Zhou Xuanji took out the Yushui Sword. The sword was silver-white all over, with wave patterns on the blade. It was very handsome, one meter four in length, and it felt very light when held.

not bad!

Three lines of small words appeared before him:

Sword name: Yushui Sword

Level: Gold

Explanation: Holding this magic sword in your hand can control the water of the world, and the control range is proportional to the strength of the sword master.

...

Controllable waters from all over the world?

Great, the Yushui Sword can not only be used for combat, but may also have other wonderful uses in the future.

Zhou Xuanji held the Yushui Sword and practiced a set of White Crane Sword Techniques. After getting familiar with it, he closed the sword.

The others were practicing on their own, but they didn't notice that he had another magical sword.

He spread his hands and the white dragon imperial golden robe appeared in his hand.

Like the Qingju Cloud Boots, once the owner is successfully recognized, the garment will change according to Zhou Xuanji's body size and be close to the body.

After changing into the White Dragon Royal Golden Clothes, his temperament suddenly changed.

There are golden dragons drawn with golden patterns on the clean white clothes, which are lifelike and vivid.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

After wearing the White Dragon Royal Golden Clothes, Zhou Xuanji's royal temperament was revealed.

His face is like a jade crown, sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and black hair tied behind his head, making him look lively and handsome, and he is no worse than those princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Xiao Jiangxue, who was practicing in front of her, lit up her eyes and she immediately stood up and ran over.

Others also noticed that Zhou Xuanji changed into clothes.

When they saw it, they all exclaimed in their hearts, what a young man!

Xiao Jinghong suddenly frowned.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhou Xuanji looked like another person.

"Zhou... thirteen years old... Could it be..."

Xiao Jinghong suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but be moved.

Fang Junsheng, who was chopping wood, exclaimed loudly: "Master is really wise and powerful!"

Bei Xiaowang Jian rolled his eyes. Can this kid be more serious when he flattered?

Fang Junsheng is at least one of the top 30 heroes in the Great Zhou Dynasty. His cultivation is in the inner alchemy realm, which is stronger than the Bei Xiaowang Sword, but when facing the Bei Xiaowang Sword, he always nods and bows.

If there were no accidents, Fang Junsheng would sooner or later become another sword slave of Zhou Xuanji, so Beixiao King Jian's attitude towards him is getting better and better, and now he is too lazy to even scold him.

Xiao Jiangxue approached Zhou Xuanji, looked around him, and nodded constantly.

"I'm getting more and more handsome. God bless you, but you haven't grown old."

Xiao Jiangxue pinched Zhou Xuanji's little face and smiled happily.

Zhou Xuanji glared at her and said angrily: "That is, in the future, I will not only be the world's number one sword, but also the world's number one handsome."

Xiao Jiangxue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Yes, yes, you are the most handsome."

She suddenly thought of something, then she was discouraged and said with a bitter face: "Your clothes are so beautiful, I'm afraid the clothes I knitted for you can't compare."

Zhou Xuanji comforted, "It's okay, I understand your feelings, so don't weave them in the future, so as not to get rid of your hands."

After twelve years old, his height began to increase by leaps and bounds, and now it has reached Xiao Jiangxue's eyebrows.

Looking at the seventeen-year-old little Jiang Xue, no, Jiang Xue.

Zhou Xuanji was deeply moved.

The flower finally grew.

Jiang Xue felt regretful and lost, but she raised her eyes and bumped into Zhou Xuanji's gaze. The tenderness in his eyes made her lose instantly disappear.

She smiled sweetly and said, "I will listen to you."

The two stood by the cliff and started chatting, talking about jokes from the past and the hope for the future.

As they chatted, the two sat on the edge of the cliff.

Jiang Xue couldn't correct her odor, and as soon as she approached Zhou Xuanji, she couldn't help but touch her.

Then, she stretched out her arms and put them around Zhou Xuanji's neck.

Zhou Xuanji said helplessly: "In another year, if you hug me like this, your hands will be sore."

Jiang Xue smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, come and hug me then."

"Hey hey hey hey, don't you understand? Men and women don't get married, we have all grown up."

"Hey, you still talk about this to me? Don't we sleep in the same house all the time?"

"Okay, let's go to bed in separate rooms from today."

"You dare!"

The two started to play and quarrel, which made the others envious.

Beixiao King Jian sighed: "I remember that back then, I also had such a childhood sweetheart."

Fang Junsheng asked curiously: "What about now?"

"It's gone."

Bei Xiaowang Jian replied calmly, and after saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Fang Junsheng with a lonely and bleak back.

This is a man with a story.

Fang Junsheng touched his chin and thought so.

Time changed, and another five months passed.

Zhou Xuanji broke through to the ninth level of the Consciousness Realm, and the first level of the Great Zhoutian Martial Arts Selection also came to an end.

With the news that Zhou Jianshen defeated Meng Tianlang, the cultivators who passed by the cliff did not dare to cause trouble, and even the demon kings did not dare to get close.

However, the peace was broken.

On this day, a group of soldiers came in the clouds, with a carriage on it. The carriage was noble and gorgeous, more than three times larger than the ordinary carriage, like a small building.

Zhao Congjian, Xiao Jinghong, Beixiao Wang Jian and others gathered next to Zhou Xuanji.

"The flag of the Meng family in the Great Zhou Dynasty is probably the elder of Meng Tianlang's family."

Xiao Jinghong whispered that the leading soldiers were holding big flags with the words Meng engraved on them.

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything.

Soon, the Meng family soldiers stopped in front of the cliff, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with python pattern walked out slowly.

His temples are as bright as fire, his body is strong, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. Just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression.

He stared at Zhou Xuanji and said, "Are you Zhou Jianshen?"

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Who are you?"

"Meng family, Meng Changhu, the King of the Great Zhou Dynasty's second-rank general, and my nephew Tianlang's bet with you. I think I have to come here with a long-term plan."

The middle-aged man in black robe jumped up and landed in front of Zhou Xuanji and others.

His courage is stronger than Meng Tianlang.

Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, and Beixiao King Jian are all preparing for battle.

Fang Junsheng lowered his head and hid behind Huang Lianxin, not daring to look at Meng Changhu directly.

"I didn't force him to make this bet."

Zhou Xuanji said calmly, and Meng Changhu couldn't help but frown.

When he frowned, the pressure became stronger.

He looked at Zhou Xuanji's face carefully, and suddenly he was slightly moved, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"If you have any requests, just ask."

Meng Changhu said calmly, but the strange color in his eyes kept flashing.

"This matter is not to be discussed."

Zhou Xuanji replied, if this matter is abandoned, how can you bear the face?

"good!"

Meng Changhu turned around with his sleeves, raised his hand and pointed at Fang Junsheng, and said, "Come here and go home with me. If your father knew that you were so cowardly, no one would want to live your wives and concubines!"

When Fang Junsheng heard this, his face changed drastically and he could only grit his teeth and walk to him.

Meng Changhu grabbed his shoulder and flew to the clouds.

Zhou Xuanji did not stop him. After all, Fang Junsheng was not his real sword slave yet, and the other party and Fang Junsheng were not enemies, so he naturally had no reason to stop him.

Meng Changhu walked into the carriage and the soldiers left in the clouds.

"Prince Xuanji, Your Majesty was right back then. You will be the number one genius in the Great Zhou Dynasty, perfectly inheriting the Great Zhou Dynasty's imperial lineage. However, I have to advise you that wood will be destroyed by the wind in the forest!"

Meng Changhu's voice suddenly came, causing Zhou Xuanji's face to change.
Chapter completed!