Chapter 113: Immortal disappears, spirituality remains

Wanren returned to her sheath, and the heavy rain quickly turned into light rain, falling in a steady patter.

On the river.

"Many, thank you Master for helping me!"

The black-faced boy's slightly stuttering voice sounded, his eyes full of shock, standing on the ship, holding a sword and speaking to the surroundings.

Boss Ji, who was lying on his stomach, got up tremblingly and looked at him and then at the sky with fearful eyes.

The look on his face was that of lingering fear and hope of survival.

"Master?"

In the restaurant, Wei Hong finally realized what she was doing, and a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face.

Wang Shaodang learned from "Zhao Sanhen", and his skills naturally came from the mysterious land god, who was equivalent to half of the apprentice of the old land god.

Fortunately, he had previously wanted Wang Shaodang to join Buried Sword Peak and become his junior disciple.

It’s really overestimating one’s abilities!

"Old senior is really a dragon that sees its head but not its tail. With one move, thousands of swords and swords in the world will surrender."

Gongsun Ming exclaimed in admiration, and pulled out the unparalleled sword that had just automatically unsheathed and flown into the sky, flying with Wan Ren. He looked at the sword with eyes that were fascinated and intoxicated.

This sword is as famous as the Tianxia Dao in Chu Nantian's hand. It is a magical weapon crafted by Nangong Qi, the previous master of the Zhujian Pavilion.

But for decades, Gongsunming just stuck it on the boulder at the top of Buried Jian Peak, never used it, and never looked at it again.

now.

This sword was summoned by the elders in the terrestrial fairyland. It clanged out of its sheath, jumped into the sky and circled and danced. After it was put back into its sheath, it seemed to possess some kind of spirituality.

Gongsun Ming couldn't tell what it was, but he just had a hazy feeling. He seemed to feel the sword humming softly, narrating, sensing the heaven and earth, and jumping happily.

The Unparalleled Sword is a magical weapon crafted by the master of the Zhujian Pavilion himself. A lot of extraterrestrial black iron was added to it. The Zhujian Pavilion worked together for twenty years to build it. When it was born together with the Tianxia Sword, everyone in the world was shocked and came to the Zhujian Pavilion together.

Watch the moment when the sword of the world, the unparalleled sword, was born.

But no matter how good these two swords are, they are nothing more than a pile of iron.

Only now, after being summoned by the old land immortal with one move, has this sword truly become a magic weapon!

"If my old friend Nangong was still alive, I would probably shed tears of joy right now."

Holding the sword, Gongsun Ming sighed.

"Is this specially given to us by the seniors?"

On the boat, Li Changhao held a long sword in his hand and felt some special artistic conception.

Not far away, the old man Wenxian, with his empty hands, looked up at the sky and did not move for a long time.

He has no weapons in his hands.

But I feel it more than anyone else.

Although the road that cannot be found is still not found, there is an extra door in the sky. Now that the door is there, the only problem is how to walk up to it and open it!

"Pass the order."

On the rooftop of the nine-story pavilion, Chu Nantian pulled out the Tianxia Sword that was stuck on the ground, and solemnly ordered the stunned subordinates: "Everyone in our Tianxia Association is forbidden to cause trouble in Yongkang City, let alone disturb the Xia Mansion!"

After that, he sat back on the chair, holding the Tianxia knife and looking at it carefully, constantly recalling the shocking scene just now in his mind.

Land gods are much scarier than real dragons and phoenixes.

Sheriff's Mansion.

Xia Yongcheng stood in the yard, looking at the phoenix disappearing into the sky, and said with a helpless smile: "My nephew is indeed an immortal. Every word and every move he makes is earth-shattering."

On the boat.

Chen Ji turned to look at the cabin, smiled at the little lady and said, "That black-faced boy called you master, what do you think?"

The master and servant hid in the cabin to avoid the rain dropped by the real dragon. After hearing this, the two maids laughed together and looked at their young lady.

"The immortal is joking..."

Xia Shumin wanted to refute, but she was worried about the stunned boatman at the stern of the boat, so she lowered her voice and whispered: "Shumin is a weak woman. She has no power to tie a chicken. How can she be someone else's master? It's better for you, young master."

Take him in."

