"I'm just having random thoughts... It's a pity that the [Soldier Master] is not in the hall now, otherwise I could ask this big boss for advice." Feng Wannian smacked his lips, with a look of regret on his face.

Among Xuantian's seven skills, the master of weapons is known as the best weapon master in the world. He once took over the three great weapons of Guixu with his bare hands, and his fierce power was known to the world.

"The military leader specializes in this?" Li Mo was very curious about this Xuantian Qijue.

"Of course, even the owner of the museum calls it the name of all the soldiers in the world... It is said that in the world, any weapon with some spiritual energy is within its induction, and it can call out the name and sense each other from a distance... any

Weapons before him are like those before an emperor."

When Feng Wannian talked about the Army Master, he was eloquent: "The Army Master's weapon refining method is also unparalleled in the world..."

"I heard from the old man in the library that he once helped the Sword Immortal in White to practice his best killing sword in the world."

"Wu Sheng Killing Sword!?" Li Mo blurted out.

"Tsk tsk, after all, after entering the Xuantian Pavilion, my knowledge has improved a lot." Feng Wannian grinned and said: "It is the Wusheng Killing Sword."

"I heard that the Wusheng Killing Sword is known as the best sword in the world... Since it is the best sword in the world, why should it be repaired? Who can damage the sword body?" Li Mo's thinking was extremely out of the ordinary.

"The Sword Immortal in White has been famous for five hundred years... He is one of the eight great demon immortals in the world. His reputation is astonishing, but he is not invincible..."

"As for who in this world can be injured by the Wusheng Killing Sword... I think there are only a handful of them... As for who it is..."

Feng Wannian spread his hands: "I don't know either."

"Then why are you farting so much while riding a horse?" Li Mo said speechlessly.

"I see that you are so interested in the Sword Immortal in White. Let's chat for a while... If you are really interested, I can get you the signed sword sheath of the Sword Immortal in White..." Feng Wannian came over and said with a smile.

"I have a way."

"Sooner or later, I borrowed the Wusheng Killing Sword from the Sword Immortal in White and chopped him alive for selling fakes like you."

"What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight?"

Feng Wannian looked indifferent: "That kind of existence, where the dragon can see its head but not its tail, is not something we can see casually, let alone borrow his magic sword..."

"Did you go out today and forget your brain at home?"

As he spoke, Feng Wannian walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to look through the secret files of ancient books these days to see if there is any suitable treasure land."

"By the way, let me introduce you to a friend."

"What friend?"

"Prince Zhennan, he is a... romantic..."

"You've already climbed up to the big tree called King Zhennan? Look, back in Luofu Mountain I said, when it comes to eating soft food, if you take second place, absolutely no one would dare to take first place."

"Tear your mouth apart... By the way, senior sister is coming to the capital as well."

"Senior Sister Yan? Look, you're sending someone a thousand miles to make a fool of yourself. Are you saying... you've wasted your talent?"

"roll……"

The figures of the two people gradually moved further and further away, and their voices became smaller and smaller. Finally, they disappeared into the wind, like the rustling of fallen leaves, and could not be heard.

In the evening, Li Mo set up a table at Youlong Pavilion. He entertained guests and Master Ji paid the bill. It was a celebration of Feng Wannian's release from seclusion... Hong Xiaofu, Shang Xujian, and Yan Zixia were all present.

It was not the first time that Master Ji and Feng Wannian met, but they were officially acquainted.

One is the prince of Zhennan, and the other is a domineering swordsman... It happens that the two of them are not on the right path, but they have a feeling that they meet each other late, and heroes cherish each other.

That night, everyone had a great time drinking, but Yan Zixia had a taste of it. During the dinner, she pulled Li Mo aside and said that she might leave the capital in a few days and go back to Luofu Mountain to visit.

Regarding this, Li Mo was a little itchy. He had been out for a while, and he often thought about it and wanted to go back and see it.

"Senior sister, if you don't wait for me...I will accompany you after a while."

"Okay." Yan Zixia thought for a while, but did not refuse.

It just so happened that she also wanted to stay in the capital and stay with Li Mo for a while.

…

In the next few days, Feng Wannian spent the whole day hiding in the Xuantian Pavilion's [Sanwei Bookstore], searching for ancient books, hoping to find a treasure land suitable for refining the natal magic sword.

After five days of sleepless nights, he actually found it.

On this day, he found Li Mo holding a yellowed ancient book.

"Feilai Mountain!? What is this place?" Li Mo read the introduction in the book.

This famous mountain is not too far from the capital. After leaving the capital, passing Wangxuan City, and walking 800 miles eastward, you will reach Feilai Mountain.

"It is said that in ancient times, a large mountain once fell from the sky. A small part of it fell in the wild land of Liangzhou, and the rest is today's Feilai Mountain..." Feng Wannian said happily.

"His Majesty Shenzong once practiced Xuan Kung here, cast magic weapons, and absorbed most of the essence and elegance of Feilai Mountain."

"Later, Black Sword also refined his sword here..."

Feng Wannian briefly introduced the records about Feilai Mountain in ancient books.

"Since then, Feilai Mountain has lost most of its bell spirits and is no longer as famous as before..."

"But this place is extraordinary after all. The remaining beauty is enough for me to refine my natal magic weapon." Feng Wannian's eyes were filled with sparkle.

"A mountain that fell from the sky?" Li Mo rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that a small part fell somewhere else? Why don't you go there to practice?"

In Li Mo's opinion, Feilai Mountain seems to have been absorbed by the predecessors, so it is better to go to that hill to practice.

"It was a barren mountain. When it fell, all the beauty of creation was sucked dry by Feilai Mountain... It has no reputation..." Feng Wannian shook his head and looked at the ancient book in his hand.

"Look, even the name seems so ordinary."

"What's it called?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.
Chapter completed!