Fairyland, big problem

"Uncle Yi'an, this is the spiritual equipment I handed over from Feipengguan. If you want anything, you can choose whatever you want, just take it."

"Nephew Xian is capable."

Mu Yi'an understood very well that Mu Chutian was indeed excellent, and he was also an outstanding descendant in the circle of the Su'an family, but he was absolutely incapable of taking advantage of Feipeng Pass.

Looking at the other members of the Tianmu family in the team, Mu Yi'an found two seniors who were older than himself, and the rest of them were also quite strong.

Bringing these Darkness-Suppressors, you really have the capital to walk through Feipeng Pass.

As the eldest son of the head of the family, Mu Yi'an knew that the descendants of the sect would sometimes give some dirty honors.

Mu Chutian's own strength is obvious, it is remarkable to be able to play two rounds of Feipeng Guan evil with the company of the family's masters, there is no need to lose the appearance of others on a happy day.

"Hahaha, my nephew's practice level is getting better and better, I am very relieved."

If it is a spiritual equipment produced by Feipeng Pass, Mu Yi'an will also regard it as a rare item, naturally with some curiosity and anticipation.

"Nephew, the expectation is the expectation. I have to wait for my father to finish picking."

"No, Uncle Yi'an, these are all prepared for everyone."

Mu Chutian waved his hand, and behind him, the Dark Lord of the Tianmu family held up an exquisite wooden box that was more than one meter long.

The wood-colored agarwood material is already expensive, and what kind of treasures are stored in it is even more speculative.

"Nephew Chu Tian, ​​this is..."

Speaking of the treasure in the box, Mu Chutian's already high-pitched voice raised a few decibels again, enjoying the envious and suspicious eyes of everyone.

"Inside the box is a saber, the saber of Marshal Fei Peng!"

After a brief silence, a series of surprised voices erupted from the grand banquet hall.

There were also a small number of people who didn't know Marshal Feipeng, and asked each other, followed by surprised whispers.

All of a sudden, everyone's thoughts went back and forth.

Especially Wen Jiu, put aside the idea of ​​pure anger first, there is something strange about this matter.

The Tianmu family is not a small family in the countryside.

Obtaining General Feipeng's broadsword will not be mistaken for the commander's weapon, and it is even more impossible to fool Mu's family with a fake.

Mu Chutian said just now that Marshal Feipeng's saber was to be dedicated to the Patriarch of the Mu family in person...

Explain that they are not joking.

Even if this young man is blind, the seniors in the Tianmu family team can definitely see the difference between the ordinary 'turbid weapon' and the real imperial sword.

Behind Wen Jiu, the saber wrapped in layers of bandages and affixed with three seal talismans is definitely genuine. He defeated Marshal Fei Peng on the spot and got it on the spot.

Let's see what the Tianmu family is up to.

Wen Jiu sorted out his thoughts, followed everyone's gazes, and only waited for Mu Chutian's next performance.

"Nephew Chutian, are you serious?"

Mu Yi'an knew in his heart that it was impossible for Mu Chutian to be joking, and with the seniors in the team sitting in charge, the probability of admitting mistakes was very small.

"What's so lively outside?"

Full of fortitude amid the vicissitudes of life, the Patriarch of the Mu family still wore a light-colored long gown, and walked with a breeze, leading the distinguished guests out of the inner hall.

According to the original procedure, the Patriarch would not have come out to receive the outside guests so early, at least he would have to wait for the middle and late stages of the banquet.

Walking out of the pure at this time, because the previous movement was too loud, the exclamation of the big banquet hall came one after another, separated by a small courtyard, and the staff in the inner hall could hear it clearly.

Everyone's hearts were high on the day of great joy, and the Tianma city group passed through several disasters safely. There were not many serious matters that required serious planning, so they just came out to watch the excitement.

"Father."

Mu Yi'an and Mu Shenzhou bowed to salute.

Mu Fengshuang was greeted by her grandfather, "Fengshuang, tell grandpa what happened just now?"

