"Second owner, good. You are so kind to the wedding gift, I thank you in advance. ”

I don't like it anymore, for this God of Wealth who gave a heavy gift at the wedding, he should be polite, he still has to be polite. The disciples of the Kunlun Upper Court are all trained, and they will never be faulty when they are polite to outsiders.

"Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say. It's just in my name, and I also sent it for the village. But the third brother has made a bloody investment, and you kid has to admit it. ”

Ye Wei frowned.

"Second brother, don't get involved with me."

"Good, good. Wang Qing, I wonder how the plan is going? I heard from your apprentice who came to carry the weapon, but you are now in full swing under the nose of the Heavenly King. ”

Wang Qing said respectfully.

"The general direction is basically no problem, and there are still some details that need to be consulted by the second owner."

"Silence! The ceremony began immediately. ”

But it was Ye Meng, the owner of the four villages, who presided over the ceremony.

The Ye brothers have a clear division of labor, in the sword house, the sword mound is an acre of three points, Ye Meng's speech is more effective than Ye Ying, the owner of the village.

Ye Hui had no choice but to stand quietly and watch the ceremony.

The disciple next to him brought a basin of clean water.

Ye Meng carefully washed his hands.

Come to the desk.

"Sword, please!"

Slowly opened the wooden box, revealing a delicate sheathed sword inside.

Wang Qing looked at the sword in the box, although he was a little disdainful, but he had to admit that Zhen Nima was beautiful.

It comes from the handwriting of professional designers of the Dadi Hengtong Gang, draws on the images of countless films, television, and games, and then passes through the skillful hands of the master craftsmen of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

It is still to see the true face, but with this scabbard, this hilt, it is almost beyond the scope of a work of art.

The scabbard was hollowed out, and two dragons circled upward, their beards clear and their scales distinct. As if alive, he pounced on the hilt of his sword.

The gauntlet is round, like a jewel chased by a double dragon.

It is hollowed out and carved with various symbols and images that are not aware of it.

The whole sword gives people the feeling that it is quaint, mysterious, and unclear.

"Out of the sword!"

Ye Meng glanced back at Wang Qing, and Wang Qing was stunned.

With a loud bang, Ye Meng drew his sword out of the sheath.

A sudden flash of light flashed, but fortunately, all the people present were masters, and the frowning eased.

Wang Qing stared at the blade and almost laughed.

What the hell, lightsaber?

It seems that Ye Meng has really broken through the rune inlay technique on the sword surface.

The ghost knows how many bright light talismans he has embedded in it, and the rich white light is wrapped around the blade, and the blade inside is almost invisible, it is completely a large light bulb in his hand.

However, if the sword can be inlaid with runes, then...

"Enter!"

Without waiting for Wang Qing to think wildly, Ye Meng made another move.

I saw him come to the huge sword-shaped sculpture and gently insert the long sword in his hand.

As if there was no hindrance, the sword slowly plunged into the stone. until only the hilt of the sword remains.

Suddenly, the people around him became nervous. Wang Qing was also affected by the atmosphere and stared closely.

"Enlightenment!"

Ye Meng pointed at the same time, and pointed at the stone sword, and a sword qi erupted out, which was silently absorbed by the stone sword.

Everyone stared intently at the exposed hilt of the sword, and the huge stone sword.

Wang Qing looked confused at this time, he didn't know how long he would wait, what his reaction would be, and how to calculate success or failure. But the people around him were waiting with serious faces, and he was too embarrassed to ask anyone.

After being bored, he simply released his consciousness and probed to the stone sword.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the divine consciousness was released, a soft sound came from the divine consciousness.

Yes, in his divine sense, Wang Qing was very sure that he did not hear any sound in his ears.

"It's such a pure divine sense, a second-rate can practice such a condensed divine sense, Kunlun's inheritance is really powerful."

The voice continued to come, although the feeling of being poured directly into his mind, without passing through his ears, and without a change in pitch, made Wang Qing extremely uncomfortable. But Wang Qing still knew that he was the owner of the big village.