Chen Ji refused without even thinking.

One Astana and seven elf girls in the Divine Grace Continent are enough to give him a headache. If he accepts more disciples, he will be exhausted.

Moreover, he, an immortal, is not authentic and cannot teach others.

Just now, Wang Shaodang said "The land god is my master", which was enough for him to get along well in the world, and no one dared to openly trouble him anymore.

"Let's go back."

Chen Ji looked at the people around him who were becoming very cautious. He couldn't listen to the opera "Dream of Red Mansions" tonight.

The young lady had no objection, but it was a pity that the table of food and wine made her and the young man's boating trip an anticlimactic one.

Luzhu walked into the cabin and ordered the boatman to sail.

The boatman had not yet recovered from the shock. He rowed the boat crookedly and finally reached the shore.

Before leaving.

Xia Shumin looked back from a distance and glanced at the Jianghu people who stood there holding swords, hoping to learn a few moves from the spiritual blades.

"Son."

She looked at Chen Ji and asked curiously: "What have become of those swords? Have they become magic weapons in the fairy world?"

"Unlikely, they are just contaminated with a ray of immortal power."

As for what will happen, Chen Ji doesn't know.

This world seems to be evolving and improving bit by bit. Strictly speaking, the first mortal to open the Heavenly Gate has not yet appeared. He is an "immortal" who came out of the Heavenly Gate.

Chen Ji can do many things with his current strength, but the world does not move according to his will.

He can't cultivate either, and his immortal power can only be replenished every time he travels through time and comes to this world.

It's quite convenient.

Moreover, Chen Ji is too lazy to practice. No matter how powerful his immortal power is, he can only jump one meter high when he returns to the earth.

After returning to the county magistrate's mansion in the city, Xia Yongcheng was no longer interested in working, so he went back to live in Hongye Mountain with him.

Let's chat on the way.

"The county magistrate is also involved?"

After hearing this, Xia Yongcheng frowned: "He probably listened to the prince's order and bypassed me to do some things, because it is said that the prince brought a secret edict from the Holy Emperor... Why are I talking to my nephew about this? What an old fool I am.

Got it!"

He came to his senses, laughed and said nothing more.

With the strength of his wise nephew, all conspiracies and tricks are just a cloud.

only……

Xia Yongcheng looked at his daughter. This girl was not in a hurry at all.

…

After sending Xia Shumin back to her home in Hongye Mountain, Chen Ji returned to his modern home.

Previously, he showed great prowess in Qunfang River, easily controlling thousands of weapons and possessing immortal-like strength.

After returning to Earth, everything was gone again.

Gains and losses made him a little uncomfortable. No wonder Mu Xiaoxiao was suppressed by him when he first came to Earth.

"I wonder when the three of us, the little lady, will be able to travel to the earth."

Chen Ji took a look at his time-travel dating plug-in.

In the next few days, he returned to work.

In Yongkang City, the weapons summoned by his immortal power were snatched up by many people who missed it. An ordinary sword can be sold for thousands of taels of silver, and an ordinary famous weapon mixed with a little extraterrestrial black iron can be sold for ten dollars.

Ten thousand taels.

The most famous sword in the world, the Wushuang Sword, has caused countless people to talk about it, and it seems to have become the number one magic weapon in the world.

In addition, Wang Shaodang joined the Yongkang City Sheriff's Office and became a small policeman.

No one dared to trouble him, so he could concentrate on practicing his sword.

When the news reached the capital, everyone in the palace was in danger for fear of offending the emperor.

All civil and military officials were silent and did not dare to openly discuss the matter of land gods and real dragons.

They all know that His Majesty cannot tolerate others standing on his head.

Neither can land gods.

Chen Ji regarded all kinds of rumors as news.

Astana is in the middle of rubbing nuclear fusion and has no time.

The two little princesses were dizzy after listening to the lesson about the creation of the world by the Creator, but it was just right for them to teach the other five elf girls - the seven poor elf students were all dizzy together.

However, Zhou Wan finally made some progress, saying that he had found the mutated white rat's nest, and was going to check it out with Mu Xiaoxiao.

Chen Ji quickly decided to go to the doomsday world again!

See what's going on over there.
Chapter completed!