"A sword is a sword, it's a dead thing, it's not a cat or a dog creature, and it can still be psychic?"

Seeing Qin Feng's move of closing his eyes and communicating with the short sword, Bai Zhentian was very unimpressed, but he didn't say anything to interfere with Qin Feng, he also wanted to see what Qin Feng could figure out.

More importantly, Bai Zhentian knew that his father had cultivated himself over the years, and although he was getting older, his kung fu had become extremely pure, and with his cultivation now in the prime of life, it was difficult to bargain in his father's hands.

So Bai Zhentian is not sure now, what Qin Feng said must be wrong, after all, the old father has never said anything in his life, and this sword may not really hide any secrets.

"Why do you have to close your eyes when you look at a sword?"

Liu Zimo saw that the atmosphere in the arena became a little nervous, and couldn't help but walk up to Bai Zhentian and whispered, "Uncle Bai, what is Qin Feng doing?" The mysterious ......"

"Just look at it, where did you get so much nonsense?" Bai Zhentian didn't dare to show his face at the old father, but he naturally didn't have the slightest pressure to scold Liu Zimo.

"Hmph, I don't think you understand."

Liu Zimo pursed his lips when he heard this, but he was thinking about Ming'er's Hongmen meeting, it stands to reason that he is now the deputy hall master of Zhongyi Hall, and he can be regarded as the number one big man in Hongmen.

However, Liu Zimo doesn't care much about this identity, he thinks that after having this identity, he will be able to withdraw from school justifiably, and then find a reason to go to China so that he can carry out his own plan to pick up girls.

"Huh? This sword seems to be very sensitive to the sensing of true qi, huh? ”

At this time, Qin Feng had already poured all his mind into this sword in his palm, but no matter how much he used his divine sense or concentrated on communicating with it, he couldn't arouse the resonance of the short sword.

But when Qin Feng inadvertently instilled a trace of true qi into the sword's body, he seemed to hear a cheerful crisp sound from this short sword, and Qin Feng could confirm it. This is definitely not his delusion.

With a movement in his heart, Qin Feng encouraged his true qi and poured it into the sword body without reservation, and he gradually found that the sword body of this short sword seemed to become brighter.

"It's done!"

When Qin Feng had instilled his true qi to a certain extent, he suddenly had a feeling that he was connected to the blood of the short sword. Subconsciously waved his hand.

With Qin Feng's movements, the short sword suddenly turned into a cold light and silently pierced into the wall in front of him, and at this time, Qin Feng still had his eyes closed.

"Come back!"

Although the short sword was out of his hand, Qin Feng could still feel that he had a slight connection with it, he tried to move, and the short sword actually seemed to be spiritual, with Qin Feng's words. In an instant, it appeared in the palm of his hand again.

"This ...... Is this really a fairy sword? ”

Qin Feng opened his eyes suddenly, staring at this short sword, if he couldn't still feel the connection between the short sword and it, he would even think that what happened just now was just his own illusion.

"Huh? How did the contact get disconnected? ”

Just when Qin Feng was shocked and inexplicable, the connection between his heart and the short sword was suddenly cut off without warning, and the short sword returned to its previous appearance.

"No, I can't. I'm going to try again......"

Qin Feng had long forgotten that there were still people around him at this time, and his mind was completely attracted by this short sword. At that moment, the true qi was poured into the short sword.

"Thankfully, it's back." When the short sword accepted part of Qin Feng's true qi, the feeling of flesh and blood appeared in Qin Feng's heart again.

"Slash!" Qin Feng's mind moved, and the short sword suddenly appeared above the incense table in the middle of the room, and fell down suddenly.

With the action of the short sword. The air seemed to be drawn a ripple, and after a gust of wind, the rectangular table made of yellow pears was neatly broken from the middle.

"Returning to the ......" Qin Feng beckoned again, and the short sword turned into a black light. Lightning-like appeared in Qin Feng's palm again.

"Haha, haha!!"

After the second attempt, Qin Feng finally knew that this was not his illusion, and he was ecstatic for a while, he didn't expect that this was really a baby.

"Qin Feng, what's going on?"

Bai Zhentian and the others who were guarding the side were already dumbfounded, because the speed of the short sword was too fast, before they could figure out what was going on, the Huanghuali board collapsed.

Even Old Man Bai and Bai Bin, who knew the inside story, also looked at each other, although they knew that this short sword was extremely sharp after being injected with true qi, they never thought that this short sword could automatically fly back after being shot.

