Chapter 124 There Are Trees In The Mountains And Branches In The Trees

"What? You don't welcome Martial Uncle?"

The person outside asked.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He did not seem to be good at laughing, so when such a thing as a smile appeared on his ice-like face, it was very abrupt. However, it was also something that could make such a person who was not good at laughing laugh. Obviously, it should be a very important thing for him.

However, Xu Han was unable to feel the joy of a man from the bottom of his heart at the first possible moment.

He hesitated. After all, Canghai Liu was a traitor to the Sword Mausoleum. At least, there were rumors like this in the Jianghu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He could not understand Mo Chen Zi's intentions, and Xu Han had not expected him to arrive, so he did not immediately respond to him.

However, Mo Chen Zi did not show the slightest bit of anger towards him. He only looked up and down at Xu Han and said softly, "Let's go. I have something I want to say to you."

Hearing this, Xu Han thought for a while before turning his head.

He turned to look at Ye Hongjian. The girl was also looking at him doubtfully, as if she was asking what had happened. However, Xu Han deliberately blocked Ye Hongjian's line of sight, making it impossible for her to see the scene in front of Xu Han clearly.

After all, Ye Hongjian did not know about the relationship between Xu Han and Canghai Liuliu. At this moment, Mo Chen Zi's sudden arrival made it hard to determine whether he was his friend or enemy. He did not want Ye Hongjian to get involved in this unnecessary trouble.

"I have something to do. I need to go out for a while." He said to Ye Hongjian at that time.

Then, he nodded at Mo Chen Zi, "Let's go."

…

The night was quiet. Xu Han and Mo Chen walked side by side on the hillside of Chongju Peak. Not long after, they arrived at the wooden pavilion that Xu Han often visited.

At that moment, the two silent men turned their heads to look, only to see rows of inner sect disciples' doors at the foot of the mountain. They were brightly lit and shone with the moonlight. They were extremely beautiful.

After a long time.

"Is this good?" Mo Chen Zi was the first to break the silence between the two of them.

Hearing this, Xu Han thought for a moment.

"Not bad." He said.

"You like this place?" Mo Chen Zi turned to look at Xu Han and asked. He was a person who wasn't very good at expressing his emotions. It was difficult for Xu Han to guess what this man was thinking from the tone of his words.

However, Xu Han still said, "I like it."

He really liked this place. Although there were still some strange storms and hidden currents here, there were also some things that Xu Han cared about. Along the way, there weren't many things that he cared about.

"Then stay here." Mo Chen smiled again. His smile was still somewhat unsightly, and it even made people suspect that he wasn't smiling at all. "The beauty of the scenery is perishable. Just take a look at it."

Xu Han was stunned. He could tell that Mo Chen Zi had something to say, "What do you mean?"

"Immortals can make dust, and dynasties can fall apart. There has never been anything immortal in this world."

"Linglong Pavilion is no exception…"

Mo Chen sighed.

Hearing this, Xu Han thought about what had happened in the Exquisite Pavilion during this period of time, and then thought about the abnormal situation of the Northern Region King of Jizhou. He seemed to have gained some enlightenment.

The two of them fell silent again because of the heavy weight of the conversation.

Mo Chen Zi seemed to have realized that he was a little clumsy in chatting, but he cherished not spending much time with Xu Han, so he seriously recalled in his mind what kind of topic a youth of this age was most interested in.

So he quickly made his decision.

"When will you and that girl get married?" Mo Chen asked.

Xu Han paused. Obviously, he did not understand where to start. However, he quickly understood that the girl in the other party's words should be Ye Hongjian. After all, he had deliberately blocked Mo Chen Zi in front of the door just now, so he couldn't hide it from Mo Chen Zi's eyes.

Xu Han explained, "Senior, you're joking. Hong Jian and I are just …" However, he didn't know how to explain it. After all, the relationship between him and Ye Hongjian was a bit complicated and difficult to describe.

"Senior?" However, at that time, Mo Chen Zi frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his ice sculpture-like face. "You call me Senior?"

"Senior, what do you mean" Xu Han did not understand what was wrong with his address.

"Isn't Canghai Liu your master?"

