Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 36: Tied back with a pink rope, Wen Beixun visits

A large sect like Qingyun Sect has its own sword tomb.

During the selection process for joining the sect, those disciples who have passed and are suitable to be sword cultivators will be allowed to enter the sword tomb and choose the sword that fits their soul.

People like Su Nanzhi who have been in the sect since childhood will choose it with the certification of the master when they are able to practice.

Swords are of great significance to sword cultivators, and I have never heard of choosing them for others.

No matter how talented you are, if you choose the wrong sword, you will not be able to blend in and cooperate with the sword, and your strength will be no better than that of an ordinary swordsman.

Jin Haolin naturally guessed that this sword was chosen by Sword Master Qingyuan for Su Nanzhi, but he didn't expect that he would be so paranoid.

Such a strong possessiveness makes Jin Haolin feel scared just thinking about it.

Qingyuan Sword Master felt that he was doing Su Nanzhi's good, but he didn't want to slowly ruin her path to immortality.

Fortunately, Qingyuan Sword Master was dissatisfied with her in the later period and never paid attention to Su Nanzhi anymore.

Even if you are decadent for a few years, it is better than continuing on the wrong path.

Jin Haolin didn't ask any more questions. He just frowned and called the staff and asked them to take the black iron sword down for identification.

He turned around and gave Su Nanzhi a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, Miss Su, we will give you a fair price."

Within a moment, the staff of the Chamber of Commerce completed the appraisal, handed over the crystal storage card, and said in a respectful tone: "Your black iron sword has been appraised and contains a total of two hundred and twenty middle-grade spiritual stones. Second Young Master Jin has ordered that you be exempted from the formalities. Fei, the spirit stone has been added to your card."

Su Nanzhi didn't answer it, and looked sideways at Jin Haolin.

"Thank you, but no, let them deduct what should be deducted."

"That's not possible. Miss Su is my guest, and she still needs to be treated as she should." Jin Haolin smiled full of sincerity.

"What's more, it's just a little money, I don't care."

Although these words made people feel unhappy, Xu Qingluan agreed very much.

"Just take it if they don't want it, and you can save several meals."

The chamber of commerce's handling fee is calculated based on the price of the items sold.

The higher the price, the higher the handling fee.

Jin Haolin's attitude was tough, and Su Nanzhi had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you."

She stood up, "If nothing happens, I'll leave."

Jin Haolin stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Su, please."

The door opened and closed, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

He took out the communication ultimatum and conveyed the message to someone unknown.

[Let’s set out the day after tomorrow and bring you the genius with the thunder-fire spirit root. 】

A line of words quickly appeared on it——

[Second brother, we can’t be too tough and let the little girl think we have ulterior motives. You have to persuade me hard, and if it doesn't work, tie me back. Don't be too rude, dye the bundle of fairy rope pink, girls like pink. 】

Jin Haolin ignored it and asked: "Is there anyone there?" 】

——[Only the youngest and fifth are cultivating here, while the others are wandering outside. 】

【Busy, be busy...】

It was clearly written in words, but Jin Haolin could see a lot of helplessness in it.

He warned again: "Remember to lock them up and don't let them out to scare people." 】

[Of course, I will definitely tie up that mad dog tightly. 】

Jin Haolin corrected: [I am talking about Senior Brother. 】

【he? 】

The person on the other side hesitated.

[The little boss is doing well recently. I even asked him to go out some time ago. Didn’t you see him? 】

Jin Haolin: [When he goes crazy, he is even crazier than that mad dog. 】

Sometimes, he really doesn't want to take Su Nanzhi back.

But the entire world of cultivators was rushing to get acquainted with such an evil genius, how could they miss him?
It was simply that Qingyuan Sword Master was blind and hadn't discovered what was special about her. …

After leaving the Chamber of Commerce, Su Nanzhi returned to the inn.

After closing the door to the room, the bracelet emitted a ray of light, and the thick black figure emerged impatiently.

Wu Ji moved his stooped body, "I can finally come out and move around."

His body is illusory and can be accommodated in any small space.

After being sealed for more than a hundred years, he was curious about what the outside world looked like now.

But this is Qingyun Mountain, which belongs to Qingyun Sect.

If he appeared, he would easily provoke Qingyuan Sword Master.

It's not that Wu Ji is afraid of him.

Even if the injuries on his body have not yet recovered, he cannot easily shake the strong man in the Tribulation Stage.

But with Qingyuan Sword Master's appeal, a lot of powerful people will definitely join forces to suppress him.

This time I met a little girl who survived the fall. I won't be so lucky next time.

There was a chill in the air, causing everyone to tremble.

Wu Ji looked stunned and became unusually alert.

He has become undead and cannot feel the heat or cold of his surroundings.

Only aura can achieve this.

And the strength must be above him!
"Little girl!" Wu Ji immediately turned his head and wanted to warn Su Nanzhi.

But he saw her sitting calmly, turning her head away and ignoring the chirping of the little sparrow.

"Why are you still sitting?" Wu Ji almost went crazy with anxiety, "Didn't you notice the change in your breath?"

She wouldn't be able to detect such an obvious difference.

"I noticed it." Su Nanzhi looked calm.

This breath was something she was all too familiar with.

Compared to the last time he came here, he was already very polite.

Sure enough, the next second, the figure with a touch of fairy aura came into view.

Wen Beixun raised his indifferent eyes slightly, glanced at Wu Ji, who was already shocked, and turned back.

His eyes fell on the mustard bracelet on Su Nanzhi's wrist, and he nodded slightly: "It seems that you have successfully overcome this difficulty."

Su Nanzhi raised his head, and a pair of ice-blue eyes came into view unexpectedly.

In mid-air, their eyes faced each other.

Su Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, quickly looked away, and muttered: "Thank you."

Her voice was low and indistinct.

In the ears of Wen Beixun, whose facial features were extraordinary, it was extremely clear.

His voice was light, as cold as the snow on the mountain top, without any fluctuation.

"This is your destined opportunity, I'm just helping you."

Xu Qingluan complained: "Why do powerful figures in the world of immortality talk so eloquently? Can't they just be more direct?"

"Destined chance?

Realizing that he knew Su Nanzhi and had no ill intentions.

Wu Ji temporarily put down his guard against this powerful man, his hoarse voice full of disbelief.

"Opportunity is something that cannot be seen or sought. How do you know this? Who are you?!"

He stepped back continuously, feeling panicked for the first time in hundreds of years.

Opportunities are hard to come by, and only a small number of people will encounter them. The help they bring to their cultivation is huge.

But this matter is mysterious and related to luck, and no one can be sure of it.

How did this man know that there was an opportunity for Su Nanzhi under Qingyuan Peak?
(End of this chapter)