The nunnery itself was not big. It was only the size of two or three wooden houses. There were several vegetable fields next to it. Behind the wooden house, there was a small house similar to a stable.
Outside these houses, there was a barrier separating the inside and the outside. It should be because of the specific type of barrier, so it had no effect on ordinary people, but it would prevent monsters from noticing this place, thus ensuring the safety of the nunnery itself.
"Grandpa, we're back!"
After seeing the nunnery, the girl named Ah Xi immediately carried her brother and happily walked into the nunnery. She even let out a loud cry of greeting.
However, she didn't need to greet loudly. After hearing the sound of the Flying Dragon's landing, the people inside had already walked out.
"Is A'Xi back?"
Listening to the voice, it didn't sound like an old man. Instead, it sounded like a young man.
Immediately afterward, the owner of the voice walked out of the nunnery and came in front of them.
That was not an old man who could be described as' grandpa 'at all. Instead, it was a young man who looked like he was in his twenties. He had bright red short hair and gave a very energetic impression at first glance. He was wearing a snow-white feather on his shoulder, and his upper body was naked, showing a rather strong body.
Probably because he was vigilant of the movements caused by the Flying Dragon, he was holding a rather extraordinary Tachi in his hand. He looked like he was going to rush up and slash at the slightest movement.
He was clearly a strong young man, not a grandpa.
"That's surprising."
Treasure Court Yin Shun looked at the red-haired young man who was holding A'Xi in his arms with a kind look on his face as if he was caring for his grandson. A strange look appeared on his face. "I didn't expect that there would be a lone servant here."
Not only him, but Ryuga also confirmed that the young man in front of them was indeed a servant through the reaction of the Spiritual Base.
If he was a servant, it was not a big deal to call himself a grandpa. After all, when a Hero Spirit was summoned, most of them were in their peak state. So even if he looked very young and handsome, his inner age might be dozens of years old. It was reasonable to call himself a grandpa.
"Is that so? You saved A'Xi."
After the red-haired young man learned from A'Xi that they were not friends, his face was slightly relaxed. However, he did not immediately choose to believe them. Instead, he looked at Esders and Dotya among them.
"I have always been straightforward. It seems that there are some strange creatures among you?"
After the young man pointed out this matter without hesitation, everyone's eyes focused on the two of them, including Treasure Court Yin Shun and Miyamoto Musashi.
Because Esders and Dotya couldn't hide their demonic nature... but because Ryuga and the others helped them escape, they didn't mention it...
"Then I have something to say, just like what you said."
Ryuga stepped forward to replace Esders and Dotya and said indifferently. "Not only them, but also me and this Flying Dragon, we are all ghosts. To be precise, they are all ghosts because of me."
There were only three people who were turned into ghosts by Ryuga. They were Esders, Dotya, and the Flying Dragon.
Esders and Dotya were his subordinates. The stronger they were, the better it was for Ryuga. Although Dotya was only a researcher, he gave her the same level of ghost blood as Esders. However, it didn't increase her strength by much.
As for the Flying Dragon, the reason why he turned it into a ghost was purely because Ryuga wanted it to be a tool dragon. It could fly faster and carry more bags. Because Zhu Shi had a cat that turned into a ghost, Ryuga was inspired to give it the ghost blood.
After giving the Flying Dragon the ghost blood, he successfully turned it into a ghost. However, because its soul had already dissipated, it didn't revive. It was still a dead dragon, but its body had grown twice as big. Excluding its tail, its body length had grown from five meters to ten meters. Its flying speed had also increased by a lot. This was also the reason why Ryuga was able to rush to the battlefield to save Tachika Fujimaru, Musashi, and the others.
Because it didn't revive, the Flying Dragon was still dead. He could control it through Yatsufusa. Because it was a ghost that Ryuga turned, Ryuga could also control it through the ghost blood. In other words, he had two methods of control. Not only could he freely switch between them, he could also keep it in Yatsufusa's space. It was very convenient.
"Roar? Quite straightforward. This old man doesn't hate this kind of person. "
The red-haired youth snorted. Then, he casually stuck the sword in his hand, which was ten times more valuable than Ryuga's Hekatana, into the ground by the door. He walked out and opened the barrier.
"Come in for the time being. This old man must repay you for saving Ah You. However, if you have any ulterior motives, don't blame this old man for chasing you out."
The words that came out of his mouth were not polite, but it also reflected his straightforward personality. No one was petty enough to mind his tone. After leaving the Flying Dragon outside, they all walked into the grassy nunnery.
As soon as they entered the nunnery, they immediately saw more than twenty unique Tachi swords stuck in the ground in the front yard. Each of them had a craftsmanship level that was not inferior to the sword that the red-haired youth had taken out. In the eyes of professional swordsmen like Ryuga and Musashi, they were all very powerful swords.
If they were placed outside, they would definitely be the target of the samurai. In the end, they were just like pearls covered in dust, casually stuck in the ground. If others saw this, they would most likely bitterly criticize him for not caring about the famous swords.
"Aren't these all good swords!"
As expected, Musashi's gaze was immediately attracted by the swords stuck in the ground. Her eyes lit up as she walked up and casually pulled out a sword. It exuded a sword qi that was much sharper than the average sword. She immediately couldn't bear to put it down and waved it around. She didn't hide her love for this sword.
The two swords that she carried with her were actually just ordinary swords. They were bought from a swordsman's shop in a certain world at a low price. During that time, they had broken many times. She had never used such good swords before.
"Don't mind them. They're just failures."
The red-haired youth waved his hand very casually. His face showed that he didn't care about these swords.
"This kind of good sword is just a failure?"
Musashi's eyes widened in shock. He asked cautiously, "Who are you, sir? Can I ask your name?"
"It's not a famous name. This old man is called Muramasa."
The red-haired youth paused, then continued, "Qianzi Muramasa."
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