"What about this one?" ........ "too light.........."

"And what about this one?" ......... "Hmm......... It's still a bit .........."

"Whew......... Where's this sword?" .......... "No, no, no, don't take advantage of it, it's still too light!"

"Bastard boy, you're going to me off?"

The rocks in front of the two of them were already densely covered with Qingfeng, and the young man still shook his head, accidentally satisfied. The angry Qi Qing blew his beard and glared, hating to slap this scoundrel's apprentice to death with one palm. Xu Han was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to argue, he just lowered his head and refused to compromise, and he had to choose the swordsman who meant it!

"The teacher has said that you are not suitable for using a sword, what are you still doing here" Qi Qingqi trembled, looking at the Xuanbing weapons that have been collected over a long period of time, each of which is a valuable treasure, and it can lead to bloody fighting and robbery among the monks in the human world, but now it is only because it is light, and it is abandoned by this apprentice who does not make it!

"Kendo is smart and elegant, if you have a thousand kinds of attacks, I will have a thousand solutions, like the rain of the autumn moon, turning the summer sun into an invisible one!

Xu Han lowered his head to listen to the training, he quietly raised his eyelids and peeked at the manic Qi Qing, and then quickly retracted his gaze, "Master..... I just want to try ......"

"You!"

Tai Qing waved his sleeves and sighed, angrily indisputing, "That's it, just follow you scoundrel once!" As he spoke, he turned over his palm, and behind the slight shimmer of the space in his palm, a six-foot-long and two-palm-wide Xuanzhong ruler sword suddenly appeared!

"Oh, take it, if you don't agree with you anymore, there is no way to be a teacher!"

Xu Han looked at the Xuanzhong ruler sword, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take it. Xu Han was born with divine power, and now he is full of cultivation, and he throws up a boulder of 100,000 catties with all his strength, but when this sword is in hand, his arm still sinks unintentionally, and the young man holds the sword in both hands, and looks at the ugly giant sword in his palm in amazement!

Xu Han let go of the hilt of the sword with his left hand, stood with the sword in his right hand, and moved forward to sweep Qianjun with all the strength of his body, and a whistling sound that made his scalp tingle suddenly sounded in the air!

The air whined heavier, and the black shadow flashed through the void and crashed into the earth in an instant,

"Boom!"

There was a deafening loud sound suddenly under the mountain stream, this rumbling sound seemed to be the unstoppable fall of the rolling stones after the landslide, and even the deafening turbulent sound was instantly covered, and the earth blue rock exploded in all directions where the tip of the sword landed, and the cracks like the width of the children's palms within dozens of zhang crisscrossed each other, and this shocking scar made the quiet and quiet world suddenly unrecognizable!

"Haha, good sword, it's very good!" Xu Han was excited, and looked at Qi Qing with blazing eyes, "Master, this sword is called a name, it's too good!"

"Ahem....." Seeing that the apprentice was so excited, Tai Qing's long-lost old face was slightly red, "This sword has no name.....

"Huh?" Xu Han looked puzzled, "How could such a divine soldier not even have a name?"

This heavy sword is a waste product that Tai Qing practiced when he was still practicing under the seat of Hupu Zi, in order to practice the method of weapon refining. The sword shape and the refining marks on the sword body were all his clumsy crops back then, and they were also the only half-formed swordsmen he refined. After passing this sword, Tai Qing clearly realized that he was not too talented in the method of instrument refining, and if he wanted to refine the art of instrument refining, he first needed to identify the context of communication between all things and heaven and earth, which was too time-consuming, so he simply gave up this method back then, and instead painstakingly practiced the way of true martial arts and talismans!

"Ahem~ Where are there so many questions, nameless is nameless, if you like yourself and its name!"

Tai Qingzi would not explain to this verbose boy what Meng Lang did when he was young, so he said angrily. But after all, he was his own apprentice, and he was not really so irresponsible, so he kindly reminded the apprentice, "This sword is made of Xuanzhong iron ore under the burial Dao Peak, the sword embryo is rough, and the power of the Dao marks on its sword body can only communicate with the monk's meridian vitality." Therefore, it is difficult to conceive spirituality, and you can only rely on Gangyuan to forcibly control the sky, and it is difficult to communicate with our monks' hearts, but you have thought about using it?"

