Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Come under the Sword Peak.

The high-level leaders of the Sword Sect had been waiting for a long time, and the moment they saw Fan Yunmo, they all rushed up one after another, and they were just shushing him.

They didn't have time to let Fan Yunmo greet first.

"Is it hard work on the road of the master and nephew, tired or not? If you are tired, we will rest in the Sword Sect for a few days, okay?

"Master and nephew, I have heard about your deeds for a long time, and when I see you now, I really deserve it."

"Huh? How is there still a white fox? Yes, the sword cultivator wandered the world, just one person and one beast, it is better than a lonely person. "

.............,"

looking at the demonic van who was surrounded by the elders and was messy in place, did not have any words, and endured the whistling of the cold wind alone: "........." felt

like a fake Sword Sect genius.

And the enthusiasm of the elders made Fan Yunmo a little overwhelmed, and the little fox who was originally above his head finally transferred to his arms and did not dare to show his head.

"All of you, the old immortals, get out of the way, and let my granddaughter meet the mortal master and nephew, but she has been in love with the mortal master and nephew for a long time." It was a female elder who spoke, she was different from the other elders who were as old as the dragon bell, but she looked like a flower, the place that should be tender and smooth, and the place where she should stand proudly did not fall at all.

"Junior Sister Qin, Si Chun is here?"

Just when the noise calmed down.

"Grandma, you....... You don't talk nonsense.

A weak voice came from behind Elder Qin, her shy rosy cheeks, tightly grasped Elder Qin's clothes and slowly walked out, looked at Fan Yunmo and pursed her lips, her voice was like a mosquito: "Again..... See you again. "

Miss Qin?"

Fan Yunmo never expected that the person that Sister Xueli casually knew was actually the granddaughter of Elder Qin of the Sword Sect, no wonder she was the richest man in the holy city.

It's just that this grandmother is younger.

However, thinking that his own master is his grandmother, he is still so beautiful as a flower, and he suddenly feels much more reasonable, after all, the age difference in the cultivation world is actually not important.

It's just that this makes Fan Yunmo even more puzzled, since this is the case, why does she want to compete with Wu to recruit relatives?

The other elders all looked at each other and smiled, and anyone with discerning eyes could see that the two had a relationship, and Qin Sichun's shyness was obviously stirring.

At this time, Elder Qin wanted to take advantage of the atmosphere to enhance the relationship between the two, and hurriedly proposed: "

Master and nephew, it will not be small in a few years, or do you want to make a marriage contract with my granddaughter?" There is an explanation for the future, and there is no need to look for a girl in distress.

"No, didn't your Qin family recruit relatives earlier?"

Hearing this, Elder Qin snorted coldly: "That rebel son is arguing to hold a contest to recruit relatives, as long as the old lady is not present, I will not count, the old lady is the rule!"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean." At this time, another elder jumped out and said in approval: "Master and nephew, I also have a granddaughter in mortal world, why not come to the door with double happiness?" "

Huh?"

For the sudden marriage contract, Fan Yunmo felt caught off guard, and quickly refused: "Thank you uncles for your love, but my little nephew has a Taoist couple, and I hope to understand Jun Chou."

"Harm, what is this, excellent men have three wives and four concubines, it is reasonable, besides, our senior brother, that is, the sect master of the Sword Sect, is not also married to three young ladies who have fallen in love with the country."

When Fan Yunmo heard this, his gossip immediately ignited, and when he wanted to know something, a cough came from behind everyone.

The person who came was sword-eyed, solemn and handsome.

It was none other than the sect master of the Sword Sect, Shen Jianyi.

The elders all quieted down, as if they had seen the head teacher's students.

Fan Yunmo took this opportunity to respectfully salute: "Little nephew Fan Yunmo, meet all the elders, Lord Sword Lord." The

elders were all pleasant, but Shen Jianyi's solemn expression did not change, but just nodded and let him follow him.

Fan Yunmo looked at the elders, only to see them nodding, and asked him to hurry to follow, and at the same time let the little fox stay, so Fan Yunmo had to get rid of the little fox to Elder Qin.

Qin Sichun looked at Fan Yunmo who was at the end of the world, and wanted to say something, but in the end, until he left, he didn't dare to say a word, obviously before....... Her personality is not so indecisive, and she has even thought about what to say to him, but she can't open her mouth when the words come to her lips.

