Seeing that the two were about to argue, Zhou Xuan turned around and explained to them.

"This person is known as the "Sword Demon", and he is a god of swords, and is invincible in the world. He named him "Qiubao", just wanted to travel all over the world to find someone who defeated himself. But he never could do it, so he was depressed here. This senior's martial arts are so profound and exquisite, and he really doesn't know how profound and exquisite it has reached."

"But the three seniors are not from the same era, so they cannot be compared."

Of course, he knew that Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying were not Dugu Qiubai's opponents, but in order to take full advantage of Zhou Botong and Xiaolongnu, he could only mix with him.

When Xiaolongnu and Zhou Botong heard this, they stopped thinking about this question.

Zhou Xuan and others held the night pearl and looked in the cave for a week. But they could not find any other relics, and there were no other marks on the tomb of the stone pile. It is noted that after this strange man died, the god carvings carried stones on his body.

Zhou Xuan sighed helplessly in secret.

"It turns out that there is no Dugu Nine Sword. It seems that it was really created by oneself."

He came out for a while and then placed some offerings in front of the stone tomb to show his respect.

Seeing that Zhou Xuan was very respectful to the rituals of the stone tomb, the Divine Eagle seemed to be happy in his heart, and stretched out his wings and patted him on his shoulder a few times.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan threw out a few jars of wine to give to the gods, and then turned to Zhou Botong and said.

"Senior brother, this senior can be friends with the Diao, and I want to try it out too. After all, it may be a bit uneasy outside, so it's better to avoid it first."

At this moment, Shaolin probably is already looking for Zhou Xuan and Zhou Botong. If he does not retrieve the lost books, he will be really shameless to meet many of Shaolin's ancestors.

Every Buddhist scripture and martial arts in the Sutra Library are collected by the hard work of disciples of all generations. Shaolin has accumulated hundreds or thousands of years to achieve its current achievements, but now it has been brought to Zhou Xuan.

Although some books have copies, and even some martial arts can be memorized silently by others, some of them are isolated books, and they will never be found. This is basically the case in the Sutra Pavilion, which is really a regression for hundreds of years.

If they wander around the world, they might be found. Then it would be better to stay here to eat the "treasure medicine, snake gallbladder" and study the Nine Yang scriptures.

When Zhou Botong heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and shouted.

"Then I won't leave."

Of course, he didn't take Shaolin's affairs seriously, but he couldn't bear to leave Zhou Xuan. And now after seeing the Divine Eagle, he didn't want to leave. Hearing that Zhou Xuan wanted to stay here, he was also happy to see it.

Zhou Xuan did not ask Xiaolongnu's intention, because wherever he was, Xiaolongnu would be. Asking this way, it seemed hypocritical. He turned his head and asked the drunken divine eagle with a smile.

"Brother Diao, we are destined to meet each other, so how can we be a neighbor?"

The devil raised his head and cried a few times as a reply.

After Zhou Xuan made the decision, he and Xiaolongnu got dressed up outside.

Dugu Qiubai was buried in the cave, and the gods were basically sleeping in the cave. If they lived in the cave, it would be a bit unfair. So they decided to build their own wooden house so that they could live more comfortably.

Fortunately, this is not the first time, practice makes perfect. With Zhou Xuan’s good skills, the wooden house was built soon.

The Divine Eagle was not idle either, and brought two mountain rabbits from outside and the pheasant came back.
Chapter completed!