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Chapter 192 is not unaffordable

Liu Dashao smiled awkwardly and stroked the sword body: "Hey, how can you still take it seriously if you are joking, whether you can't afford to play, whether you can't afford to play." An authentic Central Plains official dialect popped out.

The heavenly sword trembled twice and regained its calm, the breeze came slowly, Liu Mingzhi reinserted the heavenly sword into the scabbard, and looked at Wen Renzheng who was standing with his back with his hands in both hands with a serious expression: "The old man is not blessed with a sword boy, you should keep it yourself, after all, it is your beloved thing, and the kid can't take possession of it because of what he loves." ”

Wen Renzheng's eyes were full of nostalgia and looked at the heavenly sword in Liu Dashao's hand and shook his head slightly: "The heavenly sword is a divine object, those who are destined to get it, the moment you pull out the heavenly sword, it no longer belongs to the old decay, from today onwards it has only one owner, that is you Liu Mingzhi, and only you can pull it out." ”

Liu Mingzhi looked at the heavenly sword in his hand suspiciously, is it so mysterious? You're not lying to me.

Seeing Liu Mingzhi's expression, Wen Renzheng, an old man, still didn't know what he was thinking: "Everything has spirituality, especially weapons, mounts and other things. They are proud enough, and their treasures are never chosen by others, they only choose the right master for themselves. Suddenly, Wen Renzheng stretched out his hand to pull out the heavenly sword in Liu Mingzhi's hand, and the sword body trembled, but there was no gap between the sword body and the scabbard, and he stayed in Liu Mingzhi's hand without moving.

It's hard to imagine that Yiwen Renzheng's ability to cross the void can't pull out a sword, it's simply incredible.

Liu Mingzhi gently flicked the sword body without believing in evil, and the cold light once again reflected the entire pavilion inside and outside, exuding a chilling atmosphere, Liu Mingzhi reinserted the sword body into the scabbard, and the surroundings fell into a warm and warm appearance again.

"Ya, it's more awesome than dripping blood to recognize the Lord, is this really a sword?"

"Heavenly sword, also known as Tianwen, it is rumored that this sword was cast by more than 100 heavenly craftsmen during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period with three years of painstaking efforts, the sword body of the heavenly sword is said to be taken from a piece of meteoric iron outside the sky, the day of the sword changes color, thunder and lightning, the day of the formation of the sword body, one hundred heavenly craftsmen are all lost and died of the essence and blood of the whole body, this sword has been cast by the day of thousands of years, has changed fourteen masters, more than 7,800 bodies of blood.

As for the truth and falsehood, it has been impossible to study it, and it has been passed to the hands of the old decay to drink six hundred and six blood, without a single soul, the sword body is cold, and the iron is sharpened like clay, and the weapons that can be compared with it today are only known to you in the future, you are the fifteenth master it recognizes, and the divine soldier chooses the master, and has its own cause and effect. ”

Liu Mingzhi couldn't imagine that the sword in his hand still had such a glorious history: "Old man, the weapon cast on his sword is the Heavenly Sword, why is it called Heavenly Question?" ”

"In the beginning of time, who preached it? If you don't do it up and down, why should you take the test? Who can do it? Feng Yi is only like an image, how can he know it, it is clear that he is clear, but what is the time? ”

"Qu Zitian's question?" Liu Dashao seems to have read this hand-me-down article, but it is too profound, and Liu Mingzhi doesn't understand what it means.

Wen Renzheng nodded: "Yes, it is Qu Zi's Tianwen, legend has it that the name of Tianwen is that his second-generation master took down the name of this sword with the help of Qu Zi's Tianwen, Tianwen, and there is another saying that the heavenly sword is cast by the meteorite iron outside the sky, so his master asked the sky about the source of this sword, but it is all passed on by word of mouth, the time is too long, no one knows how much water it contains, more and more people do not know that the heavenly sword also has a name called Tianwen, most of them call the name of its sword body, Tianjian. ”

"Soga sees, but who is his second master?"

Wen Renzheng sighed, looked at Liu Mingzhi in a complicated way, and whispered three words.

Liu Dashao looked at the old man in disbelief, he only hated books at this time, and he hated less when he used them, and he couldn't do anything else except for the groove. Is it so awesome?

"Old man, don't lie to me if I don't read much!"

"Now you are his master, and everything in the past has gone with the wind, so what's the difference if it's true or not?"

"The old man is right, what does it matter if it's true or not? The boy was just a little shocked, if he was really the second owner of this sword, the boy really picked up the treasure. ”

ps: I'm afraid of hitting lightning when I write anything, I have to be careful and tired.