I Can’t Be a Sword God

"Ah Choo—"

A heavy sneeze sounded in a cave outside the old city.

"Old Ancestor, you have been so tired recently, you should take care of your body and don't catch the wind and cold." A flattering voice sounded again immediately.

The cave is spacious and bright, but there is no fire. The lighting is all due to a kind of faint blue stone on the cave wall, so that the objects in the cave are shrouded in a faint blue light.

On the first seat, sat a thin old man with an old robe, a sparse mess of hair hanging from his shiny head, long and bushy eyebrows, and a pair of deep and boundless eyes. As he opened his mouth slowly, he could see that there seemed to be only a few teeth left in his mouth.

So old, people can't help but wonder how old he has lived.

This person is none other than the ancestor Tenghe who has existed since endless ages ago.

In front of him stood a bowing middle-aged man with a small green crown, a round face, two beards, and a flattering smile on his face. He was dressed in a white cloth shirt, with a slightly hunched back and a slightly arched back, as if he was carrying something on his back.

"Guisun, what are you talking about again? My physical body is almost immortal, so how could it be infected with some shitty cold? This sneezing may be caused by some powerful existence thinking about my body, and the power of thought attracts me. In that case, it is probably not a good thing." Patriarch Tenghe said slowly.

Although he looked haggard, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was dying. But if you listen carefully, you will find that although he speaks slowly, he is full of energy.

"It's the disciple's ignorance. Don't blame the ancestor. The disciple really misses the ancestor." The man called Guisun laughed again.

Everyone in the Yiyao sect knows that the ancestor of Tenghe is the last drop of clean and hygienic Tenghe water, and there are only three disciples under his sect. One shrimp, one crab and one turtle, this one is naturally the Venerable Xuan Turtle among them.

"Hehe, you grandson of a turtle, although your blood is low and your cultivation is not good, you have a bright mind and a good eloquence with your mouth," said Tenghe Patriarch.

"It is enough for the ancestor to have Venerable Xuan Xia and Xuan Crab by his side to charge into the battle for you. The younger ones don't have much expectations for cultivation. As long as they can always serve the ancestor and make the ancestor happy, that is a great disciple. It's an honor." Venerable Xuangui hurriedly said.

"Don't worry, as long as I am alive, Patriarch, I will be able to protect you all day long." Patriarch Tenghe sighed, "I don't know why, I always have a vague premonition that things tonight will not be so smoothly."

He has been alive so long that it is difficult to count, and he is considered among the oldest living beings in the world, so the premonition he produced is naturally not unreasonable.

After hearing this, Venerable Xuan Gui asked: "The ancestor's lifespan is almost infinite, so why did he have to come out of the mountain for such a sacred object?"

"If it was in the past, we have been living in seclusion in the mountains. But in the past few years, there have been more and more changes in the world, and the period of fairy fate is approaching. Four elephants are born frequently. I suspect...there will be great changes in the world." Patriarch Tenghe was also patient, and said slowly: "Unfortunately, at this time, those old fellows from before... have disappeared one by one..."

Venerable Xuangui knew that the old buddies mentioned by Patriarch Tenghe refer to those creatures whose lifespan is close to his, and they are "old" in the true sense.

For example, the old locust tree that appeared almost when the world first opened, or a certain old ghost that appeared earlier than the ghost country...

The strong men in the world have changed from generation to generation, but they are all like shooting stars, passing by in a flash. Only these old guys with super long lifespan can hang high in the sky like eternal stars.

Such an existence must have all kinds of extremely strong life-saving means to survive for such a long time, so it is not a small thing to disappear every time. It is a strange thing that has never been heard in the ages to disappear several of them one after another like this. It is no wonder that the Tenghe ancestors have sympathy for them.

What's more, he is still one of the weaker ones.

