"There is no such thing as the best sword here, and it is hard to distinguish between them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEven if you have it, if you take it, you may not be able to keep it. Huang Xuemei shook her head and said.

Jingyang understands her truth, such a simple truth, even if he doesn't say it, he understands it. He turned his head to look at Huang Xuemei, whose face was constantly changing by these strange lights, and said, "Master Xie's teachings, the disciple knows these truths, and what the disciple needs is a good sword in comparison." ”

Huang Xuemei saw that no matter how much she said, it didn't make sense, so she simply stopped talking and let Jingyang go.

Jingyang turned his head again to look at the vast sea of swords.

He did a lot of things, some of them were improvised, some were acting, and some were pandering, but after all, they were going around the plan he had customized for himself. Over time, he didn't know what kind of character he was. Now the self that everyone sees is the self he wants everyone to recognize, so what should the real self look like?

He didn't know, because even if there were really two personalities, even if he had become the real him now, he had to live like this.

Lu Wuqin said that no one knows what the real Prince Dayin should look like, and if he doesn't take the initiative to reveal his identity, then in this vast sea of people, even the Wu Dynasty can't easily find him out.

However, Jingyang knows that there are many things that the Wu Dynasty can do, and it is not as difficult as it sounds to let him take the initiative to expose his identity, he is not considered Emperor Shenwu, but whether it is the ghost prime minister, the princess in power, or the head of the supervision department who started by betraying and betraying, they are all dealing with their own people. Therefore, he needs to hide the identity of the "former crown prince", he needs to hide the "True Dragon Divine Codex" and the true dragon sword, as well as the dragon breath in his own bloodline. Now he hid it very well, and the perfect sigil made even Lin Wushuang, who was the Supreme of the Yuan Sage, not see through it, but it was not enough.

He needed a sword, a sword that would be able to hide himself further.

He has planned many things for himself, and many things may be a little out of his original plan, but he has always followed his plan, but he has no idea about the sword before. Because he didn't think that he could have the right to choose swords in the sword pool at will, and he didn't know what swords the sword pool had. It is precisely because of this that he is now so hesitant to choose here.

Suddenly, Jingyang looked at a miserable white sword, which was stuck in a cliff, not soaked in magma, and was embedded there alone like a lonely and arrogant king, looking indifferently at the land.

There was emotion in his eyes, and from the sword, he felt a strong sense of kindness.

A rush of thunder rolled through the sky. Jingyang turned his head to look at Huang Xuemei, whose face was illuminated by thunder in the distance.

Huang Xuemei's gaze fell on the sword, and then walked towards Jingyang. The first step begins, and all the lava is cut out in either direction, leaving a path for her.

Standing on Jingyang's side, she looked at the sword on the cliff and said, "That sword is called dragon teeth, and the material of the sword is also dragon teeth." ”

"Dragon's teeth." Jingyang murmured.

"I think you should also guess that the ones linked to the dragon character are all related to the family that has perished."

Jingyang smiled, smiled very naturally, without a trace of abnormality, and asked, "The Xuan clan?" ”

Huang Xuemei nodded and said, "The ancestor of this ancient family is said to be the king of demon beasts in ancient times, the dragon. The path of cultivation has brought human civilization, and the way of cultivation has been complete for more than 2,000 years, before which human beings existed in the form of tribes, and the establishment of the first dynasty in the world was only more than 1,600 years old, and the extinction of the dragon clan was thousands of years ago. There is no trace of how such creatures as dragons became extinct, and there are indeed things related to dragons in this family, and all kinds of signs prove that they are descendants of dragons, but this family has never explained the reason for the extinction of dragons. ”

Jingyang thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they don't know either." It's like ...... We are also passed down from generation to generation, not some legendary dragon, but we also don't know who our original ancestors were, only five generations up, and I don't know what the names of that generation of ancestors were. ”

Huang Xuemei nodded and said: "The Xuan clan has only been the emperor for three hundred years, and now it has perished, no matter how much you say, it makes no sense." It's just that I feel that this ancient family has completely cut off its bloodline. ”

"Isn't there another prince who is remnant?"

Huang Xuemei looked at his shoulder and said lightly: "Who knows." ”

Then he looked at the sword and said, "This is the sword of a Yuan Sage of the Xuan clan, named Xuan Bai." Fifteen hundred years ago, he lost to Kong Qi Shizu, defeated here, the sword fell here, the Xuan clan has never sent anyone to get the sword after the emperor, it has been here for more than 1,500 years. ”

Jingyang took a breath and walked towards the sword.

"If you choose this sword, it will make people doubt you even more, and these doubts are always trouble." Seeing that Jingyang seemed to be going to choose this sword, Huang Xuemei was a little worried, knowing that Lu Wuqin had already talked to him about the suspicions of the high-level Wu Dynasty about his identity, she didn't hide it, and reminded.

