It's deep underground, but it doesn't look dark. At a glance, there are a dazzling array of treasures of various colors, most of which are shining with brilliant light of various colors, and some are dim and lying quietly in a certain corner. As soon as Ye Wuchen entered, he felt some chaotic elemental fluctuations, as well as lightness and nobility. Or a sharp and domineering magic weapon.
"As the emperor said, you can only choose one. Any one is fine." After finishing speaking, Mr. Li stood quietly on the side, his head bowed, without saying a word, and even his breath was completely restrained. It's like dying suddenly.
Ye Wuchen was not polite either, he walked straight in, his eyes constantly moving around. It is worthy of being the treasury of treasures that have existed since the founding of the Tianlong Kingdom, and any one of them is worth a lot. However, among these treasures, most of them are various types of weapons and equipment. Knives, swords, bows, crossbows, spears, thorns, axes, shields, claws, armor... everything, and each piece is extraordinary. Ye Wuchen was calm on the surface, but he was already secretly astonished. The existence of this treasure house proved like iron that the Long Family's background was much stronger than ordinary people thought. Perhaps... Even the three major offerings are not necessarily the strongest guarding force for Long Yin. How could the Tianlong Dynasty, which has stood for a thousand years without falling, not have its own final trump card.
The treasury is huge, Ye Wuchen walked slowly from the beginning to the end, and then slowly walked back, finally picked up a blue long sword, the beginning was cold, and there was still a trace of coldness all over his body. No matter how cold the cold air is, it is impossible to cause any damage to him, but if this sword is held in the hands of ordinary people, it can frostbite his hands in a short time. This sword must have existed here for many years, but it still has such a cold air, it cannot but be amazed.
"You'd better not choose this sword, or you will be murdered." Elder Li who had been silent all this time suddenly said.
"Why?" Ye Wuchen was startled when he heard the words, picked up the sword and observed carefully.
"The name of this sword is Xue Ji. It is also called the Cangming Sword of the Sword God and Feng Chaoyang's Broken Wind Blade. It was dropped by Xue Nu 20 years ago when she was fighting the God's Punishment Daughter. The proceeds are placed in the treasury. Xue Nu must have been searching hard for this sword all these years, if she knew that this sword is in your hands, she might kill people and take it away." Li Lao said in a deadpan manner, "In this case, why doesn't the emperor give it to you? Returning this sword to Xue Nu might make her owe a favor. Or, using this sword to let Xue Nu treat the emperor and empress, wouldn’t it be perfect?” Ye Wuchen played with this Xue Ji sword.
"I never ask about the Long family's affairs." Mr. Li said coldly, and then stopped talking.
"Since this sword is so dangerous, I will take it."
Holding the Xue Ji Sword in his hand, Ye Wuchen no longer looked around, and walked towards the exit calmly. It's best not to show the Southern Emperor's Sword in front of others, and it can't exert its forbidden power. He really needs a weapon. Although, this Xue Ji Sword is not as safe as the Southern Emperor's Sword. But his intuition told him that this sword must bring him something unexpected.
The taciturn old Li didn't say much anymore, the few words he deliberately reminded Ye Wuchen just now were already an exception for him. Just because he is a disciple of the Sword God, otherwise his life and death have nothing to do with him.
Just about to walk out, Ye Wuchen's footsteps suddenly paused, and his eyes turned to the darkest and most inconspicuous corner behind the opened iron gate. In this treasury filled with all kinds of gorgeous gemstones and magical weapons, there is actually a long sword covered with rust and dust. The ability to produce red rust indicates that this sword should be the most common steel sword, and its appearance is no different from the most common swords. But how could such an ordinary sword appear in the treasury that only houses thousands of rare treasures stored by the Long Family.
"Which is this sword?" Ye Wuchen stopped and pointed to the sword.
Mr. Li rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Ye Wuchen's footsteps seemed to be attracted, he walked forward, picked up the long sword, which was too dim to be eye-catching, with a flick of his wrist, the dust on it fell away, revealing the rusty blade. There is no light and no splendor, and there is nothing special about the feel. Ye Wuchen held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and slowly slid on the blade with the other hand, then his eyebrows twitched violently.
"I want this one." Ye Wuchen threw Xue Jijian fiercely, and threw it back to its previous position. Then he walked out of the treasury without looking back while holding the iron sword. At the moment when he turned his back to Mr. Li, he made an inconspicuous gesture with his hand.
