When the door was closed, most of the light sources in the room were blocked, and the shadows overlapped each other, leaving only a trace of open space for the light.

Neither Ning Du nor Duan Chu immediately moved forward, stopping to look at the somewhat strange scene in front of them.

I don't know if it's been left for a long time or it's just an abandoned sword, which is tied to the hilt of the sword by a straw rope and hung on the beam. At a glance, it is dense, and I don't know how many.

The unique rust gas erodes the people who come in, making everything slowly "waste".

"Condensation!"

All the vitality around Ning Du's body was condensed and no longer diverged outward. Duan Chu also sensed the abnormality and did the same thing as Ning Du. I'm afraid that if you stay here for a long time, people will rust like the swords here.

Tiny specks of dust floated in the light, slowly sinking into the shadows. There was no wind and no vibration, and the hanging sword remained motionless, as if it were dead.

There are no fluctuations in the perception of vitality.

Even if he was as sharp as Ning Du, he couldn't detect the abnormality of the vitality, but he just had a feeling - if he just moved forward like this, these swords would wake up.

Broken Chu took a step forward, his steely skin against the rusty sword.

Ding, ding, ding......

A series of swords collided, making a slightly dull clashing sound. These rusty swords were obviously unbroken, and to them they were no different from walking under the weeping willows.

"Are you okay?" Ning Du couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

Broken Chu raised his foot again, hung in the air for a moment, and fell heavily.

Boom!

The wooden floor was shaken with dust, and the hanging sword shook.

Broken Chu frowned, and held the sword on his back with his backhand.

Ding, ding, ding......

The sound of swords clashing did not seem to dissipate, but intensified.

Dead swords are being revived?!

The sword is alive?!

Duan Chu obviously noticed this, so he hesitated for a moment after raising his foot, but he still chose to land, he wanted to break through.

Ning Du even had an urge to take out a sword, and in front of him it seemed that thousands of troops were waking up, and it was not enough to face such a scene without a sword.

"Going to break through?!" Ning Du suddenly had a feeling of horror that those awakened swords would definitely kill those who had alarmed them.

Duan Chu gradually discovered that he was going out, as powerful as him, and he couldn't break out with absolute strength. He misjudged the form, and the hand holding the sword had to be slowly released, and the whole person stood motionless.

Ding, ding, ding......

Far from stopping, the sword roar intensified.

"Should you have rushed through it in one go?" the tidal sound exploded in my ears, making it impossible to concentrate on thinking.

Duan Chu maintained the movement of drawing his sword, fine sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, and he rushed in, falling into a dilemma.

Ding, ding, ding!

The sound of swords is getting more and more dense!

Every sword is fiddling with people's minds and driving people crazy.

I don't know how many people come to the "waste weapon" every day to ask for a sword, there are not many people who can meet fate, few people can see the old man, and few people who can ask for a sword are even more rare.

"Waste Weapon" is not a sword seller in the first place, it is just the name of a room.

The leader heard the sound of the sword outside the door becoming more and more urgent, and knew that eighty percent of the people who entered could not even see the old gentleman. He deliberately didn't say anything about the mystery in this, just to let those who don't know the depths of their own strength. He relied on the old gentleman to make a fortune, and he must not annoy the old gentleman, and the people who come to ask for swords in the future must also be carefully selected and selected.

Hu Ran couldn't help but step on her feet and look inside, such a wait was too difficult for her.

The people outside the door may not sound like anything, but Ning Du and Duan Chu already sound like stormy waves, they are like a drop in the ocean, surrounded by swords towering in the sky.

Rush over, or do you retreat?

People who have not explored the "waste weapon" have barely succeeded in passing through this "sword forest" the first time.

Bite!

In reality, there is no sword stabbing at Broken Chu, but there is really a giant sword slashing at Broken Chu!

Ning Du, who hadn't completely stepped into the "Sword Forest", was okay to say, but the swords around him were already aimed at him. With such a powerful sword forest, it is impossible for even Broken Chu to break through.

Sword move!

Rough!

"Retreat?!"

If you don't retreat, you'll die!

Ning Du slowly straightened his fingers.

Duan Chu also regained his grip on the Winding Sword.

The sword roar is at its peak!

The sword of the sky is like the wrath of gods and demons!

The waves are raging!

Bite!

Ding, ding, ding.

Bite......

It was like a gust of wind blowing, and the hanging sword forest was chaotic for a moment, and then gradually regained its calm.

Duan Chu looked up and looked forward, and suddenly found that Ning Du had already passed through the "Sword Forest".

"Did you see the problem of the Sword Forest before me?" Duan Chu was slightly shocked in his heart, withdrew the hand holding the Scroll Sword, and strode forward.

Under the Five Realms, the swordsman can't break through this sword forest! Only by turning himself into a sword can he pass through. Those who can't do this are not worthy to come here and ask for a sword.

Both Duan Chu and Ning Du understood this point before they were able to pass, but Ning Du was a little faster than Duan Chu. However, it was just this point that Ning Du took the first step into the "waste weapon".

After passing through the sword forest, and once you reached the threshold, you entered a dimly lit room.

The room was relatively rudimentary, with an old man with his hair tied up haphazardly sitting cross-legged on the ground, with strange ores and all kinds of iron in front of him.

Wu Yue was still looking down at the remnant sword in his hand and asked, "Two, what sword do you need?"

Sitting cross-legged, he took the Scroll Sword from his back, placed it on his lap, and said, "I beg the old gentleman to finish casting this sword." ”

"No man's sword, not cast. ”

Ning Duye sat down cross-legged and said, "I want to ask Mr. to forge a sword that is light enough." ”

"How light?"

"Light as the wind. ”

Wu Yue chuckled lightly and said, "I am as heavy as a mountain, and my sword is as light as the wind." Such a sword is not cast. ”

Duan Chu was silent for a moment and said, "Isn't it okay to reforge?"

"There's no need. ”

"Understood, sir. Duan Chu withdrew the Scroll Sword, put it behind him again, and walked out without hesitation.

Ning Du remained where he was.

Wu Yue looked down at the sword in his hand, as if there was no one in front of him.

......

Duan Chu walked out of the "waste vessel", glanced at Hu Ran, and strode downstairs. He didn't need to spend time on an irrelevant little girl, and as for the investigation that the princess said, someone would naturally do it, and he didn't need to worry about it. Even the young man who saw Mr. Wu Yue one step ahead of him didn't need to think about it. Although the Comeback Sword was not recast this time, it was enough to get Mr. Wu Yue's reply.

Hu Ran grimaced at Duan Chu's back and said, "Looking at your dejected appearance, you definitely didn't get the sword here!"

An hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Hu Ran was so sleepy that she slept several times, she woke up again, looked up at Shun Er, who was calm and relaxed, wanted to ask but didn't ask, and said to herself: "The young master has been in for so long, why hasn't he come out yet?"