"What!?"

"Give me the 'Death Scythe'?"

Gao Yue was slightly stunned, and looked at the Second Ancestor of the Sword with a look of surprise, his face was a little strange. Obviously, he didn't expect the Second Sword Ancestor to be so generous.

You must know that the Death Scythe is a half-step forbidden weapon, which is very precious, and many masters of the Broken Realm dream of owning a Death Scythe.

Unfortunately, it has not been possible.

Now, the Second Ancestor of the Sword slashed the Evil Ancestor, and Shun Lì obtained a half-step forbidden weapon-level Death Scythe as a trophy. It should be taken for himself and improve his combat effectiveness, but who would have thought, the Second Ancestor of the Sword didn't hesitate too much, and gave the Death Scythe to Gao Yue!

"Old man, I can't ask for this death scythe. As the saying goes, if you don't return in time today, I'm afraid I won't even be able to protect the Golden Sword Cave Heaven, I already feel guilty, how can I accept this generous gift with peace of mind? ”

Gao Yue groaned slightly, and resolutely rejected the kindness of the Second Ancestor of the Sword.

"Gao Yue, you can take it. I have condensed the sword soul, and from now on, the sword is one, and there will be no need for other magic weapons. The Second Sword Ancestor smiled faintly and directly stuffed the Death Scythe into Gao Yue's hand.

Gao Yue held the Death Scythe, feeling the cold touch from the Death Scythe, and was a little helpless for a while.

The cultivators, elders, and major peak masters of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven all looked at Gao Yue with a look of envy and hatred, dreaming that they could also be appreciated by the Second Sword Ancestor.

"This Death Scythe has been sacrificed and refined by the Evil Ancestor for thousands of years, and the demonic nature is deep, after you confess the Lord with blood, you must sacrifice it when necessary, suppress the demonic nature inside, and use it for your own use. Otherwise, after a long time, not only will you not be able to control this Death Scythe, but you may also be controlled by the Death Scythe, gradually lose your humanity, and become a heinous Demon King! ”

The Second Ancestor of the Sword gave a stern command.

Gao Yue was shocked when she heard this.

"Senior Brother Zhao, otherwise, this Death Scythe is for you to use, you are now the leader of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven, if your strength is improved, going out will also represent the face of our Golden Sword Cave Heaven."

Gao Yue hesitated slightly, and took the initiative to transfer the Death Scythe in his hand to Zhao Xuanhuang.

"Senior brother, you're welcome, since it was given to you by the ancestor, you can accept it with peace of mind." Zhao Xuanhuang couldn't cry or laugh, and waved his hand again and again.

"Zhao Xuanhuang has not been in the Holy King for a long time, his foundation is still shallow, and it is difficult to surrender the demonic nature in the Death Scythe, if I give this Death Scythe to Zhao Xuanhuang, it will really hurt him."

Without waiting for Gao Yue to speak again, the Second Sword Ancestor took the lead.

Hearing this, Gao Yuemao suddenly opened, sighed slightly, and finally respectfully obeyed his fate, and put the Death Scythe in his pocket.

"Ancestor, I have a question in my heart, I don't know if I should talk about it?"

Suddenly, Lin Yi looked at the Second Sword Ancestor with a smile.

"Robbing the body, we are all a family, if you have any questions, just ask, as long as I know, I will definitely know everything."

The Second Ancestor of the Sword carried his hands behind his back and smiled kindly.

"I want to know, what is the quality of the ancestor's natal sword." Lin Yidao.

As soon as the words fell, all the monks present pricked up their ears and looked at the Second Ancestor of the Sword with curiosity one by one.

Feeling the burning gaze of everyone, the Second Sword Ancestor smiled faintly and said without concealment, "My natal sword is just a mortal iron, not a high-quality magic weapon. ”

"What!? The ancestor's natal sword is just a mortal iron? ”

"Impossible, how can it be just a mortal iron? If it was really just a mortal iron, how could he slash the Shattered Realm's Evil Ancestor with a single sword? ”

"The ancestor has now stepped into the broken realm, how can he integrate his life and soul into a mortal iron, if one day, the mortal iron is unfortunately broken, wouldn't the ancestor have to take his life?"

All the monks present were gossiping, and they couldn't believe their ears.

"Hehe, my situation is special."

The Second Sword Ancestor smiled slightly and continued to explain, "Although it is said that this natal sword of mine is only a mortal iron, I am sure that this magic sword was once a divine weapon, but it has gradually degraded over the long years and has been reduced to a mortal iron. ”

"Huh? Once a magic weapon? ”

"This heavy sword seems to have a very good history."

Gao Yue and Zhao Xuanhuang looked at each other for a while.

"To tell you the truth, I strayed into a mysterious illusion more than ten years ago. In the middle of the Phantom Realm, an ancient sword mound was discovered. Inside the sword mound, there are tens of thousands of ancient swords inserted upside down. Most of these ancient swords have decayed, and the few that have been preserved are also broken. ”

"Only this ancient sword is well preserved, so I tried to pull out this ancient sword and keep it for myself. However, I tried hard for six years, but I couldn't succeed. ”

The Second Sword Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"Tut, it turns out that this magic sword was obtained inside a mysterious sword mound. Legend has it that the sword mound is the tomb of the sword in the hand of the swordsman after he retired to the rivers and lakes, or unfortunately died. Because in the eyes of the swordsman, the sword is also alive. ”

"Oh my God, when will I be able to enter such a sword mound and get a divine weapon. I will definitely be able to soar, but unfortunately I have a shallow chance and do not have such luck. ”

"In order to draw the sword, the ancestor spent six years? It's also so strange, why be so unwavering and persistent? After all, this ancient sword looked like nothing more than a mortal iron. ”

Everyone was amazed for a while, and at the same time, they were confused by the behavior of the Second Sword Ancestor.

The Second Sword Ancestor smiled bitterly and said faintly, "At that time, I already felt that my Shouyuan was about to come to an end, even if I went out from inside the Sword Shrine, I am afraid it would be difficult to get any adventures to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Broken Realm." So, instead of wandering aimlessly outside, it is better to practice your sword hard in the sword shrine! ”

After a pause, feeling the doubts in everyone's eyes, Jian Er smiled faintly and said: "Actually, after I failed to try to draw the sword, I didn't prepare to draw the sword again, I just practiced with all my strength in the sword mound, but later, on the fifteenth day of every month, this ancient sword would tremble on its own and let out a whimpering sword groan, which caught my attention." ”

"I feel this ancient sword crying, and there is a mysterious sword intent hidden in the sound of the sword."

The second ancestor of the sword said with a stern face: "So, I began to calm down, wholeheartedly figuring out the sword intent contained in the sword groan, and before I knew it, six years had passed, and on that day, when I finally figured out the sword intent contained in the sword groan, I broke through the bottleneck of the Saint King realm and stepped into the broken realm!" ”

"And, I pulled out this ancient sword without any difficulty."

The Second Sword Ancestor held his head high, with a proud face, "This ancient sword, although it has been reduced to a mortal iron in the long river of time. However, because of it, I was able to gain a new lease of life and realize the profound sword intent. Therefore, the day after I pulled out the ancient sword, I decided to condense the sword soul and merge it with the ancient sword in my hand! ”