Zhao Xifeng looked at the angry girl in front of him, and was still immersed in the dizziness that had just wandered outside the sky. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to stare stupidly.

"Who do you think you are? Zhong Tiaochen! Do you dare to wander around while crossing the void?" Sun Rongrong became more and more angry as she spoke, and her fingers almost poked Zhao Xifeng's nose. "Even a practitioner who surpasses Zhiwei, she dared not act like this. If there is any mistake, the body and soul of Chi will be separated for a lifetime! Bowl! I won't do this business!"

Zhao Xifeng came back to his senses and apologized quickly and said, "Miss Sun, please calm down. This is the first time I have crossed the void. I will inevitably become unfamiliar. I have worried you, so please forgive me."

Sun Rongrong hummed twice and thought to herself that the Taoist sword here is not something that ordinary practitioners can afford. She thought that Sister Taozi introduced her to a silly son from a rich man from a foreign country, but she had never used it even for Jiuyoumen. It seems that even if she had a few money, it was limited.

"You have a great fortune, and I probably haven't walked far away. I just walked around Pushui Street. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find your body even in three years. At that time, I have to find a stinky ditch outside the store and throw it away." Sun Rongrong thought about it and felt scared, so she scolded Zhao Xifeng for a few more words.

"Three hours?" Zhao Xifeng was shocked.

Sun Rongrong sneered and said, "What do you think you are feeling in the mirror for only a moment, but this girl's legs are sore when she stands outside the mirror!"

Zhao Xifeng had to sue the crime again, and at the same time, he was secretly surprised that according to Sun Rongrong, unless he reached the level of the Five Great Masters of Central China, the further the distance between the spiritual travel, the harder it will be to retrieve the soul. But why did he just see the entire Central China continent in the mirror and return to his soul safely?

Putting aside this doubt, the world in the mirror just now really opened Zhao Xifeng's eyes. The country of thousands of miles is in his heart. I believe that the long road across the northwest, the Mengshan and the Huailuo Plain was a little petty.

Of course, Zhao Xifeng also knew in his heart that the road he had walked and the road he had seen was still different after all.

After a while, Sun Rongrong scolded her enough. In order to fulfill Taohua Niang's instructions, she had to take Zhao Xifeng to continue buying swords.

"Aren't you going to buy a sword? Just pick it up here." Sun Rongrong turned around and raised her chin to signal him to do so, and retreated aside. Then Zhao Xifeng began to look up at the broken little world that he had stepped on for the first time in his life.

This world is not big. Looking up, it is surrounded by the starry sky in all fields. A red land block about twenty or thirty feet square floating in the sky. Zhao Xifeng and the others stood on this land block.

In the middle of the land block, there is an ancient well three feet square, with water as black as ink and bottomless.

Zhao Xifeng looked around and felt that the scene was very familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that this small world was exactly the same as that of him in Panlong Town. When he was seriously injured and dying, he saw the Peach Blossom Campus in his dream. He just pushed open the temple gate of the starry sky and replaced it with the Jiuyou Mirror behind him.

After looking around in a daze, Zhao Xifeng turned around with a wry smile and asked Sun Rongrong: "Miss Sun, don't tease me, where did the sword come from?"

Sun Rongrong rolled her eyes wide and explained reluctantly: "If you choose the Dao Sword, you will choose you. I don't understand this? There are twenty-three Dao Swords hidden in my well abyss, of which 16 are the hard work of famous swordsmen in all dynasties, and the other seven are innate sword embryos formed by the Yuan Ling of Heaven and Earth. They have not yet become swords, but there are already spirits. You stand by the ancient well. If you have a sword, you will meet you."

Zhao Xifeng heard that buying a sword was so interesting for the first time, and couldn't help but laugh and asked: "Is this a sword or a wife? It's a sign of both sides. If there is no Taoist sword satisfied with me, wouldn't he have to return empty-handed?"

Sun Rongrong stared at the water surface of the ancient well and said lazily: "It is common for guests to return empty-handed here. If you don't even pick a sword, it means you are not in the sword path. You should just die as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, a simple sword-buying journey was a trial that was not big or small.

Along the way, Zhao Xifeng was quite arrogant about his swordsmanship. The Cao Xiaojian and Zhong Li, who still don’t know their real name, both praised him fully, so Zhao Xifeng was not worried.

Zhao Xifeng slowly walked to the ancient well and quietly waited for the Taoist sword that suited him. Sun Rongrong was watching the stars a little further away. She seemed to be disdainful, but in fact her ears were trembling and she was also paying attention to the situation.

Time for a cup of tea has passed, and the well is as quiet as a mirror.

Half an hour passed, and during this period, a total of seventeen meteors crossed the sky from Sun Rongrong's eyes, but still no Taoist sword was revealed.

After an hour, Sun Rongrong finally exhausted all her patience and frowned and said, "There are so many ways to practice Taoism. It seems that you are destined to be unsuitable for practicing swords. Why force it? I have been spending it with you all day with you, and I haven't even had a sip of water yet. It's almost the same."

Hearing this, Zhao Xifeng was silent for a while and asked, "Miss Sun, is there any monk suitable for swordsmanship in the world who cannot choose the flying sword?"

Sun Rongrong sneered: "If you were a swordsman genius who met once a century, I, the swords of the world, could not be worthy of you, so I would naturally not have come out of the well. A few years ago, there was such a master who was in the Sword Tower of Shengjing. His sword intent was shocking the past and present, and he was ashamed of the divine weapons all over the city. No masterless sword dared to recommend himself. Therefore, this great swordsman still used an ordinary iron sword to fight against people. Why? Do you think your swordsman has the strongest talent in a hundred years?"

Zhao Xifeng remembered Mo Qiuyang, Cao Xiaojian, Zhong Li and others, shook his head and said, "I dare not."

"Then don't delay my girl's meal, go away quickly." Sun Rongrong frowned and began to drive people away. Today's day was really not smooth for her.

Zhao Xifeng nodded, left the Gujing two steps, touched Long Yabi on his waist, and suddenly had a whim and asked, "Miss Sun, do you think I have a sword with you? Your swords think I am already a sword-bearing person and don't want to compete with my sword, so I don't want to show up?"

Sun Rongrong looked at Long Yabi, who was bumpy and dark, like a fire stick than a sword, and sneered, "Then you can put the sword down and try it."

She said the word "Sword" with a sarcasm. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xifeng nodded seriously, put Long Yabi ten feet behind her, turned back to the ancient well, and her eyes shot straight down at the well water.

In just a moment, waves flashed in the well, and the originally bare little world began to permeate the fragrance of plants, full of spring.

"Chuncao?" Sun Rongrong frowned again. Chuncao was one of the top-grade middle-grade orders of her twenty-three hidden swords. Unexpectedly, this kid could actually catch his eye.

No! Sun Rongrong's face changed again, and a trace of fine lines flashed through the water in the well, and a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing floated out leisurely.

Chidie? Ranked in the top three in Jingyuan!

After the next three breaths, a flying sword gushed out from the wellhead, like a carp in the river, and a fish leaped over the dragon gate!

Twenty-three Taoist swords surrounded Zhao Xifeng's eyes, and all the ministers bowed their heads.

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Chapter completed!