First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 897: Night Watch

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69 net 69, the fastest update of the first fairy of kendo! What makes You Xue even more incredible is that a king of the mysterious realm invites a person from the spirit wheel realm to temper the Dao sword, which is obviously unreasonable.

She couldn't help looking at the black flying sword that had just been tempered.

However, before You Xue could see clearly, the dark-robed man made a move, and the black flying sword suddenly turned into a streamer and disappeared into his cuff.

The burly young man smiled honestly and said: "You don't need to be polite. My master once said that as long as you come with the 'Fengdu Order', they are all customers of our shop and should be treated well."

The man in the black robe smiled and said, "Little friend, you remember clearly, my name is Yunsongzi, and I come from Huangquan Hall. If your master asks, please say hello for me."

Speaking, he arched again, and then turned to leave.

"It turned out to be a person from Huangquan Temple."

Gloomy snow.

And Su Yi has already stepped up to the blacksmith shop.

The tall and burly young man scratched his head and said apologetically, "Guest, it's already dark, we're closing."

Su Yi shook his head and said, "I'm not here to refine treasures. If you go and tell your master, just say that an old friend is visiting."

The burly young man was startled and said, "Do the guests recognize my master?"

The black-robed man who had just walked a short distance also stopped.

A young man claims to be an old friend of the owner of the blacksmith shop, which makes him feel incredible.

"If I didn't recognize your master, why would I come?"

Su Yi laughed.

The burly young man hesitated: "Does the guest have a certificate?"

Su Yi thought about it and said, "You go and tell your master a word, and he will naturally come to see me."

Youxue pricked up her ears, revealing that she was just listening.

Not far away, the black-robed man couldn't help but arouse curiosity.

"Also ask the guests to speak clearly."

The burly young man is puzzled.

Su Yi said: "It's going to snow in the evening."

The burly young man was stunned: "Just...this sentence?"

Youxue realized that this must be a riddle that only the owner of the smithy knows.

The man in the black robe couldn't help but be stunned and bewildered.

What is this?

Su Yi said: "Go tell your master, he knows it himself."

The burly young man took a deep breath and said loudly: "Guest, don't lie to me, if I find out that you lied, I will definitely give you a lesson that will never be forgotten!"

Su Yi smiled, "Come on."

The burly young man turned around and rushed into the blacksmith shop.

……

Behind the blacksmith shop is a humble courtyard.

At night, the lanterns under the eaves cast a dim light.

A slender young man sat at a wooden table in the middle of the courtyard.

The man has white temples and wears an old cloth robe.

Even sitting there, his figure was as straight as a ruler.

On the opposite side of the cloth-robed man, sat an old monk in a black robe, with cloudy eyes and an old-fashioned appearance.

"Everyone in the world is ignorant, and they don't even know that if it weren't for the past years, there was a fellow Taoist, the 'night watchman', sitting here, and this bustling and bustling Tianxue City would have been wiped out from the world long ago."

The old monk in black has a hoarse voice, revealing the breath of vicissitudes.

The man in the cloth robe looked calm, unsmiling, and silent.

The old monk in black was used to it, and said with a gentle expression: "No matter what your heart thinks, the sky of the dead city is about to change. In this general trend of the world, those who go with it will prosper, and those who go against it will die. There is a sky-high section, but in the face of such a general trend, it is after all a man’s arm to stop the car.”

The man in the cloth robe is expressionless

: "How can I see it?"

The turbid eyes of the black-clothed old monk took a deep look at the cloth-robed man, and said, "When I came here to visit fellow Daoists, I received advice from Lord Black Crow, and finally understood why Daoist friends have lived here for countless years. , will always be silent at this smithy."

The man in the cloth robe frowned a little.

The black-clothed old monk smiled and said, "In short, fellow Daoists have drawn the ground as a prison and trapped themselves here. You may be able to keep this city, but you can't keep the people of this city. What is the difference between turning into an empty city and a dead city?"

The man in the cloth robe was silent, cherishing words like gold.

The black-clothed old monk withdrew his smile and said solemnly: "Lord Black Crow said, as long as fellow Daoists agree, move away the 'tombstone' guarding the city of the dead, and when the **** of the underworld returns to the world, I will help fellow Daoists to get out of trouble!”

The man in the cloth robe was still unresponsive. He looked at the old monk in black calmly, and said, "Have you finished?"

The old monk in black was startled and was about to say something.

The man in the cloth robe said indifferently: "You can go."

The old monk in black frowned, as if he was a little unhappy, but he finally held it back.

He stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist, tomorrow night, the scarlet moon will appear again, this time... I'm afraid more people will die."

The man in the cloth robe sat there, motionless, as if turning a deaf ear.

The old monk in black shook his head and was about to leave.

A burly young man walked into the courtyard.

At this moment, the black-clothed old monk was stunned for a moment, then he smiled gently and said: "Fellow Daoist, your descendant is really good, the bones of the Dao are natural, the inner essence of the divine flower, it looks like a rough jade, but it is actually the Dao. A rare good seedling on the road

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! "

The burly young man hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile: "Senior is wrong."

