Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 261 Jade Slip
Song Qing got up according to the words, and then, without waiting for the elder holding the sword to order, he slapped the storage bag and took out a roll of jade slips,

It was indeed the scroll of jade slips given to him by old man Sima.

Song Qing naturally knew the reason for the sudden sound transmission from the elder holding the sword, so Song Qing took out the jade slip before waiting for the elder holding the sword to order.

"Elder Sword Holder, please take a look."

After taking out the jade slip, Song Qing held it in both hands and handed it to the elder holding the sword, saying so at the same time.

"What is this?"

The elder holding the sword took the jade slip and glanced at it casually. Although he had already guessed a little in his heart, he still asked Song Qing like this.

"It's like this. Back then, the disciple went to the Shadowland once, and met an old man named Sima there. He asked the disciple to hand over this jade to the elder..."

Song Qing didn't know what the elder holding the sword was thinking. When he saw the elder holding the sword asking such a question, he explained what he had encountered and seen in the shadow zone before, but the matter about the Qingguang Ziyan sword was not supported. Don't mention it.

"So that's it. That Sima Lu is the younger brother of the elder deacon, so what he gave you must be good."

After listening to Song Qing's words, the elder holding the sword nodded slightly, and already understood that the jade slip in his hand was the scroll that the Lan Jiao ancestor tried everything possible to destroy.

"There is a seal on it?"

Knowing that this scroll of jade slips is of great importance, the elder holding the sword looked at the jade slips in his hand more carefully than before, but after reading for a while, he couldn't help frowning and asked Song Qing.

"That's right. There is indeed a seal on it. Brother Sima also said that this seal can only be deciphered by the head, the elder and the other four elders." Song Qing nodded slightly and said.

"Well, yes, this is the seal of my Wanjianmen, but it will take a lot of effort for me to untie it."

The elder holding the sword also nodded, he had already recognized the seal on the jade slip.

Afterwards, the elder holding the sword suddenly threw the jade slip in his hand into the air, his hands were like a flywheel, quickly pinched and sealed the seal, the mana in his body was crazily flowing, the whole body was shining with aura, and the sword energy was fierce.

Seeing this scene, Song Qing couldn't help but his eyelids twitched. He couldn't see it clearly before because of his superficiality, but now he really felt the strength of the elder holding the sword. The ancestor of the blue flood dragon is also inferior!

"This is the true strength of the elder holding the sword, and this is the true strength of the four elders of my Wanjianmen."

Song Qing's face was slightly flushed, his heart was abnormally excited, and he said to himself, the depression that came all the way from the shadow zone before, was swept away at this time.

A sword-wielding elder with such strength is still not visible in the Lingwu cultivation world, so what kind of existence is really powerful in the Lingwu cultivation world.

"Wan Ku and Bi Luo want to capture my Lingwu cultivation world, hmph, it's wishful thinking!"

Seeing the strength of the elder holding the sword, Song Qing was full of confidence, and even faintly looked forward to the next immortal battle.

"Bah!"

On the other side, the elder holding the sword didn't know what was in Song Qing's mind. After quickly forming several seals, he cast several spells on the jade slip and let out a low drink.

"boom."

Suddenly, the scroll of jade slips had a burst of inspiration, and three small blue swords appeared on the surface in an instant.

"untie!"

The sword-holding elder pinched his sword formula again, and pointed at the jade slip in the air, a green glow shot out and hit the three small blue swords.

"Crack, crack, boom."

Under the heavy blow of the green light, the three small blue swords flickered several times, and then burst with a crisp sound.

"The seal is broken."

After seeing this scene, Song Qing was not overjoyed. He thought to himself, his eyes sparkled, and he looked straight at the elder holding the sword. He was also very curious about the contents of the jade slip.

"Go."

Seeing that the seal on the jade slip was released, the elder holding the sword couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Then he waved his sleeves and waved at the jade slip in the air. shoot away.

The elder holding the sword lightly grasped the jade slip in his hand, unfolded it and looked at it carefully, and while the elder holding the sword looked at it, his old face couldn't help showing a look of shock, followed by shock, and finally a look of caution.

"The elder holding the sword?"

Seeing the change in the face of the elder holding the sword, Song Qing felt a little guilty, and couldn't help but think about the contents of the jade slip.

"You did a good job. This time, we Wanjianmen have made great achievements. With this jade slip, it will be much easier for me in the Lingwu cultivation world to deal with them."

Hearing Song Qing's call, the elder holding the sword couldn't help being taken aback, knowing that he had lost his composure earlier, he calmed down, nodded to Song Qing, and said approvingly.

"The disciple just wants to make a small contribution to the master, and dare not claim credit."

Hearing the words of approval from the elder holding the sword, Song Qing straightened his face, bowed his hands to the elder holding the sword, and said modestly.

"Okay, okay... But no matter what, this credit is indispensable. This matter is of great importance. Even the old man will go back and discuss it with the master."

Seeing Song Qing like this, the elder holding the sword was even more happy. He said "good" several times, then pondered for a while, and said:
"How about this, you go back with me, one is to reward you for your contribution this time, and the other is to tell the head and the others about the situation at that time."

"Yes, the disciple obeys."

Hearing what the elder holding the sword said, even Song Qing couldn't help showing joy, and hurriedly bowed to the elder holding the sword, but there was still some hesitation in his heart.

"However, Elder Sword Holder, my disciple still has a feeling of unfeelingness, so I ask Elder Sword Holder to help you." After hesitating for a while, Song Qing still cupped his hands to Elder Sword Holder.

"Why, it's revealed so quickly."

Hearing Song Qing's sudden words, the elder holding the sword couldn't help but frowned, thinking secretly in his heart, but the surface was the same as before, he waved his big sleeves and said to Song Qing:

"What's the matter with you, just say it."

"It's like this. At the beginning, I came to Daming Kingdom with two senior brothers to perform training tasks. I didn't want to, but this incident happened. Among the three of us, only senior brother Du and I survived. So I wondered, can the elder holding the sword let Du Brothers go back together so that Senior Brother Du can rest and recuperate in preparation for the next immortal battle."

Song Qing didn't know what the elder holding the sword was thinking, so he bowed his hands to the elder holding the sword and said sincerely.

"So that's how it is. It's a trivial matter. Since my nephew said so, let's go back together."

After listening to Song Qing's words, the sword-wielding elder couldn't help but stared at him. Looking at Song Qing's eyes, he was even more appreciative. He waved his sleeves and said with a smile. Unknowingly, he even changed his title.

"Thank you, Elder Zhijian, for completeness." Song Qing was overjoyed when he heard that, and quickly bowed to Elder Jianjian, and said.

"Hehe, nephew doesn't need to be so ignorant, you can just call me uncle in the future, you go down first, we will go back to Wanjianmen tomorrow." The elder holding the sword smiled and told Song Qing.

"Yes, Uncle Sword Wielder."

Song Qing bowed his hands again, and then retreated, not forgetting to gently close the door before leaving.

(End of this chapter)