"Zhou Qingmu, wake up."

Zhou Qingmu tried his best to regain consciousness. The scene in front of him made him feel as if he was in endless darkness, and a very familiar voice seemed to be calling him in his ears.

There was only an ancient sword stuck in the darkness in his eyes. Zhou Qingmu ran forward to grab the sword, but when his fingers were about to touch the sword, it disappeared. A back suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Facing his figure, the figure held a sword and had white hair scattered behind him.

"Master?" Zhou Qingmu called out in the darkness.

The figure did not turn around, but slowly spoke.

"Zhou Qingmu, congratulations. By chance, this sword broke the first seal."

"The first seal?" Zhou Qingmu was puzzled.

"This sword is called Burial Immortal! As for why this sword has a seal, I can't answer you. However, from the day I saw this sword, this sword has three seals. As I expected, this

The sword may have once been a holy weapon, a holy weapon that was superior to immortal weapons!"

Holy weapon! Everyone in the world knows that weapons and magic weapons are divided into three categories: magic weapons, spiritual weapons and immortal weapons! But the master who worshiped him by mistake in Zhou Qingmu in front of me actually said that this sword is a holy weapon that is superior to immortal weapons!

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Qingmu didn't know whether he was happy or surprised for a moment.

The figure holding the sword with his back to Zhou Qingmu spoke again: "I am your master but not your master. To be precise, I can only be regarded as the incarnation of your master left in this sword. So there are many

I can't answer your question. However, the reason why I came out today is because the first seal of this sword has been broken. Although this sword was once a holy weapon, now it can only be regarded as a good one at best.

It's just a magic weapon. After the first seal was broken, this sword has been promoted from an ordinary sword to the rank of a top magic weapon. It is enough for you to use now. But after all, this sword was once ranked as a holy weapon, so the sword contains spiritual wisdom.

, is gradually waking up now. When you wake up, you will realize it yourself."

After the figure finished speaking, he walked towards the endless darkness ahead. Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu quickly shouted: "How to break the seal in this sword?"

"I don't know."

"Then do you know where Mr. Ye went?"

"I don't know."

After Zhou Qingmu heard this, he could only stand there and watch "Li Qiubai" leave. At this time, the voice rang in his ears again.

"Go back."

As he finished speaking, a ray of white light poured into Zhou Qingmu's forehead. He felt that the world was spinning in front of him. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a strange sight in front of him.

At this time, Zhou Qingmu was lying on a bed whose bedding was made of quite expensive fabrics. As soon as he sat up, there was a stabbing pain in his head.

Zhou Qingmu's eyes turned from black to white, and a figure in green clothes dancing with a sword appeared in his eyes.

On the side, the maid who was being arranged by Tang Wensheng to serve Zhou Qingmu saw Zhou Qingmu wake up and immediately ran to inform Tang Wensheng.

Within a moment, Tang Wensheng, dressed in luxurious black clothes, walked into the room where Zhou Qingmu was. As soon as he came in, he looked at Zhou Qingmu, who was sitting on the bed with a white light in his eyes.

Tang Wensheng raised his hand to stop the maid behind him from exclaiming when she saw this scene, ordered the rest of the entourage to retreat and summoned the housekeeper Lou Lao.

At this moment, in Zhou Qingmu's eyes, the figure in green was slashing out with sword energy billowing from his hand.

The figure in green clothes turned around, held up the sword and said: "See clearly, this sword was created by me when I was young. This is the first sword technique passed down to you by my master. Remember its name, the sword energy is horizontal."

Qingqiu! The true meaning of this move lies within it!"

After saying that, the figure in Qingyi disappeared.

In the eyes of Tang Wensheng and Tang Zhenlou, who had just arrived, the young man sitting on the bed suddenly reached out and made a move, and the ancient sword that Tang Wensheng ordered to put on the table flew into Zhou Qingmu's hand. Then, the sword energy in Zhou Qingmu's hand was billowing, and he suddenly faced it.

He slashed out on the floor. A long gash appeared directly on the floor. If one examined carefully, there was still residual sword energy tearing through the crack.

After Zhou Qingmu swung the sword, he finally woke up and let out a long breath. Zhou Qingmu looked at the bedding on his body and his left arm that had been bandaged at some point, and then looked at the sword and the floor that he was holding tightly in his hand.

There were sword marks on his body. Only then did he realize that there were two people in the room looking at him.

Zhou Qingmu endured the pain in his left arm and quickly cupped his fists at the two of them and said, "Thank you both for helping me, Zhou Qingmu is very grateful!"

Seeing this, Tang Wensheng smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite, little friend. I would like to thank you for rescuing my little girl."

The old man in black next to Tang Wensheng, after observing the sword marks on the floor several times, said in a deep voice: "The young hero has such swordsmanship at such a young age. He must have learned it from some master of swordsmanship, right?"

Zhou Qingmu touched his head when he heard this and didn't understand what Tang Wensheng said: "All my swordsmanship comes from my mentor. I apologize for the inconvenience of revealing it. I wonder who my senior's daughter is?"

At this time, there were sudden bursts of footsteps outside the door, and a girl in green clothes with disheveled hair suddenly opened the door.

The maid who followed was still shouting anxiously: "Miss, you can't come in as the master ordered!"

After the girl in green clothes walked into the room, she looked at Zhou Qingmu who was sitting on the bed, and for some reason she hid behind Tang Wensheng.

Tang Wensheng looked at his daughter behind him with a bit of laughter, then looked at Zhou Qingmu and said: "Little friend Zhou, I guess you should know it by now, right?"

Zhou Qingmu naturally nodded after hearing this.

