I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

The disciples stopped practicing and flew over on their swords to watch the fun.

There is no doubt about Song Dugu's power.

When he was still building his foundation, he defeated two true disciples of the same level, Tianya and Wentian, and then he defeated Lingbo Fairy by half a hand.

Although Song Dugu inherited the name of Zhan Yue Zhen Chuan, he claimed that he wanted to comprehend his own unique swordsmanship, travel around, and challenge sword masters from all walks of life. If Ling Bo Fairy spread the good name of Jue Jian Zong, he spread the reputation of prestige!

He has become recognized by the righteous path as the best swordsman among the younger generation!

The best swordsman of the younger generation challenges the unfathomable master's true teachings. With such a good show in front of us, who would still have the heart to practice? !

"What's there to see? Senior Brother Song will definitely win!" The male monks generally admired Song Dugu.

"If it doesn't look good, then screw yourself! Besides, Senior Brother Xiao has been hiding until now, but you know that he is weaker than Senior Brother Song?" The female monk did just the opposite.

Song Dugu raised his eyebrows, not angry but happy.

Tell me your name? Who in the world doesn't know the name of Zhan Yue Zhen Chuan?

What a arrogant guy who asks questions even though he already knows the answer!

Ever since he became famous, no matter which sword genius he challenged, the opponent was either respectful, fearful, or scared out of his wits. I don’t know how long it has been since he met a peer who could challenge Xiao Wuyou head-on!

"Song Dugu, the true disciple of Zhan Yue, has come here specially to challenge the master's true disciple to decide the title of the number one prodigy in swordsmanship!"

What? Is this the one?

A thousand question marks popped up in Xiao Wuyou's mind, wondering how he was found since he was not familiar with the Zhan Yue Zhenchuan at all?

And I heard that this True Transmission of the Moon Slashing had even defeated Lian Sheng Tian Ya and Wen Tian... Shit! Could it be that he was invincible for too long and had too little time, so he came to pick a fight? !

Xiao Wuyou has maxed out his physical defense and is an excellent escape man. He is confident that he will not be hacked to death, but he does not think that he can win with just one sword. Even if he wins, his spirit sword will be scrapped. What will he do in the next sword test? He only has this spirit sword left!

And there is no benefit in winning the fight. It will be a huge loss no matter how you fight.

So when he looked at Song Dugu, his eyes were filled with disgust, and he was thinking about how to drive him away.

Song Dugu at the foot of the mountain was just the opposite. He looked impatient, and his sword energy was overflowing: "Master, I sincerely beg you to fight me. There is no need to hide your head and show your tail, right?"

No, the sword test is tomorrow, but why do you have to come today? Why are you in such a hurry?

I've heard that Song Dugu is obsessed with swords, and is so obsessed with swords that he has reached the point of madness. Today, I see that it's true.

Xiao Wuyou let out a long sigh, as if he was helpless?

"It's not that I won't go out, I'm just afraid of disturbing Brother Song's interest."

"What do you mean?"

"My swordsmanship is special and I cannot use it casually. Senior Brother Song, you should understand." Xiao Wuyou still used the excuse of love swordsmanship.

The disciples who came to watch the fun looked at each other, obviously disappointed with the result.

"After saying so much, you still don't show up. What's the meaning of not being able to do whatever you want? Could it be that Senior Brother Xiao is afraid?" Someone said this.

Many people think so. Rumors are just rumors after all, and no one has ever seen Xiao Wuyou actually take action.

"What do you know?!" However, Song Dugu turned around and glared, and rushed forward with his sword energy and cultivation, causing the man to kneel down on the spot with a pale face.

"It is rumored that some extremely powerful and mysterious sword-raising techniques require one to cultivate the sword and regulate one's breathing for a hundred days, and then one can draw the sword after a thousand days! If the sword is not drawn, then it's fine, but once it is drawn, the heaven and earth will change color!" When Song Dugu said this, he looked towards Wuyou Peak with awe and reverence on his face.

He lived his whole life only for the sword. He once thought he had reached the top of his peers, but it was lonely at the top. Unexpectedly, he finally found a peak that he could climb again!

