Not to mention going down the mountain, soon Zhou Shu had already returned to the front of the Meifeng.

At the entrance of the formation, there seemed to be someone arguing.

The guard cultivator said, "Fellow Taoist Yu Hu, it's just a shaking of the emptiness ring. You have been pushing and delaying for so long, why bother?"

Zhang Hengdian, who was beside him, looked a little unhappy, "Since you are here, you must abide by the rules of the Tianjian Sect. When you come in, the senior who is instructing you should have already said it."

The cultivator standing in front of the stone wall looked over forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a square appearance.

Hearing the words of the cultivator of the Tianjian Sect, his figure shook slightly, but he still had a very tough face and said in a deep voice, "What reason do you have to check my Naxu Ring? That's a personal item. Is this the way the sects do? If I had known this, I wouldn't have accepted your invitation at all."

"No matter what you say, rules are rules."

Zhang Hengdian's voice also became much louder, "If you don't agree, then fellow Taoist will not go up the mountain."

"Why, Fellow Daoist Yu."

Another cultivator smiled and tried to smooth things over. "It's not just a check, it's just a swaying towards the stone wall. Do you have anything to worry about? Don't worry, no one knows what you have in your Naxu Ring, and you won't take anything away."

Yu Hu was a little skeptical, "Is it really just a shaking?"

"Of course, just aim at the stone wall."

Yu Hu thought for a while and hesitated, "Okay, I'll shake it."

After thinking for a long time, he took out the cashier's void ring and tentatively shook it lightly at the stone wall.

In a flash, a small golden sword suddenly flew out of the Naxu Ring and inserted into the stone wall, trembling constantly, making a humming and low sound.

"Red Dragon Sword!"

Zhang Hengdian and the guard cultivator's face suddenly changed.

The two faced Yu Hu, with a gloomy face, "Yu Hu, follow..."

A sword light flashed, and Yu Hu suddenly came out of his sword, and his sword intent was like a dragon and attacked the two of them.

The two of them quickly raised their swords to greet each other. Taking advantage of this moment, Yu Hu jumped up and flew out of the mountain, with a very fast speed.

But before a few steps had passed, a big yellow hand suddenly came down from the sky, covering the sky and pinching Yu Hu in his hand, unable to move at all.

Soon after, a monk floated down and landed beside Yu Hu.

"Elder Zheng!"

Zhang Hengdian and the guard cultivator quickly stepped forward to salute.

Elder Zheng was a cultivator in the God Transformation Realm. Li ignored the two of them and raised his hand to hold the fallen golden sword in his hand. After a glance, he showed a hint of joy.

"Yes, it's indeed the Red Dragon Sword."

He turned to Yu Hu, reached out and lifted it, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace. Only one sentence came from afar, "It's been a thousand years, and there are two more. I hope I won't disappoint me again this time..."

All of this fell into Zhou Shu's eyes, and he was secretly shocked.

He could see clearly that the golden sword, called the Red Dragon Sword, was exactly the same as the golden scale sword on his body, and the materials were the same. They were all the scales of the Red Dragon, and there was no difference at all. They were definitely from the same weapon master.

If his sword had flew out like this on that day, he would have suffered the same thing as Yu Hu and was taken away by a god-transformed monk. The consequences would be really unimaginable.

At the same time, he also had many questions. Why is this golden scale sword called the Red Dragon Sword? Does it have any origin? What does the monk mean after a thousand years? There are two more, do you mean that there are many Red Dragon Swords?

While thinking, Zhang Hengdian walked over and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry, there's something wrong in the door that scared Fellow Daoist Zhou."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said calmly, "It's not that I was frightened, but I'm a little surprised. What kind of method is the Red Dragon Sword? Why did it alarm the elders of the nobles? Is it very valuable?"

"Fellow Daoist Zhou misunderstood that the magic weapon is just an ordinary fourth-level, and how could our sect steal other people's magic weapon?"

Zhang Hengdian was still a little gloomy and forced a smile, "The elder took him away just to ask some questions, nothing big. This matter is related to the secrets of the sect, and I really can't say much, but it's really just an internal affairs of the sect, so fellow Taoists don't need to pay too much attention."

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "That's because I've said too much. Don't blame me, don't blame me, see you again, Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Without saying anything more, Zhou Shu bowed and went straight up the mountain.

Zhang Hengdian glanced at Zhou Shu, looked at the guardian cultivator, and shook his head helplessly.

In the valley, Yang Mei was concentrating on refining alchemy by the spiritual spring, and even Zhou Shu didn't notice it when he came in. Hao Siyun was practicing very energetic, but he didn't come so that he could think quietly.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Shu felt a little depressed. The Golden Lin Sword or Red Dragon Sword in his Huxu Ring was like a big stone pressing on his heart, and he could not move it away.

Walking into the quiet room, he quietly opened the Wushuang Order and planned to issue a task to ask clearly.

It wasn't that he deliberately peeked into the secrets of the Tianjian Sect, but it was about him and he had to ask. Moreover, he also felt that although the matter of the Red Dragon Sword was secret, there must be no fewer people who knew about it. Many people who have come to the Sword Club should have seen this situation, and most of them have inquired about it.

He originally wanted to ask Ziming or Hu Yilie, but he might not be able to ask clearly. Moreover, when he asked himself, it would be criticized. Instead, he might have exposed himself, so he might just come to Wushuang City. Compared to the importance of this matter, it is necessary to spend some valuable points.

He regretted a little bit. In fact, before coming to the Dongsheng Sword Club, he should have figured out what he should have done and would not put himself in a dangerous situation.

Soon, the mission jade board appeared in the center of Wushuang City, and Zhou Shu was waiting.

This time he wrote the task carefully so that he would not be fooled like he did last time.

Not long after, a white light flashed and he appeared in front of the familiar table. Opposite was an envoy wearing a golden robe, and he was a rare female cultivator in Wushuang City.

It seemed like he felt familiar, and Zhou Shu was stunned for a moment.

"Do you want to know the relationship between the Red Dragon Sword and the Tianjian Sect?"

The woman looked calm and straight to the point, "I can tell you."

Zhou Shu nodded and said seriously, "Senior, I want to know the ins and outs of things, such as why the Tianjianmen has been pursuing cultivators with the Red Dragon Sword, what is the reason for the thousand-year-old, etc., I have written all these in the mission content."

The woman's lips curled slightly, showing a hint of disdain, "I know."

"Okay, give points to seniors."

There were a lot of log money on the table, which was the concrete image of points in Wushuang City. Zhou Shu counted 100 pieces, which was a considerable number.

The woman took the points and smiled indifferently, "Actually, what you are asking is not a big secret. Almost every disciple of the Tianjian Sect or a cultivator a thousand years ago knows that, I have made it easier for these points."

Zhou Shu didn't care, "As long as the news is correct."

The woman in golden clothes nodded, "Okay, things will start a thousand years ago..." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!