The sword is three feet long and wider than an ordinary sword. The body of the sword appears to be covered with a lot of red rust, as if the original color has been completely covered, and there is a small dent on the blade. This made Yan Tianhen think of those old people who were dying. Yan Tianhen thought about it. Although he hated the rotten wolves who came out to scare him, this sword was really not good, and it looked a bit miserable. Maybe a kick would completely end his life, Yan Tian Mark decided to let it go graciously.
Yan Tianhen looked at the surrounding swords. They were densely inserted on the ground. Some were inclined, some were straight, some were new and some were old. They were shining in the sun and looked very exciting. Yan Tianhen rubbed his hands secretly, waiting for the arrival of his sword of fate. Just when he was about to pick up the sword, suddenly a voice came from the cliff side and that sword loved you so much. It seemed that it was predestined to you, so why not accept it? Yan Tianhen suddenly said to the voice. I looked at the direction I was coming. I saw a person sitting dimly among those hundred clouds. With long hair on one end of that person, only the few snow leaves falling on the hair were frozen, but he was sitting with his back facing away. , So I can't see his face, but I can tell from the sound, this should be a man undoubtedly.
Yan Tianhen was just about to walk a few steps over there, and the man spoke again, "You don't have to come over, kid."
Yan Tianhen stopped and said, "Why? Who is your Excellency? How can you be in this place? You just said that the sword is related to me... But that broad sword with red rust all over? Yan Tianhen asked last When there was a question, he obviously hesitated, and he glanced disgustingly at the only one among the many swords, the only one lying on the ground, the mysterious man with the horrible looking rusty sword, chuckled lightly and said, "I It's just a touch of soul. Even if you walk over, you still can't see my face. Why bother to get upset anymore? I have been here for thousands of years and I have seen so many people, but only when I see you, I feel... That sword suits you well. "Yan Tianhen
Come on, when it comes to the end, I still didn't go around the sword
So Yan Tianhen bent over to pick up the sword, put it to his mouth and blew it, saying: "This sword, it is estimated that it will be cut in half with other swords, this sir, You said that I managed to climb up after all the difficulties and dangers, and I was full of expectations, so you let me carry such a thing back, I can't be laughed at by others
The mysterious man said: "Don't look down on it. Although this sword looks useless, it's actually not very useful. But if you can find the blood cypress milk that can remove the blood stains, this rust sword can be regained. A new born, he has become the world's first sword that is irresistible to kill ghosts and kill ghosts." Yan Tianhen snorted, staring at the rust sword, and said disdainfully: "If I can find blood and milk, even if I can find it. It is an ordinary iron knife that can also be refined into a divine tool, but this bloody milk has not appeared in the Nine Realms for many years."
"Huh?" The man seemed to be at a loss, saying: "Blood cypress milk comes from the body of ten thousand years of blood cypress, and ten thousand years of blood cypress grows on the ten thousand-year-old Pluo mountain in the northeast boundary, and one tree occupies the entire hill. It's easy to find."
Yan Tianhen's nerves shuddered, and a slender and sensitive nerve was stirred in this way. He could almost be certain that this remnant figure, or soul consciousness, came from tens of thousands of years ago.
Pluo Mountain has been buried deeply in the ground during the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the ocean tens of thousands of years ago. After the impact and convenience of meteorites from outside the sky, it became a collapsed place, just like a black hole with a big mouth open. , It's so straight to the sky.
In the entire northeast, the name of Puluo Mountain has been forgotten, and replaced by "The Tomb of Youshan". It is an ominous place where monsters and miasma and ghosts are easy to breed.
Over the years, it is not that no one has the courage to go there to find treasures, sneak into the tomb of the mountain, but basically there is no return, even if there are so few lucky people who come out smoothly, they can't escape. Severely injured, if someone asks what's in it, they don't even dare to mention it again
Yan Tianhen thought of this, raised his eyebrows and said: "Puluo Mountain has long ceased to exist. I am afraid I would not dare to enter the Tomb of Youshan. Even if I enter, I may not be able to find the living blood cypress. Use this strength.
After Yan Tianhen finished speaking, he planned to choose another sword that suits him. He stood upright again, following Yan Tianhen's ass.
Next, where Yan Tianhen went, the Rusty Sword followed, like two tiger cubs A Bai and Huo.
Yan Tianhen stopped, but the sword couldn't stop too. Yan Tianhen turned his head and glanced at the sword.
The sword shook. It looked like a gray sword spike that hadn't been cleaned in 800 years, as if shaking his head and pretending to be cute and deliberately pleased.
Yan Tianhen: "...
Yes, it's fine.
