Faced with the master's scolding, Xu Jingjing's face became depressed just now, like a withered flower.

"It's okay," Su Hen looked slightly sideways, with a faint relief in his eyes.

The first time I have a good understanding of the Yazi that the ancestor should have, seems to be very skilled?

Not to mention, a little bit of excitement, plus a lot of uneasiness.

It's that kind of...well, it's the kind of excitement that is likely to be discovered at any time, but it's sneaky.

Fairy Bingpo is silent.

And bowed to Su Hen.

Silently watching the ancestor and his lively and active disciples gradually drift away, and spoke speechless.

The other fairies around were a little regretful. It turned out that the legendary ancestor was so approachable?

If I had known it!

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"Old ancestor, don't look at my master's coldness. It's actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside." Xu Jingjing jumped and followed Su Hen, chatting non-stop, very happy.

Not quiet at all.

Su Hen looked at it with interest for a few seconds and smiled without saying a word.

Although I was a little confused, this kind of life seemed to be fine.

Well, the smell of fireworks in the world.

Not as boring as imagined.

Su Hen landed on the top of Kaiyang Mountain. The touching ground was a warm white jade. Each piece had exquisite patterns and extremely exquisite workmanship.

"Hello, ancestor!"

"Old ancestor!"

"Ancestor, I admire you so much!"

The disciples who were coming and going around were all flattered and looked over, all of whom were dancing.

Although Su Hen is unfamiliar with this place, it is still very useful to listen to these real words that cannot be real anymore.

Bah bah bah bah bah!

Don't take it lightly.

He felt that he was a little proud, which was not good.

Even if the disciples and elders in front of me are sincere, I am a fake person after all, so I still have to be too arrogant.

Anyway, be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years, be careful and not in the way.

Wei Wuya and the others wanted to come down to accompany the ancestor, but it seemed that the ancestor didn't like them very much...

It was boring to make things happen. They thought about it and finally chose to follow from afar without disturbing the rare elegance of the ancestor.

Su Hen walked on the spacious street, with antique buildings on both sides, planted with flowers and plants, and birds and beasts singing, which was very pleasing to the eye.

He strolled for a while and hid a mouthful of osmanthus soup in Jinghuayuan and the fish balls and thick-faced pills from Yunluo Palace. Before he knew it, he returned home until the sunset was setting.

It should have been like this: the ancestor should look like the ancestor, and he should be relaxed and relaxed, so don't go too far.

Especially I don’t know the style of this Wuhen Sword Immortal in daily life, although I have heard a lot of outsiders’ discussions.

But as a legendary figure, outsiders' cognition is more or less aggravated.

However, under the leadership of Xu Jingjing, he actually played for more than an hour, and the image of the ancestor had long forgotten.

Although no one pointed at me, I was still a little nervous.

This is a typical example of overplaying, so you have to go back quickly.

Unexpectedly...

"The ancestor is still as he used to do whatever he wanted."

"Yes, I heard from my master in the past. I didn't expect that three thousand years have passed, and it's still like this, and I'm still the ancestor in my memory."

"Yes, I heard from the master that although the ancestor appears to be cold, he actually has the same character as an old naughty boy."

Wei Wuya and Ben Leizi were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very happy.

???

"Nani? That's it?"

Su Hen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little regretful on the way back to Jiange.

It should be played for a while, until late at night, and then I will not go back with the crazy girl Xu Jingjing.

"Good night, ancestor, I'll go back first," Xu Jingjing waved her white and tender hands at Su Hen, with a very nice smile.

She was already chatting with the ancestor, and after traveling with her, she was even more intimate. At this moment, she was swaying her ponytails and her pink long skirt was as fluttering as an immortal, leaving Jiange reluctantly.

At the age of three, at the age of seven, at the age of seven, at the age of twelve, it is already the third level of the golden elixir, and it is just around the corner to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Familiar with thirty-nine sword techniques, a recognized little genius in the sect.

But my biggest hobby is still playfulness.

After Su Hen returned to the cave, he felt that it was a little dark and he didn't like it very much.

Especially when the ice coffin stands there, it feels very uncomfortable.

But I'm embarrassed to say, what if I'm exposed and stuck.

After all, in my impression, these old guys like dark caves.

But he couldn't stay there, and after wandering for a few moments, he still planned to go out

Then I found a circular clearing on the hilt of the sword.

There is also a magnificent and tall three-story palace surrounded by flowing waterfalls, lush mountains, rocks, flowers and plants.

Extra elegant.

And it has been carefully cleaned by several elders.

"Congratulations to the ancestor!"

"The Sun and Moon Palace has just been cleaned up by the disciples."

Two elders, one black and one white, respectfully invited Su Hen in, and many female disciples were willing to be ladies.

Su Hen looked at it and was quite satisfied.

Then he waved his hand and sent it all away.

You are just greedy for me, you are mean!

…………

at the same time.

To the west of the Sword Immortal Sect, thousands of miles away.

This is a Jiangnan water town near the Narcissus River, with lanterns shrouded in a faint mist.

There were so many tourists coming and going, and some girls were walking on the wet bluestone slabs wearing colorful oil paper umbrellas, with long sleeves floating, charming.

There are many Qinlou Chu Pavilions and taverns and inns on both sides of the river bank, like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the end cannot be seen.

Not only ordinary people gather here, but also people from the immortals often visit.

Especially the famous Baihualou, which is known as one hundred beauties of different colors, makes people linger and have endless aftertaste.

At this moment, on the top floor of Baihua Building, in front of the huge sky-sized stage, a man in red shirt, who was fat as a ball, was lying happily on the chair, being fed by several beautiful ladies, and enjoying it even more.

There were two well-dressed monks sitting around. One had long hair and a white tiger on his body, and the other had a shirtless robe embroidered with a blue dragon circling, with a rainbow-like momentum.

They are the sect leaders of the White Tiger Sect and the Zhuque Sect respectively!

They are all powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm, powerful people who dominate one side.

But facing this fat man who is as fat as a pig, he keeps flattering, just like his younger brother.

It often attracts outsiders' attention and doesn't mind.

"Swordsman is really well-versed in his attainment. He drinks a strong sword intent and admires it."

"That's the way the swordsman's action of holding the cup is comparable to the supreme swordsman's swordsmanship, which is very beneficial to people."

The fat man was drinking red and was praised by the two of them and was very excited.

"Ah haha ​​that's natural!"

"Who am I? I am the famous swordsman in the world."

His eyes and nose were facing the sky, and he was extremely proud, and then he smiled:

"I have learned the true teachings of Master, and have learned my own sword technique from Master's Supreme Forgetful Sword Technique."
To be continued...