Immortal Lord Chaozhou is back.
"Hey, hey, have you heard? The once prosperous Immortal Lord Chaozhou is now back with a broken iron sword on his back."
"Xianjun Chaozhou, she is not..."
"You haven't seen it. On the day we entered the summit, among all the immortals, Chaozhou Immortal Lord was inconspicuous at all, especially the dull and colorless broken sword behind him. Against the backdrop of the other immortal swords, it looked even more... Tsk",
"Dirty and dilapidated..."
·Weapon Refining Mountain·
Su Chaozhou fell down on the table with a clang, and following the sound, Qu Jianyun said: "Nephew, what's going on?"
Su Chaozhou sat up suddenly and said to Qu Jianyun with a colorless face: "Uncle, please do me a favor!"
For a moment, Su Chaozhou was sitting upright, when he saw Yun laboriously and carefully picking up the fragile iron sword in Su Chaozhou's hand that was dusty, showed no aura, and even had a few cracks.
"Huaisheng Xianzun still said that it can't be cultivated, but my uncle is still good."
Unexpectedly, Shui was sweating coldly in his seat. He thought for a while, then tremblingly took the iron sword that was about to break.
"Thank you so much, uncle. I will definitely bring you some bottles of good wine next time."
One day, a certain Su's name was listed on the list of newly promoted Hundred Swordsmen. Qu Jian Yun was greatly puzzled: Huh? The sword is still here, how can a person be on the Hundred Swords List?
Everyone questioned: Can you be on the list without a sword?
Su Chaozhou: I have a sword, a que, very beautiful.
Everyone: So, where is the sword?
Su Shios: I'm doing beauty treatments at Master Yun's place.
A young lady who loves to fall in love with a big sword~
Intention: The swordsman holds the sword