Xuanyuan Hengyi took a deep breath, looked at the north, and said abruptly: "Dun Ti Zhai is a great sect of cultivation in Shenzhou, and it is getting bigger and bigger. Although I am the king of the Celestial Empire, but..."He thought of his humble realm and smiled bitterly, "What I can do is very limited! But I have an ancient divine weapon here, and I will not be able to control it in my lifetime." ”

He looked around, then said, "But maybe you can handle it!"

"The king can't be talking about Xuanyuan Sword, right?" Zhou Shuotian asked with wide eyes and disbelief.

"It's Xuanyuan Sword!"

Si Boqian hurriedly excused himself and said: "King, the Xuanyuan Sword is the weapon of the ancestor Emperor Xuanyuan, not only an ancient divine weapon, but also a symbol of royal power, isn't this appropriate?"

Xuanyuan Hengyi waved his hand and objected: "Now that the situation in Shenzhou is turbulent, and disputes are raging everywhere, it is the time for the divine soldiers to appear in the world and save the common people. If I could control it, I would definitely use it myself!but..."His eyes were full of sorrow, and he sighed, "My muscles and veins have been damaged, and I can't practice!"

"But..."

Si Boqian wanted to argue a few words, but was directly interrupted by Xuanyuan Hengyi and said: "Since it is a divine soldier, it should be held in the hands of a virtuous person, kill the evil and punish the thief!

Xuanyuan Hengyi's words were righteous and ambitious, so that they couldn't refute them.

"Come with me!" Xuanyuan Heng walked in the direction of the armory, and the others also got up and followed closely behind.

The night breeze is breezy, mixed with the aroma of green grass and cool water vapor in the imperial garden, inhaling the heart, making people feel refreshed for a while, and the smell of alcohol is also dissipated.

Wu Zhi, the former leader of the Tiger Wolf Army, once coveted the Xuanyuan Sword, but he tried several times and failed, and the last time, he was attacked by the Xuanyuan Sword and was seriously injured, which also broke his thoughts.

The palace is huge, the courtyards are as many as the stars, and the roads are criss-crossed, like cobwebs, connecting the courtyards together.

Several people followed Xuanyuan Heng around the palace for about a cup of tea before they stopped in front of an inconspicuous stone gate.

Xuanyuan Hengyi groped out a ring-shaped jade pendant from his arms, the jade pendant was pale cyan all over, surrounded by a green dragon connecting head to tail, forming a closed loop, and there were three peculiar inscriptions in the middle. Xuanyuan Hengyi put the jade pendant in a circular card slot on the stone door and pressed it hard.

"Click..."

A series of sounds came from inside the stone gate.

The three inscriptions on the jade pendant lit up one after another, lighting up the eyes of the green dragon.

"Zheng!"

"Poof!"

As if alive, the green dragon began to rotate, and the sound of the machine inside the stone gate became louder and clearer.

"Click..."

"Boom!"

The stone door opened widely, and a cold wind suddenly rushed out of it, startling everyone to wake up from the wine.

Walking into the armory, everyone shivered with cold, and Xuanyuan Hengyi explained: "The armory is actually a basement, which has been straight underground, so it is cold!"

"So that's the case!" Everyone suddenly woke up, and at a glance, the stone steps down could not be seen at a glance, Zhou Shuotian asked, "How deep is this armory?"

"The deepest part, a hundred feet from the ground, has a thousand and one stone steps. Xuanyuan Hengyi looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "It's deeper, but it's naturally no longer a problem for you cultivators!"

"Haha... Of course!"

Xuanyuan Heng looked at everyone, and said with some regret: "I'm weak and can't stand the cold inside, so I won't accompany you, there is not only Xuanyuan Sword in this arsenal, if you like any weapons, just take them out!"

"King Xie!"

Zhou Shuotian couldn't hold back his excitement and took the lead in "rushing" into the arsenal, Si Boqian smiled and followed.

Long Qing bowed respectfully to Xuanyuan Hengyi and said, "In the armory, what is there to serve you?"

"Hehe..."

Xuanyuan Heng looked happy, patted Long Qing's shoulder and sighed: "I didn't expect you to know me best!" He glanced down at the bottomless armory and continued: "In the penultimate room of the armory, there is a palm-sized red sandalwood incense box, please help me take it out!"

"No problem!" Long Qing agreed without hesitation, took Liu Baiqin's hand and turned around and walked down!

The stone steps of the armory are steep and the corridors are so narrow that they can only allow for a maximum of two people to go in parallel, and every ten steps there is a wide platform for transition.

At first, everyone had a lot of energy and walked quite fast, but as they gradually went deeper, their physical strength gradually became exhausted, the humidity became more and more large, and the steps became even more slippery, so the speed slowed down.

After a cup of tea, Zhou Shuotian sat directly on a platform, opened his mouth wide, panting heavily, like a dog lying in front of the door in summer, and saw Si Boqian, Long Qing and Liu Baiqin chasing after him, so he raised his little fat hand and greeted them breathlessly: "Come, come, come... Sit down and take a break!"

