The boy said: "He is blind!"

Shen Gurong: "That's wrong."

The female doll said: "The Immortal Lord is definitely not blind."

Shen Gurong smiled, shook the candy stick, and said like a pet, "That's not right either."

Even if it was an act of teasing a child, he was still very fairy-like when he did it, and the girls beside him were secretly looking at him with slightly red cheeks.

Xiaoduntun immediately raised his hands high: "The Immortal Lord is half blind but not blind."

Shen Gurong was so happy that he stopped teasing them and handed the candy man to the female doll who had been praising him for looking good.

After receiving a serious thank you and a compliment from Nanny Baby, Shen Gurong was in a good mood and finally followed Mu Ban to Jiange.

Just now he was too close to the candy man stall, and his body was inevitably stained by wisps of candy fragrance. Mu Ban walked closer to him, and he could vaguely smell the sweet and greasy fragrance of honey.

Mu Ban thought to himself, I also want a candy man.

Shen Gurong and Mu Ban walked side by side, looking calm, but in fact he was thinking about some messy things in his mind, and Mu Ban couldn't keep up with his thoughts at all.

"Oh yes, didn't I say that I was going to buy candy for Mu Ban? Why did you suddenly give it away?"

Mu Ban thought to himself dully, yes.

"But Mu Ban is already so old, and he has long passed the age of eating sweets."

Mu Ban, who always prided himself on having a mature mind and was completely different from a brat like Yu Xinghe, thought to himself: I am still young, not even grown up yet, so I can eat two sweets.

Shen Gurong thought again: "Ah! I forgot to bring the spirit stone! How will the sword pavilion buy the sword then?"

Mu Ban: "..."

For the first time, Mu Ban knew that his master was so arrogant. He had a face that looked like a banished immortal, but in his heart he was caring about that thing that smelled like copper.

This contrast is really...

So cute and tight.

One of them thought, the other answered in his heart, and they arrived at Jiange quietly all the way.

Shen Gurong has an extraordinary bearing. There seems to be a trick on the ice ribbon. Ordinary people can't even remember his face when they look at him. In addition, he is distracted and can't see the geometry of his cultivation. He looks very bluffing to others. .

When the servant of Jiange saw him, he did not dare to neglect him and greeted them both in respectfully.

Jiange Pavilion is located at the southernmost end of Fuxian City, with its back against the Nanshan Mountain outside Fuxian City. The entire attic seems to be embedded in the mountain wall, with random branches and flying flowers extending out along the wooden building, which gives it a unique flavor.

After entering the inner room, there was a burst of coolness wrapped in the elegant fragrance of flowers. The young man respectfully said: "May I ask the two immortal masters what sword they want?"

Shen Gurong thought to himself: "It's better to just talk about the fierce sword, then..."

"Bring me all the best from your store?"

Shen Gurong is a pampered young master. When he goes out to buy things or secretly buys story books, he often doesn't bother to choose. He just says this and reads them one by one when he gets home. He keeps the good ones and throws away the bad ones. Throw it away.

Because of this, his brother always called him a loser.

Shen Gurong said: "Take you..."

Mu Ban: "..."

Mu Ban didn't expect that he would actually dare to say this. Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Shen Gurong's sleeve to interrupt him.

Shen Gurong tilted his head, not knowing why.

Mu Ban coughed dryly, handed over the jade token from Li Renfeng in his hand, and said to the young man: "Look for your pavilion master, he knows what sword I want."

The boy took the jade token and inspected it. His expression became solemn and more respectful.

"Yes, the two Immortal Lords will come later."

After saying that, he led the two of them to the small attic where guests were waiting, and he quickly went to find the master of the Jiange Pavilion.

The environment of the small attic is quiet and quiet. The wooden window carved with a small sword is wide open. Outside the window, a waterfall hangs like a streamer in the mountains. It must have been set up with a magic circle. You can't hear any sound of water from such a close distance.

Shen Gurong held his chin and tilted his head to look at the picturesque scenery outside the window, and casually asked Mu Ban: "Are you familiar with this shop owner?"

The corners of Mu Ban's lips twitched.

Although the Sword Pavilion in Fuxian City looks like just a sword-selling shop, its status in the Three Realms is very important. Most of the most powerful swords come from here.

It's just that it's rare to sell a sword in the sword pavilion for several years. Just one sword can make countless people flock to it. Therefore, although the master of the pavilion is highly praised by others, many people spend a lot of money just to get his promise. .

