My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

After Qin Hao returned to the modern world, he was not in a hurry to travel back.

After all, you can't get out of that valley even if you go back. Instead of staying there in the cold, it's better to return to the modern world and spend more time with your family.

The helicopter he ordered would not be delivered so quickly. This was a good time to learn the theoretical knowledge of how to fly a helicopter from the helicopter instructor.

Before we knew it, four days had passed in the modern world.

At this time, on the edge of Zhongtian State in Cangming Continent, an old man stood floating in the air. In front of him, stood two men and one woman, three peerless masters who also had the ability to control the air.

These three people are all one of the ten great masters. At this time, they came together for the old man Canyi.

"Senior Canyi, we have made an agreement a long time ago. You are not allowed to enter Zhongtian Prefecture without the emperor's holy decree. Could it be that senior wants to go back on his word?"

The old man in broken clothes clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the speaker, and said softly:

"So what if you go back on your word?"

The speaker was choked for words and didn't know how to answer.

At this time, another old monk wearing cassocks and twelve ring scars on his head came forward and said:

"Can Yi, you have a bet with the Spear Immortal. You can only stay in Sword Valley until you decide the outcome. This matter has been agreed upon a long time ago. With your status, you can't Are you breaking your promise?"

The old man in broken clothes stopped being aggressive. He looked at the few people and said calmly:

"Since you won't let me in, then go tell Mr. Ge and ask him to come to the border. I'll wait for him here. If I don't see him within an hour, I will enter the capital in person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the old man in broken clothes turned into a sword light and fell back to the ground.

The three masters in the sky breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously after seeing the old man in broken clothes leaving.

The person who spoke at the beginning said to the other two:

"Master Wu Ming, Senior Qin Sheng, do you know why this sword god suddenly came to Zhongtian Prefecture regardless of the agreement?"

The two men shook their heads to express ignorance, and the old monk named Wu Ming said:

"Baili Qing, please go and tell Danxian. It's up to him to decide whether he goes or not."

After that, the old monk recited a Buddhist name, turned around and flew away.

Another woman named Qin Sheng nodded slightly to Baili Qing, then turned and left.

Baili Qing glanced at the hilltop where Canyi Sword God landed. Even though it was dozens of miles away, he still had the feeling that there was a giant sword standing in front of him.

A golden light flashed in Bailiqing's eyes, his fingers moved slightly, and he murmured:

"Is this the style of the Sword God? It really makes people impressed."

After that, he tapped his toes, and a huge pale golden bow appeared out of thin air. The bowstring was already full of the moon. Baili Qing's body was like a bow and arrow, instantly piercing the sky and disappearing into the distance.

The Can Yi Sword God sitting cross-legged on a mountain looked up at the sky and said softly:

"The eleventh grade archer, no wonder he is so domineering."

...

About less than an hour later, a roar suddenly sounded in the sky. The old man in broken clothes opened his eyes, and there was an old man in white clothes in front of him, with an immortal spirit.

"Canyi, my old bones can't stand your torture."

The old man in white took a few breaths, stretched out his hand to thump his waist, and then casually sat down next to the Sword God in Can's clothes.

"I've met Mr. Ge."

The Canyi Sword God's eyes rarely lost their indifference, and he offered his hand to the old man.

The old man waved his hand and complained:

"You can at least relax the time limit and let me come from so far away in just one hour. Do you think I'm still young?"

Canyi Sword God said nothing, with a slightly apologetic look in his eyes.

He had forgotten that this old man, who was regarded as an elixir by the world, was now 300 years old, and was not far away from the 360-year-old Earth Immortal Warrior. It was really difficult for him to come in such a hurry.

"Okay, tell me if you have anything to do. I'm still refining a furnace of elixirs there, so I have to rush back."

The Can Yi Sword God stood up, cupped his hands to the Alchemy Immortal and said:

"This junior wants to ask Mr. Ge for a pill."

Danxian looked at Canyi Sword God in surprise and said in disbelief:

"You? Asking for elixir? Is there any elixir in this world that can work for you?"

Canyi Sword God shook his head and said:

"You're not begging for me."

Danxian was even more surprised.

"You are alone. Who else has such dignity that you can ask for medicine?"

After saying this, Danxian seemed to have thought of something, and he was a little surprised and said:

"Could it be that you have found a successor who can compete with Xiang Zizhong?"

Canyi Sword God shook his head and said:

"It's not a successor yet, let's see in three years."

Danxian smiled happily and said:

"Okay, okay, your elm-brained brain has finally come to its senses, and your lineage will not be cut off from inheritance. If your master knows, he will definitely be very happy."

The emotions in Canyi Sword God's eyes obviously fluctuated a little, but they soon returned to calm.

Danxian had long been accustomed to his appearance. Without saying anything, he asked Canyi:

"What elixir do you want? What is it used for?"

"Rejuvenation Pill, the child's father is suffering from an incurable disease, and there is no other way but Rejuvenation Pill."

Danxian's face suddenly ached, and he pointed at the broken clothes and said:

"Rejuvenation Pill? You really dare to speak. Even I have to refine a furnace of this kind of life-changing elixir every ten years. There are only three pills in each furnace. When I'm unlucky, I can only refine it once every ten years. One, you’re welcome.”

After Canyi Sword God was silent for a moment, he reached out and took off the sword from his waist, handed it over and said:

"The famous ancient sword, Kunwu, is enough to exchange for a rejuvenation pill, right?"

Danxian was stunned for a moment, and then he felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.

"Hey, what am I talking about? This is a sword that has been passed down from generation to generation in your family. It is the second most famous sword in the world. Are you using it to exchange for a rejuvenation pill? What do you think?"

Can Yi looked at the sword in his hand and said:

"I am in a swordless state. It makes no difference whether I have a sword or not. If there is no rejuvenation pill, my lineage will be cut off. When the time comes, where will this sword go?"

Danxian looked at the Kunwu sword in his hand, sighed and said:

"Oh, there's nothing you can do about it."

He reached out and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, handed it to Canyi Sword God, and said:

"This elixir can not only cure all injuries and illnesses, but also extend the life span by ten years. It can also make the user's body pure and flawless. From then on, the martial arts will be smooth. I hope this elixir can help you get out of the predicament."

Canyi Sword God took the porcelain bottle and still handed over the Kunwu Sword in his hand.

Danxian rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. Instead, he jumped up and seemed to turn into a white cloud, drifting away into the distance.

The Sword God in Can Yi held the porcelain vase and bowed respectfully to the sky.

"Thank you Mr. Ge."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the sword sounded, the sword light flashed, and a stream of light streaked across the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.