Mr. Li was obviously stunned for a while, puzzled by his choice, but he didn't say anything, walked out in silence, and closed the door of the treasury. At the moment when the door was about to be completely closed, he vaguely felt a cool wind blowing past his ears. The sense of crisis he had cultivated over the years made him alert immediately, and he opened his half-closed old eyes suddenly, with spiritual sense and momentum all at the same time. Instantly expand to the top.
"What's wrong, Mr. Li?" Sensing his change, Ye Wuchen asked with a frown.
The surroundings were as quiet as before, there was nothing unusual at all, except for Ye Wuchen and himself, there was no one else in the entire underground area. Although Mr. Li still had doubts, he finally let go of most of his heart, shook his head and said, "It's nothing." Then he closed the door and screwed on the mechanism.
The tunnel was very long and dark, and only two footsteps of varying severity could be heard in my ears. There are all kinds of institutions here, each of which is enough to easily kill a person, so Ye Wuchen has to admire the designers of these institutions. When he was about to walk out of the ground, he suddenly asked, "Do you have something to tell me?"
In the silence just now, he noticed that Mr. Li's breathing rate changed slightly a few times, and he seemed to hesitate to speak.
"How about respecting the teacher?" Elder Li asked.
"Well, very good, I sit there and bask in the sun every day." Ye Wuchen said casually. Chu Cangming, a cheap master, spent the most time every day sitting on that wooden stake, quietly thinking about something. He can be said to be the first person he saw in this world. From the first time they met, Ye Wuchen noticed that he was extraordinary, and later, he even guessed that he was the sword god Chu Cangming. A mythical figure who once frightened away 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Gale Kingdom with one man and one sword.
"I don't know where the honored master is now? It has been more than ten years since we met back then." Li Lao sighed, then looked at him again and said: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about it. "
"Just like Mr. Li, I also promised Master that I would not tell anyone about it." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.
Mr. Li remained silent and stopped asking.
Finally see the sun, here is the largest back garden of the palace. Ye Wuchen put the iron sword into the sword god's ring, and said: "Old Li, please go and tell the emperor, and tell him that Wuchen will leave tomorrow morning. I will visit Princess Feihuang, please, Mr. Li."
Mr. Li nodded and left first. After walking out of the back garden, I walked in a different direction.
"Which weapon did he choose?"
In the imperial study room, Long Yin frowned slightly and asked in a low voice. If he hadn't promised Ye Wuchen that he could ask for anything, he would never have allowed him to enter the treasury. Because even Ye Nu only heard his name there, but never entered.
"An iron sword?" Mr. Li replied concisely.
"Iron sword?" Long Yin looked puzzled, "Where is the iron sword in the treasury? Wait... Is it the one in the corner behind the iron gate?"
"yes."
Long Yin pondered solemnly, puzzled by Ye Wuchen's choice. He couldn't understand why there were so many sharp weapons in the treasury, why he only chose the rusty iron sword that was the most unattractive. With his shrewdness, he should never be a nonsense... Is there really any mystery in it!
"The iron sword was left by the Emperor Taizu. He once left an instruction that unless the country is destroyed, this sword must not be discarded or damaged. My ancestors have also studied this sword for hundreds of years, but there is no If anything unusual is found, it can only be understood that this sword is the founding sword of Emperor Taizu, which has the meaning of establishing a country. Therefore, it has been placed in the treasury, and it has not been touched for many years."
Mr. Li: "..."
"But if this is really an ordinary sword, why did Ye Wuchen choose this sword when faced with so many magical weapons? Could it be... what kind of mystery is really hidden in it? Mr. Li, did he make any changes when he picked up that sword? ?” Long Yin asked in a deep voice.
Mr. Li thought for a while, then shook his head: "He originally chose the Xue Ji Sword, but he found the iron sword by accident, picked it up and looked at it for a while, then threw the Xue Ji Sword back, and left without hesitation with the iron sword. .No special changes."
Long Yin fell silent, and after thinking hard for a while, he said sadly: "It seems that if he didn't do it on purpose, there must be something hidden in that sword, and no one in my Long family has discovered it for hundreds of years. He realized for a moment... that on the day he returns, it is necessary for me to take back this sword."