The Mighty Female Immortal

The opposite Sun Si ended up with a long sigh. He nodded silently toward Xu Ziyan and turned away and left the room of Xu Ziyan. However, Xu Ziyan felt keenly that Sun Si’s eyes looked from the shop to his side from time to time.

Xu Ziyan sat in the room and felt that Sun Si’s eyes swept through his room from time to time. Later, it was simply bullying that he was the sixth layer of the refining period. He could not feel his spiritual strength, and he used her mental power to detect her from time to time. Where does he know that Xu Ziyan’s cultivation is higher than him.

However, Xu Ziyan also has no way to take Sun Si. Even if she knows that Sun Si doubts herself in her heart, what can she do? As Sun Si is suspecting Xu Ziyan, but what can he do with Xu Ziyan? Both of them are disciples under the Xuanzong Qianfufeng. One is the old man who will not grow any more, and the other is a new disciple who has just entered the Zongmen. Both sides seem to have no hard background, only to observe the other side secretly, but not how to treat each other.

However, it was always monitored in such a dark way, and Xu Ziyan’s heart was very uncomfortable. So, he stood up, walked out of the door, walked straight out of the Qianfu shop, and strolled around the city. When Sun Si saw Xu Ziyan coming out of the store, he whispered a few words, and walked out of the store, quietly tracking behind Xu Ziyan.

Sun Si’s every move is naturally to avoid the mental observation of Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan can not help but slightly frown, and her heart is a little tired. At the same time, after experiencing this incident, I also raised my vigilance in my heart. It seems that I have to be more careful in the cultivation of immortals. However, it is very tired to live like this! When can I live happily?

I was upset and walked aimlessly. At this time, the sky has dimmed, and a new moon in the sky has risen quietly, and it has fallen into a silver glow. Xu Ziyan walked gently under the moonlight, and the pedestrians on the streets had begun to be scarce. Unconsciously, Xu Ziyan actually went outside the cast sword shop outside the open-air market. Sun Si, who was behind Xu Ziyan, saw Xu Ziyan coming outside the open-air market, and he could not help but hesitantly thought:

“Did she really meet a white-bearded old man and get the spirit fish here? If not, why did she come back here?”

Xu Ziyan also saw the sword shop at this time, and his heart could not help but be a move. During the day, she saw the father and daughter walked into the sword shop, and it seems that the middle-aged man and the old sword-creator still know. In particular, this shop actually only casts swords and does not refine other implements. This also makes Xu Ziyan very curious. Looking out into the cast sword shop, I saw that the room still transmitted light. Xu Ziyan was only slightly hesitant, and he walked toward the sword.

Sun Si in the distance saw Xu Ziyan walking toward the sword, and his heart was a glimpse. He knew this sword shop. In fact, the monks who lived in the square for a long time did not know the sword shop. I can't help but know, because the name of the old man here is unknown. The means of refining the instruments are very high, but only the sword is cast, and the others are ignored. It is difficult for such characters to be famous.

Later, even the emperor of the Taixuan sect was attracted to the wind. But I don't know what the two people talked about in that shop. After that, Lin came up several times. Every time I left, I looked blank. However, it is precisely because of this, in the square market, no one dares to find the nameless trouble.

Now seeing Xu Ziyan walking toward the sword, Sun Si’s heart is a move. Isn’t Xu Ziyan the one that was obtained from the nameless? Thinking of this, Sun Si was hiding in the shadow of a big tree, watching it in the cast sword shop.

The door of the cast sword shop was open, and Xu Ziyan walked in. Then I saw that the old man stood in front of the forging station, and a sword embryo that was burnt red by the charcoal fire was controlled in the left hand, and a sledgehammer in the right hand was squatting toward the sword.

As soon as Xu Ziyan entered the Jianjianpu, his heart could not help but tighten. The two sleeves waved, and the body stepped back two steps, and retreated from the sword shop. Taking a deep breath, looking down at his body, I saw a few cracks on the sleeves.

"Sword gas!"

Xu Ziyan’s gaze is shrinking and looking toward the inside of the house. Under the dim light, the nameless body gave Xu Ziyan an extremely weird feeling. It seems to be standing there, only the arm moves again, and it seems that every inch of the body's skin moves again, swaying a rhythm. A closer look, the nameless eyes are tightly closed, but the sledgehammer is precisely and unmistakably, each hit falls on the sword embryo, and the sound of jingle is endless, but there is no such thing. It feels harsh and noisey, but it reverberates in the room like the rhythm of the same song.

