If anyone is most surprised by the fact that there is an extra sword embryo in Jingyuan, it must be Sun Rongrong.

As the Jiange, which is broken in small world, Jing Yuan is very familiar to Sun Rongrong. In the past two years, as a silk merchant, she has been doing business of selling magic weapons in private. She naturally knows the treasures in her own warehouse. As for this sword embryo, it is not that he deliberately hides his own private life, but that he really has no impression of it.

Looking at the innate sword embryo floating on the water, it was too barely said that it was a sword. It was about three feet long and black all over. The material was not a kind of metal, but like a kind of wood.

After this "sword" appeared, Long Yabi seemed extremely active, and her entire sword body was trembling and even felt a little hot, as if she was constantly urging Zhao Xifeng to choose this sword.

Zhao Xifeng asked Long Yabi as a very young student: "Boss Jian, do you really want me to choose this black wood?"

Long Yabi let out a clear sound.

Zhao Xifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, reached out to fish out this very ordinary "wooden stick" from the well water. Looking left and right, it didn't look like a sword no matter how you say it.

"I remembered it!" Sun Rongrong suddenly clapped her hands and said, "This wooden strip is not a sword embryo at all. It is the wood left when the Jingyuan was built. I was too lazy to bring out the Jiuyou Mirror, so I threw it into the well water. Who would have thought that the wood would sink when it encountered water? I thought it was too troublesome to salvage it, so I ignored it."

Zhao Xifeng frowned and pondered for a moment, and asked, "Did Miss Sun remember the source of this wood?"

Sun Rongrong nodded and replied, "Of course, Jing Yuan is actually a magic weapon as a place to raise swords. The material is very exquisite. This wood is a century-old wood essence that I asked someone to transport from Daze Mountain. Most of the time has been used up, leaving only such a small piece."

A strange light flashed in Zhao Xifeng's eyes, and then he deliberately concealed it and nodded quietly.

Daze Mountain! That is the place where the dragon dragon in the Dragon Ya Biyuan was suppressed. It seems that there is indeed a connection between this wood and Dragon Ya Bi.

"Oh, I didn't expect that this wood essence has been with the Taoist sword in the well water for many years, and it has also given birth to the sword spirit," Sun Rongrong sighed while pretending to behave, regardless of the fact that she had already denied that this wooden stick was not a sword embryo at all. She obviously wanted to "use inferior as good as good" and treat this object as an innate sword embryo to make up for Zhao Xifeng.

Zhao Xifeng's mind was full of the relationship between the wooden strip and Long Yabi at this moment. Although he also understood Sun Rongrong's thoughts, he didn't want to care too much, so he followed her wishes and took the wooden strip as a sword embryo and put it in his pocket.

Then, the two left the broken little world in Jiuyou Mirror and returned to the warehouse. Sun Rongrong hummed all the way, looking very good. No wonder, even she, she rarely earned 500,000 taels of silver one day, and even sold a slightly spiritual wooden strip as a sword embryo to a fool, and gained a lot.

Zhao Xifeng, on the other hand, held the five flying swords and a wooden strip that Zhao Wu could not earn in his tenure as a postman in a hundred lifetime, for fear of a mistake.

Zhao and Sun said goodbye at the gate of Lao Sunji Silk and Satin Village. In order to prevent anyone from getting into trouble, Sun Rongrong specially called a carriage for her nearby car dealership. In her opinion, Zhao Xifeng should be a child of a wealthy family with a low cultivation level. She only has a good swordsmanship talent. When she went to Beijing to buy a sword, her family should have deliberately given her a training experience, so her self-protection ability should not be strong. Besides, even if a child with cultivation is in his body, how much pounds can he have?

If he knew that Zhao Xifeng was actually a monk in the Ai period, he would probably be shocked to his chin for the third time in one day.

The first two times were naturally worshipping swords and the dead wood sword spirit.

Zhao Xifeng got on the carriage, holding the "wooden stick" in his left hand, and holding Long Yabi in his right hand, looking at it with a serious expression, trying to see the connection between the two.

But after looking at it, the dragon's teeth look like gold and jade, and the wooden stick looks like dead, but in fact it is as hard as iron. However, no one can judge the relationship between the two by the naked eye alone.

Zhao Xifeng raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders, and gently knocked the wooden stick on the spine of the sword. It was originally just an unintentional act, but unexpectedly, a sudden change appeared!

It seemed to be auditory hallucination. A whine came from the originally hard wooden stick. Then, the whine turned into a faint sigh, while Long Yabi trembled again and began to heat up!

The heat was transmitted to the wooden stick through the sword body, and the black wooden stick began to become soft, like ice strips melted under the sun in winter, and black liquid kept melting on the wooden stick and falling on the dragon's teeth.

This process lasted about half a cup of tea, and the entire wooden stick melted away. The black juice it turned into was completely wrapped in Longyabi. Half of it was absorbed into the sword, and the other half was attached to the various bumpy gaps on the sword's body, making the entire sword body look even more ugly. Now, I guess even if Zhao Yuzhen reborn, he could not see that the ugly short sword that met black and green was his former sword.

After all this, Longyabi returned to normal, the light dissipated and the warmth stopped.

Zhao Xifeng watched all this happen foolishly, and had no time to react. He murmured in the air: "Is a congenital sword embryo gone?"

Long Yabi shook gently in response, as if he was a little flower snake who had a full meal.

Zhao Xifeng smiled bitterly and thought to himself that it turned out that Boss Jian was just hungry, so the 100,000 taels of silver would be wasted.

Zhao Xifeng put away his sword behind his waist and looked out of the car window. After a while of observation, he felt that the street scene was a little different from when he came. He looked at Sunlight. When he entered the city, he came from the west, but now the carriage is driving towards the south of the city.

"Master, you're going the wrong way." Zhao Xifeng lifted the curtain and patted the driver on the shoulder. The driver turned around in a daze in a humming Kyoto tune, "Ah", and then asked: "This guy, that's right, I'm very familiar with the way to Cuilianwei, Nancheng, I can't make it wrong!"

Zhao Xifeng smiled slightly and said, "Master, it's not Cui Lianwei, you don't need to return. Look, we should go there. Zhao Xifeng said as he stretched out his right arm and pointed to the west.

Just as Zhao Xifeng stretched out his arm and the empty door opened wide, the strange coachman suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed him hard at the position of Zhao Xifeng's left chest and heart. In his mouth, he was humming the Kyoto tune!

Zhao Xifeng was also a person who had been wandering between life and death for several times. At the critical moment, he did not make any other moves, but his true energy was circulating all over his body, and the Yuanling shield was automatically opened. At the critical moment, it blocked this extremely unexpected and sinister knife!

Such a method is to kill the old man!

Zhao Xifeng slashed down with a palm, thinking at the same time.
Chapter completed!