.

It won't be a task deliberately left for this sect master, let's go and have a look!

"Okay, let's go together!"

Lord Qijun asked God Envoy Fangri to lead the way, and the group immediately went to the corner of the street.

The monsters and various human-like things on the road kept stealing different glances at Lord Qijun and his people.

Five-level humans are obviously not safe here.

Some monsters even wanted to make a move with Fang Ri, and they looked very "admiring".

I have to say, their taste is really strong.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense, Fang Ri looks very lucrative.

If it weren't for the light of the third-class mark on Zhang Mo's hand, monsters would probably come to cause trouble.

There was even a horse-headed man who wanted to buy Lord Qi and his people from Zhang Mo.

He held the crystal in his left hand and waved his right hand repeatedly, saying: "I have money, fifth-class human, sell it to me."

Zhang Mo pushed it away, it's great to have money.

You dare to buy anything.

It's really...

If you dare to buy, this sect master dare not sell it!

After this incident, Zhang Mo realized that the identity of a fifth-class human is indeed not easy in the city. It is estimated that when Lord Qi and his people went out to find upgrade tasks, they encountered many such things.

No wonder Lord Qi was so angry!

Outside, they are all people who stamp their feet and all nations have to shake three times.

Here, even if he was angry, he was only angry for a moment.

His mentality was not broken, and his mood was quite good.

Zhang Mo quickly asked where Lord Jianwu had gone?

Could it be that he was taken away by some monster and cut into pieces and sold on the street?

That would be too tragic!

This sect master saw...

At least two pounds of blood had to be saved!

Fortunately, this kind of thing is unlikely to happen. When Zhang Mo and his friends walked to the corner of the street, they saw that Lord Jianwu had been waiting with people.

He even waved to Zhang Mo and others.

When everyone arrived, they immediately saw that there was indeed a sword stuck in the corner of the street.

But this sword was not the same as imagined. It was a little big and round. It looked like a pillar no matter how you looked at it.

How did you know it was a sword?

Zhang Mo wanted to ask someone else.

As a result, Lord Qijun asked him first: "Pleiades God Envoy, your eyesight is really good. But how did you know it was a sword?"

Well, the question was asked back.

Zhang Mo calmly replied: "I saw it with my eyes."

This sentence stopped the others from asking.

Fortunately, we have been together for so long, and we all know that Lord Pleiades God Envoy has always been "mysterious" and "treasures with words"!

If you don't want to say it, don't say it.

Go forward and take a look. There are words on the ground.

"You can upgrade by drawing the sword, and you will be blessed. Welcome to challenge!"

There are words on the pillar.

Zhang Mo said:

"The Unsatisfactory Big Stick Sword weighs 13,500 pounds!"

Tsk tsk tsk, it's really a bit heavy!

It seems that this sect master has no chance of pulling it out.

The other races and monsters on the street saw that there were many people in front of the "pillar sword", and they couldn't help but step forward and completely blocked the road.

"The fifth-level human is going to draw the sword!"

"Haha, I want to upgrade to the fourth level."

"Let's see if they have the ability to do it!"

More and more people are watching.

Nodding, Zhang Mo waved and said, "Come on, let's all try."

Master Qijun originally thought that Zhang Mo would choose to be the first one to go up.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mo was so "generous" to give the opportunity to others first.

"Well, the Pleiades God Envoy is indeed cold on the outside but warm on the inside!"

Master Qijun praised.

Zhang Mo frowned when he heard it.

Is that so?

Let's not talk about the warm heart, everyone's heart is warm, otherwise they will die.

What's the matter with the cold face?

Where is the cold face? It's such a waste of food!

Bring it to this sect master!

Master Qijun was not polite and was ready to "draw the sword" himself.

However, Master Jianwu next to him stopped him and said, "Old man Qijun, you can't control it, let me go first."

Master Qijun glared and said, "Do you have any shame?"

Master Jianwu replied: "I've been with Zhang Laoba for so long that I've lost my face."

Master Qijun thought about it and nodded: "What you said makes sense."

Zhang Mo listened and felt something was wrong.

What's going on? You two are competing, why do you involve me?

Why am I shameless?

This sect master is the most shameless.

If you don't believe me, give me two braised pig faces to try.

Crack, crack, crack, I'll eat them all!

Master Qijun and Master Jianwu chatted for a long time.

Finally, the two of them were separated by a fair, just and open "paper-scissors-hammer".

Then Master Jianwu came to the pillar sword with a wild laugh and said with a smile: "As long as it's a sword, there is nothing I can't pull out. The sword is me, and I am the sword!"

Zhang Mo looked at his smile and nodded repeatedly: "It's really cheap."

Master Jianwu pretended not to understand, pressed the pillar sword with one hand, released his vitality, and at the same time, combined his waist and horse, and began to exert force.

"Get up!"

With a loud shout, the whole ground shook.

The Kuimu Envoy walked to Zhang Mo and said, "Master, you are still strong! You see, you are going to pull the sword... well, it doesn't move at all?"

When Kuimu Envoy was halfway through his words, he suddenly found something wrong.

Master Jianwu was so explosive, but he still couldn't pull it up?

A sword that can't be pulled out even in the Void Realm?

Is this possible?

Is this really an illusion?

Master Jianwu was also shocked. He knew best how much power he had exploded with all his strength.

"Impossible? It's just 13,500 jin. Why can't I pull it out!"

At this time, a group of all races outside laughed loudly.

One of them pointed at the pillar sword and said, "Look carefully, it's not 13,500 jin, it's more than 13,500 jin, and there is a word "more" below it!"