Yu Xian just replied with one word, turned around and walked towards the Hades Hall.
Although Lao Wang didn't say anything, he had already guessed something in his heart.
perhaps……
He already knows the truth about those things.
Lao Wang.
Eighteen years ago, Yu Xian had always considered this name to be his uncle, an elder who cared for him, and the person he trusted most in his heart.
This image has not changed even after Mino came.
But when Dan Chenyu passed by his inn and all kinds of things happened, he couldn't understand Lao Wang anymore.
From the sudden birth of Wangchuan, to Lao Wang falling into the tomb of Fu Cang, to all kinds of things in Xuantian in the extreme south and in Xuantian in Zhongxuan.
He also had some rough guesses about Lao Wang's identity.
Wang Chuanjian.
Sword of Forgotten River.
This hint should not be too obvious, but Yu Xian still dared not, or rather did not want to believe it.
Lao Wang's friendship for himself is actually his friendship for his fellow villagers.
Mino was not the first person to find him and mistake him for the Demon Lord, he was.
Even during these twelve years, he had always been with him as an old servant, no matter whether he decided to lie down in the inn and become a salted fish, or he came up with some dishes from his previous life and asked Lao Wang to help him recreate them.
He has always done it for himself without any complaints.
Originally, Yu Xian thought it was the relationship between Lao Wang and himself, but later his identity gradually became clear, and Yu Xian didn't want to admit the sense of gap at all.
As long as Lao Wang didn't say anything, he would never say it first.
But now it seems...
Lao Wang seems to have planned to pierce this layer of window paper.
Yu Xian sat back in the main hall, came to the throne and sat down, silently looking at Lao Wang in front of him, without speaking, just watching silently.
"Master."
Lao Wang bowed his body and his consciousness: "You...should have seen him, right?"
Yu Xian knew who "he" Lao Wang was talking about, so he didn't answer, but nodded slowly.
"Is he okay?" Lao Wang asked again.
"That depends on your definition of good."
Yu Xian wanted to answer Lao Wang with a smile, but he really couldn't laugh: "He is with Luo Lingchuan now. I don't know exactly where he went."
"But this should be the life he wants, but... he may not be able to become the Demon Lord."
"As long as he's happy!"
A smile appeared on Lao Wang's lips.
However, this smile only flashed away, and then he raised his head and looked at Yu Xian: "You..."
"Go ahead."
Yu Xian didn't wait for Lao Wang to finish speaking, already guessing what he was going to say, and spat out two words directly.
Wangchuan was created by a fellow villager, and traveled with him throughout the nine heavens to aspire to the supreme position in the world.
Wangchuan Sword Spirit was also created by him.
Whether it is the sword or the sword spirit, it is time to return it now.
There was a flash of moisture in his eyes, and he turned his back after standing up, not wanting to look at Lao Wang again: "I know that you mistakenly recognized me for him twelve years ago."
"Now that he has appeared, the misunderstanding has been solved. You can take Wangchuan to find him."
"If you can't find it, you can also ask Mu Siyue. She is his daughter. Others don't know where he is, but that girl should know."
"By the way, be careful on the road. I'm not sure whether An Lingxian did anything on Wangchuan."
"Also, he should also like to eat those dishes, but I don't know if he still has this function. As long as you are willing to cook them, he will definitely be very happy."
Yu Xian really didn't want to talk any more.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stopped talking, waiting quietly for Lao Wang to leave before speaking.
But after several breaths, there was still no movement behind him.
With his perception, he could easily sense that Lao Wang was not moving.
"Master."
Lao Wang said helplessly: "Are you... trying to drive me away?"
"Um!?"
Yu Xian was stunned.
As soon as this sentence came out, he still didn't know what Lao Wang meant.
He turned to look at Lao Wang with a puzzled look on his face: "Aren't you leaving?"
"Why should I leave?"
"Don't you already know that I am not the Demon Lord?"
"But I didn't say I was leaving either."
"Wait...this logic is a bit strange. Please tell me first why you don't leave."
