"Hey, hey, hey, you can't fool me......"

As I was pushed against the mallet, I protested with Heiye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the protest was ineffective, and the black master just smiled and made a goodbye gesture to me, and then went to the distance under the tree and sat down to cool off.

And by the time I was able to control the direction of my movement, I was actually at the edge of the sword.

Someone came to the sword, and the scream of the sword intensified, after all, it had not been touched by a new owner for hundreds of years. And a piece made by a true immortal, which can really shuttle between people's hearts and minds, can only be matched with a generation of masters like Ma Daoshi.

The mallet roared mournfully, and the gray light of the sword body flickered. The gray light that used to envelop it everywhere is much sharper today.

"Don't ...... Don't be nervous, don't flash that thing, I'm dizzy when I look at it!

I'm too familiar with this kind of ghost or magic weapon, laser weapon! There are only two immortals in my hall, Hei Ye and Qingguang Ghost. Among them, the mana of the black master is mainly reflected in black gas, black smoke, black fog, and black light. In normal times, the black master smiles and grins with you, no matter how you mess with him, there is no, and as long as he releases black gas, it is not the rhythm of the end of the matter if you don't dig up your ancestral grave and plant peonies.

As for the glaucoma ghost...... He is called a Qingguang ghost, and there is only one way. It was also from the glaucoma ghost that I learned to recognize the different meanings of different frequencies of flashing, and now the sharp gray light flashing on the mallet is the rhythm of unloading my thighs.

But the sword flew up and floated in the air, and the blade pointed at me for a moment. Then the gray light emitted from its body dispelled for a moment, and then began to soften.

Hum-hmm! Buzz-hmm!

Instead of a cry of pain, it made a strange, soft vibrating sound, which ...... Why do you look so much like a cat?

I looked at Hei Ye, who was watching the excitement from a distance, and asked him what was going on. And Jiuding Iron Fork Mountain is a magical place for immortals, where everything is possible...... That is, the tree where Hei Ye took advantage of the shade was a watermelon tree, and watermelons grew on the tree.

Hei Ye was eating watermelon there, his mouth was full of watermelon seeds, and he didn't have time to pay attention to me at all.

Well, I shouldn't have counted on him.

At the moment when I looked at Hei Ye, the gray light on the mallet became softer, so soft that it was like a kitten's hair. Even the sword qi that could penetrate Hu Dalong's magic seal without any obstruction was all restricted.

Because the gray light is soft, I have only now really seen the whole picture.

The sword was a little more than three feet long, and it was jet-black and lacklustre, and I don't know what it was made of. Only at the tip of the sword at the very top, a small silver-white edge was faintly revealed. It had no blade, and was blunt like a burning stick.

No wonder the black master called it a mallet.

The mallet floated towards me, rubbing against me. I could feel it trying very hard to shrink its strength, as if it were going to hurt me.

And as it rubbed against me...... Friction...... Some vague images naturally came to my heart.

It was a troubled time, with demons and monsters running rampant everywhere. Even the occasional cultivators are all covered in red dust and burdened by fame and fortune. Even those who don't mess with the red dust and cultivate the way of heaven can't cultivate the way of heaven after all, but they just do a hundred years of useless work. In that hundred years, this sword waited quietly in a deep and dark place.

So a Taoist man dressed in a big hat appeared! With a very high Dao deed, he found the sword and drew it. Since then, one person and one sword, all over the world, during which he has encountered many evil demons and Xuanmen masters, but without exception they have been beheaded by the sword until ......

Until he met a vague figure, the Taoist was armed with a long sword, and he was defeated in less than a round. But who that man was, why he was so strong, and why he was fighting, his memory in this sword was blurred......

The sword only knew that after that defeat, the Taoist took it all the way from the south to the northeast. The opponents encountered along the way were more than ten times stronger than usual, and even if the Daoist was holding this True Immortal Sword, he was injured in several battles, but the Daoist still killed him.

After arriving in the northeast, the Taoist took his sword and went up to a high mountain, which was the Jiuding Iron Fork Mountain, and he saw three demon fairies in human form, which were two women and one man.

plus the Taoist, the four of them went together to talk about something. But before talking, the Taoist wiped the sword on the body, and the sword didn't know anything.

When the sword's consciousness awakened, it was on the cloud platform. The Taoist had already taken a step out, and that step stepped on the clouds of Jiuding Iron Fork Mountain.

The sword regained consciousness, thinking that it would still be the same as before, with the Taoist, roaming the world, so it chirped happily. However, the Taoist smiled bitterly and wiped it on it, so the sword was very horrified to find that all his aura left by the Taoist on the sword for so many years had been erased.

The Taoist smiled bitterly, read a poem, then turned around and threw the sword out, took a step forward to the cloud platform, and threw himself into the vast sea of clouds.

And the sword tried to chase after it, but found that he could never catch up with that step. Although the three demon immortals didn't come to catch it, they didn't let it leave Jiuding Iron Fork Mountain.

So it flew wildly in the mountains, venting the sword qi it had accumulated over the years, and it was also looking around—looking for that Taoist.

And now, it's found!

The mallet circled around me, and the sword roared with joy, indicating that he had waited too long for this day.

But like the Taoist Ma back then, I smiled bitterly, and gently rubbed my hand twice on its sharp, unpretentious sword.

"It's a pity...... I'm a fake, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for the real person......"

But the mallet didn't understand me, and it still circled around me, flying out of various postures, as if telling me what had happened in the past few hundred years.

I stroked it and listened quietly.

Finally, the sword said that he was tired and threw himself into my arms. I held it quietly, let myself hold Yuan Shouichi, and didn't think about anything.

I don't think that's good, at least I've soothed a heart that has been waiting for a hundred years, but is still hot.

Whether in the world of humans or immortals, this is precious.

Just when I and the mallet were both intoxicated, Hei Ye suddenly shouted to me from a distance:

"Come back, boy! The illusion and the magic seal are almost ineffective, and if it finds something wrong, it will immediately dismantle you!"

Although I am still very sad in my heart, it is important to save my life! So I threw my sword to the side and ran to Hei Ye's side as if I were running away, and Hei Ye threw a handful of shadowless sand to cover me.

With a bang, the illusion was lifted, and the golden body was invalid. The illusion that was so real that it couldn't be seen by the sword that knew people's hearts was actually real, so in the perception of the sword, the Ma Daoist who appeared just now disappeared completely.

So the sword plant floated crookedly, shook twice, and suddenly all the gray light dissipated, and it fell to the ground, turning into a black sword with only a little silver edge at the tip of the sword, unpretentious - a mallet sword.

Hei Ye looked at it for a while and sighed:

"This mallet, glass heart...... I was abandoned again just now, and it seems that I am sad and dead. ”