Confucian Sword Fairy

Chapter 80 Moderate
Xuanyi Palace.

The palace is majestic and majestic, overflowing with mysterious light, and the flying cranes are extremely extraordinary.

In the Great Hall of the Immortal Palace, Mu Changge, who was dressed in white hair, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his body upright, and his aura exuded extremely thick, and under the shock of mana, strands of pure Yang sword intent descended, making the whole hall tremble slightly.

After a while, the maid Lu'er walked into the palace, bowed slightly and said, "Return to my son, Song Zhishu has left Jianzong."

"kindness,"

Mu Changge just nodded when he heard the words, without even opening his eyes.

It seems that he didn't care about Song Zhishu's leaving or staying.

This made Miss Lu'er full of doubts, she couldn't help it, and said respectfully: "My lord, this time Song Zhishu challenged your majesty, and almost destroyed the sect's reform, which caused the head teacher to come and take over the power of the sect again. Did he leave so easily?"

She was angry with Song Zhishu in her heart, thinking that a mere handyman almost ruined the son's plan, and should be punished by the law.

But now the son doesn't seem to take it seriously, of course Miss Lu'er doesn't understand and wants to ask.

"Then what do you think?"

Mu Changge opened his eyes, his tone was still so flat.

"Since Song Zhishu has left Jianzong and has nothing to rely on, I feel that I can do something. If he dies outside in an accident, we will not be implicated."

Miss Lu'er opened her mouth, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, if it wasn't for the protection of Gu Yun Daru last time.

I have already beheaded Song Zhishu, will I keep this person to leave Jianzong safely?
"Song Zhishu had an accident not long after he left. When the news spread to Jianzong, everyone will know what happened."

But Mu Changge shook his head, and continued: "Besides, the head teacher said that even if Song Zhishu left, he would still be a member of Jianzong. Was it just to keep him? The head teacher actually said that to me."

"But Song Zhishu he..." Miss Lu'er wanted to say something more.

"Song Zhishu did do something that shouldn't be done, but from his point of view, he was right. The head teacher didn't completely stop the system from continuing. There's no need to hold on to it all the time. Just let him go. You also temporarily put this Let it go."

But Mu Changge gave up slightly, and said calmly, "By the way, how is the arrangement of Jinzhou?"

He didn't take Song Zhishu completely to heart, because from another perspective, what the other party did was indeed right.

And always.

Mu Changge never thought of targeting Song Zhishu.

What I did was just to continue to carry out the sect reform.

Now that the teacher is starting to intervene, he naturally won't attribute everything to Song Zhishu.

So stop thinking about it and ask another unrelated question.

"Yes, servant girl understands."

Miss Lu'er nodded slightly when she heard the words, and when she heard Mu Changge's question about Jinzhou, she immediately said, "Young master, the news is roughly clear, it's a group of monsters making trouble, and depending on the situation, they should be wiped out soon. What a storm."

"The head teacher personally ordered me to pay attention, so I can't take it lightly."

Mu Changge thought for a moment, and then said, "Go and tell Bai Haochen to pay attention."

"My lord, let Bai Haochen go?"

Miss Lu'er frowned, and couldn't help but said: "This Bai Qiuyu incident, Bai Haochen didn't follow your order, he hesitated to attack Song Zhishu, son, this servant thinks that Bai Haochen is no longer trustworthy."

She gave Bai Haochen many orders at that time, but the other party kept holding back, and in the end they even ignored them.

It must be known that I followed the son's instructions, but Bai Haochen dared not listen.

Lu'er didn't know the reason.

What is certain is that Bai Haochen is now different from before.

"Bai Haochen didn't hesitate to Song Zhishu, but to Mr. Gu Yun and Confucianism."

Mu Changge smiled, his tone was flat, with the pearl in his hand, he seemed to know everything clearly: "Just do as I say, how about Bai Haochen, I have my own ideas, go."

"Yes, son."

Seeing that the young master didn't care about Bai Haochen, Miss Lu'er knew that the young master had already planned, so she let him go.

Immediately, she bowed slightly, and then slowly exited Xuanyi Palace.

Mu Changge was the only one left in the Tiangong.

He did not continue to meditate, but looked outside. His eyes seemed to pass through the inner peak and go straight to the outside of Mingyue City. His eyes revealed the meaning of thinking, and finally spit out a name lightly: "Song Zhishu."