"This sword can communicate with people's hearts......"

After hearing Bai Zhentian's words, Qin Feng raised his head, and when he was about to explain, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and his body involuntarily moved forward.

Qin Feng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his body's reaction is almost instinctive, seeing that his face is about to hit the ground, his waist is twisted violently, and his back is facing the ground.

"Bang!"

Qin Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, and everyone was stunned by this scene, they didn't know which one Qin Feng was playing? What are you doing to lie on the ground?

"Hey, Qin Feng, what are you doing? Is it comfortable to lie on the ground? Liu Zimo, who was nervous, walked up to Qin Feng and touched his body with his foot.

"Huh? What's going on, this ...... Is this fainting? ”

Liu Zimo is also a martial arts student, after touching Qin Feng and not reacting, he squatted down at the moment, and when he looked at it, he suddenly found that Qin Feng's breathing was weak, and his face became unusually pale.

"What's going on?"

The sudden change made the old man Bai who was sitting at the top stand up, grabbed Qin Feng's side in a few steps, and put the two fingers of his right hand on the pulse of Qin Feng's wrist.

"Life is fine, and his true qi in his body is abundant, this ...... Could it be that the spirit is overdrawn? After checking Qin Feng's pulse, Old Man Bai's brows furrowed deeply.

Old Man Bai could also stimulate the magic of this short sword before, but it could only produce a one-meter-long gang qi, and it couldn't attack out of his body, and there seemed to be no sequelae.

"I ...... I'm fine. ”

Just when Old Man Bai's brows were tightly knit and puzzled, Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand and said, "Manipulating this thing is really too exhausting. I'm afraid I can only manipulate it once a day at most......"

Just when Qin Feng raised his head just now, he suddenly felt a headache, the roof and the ground were spinning rapidly, Qin Feng couldn't control his body at all, he could only let it fall to the ground.

The dizziness came and went as quickly as possible, lying on the ground for so many minutes. Qin Feng felt that his consciousness had returned to his brain, and he had also regained control of his body.

However, at this time, although Qin Feng didn't feel anything physically, his spirit was extremely tired, and he felt like he hadn't slept for three days and three nights, and he just wanted to lie on the bed and have a good rest.

Qin Feng has been in excellent health since he was a child, but even colds rarely occur, and it is impossible for him to suddenly fall ill. So after thinking about it, the root should be in the manipulation of the short sword just now.

"Qin Feng, you...... What did you say? ”

After hearing Qin Feng's almost self-muttering words, Bai Zhentian's eyes were about to pop out, and he stammered, "You...... You mean, you cut the table with your dagger? ”

First, because the short sword was dark throughout, it was not very eye-catching, and secondly, Qin Feng used his consciousness to resist the sword. It's so fast that it's almost beyond what the naked eye can see.

So although Qin Feng shot twice. But Bai Zhentian and the others didn't see any clues, especially when the short sword shot into the wall for the first time, they didn't even know it.

"Of course it was cut by this sword."

Qin Feng slowly sat up, shook his still groggy head vigorously, took the sword in his hand, and said, "This sword is not a fish intestine." It can also be called a divine object, I'm afraid none of the ten famous swords can compare with it......"

Qin Feng was in the Palace Museum, and he had seen many swords used by Qing Dynasty emperors, although those swords were also sharp, but there was no comparison with this sword at all. Even if it is a Goujian sword, it does not have the psychic characteristics of this short sword.

"Qin Feng, this sword should be a fish intestine, you see that it has winding lines all over its body, isn't it just like a fish's intestines?"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Old Man Bai opened his mouth to explain a few words, then looked at Qin Feng with a puzzled expression, and said, "Xiao Qin, I have been studying this sword for some time, why can't I put it away as freely as you?" ”

As he spoke, Old Man Bai took the short sword from Qin Feng's hand, and after a stream of true qi was injected, he waved it behind him casually, only to hear a "snort", the air rippled, and the Taishi chair behind him was split in half.

"This ...... It's also too ...... It's so fucking goddamn right? ”

Qin Feng's movements just now were too fast, and everyone didn't see them clearly, but Old Man Bai's sword-swinging action was clearly seen by them, and Liu Zimo couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Well, it's most likely the Fish Intestine Sword."

Seeing Old Man Bai's movements, Qin Feng nodded, stood up strongly, shook a few times, and said: "I suspect that the assassination of King Wu back then also used the sword technique, otherwise King Wu had many guards, and no matter how sharp this short sword was, it would be difficult for him to take King Wu's life......"