Yan Tianhen said earnestly, "I was destined to find a natal sword as powerful as the Zhi Ge sword. You are not suitable."
The shaking of the Rusty Sword has been reduced.
Yan Tianhen saw that there was a play, and immediately continued: "You will definitely find a master who really suits you." Rusty sword slumped on the ground, and Jian Sui stayed close to the ground, as if deeply shocked. . Yan Tianhen felt soft for a moment. He squatted on the ground, poked the sword, and said, "Well, if I really can't find a suitable sword for a while, I will reluctantly take you down. Look anyway. You are like this... I'm afraid I won't find a master willing to take you away." Rusty Sword: "...
There was a light laughter from the air, as if laughing at Yan Tianhen's soft heart. Yan Tianhen touched his nose, stood up, and walked among the many kinds of swords. He was picky and determined to find someone who could be with him. "It's like finding a beautiful woman in this life. The person with me is him." This kind of peerless sword of feeling.
This one is too wide, that one is a bit narrow, this one is not the right color, and that one doesn't feel right at first glance. Yan Tianhen saw a snow-white sword that was a little shining in the sun, and suddenly his heart moved. He wanted to reach out for it, but he didn't expect that when he was just thinking about it, the sword fell on the ground all of a sudden, looking languid.
Yan Tianhen: "
Where Yan Tianhen could not see, the rusty sword that followed him triumphantly swayed its dirty sword spikes, leaping and leaping closely to Tianhen, while he was not paying attention. Go next to the sword and jump twice, as if threatening.
Those swords, as long as they were "threatened", they all fell down. As a result, Yan Tianhen couldn't find a sword willing to induce him. "It seems that I really have no relationship with this Tibetan Pavilion." Yan Tianhen sighed a little heartily and walked forward. It was a white mist. Although there might be swords in it, Yan Tian Hen decided not to go inside anymore.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, this is a word Lin Zhan often tells him. If there is a destiny, he would have already jumped out when he appeared. Just like those swords of just now, seeing one lie down, as if he was afraid of being selected by him, instead of picking these swords, Yan Tianhen thought privately that it was better to take away the rusty sword that was not very useful at first sight. Although the rust sword seems useless, it is rare to take the initiative to show him good, isn’t it? Yan Tianhen turned around, picked up the rust sword from the ground, placed it under his eyelids and looked at it for a while, and said, "Forget it. , It's you, where's your clothes
The Rusty Sword shook the sword spike, and a black light flashed. It looked more upscale than the Rusty Sword. The scabbard of an unknown number of levels flew out of the vast white fog and fell onto Yan Tianhen's hand. Tianhen was slightly surprised, and said: "This scabbard, isn't it the sword you stole? Rusty sword: ""...
The Rusty Sword was angry. It must prove to this person that this kind of sneaking would never be the work of a famous sword, so it suddenly rushed into the scabbard and made the scabbard fit it tightly. Before the sword had time for Rusty Sword to sway the sword spike, he heard Yan Tianhen said with a smile: "Not bad, but I can still steal a scabbard that suits you."
Rust Sword
Huh huh!
After Yan Tianhen got the sword, he bowed to the faint back, and said, "Thank you Jianzun for your guidance. I will definitely treat this sword well."
The voice seemed to be a little bit of a smile, and said: "This sword is a peerless sword, it's just jewel covered in dust, and the sharp sword is sealed. You can bring it to Puluo Mountain and re-refining it with blood cypress milk. , When the blood rust on it falls off, this sword will regain its former glory.” Yan Tianhen sprouted in his heart, glanced at this honest and peaceful sword, and said: "The sword master does not know, then Puluoshan has now been renamed the Tomb of Youshan. After several changes in the vicissitudes of the sea, the place has become a forbidden place. It is easy for ordinary people to enter, and many people have no return. Whether to go to the Tomb of Youshan, I still have to Think again."
Sword Sovereign pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "It's all up to you to decide. After speaking, the soul consciousness of Sword Sovereign gradually becomes more and more transparent. Before Yan Yaohen can step forward, the transparent soul consciousness disappears. Now, it seems that what Yan Tianhen had seen before were all illusory bubbles, a dream he had.
Yan Tianhen rubbed his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly understood that Jianzun had truly dissipated in this world.
Yan Tianhen couldn't help but performed a respectful and respectful ceremony towards the cliff that had a figure with his back facing him. After a while, he got up and walked towards the mountain path, holding this useless sword. past.
Although there is no way to go up the mountain, there is a mountain road to go down the mountain. Yan Tianhen shrank to a foot, and walked down from the mountain in no time. As soon as I got off the mountain, I saw the people waiting at the bottom of the mountain