Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 801 Wujin Wooden Box
"Okay, senior, I will seriously think about it."

As a result, Xueer, who was already out of her mind, was even more out of touch with food and drink.

However, this is related to her future destiny, and Wei Zi cannot make decisions for her.

On the third day, before Wei Zi went out, Xueer still followed her, but her eyebrows were downcast and she never said a word. Wei Zi took her hand and reunited with the monk surnamed Xiao.

When I came to Fangshi, I entered the agreed box. At this time, the friend of the monk surnamed Xiao, Xi and the monk Yuanying of Xianzong were already waiting in the box.

As for Binglianzhi, before they entered Fangshi, Wei Zi had already handed it over to the monk surnamed Xiao.

One is to show her sincerity, the other is that this thing is not so precious to her that she needs to be cautious, and the third is, if Zhenjun Heng Xiao does not show up in the end, either the cultivator surnamed Xiao obediently returns the thing, or Don't blame Wei Zi for being cruel.

The monk surnamed Xiao naturally didn't know what Wei Zi was thinking, and he was naturally extremely satisfied with Wei Zi who had cashed in the reward early.

On the contrary, Xue'er, ever since Wei Zi handed Binglianzhi to the monk named Xiao, she has been peeking at him from time to time, for fear that he would take the things and run away.

But she is a child, and everyone will not be annoyed because she looks at her twice, but find her interesting.

The friend of the monk surnamed Xiao, speaking of high status, is also from the sect of Daojun Xihao.

However, it was not Zhenjun Xihao's disciple, but Zhenjun Xingzhen, the registered disciple accepted by the eldest disciple of Zhenjun Xihao.

Speaking of which, it was True Monarch Hengxiao's direct relative, nephew and nephew.

It's no wonder that monk surnamed Mu was devastated and couldn't get things done, so monk surnamed Xiao asked someone out so quickly.

This relationship is really tough.

Guessing that Zhenjun Hengxiao is coming soon, Zhenjun Xingzhen and Wei Zi exchanged a few words, and then went out to meet Zhenjun Hengxiao.

Wei Zi and the monk surnamed Xiao were left waiting in this box.

Xue'er was a little restless, and looked at the door frequently, Wei Zi laughed and scolded: "You little girl, why don't you have any patience at all, if you are so restless and let other true kings see the joke, I will throw you out .”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to the monk surnamed Xiao, "You let Daoist Xiao see a joke. This child looks cute, but she is actually the most impatient. I dare not leave her alone in the inn, so I can only take her with me."

"It's okay, those of us who are elders, didn't we all come here from this time, fellow daoist, don't be too harsh, little friend Xue'er is still young, and she is already considered stable.

There are also a few juniors in my family, those naughty ones give me a headache..."

The two chatted homely, and the atmosphere was not as serious as it was at the beginning, which made Xue'er relax a lot.

The two were talking lively, when finally there was movement from the door over there.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, fellow Daoist Wei, wait for a long time."

It was the voice of King Xingzhenzhen. As his words fell, two Nascent Soul cultivators appeared in front of the box, one behind the other.

The person in the back was the Zhenjun Xingzhen whom Wei Zi had met before, while the person standing in front had a calm demeanor and a handsome appearance. Looking closely at those eyes, he was exactly the same as Xue'er.

Not to mention the blood, just relying on these eyes alone, Wei Zi believed the fact that the two were father and daughter.

Wei Zi and the monk surnamed Xiao stood up from their seats, and the four sat down after seeing the ceremony.

"Young Daoist Wei, my uncle is really busy preparing for the Dharma conference recently. I have been invited many times, so I have some free time. Why don't we make a long story short, don't be polite, and just make a deal, what do you think?"

"According to what Friends Xingzhen said, I heard that Zhenjun Hengxiao has the map of the sword master cracking the mountain in his hand, and I admire him very much. I don't know what Zhenjun Hengxiao wants, so he is willing to exchange it?"

As soon as Zhenjun Hengxiao entered the box, he would look at Xue'er from time to time, and it was not until Wei Zi spoke to him that he regained consciousness.

"Although this picture of Sword Master Cracking the Mountain is not very useful to me, it's just that I don't lack spiritual objects recently, and I don't have anything I want to exchange. It's just that my nephew Xingzhen said that he is a good friend. Now that we’re going through this journey, how about fellow Daoist Wei take a look at the picture of Sword Master Cracking the Mountain first, and then you bid, if there’s something I want, let’s continue to discuss, how about it?”

Zhenjun Xingzhen was a little surprised when he heard Zhenjun Hengxiao's words, and unconsciously raised his head to glance at him.

Although True Monarch Heng Xiao was close to him in cultivation level and age, he was his direct uncle. On weekdays, he also assumed the status of an elder, and he was very serious when he didn't speak harsh words to them.

He is so approachable today, and he took the initiative to show Sword Master Cracking the Mountain Map, which really surprised him.

It's just that he was only entrusted by a friend to be a middleman, and he would not jump out to tear down his uncle at this time.

Wei Zi saw the changes in everyone's expressions, and didn't say much, just nodded in agreement with Zhenjun Hengxiao's statement.

To be honest, all the people present, including Zhenjun Xingzhen, had only heard about the map of the sword master, and had never seen the real thing. When Zhenjun Hengxiao took out this object, he couldn't help being curious, and his eyes followed closely Looking at Zhenjun Hengxiao's hands, he was not distracted for a moment.

I saw a long wooden box about three feet long, placed on the table, the material was actually made of black gold wood.

Water and fire are invulnerable, swords and guns are invulnerable, and spells do not hurt.

Such a large piece of ebony wood is enough to be refined into a magic weapon, but now it is used to hold a painting. It can be seen that this picture of the sword master cracking the mountain is indeed very precious.

Of course, this does not rule out that Zhenjun Hengxiao specially exchanged the Wujin wooden box before coming here in order to raise the price for Sword Master Cracking the Mountain.

Although he is the direct disciple of Lord Huashen Dao, he can't think too much about him.

After all, Wei Zi felt that if he were himself, he would definitely do this.

However, this somewhat insignificant guess was quickly vetoed by Wei Zi himself.

Because when Zhenjun Hengxiao personally opened the Wujin wooden box, the entire box was immediately filled with Jinrui Qi.

It seems that there is sword energy vertically and horizontally.

Only this ebony wood can hold this picture of the sword master cracking the mountain.

It doesn't matter that they are Nascent Soul cultivators, but Xue'er, who is a little doll of Qi refining, couldn't bear it immediately.

Seeing this, Wei Zi waved his hand to cast a barrier around her to protect her, but he didn't want someone to be one step ahead of her, and shot at the same time the box was opened.

Wei Zi looked at Xue'er, with the ice-blue enchantment shining, looked at Zhenjun Heng Xiao, and then at Xue'er.

"Thank you, Zhenjun Hengxiao, for taking the initiative, otherwise this girl Xue'er will suffer a lot, Xue'er, why don't you thank senior."

Xue'er seemed a little at a loss in the enchantment. After Wei Zi finished speaking, she didn't see her speak.

"Cher?"

(End of this chapter)