When Guo Yanwu heard his disciples call them like this, he shook his beard, pointed at Zhao Kuo's nose, shook his head: "You, you, you are really blind like me."
Then he looked at the jade in his hand and sighed: "Well, let me tell you that the jade in my hand was given to me by the girl Miaomu before leaving.
The little girl told me that the jade was given to her by his master's friend. At first, I didn't care, but now I think about it, it's really lard that makes me feel confused.
As I got old, I forgot the truth about the childless words. I thought I would ignore it alone. The girl mentioned that his master’s friend was…”
Speaking of this, Guo Yanwu was stunned, and there was only a sudden loss of depression in his eyes.
Zhao Kuo was confused and frowned and curious: "What is her master's friend? Master, you finish your words in one breath!"
Wang Wan'er was also surprised when she heard this: "Senior, what did that little girl say?"
Guo Yanwu shook his head and laughed, then said relievedly: "That little Miaomu told me that his master's friend is an immortal!"
Speaking of this, no matter what the Wang brothers and sisters did, Zhao Kuo stared at the jade in his ancestor's hand for a long time before hesitating: "What Xiao Miaomu said is that the Biaoqiu Sword in her hand is an immortal sword, is it true?"
Guo Yanwu nodded: "Xiao Miaomiao was young and could not hide anything. She kept saying that the bamboo sword was given by his master, and it should be true.
It's really a waste of life. I mistakenly regard children's words as jokes, but I never thought that the most true words in this world are often what children say, haha..."
Hearing this, Zhao Kuodaili recalled everything before, and wanted to slap himself.
What my ancestor said revealed a message inside and outside, that the seemingly ordinary master and disciple were actually immortals traveling in this world.
Recalling that Xiao Miaomu practiced swords with his ancestors in the village, he was curious to ask Buqiu Jian to come and hold it in his hand. Unexpectedly, his hands were fortunate to have held the immortal things!
If I had been a little more active and asked the gentleman named Lu Yun what magic skills he wanted, would he have become the so-called sword immortal in the novel book?
Thinking of this, Zhao Kuo's expression changed and his heart was mixed.
Seeing this, the old swordsman Guo Yanwu patted his disciple's shoulder and said, "Okay, it's not good to think too much. I can only say that my grandfather and grandson have no eyes and don't recognize the immortals. Only after taking a picture can the real person come!"
Hearing this, Zhao Kuo was silent. He lowered his head and looked expressionless, just nodding slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing this, Wang Wan'er recalled the situation where the jade shone brightly and dispelled evil spirits, and knew that what the grandparents and grandchildren said was true.
When she remembered that she was in the inn, she had the honor to witness the blue shirt and the little girl holding a bamboo sword in her hand and trying desperately to prove that she is an immortal.
Knowing that it was because of my own eyes that I could not recognize Mount Tai, I immediately said: "We have a mortal mortal, but we don't know the other person's true identity. Sometimes we are incarnated by immortals, and we will save you.
If the immortal shows you, he wants to enlighten you so that you can practice with him and help you achieve success!
But it still depends on whether this person has the immortal fate. If the person misses it, it can only be said that it is his own problem. If he missed the opportunity in vain, you don’t have to worry about it.
At the inn, the little fairy attracted our attention so much, but we turned a blind eye to it. It can only be said that we have little blessings and little fate."
Guo Yanwu sighed: "Yes, but that's enough. I didn't expect that Mr. Lu was actually an immortal. Old man, I am lucky to be able to talk to people from the immortals in this life, which is also a blessing!"
When Wang Miao heard this, he was suspicious. If he had said that his master was an immortal girl and had no hiding at all, he would have hit him to death.
He also remembered the little girl holding a strange-shaped bamboo in his hand and always said that it was a fairy sword.
I was on a whim and even talked about what was there or not.
Then he said: "Not necessarily. Although there are many rumors of immortals in this world, like the legend of immortals written by Sun Wenjun a hundred years ago, there are many strange people and strange things, but many of them are jokes.
How could there be immortals in this world? No one around us, whether it is the elders or the old people, have we ever encountered such a strange thing?"
Zhao Kuo, who had been silent after hearing this, pointed to the corpses around him and said in a deep voice: "This zombie is only recorded in unofficial history and biography. I have never seen it since I was a child, but have we met tonight? Since there are zombies, why can't there be immortals!"
"This...this...this..."
Wang Miao was speechless for a moment, curled his lips, looked around, as Zhao Kuo said, encountering a zombie tonight. If he took it out and told it to others, the other party would only think it was a joke.
Just at this moment, he suddenly realized that there were three people missing, so he hurriedly asked, "Where are Lao Yao and his two entourages?"
Only after everyone remembered this reminder, the old man who had just persuaded everyone to persevere until dawn, and his two followers disappeared.
Wang Wan'er frowned, recalling the situation when the jade shone brightly, and said thoughtfully: "Just just now, Senior Guo's jade appeared in his hand. When I saw that Lao Yao's two entourages suddenly fell to the ground, he carried the two entourages..."
Speaking of this finger, he said: "It seems that he left from this direction!"
Upon hearing this, Guo Yanwu put away the jade and gently stroked the white beard. A pair of old eyes flashed with surprise, and then said, "My daughter of the Wang family, have you heard that there is a strange gate in the world, and the number of people in this gate is almost extinct..."
Hearing this, Wang Wan'er secretly searched for her memories, recalling the strange stories she had heard since childhood, and said a moment later: "Is it because of the extremely secret corpse sect of seniority?"
"Yes, I just held the jade in my hand. When the jade appeared, it was hot all over my body. Old man, I could feel the light emitted by the jade, and there was a domineering aura that was extremely strong and yang, which could obviously easily dispel the evil things.
Just like you said, his follower couldn't get up, it seemed like this zombie, and he might be like a zombie. He might be a sinister thing.
This corpse sect is good at controlling corpses and refining corpses. They all walk on the Yin Road. It seems that this so-called Yao Lao has hidden a lot of things from us!"
Wang Wan'er nodded after hearing this: "It seems that this person has to be careful. I wonder what we should do now?"
When Wang Miao heard this, he hurriedly said, "My sister, go back. In this case, Canglan's territory might have been dead. I think the Zhao family husband and my elder brother are probably in danger."
Wang Wan'er fell into deep thought when she heard this. She recalled her brother and Zhao Tai whom she loved in her heart. She felt a little unwilling, especially at such a tragic price.
Chapter completed!