Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 52 Whispers of the Sword
Qijia Nei Library
There was a lot of debris piled up in front of me.

"So much scrap?"

Seeing the mountains of swords and swords in front of him, Taoist Tianxu who was following behind was also a little surprised.

There are many swords and swords in the warehouse standing on the ground, and at a glance, the number has piled up into a hill.

In the dust, Qi Yi hummed lightly.

"You old man has a thick skin, and you even ran over!"

Taoist Tianxu was not embarrassed, he just smiled lightly and said, "Old man Qi, why are you so stingy! Besides, the old Taoist doesn't like this pile of junk in your house!!"

Zhang Jian waved his hand casually at this moment, and an illusory cyan talisman manifested in his hand. The wind movement technique spread, a layer of fresh wind swept by, and suddenly layers of dust were carried away by the wind.

He was dressed in a blue silk green robe, his black hair was simply bound with a hair crown, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his sleeves were wide. He walked into the warehouse at the head of the horse.

At this time, Qi Yi glanced at the old Taoist Tianxu behind him, shook his head and said, "What do you know, this old man, this is my Qi family's collection for hundreds of years, and there are many treasures in it, only the real ones can confuse people's eyes and ears!"

Taoist Tianxu laughed.

Qi Yi ignored Taoist Tianxu's muttering, he first came to the center of the warehouse, and then found an ancient sword with a purple hilt in it. Autumn water is general.

He took a cherished look with both hands, and came to Zhang Jian casually.

"Ayu, this is a famous sword in the world a hundred years ago, named Ziyin. It is the sword in the hands of the great master Long Yin. It can be said that Saber drank the blood of thousands of masters of black and white two ways, which can be said to be a terrible reputation!"

Hearing the words, Zhang Jian's eyes moved, and he raised his hands to take the ancient sword, waved it casually, his eyes suddenly lit up, his sensitive mind seemed to feel the whistling wind in the air, it was cut open with silky smoothness, and there was a layer of thick inside. The murderous intent was revealed, and there seemed to be evil spirits and ghosts lingering at the tip of the sword.

This long sword has indeed left the lives of many warriors.

The strength of the blade is also much tougher than ordinary long swords.

In the warehouse, there are probably not many swords that can compare with this sword.

Zhang Jian was about to agree, but his divine sense still swept across the warehouse subconsciously. For a moment, his face was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but listen.

"Buzz!"

He suddenly heard a strange hissing sound next to his ear.

This is not because the divine sense has 'heard' it.

But the Myriad Realms Spiritual Awareness Ball heard it, and he heard a childish voice, like the whispering of a baby.

Although the language is chaotic and fragmented, it is indeed a 'voice'!
Like a seed breaking through the soil.

Zhang Jian looked surprised.

It was the first time for him to encounter such a thing, holding Ziyin's long sword in his hand, his footsteps slowly approached following the sound, and finally came to a strange long sword.

It was an ancient sword inserted obliquely on the ground, and it could be seen that it was once extremely luxurious and majestic.

It is unusual to describe a sword as luxurious and majestic.

But now it was rusty, with blood-colored dark spots all over the blade.

Putting down the Ziyin sword in his hand, Zhang Jian pulled out the rusty ancient sword casually. When pulling out the rusty ancient sword, Zhang Jian noticed that the dragon ball in the sleeve was emitting a wave of hot heat , seems to resonate with the ancient sword in his hand.

The hissing sound inside the rusty long sword was also louder.

Still hissing, but visibly livelier.

"Couldn't this be spirituality?"

Zhang Jian's eyes brightened slightly.

All things have spirits, and only with spirituality can we speak words.

In any case, living things are much stronger than dead things.

Seeing that Zhang Jian seemed to like the rusty sword in his hand, Qi Yi laughed and couldn't help admiring:
"My grandson is really discerning, and this sword is one of the few swords in stock!"

"This is the Dragon Chanting Sword!"

Qi Yi felt a little surprised.

These heretical warlocks are really different from other body forging warriors and internal training warriors. Zhang Jian obviously has no accomplishments in the process of appreciating weapons, but he can pick the most precious weapon in this treasure house at a glance ancient sword.

"Is this rags considered a sword?"

Taoist Tianxu pointed at the rusty sword and couldn't help laughing.

He had noticed Zhang Jian's movements a long time ago, but he scanned with his divine sense and found nothing unusual.

Qi Yi glanced at the old Taoist Tian Xu, shook his head and said, "You old man doesn't know anything!
The name of this sword is Dragon Yin Sword. It is the saber of King Mian thousands of years ago. It is extremely sharp. It is said that he once drank the blood of the dragon. Have you ever heard of the legend of King Mian slaying the dragon?It is said that King Mian once defeated a Jiaolong and suppressed it and Baishui River, so there are ten thousand hectares of fertile land around Baishui River!
This can be said to be a famous dragon-slaying sword! "

Hearing this, a strange flash of Taoist Tianxu's eyes flashed, then he pointed at Qi Yi and said with a smile:

"Old man Qi, you really know how to boast!
Do you also believe this kind of unimaginable folklore, what kind of monster Jiaolong is, it is almost like a god conceived by nature. And water spirits like Jiaolong? "

"Nonsense? This is simply nonsense!"

The old man Tianxu shook his head, he didn't believe it at all.

Water spirits like Jiaolong are too terrifying, causing natural disasters at every turn, how could human beings be able to easily hurt them.

Zhang Jian listened, but he was thoughtful. He did feel the movement of the dragon ball in his sleeve just now.

He casually asked: "Then why did the sword become like this?"

Qi Yi sighed when he heard the words: "This sword has been passed down from generation to generation in the Qi family, but I don't know why it has become like this, it has become like this a long time ago, if it is not still sharp, even I The ancestors of the Qi family all had some doubts, did we get a fake sword!"

He smiled again and said, "Dragon Slaying may be a rumor, but its sharpness and tenacity are indeed called famous swords!"

Zhang Jian's eyes moved when he heard the words, but immediately he put the Dragon Chanting Sword back in his hand.

"Since it is an inheritance from my grandfather, it is hard to use it!"

Qi Yi looked at Zhang Jian and said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be like this, this is the rule of many years ago, Ayu can just take it himself!"

After a slight pause, he said with a hearty smile: "What's more, Ayu is not an outsider! It's not against the rules!"

"This……"

Zhang Jian hesitated for a moment, then cupped his fists and said:

"So grandson, I would like to thank my grandfather for giving me the sword!"

Zhang Jian's eyes brightened slightly, he was indeed very curious about the sword.

Especially the ancient sword with spirituality.

Taking the rusty ancient sword in front of him, Zhang Jian had a hint of love in his eyes.

……

But when Zhang Jian chose the long sword in his hand, the dragon girl outside the Qi family had a gloomy expression, and they were a little depressed.

She has been around the Qi mansion for more than a month, but she has not yet sensed that the existence with the dragon ball has left the Qi mansion.

It's not that she didn't take the initiative to attack, for which she ended up in person outside.

But it doesn't do much.

"So cunning?"

Dragon Girl felt a little tricky.

　After discussing with the big brother, I changed a title, parents and some elders should be called nicknames!

　　Zhang Jian, nicknamed Ayu

　　Does not affect reading

　　Continue to ask for a monthly ticket, let's rush again, rush
　　
　
(End of this chapter)