“Nice sword!”
Chen Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with boundless surprise.
The sword body is clear, although it is bluish-brown, it reveals a clear and flawless light, as bright as a pool of clear spring water.
This contradictory yet natural sword was being slowly pulled out by Chen Feng.
Compared to the scabbard, the blade of this flying sword is much more plain. At first glance, there is only a flat blade.
This flying sword hasn't even been sharpened yet!
Chen Feng was surprised. How could an unsharpened flying sword be used? Would it still be lethal
As the saying goes, a heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not skillful. If it is a heavy sword, it is reasonable not to have a sharp edge. But the flying sword in Chen Feng's hand is obviously just a light and thin sword. I can't even feel any weight in my hand. How can such a sword be lethal without a sharp edge
You know, whether the sword is sharpened or not also determines the sharpness of the sword energy condensed from the true essence!
"No!" The next moment, Chen Feng threw away all his doubts. This flying sword definitely did not give him the feeling of a useless tool. On the contrary, it gave him a very dangerous feeling.
"Let's try it first!" Chen Feng's fingers gently stroked the clear sword body, and then a stream of true energy was slowly injected into the flying sword.
A visible blue-brown light slowly emerged. It was the resonance between Chen Feng and the flying sword. At this moment, Chen Feng felt a stream of information rushing into his sea of consciousness.
"Heavy sword?" This word suddenly flashed in Chen Feng's mind. It seemed that this was the name of this flying sword.
For a moment, Chen Feng actually had a sense of absurdity.
"Heavy sword, how can this thin sword deserve this name?" Chen Feng looked at the flying sword in his hand in confusion and couldn't help but ask softly.
"Buzz!" At this moment, the flying sword actually made a buzzing sound, as if it was silently protesting against Chen Feng.
"Chen Feng, you are so lucky!" Green Clothes suddenly shouted in the sea of consciousness.
"Huh?" Chen Feng was puzzled: "Luyi, why do you say that?"
"Why don't you put the flying sword on the ground and try?" Green Clothes said unhappily, "I know you don't know the treasure!"
Chen Feng thought about it, then slowly pushed the tip of the flying sword to the ground.
A strange thing happened. The tip of the flying sword actually pierced into the ground and stopped only after it penetrated one inch.
"Huh? How is that possible?" Chen Feng's eyes froze, and he looked at the flying sword in his hand in disbelief.
If it was any other ground, it would be fine, but this was the Tiandan Immortal Palace. The ground of the Tiandan Immortal Palace, even if Chen Feng used all his strength, he couldn't damage it at all, but this flying sword was easily inserted into the ground!
You know, this flying sword is not sharpened yet!
"Heavy sword, heavy sword!" Chen Feng's mind suddenly moved, and he took out the sword stand where the flying sword had been placed before.
The next moment, Chen Feng gently placed the flying sword on the sword platform!
"Boom!" A loud noise was heard, and the sword platform made entirely of bluestone collapsed and turned into a pile of rubble and dust.
"What's going on?" Chen Feng grabbed the flying sword and asked in shock, "It seems as light as a feather in my hand, but in fact it is as heavy as a mountain."
"And this sword stand. I don't know how long this flying sword has been placed there, but it has not collapsed. Now it can't bear the weight of the flying sword at all!" Chen Feng grabbed his hair and murmured in confusion, "Strange, strange!"
"Chen Feng, do you know that the higher the level of a flying sword, the more likely it is to produce a sword spirit?" Looking at Chen Feng who was confused, Green Clothes explained quietly.
"Sword spirit, who are you? There is a sword spirit in this flying sword?" Chen Feng opened his mouth in surprise, seeming to feel incredible.
"Yes, I don't know how it happened, but a sword spirit has been born in this flying sword!" Green Clothes said faintly: "Although the sword spirit in this flying sword is still very weak and has not even opened its spiritual intelligence, it is indeed there."
"But what does the existence of the sword spirit have to do with the weight of the flying sword?" Chen Feng couldn't help but ask.
"It's a big deal!" Green Clothes was speechless at Chen Feng's dullness, and said unhappily: "All artifacts have the potential to produce artifact spirits, and flying swords are no exception. For artifacts with artifact spirits, the user can only exert the power of this magic weapon if he or she is recognized by the sword spirit. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is just a pile of scrap copper and iron."
Seeing that Chen Feng was listening attentively, Lu Yi began to explain patiently.
"Just like this flying sword, it was placed on the sword platform before because that person did not get the recognition of the sword spirit, so this flying sword was just a pile of useless scrap metal to him. He placed the flying sword on the sword platform, and the flying sword did not exert its weight at all. Therefore, the sword platform is intact." Green Clothes explained: "But you don't know what kind of shit luck you had, you actually got the recognition of the sword spirit. So in your hand, this flying sword is a heavy sword, so it easily crushed the sword platform."
"If someone else were to take the flying sword from you at this moment but could not obtain anything from the sword spirit, then the flying sword would still be a pile of scrap metal in his hands."
Chen Feng understood Lu Yi's explanation. Although the sword spirit in the flying sword had not even developed its intelligence, it had the arrogance that a weapon spirit should have.
"But Lu Yi, this flying sword is so light, why does it have such weight? I have never heard of such contradictory materials!" Chen Feng couldn't help but ask again.
"Just because you haven't seen it, does that mean it doesn't exist?" Green Clothes rolled his eyes at Chen Feng in annoyance. "This world is so big that even the old master doesn't dare to claim to know it, let alone someone like you who grew up in a low plane."
Chen Feng was silent. Lu Yi was right, the world was huge, and Chen Feng was just a frog in a well.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng suddenly had the urge to ascend as soon as possible. He wanted to visit the fairyland, and even other more mysterious worlds.
"Finally I got it!" Lu Yi curled her lips and said with a smile: "Finally I didn't say so much in vain."
After saying this, Lu Yi fell silent again in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness.
The secret room of Tiandan Xianfu was quiet, but from time to time there would be a flash of blue-brown light, which was Chen Feng constantly studying the "heavy sword" in his hand. In Chen Feng's hand, the thin "heavy sword" was gradually unveiling its mysterious veil.
So that’s it, so that’s it…
It's amazing, it's amazing...
Voices kept echoing in the secret room, and each one revealed the joy as if they had discovered a new continent.