Mu Han sat on the audience stage, watching the disciples of the Feng family and the Lei family, as well as those disciples from other families, gather around the stage one by one, frolicking constantly, quite lively.

"Why, aren't you going down to have a look?" said Long Ling, sitting beside Mu Han. At this time, Xingcan, Feng Changxin, Renault and the others had already gone to the martial arts stage below.

"No, just sit here. Mu Han shook his head and looked at the audience and said casually. Suddenly thinking of Hongchen's strange appearance a few days ago, he opened his mouth and asked Long Ling, "Long Ling, how much do you know about Hongchen?"

Long Ling was a little puzzled, "It's just an ancient sword, what's wrong?"

He took the red dust and looked at it, "I don't know, I don't feel like it's an ordinary sword, it seems to be hiding some secrets." ”

"Oh, why do you say that?" Long Ling took the red dust and looked through it in his hand, but he didn't see anything.

Mu Han looked at Hongchen, "Look." He stretched out his hand, and the red dust was suspended in front of the dragon spirit, emitting a faint red light, and there were inexplicable veins faintly circulating on the sword body, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. This kind of atmosphere gives people a feeling of some oppression, but also some solemnity.

Long Ling looked at Hongchen with a surprised face. His brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Could it be that Hongchen is a spiritual weapon?" After a moment, the dragon spirit muttered to himself. But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it. Although those refining masters could refine some weapons that looked extremely magical, those were all based on formations. And it has a certain expendability. For example, the Flying Flower Shield Feather looks extremely magical, but once the energy of the formation is consumed, this defensive weapon will be scrapped. Unless you replenish the energy of the formation. But the energy of a normal formation can last for several years. Therefore, it is still sought after by a large number of rich people. But these can only be called utensils.

Spiritual weapons, which are fundamentally different from them, do not rely on the formation to operate energy like artifacts to emit great power. Rather, it is an energy body in itself, and can continuously absorb energy from nature. The longer it is placed, the more powerful the artifact becomes. However, depending on the material used to create the spiritual weapon, the energy it bears is also different. Therefore, there will be a distinction between high and low spiritual weapons. Now it is difficult to find a spiritual weapon in the entire continent, for no other reason, there are no materials on the continent that can be used to create spiritual weapons.

The red dust is not like a spiritual weapon, as if it is made of nature. However, ancient books record that the red dust was artificially created and taken from the cold iron of the Northern Regions.

"It shouldn't be a spiritual weapon. Maybe it's something else. There is too much loss of information from the ancient era, and only a few fragments remain. Perhaps, this red dust has been polished again. Long Ling said to himself.

"Have you noticed that it seems to be a little sharper and a little bit brighter? Mu Han looked at Hongchen and suddenly had a strange idea.

"Seems to be, how could it be?" Long Ling was also surprised.

"The artificially created in the ancient books will not be the experience of every user of the red dust to sharpen the red dust with a lifetime of experience. This is the idea that Mu Han has just come to mind.

When the dragon spirit heard this, he didn't say anything for a long time. Looking at the red dust suspended above her palm, a trace of inexplicable feelings flashed in her eyes. It was as if some memory had been sealed, what was it? constantly hovering on the edge of those memory fragments, searching for everything that could be associated.

"What's wrong?" looked at her expression a little solemn, as if she had thought of something unhappy.

She sighed and shook her head, "Nothing. I can't think of anything wrong. When I have time, I will go back to the clan and ask the elders of the clan to see if there is anything I know. ”

"Hmm. Mu Han nodded.

There was a burst of violent applause from the audience, and the noise was even louder, and it seemed that the martial arts competition between the two families was about to begin.

The patriarchs and elders of the two families sat on the high platform and watched the entire martial arts arena. A deacon elder of the Lei family presided over this martial arts competition, and in front of each martial arts platform stood a deacon elder of the Lei family, a total of eight martial arts platforms, and a lot of people were densely packed in front of each stage.

A short speech is the first martial arts competition. Xingcan did not come to the stage, standing with Renault, watching the disparity in strength between Feng Changxin and a disciple from another family on the stage, and the disciple of the family was quickly defeated.

Eight martial arts exercises were carried out at the same time, and the shouts and cheers came and went, wave after wave. Mu Han looked at this extremely lively scene, and he also longed for it, but he felt that there should be someone by his side, with her, to enjoy the prosperity of the world. Otherwise, everything in front of you is flashy and empty.

