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Chapter 939 Old Sword Dragon

After dozens of breaths, the giant sword flying boat entered one of the ten thousand foot sword peaks.

There is a hidden world inside the sword peak, which is so vast that it seems to form an independent little world.

The four of them landed on a mountainside, and the giant sword flying boat instantly shrank countless times and flew into Jian Huanzhen's sleeves.

"Nephew Mo, please arrange a resting place for little friend Shen Ye first."

"Yes!"

Mo Yuanfeng was very perceptive. He realized that Jian really wanted to say something to Lu Xuan, so he took Shen Ye and left first.

Naturally, Shen Ye did not dare to have any opinions, nor did he feel dissatisfied or jealous because Lu Xuan was valued by the Huanzhen Sword Master.

After meeting Lu Xuan again, he had already recognized the gap between them and had accepted it calmly.

"Junior Brother Lu, I am accepting you into Huanzhen Sword Peak out of selfishness this time. I should make proper arrangements for your future cultivation career."

"You have two choices now. One is to accept me as your master and I will teach you the essence of my swordsmanship."

"Second, we will continue to address each other as uncle and nephew, but we will just belong to Huanzhen Sword Peak. As nephew Mo is the true disciple of the Sword Sect, this is the case."

"Based on my understanding of you, my nephew, the second option may be more suitable for you."

“Junior Brother, you are already in the late Jindan stage, and your life span is abundant. After entering the Sword Sect, with your spiritual plants and spiritual wine, you will definitely have a lot of resources allocated to you, and it is very likely that you will be promoted to the Yuanying stage.”

"Then we will naturally call each other brothers."

"Besides, you seem to be used to being free and don't like being constrained. Taking me as your master may be a restriction for you."

Jian Huanzhen had been with Lu Xuan for such a long time that he already knew Lu Xuan's character very well, so he did not force Lu Xuan to become his disciple.

Lu Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to Uncle Huan-zhen for his kindness. I am used to being lazy, and I feel more at ease when I am alone."

"Plus, my aptitude can only be considered above average at best, and I am not worthy of being the Sword Master's disciple."

A trace of apology appeared on Lu Xuan's face.

"It doesn't matter, as long as my nephew belongs to Huanzhen Sword Peak."

Jian Huanzhen waved his hand, having already anticipated Lu Xuan's choice.

"By the way, this time when I return to the sect, I will also take you, my nephew, to visit an old senior."

Before he finished speaking, a silver-white streak shot out from behind, wrapping the two of them and bringing them to a space filled with sword energy.

Endless sword energy was floating in the space, and in the middle there was a pure white stone pillar, with a sleeping magical dragon entwined on the stone pillar.

From afar, the dragon's body was emitting a bright white light, and slender sword blades grew out of its body like hair. Two long silver whiskers were floating on its head, and wherever it passed, it brought with it bursts of sword intent.

"Uncle Master, this is..."

Lu Xuan's voice was so audible that a pin drop could be heard, for fear of disturbing the magical dragon in front of him.

"Don't be afraid. This is the old sword dragon from Huanzhen Sword Peak. It is the sword spirit possessed by the first generation Huanzhen Sword Master. It will not harm any of the Sword Peak disciples."

"It's even possible to get a great opportunity from it. The two flying swords behind me were made by obtaining some spirituality from Senior Jian Jiao, which allowed me to refine mid-level flying sword magic weapons."

Jian Huanzhen said slowly.

Lu Xuan felt a lot more relieved after hearing this.

"The reason I brought you here is because I wanted you to meet me."

"Of course, there is one more thing I need to entrust you with."

"The old sword dragon likes all kinds of sword energy treasures. If you have time, you can come and feed it some Zhenzhen Sword Liquid from time to time."

As Jian Huanzhen said this, he took out a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid brewed by Lu Xuan from his storage bag and sent it to the magical dragon in the distance.

"Jian Huanzhen boy, what treasure have you brought to this old dragon?" The mysterious dragon seemed to sense the subtle sword energy in the silver-gray spiritual liquid, woke up, and sniffed it gently with its nose.

"Senior Jian Jiao, here is a bottle of Zhen Huan Sword Liquid. It tastes much better than what you've tasted before. Would you like to try it?"

Jian Huanzhen and Lu Xuan came near the stone pillar and shouted loudly.

"Junior Lu Xuan, I have met my senior."

Lu Xuan saluted respectfully, without showing any disrespect just because the other party was just a sword spirit.

He had taken countless treasures from the previous magic weapon spirit.

The sword dragon glanced casually, as if a lot of sword intent was passing through Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan's heart trembled and his attitude became more respectful.

The sword dragon's attention was completely attracted by the Huanzhen Sword Liquid. It opened its mouth and sucked, and a full bottle of silver-gray spiritual liquid rushed into its mouth like lightning.

“This one is still tasty enough!”

The old sword dragon smacked his huge mouth and sighed.

The sound is sharp and causes a slight stinging sensation in the ears.

"It's been a long time since I tasted such authentic Huanzhen Sword Liquid. How many years has it been since the last time?"

Jian Jiao fell into memories.

"Haha, Senior Jian Jiao, if you want to experience this Zhenhuan Sword Liquid often in the future, you can find this Jianfeng disciple."

"However, it is not easy to brew such high-quality Zhenzhen Sword Liquid. Don't eat and drink their food for nothing."

Jian Huanzhen laughed loudly and pushed Lu Xuan out.

"Okay, Mr. Lu Xuan, right? Remember to bring more Huanzhen Sword Liquid in the future."

There was a hint of recognition in the old sword dragon's eyes as he looked at Lu Xuan.

"Yes, I will definitely bring you the best quality Huanzhen Sword Liquid!"

Lu Xuan expressed his opinion immediately.

He knew in his heart that Jian Huanzhen had brought him here specially to give him a chance to make friends with this mysterious old sword dragon. It was considered a great gift for him to join Huanzhen Sword Peak, so he was quite grateful to Jian Huanzhen.

With a flash of sword light, the two men retreated back to a spacious hall.

"The old sword dragon has been at Huanzhen Sword Peak for more than ten thousand years. Due to the causal entanglement with the first generation Huanzhen Sword Master, it has remained deep in the sword peak."

"In the past, Huanzhen Sword Peak still had a lot of Huanzhen Sword Liquid left by the sixth generation Sword Master. Unfortunately, after his death, few Sword Sect disciples were able to brew high-quality Sword Liquid, so the old Sword Dragon has always missed it."

"Now, you don't have to worry about this problem now that Junior Brother Lu is here."

"I will teach you how to enter later. You can check it out from time to time. It may bring you an unexpected opportunity."

Jian Huanzhen gave instructions to Lu Xuan.

"Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Master. Lu Xuan will keep it in mind."

Lu Xuan bowed sincerely.

"Okay, I will give you more detailed information about Jianfeng later."

"I will summon all the Yuanying Zhenjuns in Jianfeng here, and under their witness, I will admit you, my nephew, into Zhenzhen Jianfeng."

"It's easy to find a talent for cultivation, but it's hard to find a talent for logistics. With a logistics talent like you who has reached perfection in spiritual plants, spiritual brews, and talismans, we can definitely leave the last place in the future comprehensive assessments of the sword peaks to other sword peaks!"

Jian Huanzhen laughed loudly, with a hint of pride in his voice.

Then, a tiny dragon flew out from the two silver swords behind him. The dragon flashed in the air and instantly transformed into seven or eight dragon shadows, controlling the sword light like silk threads and shooting out in all directions.

(End of this chapter)