"But...... But how exactly was this sword forged? ”

Qin Feng's face suddenly showed a confused look, and he muttered, "Is it really as the ancients said, you have to sacrifice your own life to forge a sword with spirituality?" ”

Qin Feng had seen in some classics that the ancient swordsmiths, in order to forge a peerless sword, would often sacrifice some of their own blood or that of their relatives, so that the sword was spiritual.

There are even some extreme swordsmiths, when the sword is about to be baked, they will even jump into the sword-casting furnace and sacrifice the sword to make the sword a great success.

When he saw these allusions before, Qin Feng thought they were myths and stories, but after he tried to use the Consciousness Imperial Sword, he no longer dared to think that those allusions were the nonsense of the ancients.

"I'll try, I'll try......"

No one cared about what Qin Feng was thinking, and after Bai Zhentian took over the short sword from his father, he also injected his true qi into it, wanting to force out the sword qi that was released.

"Snort", the air in front of Bai Zhentian was stimulated by the qi released by the short sword, but the momentum was much worse than that of Old Man Bai, not to mention Qin Feng's actions just now.

"I'll come, I'll try it too......" Liu Zimo couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and after snatching the short sword, he also injected his true qi into it.

It's just that no matter how Liu Zimo wields the short sword, the short sword has not changed, and there is no trace of sword qi overflowing from the short sword, which makes Liu Zimo feel disappointed.

"Grandma's, isn't this bullying?"

Liu Zimo handed the short sword back to Bai Zhentian stupidly, he knew in his heart that maybe his cultivation was too shallow, which caused him to be unable to drive this sword.

After Liu Zimo, Cao Guoliang also tried it, but his talent was not in martial arts, and his kung fu was inferior to Liu Zimo, so naturally he couldn't drive this short sword.

"Xiao Qin, you...... How can you throw it out and get it back? ”

Old Man Bai had already figured out the characteristics of this sword, and what he was concerned with at this time was, how could Qin Feng use this sword like that? It really looks like the legendary flying sword.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was the heyday of the legend of the swordsman.

Such as the Red Line Female Empty Sky and the like, they can fly swords thousands of miles away to take the enemy's head, although Qin Feng's few strokes just now are still a little far, but they are a little bit interesting.

"I don't know ...... this"

Qin Feng scratched his head when he heard this, he just felt that the true qi in the sword body was still related to him, and he subconsciously wanted to recall it, but what was going on, he was also confused now.

And the headache just now made Qin Feng dare not try to manipulate the short sword anymore, if there will be any hidden dangers left, it will inevitably outweigh the losses.

"Providence, providence!"

Old Man Bai sighed and said, "My son has a sword without knowing it, and treats it as a mundane thing, and although I know that it is precious, I can't exert its due power, only Qin Feng You are its true master......"

Staying in his hands for more than ten years, Bai Shannan played with it almost every day, but at this time he finally understood that this thing had nothing to do with him, if it wasn't for seeing Qin Feng today, he wouldn't even know that this sword could be used like this.

"Hey, old man, this ...... This makes it impossible to ......"

Qin Feng didn't know the preciousness of this sword at first, so he accepted it, but after the scene just now, he knew that this short sword couldn't be measured by money at all.

Therefore, even if Qin Feng liked this short sword very much, he didn't dare to accept this gift from Old Man Bai, because this object was too valuable.

"Why, look down on the old man, do I?"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Old Man Bai suddenly straightened his face, pointed at his son and Cao Guoliang and said, "You ask them, when did I take back what I said?" Do you really want to make me lose my words, old man? ”

After living for more than ninety years, Old Man Bai has already seen through the world, even if he owns the entire shijie during his lifetime, he will be a bowl of loess after death, and he will not be able to occupy the tomb of Sanzhang.

So the old man is really open-minded, and when he gave the short sword to Qin Feng, he can be regarded as having an understanding of his heart, such a precious object cannot be broken in his own hands.

"Qin Feng, your father gave it to you, you can accept it."

Seeing the old father glaring at him with his eyes, Bai Zhentian couldn't help but say: "The old man has always given a meeting gift when he sees the younger generation, and he has never taken back the things he gave out of the old man......"

To be honest, Bai Zhentian was also very hot at this short sword.

However, Bai Zhentian is in a different position now, even if he leaves the short sword, I am afraid that there are not many opportunities to come in handy in the future, but it is better to give it to Qin Fengluo for personal favors. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: The two shifts are over, and I ask for a recommended ticket for a monthly pass!!