The sword body was cold, and it had been a place that didn't belong to it for an unknown amount of time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info touched the ornament on the sword's body, and it seemed to be clearly engraved with its past. Nothing is forgotten. I don't know who used it to slay the enemy, cast it with blood, and I don't know who threw it away in this place with their own hands.

Whether this sword has the same love and hate as me, but I don't know which one I love and who I hate. Is there a heart that is persistently guarding, and it is alone in its arms every night. Look at it hidden in this noisy city, people come and go in a hurry, but I am the only one with it at this time.

Xin Chang's consciousness floated into it, wanting to feel what the sword felt, and thinking about what the sword thought. Xin Chang believed that it must have had a word unspoken.

And you have to be a person to talk to, and it will be very happy.

Xin Chang was immersed in the communication with the sword alone, not wanting the voices around him to fade out, countless people gradually looked in the same direction, and Xin Chang's body gathered everyone's attention.

There are constantly people talking to each other, and some people look up at the sky and pat their foreheads, with a puzzled look in their eyes. Everyone was surprised: who is this young man, and why is he so stupid?

Xin Chang finally noticed that something was wrong around him. At a young age, he did not panic in the face of these many strange eyes. He's just doing what he wants to do.

The sword was still in its sheath, but he could already see a crescent-like notch at the tip of the sword. The color in the gap was darker than the others, and there was no doubt that it had been soaked in blood. After a hundred battles, the blade still has an unruly arrogance, which makes Xin Chang surprised and delighted.

A good sword is a hero, and a hero needs a good sword. Time cannot drown out its colors, and all such a sword needs is a chance to be reborn.

Xin Chang wanted to take it away. He picked up his sword, and the crowd erupted in exclamation. They looked at Xin Chang with incredible eyes.

This includes two people, Wang Gengxing and Wang Zhengyi. The two of them also lived in the garrison mansion, and the rooms were next to each other, so there were more opportunities for communication. After some discussion, I felt sorry for each other, so I simply worshiped my brother.

This time, the two of them wanted to find a restaurant to talk about some happy things in life, and they were also drunk. I didn't want to, but I ran into Xin Chang, who I hadn't seen for a long time.

The garrison building is very large, and its rooms are unknown. They live in the periphery and Xin Chang's uncle and nephew live in the core, and because of the power of Xin Xuan's scheme, they don't dare to make their own decisions to find Xin Chang, so they can't see each other.

It was a joy that Xin Chang suddenly appeared in front of him this time, but Xin Chang was surprised that he actually picked up the sword scattered on the ground.

A thought popped up in the hearts of the two: Aren't these weapons impossible to pick up, how can they ......

didn't dare to do more delusions, and the two of them ran to Xin Chang at high speed. He opened his mouth and said the question in his heart: "How can you pick up the swords, aren't they unmoving?"

Xin Chang was also inexplicably excited when he saw the two of them for the first time, this time there were two more people who could play with him, and it was in vain that he sneaked out at the risk of being scolded by the second uncle, how boring it would be if he was alone.

Xin Chang opened his mouth and replied: "Hmm, this sword is indeed indescribably heavy, but it is not so much that it cannot be picked up, I don't believe you can give it a try." ”

With that, he handed the sword into Wang Gengxing's hand.

Unexpectedly, the sword was still good in Xin Chang's hands, Wang Gengxing's face turned red when he received it, and he gritted his teeth and held on for three seconds, then he fell to the ground with his head, and he couldn't get up out of breath for half the day.

It caused Xin Chang to laugh and said, "Yes, cultivators value the most divine sense, you attach your divine consciousness to it and communicate with it before you try." ”

Wang Gengxing suffered a big loss in front of everyone's eyes, and he was ashamed in his heart. Hearing Xin Chang's words, his heart moved, and he looked at the sword on the ground and wanted to stretch out, but in the end, he still sighed. After the blow of Fang Cai, where did he have the courage to strike again.

Xin Chang saw that his friend was sad and didn't want to mention it more. He lifted the king from the ground, took his sword, and wanted to leave.

Ten steps later, Xin Chang sensed that something was wrong. There was a strong suction force acting on the sword to force himself to let go. Just after hesitating, Xin Chang began to compete with the sword in his hand.

If you don't let me take it, I will take it.

After another five steps, Xin Chang turned his head and smiled and said to Wang Gengxing and the others: "Oh, although this sword is ownerless, it is not very good for me to take it away without permission, I decided to be a good person, or put it back."

After saying that, they couldn't wait to take three steps and two steps back to the original place, and as soon as the sword touched the ground, everyone felt the ground tremble violently, and then it calmed down.

The onlookers calmed down at this time, shook their heads at each other and dispersed, but they still pointed at Xin Chang and the three of them.

Xin Chang's face was slightly red, and he walked up to Wang Gengxing and the two and said, "Brothers, withdraw." Then he ran forward.

Wang Gengxing was still a little unclear, so he didn't react until Xin Chang was no longer there, and looked at Xin Chang's back in front of him and chased after him.

When he arrived at a quiet place, Xin Chang was greatly strengthened, and under pressure, Wang Gengxing finally told the truth.

It turned out that these weapons were all extraordinary, and they were left by the cultivators after the battles between people and demons. Everyone wanted to take it for themselves, and several pointless fights broke out over it. This is always the result of people's dissenting intentions after seeing that the demon power is gradually weakening.

Then suddenly, one day, countless weapons were suddenly scattered around the world, including some artifacts that were famous by word of mouth. They radiate a thousand rays of light in the daylight, more dazzling than the sun. Some panicked and thought it was the sage's punishment for themselves, but more often than not, a frenzy was spreading because the divine weapon was at hand.

When the light dissipated, it was found that there were too many weapons. There were countless ordinary mortals mixed in it, which were ten million times more than the true divine soldiers.

And the only way to distinguish the authenticity is to have a drop of blood sprinkled on the weapon. This is the only way to take away the weapon. This kind of essence blood can only be obtained by fighting in the ring.

There is a ring in the east, west, north and south of the glorious city, and whoever can stand in the ring last before sunset can get a drop of essence blood, and then can choose the divine weapon in his mind among the weapons of the vast sea. There is no other way, and this has been proven countless times in the Brilliant City. Even if the hope is so slim, fighting in the ring in the glorious city is the most lively thing, and the challengers are like carp crossing the river.

Xin Chang only realized at this time how much shock he gave everyone when he picked up the weapon, and now it is still early before sunset, so naturally there will be no winner in the ring to choose the divine soldier. I am afraid that there is no one in ten thousand cases of picking up weapons by myself, but in the end I still failed.

"Then how many divine soldiers have been found until now?" Xin Chang came and asked Wang Gengxing with interest.

"As far as I know, no more than three. Wang Gengxing replied.

Xin Chang thought for a while, and said to himself as if asking Wang Gengxing: "But I said that the sword I was holding just now is a real divine weapon, so I still have to fight in the ring first." ”