"They are all huddled in the world. If they don't come out for a long time, they will encounter accidents...then there is no point in avoiding misfortune. It's better to come out of the world and fight for one." The ancestor Tenghe continued: "I have cultivated for many years No change, this life is doomed not to climb to the top, and if you want to become stronger, you can only rely on foreign objects. And the strongest magic weapon I know in the world is probably the sacred object in the city of immortality..."

"Everyone in the world thinks that the legend of the eternal city is false, but they don't know it's true. Back then, I hadn't opened my spiritual intelligence, and I only had some memory fragments in my mind...but I also remembered the existence of that demon god, destroying the sky and destroying the earth. The earth fell into the mortal world... and that holy object, which can gather the power of mortals to kill that demon god, must possess supreme power beyond the limit of this mortal world."

"If I can get it... I will feel at ease..."

"Ancestor Hongfu is equal to the sky, he will definitely succeed!" Although Venerable Xuangui didn't quite understand Patriarch Tenghe's state of mind, he didn't care, just finished licking, and immediately sent a heartfelt blessing.

The two of them were talking like this, when they suddenly heard a call from outside the cave.

"Hei Lanzi, the junior Zigong real person, is here to pay respects to the ancestor Tenghe by the order of his master!"

"Huh? Is someone coming?" Venerable Xuangui immediately turned around to open the cave gate, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Hei Lanzi who had just arrived.

Hei Lanzi also saw the head of Venerable Xuangui protruding from the cave door.

The two looked at each other, and for some reason, a sense of sympathy suddenly appeared in their hearts.

...

"The second prince in Xiabulao City, his surname is Ye and his name is Shuo."

After saving Wang Longqi and Ji Yuhuan, and waking up Shen Gongdao, the young man in brocade clothes also reported his name.

This person was Ye Shuo who raised cats in Wanfa Mountain before. After hearing a few brothers tell about the actions of the little Taoist priest from Heluo, he didn't hesitate much, and immediately asked his master to leave the mountain again. What do you want.

While on the way, he happened to encounter a demon making trouble and rescued these strangers.

After they exchanged names and taboos, they went into the city and found an inn to rest. Shen Gongdao has Ye Shuo to treat him, so he doesn't need to find a doctor, he just needs to rest for a night.

Ye Shuo was not in a hurry to spend the night, so he simply settled them down and rested here.

Not long after, Wang Longqi knocked on Ye Shuo's door suddenly.

"Please come in?"

Ye Shuo was fiddling with a small object in a brocade box in the room, seeing that the man was that wretched young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he didn't take precautions against him.

"Master Ye, hehe." Wang Longqi came over and sat down, and said, "I came here to ask, since you are the second prince of the Old City, are you going back to the Old City?"

"That's right." Ye Shuo nodded.

"That's why I came here. I have a few friends who happen to be in Bulaocheng. I was bullied this time, and I want to go to them too. But in the wild environment of the Western Regions, we really dare not go on our own. I don't know Ye It's inconvenient for Young Master Fang, take us on the road together tomorrow."

"No problem." Ye Shuo smiled and nodded.

"Then thank you, Mr. Ye." Wang Longqi thanked him hurriedly. After finishing the business, he looked around and asked curiously: "Mr. Ye is not sleeping in the middle of the night. What are you doing here playing with embroidery needles? Could it be that you are still treating the girl?" Hong has research?"

"Ha..." Ye Shuo held a gold needle in his hand, and said with a smile, "This is not an embroidery needle, but a very powerful treasure in my old city."

"Mr. Ye was just joking, where can a needle go..." Wang Longqi was certainly not belittling for no reason, but curious in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to ask directly, so he just said that.

Sure enough, when Ye Shuo heard it, he took the initiative to say: "This is not an ordinary embroidery needle. You can see that it is small and thin, but as long as you read the scriptures and rub it lightly, it can quickly become thicker. And long..."

This time Wang Longqi really showed a little indifferent smile.

"What's so strange about this, I also have this thing..."

It was so uncomfortable. I didn’t fall asleep until four or five o’clock last night. I was woken up by the courier call after eight o’clock in the morning, and my sleep collapsed again.