"Eh" Xu Han was speechless for a moment, but he patiently explained, "Senior Azure did teach me the Great Evolution Sword Technique. However, he once said that he was an abandoned disciple of the Sword Mausoleum and did not dare to accept me into the sect without the permission of the sect. Therefore… Although Senior Azure and I are both true masters and disciples, we do not have the name of masters and disciples."

Hearing this, Mo Chen Zi immediately shook his head.

"My junior apprentice-brother, although he is usually very carefree, there are still some things that are extremely stubborn." When he mentioned the Vast Ocean Stream, some emotions surged in Mo Chen Zi's eyes, but in the blink of an eye, they were suppressed by him. Then he asked, "Does the sect agree? The Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum is only me and Senior Brother Wang now. I think I should be considered a sect now, right?"

Xu Han's mind was exquisite. How could he not understand what Mo Chen Zi said?

Immediately, he nodded heavily, "Yes, yes, of course!"

Then, he hurriedly turned around and knelt down towards Mo Chen Zi. At that time, the Heaven Punishing Sword on his back was also removed by him, placed on his hands, and respectfully raised.

"Xu Han greets Senior Martial Uncle. Senior Martial Uncle, please return to Master with your sword!"

His voice was loud, and there was actually some choking in his voice.

Hearing this, Mo Chen's body trembled. At that moment, a wisp of disbelief appeared in his indifferent eyes. He turned his head and stared blankly at Xu Han. To be exact, he was looking at the Heaven Punishing Sword in Xu Han's hand.

The middle-aged man's voice trembled, just like the hand he was holding out. He was trembling as he stroked the Xing Tian Sword's blade, as if something was flickering in his eyes.

"Master Sword Seed has been resting in the Heavenly Punishment Sword. He once said that his last wish was to rest in the Mausoleum of the Sword" Xu Hanyan said, and the choking voice in his voice became even more obvious.

When Mo Chen Zi received this answer, his black clothes stirred and Ling Lie's sword intent soared into the sky like a bull being pulled out from a dry land.

At that moment, his hand tightly gripped the Xing Tian Sword's blade, as if he had gripped the young Junior Brother's palm back then.

Tightly unwilling to let go.

A cyan lotus flower slowly appeared on the sword. In the night, seven petals blossomed. It was as beautiful as an immortal scenery. It was the sword seed of the ocean.

There was a great secret hidden in the Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum.

That secret required the reinforcement of the sword souls of every generation of Sword Mausoleum descendants after their death. The gravekeeper had been sitting here for generations, and even if he had turned into a soul, he would not be spared.

Naturally, that was not the best destination for the soul, but it was the original intention that the gravekeeper had never forgotten.

It was a duty, a place, and a glory.

However, Canghai Liuliu hadn't even cultivated to the Earthly Immortal Realm. His spiritual soul could only be transformed into a sword seed and parasitized in the Heavenly Punishment Sword. If it was nourished by the sword intent of the Mausoleum of the Sword, he might one day be able to awaken as a sword soul and guard the Mausoleum of the Sword. This could also be considered as fulfilling his lifelong dream.

It wasn't that Xu Han hadn't thought of finding an opportunity to send the Xingtian Sword back to the Sword Mausoleum, but with his cultivation, wanting to cross the Southern Wilderness, where barbarians were rampant, was undoubtedly sending him to his death. Therefore, he hadn't considered this matter for the time being. The arrival of Mo Chen Zi was undoubtedly the best opportunity.

"Xing Tian Sword, a rare divine weapon in the world, sent it back to the Mausoleum of the Sword. This item is no longer yours, don't you think it's a pity?" Mo Chen Zi raised the sword and asked Wen Yan.

At that time, Xu Han shook his head and said, "A normal man is innocent of his sins. Disciple does not have the ability to do so. If this sword falls into my hands, it might even attract a calamity of death."

Hearing this, Mo Chen Zi said, He turned around and looked at Xu Han with interest. Seeing that the expression on his face was not fake, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that although this youth was still young, his temperament was much stronger than ordinary people. Although he understood this logic, too many people couldn't resist the temptation in front of him. Otherwise, how could there be so many people chasing after Canghai Liu under the guise of serving the heavens in the Great Zhou's Jianghu these years?

He smiled faintly, and the sword on his back rumbled as it drew out of its sheath.

The snow-white sword illuminated the scenery in front of him like it was dazzling, covering the starlight in the sky.