After all, there are more sword cultivators in the Three Realms.

This was the first time Mu Ban heard the pavilion master being called a "shopkeeper".

Mu Ban said: "A few years ago, when I went out for training with the headmaster, I had a chance encounter with the pavilion master."

It was also because of that time that Xi Guxing thought of granting him a sword. Otherwise, according to Xi Guxing's confused temperament, he would most likely have to wait until Mu was relegated to the imperial title before he could get his natal sword.

Shen Gurong nodded, thinking: "I have never practiced with my apprentice."

Mu Ban was stunned for a moment and suddenly lowered his head.

But soon, Shen Gurong said again: "But if I train with Mu Ban, he will probably take care of me. Forget it, I'd better not cause trouble to my apprentice."

Mu Ban: "..."

His master is really very self-aware.

Although he has a monstrous level of cultivation, he is blind, crazy, and has a temperament that never follows common sense. If he really goes to the three realms with Mu Ban to experience, there is a high probability that Mu Ban will take better care of him.

While the two were talking, there was suddenly a sound of wooden wheels rolling on the ground outside, followed by a chuckle.

"I thought you were arrogant and cold-tempered, but I didn't expect to see you like this?"

Mu Ban stood up and nodded slightly towards the door: "Pavilion Master."

The person named "Pavilion Master" was dressed in black and was sitting on a wooden wheelchair. He was pushed over from the door by the waiter. He had a handsome appearance and a smile on his face.

The Pavilion Master said, smiled at Mu Ban and said: "Mu Ban, will you be so good?"

Mu Ban said nothing.

The master of the pavilion held a folding fan in his hand, unfolded it slightly, and fanned himself.

At this time, the spring cold had passed in Fuxian City. This man was wrapped in a mink fur and was fanning himself. After just a moment, Shen Gurong could clearly see that he was shivering, probably because he was cold.

Even so, he still maintained his demeanor, forced a smile, and closed the fan without leaving a trace.

The Pavilion Master knew that Mu's banishment was a harsh punishment. If he spoke too much, he would definitely become angry. He was afraid that he would not get any good results. He placed the folding fan in the palm of his hand and tapped it gently, looking thoughtfully at the man sitting beside him. Shen Gurong.

According to his cultivation level, he was unable to see through Shen Gurong's deception. He could only rely on his eyesight over the years to see that this person was by no means an ordinary person.

He tried: "Who is this?"

Mu Ban said: "My master, Shengjun Shen."

When the pavilion master heard this, his face changed. He quickly stood up from the wheelchair and walked enthusiastically to Shen Gurong, with a smile on his face.

He bowed casually and said with a smile: "This is Holy Lord Fengxue. I have admired you for a long time. My surname is Ge and I call you Lord. You can just call me Xiao Ge."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong: "???"

Daqing Pavilion Master is your name, not some title?!

Or is it just a pun?

And, most importantly, aren’t you a paralytic?!

Shen Gurong was so frightened by this medical miracle that he almost collapsed. He pretended to drink tea calmly, hiding his face from turning green.

Soon, he suppressed his expression, put down the tea cup, and said calmly: "Let's get down to business."

The Pavilion Master didn't think Shen Gurong's reaction was cold either. Once his cultivation reached a level that was unmatched by others, his swearing would be regarded as a golden rule.

The master of the pavilion did not make any jokes like before and said: "The sword Mu Ban wants is in the sword tomb. The Holy Lord can go with me."

Shen Gurong nodded, stood up, and motioned for him to lead the way.

The master of the pavilion asked the servant to push the wheelchair away, which he pretended to be sophisticated and popular, and led the way with quick steps.

Shen Gurong followed him forward, sizing up this person as he walked.

The master of the pavilion is probably too out-of-the-box, and with the identity of the Holy Lord weighing down on him, he doesn't talk nonsense like before and walks ahead calmly.

Probably out of habit, he always instinctively unfolded the fan to fan himself, but every time he fanned himself, he would shiver and then quickly close the fan.

But after a while, he unfolded his fan again...

This cycle repeats over and over again, and anyone who sees it will say "fool".

Shen Gurong was also very stupid. Maybe he was too bored, so he began to count in his mind the number of times the pavilion master spread his fan.

"Seven. Tsk, doesn't he remember the beating?"

Mu Ban: "..."

You are quite boring too.

One of them spread his fan and the other counted in his mind, they walked through a tunnel in the cave and finally reached the sword tomb inside the sword pavilion.
To be continued...