Middle Earth.

Liang State.

Kanling Town.

The young scholars at that time were still gray-haired, but they did not look old, but looked elegant and calm. Today, Su Xiang is already a famous gentleman in Kanling Town. He reads poetry and books all over the world, has a profound talent and is able to recite poems and write calligraphy, and can often name people, which is highly respected by all parties.

"Dad...Dad..."

"What's wrong?"

Su Xiang put down the books in his hand and said, "Didn't I teach you that everything is steady? You have already started a family and become a father. How can you be so panicked?"

He also studied day and night, and did not slacken at all. However, after he got married, he had already given up for his livelihood.

But in the next few years, he won respect with his knowledge and could make a living by making a living by doing this. He was happy to make a living without having to chop wood and hunt, and concentrate on being a literati.

Looking at the young man who came in in panic, Su Xiang vaguely saw the shadow of his early years from him.

This is his son.

This is his appearance as he used to be back then.

Su Xiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If you count it carefully, he has been in Kanling Town for a long time.

When he met Qingyuan, he met Qingyuan. After Qingyuan killed Kanling Qingniu, he fell in love with a girl in Kanling Town, so he had an extra idea and settled here, got married and had children.

Now, his son has given birth to a child.

He couldn't help but think of his hometown again.

This place is not far from my hometown, but it is not close.

If you want to go home, you have to walk for a long time, but his hometown has long lost his old friends. I think that he has come to this day, and even the scene of that year has never existed.

This also made him lose the idea of ​​returning home.

However, when people get older, they will inevitably feel a little nostalgic. When they think of the scenes they were in childhood, they can't help but sigh.

"father……"

The young man called out again and again, "Dad...what's wrong with you?"

Su Xiang suddenly woke up and immediately rubbed his eyebrows. After middle age and twilight years approaching, he will inevitably feel a little bit of mental health and often lose his mind. He sighed and said, "Okay, what's going on?"

"The two old gods are here." The young man's eyes were full of excitement, and there was an uncontrollable emotion in his tone. He was extremely excited about the two old gods he had come into contact with when he was young, and he was full of endless thoughts about the immortal path.

"Those two..." Even though Su Xiang has been quite calm over the years, he can't help but be moved.

"It's these two." The young man led the way, right in the yard.

"Go out and greet."

Su Xiang hurriedly stood up and pushed the door out.

...

The two old men in the yard are both quite old and have a fairy-like appearance.

These two people are said to have come from the vast ocean and sea in the east.

One is Mr. Song and the other is Mr. Xu.

"Two..."

Su Xiang's eyes were complicated and full of unspeakable smell. Finally, he turned into a deep sigh and said, "I didn't expect to see you again when I was middle-aged in Su."

A few years ago, he met two people in the mountains, but he also learned that the other party knew that Qingyuan, so the three of them met.

Later, Su Xiang invited the two old men to return home. Unexpectedly, the god named Mr. Xu actually saw a lot of things in his house.

This is a pile of broken iron.

It was the broken iron that broke out when Qingyuan killed Kan Ling Qingniu when the iron rod in his hand was broken and peeled off.

When Mr. Xu saw this, he was extremely happy and claimed that he could use this treasure to refine it, so he took it away.

Compared with this pile of broken iron from Qingyuan's hands, Su regarded it as a treasure, which was extremely precious and was very reluctant to leave. However, Xu Lao promised that when he could make the broken iron into a treasure, he would definitely send it to the Su family. For this reason, he left ten ingots of gold for Su Xiang, and he would be entrusted for the time being.

Su Xiang had no intention of money, but he had a deep reluctance to give up these broken irons. He could always remember the Kanling Green Ox and the Qingyuan figure back then. However, even though the broken iron could become a treasure, he would not dare to abandon it. In addition, the other party was a god-like figure, so he dared not refuse.

After these years, Su Xiang originally thought that the so-called treasure would never return.

Unexpectedly, these two people returned this year.

This made him feel happy, sigh, surprised... it was very complicated.

"Your Su is afraid that it's not just us two old guys?"

Mr. Song smiled slightly and said, "Old Xu Yinui has a daughter. Since he promised to send the refined treasures, he will naturally be given."

Mr. Xu's face was not very good-looking. When he remembered the treasure he had spent decades of hard work and sent it out, he felt a little ache in his heart. However, since he agreed to send this thing back in his early years, he had no reason to break his promise.

"Since I have already agreed to this, I will not blame you."

Mr. Xu slowly came forward and said, "Even if I have been refining treasures for a long time, even if you have died, you will be sent back to your Su family and give it to your future generations as an explanation."

When Su Xiang heard this, he felt infinite emotion in his heart. He bowed and said, "Old Xu's promise is as heavy as a mountain, so he should really teach others to respect it."

At the same time, he couldn't help but think of what Mr. Xu said.

Even if the treasure refining lasts for a long time and he has died at that time, the other party will send the treasure.

In other words, the other party seems to be old, but in fact his life span is much longer than that of himself.

I remembered that I was still a young man when I first met, but I had such an old face for convenience. After many years, I was already middle-aged and welcoming my twilight years. But these two people still have such a face, and it seems that they have not changed... Although they are still old, they have never been old again.

"I have refining treasures all my life, but I will not take possession of treasures privately."

Mr. Xu said slowly: "This time, I think that when you are not a practitioner in the Su family, you have not refined any wonderful formations. However, because the material is extraordinary and it is a natural thing, I will use all its materials..."

He reached out to take out something and spread it out.

In an instant, the yard suddenly became cold.

Su Xiang felt cold all over.

The eldest son of the Su family couldn't help but turn a little pale.

The trees outside the yard seemed to shrink the leaves, and the crisp leaves suddenly had a layer of white frost.

Old Song's eyes narrowed, revealing an extremely complicated expression.

He had persuaded Mr. Xu to stay with this treasure, but Mr. Xu had always been stubborn and could only let him go.

"This is a divine sword, indestructible and unparalleled."

Mr. Xu said in a deep voice: "Because your Su family has no one in practice, I only refine this object as a magic weapon. Today, I will hand it over to your Su family. Remember not to be exposed in front of others, otherwise it will cause disasters to destroy the family."

Su Xiang took it with both hands.

Heavy purchase.

The coldness is bone-bone.

This is a small knife, only two fingers wide, seven inches long, black all over, and does not show light. It is the introverted thing and not exposed to the outside.

Su Xiang suddenly felt an unspeakable thought in his heart.

Is this the family heirloom of the Su family?
Chapter completed!