"It's... a gift from Mr. Chu of the Tianmu family."

"oh?"

The old Patriarch and the distinguished guests who came out of the inner hall immediately became interested.

The status of the people present is insufficient, and their vision is very wide. What object can make everyone amazed?

Worth watching!

Now, Mu Chutian was proud and nervous at the same time.

He knew that the gift was not only for the face of the head of the Tianmu family, but also for getting the approval of the head of the Mu family, and to win the beauty back.

Among the distinguished guests, Mu Chutian's father was also there.

He came late from District 5, and had never seen the Feipeng commander's sword that his son got, but two seniors confirmed that it could not be faked.

Gently nodding, Mu Yuandong encouraged his son to let go and show the demeanor of the Tianmu family.

Encouraged by his father, Mu Chutian gained confidence.

"Patriarch Mu, Chu Tian pays his respects to you. On the way to District 6 this time, I found that the evil thing in Feipeng Pass has changed. It seems that the strategy of Yadan Canyon has been weakened a while ago..."

Mu Chutian didn't dare to fake something that everyone knew.

What he was about to say next was an exaggeration.

"Therefore, I cooperated with the seniors of the family and used strange tricks to defeat Marshal Feipeng, and obtained his imperial bestowed sword 'Wanli'. I will send it to Patriarch Mu today, wishing you a healthy life."

Sword Name: Wanli

It means that thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are safe and healthy, and it also echoes the name of Marshal Feipeng: Pengcheng Wanli

It sounded logical, Wen Jiu almost had high blood pressure.

Where did the thing that popped out actually say that he killed Marshal Fei Peng? !

How many times do you have to fight and play tactics?

The only reason why Wen Jiu didn't come forward to expose the lie was the wooden box, how could the Tianmu family miss it?

Among the distinguished guests who went out with Patriarch Mu was Xu Bafang, the head of Tianma City's Strategic Division.

There are Zhong Ming, Qiang Yuqiang and others, their eyes look at Wen Jiu from time to time, and look at the knife-shaped bandage behind Wen Jiu

Obviously, because the full set of records recorded the evil spirits from General Feipeng to Marshal Feipeng, and then to Feihu, they knew that Wen Jiu's was genuine.

At the same time, I am also curious that the Tianmu family should not make an oolong.

The old Patriarch of the Mu family didn't understand these trivial matters, but his heart was overwhelmed.

He knew that Feipeng Pass had been weakened, but it was not something the Tianmu family could easily handle, let alone only one descendant leading the team.

But... you won't admit your mistake, right?

"Mu Jiaerlang is interested, can I let the old man take a look."

"Of course, it's a birthday gift." Mu Chutian tried his best to be as humble as possible, "I'm a junior with poor eyesight, and it's hard for me to appreciate the essence of the commander's sword. I also ask Patriarch Mu to give me the palm of my hand."

Let's talk, Mu Chutian personally walked towards the dark wooden box held by the Tianmu family's darkened person, and lifted the lid with slightly trembling arms.

For a moment, the noble and precious air leaked out, and the one-meter-long sword was dragged by spiritual energy and suspended in front of everyone.

The scabbard is engraved with the ancient seal script "Qiong" logo, and the back is engraved with the casting date of the royal craftsman. The golden hilt is scattered with red and green gemstones, and the word "Feipeng" is engraved on a jade ring in the center.

Simple and noble, solemn and beautiful.

Patriarch Mu waved his hand, and the treasured sword in the control room of the spiritual weapon was unsheathed, the blade was shining with cold light, and a series of broken silver tassels on the back of the blade were as dazzling as stars in the night.

A sense of age, a sense of thickness, and the lines of the royal family of the Qiong Dynasty.

There is no room for falsification.

The Patriarch of the Mu Family, who was looking carefully, turned around and exchanged glances with the distinguished guests, his heart was like a mirror.

This thing is a treasure, but it is not the sword of Marshal Feipeng...