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This master and his disciples have been at the seaside for several months. The master brought three children with him. No one knew what sect or school he belonged to, but he just let the little boy go into the sea every day. They saw all of this, but had no idea what they wanted to do.
There were also some curious people who followed quietly, but they didn't find anything in the sea. However, they didn't expect to see an ancient sword come into the world today.
Someone was about to step forward when he saw the little boy's master and his companions approaching.
"Second Brother!"
Yue'er ran up quickly and saw that he was wet and unconscious. She checked him quickly and pressed his stomach. Not long after, she saw him spit out a mouthful of water, coughed lightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.
Hao'er went forward and saw that he had woken up. He was relieved and quickly used his spiritual energy to help him dry the water stains on his body. He asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Mu Chen nodded, looked at his master who was walking towards him, and lowered his head in shame: "Master, I am useless and failed to draw the sword."
He tried again and again, but he just couldn't pull out the sword. In the end, he even fainted and had to ask his master to save him.
Well, at this moment, he didn’t know that it was the ancient divine sword that carried him up. He thought that he had fainted in the sea and his master went down to rescue him.
Hearing this, the corners of Qingdi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.
"Second Brother, look what this is?" Yue'er said with a smile, motioning him to look at the sword stuck on the side.
"It was this sword that brought you out of the sea." Hao'er also smiled.
Mu Chen was startled and looked to the side. When his sight fell on the Longyuan Sword, he was stunned and a little surprised: "I, I clearly remember not pulling it out."
"The ancient divine sword Longyuan, how can you pull it out just because you want to? There has always been a sword that chooses its master, but no master that chooses the sword." The Green Emperor's deep voice came out indifferently. He looked at the Longyuan sword, walked forward, pulled the sword out, and condensed a breath of air from his fingers that brushed across the blade. Then he handed it to Mu Chen and said, "From this moment on, this sword belongs to you."
"Thank you, Master!" Mu Chen was excited. He took the Longyuan Sword with both hands and stood up.
"Second brother, quickly drip blood and recognize the master!" Yue Er said with a smile, and she was very happy in her heart. Her brother also found a very good weapon!
So, under the envious gazes of the monks around him, Mu Chen dripped blood on the sword to recognize its master. After recognizing the master, he felt an indescribable feeling between himself and the Longyuan Sword in his hand.
"Master, the second brother got such a good sword, what about the eldest brother?" Yue'er asked with a smile. Her brother had the ancient sword Longyuan, and she had the magic whip. The master found them all first-class treasures. At this moment, they couldn't help but look forward to their eldest brother's weapon.
"His sword is naturally extraordinary." Qingdi said, looking into the distance with his hands behind his back, and then looked at Hao'er and said, "Let's go! Master will take you to get it."
"Yes!" Hao'er responded with a smile on his face and anticipation in his heart.