Mozun and his Master Shizun

Chapter 34

"I have two messages for you, which one do you want to hear first?"

At this moment, Yan Xiao didn't bother to argue with the skinny and boundless system, he said weakly: "Let's talk about it first."

The system was silent for a moment before saying: "Both news are bad news, there is no good news."

Yan Xiao almost spat out another mouthful of blood, and said weakly: "Then why are you asking me? Hurry up and say something."

"The first news, because you landed before Qin Changfeng on the Sword Discourse Arena, so you are No.2, and No.1 is Qin Changfeng."

Yan Xiao was not surprised by this result, he waved his hand to signal the system to continue, and stop being a fool.

"The second news," the system's excellent pronunciation can clearly hear a trace of gloating, "because you have been recovering from your wounds for too long, so you will not have your share in taking the sword this time."

"Oh come on!"

Yan Xiao was so startled by his news that he turned over and half rolled and half jumped from the bed and fell to the ground.Because he had been lying down for several days in a row, the knees of the puffy young man knocked heavily on the wooden chair in front of him. He supported the table with one hand, grinned in pain but didn't dare to procrastinate, and ran out while pulling his shoes.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Yan Xiao grinned and ran out desperately holding his knees, not forgetting to argue with the system.

"You blame me for not living up to yourself?" The system rolled its eyes.

Yan Xiao was still running wildly, not caring about arguing with the system.At this moment, he was only thinking about following quickly, and he didn't notice at all that he was not in the sparsely populated and empty Kaiyang Peak, but in the disciple room on the main peak.Amidst the system's rambling "Your master and the others are having a meeting to discuss important matters", Yan Xiao, with long disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, quickly passed through countless disciples of the Arctic Palace who were staring at him and whispering, and rushed all the way to the entrance of the Arctic Palace. main entrance.

Well, I climbed [-] steps in one breath without any effort.

If people are unlucky to a certain extent, their luck will always get better.To put it more elegantly, it is called "No Extreme Peace"; to put it more bluntly, it is called "Bottomout".

It may be that the plot is unbearable. Yan Xiao crossed over to the Great Demon King, but because of such and other strange reasons, he not only failed to pretend to be compared, but was also abused every day. Just opened.

The seven big men who seemed to be thinking deeply and frowning came out one by one, but they didn't expect that there was Yan Xiao standing at the door, so they were somewhat surprised.Yan Xiao himself didn't expect such a coincidence to come here, so he directly met the teachers face to face, without any mental preparation, he was stunned.

Look at me on both sides, and I look at you, but Xu Shumo, who was at the end, walked up to him first, and said:

"How are you? Why are you here?"

Yan Xiao looked at him with his eyes and remembered that his body really seemed to be very unsightly, but at this point, he could only bite the bullet and smile awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "The disciple has rested, and I will come here to inform the master."

Uh……

The reason for this was too bad. The kindest Tan Shuci and Li Shuqi behind both had expressions that couldn't bear to look directly at them, not to mention the unnatural expressions of the other people.

Yan Xiao introspected for a second in the awkward air, peeking at Xu Shumo's expression, seeing that he was not dissatisfied, and even had an inexplicable light in his eyes, so he boldly continued:

"The disciple feels that he has almost recovered. Hearing that the brothers and sisters have just gone to the Tianji Peak Wanjian Valley to get the sword, I wonder if I can go with me..."

The head teacher, Zhou Shuchen, always disliked him. Seeing him so recklessly running over to make a request, he frowned and wanted to have a fit, but Xu Shumo nodded first and said, "Yes."

Even if he is the head teacher of the North Pole Palace, the number one sect in the cultivation world, Zhou Shuchen has never been able to break Xu Shumo, so he just kept silent with a face full of dissatisfaction, shaking his sleeves, regardless of the brothers and sisters present, and turned around. Back to the main hall of the Arctic Palace.

Hearing the sound of the palace door being slammed shut, Bai Shuqi sneered and said, "Brother, why are you so unhappy?" But he didn't want to know the answer, shaking his head, sucking in his breath while wiping himself Yan Xiao walked on the left, and the cold breath made the latter think of a snake spit out a letter. He couldn't help shrinking his neck, and looked at Xu Shumo pitifully.

Two of them left at once, and the others felt that it was meaningless, and they dispersed after a few polite words.On the contrary, Tan Shuci seemed to want to say a few words to Xu Shumo, after hesitating for a moment, he just stroked his beard, turned around and left.

"Master...?" Seeing that they had all left, Yan Xiao took a deep breath before rubbing against Xu Shumo's side and said, "Is it possible for the disciple to pass?"