"Could it be that Senior Brother Xiao is in seclusion on weekdays just to cultivate his sword?!"

The disciples were in an uproar and extremely excited. They finally solved the mystery that had troubled them for ten years, why the master's true disciple had been in seclusion and not coming out.

"Am I right?" Song Dugu asked.

That’s right, I didn’t even know I was so powerful... Xiao Wuyou covered his face helplessly.

But he still said in an unfathomable way: "...That's right. If I don't use my full strength, it will be an insult to both you and me."

These words really touched Song Dugu's heart.

I don’t know how many defeated generals find all kinds of excuses when they lose. Only those who value the duel like Xiao Wuyou are opponents worthy of admiration!

Not only for victory or defeat, he now wants more and more to meet the true disciple of the master and make friends with him through swordplay.

"Okay, you concentrate on regulating your breathing and practicing with your sword, and we will compete for the title of the number one swordsman!"

Song Dugu finally left.

Oh, what's going on? I had to deal with the agreement with the Great Elder, and now there's another fellow disciple with a brain problem who wants to chop my ass for no reason...

Especially since he was only at the Jindan stage, he was still a little scared when facing his fellow disciples. Yang Wei had made such a big scene just for sparring, how could he be in a real fight?

As expected, he is still a supporting role and does not have enough luck.

But there haven't been any new prophecy images recently. It would be nice if luck could come to me on its own...

Xiao Wuyou had just collapsed on the bed when he heard shouting from outside again.

"Brother Xiao, someone wants to see you!"

Damn it, it’s not over yet, right?

"I have an appointment with Zhan Yue Zhenchuan to fight, so I need to cultivate my sword and regulate my breathing, so it is inconvenient for me to come out. My friend, please go back." Xiao Wuyou shouted directly with his spiritual energy.

Finally settled.

"Master, your fiancée went back first and said that since it is not convenient today, we will see each other another day."

Xiao Wuyou jumped up from the bed with a roll.

Wife, wait a minute!!!

Chapter 27 Xiao Wuyou is actually this kind of person? !

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"So cute! Is there such a beautiful girl in our sect?"

"She's from outside, right? She has a nice face, but a bad figure."

"What do you know? How can you rule the world if you don't have peace in your heart?"

Liu Feiyan glared at the people who were talking nonsense nearby, but unexpectedly, those disciples became even more excited, causing a small cheer.

The corner of her mouth twitched, but she just sighed. She didn't have the energy to argue with these people.

It's a rare occasion that I come here so early in the morning, and I even dressed up, but I can't see him.

"This stinky guy..."

Liu Feiyan felt both depressed and empty, and she didn't even feel like cursing.

She had never felt so uncomfortable as she did now, and she quickened her pace as if she was escaping.

"Xiaoyan'er, Xiaoyan'er, don't be anxious."

"Why? They said they had something to do and they didn't want to see me..."

The girl was speaking when she stopped abruptly.

I don’t know when, the gentleman I have been thinking about day and night suddenly appeared in front of me, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Liu Feiyan's expression suddenly lit up, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, but the next second she immediately pretended not to care: "Aren't you in seclusion? Isn't it inconvenient?"

Xiao Wuyou nodded: "Tomorrow is the sword test, I naturally have to prepare."

The girl played with the ends of her hair and said deliberately, "Oh, I won't bother you then."

Although she understood, she still felt lost.

Yes, cultivating to become an immortal is the ultimate pursuit of those who practice Taoism. This engagement is, after all, just a pastime.

I didn't dress up just for him...

"but."

"For Yan'er, no matter how inconvenient it is, I will come. How can a mere trial compare to Yan'er's company?"

Xiao Wuyou stepped forward and whispered in the girl's ear: "Yan'er looks even cuter today than usual."

"Varied......!"

The girl was stunned, her face still flushed.

"Hmph! Whatever, I just dressed up casually."

Liu Feiyan felt that her previous annoyance was swept away, and she happily followed Xiao Wuyou back to Juejian Sect.