Mo Chen held the Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand. A cold light flashed and he shouted, "Go!"

The Xingtian Sword trembled, and the azure lotus flower turned into a streak of light that surged into his sword.

At that time, the sword let out a resounding sword cry, circling around Mo Chen Zi like it had intelligence.

"Let's go back. Senior Brother will be waiting for you there." Mo Chen Zi looked at the sword calmly and said softly.

The blade of the sword trembled, as if it was expressing some emotions. Then, he circled around Xu Han for a while, and finally turned into a streak of azure light and fled into the distance.

At this moment, Xu Han finally regained his senses, and Mo Chen Zi also handed back the Heaven Punishing Sword in his hand.

"Martial Uncle … you …" Xu Han looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

If the sword soul wanted to return to the Sword Tomb, it needed to use the sword as a carrier. Of course, the sword in question was not an ordinary sword, but someone who cultivated the Great Evolution Sword Seed would only be able to use it as a carrier if they carried it on their body and nurtured it at all times.

However, Mo Chen Zi had used his sword to carry the soul of the Vast Ocean Stream. If Mo Chen Zi died, then how could he be at ease?

"Since he stole this sword, he naturally has his reasons. Moreover, the Sword Mausoleum is not necessarily a safe place. Take it with you." Mo Chen said indifferently at that time.

"But Martial Uncle, you" Xu Han was still puzzled. Although this sword was said to be extremely mysterious, apart from the terrifying power that Xu Han had seen flowing back to his country on the Great Abyss Mountain that day, it was no different from an ordinary mortal iron in Xu Han's hands. At least, in Xu Han's eyes, whether or not it was left behind was not much different.

"Don't worry, Martial Uncle, I won't die yet." Mo Chen Zi seemed to have noticed Xu Han's hesitation. He smiled and said. Then, his gaze landed on Xu Han's right arm. He raised his eyebrows as if something had sounded. He asked, "Have you heard the song that was sung in the Southern Wilderness?"

Xu Han was stunned. Although he didn't understand why Mo Chen Zi suddenly mentioned this matter, he had indeed heard Canghai Liu sing that song at some point.

Xu Han's memory had always been exceptionally good, but he only slightly hesitated before nodding.

Hearing this, Mo Chenzi withdrew his gaze from Xu Han's right arm and looked at Xu Han, saying at that time.

"Perhaps you are the lotus flower."

Xu Han could not understand Mo Chen Zi's words, and Mo Chen Zi clearly did not intend to continue to entangle himself with this question.

He stiffly changed the topic and began to ask about Xu Han's fortunes over the years, as well as the last time Canghai Liuliu lived in the world.

He asked very carefully, to the point of being almost trivial.

It was as if he wished to remember every word and meal that Canghai Liuliu had said and eaten in the world.

In the process of asking these questions, Mo Chen Zi had a faint smile on his face, but Xu Han's nose was somewhat sour.

He couldn't explain why.

He had killed a lot of people. Although most of them were damned, killing them was not out of Xu Han's heart. To be able to accomplish this, Xu Han felt that he should be considered to be heartless. However, at this moment, he looked at the man in front of him and quietly asked his junior brother about his last period of life. The quieter he was, the more Xu Han could feel the turbulence in his heart.

The conversation lasted until late in the evening.

Mo Chen wasn't satisfied until the lights in the door had been extinguished.

Although Xu Han had been slightly wary of Mo Chen Zi before, he was no longer vigilant against him after getting along with him.

He took advantage of Mo Chen Zi's pause to ask about the little monk.

That little monk's background was really strange. In addition, he seemed to be able to pull the demonic power on Xu Han's right arm. Without understanding his origin and purpose, Xu Han felt as if he was stuck in his throat, unable to sleep and eat peacefully.

Hearing this, Mo Chen Zi only smiled slightly and then suddenly reached out to grab Xu Han's right arm.

"Martial Uncle?" Xu Han was stunned. He was about to ask a question, but before he could say anything, a boundless sword intent surged into Xu Han's right arm from Mo Chen Zi's hand. Intense pain could be felt. Xu Han could not even utter a single sound, only cold sweat could be seen on his forehead.

After a few breaths, Mo Chen retracted his hand.

The intense pain in Xu Han's arm also dissipated.