After finishing speaking, Mu Changge withdrew his gaze, then closed his eyes, and the aura around him became more intense.

at the same time.

Song Zhishu sat cross-legged on the sage's sword body, shuttled among the clouds, his robe flapping in the wind.

At this moment, mana surged on his body, blocking the strong wind, but his eyes did not look straight ahead, but at a map in his hand.

This was prepared by Song Zhishu before he left, and the directions and environments of various places were recorded on it.

However, some places are not very detailed because few people have set foot on them.

But it's enough for me now.

"The world of cultivating immortals is vast and divided into five continents and seven domains. The location of Taihao Sword Sect is the eastern border of Zhongzhou. The eastern border is vast and spans hundreds of thousands of miles from east to west. It is impossible for ordinary people to set foot in it in a lifetime. Only those who cultivate immortals Only by riding the wind and controlling the sword can you appreciate this great mountain and river."

Looking at the map in his hand, Song Zhishu couldn't help sighing that this world is too big. Although he had been in Taihao Sword Sect before, he basically never left, and he knew little about the outside world. The reason for the road.

Of course, the so-called travel of thousands of miles does not mean that we really have to travel ten thousand miles.

For example, at Song Zhishu's current speed, the ten thousand miles will not take long at all.

The key is whether you can gain some insight on this journey.

Song Zhishu had already thought about it.

As Mr. Wen Yuan said, follow your heart and don't set clear goals.

"Taihao Sword Sect is located in the eastern border of Central Continent, but the eastern border is also vast, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles from east to west, and I can't finish it all. One is that the mana can't support it, and the other is that the saint's sword embryo is still a low-grade magic weapon, the flying sword. , the speed is limited, and then we must find a place to rest, and then find a way to improve the quality of the saint's sword embryo."

Song Zhishu said to himself, he already had a preliminary idea in his mind, the most important thing for traveling thousands of miles is the flying sword.

The saint sword embryo can grow infinitely, only need to feed iron ore materials or other flying swords.

Then it is supplemented with awe-inspiring righteousness to improve quality.

Therefore, Song Zhishu's idea is very simple, first find a place to buy iron ore materials and other things to help the saint's sword embryo grow, so that it can not only speed up the journey, but also increase its power, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

As for why the Taihao Sword Sect is no longer carried out, the reason is also very simple.

I am now different from before. I am watched from top to bottom, and my every move will be watched.

The matter of the saint's sword fetus is of great importance. If people find out, the same thing as Bai Qiuyu's seizure of the sword may happen again.

Although Jianzong has started to improve now, but as the saying goes, no one can maintain reason in front of a treasure. Song Zhishu knew this, so he thought about leaving.

It's just that he couldn't find his direction for a while as to where he was going now.

So choose to continue to consult the map.

Soon, a place appeared among Song Zhishu's targets.

"Qingzhou is located in the north of the Eastern Realm, 1 miles away from Taihao Sword Sect. The monks ventured into Qingzhou and traded with each other."

Looking at the records about Qingzhou on the map, Song Zhishu immediately determined the direction: "Okay, let's make Qingzhou the first stop."

After making up his mind, Song Zhishu put away the map, stood up, and injected mana into the saint's sword embryo.

call out!
The next moment, the speed of the saint's sword tire increased sharply.

Song Zhishu directly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the clouds.

He controls the saint's sword embryo, even if he doesn't fly with all his strength, he can travel two to three thousand miles a day, so it doesn't take many days to reach the destination, so sometimes he stops and stops, and kills monsters casually when he encounters them, but most of them They are all weak and have not gained awe-inspiring righteousness.

That's it, three days later.

Qingzhou.

This is an ancient city, covering an extremely wide area, where mortals and monks live together.

The city wall is tall, more than [-] feet high by visual inspection, like a huge boulder crawling on the ground, it is extremely majestic, the city wall is blue-gray, and there are traces of the years. There are three different city gates.

One is in the middle, the tallest, and the two small city gates are on the left and right.

There are people coming and going at the left and right city gates, horse farms drive in, there are merchants, peddlers, all kinds of people, without exception, they are all ordinary people.

And at the gate of the tallest city, there are streams of light falling from the sky from time to time, and then they choose to walk into it, all of them are monks.

Obviously in this city, although there are mortals and monks, the three city gates represent two different classes, and they are clearly separated.