Beside the wooden table, the cloth-robed man frowned and said, "Who let you in?"

The burly young man shuddered, lowered his head, and said, "A guest came from outside the shop, saying that he was your old friend, and he insisted on seeing you."

Old friends?

The old monk in black is thoughtful.

The man in the cloth robe said with a flat expression: "In the past few years, there have been many liars who claimed to be my old friends. You should have a long memory and drive them away instead of asking me for instructions."

The burly young man said quickly: "The man said, let me tell Master a word, and Master will know who he is."

The man in the cloth robe was startled.

Then, he looked at the old monk in black calmly and said, "You should leave."

The old monk in black was silent for a moment, nodded, and walked away.

It wasn't until the black-clothed old monk disappeared that the cloth-robed man said, "Acheng, come here."

The burly young man stepped forward quickly.

The man in the cloth robe flicked the sleeve robe at will.

An invisible avenue force quietly enveloped the courtyard.

Then, he looked at the burly young man and said, "What did that person say?"

The burly young man said: "The man said something inexplicable, called 'the sky wants to snow in the evening'."

"It's going to snow in the evening..."

The man in the robe was talking to himself.

These words seemed to contain a myriad of mysteries, causing the cloth-robed man to fall into silence.

"Master, don't you understand?"

The burly young man said angrily, "I knew that guy was a liar! I'll go clean him up now!"

"Wait."

The man in the cloth robe, who had been silent for a while, spoke up and said, "Go and invite that guest in."

"Huh?"

The burly young man was stunned.

The man in the cloth robe added: "Remember to be respectful to that person."

"This..."

The burly young man suddenly realized that something was wrong,

Carefully, "Master, that person only looks like a teenager, just a young man..."

The cloth-robed man glanced at the burly young man and said, "Come on, if you meet the old monk, you are not allowed to say a word to him again."

The words were flat, but the burly young man froze all over, and hurriedly left.

As for the man in the cloth robe sitting in the courtyard, there was a rare look of trance on his rock-hard face.

It's going to snow in the evening, can I have a drink?

The guy is finally back...

……

Outside the smithy.

When the black-clothed old monk came out, he saw a youth in a robe and a woman in a plain skirt standing there waiting for the first time.

Especially when he saw the woman in the plain skirt, a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of the black-robed old monk's turbid pupils.

Immediately, he smiled gently and said to the woman in the plain skirt: "I take the liberty to ask, is the girl coming to visit the master here?"

You Xue was startled. No doubt, he thought that the person who was qualified to call himself the "old friend" of the blacksmith shop owner was himself, which made her secretly laugh.

However, she ignored it and did not respond.

Because she never likes to talk to strangers, especially the old monk in front of her, who is full of evil spirits, obviously an evil cultivator.

This ignoring attitude made the black-clothed monk frown slightly, and then he looked at Su Yi with a smile, "Could it be this little friend?"

Su Yi glanced at the old monk in black lightly and said, "What's the matter with you?"

The old monk in black looked stunned.

He never imagined that this man and woman would be stronger than each other!

At this time, the burly young man came out in a hurry and said to Su Yi with a simple and honest smile: "Guests, my master invites you in."

The black-clothed old monk's eyes narrowed quietly, his heart shaking.

This scene undoubtedly means that one of the man and the woman is an old friend of the owner of the smithy!

"Who is this man and woman, and where is the sacred place?"

The eyes of the old monk in black flickered.

Before he could understand, Su Yi took You Xue and strode into the blacksmith shop.

"Little friend..."

The old monk in black stabilized his mind and looked at the burly young man with a smile.

The burly young man turned his head and left.

Master said, don't let him say a word to this old monk.

The smile on the black-clothed old monk's face solidified, his eyelids twitched, and an inexplicable anger surged into his heart.

Ignored by the woman in the plain skirt, he endured it.

Being scolded by the young robed boy, he endured it.

Now even the disciples of the master of the blacksmith shop don't take him seriously, which makes the black-clothed old monk feel a little embarrassed.

He took a deep breath and murmured in his heart: "This matter must be figured out!"

Suddenly, the old monk in black looked at the deserted streets in the distance.

At night, in front of a shop that had already closed, a man in a black robe stood up.

The old monk in black recognized each other at a glance.

The Supreme Elder of Huangquan Palace~IndoMTL.com~ Yunsongzi!

The old monk in black remembered that when he came to visit the owner of the blacksmith shop today, his disciple A Cheng was tempering the Taoist sword for this Yunsongzi.

"Fellow Daoist, I wish you a smooth journey to the City of Death tomorrow night."

The black-clothed old monk folded his folds, smiled gently, and bowed to the back of the black-robed man from a distance.

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The voice is still echoing, and his figure has quietly turned into a black mist and disappeared.

"Who is this old monk, why is the breath so strange and terrible..."

Yun Songzi's expression is uncertain, and his heart is full of doubts.

I just feel that what I have seen and heard at this blacksmith shop today is unbelievable.

My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^