The Pang family.

Living room.

Pang Fenghua put the brocade box on the table and opened it directly, revealing the contents of the brocade box, which was a small bronze sword. It is about three inches long, and there are many strange patterns tattooed on it, like patterns, and like some kind of text, which looks very simple and has traces of time.

"This sword I saw from a partner's collection. At that time, I happened to like collecting bronzes, so I exchanged an antique of equal value with it..."Pang Fenghua told the story of getting the bronze sword.

This small bronze sword has been in his hands for ten years.

At first, he just regarded it as an ordinary bronze object, and when he got it, he planned to ask someone to use scientific and technological means to determine the age, so as to judge the authenticity. After all, although he loved to collect bronzes, he was a layman.

After sending it for research, I found that this small bronze sword looked very ordinary, and it was not sharp, like an ornament. The material is so hard that even the sharpest cutting tool in the world can't leave any marks on it, let alone cut a little powder for testing. Of course, naturally there is no way to break the generation of this little sword.

However, Pang Fenghua did not gain nothing. The researcher had told him that the sword appeared to be bronze, but it wasn't made of bronze, nor was it any known metal or alloy!

For that alone, this little sword would be priceless enough to be described as invaluable! If it were exposed, it would definitely arouse the archaeologists and the chemists

Families go crazy!

Only then did Pang Fenghua realize the extraordinariness of this little sword and treasure it.

Later, Pang Fenghua once found many old professors who studied ancient texts and wanted to decipher the words on the small sword, but the answer was that the words on the small sword were very ancient and not ancient on the earth.

After all, Pang Fenghua was born in the Pang family of a martial arts family, and knew that human civilization was far more than just a few thousand years, and there was a very obvious fault in the middle. This little sword is very likely to be a product of that civilization before the fault, and it is something used by martial artists, and even cultivators before martial artists!

…

Ye Fei took the bronze sword, and after looking at it for a while, although his face was calm, his heart was shocked.

This small sword, as Pang Fenghua guessed, is not something used by martial artists, but something used by cultivators. The runes on it are not earth characters, but a kind of formation rune in the cultivation realm.

As for what the content above was, Ye Fei couldn't understand it for a while.

Because the cultivation realm is so vast, many cultivators will not be able to reach the end of the cultivation realm in their lifetime, even if they keep hurrying. In the cultivation realm, there are thousands of kinds of characters that have been widely circulated.

Moreover, the text on this small sword is incomplete, there are gaps in the blade, and some of the text is only half. Ye Fei guessed that the little sword should not be the only one that existed alone, there should be other similar ones.

With only a small sword, Ye Fei couldn't guess the role of this small sword for a while.

However, Ye Fei could be sure that it was not a flying sword used by a cultivator, and it felt more like a key to Ye Fei.

Moreover, Ye Fei just tried the hardness of this small sword, if it is an ordinary bronze, it is no different from tofu to Ye Fei, it is a divine weapon used by a martial artist, and it will definitely be deformed under a pinch, but after this bronze small sword was pinched by Ye Fei, there was no change.

"Xiao Fei, how is it? Is this little sword something used by martial artists?"

Pang Fenghua couldn't help but ask when he saw Ye Fei staring at Xiao Jian in a daze.

He said before that the small sword was useful for martial artists, but it was just a guess, but he felt that this small sword was made of hard material and should not be ordinary, but he was not sure whether it was related to martial artists.

"It's not a warrior's weapon, and its age should be even older. Should work for me, though. Ye Fei was not hypocritical and said bluntly.

"Hahahaha~"

When Pang Fenghua heard Ye Fei's words, he laughed heartily, "This thing has been in my hands for so many years, and it is useless." As long as you don't dislike it. ”

"Then thank you, Uncle Pang. ”

Ye Fei didn't refuse, but put away the little sword, planning to study it after he went back.

He always felt that this little sword was not ordinary, and in terms of level, it was probably higher than his snake bone whip, and it could reach the level of a spiritual weapon, but no instrument spirit was born inside it.

As soon as Ye Fei's spiritual sense landed on the little sword, it would be blocked by an invisible and qualitative energy, unable to penetrate it.

"Alright, it's time to eat, it's time to eat! ”

At this time, Li Xueru came out of the kitchen and urged.

Only then did everyone realize that the table in the dining room was already full of food, so they stopped talking and sat down at the table with a smile.

This is a family banquet, Li Xueru is just an ordinary home-cooked meal, and there are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, but the taste is really good, and Ye Fei is full of praise for it.