Jingyang stopped and asked, "Is it really Prince Dayin, will you choose this sword?" ”

Huang Xuemei glanced at him, and after being silent for a few breaths, she said, "The real Prince Dayin may have chosen this sword by taking advantage of everyone's psychology that the real prince would not do this. ”

Jingyang smiled and said, "Master, I think no matter how I choose, even if I just choose an iron sword, people who want to doubt me still have to doubt me, where do I dare to count on a sword, I will clear myself of suspicion." ”

It is true that even though the officials of the Supervision Department have investigated his identity and determined that his identity is not problematic in terms of household registration and other aspects, these still cannot clear their suspicions about him.

If you want not to doubt, it is impossible, Wu Chao will not doubt again only after he has doubted enough, so what he has to do is to hide it well, let this doubt continue, and keep it until the day when he is full-fledged, he takes the initiative to tear everything.

After speaking, he jumped on the cliff, stood on the craggy stone platform that abruptly emerged from the cliff, and after watching for a long time, he took a deep breath, and with one hand, he clenched the hilt of the sword.

As soon as the hand touched the hilt, a roar came from the sword, and the dust that had been covered with the sword flew up from the sword, revealing the clear patterns on it. The dragon head of the hilt of the sword and the pale of the sword body come into view. The intimacy that passed from the sword seemed to have traveled for more than 1,500 years, penetrating deep into the bone marrow.

Jingyang seems to have seen a legendary ancestor of his own fighting fiercely here, falling here, and this sword is here to stay with each other. For 1,500 years, the Xuan clan has never sent anyone to fetch the sword, so it wants to stay here to accompany his master as it wishes.

Of course, Jingyang knows the name of this sword, and of course he knows the story about this sword, and he also knows the legend of the Xuan clan, because he is the last bloodline inheritor of the Xuan clan.

Unlike other swords that release sword intent and run wildly, the sword intent of this sword is always in the sword, and Jing Yang can clearly feel the vicissitudes and domineering spirit transmitted from the sword.

He chose this sword for his own purposes, and it was not as simple as because it was something of the Xuan clan.

This sword accepted him easily, but Jing Yang knew that it shouldn't be so easy for a famous sword to accept him. So he deliberately held the sword for a long time, deliberately stirred his lungs with his vitality, and shook out a mouthful of blood.

Huang Xuemei's expression changed slightly, and she was about to save him, when Jingyang suddenly pulled out the sword.

A burst of sword light illuminated the sword pool, and all the swords let out a humming sound.

Huang Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your vision and luck are good, take pity on this sword, if you know that this sword was born, maybe that poor prince will come to you." ”

Jing Yang smiled and said, "Now that the high-level Wu Dynasty is secretly tracking him down, it is difficult to protect himself, where is the kung fu to come to me." ”

"If he finds you, will you give it back to him?" Huang Xuemei asked for some reason.

Jingyang thought for a while and said, "He's so pitiful, I'll give it back to him." ”

"Poor." Huang Xuemei recalled his words and smiled faintly.

"If you don't choose again, you can leave. I need to remind you that you only have this one chance, and you can't change it. Huang Xuemei looked at him and looked at the appearance of the dragon tooth sword and said.

Jingyang nodded, very sure of his choice.

Huang Xuemei didn't say anything more, and walked with him looking at the way he came.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the thunder and magma light flickered. Jingyang remembered a question and asked, "Diligence?" ”

Huang Xuemei was stunned for a moment, then remembered what she said to him yesterday, and said, "No need." ”

"Don't need it?" Jingyang felt that he had heard it wrong. Yesterday, Huang Xuemei said that she wanted fifty hours of work, and recommended a place like Xi Wulin, so she went to work hard, something happened, and now she suddenly told herself that she didn't need it?

"It's me and you Master Lu who decide together."

Jing Yang understood what was going on, felt a little lost, and a little depressed, and said, "You are doing this just to make Uncle Li, who doesn't like me, change his opinion?" Well, this may indeed have a very important significance, especially for my future development in the Nine Swords Sect and the unity of the sect in the future. But I offended Lin Xi. ”

Huang Xuemei smiled and said without looking back: "You are such a smart and arrogant person, can't you see that you and him will have such a day sooner or later?" ”

Lin Xi hated himself, so it was only a matter of time before he attacked himself, it was just a matter of time before the opportunity appeared. But no matter what, yesterday's events led to today's so-called battle, and their two masters always have to bear a certain responsibility.

Thinking that his master failed to break through the realm, and brought himself here to choose a sword and maintain peace, he couldn't bear to say anything ugly, so he sighed.

"What are you going to do about this?"

"Lin Xi's matter?"

"Well, today he gathered about a dozen people, and traveled together, and did not pass a word to you, but he meant to wait for your arrival at any time."

Jing Yang took the sword and directly changed the topic: "Can Master give me a scabbard?" ”

"Inch in?"

"It's that the scabbard is very expensive, and a scabbard costs dozens of hours."

Huang Xuemei turned her head to look at her, and the side face as soft as her voice made Jingyang can't help but take a few more looks. She said, "Is that an answer to my question?" ”

Jingyang nodded, and the sword intent flying from the hole in front of him made the hair on his temples fly, and said, "I am not only asking for the scabbard, but also answering questions." ”