Long Ling seemed to see Mu Han's thoughts, sighed slightly, and thought, if you are allowed to be with her, it will not only harm yourself, but also make her suffer unimaginable pain. Tomorrow, go to the pharmacy in the city and buy the herbs you need, and make two servings.

At this time, Mu Han had no intention of watching, closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own world. I don't know if I'm going to go out or close myself off.

This world has to be faced in the end, there are still too many people, too many things waiting for him, and suddenly thought, is this Hongchen, maybe. For him now, I don't know if it's good or bad.

"I've figured it out, Dragon Spirit. Mu Han breathed a long sigh of relief.

Long Ling replied and smiled slightly, "That's excellent." ”

Mu Han stretched out his hand, and Hongchen flew into his hand with a thud, "Since Hongchen is like this, then why don't I follow his main path and feel at ease." ”

Long Ling looked at Mu Han, overjoyed, and took his hand for no reason, "I would like to be with you." Mu Han didn't think much about it, this should be her encouragement to him.

"Let's take a look below. Even if you don't play, you can learn to watch. Long Ling let go of Mu Han's hand and looked at the martial arts arena below and said. The green silk sideburns half-hide the shyness, and the eyebrows and starry eyes are affectionate.

"Hmm"

Mu Han and Long Ling came to the martial arts arena and turned to the one where Xingcan was going to compete, "Xingcan, when will you play?" Long Ling asked.

When Xingcan saw them coming, he couldn't help but rejoice, "The next one is, you are willing to give up." ”

"Well, I'm here to cheer you on. The dragon spirit nodded and smiled.

Mu Han looked at the stage, and at this time, the two people on the stage were disciples of other families, one was holding a broadsword, and the other was using a thin sword. The man with the broadsword seemed to be brave, but he lacked dexterity and moved much slower than the man with the broadsword. In a short period of time, several flaws have been revealed. Fortunately, the strength of the two is not high, and they are probably at the intermediate and high level of martial arts, so they have been fighting for such a long time. However, for a moment, I am afraid that the man who wielded the broadsword will be exhausted and defeated.

Sure enough, the person who used the broadsword was defeated, and the person who used the thin sword was not easy to win.

When Xingchan saw the two people coming down, he looked at them and said, "It's time for me to play, cheer me on." As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped and came to the stage, holding his cyan wide knife, which was four feet long and more than half a foot wide. The tip of the knife fell to the ground, and with a bang, the whole platform trembled slightly, I am afraid that Xingcan did it on purpose.

Immediately afterward, another person came up, armed with a spear, and it was a disciple of the Feng family. The strength is about the first level of martial arts, and it seems that he knows Xingcan, "Brother Xingcan, I hope to accept mercy." ”

Xingcan nodded and smiled, "Come on." As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted the cyan wide knife and pointed directly at the Feng family disciple. It was nothing to hold the knife with one hand, but like Xingcan, one hand reached forward and only grasped the hilt, and he could easily hold the heavy cyan wide knife. It seems simple, but it is not easy, and ordinary people simply can't do it. Just by revealing this hand, it has already shocked many people in the audience, and those disciples who like to be lively are even more discussable.

That Feng family disciple is also Xingcan's strength, and his face is a little unbearable. Picking up his spear, he rushed towards Xingchan. swept away thousands of troops with one blow, and it was pear blossom rain. The offense is extremely good, and the speed and power are mastered very skillfully. He is worthy of being a disciple of the Feng family. A flash of approval flashed in Xingcan's eyes, and the cyan wide knife was horizontal in front of him, flipping, blocking a blow from the Feng family disciple. But he didn't shoot, only defensively. This is already enough face for the disciples of the Feng family.

A series of more than ten attacks were completely blocked by Xingcan, and it was very easy. But the Feng family disciple was panting heavily, after all, every move and every style was a hard work. After a pause of two breaths, the Feng family disciple began another round of somewhat violent attacks. With the knowledge that he is invincible, but he still dares to come forward to challenge, this momentum alone is very admirable. The people in the audience also cheered for him.

The two of them also had a lot of fun. For a full quarter of an hour, the Feng family disciple was already tired and out of breath, and he still hadn't broken through Xingcan's defense, so he could only reluctantly admit defeat. Xingcan smiled slightly, said hello to him, and jumped off the stage and walked towards Mu Han and Long Ling.

"Let's go, let's go see the Feng family's genius competition. "I just got off the stage, but I didn't look tired.

"Who?" asked Mu Han.

"The wind is easy to visit. ”