C4 There are three Sword Immortals of the Hidden Taibai in the mountains
From inside came a clear, clear voice, loud and magnetic. At the same time, two people walked out of the house. They were roughly sixty years old, with the same head of silver hair. On the left was a man of about five and a half feet tall, with a slender stature, wearing a snow-white robe, without a speck of dust. He had a face that was mature but not old, and apart from the corners of his eyes, there were no wrinkles on his face. The old man's face was extremely handsome, like a silver basin. A pair of phoenix eyes glowed as they stared at the father and son duo behind the old man in black.
Mo Jingtian also saw the look in the white robed man's eyes, he could not help but be attracted by the white robed man's white robes.
The one on the right, compared to the others, was relatively short and lean. He wore a short gray robe with a matching armor covering his face. Although his eyes were not large, they were extremely bright and there were a few wrinkles on his face.
"Oh, so it's Nephew Jian Chou. It must be second brother who asked you to come right? Quickly, come in." The man in white on the left said.
"Haha!" "I didn't expect an old man like you to read so many books every day. You sure have a good memory!" The black-clothed elder mocked.
"How am I like you? I'm drunk all day and I can't seem to wake up. I'm guessing that you didn't recognize anyone." The man in white mocked.
"Haha, you've seen through me. Come, nephew, come quickly and greet these two uncles."
"Nephew greets his two uncles. I wonder how they are doing."
"Haha, you're still the same. Both of us won't die soon, so there's no need to go inside. Hurry up and enter the house, don't tire my grandson to death." The man in white looked at Little Jingtian and said.
"Let's go inside." The grey robed elder said the same.
With that, everyone walked into the house.
Inside the house, a table of food and wine had already been prepared. Two old ladies were seated on either side of the table, waiting.
"My wife, add two pairs of chopsticks to greet my nephew and grandson." The man in white said.
"Nephew greets his aunts." Mo Jianchou said and was about to salute the two elders.
"Jian Chou, there's no need for that. Quickly sit down and eat. I've been tired for some time, so I'm not an outsider. There's no need to be so polite." The old man on the left said.
After everyone had dinner, the two old ladies returned to the inner room.
The three elders sat on chairs and sipped on their tea. Mo Jianchou stood respectfully in front of the three elders and said, "Uncle, Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, I have come this time because …"
"You don't need to say it, we all know it very well. Introduce us to my little grandson first."
"Yes, Uncle."
"Tian'er, come and kneel."
Mo Jingtian was very obedient and respectfully kneeled in front of the three elders.
The three elders sat calmly in their master chairs. The black clad old man took off his wine gourd and gulped down a mouthful.
"Tian'er, this is your great-grandfather, who is also your grandfather's sworn brother. He is nicknamed 'Radix Amaryllis'." Mo Jingtian said as he pointed at the black-robed old man in the middle.
When the black-clothed old man heard this, he once again gulped down another mouthful of wine. He was half drunk, half drunk, and half insane as he insanely proclaimed himself as Radix Amaryllis. Life was hard to see through when drunk. In the blink of an eye, his hair had turned white! Sorrow filled the world! In my opinion, what Radix Amaryllis, it's all because of me. " With that, the black-clothed old man took another big gulp of wine. Red earth drunk, good wine. Grandson, when you grow up, let's drink together! "
"This grandpa of yours loves alcohol as if it's his life. All his life, he had experienced all sorts of hardships, yet he managed to comprehend these two lines. You must not learn from him in the future! " The old man in white on the left did not let go of any chance to tease the big-headed old man.
"Grandson greets Eldest Grandpa." With that, the Little Jingtian kowtowed.
"The one on the left is your third grandfather. The River Lake is known as the 'Flying Sword Immortal'. "
"Flying Sword Immortal, Flying Sword Immortal, a flying sword with a seven-inch meteor feather. Wearing a white robe, he stepped on the snow and lightly left his name as' Traceless'. This Flying Sword Immortal of mine, is probably too old to fly! " The white-robed elder couldn't help but sigh.
"Greetings, Third Grandpa." At the same time, Little Jingtian also kowtowed towards Third Grandpa.
"The one on the right is your fourth grandfather. Everyone calls him Ghostblade."
"Dagger gray trail, nobody in the dark night." Once he had accomplished his task, he would return to the world of mortals. To be able to see through the hundred states of the human world, it was no longer a ghost-face judge. Maybe my Ghostblade should have become a ghost a long time ago. " The Ghostblade said.
After that, the Ghostblade took him to rest. After the Ghostblade returned, Mo Jianchou removed the things that he carried on his back, stood up and placed them in front of the three elders, and said to them: "Three uncles, this is something that my father had entrusted to me, he said that he must hand it over to the three uncles, and now, I do not want to disrespect my father's mission, so I will hand it over to the three uncles! "In addition, my father also has a letter for all three uncles to see!" After he finished speaking, Mo Jianchou took out a letter from his bosom and handed it over to the Radix Amaryllis.
Old Lv opened the letter and looked at it by the light of the lamp. The two elders also walked over and looked at it at the same time.
In the letter, Old Mo said: "Big brother, third brother, fourth brother, I have not seen you for dozens of years, but I assume that you three are like me, with pale white hair and old age, but I do not know if you are well or not, whether you are An Tai or not, this old man is also very concerned about you and does not wish to meet you again. The first is to pay my respects to my three brothers and visit them on my behalf. The second is to send my grandson to the three fairies and ask them to be my instructors; the third is that the sword that my Jian Chou has brought with him is my final sword. This sword is also my Extreme Sword, but it has a yin nature and needs to be nurtured in a cold place for ten years; I presume the three of you must know where it is, so I'll have to trouble the three of you. "And still, I wish to trouble you, brother. On the day of the opening of the sword, I would like to ask you to come and observe the ceremony and to help brother Yu."
After the three of them read the letter, Flying Sword Immortal and Ghostblade returned to their seats, while Radix Amaryllis put down the letter in his hand and sighed, then said to Mo Jianchou: "Nephew, I understand the letter, you can go and rest!"
"Yes!" "Uncle." With that said, Mo Jianchou left the house.
Radix Amaryllis passed the metal box to Flying Sword Immortal, who nodded and carried it out of the room. Ghostblade followed him out. Radix Amaryllis walked to the courtyard alone. Looking at the stars in the sky, he took two sips of wine and sighed before returning to his room to rest.