However, this city is also the same as the Nine Cities of Taihao Sword Sect. There are strong people sitting in the city and guarded by a moat formation. However, all the monks who come and go are not allowed to walk in the city with swords, otherwise the light ones will be expelled from the city, and the serious ones will be punished directly. .

At the gate of the city, Song Zhishu landed, put away the saint's sword embryo, and walked towards the city.

He was dressed in plain clothes and looked very low-key. After entering the city, he looked around.

There is a wide street in front of you. There are tall houses on both sides of the street, which are connected together and undulate. There are vendors setting up stalls below.

"Premium Qi Condensation Pill, the quality is excellent, and the price is cheap."

"The hundred-year-old magic dragon teeth in the Qingyun Mountains are the only high-quality materials for refining flying swords. First come, first served."

"Fire Spirit Iron Crystal weighs three catties. It can be used to cultivate fire-type spiritual roots. It can also be embedded in flying swords to increase its power. The price is [-] low-grade spirit stones."

One after another voices sounded, all of which are used by monks, everything that one expects to find, and the price is very cheap.

Even Song Zhishu was very moved after hearing it, but he is not a monk who has just entered the practice, and he knows that some things are basically defective products, and some are simply fake, not to mention the things that cost a penny and a penny. very clear.

Because the merchant monks who set up stalls in this kind of street market are basically doing one-off business and basically have no reputation.

Therefore, he directly passed these vendors and walked straight ahead
"There are no special requirements for the iron ore materials needed for the growth of a saint's sword embryo. They are similar to the materials used to refine flying swords. However, this kind of thing can't be bought randomly, and the amount I want may be quite a lot. I must find a worthy one. A place you can trust."

Song Zhishu was thinking while looking for the target.

About half an hour later, he found a pavilion in the distance. After seeing the plaque clearly, his eyes lit up and he walked forward quickly.

Not long after, Song Zhishu came to the front. This pavilion has nine floors up and down. The shape is simple and exquisite, the whole body is black, and it is made of extremely precious wood. It stands on the main street and occupies a huge position. He is a monk, and on the plaque there are three big characters written in dragons and phoenixes: Wanshi Pavilion.

"Wanshi Pavilion, it is rumored that it was founded by an extremely powerful monk. It has a profound background, not weaker than the three major sword sects. Its business involves pills, talismans, magic weapons, etc., all over Central Continent and Barren Continent. It has tens of thousands of years of history. According to history, it is said that as long as you have enough spirit stones, you can buy almost anything you can buy in Wanshi Pavilion."

Song Zhishu was a little emotional. He had heard of the name of Wanshi Pavilion as early as when he was in Taihao Sword Sect, but he had never had the chance to see it.

And when I came to Qingzhou, I knew that there was a Wanshi Pavilion here.

Without hesitation, Song Zhishu walked straight into it.

After entering the Wanshi Pavilion.

The first floor is an extremely spacious lobby with antique decorations that make people feel extremely comfortable. There are various counters around, and each counter sells different things. There are pills and magic weapons, which can be described as dazzling.

And beside these counters, there were monks in groups of threes and twos, looking for what they needed.

"I've met Shangxian, what do I need to come to the Wanshi Pavilion? The Nujia is in charge of the Wanshi Pavilion. If you have any needs, you can directly ask the Nujia."

Soon, a woman in a long blue dress came forward with a soft tone and a smile on her face. The woman is also a monk, but her realm is not high, and she is probably in the second or third level of Qi training.

The woman looked at Song Zhishu, sized it up quietly, and found that the opponent's method was strong, long-breathed, and extraordinary in temperament. She immediately judged that Song Zhishu was not an ordinary casual cultivator.

And the more such a person is, the bigger the shot will be, and the smile in the eyes will be more intense.

"I want to buy some materials for refining flying swords. Of course, if there are cheap low-grade magic weapon flying swords, that's fine too."

Song Zhishu said that the main purpose of this trip is to improve the quality of the saint's sword embryo, no matter the material or the flying sword, but he doesn't know how much it needs, so he needs to know first.

"Okay, Shangxian please."

The woman in the blue skirt nodded when she heard the words, turned slightly sideways, made a gesture of asking, and then led Song Zhishu to the southeast side.

There is also a counter here.

And behind the counter, there are all kinds of iron ore materials for refining flying swords. At a glance, there are at least thousands of them.

This is just a separate material, not including pills, talismans, etc.