"I've already used my sword intent to suppress the demonic energy in your body. Even if that person doesn't carefully examine it, he won't be able to detect it. You can rest assured." At that moment, Mo Chen Zi's figure also rang out.

Only then did Xu Han react. It turned out that Mo Chen Zi was helping him. He couldn't help but look at Mo Chen Zi, only to see that this man's lips were slightly pale, and there were traces of sweat on his forehead. It seemed like this method was extremely expensive for him.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" Xu Han sincerely cupped his hands and said.

"No problem. It's too late today. You can go back first. Come back here at this time tomorrow. I still have something to explain to you." Mo Chen shook his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Hearing this, Xu Han was somewhat hesitant, but in the end, he didn't dare to disobey this Martial Uncle's intentions. In the end, he could only nod his head, inform him, and then leave alone.

…

When Xu Han's figure walked far away, the man stood with his hands behind his back and his gaze flickered as he looked in the direction where the youth had disappeared.

At that time, a black crow flew over in the night and landed beside him. It turned into a petite figure and stood side by side with him.

At that time, her purple eyes flashed with intense killing intent as she looked towards the direction where the youth had disappeared.

"If you consume your true essence for him again next time, I will kill him." Her tender voice was wrapped in a chill that was like tens of thousands of years of ice, making it impossible for anyone to question the determination in her heart when she said those words.

When the man heard this, he did not refute it.

He looked back at the man and said, "The night is perfect. Let's go."

The person beside him snorted coldly when he heard this, but in the end, he followed the man's footsteps and walked into the distance.

At that moment, the man glanced sideways at the angry figure behind him. He smiled comprehensively and opened his lips slightly.

A deep voice echoed back and forth from the Chongju Peak.

It was melodious and quiet.

It was as if a white-haired old man was slowly telling an ancient and sad story.

The song sounded like it had been sung.

"The sun rises and the sand sinks."

"Mingyue, scram!"

"He's waiting. He's waiting."

"The nine petals of the lotus bloom, and the immortal falls to the mortal world."

…

Xu Han was in a good mood.

It was a good thing to be able to meet Mo Chen Zi and send the sword soul of the Vastsea Stream back to the Mausoleum of the Sword, no matter how one looked at it.

Moreover, Mo Chen Zi acknowledged his identity.

This seemingly simple sentence might not necessarily bring any change to Xu Han's situation, but it was very important to Xu Han.

Such recognition was like letting the drifting duckweed take root and the swaying fallen leaves find a branch.

Xu Han did not know how to describe such a thing.

If he really wanted to find a word from the words that he didn't know much about, it would be the word "solid".

With such a mood, he returned to the small porch window.

When he pushed open the door, he found that Ye Hongjian's door was still lit by a candle.

At this time, it was already 11, but Ye Hongjian had not fallen asleep yet. Xu Han was somewhat surprised. This was somewhat different from Ye Hongjian's habit of going to bed early. He thought to himself, "Could it be that you're waiting for me?" Thinking of this, he felt that it was impossible, so he couldn't help but curse at himself in his heart.

He put away these thoughts, washed up by himself, and went back to his room to sleep.

However, when she pushed open the door, she saw Ye Hongjian was wearing a green dress. She supported the bed with one hand and raised the other hand slightly. She sat on the bed in an extremely ambiguous position and looked at Xu Han with a smile.

She was originally extremely beautiful, and this sitting posture displayed her alluring figure in front of Xu Han, with a concave and convex end.

Xu Han was stunned.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and his throat wriggled. Even if he tried his best to move his gaze away, the remaining light from the corner of his eyes still involuntarily landed on Ye Hongjian's exquisite figure.

Ye Hongjian saw his overwhelming attitude, and this young miss smiled faintly again.

"You're back?" She said this, her thick voice wrapped in tenderness that could almost melt away.

This was not the end. After saying this, Ye Hongjian stood up and swayed her slender waist as she stepped forward. The swaying waist seemed to carry an extremely strange power.

At that time, Xu Han vaguely felt that even the temperature in the room had risen a little as her waist swayed.

Xu Han's mouth was a little dry.

He was stunned, as if he had been cast a spell.

At this time, Ye Hongjian finally walked to his side.

Coming with one of them and the faint fragrance on her body, Xu Han could not name her, but he felt that it smelled good.