…

At the same time, for a time, the main store of the Imperial Medical Hall.

The guests in the store have already left.

Luo Yutang and Luo Yuchen brothers were still kneeling on the ground.

Next to the two of them was a large crowd of people, bodyguards, doctors, firefighters...

In less than an hour, everyone tried all kinds of methods, but they didn't let Luo Yu's cousin leave the ground. Someone even came up with the idea of hollowing out the location of the two, however, it still didn't work!

The ground below the two of them is like a diamond, and they can't dig it at all!

"Rubbish, it's all a bunch of rubbish! What's the use of you?"

Luo Yuchen was roaring loudly at everyone, venting the fear in his heart.

Just then, there was a commotion at the door.

An old man with gray hair and good spirits walked in surrounded by a group of people.

Seeing this old man, Luo Yuchen was full of hope again, and hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa, save me! Grandpa, please save me! My leg is broken."

It's over!"

This old man is Luo Kaiyuan, who is known as the "King of Needles", who is famous in the Chinese medicine industry with his thirteen needles in one hand, and is known as 'Luo Yizhen'!

Luo Yutang also looked at his grandfather, his face full of hope.

Luo Kaiyuan's face was gloomy, and he only glanced at the two of them, but he didn't pay attention to them, but turned his head to the middle-aged man who came next to him and said, "Brother Gong, I'm going to bother you this time." ”

"Hehe, Brother Luo is polite!"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, with a touch of arrogance on his face, he looked very extraordinary, but he was quite polite to Luo Yizhen.

His name is Gong Zhou, although he looks young, he is actually in his sixties, and he has been in the transformation realm for more than twenty years, he is a real martial arts master, and he is not in the early stage of the transformation realm, but a great master in the late stage of the transformation realm!

Gong Zhou can enter the realm of a grandmaster in his forties, and he can definitely be called a genius, but his reputation in the martial arts world is not obvious. Because, he is the personal bodyguard of the central chief!

A few days ago, Luo Yizhen was invited to the capital to treat the chief he protected.

The chief was very old, and his health was still healthy, but a few days ago, his old illness suddenly recurred, and many well-known experts in the capital were helpless, and it happened that those "holy hands of national medicine" were either not in the capital, or they were older than the chief, and they were no longer able to treat people.

So, someone recommended Luo Yizhen.

Luo Yi's needle really lived up to everyone's expectations, and after just one needle, the chief, who was about to die, had a hint of ruddy on his face, and his breathing became smoother. With only seven stitches, the old chief was pulled back from the Ghost Gate.

Luo Yizhi saved the old chief's life, and at the same time won the favor of the old chief's family, and sent him to personally send Luo Yizhen back.

It stands to reason that although Luo Yizhen's medical skills are extraordinary, he is not qualified to let Gong Zhou, a dignified grandmaster, escort him.

However, after hearing this task, Gong Zhou readily agreed!

The reason is very simple, not to mention the identity of that chief, his family is also among the top five existences in the capital. Luo Yizhen saved the old chief, this is a great favor! Gong Zhou didn't mind getting closer to Luo Yizhen.

After speaking, Gong Zhou came to Luo Yutang and the two brothers, nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed a martial artist's means!"

"Brother Gong, is there a way to let my two unsuccessful grandsons get up?" Luo Yizhen heard this, and his face showed a touch of joy, and he hurriedly asked.

Although Luo Yutang and the others lost face today, they were also his own grandsons, blood was thicker than water, although they didn't express it on their faces, their hearts hurt a lot.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects! Brother Luo, don't worry, I'll let the two virtuous grandsons stand up!" Gong Zhou smiled lightly, his face full of calm.

After the words fell, he came to Luo Yutang and the two of them, holding one person's shoulder with one hand.

Rumble!

Gong Zhou's body suddenly erupted with a vast momentum like the sea, and a hurricane seemed to blow in place. The clothes on his body were even more blown to the sound of hunting.

At the same time, the rolling internal force was injected into the two Luo Yutang brothers.

"Give it to me!"

Gong Zhou suddenly shouted, his voice was like thunder, and the entire Imperial Medical Hall rumbled.

Everyone was as if they were drunk, and they were staggered by the impact of this strong wind, and their faces all showed a look of horror, looking at Gong Zhou's gaze, as if they had seen a god, shocked and mixed with awe.

However, after standing firm, everyone looked up at the center of the hall again, and their faces suddenly became strange.

I saw that Luo Yu's cousin was still kneeling in place, his legs were close to the ground, and he didn't move!