Chapter 122 I heard that the master took the treasure

Ge Guangmu knew in his heart that it should be like this, but in this situation, he could only say: "This may not be, Xin Wubo may have been married a long time ago, or Xin Wubo doesn't like this Chen girl." No, it's possible that this Chen girl doesn't like Xinwubo. Big brother, you think, this Miss Chen can travel thousands of miles to Qingzhang Mountain, she is by no means the kind of graceful and quiet lady, but a heroic woman. ”

When Wan Er heard this, his eyes lit up, and he thought that Ge Guangmu's words were not unreasonable, so he said to Ge Guangmu: "Brother Ge, what you said is not bad, I just happened to go to Qiyun Mountain." ”

Ge Guangmu asked Wan Er what he was doing when he went to Qiyun Mountain, Wan Er thought about it and told Ge Guangmu that it was rumored that there was a divine sword still in Qiyun Mountain, and now many martial arts people have gone.

"Now that everyone knows about it, and the court also knows about it, big brother, this matter is risky."

"Since the imperial court wants to raise thirteen divine swords and send them to the imperial court, then naturally we won't tell the news to the saint so easily, so we still have a chance."

"Since Qiyun Mountain has it, then Qingzhang Mountain should also have it."

When Wan Er heard this, he nodded, hoping that Ge Guangmu could find it, and after finding it, he would also hand it over to the prefect, and then he would use that replacement frost.

"Big brother, even if I find this sword and hand it over to the prefect, there will be one less, and it will be useless at that time."

Wan Er thought about it, Ge Guangmu said this is good, since this has to be raised, if this is missing, the court is naturally unwilling. But soon he thought about it, and said to Ge Guangmu: "I will let people build one, since this frost condensing sword is in our hands, then there is no worry." And now that Jing Zhenjian has also been treated, there is no need to worry too much. ”

Ge Guangmu nodded, Wan Er had nothing to do, and continued to teach Ge Guangmu some knowledge on the rivers and lakes.

After dawn, Wan Er scooped up the sword box and opened the sword box, the sword box was full of water, and there was no longer that fragrance on the scabbard.

Wan Er pulled out this sword, this thousand years later, this sword is still cold and shining, Wan Er waved it, the sword light accompanied the morning sun, Wan Er is like a fairy.

After finishing a set of swordsmanship, Wan Er inserted this sword into the scabbard and said to Ge Guangmu: "It is worthy of the thirteen divine swords forged by the Huayang Patriarch at the beginning, it is really a divine artifact through the ages. ”

After Wan Er finished speaking, he saluted to Ge Guangmu and said, "Brother Ge, I will leave first, and when I will come to Yong'an City in the future, I will make a drink of the plain with you." ”

Ge Guangmu nodded, and also saluted Wan Er, Wan Er gave a horse to Ge Guangmu, Ge Guangmu rode back to Yong'an City, arrived at the inn, changed back into his robe, and was about to leave, but Zhang Zhishu pulled him to reminisce.

Ge Guangmu listened for a while, and then he understood that Zhang Zhishu didn't have the silver taels to go home, and hoped that Ge Guangmu would fund it.

Ge Guangmu gave Zhang Zhishu the remaining twenty taels of silver, and said to Zhang Zhishu: "I don't have much money, this should be enough." ”

Zhang Zhishu said that enough was enough, and after Ge Guangmu left, he had money after settling the account, so he went to the shellfish field first to win a little more.

Ge Guangmu didn't know that Zhang Zhishu was so uncompromising, on the way back, he was thinking about how to find the divine sword, he thought about it, and felt that he should ask Yang Feiyun.

The next day, Ge Guangmu finished his morning class, found Yang Feiyun, and briefly explained the matter, when Yang Feiyun heard the news of the Excalibur, he excitedly shook Ge Guangmu's hand and said, "Where did you know this news?" ”

Ge Guangmu told Wan Er what he had told him, and after Yang Feiyun heard it, he stood up and paced back and forth, saying that it was impossible, impossible.

"Master, what's impossible?"

"The news of this divine sword, Patriarch Geng only told the teacher alone."

"Could it be that the wall had ears at that time."

"It's impossible to say for sure, at that time, Patriarch Geng was already highly poisonous, and my martial arts were low, maybe I was listened to. But even if it was heard, why did you come looking for it now? ”

"It should be that the Lin family heard about it, so they came to find it."

"The Lin family? Well, don't you say that I forgot, if it is a member of the Lin family, there is really this possibility. ”

Yang Feiyun remembered Lin Quan, when Lin Quan was wearing a mask and chatting with himself.

It's a pity that at that time, I didn't know that this mask Taoist priest would be famous all over the world in the future, otherwise I would have talked to Lin Quan more.

In addition to this, he had some resentment towards Lin Quan, and Lin Quan snatched Le Qiong.

Yang Feiyun's resentful thoughts, he immediately recited the Taoist scriptures, suppressed this thought, and then said to Ge Guangmu: "This matter, you can't talk nonsense, how can Lin Wenzheng be a gentleman on the beam." ”

"The apprentice understood, someone should have told the Lin Mansion after eavesdropping."

Having said that, both the master and apprentice were suspicious of Lin Quan. Ge Guangmu also noticed that his identity as a master was not ordinary.

