"Why do you want to change to a knife?" Qiu Xiangshan looked at Han Fei with a slight squint in his eyes and asked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Everyone thought that Qiu Xiangshan would be angry, scolding at the lightest, and beating him at the worst, otherwise it would not be Qiu Xiangshan, but they didn't expect Qiu Xiangshan to be so calm, and he was a little different from him.

"I've always used a knife, and this sword is too light." Han Fei nodded innocently and said, because he only used knives, and he also liked to use knives, and he felt that it was awkward to hold a sword.

"Okay, good, good, it's light." Qiu Xiangshan said three good things in a row.

After a moment of silence, Qiu Xiangshan said again: "Dacheng, you go and find me the iron sword of the Ninth Senior Uncle." ”

The first one in the crowd looked at the old young man with a puzzled expression: "Instructor Qiu, I can't lift it alone......"

Qiu Xiangshan roared: "Nonsense, of course I know that you can't lift it, and if you want to lift it, you will stay in this inner sect for two years, and go to a few more people." ”

A group of people present, except for Feng Xiaoxiao and Liu Yunfei, who all looked at Han Fei with a gloating expression, even Chu Yunping had the idea of watching a good show, his relationship with Han Fei was not very good, how could the young master of the dignified Immortal Sword Villa make a fool, the reason why he chose to stay was completely because of Feng Xiaoxiao.

It is not easy to be able to commit to the Immortal Sect as Chu Yunping and become a disciple of the Immortal Sect.

It didn't take long for Dacheng and the five outer sect disciples to carry an iron sword and shake it like a pig.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, thinking to herself where this is a sword, it is clearly an iron man.

Liu Yunfei looked at the iron sword and fell into deep thought, she had already heard in the Cloud Palace that there was a genius from the Mortal Realm Immortal Sect, who was the Ninth Senior Uncle mentioned in the Qiu Xiang Mountain Pass, the owner of this iron sword.

The Ninth Uncle's real name is Mu Chen, and he is only in his thirties, more than forty years younger than the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, but he became the Ninth Uncle of the Immortal Sect because he was accepted as a closed disciple by the previous Sect Master in his later years.

Speaking of this Ninth Master Uncle, the Immortal Sect will be proud, and the second place in the Mortal Realm Cloud Ladder is this young Ninth Uncle, who was only twenty-five years old at that time.

Liu Yunfei looked at the iron sword that the six people barely lifted, there was countless rust on the iron sword, and even the sword handle was patina, since this ninth master uncle of the Immortal Sect had never used this iron sword since he entered the half-immortal realm.

I heard that this ninth uncle of the Immortal Sect went to travel all over the world after entering the semi-immortal realm, and no one used this iron sword again.

Qiu Xiangshan looked at Han Fei and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Han Dasha touched his head and said: "I don't know what my name is, Xiaoxiao has always called me Han Dasha, but Miss Liu said that my name is Han Fei, in fact, it doesn't matter if I call Han Dasha or Han Fei, as long as I ......"

"What a mess, Han Fei, you give me this sword." Qiu Xiangshan shook his hand to interrupt Han Fei's chatter, and pointed to the iron sword and said.

"Instructor, it's not fair." Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted loudly.

Is that a sword, what Feng Xiaoxiao clearly saw was an iron man, and Han Fei couldn't even hold it, let alone lift it.

"I'm an instructor here, whatever I say is what, if anyone dares to disobey my orders, then just pack up and get out of the Immortal Sect."

"You ......" Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liu Yunfei pulling his sleeves.

Cough!

Qiu Xiangshan cleared his throat and said: "Tell you, don't underestimate this iron sword, this is the sword of the Ninth Uncle, the meteorite fell from the sky in Qianyun Mountain that year, the ancestor wanted to use the meteorite to make dozens of swords, but because the meteorite iron is too hard, no matter how much the blacksmith tries his best, he can't separate the meteorite, looking at such a large piece of meteorite iron, dozens of blacksmiths didn't pay attention, but the ancestor didn't want to waste this good material, so he asked all the blacksmiths near Qianyun Mountain to use meteorite to build this giant sword, but after the giant sword was built, There was no one in the Immortal Sect who could lift it, which made the ancestor cry and laugh. ”

When it comes to this Ninth Uncle, Qiu Xiangshan becomes very serious, and it can be seen that Qiu Xiangshan respects this Ninth Uncle very much.

In fact, almost all the disciples of the Immortal Sect regard the Ninth Master as an idol.

"Instructor Qiu, can't that sect master lift that giant sword?" A disciple in the crowd asked.

