The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Late at night.

Chu Tianxiao finally got rid of Huo Bao Niang's "verbal pressure" and hurried back to the room. After that, he took out the thing given by Huo Bao Niang from his arms, but it was exactly like a letter, just compared to It was an ordinary letter with many mysterious runes painted on it... What was even more strange was that when Chu Tianxiao looked at these runes, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity...

Shaking his head, Chu Tianxiao tore open the letter after confirming that there was no one around. He thought he would hear his father's voice, but the result was...

With a whoosh, the letter spontaneously ignited without fire. The dust floated in the air and spread out like a golden thread. A light spot lit up in the center. Immediately, an extremely anxious voice came over!

"Little... huh?"

The other party only said the word 'small', then paused, as if stunned, and then continued: "That's wrong, this feeling...could it be..."

After saying this, Chu Tianxiao didn't understand what he meant, but he was very familiar with this voice - the other party actually gave him a weakened version of Drinking God Wine, and they cooked wine and discussed Drinking God with him at Wuhuan Winery... Ning Linyun!

"What's going on?"

Both sides said this at the same time, and then said in unison again: "Is it you?"

At this moment, a phantom appeared between the golden lines. It was Ning Linyun, but the figure was a little blurry. You could see that his expression was full of surprise, and he kept muttering: "How...how could this happen..."

After a while, he took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said to Chu Tianxiao, "How come you have... Uh, drinking buddy, could you please tell me in detail how you got the 'Xuantian Transmission Note'? This is very important to me, an old alcoholic... no, to many people!”

Chu Tianxiao was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that this "letter" was actually a strangely shaped transmission note? Or what...'Xuantian's voice transmission'? Hmm… I’ve never heard of it…

However, in view of his friendship with Ning Linyun, Chu Tianxiao thought about it and said truthfully: "This is what my father left behind... Oh, my father is the leader of the 36 Divine Lords, the Purple Cloth Marquis. "

"Your father? Marquis Ziyi? Well, could it be that..." The other end seemed to be deep in thought. After an unknown amount of time, another voice came, "That's it... that's it! Please tell the little... uh, your father, I Ning Linyun must be tight-lipped about this matter and will never tell those cheap friends. But if someone comes to ask questions, then I can't cover it up... I can't afford to offend both sides... Uh, this No need to change the sentence."

These words were incomprehensible. Although Chu Tianxiao didn't quite understand, he nodded and said: "Brother Ning, don't worry. When my father comes out from the ancestral land, I will definitely convey Brother Ning's original words to him. I just don't know what exactly Brother Ning and What kind of relationship is there with my father, what kind of 'little'..."

"Ah! Thank you for agreeing to tell me, by the way..." Ning Linyun burped and said, "You must be in trouble now, right? The time of this transmission note is limited, so don't say any more nonsense It’s over, just ask for help! Hiccup!”

Hearing this, Chu Tianxiao couldn't help but cursed: Who has been talking nonsense? However, Ning Linyun's tone didn't sound like he was lying, so he nodded and said, "Brother Ning is like this..."

…

Soon, Chu Tianxiao explained all the problems he was facing. Ning Linyun was silent for a moment, and then said: "Put that piece of Huiying Jade on the light spot."

"Oh? Could it be that this transmission talisman can also..."

"Hiccup! Of course!" Before Chu Tianxiao could finish speaking, Ning Linyun interrupted, "This is the 'Xuantian Transmission Note'! Even I can't bear to use a few of them all year round. What's impossible... …Hurry up, stop dawdling!”

"...Okay!" Chu Tianxiao didn't do any ink, and was about to put the Huiying Jade on it. After Ning Linyun looked at it, he was amazed: "What a ruthless child of fate... There is definitely something wrong with this... burp..."

Seeing this, Chu Tianxiao asked nervously: "Brother Ning, is there still hope?"

"Hiccup... As of now, there is only one way for your bitch to defeat this person..."

"What can we do?" Chu Tianxiao's eyes lit up and he said, "Go find someone."

"……who?"

"Hiccup, do you remember that 'friend' I told you about before?"

"...Brother Ning is talking about the friend who helped refine the Meng Ling Tian Dan?"

"Yes! But... hiccup, it makes me angry just talking about it. You are such a friendly drinker. You actually lured a bad old man to my place. He wanted some 'magic pill' and kept pestering me. Fortunately, I am smart and have a future. Hand, otherwise... Huh, this old man keeps saying that you introduced me! Okay! Why don't you treat me like a drinking buddy and then turn around and sell me out?"

This sound was quite joking. After his words, Chu Tianxiao also remembered Mr. Feng Chu who he met at the Youth Dancing Party... It seems that this is what happened...

"Brother Ning, you have a lot." Sensing that he was not really angry in his voice, Chu Tianxiao waved his hand and gave an apologetic smile, "Let's get down to business, that friend of yours..."

"Hiccup, that man's name is Gu Sheng. He is the fourth in the family. I won't say much about his skills. I'll just talk about one thing... alchemy is just something he does for fun in his spare time. His real master is The industry is mechanical arts, arithmetic, and weapon refining... all walks of life are involved..."

After saying this, even Chu Tianxiao couldn't hold back and lost his voice: "What? You can refine fifth-grade elixirs, are you just playing around?"

If this is true, wouldn't the alchemists from the vast land of China be embarrassed to death?

"Hiccup... This world is huge! Drinking buddy, you should wait until you see him before you are surprised!" Ning Linyun said, "This person's residence is very close to Kyoto. If you rush there overnight, you should be able to arrive before dawn... But you have to be mentally prepared..."

"Hmm?" Chu Tianxiao was stunned when he heard this, "What preparation?"

"Hiccup, the secret cannot be leaked. By the way, you have to bring your female lackey with you this time. Don't move before entering the house. Just say "Seek to see Master Lu". After seeing him, ask him for two things. First, ask him to make a sword for your female lackey, and then he will ask you what the price is. At this time, you say, the price of a thousand machines. You must remember these four words! Then he will definitely say that there is no such price, but you must not give up, just say that you can make me a random sword... Well, only in this way will he show his true ability to make the most suitable sword for your female lackey."

After saying this, Chu Tianxiao nodded heavily, although he did not know the meaning of "the price of a thousand machines". What does the word "price" mean, but it is still engraved in my heart, and then I asked: "Brother Ning, what about the other thing?"

"The second thing must be based on the first thing, because those who have not let him fight with swords are not friends, and only friends can ask for help... So next you should get straight to the point and ask him to teach your female lackey a sword technique... But there is no secret, it depends on whether your female lackey can catch this person's eye..."

"...Is it talent?"

"You can say that, but it only depends on the talent of mathematics."

Chu Tianxiao was relieved when he heard it: "Is that so, then there is still hope."

"Hiccup, why do you think I recommended you to ask him for help? But again, the world is big, what if your female lackey is not good at all, then everything is over..."

"...I believe in Liu Ling." Chu Tianxiao said, with a hint of worry, "But, now there are only three days before the decisive battle, making swords, learning swords, these...are all in time?"