When he was about to ask first, Yang Feiyun returned to his futon and said to Ge Guangmu: "Rubing, until now, I won't hide it from you as a teacher, and the teacher is Mr. Baihe, the head of Kunlun." ”

After hearing this, Ge Guangmu asked in surprise, if Yang Feiyun is the head, then why is he here.

"Rubing, being a teacher is trying to find a head for Kunlun, and now Kunlun is up and down, no one can take on the big responsibility. Therefore, as a teacher, he can only go out to travel. Although you are trapped by this mortal world, you have a good heart, and as long as you can concentrate on cultivating the Tao, you can jump out and become a master of the Dao. ”

Yang Feiyun said this, and also told Ge Guangmu about his embarrassment, now in Kunlun, many people are dissatisfied with him as the head of the house, and want to let him abdicate as the head of the house, so even if Yang Feiyun accepts Ge Guangmu as an apprentice, he can't take Ge Guangmu to Kunlun, and it is still a trivial matter if he can't be the head of the house at that time, if Ge Guangmu is poisoned, then he won't hurt Ge Guangmu in vain.

Ge Guangmu didn't believe it in his heart, and he said cautiously: "Master, everyone is a cultivator, and you should be kind to others. ”

"Cultivators, how many people are cultivators in Kunlun now. Like ice, like ice, you haven't gone through this rain of guns and arrows, and you don't know how powerful it is. It's not clear how the first head died. Not only me, Kunlun, but the two heads of Chixiao are dead, and the current heads can only stay in the capital and dare not return to Chixiao Mountain. That returned to Tibet, Lin Wenzhenggong went everywhere once, and the disciples in the door were suddenly killed so many. Lin Wenzheng was by no means indiscriminately killing innocent people, which shows the situation at that time. As for this Qingzhang, on the day of the election of the head, it didn't cause a huge turmoil. ”

Yang Feiyun talked about the things in the Daomen in recent years, and then sighed: "Now it seems that it is still a pure place in the jungle of the ten directions. That's why I'm placing an order with you. ”

"Then Master, you haven't been going back now......"

"It's not that you won't go back, but after your martial arts are completed and you have enough experience in the rivers and lakes, I will go back to Kunlun."

When Yang Feiyun said this, he told Ge Guangmu: "Disciple, after I hand over the Yu Chong Sword to you in the future, you have to keep it alive, there is a map of the whereabouts of the other twelve swords." Although a thousand years have passed, and some swords have another owner, there should be a sword in place. When the time comes, you can follow the map. If you can find a few handfuls, even if you can present them to the saints, when the time comes, they will not dare to disrespect you. ”

"Master, don't say this, this is unknown."

Ge Guangmu had a sense of foreboding, and Yang Feiyun said freely: "I have seen it all these years as a teacher, and the only thing I am worried about is that there is no successor to Kunlun, such as ice, Kunlun will count on you." ”

Ge Guangmu was a little cramped, and he didn't know whether to answer.

Yang Feiyun patted him on the shoulder three times, and said to Ge Guangmu: "Actually, Qingzhang does have one, and I still know where this divine sword is." ”

Ge Guangmu looked at Yang Feiyun, but he didn't think it was strange when he thought that there was a map in the Yu Chong Sword.

Yang Feiyun asked Ge Guangmu to rest and wait a few days to dig out the sword.

On August 14, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the Taoist temple was in full swing, Yang Feiyun told the number room that he and Ge Guangmu were going to leave here and return to Kunlun.

For this, the number room did not pay much attention, so they took back the salute given to them by the Taoist temple, and after checking, they saw that there was nothing missing, so they wrote it up, and according to the process, they told the abbot.

After hearing this, the abbot was reluctant to leave Ge Guangmu, a living bodhisattva, but these ten jungles have always come and gone freely, so he could only advise.

On the fifteenth, Ge Guangmu and Yang Feiyun left here with their bags on their backs, and they arrived at the back mountain, which was very steep, and there were basically no pilgrims here.

Yang Feiyun pulled Ge Guangmu to walk in the mountains, and after walking for an hour, Yang Feiyuan came to a stone, looked up and down, and then said to Ge Guangmu: "This sword is down there." ”

Ge Guangmu looked at the huge stone and said to Yang Feiyun: "Master, how can we move such a big stone." ”

"Of course not." Yang Feiyun had already prepared, took out a small shovel, and dug on the ground, which played for nearly two quarters of an hour, Yang Feiyun felt that the shovel touched something, so he threw away the dirt with his hand and saw a quaint box.

Yang Feiyun continued to dig, and soon the whole box came out, and Yang Feiyun slowly pulled the box up from the side.

There is also a lock on it, but because it has been buried in the ground all the year round, it has rusted, and as soon as Yang Feiyun shovels down, this lock falls to the ground.

Yang Feiyun and Ge Guangmu took more than a dozen steps back, and then Yang Feiyun used the technique of a flying knife to open the box.

When the box was opened, there was nothing unusual, no black smoke and no aroma.

But Yang Feiyun didn't dare to act rashly, but waited for nearly an hour before he slowly approached the box by himself, holding his breath to avoid any accidents.