Yu Xian sat on the throne again and looked at Lao Wang with a strange expression.
Lao Wang just smiled and waved his hand, and Wangchuan flew in from the door and came straight to Yu Xian, hanging there, his body trembling!
This kind of trembling is completely different from when I used Wangchuan before!
Previously, even if Wangchuan recognized its master, there would be restrictions on its use. Although it had the quality of a ninth-grade magic weapon, at most it could only exert power one level higher than its realm.
But now...
Even if Yu Xian only has the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, he can still control Wangchuan easily!
Ninth-grade magic weapon level Wangchuan!
He stretched out his hand forward and shook it gently. Wangchuan took it, as if he had the same blood. He felt that the entire sword was under his control!
In fact, he felt this way when he used [Ming Ling] to resist An Lingxian before, but at that time he thought it was because his realm had been upgraded to the Mahayana stage, so he didn't pay attention.
But now that he is still Nascent Soul, he still feels the same way!
This is no longer a matter of realm, but Wangchuan has fully recognized himself!
He was confused and looked up at Lao Wang in front of him.
"Young Master, has Master passed down the art of swordsmanship to you?" Lao Wang knew what he was going to ask, so he took the initiative to ask.
"Yes, wait..."
Yu Xian seemed to have thought of something.
At that time, Mu Siyue said that as long as he entered the secret realm and inherited the swordsmanship, he would be able to get a sword of his own.
Could it be that this sword... refers to Wangchuan!?
Fellow fellow, fellow fellow, what kind of Riddler do you think you are? Just say it outright. You have to do all these things, right?
Yu Xian was overjoyed, but he still needed to confirm.
He looked at Lao Wang and asked: "So, now you..."
"My master once said that the master of swordsmanship is the master of Wangchuan. Since you, young master, have inherited the swordsmanship, Wangchuan will naturally belong to you."
Lao Wang smiled and congratulated Yu Xian.
"Very good!"
Yu Xian exclaimed.
But before the joy in his heart reached its peak, Lao Wang said another sentence, extinguishing the joy in his heart.
"but……"
"But what?"
"The Lord once said, the River of Forgetfulness is the River of Forgetfulness, and I am who I am."
Lao Wang looked at Yu Xian: "Master, Wangchuan is yours, and I..."
Yu Xian felt lonely in his heart.
really.
The fellow villager is back, and Lao Wang still wants to return to serve him.
I just have Wangchuan, not Lao Wang, that's all.
"That's all."
Yu Xian sighed and was about to turn around, not even wanting to say goodbye to Lao Wang.
But the next moment, Lao Wang's playful tone came again: "I will continue to serve you, young master!"
"Um!?"
Yu Xian was overjoyed again.
He turned around and saw Lao Wang's triumphant smile, and instantly understood that he had been tricked.
"Okay, you! Even the young master dares to tease me now, right?"
Yu Xian pointed at Lao Wang, rushed down from the throne, and punched Lao Wang on the shoulder!
"Master, calm down, sir, calm down!"
Lao Wang didn't dodge, he just stood there and said with a smile, "Don't I also want to see, Master, whether you want Wangchuan or Lao Wang?"
"What if I, Lao Wang, want to serve you but you think I am in the way, what should I do?"
That's what he said, but Yu Xian knew that this was definitely not what Lao Wang was worried about.
He was afraid that he would mistakenly think that he was a fellow villager, so he had to test it like this. If he was really worried, he could take the opportunity to send him away.
Lao Wang also has a staircase to go down, which completes the master-servant relationship.
"You!"
Yu Xian landed another punch on Lao Wang's shoulder, but the smiles on their lips never disappeared.
He hugged Lao Wang heavily, then raised his hand and landed on Lao Wang's shoulder: "Go, make me scrambled eggs and fried rice!"
"Okay!"
Lao Wang responded, but then asked: "How much does it cost?"
"Look at it, the more, the better! Let's make some more dishes and bring everyone together. They will be very tired during this period."