Xu Han easily found a heavy sword that fit his hand, so he couldn't care about these many side details, he just looked down and admired this good partner in the future, and the rough and cold sword body was also dazzling in his eyes.

"Tsk, what a heavy sword, huh....... What do you want to call you?" the young man was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, and suddenly he had an idea, and his eyes were shining and staring at the Xuanzhong Ruler Sword, "How about I call you Wuyue?" Haha, Wuyue Heavy Sword, it's a good name!"

Qi Qing was puzzled, looked at the self-congratulatory young man and asked, "What is the explanation of these five mountains?"

"Hehe~" Xu Han guarded the sword with both arms, for fear that the master would suddenly regret and take back the heavy sword, he scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "It's just that the apprentice has no intention of getting a name, there is no deep meaning!"

Di Qing shook his head slightly, and he didn't have a problem with this tired apprentice. The brilliance flashed in his palm, and a bronze wine pot carved with a gluttonous appearance appeared, and after taking a sip of elixir rain and dew, he looked into the distance, his eyes were slightly cloudy, "The sword is yours, and the name is whatever you want!"

Qi Qing seems to return to the old memories, has always been to Xu Leng's pale complexion unconsciously relaxed a little, the deep gaze reflects hundreds of years of vicissitudes of unforgettable, the robe swayed lightly with the wind, behind his hands, drinking to the waterfall, silent.

Every move of the monk of the Ming Dao realm contains Taoist meaning, and his stomach is full of sorrow, and his long sadness is scattered, and the deafening silver waterfall is still surging and swallowing mountains and rivers, but it seems that someone has cut off his voice, and the roar has suddenly disappeared a lot. Not far away, the verdant forest also lost its color, dim, and black clouds gradually gathered above, and the originally peaceful and pure swaggering earth was instantly depressed.

Although Qi Qing did not intend to release his breath, the wisps of coercion still frightened the young man in front of him. Xu Han's two rows of teeth trembled incessantly, his face was extremely pale, and the figure of the master was like the sacred bird he saw in the sacrificial hall yesterday, majestic and towering!

The Gang Yuan in the Zhou Tian meridians was suddenly obscure and difficult to control, and the surging power of the primordial Dao Sutra in the body had a great tendency to be silent, if he allowed Qi Qing to wield his divine power, then Xu Han was very likely to be suppressed alive here!

"Division....... Master, don't be angry, it's a big deal that the apprentices don't use the sword......." At the end, Xu Han was so frightened that there were tears in his eyes, and he still trembled and let out!

"Huh?"

The young man's voice woke up the sinking past, he opened his eyes suddenly, like a sleeping ancient beast woke up in the present day, the silver waterfall that flowed straight down suddenly reversed, the black clouds that covered the sky exploded instantly, the divine bird shot away, the spirit beast ran through the mountains and forests, and the swaggering mountains seemed to have recovered their vitality from the ice!

When he woke up from his dream, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw the apprentice who was trembling in front of him and barely standing with the Wuyue heavy sword.

"Ahem...... It's okay, I don't blame you for being a teacher, huh..... You stand up first!"

As soon as Pi Qing came back to his senses, he immediately regained his late mother's complexion.

The young man stood up straight with a trembling look, took two steps back without moving, and looked at the old man in horror, not knowing what kind of madness he had......

The master and apprentice stared at each other, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

"Ahem, Fang Cai is just thinking about which method is more suitable for your way among the many sword classics in my Dao Yuan, I don't want to be a little distracted and let out a little breath, you are not hurt, right?"

I believe you're a ghost!

Xu Han almost scolded, but he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, and he didn't have any tricks to play tricks on himself.

Pale and finally a little ruddy again, Xu Han barely put on an ugly smile, "Master, have you thought about it?"