Si Boqian leaned against the wall and sat opposite him, while Long Qing and Liu Baiqin sat directly on the stone steps.

"Why is it so stuffy here?" Zhou Shuotian complained.

Si Boqian looked up and down and said, "It is estimated that the space is small, the air cannot be circulated, and we are now underground, and it is normal for it to be stuffy!"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come down. Zhou Shuotian tugged at his neckline, hoping to be cooler.

"Hehe... You can run faster than anyone else!" Long Qing said jokingly.

"Hehe..." Zhou Shuotian scratched his head a little embarrassed, and smirked: "Brother, I just want to see the legendary Xuanyuan Sword!"

He saw that everyone was attacking him, so he turned the spearhead, pointed at Liu Baiqin and said, "Senior Sister Baiqin has always been high, didn't she come down too?"

Liu Baiqin combed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and said lightly: "I'm here to get the Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Uh......"

Si Boqian and Zhou Shuotian didn't expect the quiet Liu Baiqin to be so direct, they didn't react for a while, they looked at Liu Baiqin together, and then looked at Long Qing, Long Qing spread his hands helplessly and said, "I'm also here to get the Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Uh......"

"Things gather by like, people by groups!"

Zhou Shuotian rolled his eyes, and after speaking, he got up directly and continued to probe down.

"A pair made in heaven, a pair on the ground!"

After Si Boqian sighed, he also followed Zhou Shuotian's steps, because he felt that he was really out of place here.

Long Qing and Liu Baiqin looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "We are honest!"

"Haha..."

At this moment, the two hearts beat together, and he took her hand and kneaded it lovingly, as if kneading a fine piece of porcelain, warm and silky.

Liu Baiqin looked at his fiery gaze, and his heart was beating even more, as if he was about to jump out of his heart, and said angrily: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"It's pretty!" Long Qing blurted out.

"Flim tongue!" Liu Baiqin pretended to be angry, withdrew his hand, got up and walked down!

"Hehe..."

Long Qing looked at her flustered back, and his face was full of smiles.

After walking for almost a cup of tea, arches appeared on both sides of the wall, and when they stepped into the arches, it was a stone cave the size of an ordinary room, in which some strange weapons were displayed, and the names of these weapons and their origins were engraved on the stone walls. And so they went into seven or eight rooms in a row.

Zhou Shuotian stood in a stone cave, staring at the words and pictures on the stone wall, rubbing his fat chin, and said with an unfathomable look: "These weapons were captured by the ancestor Emperor Xuanyuan after defeating the enemy!"

"Well, it should be, this mace is the weapon of the tyrant among the seventy-two brothers of Chiyou!" Si Boqian added.

Long Qing felt that the air here was getting duller and duller, so he suggested that everyone go to find the Xuanyuan Sword first, as for these, after finding the Xuanyuan Sword, they could check it slowly.

Everyone else felt that Long Qing was reasonable, and they all agreed, so they continued to walk down together.

The further down I went, the more difficult it was to breathe, and the whole person seemed to be blocked by water-stained strips of cloth, and the more and more I couldn't see and hear clearly.

Si Boqian suddenly leaned against the wall and gasped, beads of sweat crackled down, and he said breathlessly: "I... I can't do it anymore!"

"Boqian, are you okay?" Long Qing was just behind him, so he went up to the wall to support her.

"No... It's okay... It is... I can't breathe!" Si Boqian leaned against the wall and gasped tiredly.

Si Boqian doesn't know how to do anything, he cultivates the Fu Dao, and his physical fitness is much worse than that of martial cultivators, and it is already his limit to be able to come here.

Long Qing handed him the water bladder he was carrying, let him drink a few sips, relieved himself, and then comforted him with some regret: "Your body has reached the limit, why don't you go down!"

"Hehe..."

Si Boqian grinned dryly, looked down helplessly, and said, "That's the only way!"

Zhou Shuotian stood on the platform below, patted his chest and assured Si Boqian: "Boqian, don't worry! I will definitely bring the Xuanyuan Sword up and show you a look!"

"Ahem... Okay!" Si Boqian looked at Zhou Shuotian with a smile on his face and said.

Si Boqian reluctantly stayed where he was to rest, while Long Qing, Liu Baiqin and Zhou Shuotian continued to go deeper.

Long Qing and the others went down for almost a stick of incense, and the three of them finally reached the bottom of the arsenal!

An almost circular space, in the middle of which was a huge stone platform more than half a person high, on which was placed a golden sword, emitting a faint golden light.

"Xuanyuan Sword!" Zhou Shuotian exclaimed with a golden light in his eyes.

"Yes!" Long Qing's eyes also burst out with a blazing light.

"This is Xuanyuan Sword!" Liu Baiqin was the most calm.

Zhou Shuotian looked at Long Qing and Liu Baiqin with earnest eyes and said, "Two, my cultivation is the lowest, you can let me try it first!"

"Yes!"

Both Long Qing and Liu Baiqin agreed.

"Thank you, you two! haha......"

Long Qing rubbed his fat palms excitedly, pursed his lips, and slowly approached Xuanyuan Sword...

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