"Hey, why does Senior Brother Xiao seem to be very familiar with her?"

"Could she be the daughter of the Liu family? Senior Brother Xiao's fiancée!"

The disciples passing by stared at Liu Feiyan, all of them were shocked and envious.

The girl dressed up today and changed out of her training clothes. Her red hair was tied into a side ponytail, showing her delicate beauty. Her short skirt swayed, and her well-proportioned legs were not too thin and without any excess fat, which was so beautiful that it captured people's hearts.

Following Xiao Wuyou, she really feels like a young lady coming for a tryst.

Xiao Wuyou brought her to a pavilion in the sect to rest. The disciples around were quite curious, but they consciously hid hundreds of meters away and watched secretly, so they could not see the specific situation clearly.

"What brings Yan'er here this time?" Xiao Wuyou asked.

"I haven't thanked you for what you did a few days ago. This is a small gift. Consider it a thank you gift."

Liu Feiyan casually took out an exquisite sandalwood box.

Xiao Wuyou almost accepted it as a matter of course, but after seeing what was in the box, he almost couldn't hold back.

There was a jade pendant in the box. Half of it was as pure and flawless as jade under the moon, while the other half was tinged with crimson flames that flowed slowly, emitting a shocking aura that made Xiao Wuyou's soul feel like it was burning.

This is... a divine weapon?!

From low to high, magic weapons are divided into four grades: low, medium, high and ultimate. Above these are immortal magic weapons, which are the so-called divine artifacts!

Even a powerful force like the Absolute Sword Sect would be tempted by this. The Absolute Sword Sect has only a handful of divine weapons, and even Xiao Wuyou saw a divine weapon for the first time.

It’s amazing! He is a son of luck and has such a treasure hidden in his home!

"How about it? Not bad, right? This is my Liu family's heirloom, the Phoenix Blood Warm Jade." Liu Feiyan puffed out her chest proudly.

"The wearer can nourish his primordial spirit, refine his soul, and be immune to all poisons and spells of the same level as the wearer. Those who are destined to wear it can even activate the residual soul of the Divine Phoenix!"

After the shock, Xiao Wuyou was in trouble.

Although the artifact is good, there are two problems.

First, it was too valuable! He was now at the center of a storm, with the Great Elder watching him from above and Song Dugu picking on him from below. If he took a divine weapon, was he asking for his life?

Second, it is a bit useless. Xiao Wuyou has a special physique. When he was trying to improve his cultivation by consuming natural treasures, he also found that no matter whether it was poison spells or auxiliary cultivation, in short, magic weapons that were not direct attack types were useless to him.

This Phoenix Blood Warm Jade is also a magic weapon to assist in cultivation. It is already very powerful to be able to make his physique react a little bit. Moreover, when it comes to warming up the primordial spirit and tempering the spirit, the luck has been permeated little by little.

"I can't take it. It's too valuable."

"You saved my life and helped me practice, how can I not accept it?" Liu Feiyan frowned.

"But......"

"Oh, it's so annoying!"

Liu Feiyan quickly pushed the small box into Xiao Wuyou's arms, looked at the Phoenix Blood Warm Jade reluctantly, and then looked away.

This is a divine weapon. You should know that if a cultivator can master a top-grade magical weapon, he has the capital to establish his own sect.

The family heirloom was right in front of her, and even Liu Feiyan herself was jealous of it, fearing that she would not be willing to give it to Xiao Wuyou if she was even a second late.

Xiao Wuyou suddenly said, "Since you gave it to me, the right to dispose of this Phoenix Blood Warm Jade naturally belongs to me, right?"

"Of course, that's my word." Liu Feiyan said seriously.

"Well, Yan'er, close your eyes first."

"what?"

Although it felt a little strange, Liu Feiyan still did as she was told.

She just felt a slight pain on her neck.

"That's fine."

Liu Feiyan opened her eyes and found that the Phoenix Blood Warm Jade was tied around her neck, and Xiao Wuyou was looking at her with a smile.

"You, what are you doing..." There was a hint of trembling in Liu Feiyan's voice.