This is also very weird, obviously that voice has no sense of direction and no sense of intonation, but Wang Qing can confirm it. This is probably the heart sword of the big owner.

"Huh? You kid, what are you doing? You say that your swordsmanship is messy, forget it, that thing is practiced, as long as it's not stupid as a pig, it naturally knows how to streamline. How did you make a mess of Zhihai. Is there a sword, and it is a thunder, but what about the family? It's strange, such a chaotic sea of knowledge, how can the divine sense be so condensed. Hey, boy, what about you, talking, so rude. ”

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of Wang Qing's forehead.

Isn't the owner of the big village very cold, doesn't he speak like a sword?

What the hell is in this consciousness, who is this talker?

The huge gap made Wang Qing a little stunned for a while. Speak? How the Divine Consciousness speaks. This has to do with politeness.

Wang Qing decided to ignore him and continue to explore the stone sword.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the big village did not give up, and his divine consciousness was entangled. Information bombardment is indiscriminate.

"Why don't you speak, don't you speak? It shouldn't be. It's simple. Or shall I teach you? Don't say? Whether you acquiesce or don't want to, you have a kind of reaction..."

A large number of words that were almost self-talking were forcibly stuffed into Wang Qing's mind. Wang Qing couldn't even stop him if he wanted to.

Finally, the owner of the big village may have realized that Wang Qing really didn't know how to use his divine sense. A short message was forced.

That feeling is similar to the feeling of direct input through systematics. Wang Qing didn't want to learn, he couldn't do it, it was deeply engraved in his mind, and he understood it accurately and used it freely in an instant.

"The big owner?"

Wang Qing tried to send a sentence out.

"Yes, yes, it's me. Finally someone will use it. In Zhuangzi, except for the third child, everyone else is a group of waste, and they can't practice their divine senses well. The third child is the same, since he learned it, he closed his consciousness when he saw me and didn't talk to me. ”

"Can the divine consciousness be closed? How could I not. ”

"Of course I didn't teach. Haha, the mistakes made by the third child, I will never make them again. Well, the consciousness is comfortable to speak, and when the mind moves, it can communicate. If it weren't for the sake of accommodating those idiots, I really wouldn't want to say it. ”

"That, big farmer, I want to explore the stone sword, can I?"

"If you want to explore, it's a big deal. But your kendo is shallow, don't indulge in it. That sword qi seems to be just a subtle branch of the Great Dao of Reincarnation, but it is also a behemoth to you. Well, let me tell you, young people don't be too ambitious. The aura dissipates and the avenue of reincarnation disappears, this is a dead end, don't bother it. ”

Wang Qing turned a deaf ear, he was incapable of shielding his divine sense, but he had a Dao heart. Once prepared, the Dao Heart that can intercept negative emotions is no problem to intercept a few trash words.

The divine sense was full of leaning on the stone sword, and suddenly, Wang Qing's eyes darkened.

Well, it's not accurate, he's kept his eyes closed. It should be that the divine sense suddenly went black.

Then, when I sensed it again, I had come to a strange space.

There is no distinction between the top and the bottom, there is no distinction between things and things, and there is chaos.

This feeling is so familiar, as if this is the feeling of entering the sea of knowledge for the first time.

"Well, that's the reincarnation sword qi. Hey, what's your image? ”

Wang Qing was taken aback by Ye Ying, who suddenly appeared beside him.

But when he heard this, he hurriedly turned his consciousness back to himself.

A strange figure appeared in his mind.

The ghost knows how he can still look at himself, and the wonder of divine consciousness is beyond Wang Qing's understanding.

But his image still scared me.

He turned into a sturdy old man with white hair and white beard, and he was blind in one eye.

The most bizarre thing is that he holds a spear in his right hand, a hammer in his left hand, a long sword on his back, heavy iron boots on his feet, and a strange headdress with two long curved horns sticking out of his head.

It took a long time to react, isn't this the inexplicable gods in "Eight Changes of Sword Intent" that I imagined, how did they come together.