Yuan Hui smiled: "Okay, junior brother, then I will take the lead." "Go that way first. Han Yiming looked at his master, Lu Yueqing was already standing with his uncles, so he followed behind Yuan Hui and went over there. At this time, following behind Yuan Hui, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the sword on his back. Yuan Hui used the Tengjiao Sword, and at this time, I saw that the Tengjiao Sword on Yuan Hui's back was actually short and small, not only much shorter and narrower than Ming Yuanbao, but also shorter than the ordinary size of the sword. The white scabbard of Tengjiao's sword revealed a faint red light, and the material was like jade but not jade. Han Yiming took a closer look, and just as he didn't know what to say and borrow the sword to take a look, Yuan Hui had already turned around and said with a smile: "It's right here." ”

It turned out that the two had unknowingly walked away from the crowd and turned behind the mountain col. Yuan Hui smiled and said: "Senior brother, what do you look at, look at it so carefully?" Han Yiming said honestly: "Because I saw that the Tengjiao sword on my senior brother's back was different, I took a few more looks, don't blame it, senior brother!" Yuan Hui smiled: "Do you also know the Tengjiao sword? I don't know it as a junior brother." Han Yiming was grateful to Sima Lingyi in his heart, if it weren't for this senior brother who talked to him carefully, he really didn't know this sword. If you don't look carefully, this sword will not be outstanding on Yuan Hui's back. Originally, his clothes were gray, the size of this sword was smaller, the color of the scabbard was also light, and he did not have the eye of treasure, where could he see the abnormality? It's just that he has never paid attention to other people's carry-on things, and if someone doesn't remind him, where will he pay attention.

Yuan Hui smiled: "It's just a sword, which makes the junior brother smile." As he spoke, he reached out to untie the sword on his chest, held the Tengjiao sword on his palms, and handed it over. Han Yiming stretched out his hands and held the sword body, Yuan Hui withdrew his hand, Han Yiming sank down with both hands, and couldn't help but be surprised. The Tengjiao Sword looked short and narrow, but when it was held in his hand, it was as heavy as a sword, even heavier than the Ming Yuan Sword. When he took the Ming Yuan Sword, he didn't feel how heavy it was, but it was very difficult to hold the Tengjiao Sword, and he used all his strength to hold the Tengjiao Sword on his chest.

At this time, he already understood why Yuan Hui was able to hold the Mingyuan Sword, and the Tengjiao Sword was also heavy! If he could hold the Tengjiao Sword, he would be able to hold the Mingyuan Sword. I just don't know if the rhino sword and the sword are also so heavy? I looked at the scabbard carefully, and said to Yuan Hui: "Senior brother, can I take out the sword and take a look?" Yuan Hui said: "Senior brother doesn't have to be polite, just look at it." Come and I'll hold the scabbard, and you can just pull it out and see. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took the Tengjiao Sword from his hand, pinning it to his chest.

Han Yiming reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, and his hand was slightly warm, which was completely different from Ming Yuan's coldness. After a pause, he pulled out the Tengjiao sword. As soon as he pulled it out, a red light was horizontal in front of him, as bright as blood, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, the scabbard and hilt were as smooth and delicate as white jade, but the sword body was extremely bright, as if blood was condensed!

Looking closely at the sword body, I saw that there were slight traces of sharpening on it. Tengjiao Sword is also a spirit sword, these traces also have a history, after listening to the story of Ming Yuan told by the second master, it is known that all objects with years and months will have a story. It's just that each story is different from each other, and the only thing that is the same is that the story is a story, and it is a thing of the past. Whether it is past today or hundreds of years ago, it is in the past.

Suddenly, I heard Yuan Hui say: "I heard that the grinding marks on this sword were left when Jiaolong was killed. Sure enough, Han Yiming let out an "oh", and Yuan Hui said again: "Although this sword is sharp, the dragon scales and keel of Jiaolong are extremely hard, and I heard that ordinary blades can't cut it at all." Even with the Tengjiao sword, it is also very difficult. Cut it down like this, and the keel will cut out the traces of Tengjiao's sword. Han Yiming didn't know what it was like in his heart, and his left hand gently stroked the grinding marks. Seeing that the blade was also extremely sharp, he couldn't help but gently stroke the blade.

Yuan Hui said: "But now if you fight with Jiaolong again, it won't be as difficult as before." Han Yiming withdrew his eyes from the sword, raised his head, and glanced at him, Yuan Hui kept looking at him, saw him looking at him, and said: "After I sent the ancestor to kill the Jiaolong, I saw that the aura and spirit of the Jiaolong were not dispersed, so I sealed the Jiaolong aura in its remnants, and used the twilight fire with me to put the Tengjiao sword on the fire and burn it. It burned for nine days and nine nights, until the entire sword was burned bright and soft, and then the seal was removed, and the Tengjiao sword was inserted into the dragon's body while it was hot, sucking the dragon's essence all over the place!"

He reached out and stroked the blade of the sword, clearly fond of it. Han Yiming let out an "ah", and Yuan Hui said, "Little junior brother, what's wrong with you?" Han Yiming swallowed the word "cruel" in his heart, and just shook his head. Yuan Hui said with a smile: "Little junior brother, you are really kind-hearted, Jiaolong is already dead, unconscious. It's too violent to let it become dust like this. Jiaolong's aura made the heavens and the earth lose color at that moment, and I heard from the elders of the sect that I heard that the terrible and strange roar that the ancestor heard at that time was earth-shattering. The sword remained in the dragon's body for another nine days and nine nights, and when it was taken out, it turned bright red. Constantly dripping blood, the ancestor put it in the mountain stream behind my faction, and washed it with the stream water for a year before the blood flowing out of the sword body was washed clean. But the blade of the sword was red from then on, and it no longer had the blue color it used to be. ”

After listening to what Yuan Hui said, Han Yiming looked at this sword again, and his heart became more and more cold. It's the same spirit sword, but it's so different. Thinking of the White Dragon couple again, the coolness in my heart was greater than a while. Holding the Tengjiao sword, I couldn't stop looking at it over and over again, and I couldn't stop churning in my heart. Yuan Hui didn't say anything, just stood aside, Han Yiming looked at it for a while, and suddenly remembered that Yuan Hui was still waiting on the side, and felt a little embarrassed, handed the Tengjiao Sword back to Yuan Hui, and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Yuan Hui inserted the Tengjiao sword into the sheath, but did not leave, and glanced at Han Yiming, as if thoughtful. Han Yiming didn't want to ask anymore, and was about to walk away, Yuan Hui had already said, "Senior brother, do you like this sword?" Han Yiming looked at the faintly red scabbard, and was quite disgusted in his heart, but Yuan Hui stared at himself with both eyes, so he nodded. Yuan Hui smiled and said, "How about I give it to you?" Han Yiming was taken aback, how could the artifact and sharp weapon be easily given away? Hurriedly shook his head and said, "Senior brother said that I laughed, where can I ask for it!" Yuan Hui smiled and said: "I really give it to you, if you want it, you can take it." As he spoke, he handed him the sword.

Will Xiao Han want this sword? Please pay attention to the next chapter. Happy weekend book friends!