Chapter 18: Please enter the urn.

The murder of Chunyang Palace this time also had a great impact on Zheng Lin, and in this river and lake, there will be many strange and dangerous things waiting for him, and he must be ready to face all this. And the reward that Zheng Lin got this time was a treasure map, and the general content of the treasure map happened to be the Pure Yang Palace.

The unpleasant murder that occurred on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival was quickly forgotten by everyone, at this time, the Chunyang Palace was lit up and down, ready to welcome the arrival of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the people of the various sects and gangs also arrived at the Chunyang Palace one after another, Zheng Lin was more idle, in addition to doing tasks during the day, that is, to welcome the guests who came to the mountain, and at night he followed Qin Ruoyun to study the Taihua Sutra on the Sword Terrace, and the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the people of the Tibetan Sword Villa finally arrived at the Chunyang Palace, and the people who came were Ye Wei and his party. Among them, Tuoba Sinan also followed him to Chunyang Palace to congratulate Li Wusheng on his birthday, and after seeing Zheng Lin, Ye Wei touched his head and said with a smile.

"Presumably this is Zheng Lin's little brother, you are making the major heads fight endlessly!"

Zheng Lin smiled awkwardly, and greeted them into the Pure Yang Palace, inadvertently, his eyes saw the little girl beside Ye Wei, the girl looked similar to his age, but the light and heavy double swords behind him were particularly dazzling, Zheng Lin recognized the names of these two swords at a glance, it was Dragon Flame Feng Han and Haotian, according to the appearance of these two swords in his memory, it should be a small orange martial arts model of the original eighty level, at this time, the two swords in front of him had a hint of light blue light, which made people feel a little dazzling, Zheng Lin rubbed his eyes and said.

"Is this the heavy sword Haotian and the light sword dragon flame seal the cold, it is really a good sword. The Haotian Sword is five feet six inches long and weighs sixty-two pounds. According to legend, when King Mu of Zhou, there were people from the country of the West Pole who came to enter the water and fire, penetrating the golden stone, which was ever-changing and could not be exhausted. King Mu respects him like a god, and he does things like a king. Offering the Haotian Sword, the light and shadow shine, and the king is dizzy and can't be seen. The body of the sword is inscribed with the ancient characters of the sky. After King Mu marched south, an army was exhausted. The gentleman is an ape and a crane, and the villain is an insect and sand. The Haotian Sword has since lost the land of Jingchu. In the first year of Wude, there was a tiger scourge Jingchu Limin, and Ye Yan, a young man in the south of the Yangtze River, stepped forward, killed the tiger in the cave of Changsang, and found the Haotian sword in it. Ye Yan was amazed by the edge of Haotian, and spent half his life studying the way of forging swords, just to forge a sword that matched him. Decades later, Ye Yan went deep into the southern Xinjiang to collect strange iron at the age of seventy, and finally created his ideal peerless sword Yunchang, and he didn't dare to covet the divine sword Haotian anymore, so he left it at the bottom of the deep pool of the Black Dragon Swamp. ”

"And the dragon flame seal is three feet five inches long and weighs eight catties and five taels. The sword dance is like a lightning dance, lingering with the wind. Legend has it that the country of Kurosawa has the Dragon Flame Mountain, out of the divine iron, but it is extremely hot for hundreds of miles, and it has miasma, and mortals cannot take it. Later, there was Mu Feng, the heroic hero of Beiliang swordsmanship, bravely entered this place, smelting divine iron for the sword, and the light of the sword was like electricity, and the gold was cut like mud. If it is polished with decay, it will produce smoke and flames; If you hit it with a golden stone, the fire will flow. Then it was named Dragon Flame Seal Cold. Mu Feng once used this sword to enter the battle, angrily broke the strong enemy of Nanliang, and established a prestige. After many years, it was introduced into Pei Min's hands, and with its sword intent, another set of unpredictable and wonderful sword dances was created. When Pei Min traveled through the Dingjiao River in southern Xinjiang, the sword jumped into the water from its sheath and disappeared without a trace, but he didn't expect to see such an artifact. ”

After listening to Zheng Lin's words, Ye Wei suddenly stopped and said in surprise: "Where did you get these secrets?" This Haotian and Dragon Flame Feng Han were found by a mysterious organization ten years ago, and I spent a lot of money to get them from the auction house, but I didn't expect you to recognize these two swords at a young age. ”

Zheng Lin scratched his head embarrassedly: "Actually, I also read it from the book, but I didn't expect it to be true, and I was lucky to be able to see it." ”

"In that case, then look at my sword again, do you know it?"

