"Find out who ordered the Gu refiner to come here?"

"The Ding Mansion in Jiangning City was found." Wu Sheng briefly told Monk Kong Kong his experiences after his trip down the mountain.

"Ding Mansion, King of East China Sea?"

"Master, do these two forces have anything to do with our Lanruo Temple?"

"No, not at all." Monk Kong thought carefully and then shook his head.

"In the past hundred years, very few people have known about Lanruo Temple. This is even the case in Jinhua City, let alone Jiangning City thousands of miles away. Neither Ding Mansion nor Donghai King has anything to do with our Lanruo Temple. Otherwise, Lanruo Temple

Maybe it’s gone long ago.” He said this with absolute certainty.

"But I can see very clearly that the man has entered the Ding Mansion. I think so, Master. I will spend more time in Jiangning City this time to investigate this matter thoroughly."

"That's fine." Kong Kong nodded.

"In the temple, we are here, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Know."

"No life."

"Master, do you have anything else to explain?"

"Women at the foot of the mountain, you have to be careful. The more beautiful they are, the more dangerous they are." Kong Kong said a meaningless and careless sentence.

"What do you mean, Master, have you ever been hurt by a woman?" Wu Sheng suddenly felt that he might have discovered a huge secret.

"Tell me something." He hugged the back of his chair and blinked his big eyes.

"You should go back to Jiangning as soon as possible, so as not to cause any trouble again." Monk Kong Kong changed the subject as expected, urging him to get down to business quickly.

"There must be a story, I'm leaving."

After saying hello to Senior Uncle Kongkong and Senior Brother Wunu, and eating something, Wu Sheng hurried back to Jiangning without stopping.

In one day, we traveled thousands of miles back and forth.

The ancient city still exists, but the wind and snow have not yet settled.

At night, Wu Sheng went to the black market again and came to the mysterious shop. The masked woman was still there, her black gauze unable to conceal her graceful figure.

"Hello, sir, what do you want?"

"Didn't we agree last time that the Sword Master's sword skills should be shown to us?"

The woman stared at Wu Sheng.

"If your guest wants to see the sword master's swordsmanship, he must bring out items of equal price."

Huh? Wu Sheng touched his chin. He really wanted to think of something suitable for this matter. In fact, the two paintings were the most suitable. They both had extraordinary sword intentions, and one of them was painted by the sword master himself. But if

If the other party is cheating and what they present is fake, then he will suffer a big loss.

"What do you think of this?" Wu Sheng took out a bell.

This bell is not a mortal thing, but was given to him by the Underworld Messenger who ferries the souls of the dead on the river at a specific time and in a specific place. If you shake this bell, you can exchange it for the "Underworld Messenger", the ferryman of the underworld.

"What is this?" The woman wanted to take the bell, but when she touched it with her hand, she felt a biting coldness.

She stared at the bell carefully, and then her expression changed drastically.

"This is the magic bell of the Underworld Envoy?!"

"Yeah, I know a lot. Do you think this is okay?"

The woman's eyes changed when she looked up at Wu Sheng, as if she wanted to see clearly what he looked like behind the mask.

"Wait a moment." The woman left. The shop was empty. There seemed to be no one, but Wu Sheng could feel that there were two people in the dark. Their cultivation was not weak and they should be the guards of this shop.

Not long after, the woman came out with another person. After the person saluted Wu Sheng, he looked at the dharma bell carefully.

"Yes, it is the magical bell of the Netherworld Envoy. I don't know why it is in the hands of this fellow Taoist?"

This is the magic weapon of the Netherworld ferryman, a certificate for entering and exiting the human world and the Netherworld. It is said that holding this magic bell can summon the messengers of the Netherworld.

"Don't ask about this, just ask whether this treasure is good or not, and is it qualified?"

"Okay, that's enough. Fellow Taoist, please come with me."

The man came along Wu Sheng, and the woman followed behind. Wu Sheng glanced at her, wondering if she didn't need to be down below to greet the guests, but he just rolled his eyes.

Who is this?

Going up to a private room on the second floor, the man carefully took out a scroll, and then slowly opened it in front of Wu Sheng, but only opened a small half, revealing an ink stain on it, which looked very sharp, as if

A sword.

Wu Sheng stared at it carefully.

He felt the sword intent revealed in it. It was very sharp and a bit dazzling. He didn't dare to look directly at it, but it felt a little bit different. Compared with the "crossing", it was in the sky and on the ground, and it was also different from the Milky Way.

Far away.

"Fake!" Wu Sheng waved his hand and put away the magic bell.

"What!?" The two people were stunned.

"Why do you say this is fake?" The woman was very angry.

"Because I have seen the Sword Master's sword, and this sword cannot be compared with it at all. It is far different!" Wu Sheng said bluntly.

"You are so brazen. The Sword Master has not left the mountain for decades. It is rumored that he is in seclusion in Shushan. Even the Shushan disciples have not had the opportunity to see him use his sword. Where have you seen the sword master's sword skills?"

"You don't care, it's a lie anyway, I don't want it!" Wu Sheng said and turned around to leave.

"Stop!"

The woman stepped in front of Wu Sheng, and the waves were undulating.

"What are you going to do, buy and sell by force!?"

"Fellow Taoist, you said this painting is fake?" The man slowly put away the scroll.

"Well, this sword is good, but it is far inferior to the sword master's sword. One is in the sky and the other is on the earth."

"The dharma bell in the guest's hand is willing to be exchanged."

"If you don't change it, this painting won't be worth it."

"Forget it, if one day you change your mind, you are welcome to come to Jiangning."

"Okay, farewell." Wu Sheng bowed his hand.

"You are not allowed to leave!" The woman was still blocking Wu Sheng.

"Uncle, we can't let him leave like this. He has already seen the painting and the sword. His goal has been achieved. He is a liar!"

"I only read a little bit of that painting, but it's useless. The time is so short. No one can understand the artistic conception of the whole story. It's so big-hearted and brainless, and I have a bad temper!" The last sentence is useless.

He spoke in a very low voice, but the woman could still hear him clearly.

"You, you are a disciple, you are shameless!" The woman took a few deep breaths, and the waves became more intense.

Why is this so shameless? What a baffling woman!

"Wait a minute, this guest said he has seen the sword master's sword skills?" the man said.

"I've seen it before, what are you doing?"

"I've heard the name of the Sword Master for a long time, can I meet you next time?" the man said with cupped hands.

"I have seen it, but I didn't say I knew it. Shushan swordsmanship should not be taught to outsiders."

"I was the one who was rude, please go slowly, sir," the man said calmly.

"Farewell!"

Wu Sheng went downstairs and left the shop.

"Uncle, let him leave like this. He has already seen the painting, and maybe he has learned the sword technique."

"Don't we want to see the magic bell of the Underworld Envoy? As for learning, he only saw a little bit, so that he can understand the meaning of the sword. Then his talent in swordsmanship can catch up with the sword master. I am happy with the beauty of adulthood. And this
Chapter completed!