Chapter 326: The Sword Forged by Master Xu, One Ounce of Gold Each; Zhongshang Wants to Become Master Yi's Apprentice?

Xu Yu sighed slightly and continued: "It's a pity that this Shuihan Sword can be recast into a semi-sacred treasure, but because I was too conceited at the time, the sword was incomplete. Now even if I recast it again, it will still be useless." It’s just a matter of making amends.”

"However, although this sword is a literary treasure, with the blessing of your poems, it is enough to stand up to the semi-saint treasure."

"Thank you sir for recasting the Shui Han Sword." Ci Song saluted him.

Xu Yu waved his hand and replied: "No, what is recast this time is not just the Shui Han Sword, but the ingenuity I lost back then."

"I'll leave first. If you like this sword from Jianchi Mountain, I'll give it to you." After saying that, Xu Yu's figure disappeared in front of everyone, leaving only a hearty laugh.

"Send it to Mr. Xu."

Ci Song saluted to the sky, then turned to look at a few people and said, "Then let's go too?"

"Wait a minute, these swords haven't been taken yet!"

Zhuang Diemeng trotted all the way to the sword pond and began to pick a sword.

"Although these swords are not of high grade, and most of them are only used by people to cultivate their skills, after all, they were made by Master Xu back then. Rather than leaving them to others, it is better for us to keep them ourselves."

As she spoke, Zhuang Diemeng walked to a sword near the sword pool and prepared to pull it out. However, when she held the hilt of the sword and used all her strength, she could not move it at all.

"What's going on? Why can't these swords be drawn out?"

Zhuang Diemeng did not believe in evil and continued to use force, even releasing the Yin and Yang Qi to bless her body. However, no matter how hard she tried, the sword showed no sign of being pulled out.

"As you said, although these swords are not of high grade, they are spiritual swords. You must let them recognize you before you can pull them out."

Ning Pingping stepped forward, stretched out two fingers, and whispered, "Sword out."

As Ning Ping'an's voice fell, all the long swords in the sword pool began to tremble, and then thousands of flying swords flew out from the sword pool, gathering in the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

"How spectacular."

Ci Song looked at the rain of swords that covered the sky and the sun, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Die Meng, Ci Song, you two use swords. There are a total of one thousand three hundred and seventy-three long swords here. I will take one and share the others with you."

Ning Ping'an's voice sounded again, and then he swung the blue sword in his hand, and the thousands of flying swords were divided into two waves, flying towards Ci Song and Zhuang Diemeng respectively.

Seeing this, Ci Song waved the Shuihan Sword in his hand and pocketed all the first wave of flying swords. Zhuang Diemeng was not inferior at all, using Xiaoyao Sword Technique and spent some effort to subdue all the flying swords, but she did not Instead of putting it in his pocket, he turned to look at Ci Song and said, "Ci Song, one sword and one tael of gold, do you want to exchange it?"

Hearing this, Ci Song frowned and looked at Zhuang Diemeng with a speechless expression. This little girl wants to take the sword in the sword pool and exchange it for the golden flower, right?

"Pfft." Mo Yao couldn't help laughing, and she gently covered the corners of her mouth to avoid showing her ugly face.

"Should I change it?" Zhuang Diemeng asked again when Ci Song didn't respond.

"Change, change everything."

Ci Song replied with a dark look on his face, if Master Xu knew that his sword was sold to others by Zhuang Diemeng for one tael of gold a piece, I wonder if Master Xu would be mad.

"okay."

A bright smile appeared on Zhuang Diemeng's face, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth. He stretched out his left hand and said: "Pay with one hand and deliver with the other. No credit."

"Good guy, you have learned all my special language."

Ci Song complained, then took out a box of gold, which contained eight hundred taels of gold, and threw it to Zhuang Diemeng.

Zhuang Diemeng opened the box, looked at the box full of gold, and shouted: "There is so much gold, you can buy a lot of things you like!"

Ci Song put the long sword into the jade pendant. Speaking of which, he still doesn't know how much stuff his little personal disciple jade pendant can hold, but at least these more than a thousand long swords should be no problem.

"Okay, let's go too. If we go further north and cross the Korean border, we can go to Wei State."

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In Zilu Academy, in the Saint's Tower, Zhong Bo is sitting opposite the dean's seat, holding a letter from Zhong Qi in his hand: "Father, my son is in good health. My son will be half a year old in Yansheng Academy. My son will be many years old." In terms of learning, compared with the style of Zilu Academy, the students of Yansheng Academy will all regard them as senior brothers, and they will be better than other students, especially Mr. Yi of the academy, who is upright and unyielding. Passing it on personally, practicing the style of a gentleman, makes the son particularly shocked. Today's book, I want to be invited by my father, and my son wants to learn from Mr. Yi, so I ask my father to accept it."

"I really didn't expect that Zhong Qi's letter actually wanted to take Yi Guitu as his disciple."

Zhong Bo slowly put down the letter in his hand, sighed softly, and said: "Yi Guilu is an upright person. Although his talent is damaged and his literary skills are low, he is worthy of the name of a gentleman. I think Zhong Qi must have been attracted by the gentleman's style in him." attract."

"If Zhong Qi can really return home in the future, I will feel relieved."

Suddenly, Zhong Bo felt a cold breath coming from behind him, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, which made him tremble all over and couldn't help but shudder.

"who?"

Zhong Bo suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from, but there was nothing there except an empty room.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Xiaobo, your perception has improved a lot."

A figure slowly stepped out of the void. The person was wearing a green shirt and had a smile on his face.

"Master Chen, why are you here?" Zhong Bo quickly stood up and bowed to the man.

"Xiao Bo, I've told you so many times that you are the descendant of Zilu, the sub-saint, and you shouldn't bow to me."

The man waved his hand, and then he walked to the dean's seat and sat down, "Xiao Bo, I heard that you sent Zhongsang to Yansheng Academy to be a student slave, why is that?"

"Master, this is a long story. The reason why I sent Zhongsang to Yansheng Academy was really helpless."

Zhong Bo sighed and said, "Master, why did you come here in person? If you want to find Zhong Bo, let me know and I will visit you in the master's hall."

"After all, I was the dean of Zilu Academy for a few years. I came back to take a look and miss you."

The man smiled and said, "Besides, you are my only disciple in this world. I came back from the Chaos Realm, so naturally I have to come and see how you are doing recently."

"Master, Zhong Bo will never forget your kindness." Zhong Bo bowed to him.

"Xiao Bo, the Wenyun Pearl has appeared in the world. Do you know about this?"

"I have not left the academy these days, so I don't know about this." Zhong Bo replied truthfully.

The man just smiled and replied: "I have reported this to the Saint Master. He told us to take it first, and then..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a man kicking open the door of the room.

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