Ye Qingyun was startled.
Why does the sword-wielding Taoist on this mural look familiar?
Ye Qingyun didn't know that when he was looking at the murals, Mo Jianyang, Xu Tianzhong and other people from the Taixuan Sword Sect were secretly observing Ye Qingyun.
"Does the Imperial Master recognize this mural?"
Mo Jianyang asked tentatively.
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"do not know."
Mo Jianyang felt a little disappointed.
"Master Imperial Master, please take a seat."
After Ye Qingyun sat down, Huikong stood behind Ye Qingyun like a guard.
Mo Jianyang and others looked at Huikong with some fear.
They can all see that Huikong is a strong man in the realm of refining gods, and he is also a Buddhist, so his strength must be extraordinary.
In the entire Taixuan Sword Sect, only the sect leader Mo Jianyang is in the God Refining Realm.
"This national master's own cultivation is truly unfathomable, making it difficult for me to detect even the slightest breath!"
Mo Jianyang felt secretly awe-inspiring in his heart.
r> In his eyes, Ye Qingyun didn't have the slightest breath fluctuation in his body.
The way he moves his hands and feet is like a mortal.
But the more this happened, the more shocked Mo Jianyang was.
This shows that Ye Qingyun's cultivation level is unimaginably high and is a level that practitioners like them cannot reach.
Only in this state can we return to our original nature.
"Master, please have some tea."
Mo Jianyang personally served tea to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was also a little flattered that the leader of a sect lowered his posture so much.
"Sect Master Mo is too polite."
Ye Qingyun quickly stood up and took the tea cup.
That's the way he is. If others are polite to him, he will be more polite to others.
"Sect Leader Mo, please be frank. Inviting me here should be more than just a guest, right?"
Mo Jianshan smiled slightly awkwardly.
Ye Qingyun would not simply think that people invited him here just because they admired him.
There must be some purpose.
In Ye Qingyun's opinion, as long as it's not a bad thing, then he can help if he can.
"The Imperial Master is indeed wise. I don't dare to hide the Imperial Master anymore."
Mo Jianyang cupped his hands, and then took out something from the storage bag.
A sword box!
This sword box looks very old and full of vicissitudes of life.
Mo Jianyang held the sword box with both hands.
"We have long heard that the Imperial Master is knowledgeable about the past and present, knows the world and the earth, and is well-informed."
Mo Jianyang complimented Ye Qingyun.
It was like blowing Ye Qingyun into an omniscient and omnipotent being.
It made Ye Qingyun very embarrassed.
"I invite the Imperial Preceptor to come here. Do you want to ask the Imperial Preceptor to take a look at the origin of this sword?"
After Mo Jianyang finished speaking, he handed the sword box to Ye Qingyun with both hands.
Ye Qingyun lowered his head and glanced.
I saw two words that seemed to be engraved on the sword box.
Chunyang!
Chapter completed!