"Hehe, money is just a thing outside of the body for this old man, but it doesn't matter if it's more or less." The old liar waved his hand and said with a calm smile.
Mu Hanyan looked at Xuanyuan Fengchen contemptuously. If the old liar really had such a good mood, he wouldn't end up being hunted and killed by various countries. To put it bluntly, he took too much advantage and couldn't even count Too lazy to order.
Of course, it may also be that he wants to leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible, so as not to go out of his way.
With the banknotes in hand, Xuanyuan Fengchen walked out without any dust.
"By the way, Mr. Mo, although the Chengjun sword was cast by the old man sixty years ago, it took me a lot of hard work, and it has the meaning of psychic. It is also fate that this sword fell into your hands. I hope you Treat it kindly, unless it is absolutely necessary, don't use it lightly, and don't get blood easily, otherwise it will be contaminated with killing and bloodthirsty air, which will be bad for you." Before going out, Xuanyuan Fengchen said to Mo Yanhong solemnly.
"Master, don't worry, this junior must always remember the teachings of the master. Unless it is absolutely necessary, this sword will not be easily unsheathed." Mo Yanhong also said solemnly.
Although spending 40 million to buy the long sword that Xuanyuan Fengchen forged 60 years ago is not worth it, but Mo Yanhong thinks it is worth it to get some teaching from him.
"Also, I think you have excellent aptitude, and you will become a great weapon in the future. In the future, the important task of maintaining the peace of the mainland and guarding the safety of An Yun will fall on you." Xuanyuan Fengchen glanced at Mo Yanhong with satisfaction, and then Said a word, and then drifted away.
The dragon sees the beginning but does not see the end, this is also Master Xuanyuan's usual demeanor.
"Yeah, this junior must live up to expectations." Mo Yanhong's whole body was trembling with excitement. The majestic generation of sword-making ghosts had placed such high hopes on themselves, anyone would be excited, and Mo Yanhong felt light-hearted.
Well, the 40 million is worth it.
"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan finally couldn't help laughing.
The bullshit maintains the peace of the mainland and protects An Yun's safety. The old liar Xuanyuan said such a lot of nonsense. The only purpose is to let Mo Yanhong use the Chengjun sword as little as possible, so as not to let him go too early.
It is no wonder that Xuanyuan Fengchen of the later generations deceived all over the Holy Court Continent, and even the royal families of various countries were not spared. It turned out that he still had such an entrustment.
"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yanhong was in high spirits, and when he saw Mu Hanyan's sarcastic smile, he glared at her and said.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
"Mu Hanyan, are you jealous? Indeed, it is a bit expensive to buy the Chengjun Sword for 40 million yuan, but Master Xuanyuan's sword-making skills will sooner or later become famous all over the world. By then, the Chengjun Sword in my hand It's not something that can be bought for 40 million. What's more, Master Xuanyuan attaches so much importance to me, he will definitely become a blockbuster in the future, and Cheng Jun's value will double, and you will have no chance to regret it by then." Mo Yanhong held his head high, as if he had already Prepare to maintain the peace of the mainland and protect the safety of An Yun.
Hearing what he said, everyone in the audience nodded secretly. Xuanyuan Fengchen's current reputation is just relatively famous in Anyun Country, so it's a bit expensive to buy a Chengjun sword for 40 million, but when he becomes famous in the mainland, this sword won't be able to buy for 40 million .
Although Mo Yanhong was a little out of his mind just now, he didn't suffer too much.
"Really, what if the sword is fake?" Mu Hanyan said lightly.
Her words fell like a boulder into a calm lake, setting off waves of waves.
"Fake, impossible?"
"Although I haven't met Master Xuanyuan before, he has been famous for a long time. The person just now is exactly the same as the rumors. It should not be fake."
"And the sword box made of gold thread and iron wood is a rare treasure that is rare in ten thousand years. How could it be fake?" Everyone around looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise and began to discuss in a low voice.
"Mu Hanyan, if you are jealous, you will be jealous. If you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour, do you think everyone is blind? Master Xuanyuan's peerless posture, and the sword box made of gold wire and iron wood, how could it be fake? "Mo Yanhong said disdainfully.
"You didn't hear me clearly, I didn't say people are fake, I said swords are fake." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
"Hahahaha, you mean Master Xuanyuan put up a fake sword for auction, I'm dying of laughter, I'm dying of laughter." Mo Yanhong laughed loudly.
The others also nodded secretly. Perhaps ordinary people have never heard of Xuanyuan Fengchen's name, but in these aristocratic families in the capital, everyone knows it. Mu Hanyan's words are clearly malicious slander, and it is probably true jealousy. Mo Yanhong didn't choose what to say.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it. You don't even know if you're being cheated by using scrap metal as a treasure, you idiot." Mu Hanyan stretched her waist and sat on the soft seat Lying down, he said lazily.
"Try it, I'll let you lose to your heart's content today." This time Mu Hanyan didn't use the soul contract technique, but Mo Yanping was still infuriated by her, and pulled out the long sword around his waist , Slashed towards the Chengjun sword.
With a crisp sound, sparks flew everywhere, and Cheng Junjian was unharmed.
"Did you see it, did you see it?" Mo Yanhong looked at Mu Hanyan triumphantly.
"Your sword is of poor quality, try another one." Mu Hanyan continued lazily.
Such a result was not beyond her expectation. If it was so easy to get through, Xuanyuan Fengchen would have died countless times, and it would be his turn not to be hunted down by all countries.
"Qiu Gongfeng, let me borrow your sword." Seeing Mu Hanyan's lazy look, Mo Yanhong was even more upset, and said to Qiu Gongfeng.
"Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as him, calm down, calm down." Qiu Fengfeng frowned and said.
When I met Mu Hanyan today, they were under the control of others everywhere. Just now Mo Yanhong suddenly went into a frenzy, as if he had lost his mind, which made him feel inexplicable, so he couldn't understand Mu Hanyan, and his heart was also a little inexplicable Foreboding.
"Bring it." Mo Yanhong was completely aroused by Mu Hanyan today, how could he let go like this.
"Okay." Qiu Gongfeng handed over the long sword helplessly. In fact, he also felt that Mu Hanyan's words were a little bit like sour grapes, and he had no doubts about Xuanyuan Fengchen.
The saber Qiu enshrined was obviously of good quality, with a frosty aura all over its body, not much worse than the real water sword that was destroyed in Ling Ziping's hands.
Mo Yanhong slashed with his hand, and there was another crisp sound, Cheng Junjian was still unharmed.
"Mu Hanyan, now you are convinced." Mo Yanhong raised the Chengjun sword, waved it in front of Mu Hanyan a few times, and said flamboyantly.
"Haven't you eaten? With this little strength, you can cut a piece of firewood continuously." Mu Hanyan said contemptuously without moving.