"Of course I didn't raise it, otherwise this sword wouldn't have become the sword of the Ninth Senior Uncle, but that was before, and now the sect master can lift it at any time."

"Then how did this sword get into the hands of the Ninth Uncle?" Someone else asked.

Qiu Xiangshan straightened up, as if he felt proud that only he knew about this past, but in fact, he didn't know that there was another person in the crowd who knew.

"Shizu felt a pity that no one could control such a good sword, so he was angry and let people carry the giant sword and throw it down from the top of the mountain, but the next day Shizu felt regretful, so he sent someone to find it, the disciples of Xianzong looked for a day at the foot of the mountain and did not find it, I heard the nearby villagers say that it seems to have been picked up by a cowherding baby, and the disciples of Xianzong don't believe it, so the heavy giant sword needs a few people to lift it, but it was picked up by a teenage cowherding baby, should it be pulled away by the cow."

After a pause, Qiu Xiangshan licked his wrinkled lips and continued: "But on the third day, a disciple of the Immortal Sect who went out saw with his own eyes a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, carrying a giant sword to herd cattle at the foot of the mountain, carrying such a heavy sword but being able to walk freely at the foot of the rugged mountain, the ancestor didn't say a word, put down the medicinal porridge that had not yet drunk a few sips, and hurried down the mountain to find the young man. ”

The master said to the young man, "Little brother, can you play a few times with the sword on your back and show me." ”

The Ninth Uncle shook his head, the Ninth Master was secretly lost, he thought that the Ninth Uncle couldn't move.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu said: "It's okay to play this, but you have to give money, and everyone in the town who plays with guns needs five copper plates, so you have to give it to me...... Four. ”

Shi Zu smiled, took out a jade sword carved from Hetian jade from his pocket, and said, "If you want to play well, I'll give you this." ”

A flash of blazing heat flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes, but he shook his head and said, "I only need four copper plates." ”

Shi Zu could see that the Ninth Senior Uncle obviously liked the short jade sword very much, but insisted that he only needed four copper plates, thinking that the Ninth Senior Uncle felt that the short jade sword was not worth four copper plates, so he said: "Little brother, this jade sword is worth a lot of copper plates." ”

Uncle Jiu shook his head again and said, "My mother said that cannibalism is a good job, taking people's money, and eliminating disasters with others, so I can't ask for more money from you." ”

After listening to the words of the Ninth Uncle, the ancestor was touched, and he really wanted to meet the mother of the Ninth Uncle, and the ancestor was surprised that a peasant woman could say such a great truth.

The ancestor gave the ninth uncle four copper plates, and the ninth uncle then raised his sword and swung it, and the giant sword that a few people could lift was as free as a wooden sword in the hands of the ninth uncle, the giant sword danced, and the waist of the thick tree like a wine barrel was cut off, and the ancestor was amazed.

After Uncle Jiu finished playing with the sword, Shizu insisted on giving the short jade sword to Uncle Jiu, but Uncle Jiu said that he didn't want anything, and then Shizu accepted Uncle Jiu as a closed disciple.

Looking at the group of people who listened to it in the martial arts arena, Qiu Xiangshan was indescribably proud in his heart, and he himself was also fascinated.

"And what's the name of this sword?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

Qiu Xiangshan said: "Hei Tu, but at the beginning, Uncle Nine named this sword Dajian because it was big, but then Uncle Nine used this sword to kill countless enemies, and the name Black Tu spread on the rivers and lakes, and now Uncle Jiu's realm is unfathomable, and he can't use this sword anymore, so this sword has been placed in the Immortal Sect and no one uses it, so it has rust, but everyone who is a disciple of the Inner Sect wants to use this sword, because being able to use the sword of Uncle Jiu is a thing to be proud of. But after Uncle Jiu, no one could lift this sword, let alone lift it, and there were few who could move it. ”

"Instructor Qiu, I heard that Senior Brother Wentwin of the Inner Sect once picked up Black Tu, is it true?" One asked.

Qiu Xiangshan said: "Yes, Winter did pick up Hei Tu and only lasted for three seconds, but that was the only one after the Ninth Master of the Immortal Sect who could make Hei Tu leave the ground." ”

"That's amazing."

"Who's Winter?"

"I've long heard that Senior Brother Winter is a genius, but I didn't expect that even Hei Tu could be moved, which is too good."

Hearing that Winter was able to hug the Black Slaughter, a group of people whispered.

"Instructor Qiu, I want to give it a try."

Suddenly, someone shouted.

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