Ye Wei pulled out his sword, this sword was blue all over, about three feet long, and the top of the hilt was a ring-shaped dragon, this sword was emitting a faint blue light, Lin Feng touched his chin and said.

"If I'm not mistaken, this sword should be a twin sword, one heavy and one light, Biwang Qingjun's double swords are right, Biwang Qingjun's two swords, it is the sword made by the Great Wei Shengong Sikong Sheng for the peerless swordsman Bi Wang, Sikong Sheng used the Blue Flame Earth Fire God Furnace to refine the Biwang Qingjun Sword, after refining, the blue flames in the furnace were all condensed into the two swords, and the sword furnace was destroyed, and there was no Blue Flame Divine Furnace in the world from now on. Therefore, he also named the two swords Blue Flame Biwang Sword and Blue Flame Qingjun Sword respectively, this is Qingjun, I don't know where Biwang is? ”

Ye Wei suddenly laughed.

"Okay, good, worthy of being the chosen one, I can recognize so many ancient weapons, I gave the Biwang Sword to my younger brother Ye Meng, I still felt a little naΓ―ve and ridiculous when I heard about your deeds before, when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, it was not easy to recognize these swords, and I could tell where they came from, you are very good, continue to work hard, when you come to the Tibetan Sword Villa to study, I will personally teach you to cast swords and recognize swords."

In fact, Zheng Lin is only curious about these weapons, not to mention his love, if he is allowed to choose, he will definitely choose the sword saint at this time, the sword "Black Dragon Cutting Iron" is the sword of his dreams, but he naturally will not say it, he also wants to build a sword of his own, and coming to this virtual world makes him have a strong desire to challenge. On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight fell on the Chunyang Palace, the snowflakes were like ice crystals, the original dark night, it looked so bright at this time, Zheng Lin and Qin Ruoyun did not go to practice, but played with other disciples and elders in the market next to Taiji Square, although it is not very big, but because of Li Wangsheng's birthday, many vendors in the town under the mountain also went to the Chunyang Palace, selling some gadgets or food here, etc.

"Master, it's too boring here, let's go back."

Zheng Lin has always disliked places with a lot of people, he felt that it was too noisy, Qin Ruoyun seemed to feel it, nodded, and took Zheng Lin back, and when he arrived in the room, Qin Ruoyun took out a pair of shoes and handed them to Zheng Lin, saying.

"Apprentice, it's now the Mid-Autumn Festival, I don't have anything good to give you, this is a pair of shoes made by myself, with mink wool in them, I think you will be warmer to wear, I see that your shoes are too thin now, I often see frostbite on your feet, and I can only give you these as a teacher, don't dislike it."

Zheng Lin took the shoes and said with a smile: "This is Master's intention, how can I dislike it, I will definitely wear it every day!" ”

Looking at the smile on Zheng Lin's immature face, Qin Ruoyun also looked very happy. There was nothing to say all night, and in the daytime, it was time for Li Wangsheng's birthday, Taiji Square was full of tables and stools, people from all over the world gathered together, they drank and talked together, so unpleasant, in the banquet, Li Wangsheng stood in the center of Taiji Square with a glass of wine, and said loudly.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is the birthday of the poor road, thank you for your appreciation, and go far and wide to celebrate the birthday of the poor road, please drink this cup with me."

After that, except for the Shaolin monks, everyone took their wine glasses and drank them all, and suddenly someone said: "Master Li Guan, you are so happy today, why don't you put on a show and see it!" ”

Li Wusheng smiled slightly, and said: "We are all people in the rivers and lakes, and the performance program is nothing more than a competition, in order for everyone to have fun, then we will meet friends with martial arts, please come out of the moss dust urn!" ”

After a while, the two disciples took out something similar to a wine jar and placed it next to Li Wangsheng, who touched the lid on it and said.

"This is the moss dust urn, it is a treasure that can form a virtual small world, although it is a treasure, but I think everyone has seen it, it is not an expensive and special treasure, and the most special thing about the moss dust urn is that if you die in the small world inside, there is no harm in returning to the real world, and we can also watch their condition outside, so most of them are used to hold competitions and competitions within the sect, etc., in order to allow everyone to play their true strength, since they want to compete, Everyone can participate, so please do it! ”

As soon as the words fell, Ge Qingfeng stood up and said, "Mo Yu, do you dare to fight?" ”