After the Battle of Weihe, she had already severed the connection with the natal sword, so she naturally believed that the natal sword had been destroyed and turned into meteorite that fell somewhere.
However, at that moment just now, she suddenly came into contact with the aura of her natal sword.
There is a wonderful connection between the practitioner and her own natal sword itself. Her body resonated with vitality for a moment just now, and thus she felt the existence of her natal sword.
But this feeling only existed for a very short moment before she cut it off by herself.
The lost natal sword resonates again, it can only be that her natal sword has been controlled by someone.
As long as it is controlled by someone, the connection between the natal sword and her is very likely to make the controller perceive her existence, and even capture her approximate location.
So even though she had an indescribable longing for this natal sword, at that moment, she still cut off the connection with natal sword immediately.
Not to mention that a strong man breaks his wrist, even if he loses his life, Zhao Jianlu's people never lack such courage, but for Zhao Jianlu's practitioners, the sword is life, and as long as the lost sword still exists in the world, they must be retrieved by themselves.
The iron pot was floating in the raging flames, and the fish soup inside was instantly dried up, and the fish meat was charred, giving off an unpleasant smell.
Zhao Si didn't realize it, and looked back at Changling.
At that moment just now, she could at least feel that her sword existed in Changling.
In the depths of the Changling Palace, the clean light gently sprinkles from the courtyard under the refraction of the crystal, and shines on the Linglian Pond.
Zheng Xiu, who has a perfect face and doesn't look like a human woman at all, also had an unspeakable rhythm in the depths of her eyes, and even the Linglian in front of her seemed to tremble in fear.
Her brow furrowed deeply.
In perception, Zhao Jianlu's natal sword was still floating in the endless sky, always entangled in pale sparks, forced to undergo tempering and changes.
She was just practicing normally, and she didn't want to deliberately find Zhao Si's existence through this sword.
She didn't want anyone to know that the sword fell into her hands, including Zhao Si.
Zhao Si's reaction was also extremely decisive, so she couldn't even be sure that this natal sword had an instant connection with Zhao Si, but she clearly felt a strange aura.
She once again clearly felt that someone's Qi mechanism during cultivation produced a subtle disturbance to the vitality of the world that she came into contact with during cultivation.
The continuation of the gods has always been the most mysterious and powerful technique of the Minshan Sword Sect. She only knows that the continuation of the gods is powerful, but she doesn't know what the content of the continuation of the gods is, and in the subconscious of any practitioner, the continuation It is impossible for Tianshen Jue to be comprehended quickly, so she never connected such a change with the boy in the wine shop.
She just vaguely felt that there was a practitioner who practiced a unique technique in Changling.
And this practitioner... made her very unhappy.
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A letter was issued by Minshan Jianzong, and finally fell into a room in the Changling Guanzhong Guild Hall.
One of the masters who handled it saw that the old shopkeeper signed and stamped it without any hesitation, and suddenly felt a little incomprehensible. He couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Young master, this letter is very important. Don't you, big shopkeeper? Do I need to ask the master?"
The old shopkeeper was very calm in his work, and he was not in a hurry to reply. He placed the seal firmly first, and then took out several red posts.
Looking at the slightly burnt ends of these red posts, the cautious master completely changed his face, and even his voice changed a little, "Shopkeeper, this is..."
"Master has already made it clear that the matter of Master Ding Ning is the most important thing of the Xie family, so this has nothing to do with what the Master wants." The old shopkeeper motioned the master to grind the ink for him, and said at the same time: " This is the meaning of the master, both the master and the Xie family owe him kindness."
The master was stunned.
The old shopkeeper couldn't help but raised his head, laughed, and continued: "Young master didn't enter the top ten in the Minshan Sword Club, but together with young master Shen, he defeated the talented person who was ranked number one in the talented book. , and can still stay in the Minshan Sword Sect until now. The eldest lady has directly entered the top ten of the Minshan Sword Club. This is something that no one has done in our Guanzhong for many years? Previously, I was able to enter the Minshan Sword Sect Yes, which one is not the son of the Hou family, or the nephew of the general in the army?"
After a pause, the old shopkeeper's smile became even more proud: "This time at the Minshan Sword Festival, which Guanzhong people don't have a bright face? This time, my Xie family asks them to cooperate with them, which one of them will not help?"
Master took a deep breath and wanted to say something else.
However, the old shopkeeper gave him a very meaningful look, and said slowly: "Business has its own profit and loss, whether it is a loss or a profit, what you want in the end is face, reputation, and how many people you support. If not, how can the business last for a long time, and why care about temporary gains and losses?"
"You're right."
The master suddenly came to his senses, bowed slightly respectfully, and then began to polish the ink.
…
A carriage with a black dome like an umbrella was slowly driving through the streets and alleys of the Changling Mausoleum, towards the Zhou Family Mo Garden.
Looking at this carriage, even some of the supervisory officials in black who were in charge of guarding along the way couldn't understand why he had to come to Mo Garden twice in just a few days with his identity as Chief Ye.
The black carriage stopped suddenly when it was more than ten feet away from the gate of Moyuan.
A handsome Tiansi official in black clothes quickly walked to the side of the carriage, bowed deeply to the carriage, and reported in a very low and fast voice: "Just half an hour ago, the Xie family in Guanzhong sent a scorched tail. letter, asking for help from the major chambers of commerce in Guanzhong, and asking the major chambers of commerce in Guanzhong to help purchase two medicines, Tianmoluo and Chamaejamas. Tianmoluo greatly stimulates the spirit of practitioners and improves the flow of Qi and blood in a short period of time, but a large amount will cause hallucinations. The chamaema chamaejasma flower is more fire-poisonous, if the qi and blood are too strong to eat, it is easy to develop sores, and both internal and external will be defeated."
"I don't want to hear such nonsense." Ye Ce's cold but powerful voice resounded clearly from the carriage, "You should understand what I want to know."
The young Supervisor of Tiansi suddenly sweated slightly on his forehead, and said more respectfully: "It was only found that Xie Changsheng sent a letter from the Minshan Sword Sect. The specific deeper reason is still under investigation."
"Go."
Two words came out of the carriage very simply.
The black carriage continued to drive towards the gate of Moyuan, and the young Tianjiansi official immediately walked away with his head bowed as if he had received an amnesty.
No one stopped.
Shao Killer, who was still sitting on the bamboo mat, didn't even lift his eyelids.
When the black carriage passed through the outer garden and approached the small courtyard where Ding Ning lived, the curtain of the door swung silently.
Ye Ce, dressed in white, sat coldly and quietly in the carriage, looking at the quiet Mo Garden in front of her, her eyes were filled with emotion.
Although it is only a successor, it is finally time to say goodbye.