"You" Xu Han opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could say anything, Ye Hongjian's white jade-like finger was placed next to his lips.

"Shh." She breathed in his ears like an orchid, and the warm aura blew in Xu Han's ears, making him feel itchy.

"It's time to rest. I'll help you take off your clothes." After that, Ye Hongjian said softly. She slowly ran behind Xu Han. At that time, one hand was pressed against Xu Han's chest and she slowly touched his embrace. From the looks of it, it seemed that she really intended to help Xu Han take off his coat.

As for Xu Han, he really seemed to be immersed in her gentle countryside, as if he didn't know the world.

But at that moment, a cold light suddenly lit up in Ye Hongjian's hand. A dagger slid out of her sleeve and rested straight on Xu Han's neck.

"Speak! What do you have to do with the Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum?" Ye Hongjian's tender voice suddenly turned cold at that moment.

Just like the dagger on Xu Han's neck.

"This… Hongjian, are you going to?" At this moment, Xu Han felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his voice was filled with fear.

"Do you think you can hide anything from me? The person who came to find you today is clearly Mo Chen Zi from the Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum! Tell me, exactly how many secrets do you have hidden behind my back!" Ye Hongjian gritted her teeth and asked, her tone filled with more resentment than anger. The dagger on Xu Han's neck also tightened a little at that time. Xu Han could even feel the chill coming from the dagger.

The fear on Xu Han's face dissipated when he heard this. Instead, he asked strangely, "Is that why you did this?"

"Can't you?" Ye Hongjian, who thought that she had already firmly controlled Xu Han, said in a commanding manner.

Xu Han smiled bitterly in his heart, but on the surface, he was still puzzled, "You don't believe me?"

How could Xu Han not understand that Ye Hongjian had displayed all sorts of unusual behaviors since he entered the sect? With Ye Hongjian's temperament, there must be a plan for her to do such a thing. Xu Han understood this point, so he decided to cooperate with her in such a play, in order to find out what this young miss was up to.

However, he did not want to let Ye Hongjian participate in this matter because he had good intentions. What he was afraid of was that he would not be able to understand Mo Chen Zi's intentions and implicate her.

Who would have thought that she would not be satisfied with this little Martial Uncle's refusal to say anything, instead, it would arouse her suspicions…

Even with Xu Han's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness when my original heart illuminated the moon, but the bright moon illuminated the ditch.

'"I…" Ye Hongjian wanted to say something at that time, but Xu Han obviously had no intention of continuing to play this family game with her.

At that time, Xu Han circulated the 365 acupoints in his body, and the True Qi in his body condensed together in an instant. Then, his hand reached out like lightning and grabbed Ye Hongjian's dagger. Then, he exerted strength on his heels and turned around.

At that time, Ye Hongjian, who was caught off guard, let out a cry of alarm. The dagger in her hand left her palm and she was about to fall on her back with a light movement. However, Xu Han's eyes were quick and he pulled it so that she wouldn't fall to the ground.

Naturally, Ye Hongjian's talent was extraordinary, but after all, she had cultivated for a long time. How could she be Xu Han's opponent before she broke through to the Nether Opening Realm? She had been restrained by Xu Han in just a face-to-face manner.

When Ye Hongjian regained her senses, she looked at Xu Han's face, which was so close to her, and the faint smile on his face. Her face turned red, and she realized that everything before was just Xu Han acting with her.

"You!" She had never suffered such a grievance before and was about to explode with a frown.

However, Xu Han leaned forward at that time and said with a serious expression, "What I hid from you was all for your own good. Although I don't think I'm a gentleman, I definitely won't take revenge on the Linglong Pavilion you brought me. I hope that you and I can have enough trust in the future."

Without waiting for Ye Hongjian to react, Xu Han put away the blankets on the ground and held them in his arms. He then called Xuan'er, who could not see anything from the side, and turned around to leave the room and went to the room where Chu Chouli was.

After staying with Xu Han for a long time, Miss Ye finally regained her senses.

As she thought about what had just happened, the flush on her face, which had just faded away, surged up again.

She puffed her cheeks and looked in the direction of the door. She stomped her feet fiercely and muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear clearly.

"Idiot. I'm not Qin Keqing. I don't want you to do this for me."

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