Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 205 Flood Dragon Pattern Shuiyun Sword and Departure
The three long black beards added a bit of stability and depth, and the eyes were deep and quiet, as if they could penetrate people's hearts and see through the world.

Strangely, the middle-aged man was holding a long package in his hand, looking at the white-faced Confucian scholar who greeted him with a half-smile.

From the tone of voice, the two seemed to be very familiar with each other.

"Haha, although I know that brother Yang has never missed an appointment, but this matter is of great importance, so naturally I am a little worried about gains and losses. I hope brother Yang will forgive me." The fat man swept the long bundle in the middle-aged man's hand, his face full of excitement. "Could it be that this is the thing that brother Yang personally built?"

"That's right, brother Yuwen can take a look at it first." The middle-aged man smiled slightly, handed the slender bundle in his hand to the white-faced Confucian scholar, and sat down on a nearby chair calmly.

He casually picked up one of the teapots that still had spiritual tea, just picked it up, seemed to think of something, and put it down as if nothing had happened.

The white-faced Confucian scholar held the slender bundle in his arms. After a brief pause, he placed it on another table, swallowed, and opened it tremblingly, revealing a three-foot long sword with a blue scabbard. Four spirit stones of different colors are inlaid on the hilt of the sword, which seems to be an extraordinary spirit tool.

Seeing the sword, the white-faced Confucian scholar suddenly became cautious, holding the hilt with one hand, and slowly pulled out the sword.

"Zheng!"

After a clear cry like a dragon's chant, a blue sword glow appeared in front of the white-faced scholar, and then turned into a small blue dragon, swaying wildly in front of him.

The white-faced Confucian scholar's eyes shone, and he shook the hilt of his sword. The light of the small blue dragon suddenly dimmed, and turned into a bright blue dragon-patterned sword, which appeared in his hand.

"Hiss—" The white-faced Confucian scholar gasped in shock.

"Turning into shape! This is the second top-level spiritual tool that has appeared in Yuyang City in the past hundred years. It's wonderful! Hahaha! Brother Yang, you are really my little brother's lucky star!" After the long sword was sheathed again, he hugged the sword suddenly, grinning wildly with surprise and surprise on his face.

"Brother Yang, this sword is a bit stronger than the top-grade high-level spiritual tool 'Golden Lion Sword' that you refined out of the fleshy material of 'Suanni Beast' back then!" Believe your eyes.

"It's nothing. To be able to refine this spiritual tool, it's only because the materials you provided are good enough. Otherwise, no matter how great you are, you won't be able to refine a top-level spiritual tool." The middle-aged man did not look too happy. He said calmly.

"Hey, this is also the eldest brother! How can you change those guys who don't have such a good name?" The white-faced Confucian scholar smiled in amazement.

Then his expression changed, he opened the scabbard of the sword, took a look at it, and asked again: "Brother Yang, you made this sword. I wonder if you gave it a name?"

"Name?" The middle-aged man looked thoughtful when he heard the words and began to think quietly.

The white-faced Confucian scholar didn't have the slightest impatience for this, and looked expectant.

"Let's call it 'Jiaowen Shuiyun Sword'!" The middle-aged man seemed to have remembered something, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes, and he said with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Jiaowen Shuiyun Sword!" The white-faced Confucian scholar murmured to himself, and then laughed out loud, "Good name!"

"It's fine if you think the name is good. This sword is the last spiritual tool I will create for you. Soon, I will leave Yuyang City, and I probably won't come back." The middle-aged man smiled, and suddenly said so Said.

The strange thing is that the white-faced Confucian scholar didn't get too excited when he heard the middle-aged man's words, as if he knew it long ago, he sighed helplessly.

"Brother Yang, since you have already made a decision on this matter, I will fully support you younger brother! As one of the three major companies in our Tianyuan territory, 'Yunlan Company' is more powerful than the other 'Tiandong Company' and 'Guangxing Company'. Even better, I entrusted a close friend, and finally got a contract token of 'Yunlan Company', and I'm not sure if it will work." The white-faced Confucian scholar hesitated after explaining , put down the "Jiaowen Shuiyun Sword", and took out a big green palm brand from his arms.

"Thank you, Brother Yuwen." The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and took the green token engraved with strange patterns. The lines were winding and winding, like an ancient totem.

Then turn over the token, and there are two conspicuous ancient characters on it, which are as graceful as a swimming dragon and graceful as a frightened bird. If you look closely, it is clearly the word "Yunlan".

"Brother Yuwen, thank you for keeping your mouth shut for so many years, never leaking my existence, and collecting for me a large number of secret elixirs and many rare herbs that are useful in promoting body refining. But we are destined to be together. At this point, Yang can only say goodbye!" After the middle-aged man said the last words, he stood up casually, cupped his hands briefly, and walked towards the hall door without looking back.

Seeing this, the white-faced Confucian scholar moved his lips twice, but in the end he didn't say any dissuading words, but when the middle-aged man really disappeared at the door, his face finally showed a look of sadness.

In the past 20 years, the other party has refined countless high-level spiritual tools. Although he has also paid a lot, including various herbs, materials, and intelligence, in general, he has taken a huge advantage.

When the other party entered the city, leading him on a whim, in the eyes of the white-faced Confucian scholar, was probably the most correct thing he had ever done in his life.

After the middle-aged man left the Yunlong Auction House, he raised his legs and rode on a war beast that looked like a horse, and went straight to the nearest city gate.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man appeared on a slope dozens of miles away from Yuyang City. He glanced at the huge city wall in the distance, and suddenly jumped off the horse and war beast, and slapped his face with his sleeves. wave.

An incredible scene appeared!

After the sleeve robe was put down, not only did the three strands of black long beard fall off, but the middle-aged face also became abnormally young, turning into the appearance of a handsome young man in his twenties.

He changed into a set of black brocade robes instantly.

And looking at his face, it is Yang Gan who escaped from the tenth-level monster Suanni beast in the outer star sea of ​​the human world.

Yang Gan glanced at the distant city wall indifferently, turned around suddenly, stopped riding even the war beasts, and strode away into the distance.

Not long after, his figure turned into a black spot and disappeared into the wilderness.

Two days later.

night.

In an uninhabited barren mountain, there are many peaks and towering ancient trees.

Deep in the silent and mysterious mountains, there is a cave with a strange shape.

This cave was not formed naturally, but seemed to be temporarily opened up with great mana.

In the cave, Yang Qian, dressed in black, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, sitting on the futon, with his five hearts facing the sky, waiting in awe.

A strong spiritual energy permeated his body, as if forming a hazy halo around him.

These spiritual energies are wandering and looming, floating in the air like solidified mist, surrounding Yang Qian's body, constantly drifting away.

His body is like a huge magnet, attracting these particles filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Outside the entrance of the cave, the moonlight is like water, and the stars are scattered.

After just one stick of incense, Yang Qian suddenly closed the kung fu with a powerful force like a rainbow.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a golden light shining in both eyes, like two sharp swords, which seemed to be able to pierce through mountains and rocks.

(End of this chapter)