Master held a long sword in his hand and swung so many swords at random in place, and suddenly saw the nearby soil and rocks burst, and the violent sword aura made Han You sweat.
"Black punishment is a strange stone that a certain swordsmith accidentally obtained a long time ago, and it was made with a secret method. The sword body is as thin as silk, soft as hair, shaved iron as mud, and indestructible. It has extraordinary power. It fell into the hands of the teacher ten years ago. However, this sword kills too many people, and the accumulated evil energy is beyond the control of the teacher. So it is sealed under the eyes of Mount Everest, and the evil energy of the sword is wiped out with the aura of the heavens and the earth in the spring eyes. After five The ten-year seal has drastically reduced its evil spirit and can be used for it.” The master threw the black penalty in his hand to Han You as he spoke.
Han You stretched out his hand and held it, feeling cold into his body. He couldn't help but hit a cold silence, but the sword body disappeared, leaving only a black and white handle.
Looking at this handle, Han You became depressed: "Master, why doesn't this sword have a blade in my hand?"
"Haha!" The master smiled and said, "This sword is not a common product, it needs internal force to move it, otherwise it won't be used for it."
Upon hearing this, Han You guided Wuxiang's inner strength and right hand, and then injected it into the hilt. The next moment he heard a sword chant, the sharp, silk-thin sword body came out of the handle. Looking at this sword, Han You waved so casually, a sword aura burst forth from time to time, and a deep gully appeared on the ground next to it.
Han You, who watched this scene, exclaimed, "A good sword, it really is a good sword!"
"A good sword is a good sword, but you have to make good use of it, and you must not kill the innocent by mistake, otherwise, once the evil spirit accumulates, you will not be able to control the sword, but you will be opposed to the addiction. At that time, no one can save you." Master instructed. .
"Why? Does this sword still have spirituality?" Han You asked.
"This sword has been possessed by countless people, and countless people have been killed. It has long become a weapon of the world's most terrible thing. Otherwise, fifty years ago, it would not have been sealed in the eyes of the spring as a teacher." The master said with great heart. Said.
Suddenly, Han You realized something and looked at the master and said, "Master, are you giving this sword to the disciple?"
The master looked at this disciple who usually reacted extremely fast, but now is unresponsive, and smiled bitterly: "You are about to leave as a teacher, and the teacher will naturally give you a self-defense weapon."
Han You knelt on one leg: "Thank you, Master, for the sword!"
"Okay, today you will take a day off, get together with your big brother, and leave here at dawn tomorrow.
Han Feng, who woke up from the memory, looked at the black punishment in his hand and smiled bitterly: "The punishment in my prison organization is the punishment for the black punishment sword."
Nie Yun next to him did not speak, but instead sent his weapon to Fo Yuan, secretly urging his internal strength, and the golden sword body appeared instantly. Looking at Master Uncle: "Listening to what Uncle Master said just now, my Buddha Yuan, Master Uncle's black punishment, they have something in common."
"Huh?" Han Feng looked at Nie Yun.
"Both swords require internal force to move the blade, otherwise they can't be used for them. I wonder if the black punishment of the uncle master also came from a blacksmith in the last years of the Sui Dynasty?"
Han Feng looked at the black punishment in his hand, shook his head and said, "I don’t know, after all, my master gave me the sword. Even my master doesn’t know when the sword was made, but only knows it passed. Many people’s hands just reached my master’s hands."
Nie Yun put away Fo Yuan, not talking.
"Next!" The black penalty sword was thrown to Nie Yun by Han Feng.
Nie Yun frowned and reached out to catch the sword thrown by Uncle Shi, puzzled: "Uncle Shi, what do you mean?"
Han Feng carried his hands on his back and looked at the top of Mount Everest. He slowly said, "Uncle Master nowadays, everything in the world is a weapon against the enemy. The black punishment is the same with or without the black punishment. So let me give you the black punishment."
"This..." Nie Yun looked at Uncle Master: "I already have Foyuan, so I don't need another weapon." He must return the black penalty to Uncle Master while speaking.
"Take it away, the former Black Blade is dead, and everything that followed Black Blade has to be put down." Han Feng looked at Nie Yun sideways: "When bj saw you, he said that the demon monk is over and I will send you off. A gift. This sword is one of the gifts."
"Is there another gift?" Nie Yun was puzzled.
Han Feng nodded: "That gift has already been given to you in advance, it means nothing."
"No phase." Nie Yun muttered.
"At the time, I wanted to tell you everything, but I was afraid that it would affect your emotions about going to the demon monk. So I concealed it and planned to tell you later, but didn't want the demon monk to tell you for me."
Nie Yun smiled bitterly: "In this case, I will accept the black punishment."
Then the teacher and nephew walked around Mount Everest and talked about interesting facts about their respective exercises. As the sky darkened, Han Feng looked at the top of Mount Everest and said lowly: "I have been here for many days. It's time to leave."
At night, the sounds of insects in the forest kept ringing. Under the shining of moonlight, two figures, one black and one white, quickly shuttled through the forest.
"Boy, why didn't your light work improve at all?"
"Uncle Master, you don't want to think that you have practiced for decades, I have only been in the past 20 years, how can I keep up with you
"Hehe, when Uncle Master was your age, almost no one can compare to my light work." Han Feng, who was jumping back and forth on the tree in front of him, said proudly.
Suddenly, Nie Yun saw the uncle in front of him and stopped suddenly. He immediately walked over in confusion and asked: "Uncle Master, why don't you leave?"
At this time, Han Feng looked at the big tree not far away. Under the shining of the moonlight, a circle of strangle marks appeared on the one-meter position of the big tree, but due to its age, it has been blurred.
"When I left Master and went out and wandered around, this was the last place for Uncle Master." Han closed his eyes and said lowly: "At that time, the old man and Master also asked me a question."
"What?" Nie Yun asked next to him.
Han Feng opened his eyes and looked at the moon in the night sky, and returned to the midnight at that time.
At midnight, Han You stood alone in the woods, looking at the rubber band in his hand and the footprints on the ground one by one, muttering to himself: "Let me practice for the last time tonight."
The rubber band is tied to the waist, and the other end is tied to the big tree. The overall weight of the body is more than 400 kilograms. The footwork of the foot is instantly under the confinement of the rubber band. It ran for ten meters and then took a step Keep moving forward one step at a time.
"Remove all the weight on your body!" The Murder King's voice came.
Han You, the big man drippingly looked at the master standing on the branch, and it took a long time before he replied, "Yes, master!"
After removing the 400 kilograms of weight from his body, Han You only felt as light as a swallow, like a leaf in the air.
"Accept the move!" The master pounced on the apprentice Han You like a ghost.