Dust roots [comprehension]

The business of Wuxiang Temple never asks where the customers come from, just like they will not tell the customers the source of the goods in the store.

"Dragon bone?" Song Huaichen can make the decision only in the sub-rule of Guiyuan Tianju in the Hall of Wuxiang in the Mortal World.The person who was looking for the keel had already given a hint, so Song Huaichen was not surprised when he heard what the person said, and answered him in a leisurely manner, "I only handled a piece of keel, which is considered a priceless treasure. If you are looking for it... I don't know how to make a price."

The more precious something is, the fewer people buy it, and the less hasty it is to sell it.

The man in black who came to ask for the keel was not in a hurry: "You can think about it slowly, I can afford to wait and pay the price."

"Then please make a price first." This is to test the other party's bottom line, and it usually takes several rounds of price negotiations before it is thrown out.

Song Huaichen was talking slowly. What he was testing was not the reserve price of the other party, but the identity of the other party. "The keel is a priceless treasure. Since your Excellency found me and gave me the name of Wuxiang Temple, I must know that there is no price. We don’t have to sell things that are in the market.”

"Priceless treasures are easy to talk about money," the visitor was obviously a veteran of the field, and he answered in a leisurely manner, with a stronger aura than Song Huaichen, "I can promise you one condition, as long as I can do it, you can do it whenever you want." arrive."

The man in black clasped his hands, leaning on the railing, with a smile on his mouth, his eyes were very deep, as if he had absorbed the entire night.He smiled and spoke, his whole being shrouded in a layer of mystery.

It's a bad feeling, as if the other person has seen through you, but you still don't know anything.

"My name is Mo Xun." The visitor suddenly announced his family name, "But it seems that you don't remember who I am anymore."

Song Huaichen's heart skipped a beat, he remembered that face that was exactly the same as his own.

"Friendly reminder, to ask me conditions, you have to remember who I am, otherwise you will regret it."

Song Huaichen looked at the man in black in front of him, he was handsome and calm, with the accumulation of age on his body, he looked extraordinarily attractive.

"You are that dragon." He deliberately used an affirmative tone.

"The dragon is dead." The man named Mo Xun replied, "When the time comes, you will naturally think of me."

"From your tone, we have a good relationship?"

Now that it has been mentioned, it will be remembered at that time, and the other party obviously has no intention of revealing more information, so Song Huaichen stopped probing and directly took out the box containing the keel from the sumeru bag.

It has been a long time since he left Wuxiang Hall, and after experiencing all kinds of things at Heting Watch, his heart became cold, his original anger faded, and he had an inexplicable understanding of the behavior of Wuxiang Hall people throwing him into the sea.

Maybe they really didn't mean anything else, they just wanted him to go to the "One Heart", maybe they were really thinking about him, and they saw an opportunity that he, the authority, couldn't detect, and let him experience it.

Song Huaichen knew why he had such a change.The complete outburst of inner demons made him realize that something was wrong with him, and he was able to better reflect on himself. Although it was not as exaggerated as my daily self-examination, he was indeed more cautious, for fear of hurting others or himself if he was not careful.

Another reason—the more important reason is that he met Lu Tingyun. The experience of this sword cultivator was rough enough. Song Huaichen almost gave birth to a sympathy for each other. The junior sister who looks at Xiaodanfeng with Heting is actually a routine for the senior brother.

The relationship between Wu Busheng and Lu Tingyun is obviously a warm story, so from the perspective of others, the relationship between the senior brother and the junior junior sister must also be warm. It is Song Huaichen who is too withdrawn, and he cannot blame others for his fate.

This was completely opposite to Song Huaichen's initial thought, but he really changed his mind naturally, without any abruptness or discomfort.

The man from Wuxiang Temple didn't intend to sell the dragon bone for money. The person who found the bone had a word first, and the dragon came to look for it, so he would return it to him.To be honest, Song Huaichen didn't have the courage to confront the ancient desolate beast.

Song Huaichen was annoyed by the fact that Mo Xun knew him, but he didn't know him.

The protagonist of the bloodiest amnesia story is myself, which is so uncomfortable that I don't even have the desire to explore directly.

Since everyone said he had forgotten, Song Huaichen believed that he had forgotten, and the paranoid struggle fell into a cliché, exhausting himself, and he still couldn't escape the established result.

Anyway, there will always be a day when I think of it, so why worry now.

Mo Xun took the box and put it away without opening it. He didn't know whether he trusted Song Huaichen or had a connection with the severed bone.

He returned to Song Huaichen's question: "Our relationship is not good, today is the first time I'm talking to you."

"But you are my benefactor."

Many people in Yingshan Lake, including Lu Tingyun, called him a benefactor, Song Huaichen laughed, "When did I become so great."

"A good person doesn't need to be great. For the sake of you being my benefactor, let me give you a word." Mo Xun cupped his hands and put the box in his sleeves, intending to leave. language."

