Boss, keep a low profile

The middle-aged scholar held a long black wooden box in his hand.

The wooden box was about half a meter long and twenty centimeters wide. It was engraved with a few simple cloud patterns and a few obscure characters.

In addition, there was a piece of talisman paper.

There was only one word [ban] written on the talisman paper. This word seemed to be written in blood. The handwriting was not neat, but rather a bit sloppy and casual.

But after taking out the wooden box, the middle-aged scholar held it with both hands, his face solemn and serious, and directly placed a ban around his body, outsiders could not approach, and the divine sense could not detect it.

Unless there is a person like the Saint Master, who is as powerful as the middle-aged scholar, otherwise, everything that happened beside the lonely grave will be unaware to outsiders.

The middle-aged scholar looked down at the wooden box in his hand. In fact, he didn't know what was in the wooden box.

To be precise, this wooden box... he couldn't open it.

Since this thing was left by the ancestor of the Black Bamboo Forest lineage, it was passed down from the hands of the first generation of Sword Master to the present.

If you count carefully, it has been ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years, the world has changed dramatically.

The whole Tianxuan Realm has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the world has undergone drastic changes, but this wooden box has remained the same.

This is an old item that has spanned ten thousand years.

According to the teachings of the first generation of Sword Master, if the successors can open the wooden box, then the things in the wooden box can belong to them.

If they cannot open it, it must be passed down and kept for others.

Obviously, since it has been passed down to the hands of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, it proves that in these ten thousand years, the successive Sword Masters have not been able to break the simple talisman paper on the wooden box.

It looks so ordinary, and the successive Sword Masters can have the eighth realm of cultivation, but they can't shake it at all!

The middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at the lonely grave in front of him. The breath of the existence in the grave is exactly the same as the breath emitted by the wooden box.

According to the teachings of the ancestors, since the Black Bamboo Forest lineage has not been able to open the wooden box until now, then after meeting this predecessor with the same aura as the wooden box, it is time to return it to its original owner.

The wisp of green smoke floating on the lonely grave circled around the wooden box in the hands of the middle-aged scholar.

Aowu's memory was seriously lost. She sensed a trace of her own breath on the wooden box. She knew that this was the mark she left, but she couldn't remember what it was.

On the contrary, this yellowed talisman paper made her feel a little familiar. A figure vaguely emerged in her mind, but it was so vague.

"Well, thank you." Aowu's childish voice spread in the ears of the middle-aged scholar.

Aowu, who was not very smart and had serious memory loss, now had many conveniences like a child. She looked like a sensible child at the moment, expressing gratitude to others for keeping her things.

A little silly, but also a little cute.

A gentle smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged scholar. After thinking for a while, he said frankly: "Senior, I wonder if I can try it one last time to see if I can uncover the talisman paper?"

"Well, I can!" Aowu did not feel repulsive to this.

"Thank you, senior." The middle-aged scholar nodded, and then carefully examined the talisman paper.

For more than 10,000 years, this is also a kind of obsession passed down by the Black Bamboo Forest lineage.

At their level, they are no longer burdened by external objects, even if there are peerless treasures inside, they will not be moved.

The obsession of the sword masters of all generations is not the things in the wooden box, but this talisman paper that cannot be uncovered!

The middle-aged scholar supported the black wooden box with his left hand, and gently brushed the talisman paper with his right hand, and then closed his eyes.

After about ten breaths, he pinched a corner of the talisman paper with his two fingers.

There was no earth-shattering scene, and the world did not change color.

He was like an ordinary person, and this talisman paper was like an ordinary piece of paper that was stuck.

Even around the lonely grave, there was no movement.

Everything seemed very ordinary.

However, the talisman paper that had been passed down for thousands of years and had never been uncovered was slowly torn off a corner!

A small part of it was torn off at the place where it was attached to the wooden box!