"We just heard that the little friend has woken up, so we came to visit. Since the little friend is fine, we will leave first. After the little friend has tidied up his clothes, we will come to the lobby to talk."

Seeing this, Tang Wensheng and Tang Zhenlou turned around and walked out of the house. Only the girl in green with her hair disheveled and Zhou Qingmu were left in the room.

"Thank you sir for the bowl of Yangchun noodles."

Tang Zijin looked at Zhou Qingmu who was sitting on the bed, pursed his lips, and said only one sentence for a long time.

"Ah, it doesn't matter."

Zhou Qingmu probably didn't expect the girl in front of him to say this.

"Um."

After saying that, Tang Zijin seemed to feel that there was something wrong with staying in this room, so he ran out with his long hair hanging loose.

After Zhou Qingmu saw her leaving, he pulled the quilt in front of him, got out of bed and put on his clothes.

After Zhou Qingmu tidied it up, the young man was shocked by the huge mansion in front of him. When had he ever seen such a magnificent palace-like mansion? Just when the young man didn't know how to leave, two maids were holding the dishes and cutting them.

The fruits are coming.

So Zhou Qingmu quickly stopped the two people in front of him and asked: "You two girls, which way to the lobby?"

When the two maids saw the handsome young man in front of them looking so flustered, they smiled and said, "Sir, please come with us."

"Okay." Zhou Qingmu replied readily after hearing this.

So, the young man carrying the sword followed the two maids to the main hall.

Along the way, the boy who had never seen much of the world was once again shocked. There were twists and turns in this courtyard, and it was at least two or three miles just to reach the lobby. There were many kinds of flowers, plants and famous trees planted there.

There are countless of them, and there are even a few places where expensive porcelain is placed. If this kind of porcelain were placed in Zhou Qingmu's hometown, I am afraid that it would be regarded as a family treasure by those wealthy families. I never thought that it would be in the home of the girl in Tsing Yi.

But it can only be placed in the courtyard.

At this moment, Zhou Qingmu suddenly felt that his guess about the girl in Tsing Yi's family background was completely wrong! But it also made Zhou Qingmu even more curious about why the girl in Tsing Yi said that this family was very boring. Maybe it was the trouble of a rich family?

After about half a stick of incense, Zhou Qingmu, who followed the two maids slowly, finally arrived at the lobby.

The tables and chairs in the lobby were all made of precious wood that Zhou Qingmu could not name, and a piece of precious porcelain was placed on each wooden table. Tang Wensheng, the head of the Tang family, was sitting on the wooden chair in the middle. Seeing that Zhou Qingmu had arrived, he gave orders

The servants arranged tea for him.

Zhou Qingmu found a place to sit casually at a wooden table. At this time, the two maids also placed a plate of sliced ​​fruits on the wooden table next to Tang Wensheng and Zhou Qingmu respectively, and then left.

Tang Wensheng said to Zhou Qingmu with a gentle smile: "These are the green spirit fruit and the purple blood fruit. They are both good spiritual fruits. Please use them with caution."

Zhou Qingmu didn't know the difference between this spiritual fruit that he had never seen before and ordinary fruits, so he was not polite and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Senior asked me to come here, what do you mean?"

The piece of Green Spirit Fruit was sweet in the mouth and could be swallowed after a little chewing. Zhou Qingmu also had a trace of pure Qi in his body. This shocked Zhou Qingmu and he almost spit out the crumbs of Spirit Fruit in his mouth.

"I invite Young Master Zhou here because it has something to do with my little girl. One is to thank the young master for taking the little girl out of the extremely dangerous Demon Broken Mountain. The other is that I have been with my little girl since she was a child..."

Tang Wensheng was speaking gently to Zhou Qingmu when an inappropriate voice from outside the lobby came in, interrupting Tang Wensheng's words.

"The head of the Tang family, Duan Jiuyuan, Lord of the Red Blood Sword of the Demon-Breaking Immortal Sect, is here to visit."

As soon as he finished speaking, a feminine young man dressed in black appeared at the entrance of the lobby. At this time, Tang Zhenlou, the Tang Mansion's butler who had been beside Tang Wensheng, took a step forward.

Tang Wensheng was furious when he saw this: "Duan Jiuyuan, why did you break into our Tang family without informing us? Do you really think you don't care about our Tang family anymore?"

After Zhou Qingmu heard this, the mystery in his heart was solved. It turned out that the person in front of him was actually the head of the Tang family, which could also explain why the courtyard in the mansion was so big. Could it be that the girl in green was the Tang family who was suffering from a serious illness on the notice?

Miss? Hearing Tang Wensheng's words again, there was a trace of speculation in his heart. Could it be that the person coming was the "lord" mentioned by the two men in red before?

Duan Jiuyuan's lips twitched slightly when he saw this, and he said frankly: "Master Tang, your yard is so big and it's too slow to wait for the servants to report, so I came in by myself. If I really want to blame, I can only ask the landlord

I always blame those useless elders and they can’t stop me."

Hearing this, Tang Zhenlou shouted sternly: "How presumptuous! Duan Jiuyuan, you are too arrogant! Are you afraid that you have forgotten the existence of this old guy like me?"

After saying that, Tang Zhenlou's body shook, and a terrifying power emitted from his body.

"Mr. Lou, why is this necessary? This junior is not here to provoke, but to apologize to Miss Tang."

The terrifying aura on Tang Zhenlou's body did not scare Duan Jiuyuan away, but at this moment, Jiuyuan lowered his body and said with his hands in hand.

Tang Wensheng, who was sitting in the high seat, sneered: "Then please tell me how to make amends for my little girl!"
Chapter completed!