The first reaction of Song Huaichen, who has read a lot of Enlightenment of Rhythm, is that these two sentences are not in harmony.

And then: "How do you know?"

"Because I was there at the time." Mo Xun moved his center of gravity off the railing and stood up straight.

It was such a change of posture that made his aura even better. Song Huaichen almost raised his willpower to fight, "The water of the Yellow Springs flowed against the flow, and the fire of karma burned to the world along the river. I found you after looking for it along the way. .”

"Because you were here, I didn't make a move."

Mo Xun's words disturbed the mysterious rules between heaven and earth, and a strong repulsion suddenly appeared. As he spoke, his figure faded.

"Huangquanshui... What are you..." He wanted to ask who Mo Xun was, but even in the shock, Song Huaichen knew that the other party would not answer.

So he changed the question, and finally couldn't hold back the routine: "I used to be called Song Huaichen?"

Mo Xun, whose figure was already transparent, did not answer in a routine way: "'Buddha said: Don't say it'."

The person on the opposite side completely disappeared. Song Huaichen stood in the corridor for a while before remembering what he was doing for coming out of the box.

It took him some effort to find the box where Huang Yaoshi was: "Didn't you say you are worried about Lu Tingyun and Bai Jian? Are you still here?"

"Zhu Yi is guarding them." Huang Yaoshi replied, "Is it Di Rongshan who took away the Da Huan Pill?"

"I didn't pay attention, I chatted with someone else in the corridor." Song Huaichen sat down beside Huang Yaoshi, leaned his whole back on the back of the chair, and relaxed, "If it was him, it probably won't be long. Dan will be sent to this box."

Before Song Huaichen finished speaking, a waiter bent over outside the box curtain and asked if he could come in.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Song Huaichen: "Please come in."

The waiter brought it up on a tray, and it really was Da Huan Dan.

There was no room for Huang Yaoshi to refuse, the waiter put the things on the table and left immediately.

"Accept?" Huang Yaoshi asked Song Huaichen.

"Accept it if you want it." Song Huaichen turned the teacup, still thinking about Mo Xun, the other party should be the dragon, but he must not be lying, the dragon is indeed dead.

The living Mo Xun came to extinguish the fire of karma in the world along the upstream Huangquan, then he was in the underworld, a god.

immortal.

The word is just too far away.

The soaring power of the mortal world can only become the little monks of the ten continents overseas, and the ancestors of the ten continents overseas are not the all-in-one enemy of the Hall of Wuxiang.

And the people in the three worlds added up, I am afraid that they will also be wiped out by the move of the god named Mo Xun.

"The supernatural powers of Yue, knowing that we are going to the auction, came here to help watch the venue." Huang Yaoshi's "supernatural powers" dragged on in a long tone, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a derogation, "I asked Zhu Yi about Di Rongshan's feelings. In her opinion, she said that Di Rongshan would not be a flower picker, because it was unnecessary, and said that as long as we entered his house, we would know why."

"Have you been in his house?"

"Come in." Song Huaichen laughed, "When you enter his house, you will also think that he doesn't need to be that flower picker. Because there are all kinds of beauties in his house."

Huang Yaoshi moved his lips noncommittally, reached out and pushed a booklet on the table towards Song Huaichen's hand, "The Yue Goddess has great powers, and I got the collection catalog of the auction."

"I also bought several catalogs in the world, all of which are different from the actual ones. The one given by Yue Nu is accurate." Huang Yaoshi glanced at Song Huaichen's opened book, "The last finale, the one on the market. None in the catalog."

Song Huaichen, who was browsing the auction items item by item, directly turned to the last page, on which a sword was drawn with fine brushwork, and the word "Yingbo" was filled in the name column. The following text first introduced its source, this sword The sword was accidentally discovered by Zhenbao Pavilion when hunting spirit beasts in the deep mountains and old forests, and the owner is unknown.After that, there were some razor-sharp rhetoric.

"Yingbo sword?" Song Huaichen read out its name, subconsciously pressing two fingers on his lips, thoughtful.

Huang Yaoshi didn't notice his movements at first, and still motioned him to look down: "There is a token to enter the secret realm below..." He didn't notice Song Huaichen's expression was right until he said this, "What's wrong?"

"Yingbo, Qiushui Yingbo, the sword of my elder brother on Hetingwang is also called this name."

"Is this one?" The picture in the catalog is very real.

Song Huaichen shook his head uncertainly: "The relationship between me and senior brother...is not very good. I haven't looked at his sword carefully."

Huang Yaoshi really wanted to ask how bad his relationship was, so he couldn't even recognize his brother's sword.He wisely didn't say anything, he clicked his tongue twice and said, "If it's really the sword on Heting Wang, then it will be a lot of fun."

"It's impossible for a peak to send two disciples down to find someone, right?"