Zhuang Xiaoya nodded in a vague way, and then said, "I heard that the more powerful magic weapons need to be recognized by blood. I wonder if this Chunjun sword is so powerful."

After hearing this, Yan Ning had some thoughts, so he said, "Do you want to try?"

"Um!"

Zhuang Xiaoya was not afraid of pain. She borrowed Yan Ning's golden needle and pierced a small hole in the tip of her finger, squeezing out blood and dripping it on the sword grid of Chunjun Sword.

The blood fell on the sword grid and was absorbed in an instant. Zhuang Xiaoya felt a throbbing in her heart, and she actually had an inexplicable telepathy with Chunjun Sword!

"How do you feel?" Yan Ning asked.

Zhuang Xiaoya did not answer Yan Ning, but picked up the Chunjun sword. The Chunjun sword suddenly shone a golden light in Zhuang Xiaoya's hand, which scared Yan Ning. The golden light disappeared. The Chunjun sword actually changed its appearance. The slender sword body became much thicker, and there was some rust on the blade, and even the color turned into a fire-like red.

"What's the situation?" Yan Ning said in surprise.

Zhuang Xiaoya chuckled: "I don't know either. Chunjun Sword seems to be able to change its appearance as you wish. I just thought of an image in my mind, and Chunjun Sword became like this."

Yan Ning sighed after hearing this, but he didn't expect that the Chunjun Sword was so magical. In contrast, his Mingpo Sword and Kunwu Sword were a little anxious.

Fortunately, the three weapons have their own advantages and cannot tell the difference at the moment, so Yan Ning didn't think anything was wrong. The Chunjun sword can change its appearance, but it gave Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya a guarantee, at least there was no need to be afraid of being discovered by Longhu Mountain and hiding and not daring to use it.

The more Zhuang Xiaoya looked at the Chunjun sword, the more she liked it. She kept changing her appearance and laughed like a silver bell from time to time. Yan Ning sat at the stone table and looked at Zhuang Xiaoya who was laughing, and felt satisfied.

Zhuang Xiaoya, who felt Yan Ning's gaze, couldn't help but blush, put down the Chunjun sword, and quickly kissed Yan Ning's lips.

"What is this to do?" Yan Ning was stunned.

"Reward you!" Zhuang Xiaoya hugged Yan Ning: "Thank you for your hard work since the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

It took Yan Ning a while to recover. He has been too busy recently, but he hasn't talked to Zhuang Xiaoya about his thoughts for a long time.

However, than saying my heart, Yan Ning wanted to "communicate" with Zhuang Xiaoya in a more direct way.

Feeling Yan Ning's hot gaze, Zhuang Xiaoya hid her head in Yan Ning's arms embarrassedly and whispered: "I have to get up early tomorrow!"

"So, we must act as soon as possible!" Yan Ning laughed and picked up Zhuang Xiaoya without saying a word. He didn't care about Chun Junjian who was placed outside and rushed into the room.

Soon, the chirping sounded in the room, and lying next door, Wang Tianci, who had just woken up, couldn't help but look blue and tried to cover his ears with a pillow.

...

The next morning, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya, who had been fighting all night, were still unable to get up, but today was the day of Zhang Rushan's funeral. Yan Ning and the other two were reluctant to get up obediently.

When Yan Ning washed up clearly and opened the door, he found that Wang Tianci was sitting in the yard making tea. Judging from his appearance, his lips were a little pale, which made the dark circles on his face more obvious.

"You got up so early?" Yan Ning sat next to Wang Tianci and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I didn't sleep all night." Wang Tianci said coldly.

Yan Ning couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he heard this. Naturally, he knew what Wang Tianci had heard last night: "Hehe, everyone is a man, be considerate!"

"Stop abuse of the dog." Wang Tianci gave Yan Ning a white look and threw the Chunjun sword at his feet in front of Yan Ning: "There are all this thing outside, are you really not afraid of Longhu Mountain coming to you."

Yan Ning quickly took Chun Junjian back into the house and put it in place. Then he walked back and asked Wang Tianci: "When yesterday was the third question, you suddenly fainted. Have you calculated what result?"

Wang Tianci shook his head: "These three questions are enough to confirm the identity of the leader of the Changsheng Sect. The opportunistic approach still doesn't work."

Yan Ning comforted: "At least we have obtained two important pieces of information, which is also considered to be rewarding."

Wang Tianci drank all the tea in the cup and breathed out: "Who can you think of a male guy who is close to us?"

"Too many." Yan Ning sighed: "If you don't say anything else, there are so many brothers in the Axe Tiger Gang who meet those two conditions."

"I haven't been in the Axe Tiger Gang for a long time, and I don't know many people, so many people can be ruled out," said Wang Tianci. "The result of the first problem is that all three of us know the leader, but you two are closer to him, while I am more distant."

"Oh, I'd better wait until I return to Jianzhou and then go and investigate his identity," Yan Ning sighed. "When I think of the ultimate villain boss lurking beside us, I feel a chill on my back, as if someone will be stabbed at any time."

"At least he doesn't want to attack you now, otherwise we would have been killed by him."

“That’s true.”

Yan Ning held the teacup in his hand and looked at the rising heat, and he was silent with Wang Tianci.

Who is the leader of the Changsheng Sect? What is his existence and his purpose? This feeling of confusion made both of them extremely unhappy. I am afraid that you have to be careful in everything when you return to Jianzhou on your trip.

Not long after, Zhuang Xiaoya finished washing up, and the three of them stood up together and headed to the square of the inner gate of Longhu Mountain. Zhang Rushan’s funeral ceremony would be held there this morning. At that time, the funeral procession would walk through the entire inner gate of Longhu Mountain, and eventually turn Zhang Rushan’s body into fire and send the ashes into the ancestral hall of Longhu Mountain.

The dagger that Zhang Quanfeng killed Zhang Rushan was painted with the toxin from the Sky-Swallowing Python, which made Zhang Rushan's soul instantly disappear when he died. Longhushan and others were willing to retrieve their souls, but they were powerless.

As for how Zhang Quanfeng got the venom of the Sky-Swallowing Python, it is impossible to find out, because the three men from Gongliang's lineage left hurriedly after the defeat of the Sky-Swallowing Python. After receiving the news, they could only regretfully say that they had no idea anything.

When Yan Ning and the other two came to the square, they saw that the entire Taoist sect was covered with white mourning cloth. The disciples of Longhu Mountain were all wearing white Taoist robes, and there were many representatives of the sects standing under the square.

But the number of attendees today is obviously much less than the previous Luotian Grand Ceremony.

When Yan Ning saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneer and said to himself: "As it turns out, everyone likes to join in the fun. When they encounter bad things, they can't avoid them."
Chapter completed!