School flower's personal dragon

Luoshui small house.

Not long after leaving the street, Yang Dagen and others searched for an advertisement for house transfer, and came to a simple bamboo building near the Miaojia River. It covers an area of ​​about [-] square meters, with a garden inside and surrounded by a bamboo forest. It looks very good. .

"It's here," Yun Shuya made a decision before she entered, her eyes lit up, and her eyes were already fixed on the flowers in the garden inside the house.

"I like this place too," Su Zijin raised her hand to vote, her pair of beautiful black eyes had already been fixed on the swing board on the flat green grass inside, sitting on the swing, you can see flowers when you open your eyes, and you can see flowers when you look to the left. See the gurgling clear river, and look to the right to see the majestic mountains.

Although he won't live in Miao Village for long, and the asking price here is four gold bars, Yang Dagen sees that they all like it here, so he has nothing to say.

"Here are four gold bars, boss, take them well," Yang Dagen took out four golden bars and handed them to the house owner who posted the advertisement.

The boss saw that Yang Dagen took out four gold bars casually, as if he was playing, and his eyes were also surprised. After accepting the gold bars, he turned around and left with a nod and bow.

However, after walking for a long time, the boss changed his face, his eyes showed fierceness, and he said to himself with a strange smile: "Haha, another fool has been fooled, this house is a haunted house, and almost no one who lives in it can survive the first day." It's two days, but that guy seems to be a rich benefactor, if he dies, his property will become mine, it's just a pity for those beautiful girls, "

Yang Dagen didn't know that a big event happened half a year ago in this Luoshui small house where they came. A very powerful middle-earth master came here. Some fishermen said that they saw him hovering in the middle of the Miaojia River at night while stepping on a sword. , sitting for several hours without falling, but this matter was not told by the fisherman until the middle-earth master suddenly disappeared without paying the rent, but no one believed it.

Who would believe it, stepping on a sword and floating on the river, this ability is probably not even the most powerful Wu Ming of the Wu Clan.

Gradually, this house became a haunted house, and almost none of the people who lived in it survived the next day, and died inexplicably that night.

The owner of the Luoshui small house, that is, the boss, was terrified, but he found that it was fine to go in during the day, so he also got a lot of wealth, and now he became malicious, relying on this to get rich and kill himself without anyone noticing.

As everyone knows, just as the boss was talking to himself, Yang Dagen already sensed something strange in the small house that fell into the water, a strong real energy came from the bottom of the house from time to time.

"Don't go in yet, I'll take a look alone," Yang Dagen said in a dark heart, and asked the girls to stand still in the middle of the house, while he walked into the bamboo building.

It turned out that the true energy he sensed was a little weird, sometimes disappearing, stronger and weaker, as if struggling to break out of a certain shackle, which made him very curious.

"Could it be that there's a master of true energy hidden in the house," Yang Dagen thought, following the position of the true essence, he came to the bottom floor of the small house.

is a sword.

Right in the river below the floor of the ground floor, Yang Dagen stared wide-eyed. It was unbelievable. The sword seemed to have pierced a person through the sky. I don’t know how long it took. In short, the person had turned into a skeleton. The flesh and blood on his body probably It was eaten up by fish and shrimp long ago, leaving only white bones.

"Good sword," Yang Dagen stretched out his hand expressionlessly, with a little luck, he saw the sword fall off from the bone and came to his hand, but just as he touched the sword, he was shocked by a huge force He vomited blood and slammed into the corner of the ground floor with a plop.

"Damn, I was almost killed by it," Yang Dagen's scalp was numb, and he was in a cold sweat from fright. There was a huge amount of real energy in this sword, which he sensed just now.

At the same time, he also sensed a mark of true essence on the sword. Judging from the technique, it was very clever, much better than the mark of true essence left on him by his master before.

However, with the death of the sword owner, this imprint lost its dominance and became a thing without an owner. When his true energy entered it, he heard a dying voice.

"Listen, younger generation, those who can get this sword without dying are destined people. I am Wu Guang, the 170th third-generation heir of Shushan Mountain. I have been hidden in the mountains for 190 years. I have finally reached the ninth level of true energy, and I am ready to open up the spiritual veins and enter the ancient world to practice. It's a pity that the sky is not favored, I failed to open up the spiritual veins, and I will die soon, but I don't want to give up the mantle of Shushan, so I set up a low-level formation.

The voice spoke in bits and pieces for nearly 10 minutes. After hearing this, Yang Dagen also knew the origin of the sword and its owner. The owner of the sword is Wu Guang, who is the 170th third-generation descendant of Shushan, and he is also a man of the ninth level of true energy. Yang Dagen couldn't even imagine being a super master with nine levels of true energy.

Wu Guang failed to open up the spiritual veins, and he would not live long, so he left this Zhenyuan imprint will, and also left a Kunyuan sword and a few books on the unique skills taught by the Shushan town, so that the latecomers can help him carry forward the Shushan unique skills.

"Shushan School, it seems that there is no such school in China," Yang Dagen thought for a while, but he didn't care about these, what he cared about was the legacy left by the masters of the ninth level of true energy.

He held the inconspicuous Qingfeng sword about three feet three in length, clang twice, nodded and said hello, then put it in the Xumi ring unceremoniously, and then he jumped into the water Of course, he didn't think that those books were in the water, and they must have been put into his storage ring by Wu Guang.

Even Yan Shou, one of the four major priests of the Green Gang, has a Sumeru ring. He doesn't believe that a super master like Wu Guang would not have one.

Sure enough, he found a black jade wrench in the pile of bones, and felt it slightly, and he sensed a large space, which was bigger than the small house in Luoshui. There were many books and ores of various colors piled up in it. There are some burnt medicinal materials, but unfortunately they have all turned yellow and withered.

"As expected of the Ninth Level of True Qi, the space in this ring is thousands of times larger than that of Yan Shou's computer host," Yang Dagen jumped ashore with a sigh of emotion.

Soon, Yang Dagen reappeared in front of the girls with his whole body wet.

Seeing his appearance, Su Zijin walked over and said worriedly: "Da Gen, you didn't fall into the river, you were all wet, why were you so careless, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Yang Dagen thought for a while and couldn't explain clearly, so he didn't tell them the adventure just now, he just nodded and smiled and said: "Just now I slipped my foot, and I became a drowned chicken once."

"You, you can still laugh, let's go back quickly, your injuries are still not healed, and it will be even more troublesome when you catch a cold," Hongying reprimanded.

So, several people hurried back to the hometown of the Zhao family. Outside their courtyard, Zhao Wanfu and other Zhao family brothers were waiting there with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"They're back, hmph, how dare we provoke our brothers to kill each other, that bitch is too vicious, we must make them look good," a young man from the Zhao family who lost a front tooth yelled angrily, and a group of people rushed back aggressively Yang Dagen and others surrounded him, each more fierce than the other.

Nima, if the previous worries were fulfilled, Yang Dagen was speechless, and when he was thinking about how to deal with it, the head of the family, the old Zhao family, rushed over with a livid face.

"Get the hell out of here, don't you think it's not enough to show up embarrassingly one by one?" Zhao Yishan certainly knew the temperament of these sons, none of them were good birds.

When Zhao Wanfu and other sons saw their father scolding them, they also ran away in fright, but they never let it go.

"I'm really sorry, I made you laugh at these incompetent sons," Zhao Yishan looked at Yang Dagen and Hongying with shame on his face.

Yang Dagen shook his head and smiled, "Clan elders, don't say that, we also did something wrong, how about this, let me go in and change clothes first, and then I'll talk about it in detail."