A moment later, Ruyi Huan landed on a mountain peak with Han Yiming. Lingshan is magnificent, but this mountain peak is very small, Han Yiming looked left and right, and could vaguely see the rest of the peaks floating not far away, just like this peak, very beautiful and small. There is only one hut on top of this small hill. When he lowered his head, the grass on the ground was so lush that it reached his knees.

Lu Yueqing smiled: "You come with me." With him, before coming to the thatched hut, he stopped his steps and said, "This was originally the place where the ancestor cultivated. Han Yiming was taken aback, he lived here for a few days, there was no wealth in the world on Lingshan, it was very refreshing and clean, and it could be seen that he was ingenious. But here it was a barren scene, overgrown with weeds, and even the thatched hut was on the verge of crumbling. If it weren't for Lu Yueqing's explanation, where would he have thought that this would be the place where the ancestor cultivated.

Lu Yueqing said: "Before the ancestor traveled, he told us that we don't need to take care of it here. Only new disciples can come here to find the blade. Han Yiming looked around, except for the small thatched hut, there was only weeds all over the ground. Xin said: "Is the blade in that house?" Seeing Lu Yueqing standing in front of the hut, he didn't say a word, and he didn't dare to ask casually. Lu Yueqing stood for a while, turned around, and said with a smile: "Okay, Yiming, you can find the blade in your hand." Han Yiming said: "Yes." He walked towards the hut.

After only taking two steps, he heard Lu Yueqing behind him ask, "Where are you going?" Han Yiming said, "The disciple is looking for the blade." Lu Yueqing smiled and said, "You look down." Han Yiming lowered his head and couldn't help but be surprised.

The long grass that was originally all over the ground was now gone, and all kinds of weapons were thrown on the ground. There are countless long and short things. Han Yiming couldn't even distinguish the type of weapon, and was stunned for a while at the blades all over the ground, Lu Yueqing smiled and said, "These are the collections of the ancestor in his early years. Some of them are obtained by the ancestor with a lot of money, some are obtained by the ancestor subduing demons and subduing demons, and some are created by the ancestor himself. They all have their own origins, you take a closer look and pick one well. Han Yiming looked at these blades again and again, but he didn't know which one to choose.

After being stunned for a while, I only heard Lu Yueqing smile and said, "When you went up the mountain, you brought a purple peach wood sword." Thinking that you have a relationship with the sword, you only pick up the sword that looks pleasing to the eye, look at it one by one, there are nearly a hundred swords here, you pick it slowly. Han Yiming was quite hesitant, if the purple peach wood sword was not destroyed, it would not be bad for him to practice with the purple peach wood sword. In his heart, he always had a sense of affection for the purple peach wood sword, but now that it has been destroyed, he doesn't need to make this plan anymore. Standing in place facing the blades all over the ground, he said in his heart: Do you still have to use this blade?

He has a peaceful temperament since he was a child, and he never fights with others, and at this time, he can't help but lose his mind when he looks at the many blades on the ground. Blades are sharp weapons, used in fighting, he held them in his hands, felt the sharp cold air of the blades, and felt a little scared in his heart. Ever since the young man in Tsing Yi died in front of him, he has always been a little afraid of the blade. So just look at it, and don't take it.

Lu Yueqing was a little surprised and said, "Yiming, what's the matter, don't you want to choose?" Do you know that your senior brothers are overjoyed when they come here. It's okay if you don't like it, why don't you like it a little?" Han Yiming said: "Master, all blades are used to hurt people, disciple, disciple" Lu Yueqing smiled and said: "Yiming, you are pure in heart, Master is very pleased." But when you first entered Lingshan, you had some spells and had to use blades. Under the Lingshan Gate, the blades are mostly used in flight. You can't fly to the sky yet, with the help of the blade, it's just the beginning of the spell. In the future, you will be able to use the blade as well. The patriarch also said that the blade is always full of anger, and it does hurt the peace of the heart. Now let you pick a blade, just let you choose a substitute, don't think about it, just go. ”

As soon as he said this, Han Yiming's heart settled down a little and said, "Yes." He looked down, walked to a sword, squatted down, held the hilt of the sword, and lifted it up, but he couldn't lift it, Han Yiming was surprised, and he tried his best to lift it again, but the sword still didn't move. He withdrew his hand and looked at the sword, which was the same size as any sword he had ever seen, the blade reflecting the sunlight and slightly golden red, but he did not expect it to be heavy in his hand. Quite surprised, I took a breath and lifted it hard, but I still didn't move. I only heard Lu Yueqing laugh and said: "This sword is called Splitting Wind, and it is very sharp. If you can't pick it up, it shows that you don't have a chance, so you can choose another one. Han Yiming looked at him, and he stood beside him, smiling and nodding. So he went to find another one as he had said, and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword, which had been placed on the ground, and as soon as his hand touched the hilt, the sword "brushed" the ground and burrowed into the earth.

Han Yiming was stunned for a while, looking at his palm, incredulous. But he didn't pursue it anymore, but just picked up the handle of the sword and took it. Some swords are visible, but they are not available. Reaching out, it was gone, and when the hand was withdrawn, it reappeared in its place. Some of the swords would wander around like he was playing hide and seek, and when he got closer, the swords would dodge. He stopped, and the sword stopped moving. But if he takes one step forward, the sword will also take a step forward. As if he had eyes, he stopped and stopped, and he walked and walked.

He had seen too much, and he noticed that these swords were very different from ordinary blades. The luster of the swords varies, some are red, some are blue, some are white, some are golden, and some are even black. Some of these swords have a flowing color throughout the body, and some are faintly transparent from the hilt to the blade, and some are like glass. Some swords are engraved with extremely beautiful patterns, and some swords have a little bit of light with the stars, and when you look closely, the sword body seems to be scattered with impurities that cannot be integrated with its own material. Black, gold, red, white, or a mixture of colors. He also saw a sword, the body of the sword was seven colors, like a rainbow, very beautiful, but unfortunately he could not come close to see it. As soon as the sword approached him, it ran away without a trace. I wanted to look for it again, but I couldn't find it, and I couldn't find it again.

Lu Yueqing said with a smile: "I'll help you, pick like this, I don't know when you want to pick it." With that, the thumbs and index fingers of both hands snapped, and the wishful ring flew out of his sleeve. The Ruyi Ring spun rapidly, wrapped in a whirlwind, rising from in front of Lu Yueqing. Han Yiming only heard the sound of the wind, and his eyes lit up, only to see that the blades thrown all over the ground were carried up by this whirlwind, and most of them fell to the ground. Ruyi Huan took the whirlwind and the blades in the whirlwind, turned to Han Yiming's eyes, and flew lower and lower, and the blades in the whirlwind fell to the ground and piled up in a pile.