The Wanshi Pavilion really deserves its reputation.

"I don't know what materials the Shangxian needs? Here is the roster, followed by the price, which can be chosen by the Shangxian." After speaking, the woman smiled, and offered a jade slip with both hands, and handed it over.

Song Zhishu nodded and took it, and then scanned it with Yuanshen, and immediately knew all the names and prices of various iron ore materials.

There are many materials for refining flying swords, and because of the different qualities, the prices are also different.

Of course, those recorded in the jade slips are relatively common.

As for the price, it is similar to what Song Zhishu knew in Taihao Sword Sect, and the average price is around [-] low-grade spirit stones.

"Sage sword tires don't need specific iron ore materials to upgrade the grade, especially from low-grade to middle-grade, common ones are enough, but if you continue to upgrade, you must also need higher-quality materials. I have [-] pieces on me now. Low-grade spirit stones, based on the average price, you should be able to buy about [-] if you spend all of them, I don’t know if it’s enough.”

Song Zhishu thought in his mind that the most important thing now is to know how much the saint's sword embryo needs to improve its quality. Based on the principle that as much as possible, it will not be wasted anyway, he probably had an idea in his mind, so he said directly: "It takes five One hundred percent Lieyang iron."

"Okay, Shangxian, please wait a moment."

The blue-skirted female monk's eyes lit up when she heard it, she nodded quickly, her tone became more enthusiastic, and she went to prepare immediately.

Fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones would be impossible for ordinary monks to get out, not to mention that as a host, a woman could get some commission from them, so she was naturally happy.

Half an hour later, the blue-skirted female cultivator turned back, holding a jade plate in her hand with a storage bag on it.

"Shangxian, all the things you want are inside, please count them."

Hearing this, Song Zhishu found out the primordial spirit, and after confirming that the number was correct, he took out [-] low-grade spirit stones.

Immediately afterwards, the two parties paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other.

"If you need it in the future, you can come to the Wanshi Pavilion to look for the slave's family. The slave's name is Lanyi." Seeing the deal was completed, the woman bowed slightly, smiling, and her soft words made people feel like a spring breeze.

"it is good."

Five hundred copies of Lieyang Iron have been obtained.

Song Zhishu nodded and said, and walked out of the Wanshi Pavilion directly after returning the gift slightly.

Qingzhou City is very big, if you don't use the sword, it will be difficult to walk through it.

After leaving the Wanshi Pavilion, Song Zhishu wandered around the city for a while, and found that the atmosphere here was indeed different from that of Mingyue City. Walking on the road, it was easy to see monks arguing and even fighting. After a while, there were patrolling personnel in the city stop.

Of course, there are strong people sitting in the city, and the monks fight each other to the end, and they don't dare to kill people in the street.

The so-called no rules do not make a circle, everywhere there will be order and rules.

It's just that compared to Taihao Jianzong Jiucheng, this place is relatively looser.

Time passed and the sun was setting.

After Song Zhishu got a general idea of ​​the situation in the city, he went to a restaurant called Yunlingzhai.

The reason why this place was chosen is because each room has a small spirit gathering array for cultivation, which is also effective for the foundation-building environment, and the privacy is quite good, but the price is relatively expensive, and it costs sixty spirit stones a day.

Because he wanted to upgrade the Saint Sword Embryo, he paid the rent for several days directly, and spent hundreds of spirit stones, which was much more expensive than living in Mingyue City for a month. Sure enough, money was the most important thing when going out.

Fortunately, Song Zhishu has the means to earn Lingshi, which is not too much for him.

Late at night, the moon and stars are rare.

In a room on the second floor of Yunlingzhai.

Song Zhishu sat cross-legged on the bed, and streams of spiritual energy poured into his body continuously.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

This is the way of practice, if one day is neglected, one will retreat.

This is even more true when it comes to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After the breath adjustment was completed, Song Zhishu got up and took out the saint's sword fetus and the iron ore purchased in Wanshi Pavilion today.

However, he was not in a hurry to improve. Instead, he took a deep breath and began to read a few books presented by Mr. Wenyuan before he left.

Finally, from the storage bag, I found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread it on the table, and lit a green lamp.

It's been a long time.

Song Zhishu picked up the writing brush on the table, stained it with ink bit by bit, and wrote two large characters on the snow-white rice paper: Zhongyong.

(End of this chapter)