The green smoke suspended above the lonely grave was motionless, as if it had no emotional ups and downs about the scene in front of it, at most it was a little curious.

The middle-aged scholar moved very slowly, but more and more parts of the sticking part were torn off.

Until he had torn off more than half, he slowly retracted his right hand and stopped.

There was a faint smile on the face of the middle-aged scholar.

——Since it was fun, let's stop here.

As he let go, the talisman paper moved again, and the torn part was tightly attached to the wooden box again, sealing the box again.

The middle-aged scholar held up the wooden box with both hands and said loudly: "I thank you for your approval. Now, the item is returned to its original owner!"

Awoo in the lonely grave heard this and controlled Qingyan to explore.

The faint green smoke quickly spread to the top of the black wooden box, and then began to transform, like a small fleshy hand.

Qingyan grabbed the talisman paper and moved it gently.

This talisman paper that has stumped generations of sword masters for thousands of years was just opened casually.

...

Although everyone can fast and live without food, isn’t it too stiff to just chat like this?

Eating something and drinking a cup will liven up the atmosphere!

What’s more, spiritual grains, spiritual fruits, spiritual wine and the like are also very beneficial to practitioners, and... they taste really good!

Humans are at the top of the food chain, not just for food and drink.

Delicious, delicious, really delicious!

And it’s easier to talk at the dinner table.

Sure enough, someone spoke up.

The one who spoke up was a beautiful woman with ordinary looks, ordinary figure, and ordinary temperament.

But... her status is extraordinary.

She is the Grand Elder of Chunqiu Mountain. No matter Jiang Xinyan or the Grand Master of Chunqiu Mountain, Hengyin, they all call her Uncle.

Under normal circumstances, these retired seniors in the big sects no longer care about worldly affairs.

But today is a special situation, so there are also three Grand Elders present, and they are all women.

First, the ratio of men to women in Chunqiu Mountain is unbalanced, whether it is this generation or the older generation. Second, women will pay more attention to such love affairs.

Jiang Xinyan's master has passed away. For these supreme elders, they are the last elders of Jiang Xinyan's family.

It is said that the more a mother-in-law sees her son-in-law, the more she likes him.

Lu Chaoge was not sure whether this was true or not.

But the tone of the supreme elder who spoke was gentle and close.

There was no way, the young swordsman in front of him looked so good that people could not get angry.

However, Chunqiu Mountain still had to have an attitude.

"Lu Chaoge, I will just call you by your name, not Master Lu, so as to avoid alienation." The supreme elder said.

Lu Chaoge nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, of course."

He was thick-skinned anyway, and Uncle Master called him directly.

After the supreme elder spoke, the originally noisy hall became quiet.

"Xinyan's master has passed away, so we old bones can only check for her. You shouldn't find us old guys annoying, right?" She had a smile in her eyes, kind.

"How could it be? This is what we should do." Lu Chaoge smiled.

He just thought it was the first time he met the girl's parents. They wanted to know more about him, which was harmless.

"Since we are practitioners, we should follow the rules of practitioners. You should have a good rest today. Tomorrow, we three old guys will give you some problems." She looked at the other two supreme elders and said.

Jiang Xinyan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Lu Chaoge patted the back of her hand gently, indicating that she didn't need to stop him.

"Okay." He agreed directly, and his expression didn't even change at all.

After that, they were still in the mood to chat, and said: "Master, can you give me some hints and reveal something?"

The three supreme elders smiled and said: "Of course not."

After that, they looked around at the rest of the people in the hall and said: "If you have any suggestions and ideas tonight, you can tell us. Let's brainstorm and embarrass Chaoge tomorrow."

Lu Chaoge was not angry at all when he heard it. On the contrary, he felt relaxed and natural when everything was put on the table.

This man who didn't have the word fear in his dictionary didn't care at all.

At this time, he even had the mood to look at the leader of Chunqiu Mountain Hengyin from a distance.

"Come on." Lu Chaoge said in his heart.