Elder Qin looked at his granddaughter, who was in a low mood, rubbed her head kindly and said, "It's okay, there is still a chance."

She handed Fan Yunmo's little fox to Qin Sichun and said, "You take care of this fox, when the time comes, when Fan Shi and nephew come out, you can just go up and talk, don't leave regrets for yourself."

When he took the little fox, Qin Sichun stumbled, almost fell forward weightlessly, and blurted out: "It's so heavy."

The little fox chirped a few times in dissatisfaction, wanting to refute.

But soon sinking in Qin Sichun's warm embrace, enjoying tranquility, compared with Yan Xueliyi, he felt that Qin Sichun was the best choice for his master at the moment, at least he would not live a worried life every day.

Sleep on the floor every day, be baptized with killing intent, and use rough massage techniques.

Behind him, Mowan was still stupid in place, scratching his head and not knowing what he meant: So............. Am I long overdue to go?

...........

The other side.

Fan Yunmo followed Shen Jianyi to the center of the two sword blades, and countless immortal swords exuded wisps of sword intent, which was intimidating and admiring.

And there is a wide stone wall erected in the center, on which there are many brilliant golden inscription patterns, chaotic, and the closer it gets, the more violently the Mo Li sword in Fan Yunmo's hand trembles, as if he can't wait.

"This place is called: Sword Peak Spirit Tomb." Shen Jian said as he walked: "As long as they are new disciples of the Sword Sect, they must come here to resonate their immortal swords or sword spirits in order to obtain inheritance and learn the method.

He turned around and said, "You want to ask why the Sword Sect doesn't have its own magic skills, right?"

Fan Yunmo nodded: "Lord Sword Lord, the little nephew is unknown, could it be that the Guizong all relied on the immortal sword on the sword peak to obtain inheritance cultivation?"

"Indeed, our Sword Sect is not so much a sect, but a place of inheritance, a place of hope for the ancients to continue the inheritance of fire." Shen Jianyi said: "Of course, you can also go your own way, create your own sword technique, and finally land on the sword peak, waiting for someone with fortune to continue your path." "

Your qualifications are excellent, and the competition between the nine immortal swords is the best proof, and it can only be said that it is worthy of being a peach blossom sword immortal..." He paused and added indifferently: "Apprentice."

Come to the stone wall.

Shen Jianyi said: "Put your hand on the stone wall and feel the immortal sword on the sword peak with your heart, you will be chosen by them, even if you have the peach blossom sword technique, you can combine the sword technique into one."

Fan Yunmo obediently did so, and a cold touch came from the stone wall.

He closed his eyes and waited.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Until ten breaths passed, it was still calm.

Shen Jian frowned.

However, in the past thirty breaths, the stone wall has not changed at all, which suddenly made him feel strange.

It shouldn't be......... Shen Jianyi sighed in his heart, it stands to reason that he can find his own immortal sword with only ten breaths.

Could it be that none of the immortal swords fancy it?

Shen Jian shook his head, this is really the case, how to explain the nine immortal swords tested?

Just when Fan Yunmo also thought that Jianfeng had nothing to do with him.

"Mo'er........." A

shallow voice echoed in his mind, it was a longing that contained thousands of wisps, with a hard hoarseness, which made Fan Yunmo's heart tremble.

Knowing the sea.

Who?

It was pitch black in front of his eyes.

Fan Yunmo looked left and right, but how could he not find the source of the sound.

When he was thinking a lot, Huo Ran's eyes lit up, like fireworks blooming in the night, and the cherry color dispelled the haze and brought light!

Radiant center.

It was a strange illusory figure.

She danced with a streamer, slowly floating towards Fan Yunmo, a pair of disembodied jade hands holding his face, but she felt unprecedented warmth from the bottom of her heart.

Fan Yunmo looked at her unreal: "You are..." At

the same time, Shen Jianyi shook his head in disappointment.

Buzz -

the stone wall suddenly trembles, and the strange brilliance is brilliant!

The inscription culture was fragmented, and the vision suddenly rushed to the sky!

The two sword peaks shook like an earthquake, and the fairy swords embellished on them emitted a powerful sword sound, like a tragic song of generosity, resounding through the heavens and earth, pulling the heartstrings of everyone, and they all looked up.

At this moment, the nine heavens and ten lands ushered in a spectacular scene that had never been seen before!