Xu Ziyan's eyes flashed in the blue, and under the watchful eyes of Kuang Peng, Xu Ziyan's face showed a shocked look. I saw the nameless standing next to the fire, and a constant stream of swords from his body continued to rotate around the nameless body. As wrapped in a giant scorpion formed by a sword, the whole house is hovering with a hint of swords, hovering in the air, constantly rushing toward the sword.

Every time the sledgehammer in the nameless right hand falls, he accurately enters the three swords into the sword embryo.

Sword!

Hammer!

No name is like a still and moving figure!

Xu Ziyan immediately indulged in it. The mana in the body automatically runs slowly in the meridians, and the water hail in the inheritance and the destructive souls from the cockroaches move at the same time. The water ice shovel guides the real element in the body to pulsate in the meridians, and the annihilation of the soul screams in the soul.

"嗡~~"

From the eyebrows of Xu Ziyan, a small finger-sized sword gas was rushed out, crystal clear, and the most amazing thing was that, above the sword, there was a rhythmic fluctuation.

The rhythm of this rhythm quickly spread into the cast sword shop and spread to the surrounding. The nameless body was a stiff one. When it was hammered down, it missed a sword.

"Dangdang!"

The nameless throws the sledgehammer in the hand on the stage, and screams back at the purple smoke standing at the door. The sword circling in the house suddenly plunged inward, making the sword around the nameless more dense, and a rhythmic pulsation, as if it would be released at any time, and shot at the purple smoke still standing outside the house.

The sound of the "jingle" hammer thrown on the stage also awakened Xu Ziyan, who was intoxicated in the epiphany. The sword of the eyebrows is turned into a star and scattered in the space.

The nameless original angry look was shocked, and then slowed down, after which, the eyes revealed appreciation. Turned his head and looked at the sword embryo on the stage, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes. When I looked up again, the look in my eyes was already shocking. Slightly said to Xu Ziyan:

"come in!"

Then he walked to a chair and sat down. He sat down and took an iron cup on the table. He drank a few big mouths and then resumed the daytime. Xu Ziyan saw him. Looked like, looking at Xu Ziyan indifferently.

Xu Ziyan smashed the nameless abandoned sword embryo on the platform, and looked at the nameless sitting in the chair with a guilty conscience. He walked in from the door and looked at the nameless, saying weakly:

"Interrupted the seniors, but also forgive the seniors."

"Well!" The nameless faintly stopped talking, took out a big cigarette bag, and slowly picked it up there.

Xu Ziyan saw no name and ignored himself, but there was no blame for his own meaning between the eyes. He slightly lowered his heart and looked up at the surroundings of the room. Xu Ziyan’s gaze suddenly stopped on a wall with seven long swords hanging there. When Xu Ziyan’s gaze fell on the wall, he felt the sword coming from the face. Instinctively flashed backwards, but did not feel the sword gas passing, and looked at the opposite side again and again.

She did not know that she had just been hiding, and she had flashed a glimmer of color in the indifferent eyes of the nameless.

Xu Ziyan once again looked at the seven-handed sword on the opposite wall, and once again felt the smack of the sword. However, this time Xu Ziyan did not hide, because Xu Ziyan had already felt it this time. The opposite of the face, the silky swordsmanship was only the induction in her soul, but in fact there was no sword spurt.

Surprisingly, Xu Ziyan could not help but move his footsteps and walked toward the seven-handed sword on the wall...

Feeling the sword coming from the face, Xu Ziyan could not help but blurt out:

"Good sword!"

At this time, Xu Ziyan was attracted by the sword in front of him, and he had already lost his mind. He had already forgotten where he was. Reaching out and taking a sword from the wall, I immediately felt the sturdy sword in the blade.

"Good sword!"

Xu Ziyan can't help but blurt out again, his heart moving freely, waving his sword and pulling out. Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in the house, and dozens of swords flocked out. The nameless person who has been sitting in the chair suddenly stretched out a big hand and grabbed the dozens of swords that had just swarmed out. In the dimly lit room, a virtual image of a big hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the dozens of swords were caught in the hand. Sitting in the chair, the nameless wave was a wave, and the big hand in the air rushed out of the door and blew on the empty street. The sound of the bang, scared to stay in the distance, looking forward to Sun Si, shaking, looked at the door of the sword shop fearfully, and left without returning to the head, no longer dare to stay for a moment.

In the cast sword shop, the nameless head of Xu Zi, who is still there, said: "Shantou, you have to tear down the old man's shop?"