"En." Xu Shumo summoned Feijian Zhaoying, and Yan Xiao jumped on it immediately.Xu Shumo looked at his mock-up carefully and pitifully huddled at one end, and the original dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

"Pay attention to your image in the future, don't embarrass Kaiyangfeng for me." Xu Shumo stretched out his hand to straighten Yan Xiao's collar, and then touched Yan Xiao's dickhead that made him look very unpleasant, but He himself really didn't have the talent, so he made more and more messes by doing things left and right.

Xu Shumo himself felt unreasonably depressed. Seeing that the master and apprentice were about to arrive, Yan Xiao still had an explosive head on his head. Xu Shumo simply stretched out his hand, and a light flashed in his sleeve. The messy hair at the back of the head was neatly tied up.

Yan Xiao stretched out his hand to touch the braids on the back of his head, and smiled silly at Xu Shumo.

Xu Shumo probably also felt that his little disciple was so stupid today that people couldn't bear to look directly at him, so he turned around not to look at him, jumped off the flying sword first, and met the disciples who had just arrived at Wanjian Valley of Tianji Peak.

They set off half a day earlier than Yan Xiao, and the two sides just met at this moment.

Standing behind Xu Shumo, Yan Xiao bowed to Zhong Jingping, who was leading the team, and was secretly proud of the surprised or envious eyes of his classmates.

"Look," Yan Xiao said to the system triumphantly, "how, how important it is to have a sword that can fly."

The system ignored him.

"So, even if the plot in this original book is mediocre and nothing happened, I can't miss it." Yan Xiao continued on his own regardless of whether the system likes to listen to it or not, "Immediately after that, it will be the first chapter of the cultivation world. It's the Martial Arts Conference, if there is no Feijian to go all the way, I'm afraid I will die of exhaustion."

"You stay awake."

The system finally couldn't help pouring cold water on him.

"I said, little swallow, have you forgotten that getting a sword in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords is all about fate, how can you guarantee that you will get a flying sword this time?"

Yan Xiao immediately misfired.

But the system refused to let him go, and was still chattering, "...not to mention that you already have the natal sword, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot... tsk tsk tsk... There will really be a flying sword willing to go with you ?"

Killing and punishing the heart, killing and punishing the heart.

"Okay, don't say any more..."

Yan Xiao had a headache.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, the system didn't say any more, noble and sneering at Yan Xiao, then contentedly entered the dormant mode, leaving Yan Xiao alone to worry.

That's right, I already have my natal sword, I'm afraid it will be cold to take the sword this time...

He lowered his head and walked forward thinking wildly, not paying much attention to the ground under his feet.This time, all the disciples who took the sword had their own thoughts, and they were worried about Xu Shumo's presence, so everyone remained silent until Yan Xiao stepped into the air and almost fell, then he reacted suddenly.

"what--"

Yan Xiao quickly shrank back, and suddenly bumped into the chest of the person behind him. He raised his head, and hit the other person's chin just in time.

That bang of bones sounded really loud and painful.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yan Xiao quickly stepped aside, and when he saw clearly the unlucky guy who was rubbing his red chin and gasping for air, his heart felt cold again.

"It doesn't matter, Junior Brother Yan just needs to be more careful."

Qin Changfeng smiled wryly.

There was a lot of commotion on their side, and all the eyes of a group of people gathered over. While whispering, Liu Jingyun looked at Yan Xiao who was blushing from embarrassment, and laughed with a "puchi".

Just as she was about to open her mouth to make a rescue, Xu Shumo, who was originally standing by a rock, walked over in large strides and stopped in front of them.

Xu Shumo lowered his eyes, stood at the break where Yan Xiao almost fell just now, and said lightly:

"In front of you is the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, where my Arctic Palace hides the divine weapons."

Everyone immediately straightened their expressions, and followed his gaze to look down the valley together.

They are standing at the top of the highest peak of Tianji Peak, with a transparent sky above their heads, and misty clouds and mists can be clearly seen between the cliffs and cliffs below their feet, gathering and then dispersing, and looking down through the layers of clouds, one The daunting huge valley occupied everyone's sight.

The dark golden sand flows violently in the valley, and the sand waves slap on the cliffs, making dull sounds from time to time, and as the yellow sand rolls, bright or dark metallic lights are reflected from time to time in the middle.

"Quick Sand Valley..." Liu Jingyun whispered.

Rao Yan Xiao had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble, thinking that he almost fell into it, and his heart was full of fear.

"Getting the sword in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords is all about chance. You take turns to condense your cultivation into sword energy and stab it into the valley." Xu Shumo turned his eyes around them, and after pausing on Qin Changfeng for a moment, he settled down. On Yan Xiao's waist, "If a flying sword appears from the valley within the time of a cup of tea, it will be a success."

"What if not?"

Yan Xiao was thinking about what the system said to him just now, and after hearing what Xu Shumo said, he took it without thinking.As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I realized what I had said, and I was full of complaints.

Everyone had expressions of embarrassment and worry mixed on their faces, but Xu Shumo remained expressionless:

"Wait for next time."