Behind the door is a very large hall, surrounded by all kinds of rare ores and medicinal materials, in the middle of the hall there is a huge magic circle, Mo Zhiyu guessed that this is the magic circle used by Xuanwu Gong to cast weapons.

Different from the worldly iron-striking and smelting, the real swordsmith completely relies on the yuan force to control the formation, and perfectly fuses all the materials needed, and this "no trace" and "perfect fusion" are the foundation of the swordsmith.

Mo Zhiyu walked forward along the circle, and saw two people kneeling on the ground, he walked over with some confusion and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Meet the master!" The two of them kowtowed slightly, then straightened up and looked at Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu recognized one of them and said, "Breeze." ”

"Yes." Qingfeng nodded.

"Then you're Mingyue?" Mo Zhi looked at the other person.

"Yes." Mingyue also nodded.

"Why are you still kneeling? What about the old gentleman? I would also like to thank him for saving me. Mo Zhi said with a smile.

Qingfeng and Mingyue's faces have always been bleak and desolate, they lowered their eyes, and Qingfeng said slowly: "Old master, he is gone." ”

"Let's go, old gentleman, ......?" Mo Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, he finally noticed that Qingfeng had changed his name for himself and Xuanwu Gong, he had always called himself "Young Master" before, and now he called Xuanwu Gong "Old Master", so there was only one conclusion, which made him unbelievable, "Old gentleman, he ...... Really went? ”

The breeze and the moon nodded sadly.

"How is that possible?! The old gentleman also said that he wanted to train me into a peerless divine soldier, which was his long-cherished wish for more than 2,000 years, how could he suddenly go? Mo Zhiyu's expression was solemn, and suddenly he felt the pain in his spine start to rise again, making him almost exhale.

"Sir has fulfilled his wish." Qingfeng looked at Mo Zhiyu and said, "From now on, you are the last and best work of the old master. ”

Mo Zhiyu finally understood why his spine hurt, why his whole body was broken and now he was all right, and why he appeared in the room just now.

Xuanwu Gong had already used his sword-casting technique to cast the sword embryo into the body of Mo Zhiyu, which was the current spine of Mo Zhiyu, so Mo Zhiyu could get better so quickly. And that room is full of all kinds of divine weapons, which is actually the exhibition room of Xuanwu Gong's works, and he is also one of Xuanwu Gong's works.

So he can't be considered a person anymore, but a ...... Swordsman?

Mo Zhiyu exhaled slightly, straightened up, and said, "He fulfilled his wish, very good, and I don't owe him anything." You two get up, what are you doing on your knees all the time? Is this your hobby? ”

Qingfeng and Mingyue still didn't get up, they glanced at each other, and then put up their hands at the same time, each holding a simple wooden box in their hands, Qingfeng said: "Sir has not only fulfilled his wish, but also yours." ”

"Mine?" Mo Zhiyu was puzzled again.

Then, the two boxes slowly opened automatically, and each box contained a ring, like stone and gold.

"This ......" Mo Zhiyu took a slight step forward and reached out to take out a ring, "Is that the thing?" ”

"Yes." Qingfeng said, "You haven't woken up yet, and the old master has reached the end of the day, so I made this thing according to the letter sent by your old servant, and this is what the old master promised you, and the old master will definitely do it." ”

"We're clear." Mo Zhiyu put the ring on the ring finger of his left hand, fastened another wooden box, and put it into the inner heaven and earth, and then continued, "Xuanwu Pavilion and I are also clear, the old gentleman is dead, and you are also free." I'll give you this Xuanwu Pavilion! ”

"No, master!" Qingfeng and Mingyue knelt on the ground again, making Mo Zhiyu look helpless, his spine was aching now, and it was inconvenient to drag these two people up directly.

"The old master has done everything he promised you, and please fulfill your promise!" This time it was Mingyue who spoke, and he knelt on the ground, his voice was very firm.

"I've fulfilled my promise." Mo Zhiyu held his waist and scratched his head, "Do I have anything else to do?" ”

"Inherit the Xuanwu Pavilion!" Qingfeng and Mingyue said in unison.

"I don't know how to forge swords, so what do you want me to inherit here?" Mo Zhiyu smiled helplessly, "You two have been with the old gentleman for so many years, you should also get the true inheritance, you continue to run the Xuanwu Pavilion, don't be humble." ”

"Doesn't the master understand?" Qingfeng looked up at Mo Zhiyu, "The old master doesn't mean to have a successor, but to entrust us to you!" You are the man of destiny! ”

"Destiny is a ghost...... Mo Zhiyu sat down on the stone sculpture next to him depressedly, "Have you seen my miserable destiny?" ”

"The master doesn't have to be presumptuous." Qingfeng and Mingyue knelt and followed Mo Zhiyu to turn, "The world is in chaos, now the Xuanwu Pavilion will be your reliance, and in the future, the Xuanwu Pavilion still needs you to protect it." The master will live up to my Xuanwu Pavilion, and our two brothers will live up to the master! ”

"Don't do it," Mo Zhiyu hurriedly waved his hand, "There is nothing to bear between the big men, since you are so modest, I will take this pavilion master first, but the external Xuanwu Pavilion is still Xuanwu Gong's." What should you do, what do you want, don't worry about me. ”

Qingfeng and Mingyue glanced at each other, a little embarrassed, but after looking at Mo Zhiyu's face, they immediately bowed again and said, "The slave obeys!" ”

Mo Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally settled these two dead eyes, and then he said: "Okay, don't be a slave or a slave, I don't like it, it's all changed." That, where are Herb and Yiyan now? ”

"Slave...... The subordinates have arranged for Uncle Mo to rest in the shop. Qingfeng pulled Mingyue to stand up together, and respectfully reported, "Miss Yiyan has also been arranged to live in Donglai Yue Inn. ”

"I see," Mo Zhiyu also stood up and began to walk out the door, "Herb will stay and retire, you don't have to worry about it." I'm out there, so don't worry about it. ”

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Mo Zhiyu did not come out of the main gate of the Xuanwu Pavilion, but went to a side door, and hid his whereabouts. After all, for him now, although the Xuanwu Pavilion is good, it is a hot potato that he can't hold, and he can't carry it with him like Tian'a Sword, so on the surface, he can try not to have a relationship without a relationship.

He has been to Chang'an before, he heard Hu Hansan say that there is not much change, as for Donglai Yue Inn, it is Hu Hansan's field, and it is the safest. Because of the pain in his back, he didn't go in a hurry, so he came to the Donglaiyue Inn so slowly, and at a glance he saw the person he saw on the window on the second floor, and that person also saw him.

Next Chapter: "It's the Man"

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