Chapter 507: Famous Sword Record

"I've said I'm a genius before!" You just don't believe it! Luosang looked at Jiang Wan'er with a smile, and her tone was full of lightness.

"After today's incident, there will definitely be no old disciples who will harass us again in the future! This month, we can practice well, and in the sword test after a month, you can be a blockbuster, little uncle! Jiang Wan'er took a few steps forward, stood on the steps in front of the cave, looked at the beautiful scenery under the mountain, and couldn't help but imagine the sword test in a month, Luosang, who had reached the True Spirit Realm, single-handedly provoked the girder of the Red Lotus Peak and fought the scene of the three thousand disciples of the Colorful Lotus Peak alone.

"Alright, stop dreaming! I'm going to the Sword Pavilion now to learn the sword technique, you can go with me! Lausanne patted Jiang Wan'er on the back and pulled her out of her fantasy state.

"Together! I also want to see the legendary Sword Pavilion of the Nine Heavens Lotus Pond! Uncle, I heard that our Red Lotus Peak has a supreme sword technique of the Nine Heavens Lotus Pond Sword Sect, since it was obtained by the ancestor of the Sword Sect until now, no disciple has been able to successfully cultivate it, even if it was the Qinglian Sword Immortal back then, he was not able to fully comprehend it, but he realized the Qinglian Sword Song because of this. I'm really looking forward to it, if you go to the Sword Pavilion, can you comprehend the Supreme Sword Technique? Hearing that she was going to the Sword Pavilion, Jiang Wan'er was a little excited.

"You weren't like this before, why do you expect so much from me now?" Lausanne looked at Jiang Wan'er's eyes and asked a little funny.

"I didn't know anything about you before, but now I know that you reached the True Spirit Realm at the age of seventeen, so I have faith in you! When I was in Jiang Kingdom, I had heard a lot of deeds of young geniuses, but in those legends, no one had ever been able to reach the True Spirit Realm at the age of seventeen! This is unbelievable, little uncle, you are the most talented person I have ever met! Jiang Wan'er looked at Lausanne with a look of adoration and said.

Lausanne touched his nose a little embarrassed, in fact, he didn't have any talent, his ability mainly came from the elemental power and summoning skills obtained from the Valoran continent, it was with these things that he got the top exercise "Ethereal Record" in the Kyushu world, and got the purple mandala and the spirit of Xuanwu in the Xuanwu Fantasy Realm, thinking about his own journey, although there were setbacks, but on the whole it was still very smooth, it seemed that in the dark, there was a hand of fate pushing him forward, and he didn't know where the future was, can only passively follow the hand of fate forward, the only thing I can do now is to constantly improve my strength, so that I can have enough opportunities to face changes when they come.

"How can I be as godly as you say!" Luosang smiled at Jiang Wan'er, "Cultivating this kind of thing, in addition to talent, you also have to look at hard work and luck!" If you don't work hard, no matter how good your talent is, it's useless! ”

"Uncle, how can you say exactly what my father said?" Jiang Wan'er looked at Lausanne's preaching and was a little helpless.

Luosang looked at Jiang Wan'er with a smile: "You are still young now, you have unlimited potential in the future, you have to work harder while you are young now!"

"You're really a teacher?" Jiang Wan'er couldn't help but laugh when she heard Luosang's voice as if she was endorsing.

"Okay, okay, no kidding, we're going to the Sword Pavilion today, do you want to take my wind dragon or take the egret of the sect?" Luosang walked to Jiang Wan'er's side, looked at the line of egrets flying in the air and asked.

"Let's take the egret of the sect! That dragon of yours is too ostentatious, you better hide your strength first, and then make a splash when it comes to the sword test! Jiang Wan'er looked at the egret flying in the sky like Lausanne.

"Okay!" Lausanne nodded, and then sent a signal to the sky from the Nine Heavens Lotus Pond to summon an egret.

With a heron chirping, two white birds with huge wings flapped out of the line of egrets and flew in front of Lausanne and Jiang Wan'er.

"Good birds!" Jiang Wan'er stretched out her hand and touched the egret's wings, then jumped lightly and jumped onto the egret's back. Lobsang painted a scoop with a gourd and also jumped on the back of the egret.

"Bird, go to the Sword Pavilion!" Jiang Wan'er gently patted the egret's neck, the egret is human, and can understand where Jiang Wan'er is going, their white wings waved lightly, and flew into the sky with Lausanne and Jiang Wan'er.

"Before entering the Sword Pavilion, go up to the Sword Mountain first!"

After a period of flight, the egret had already flown over the Lianzhao Peak Sword Pavilion, and there was a huge stone tablet standing in front of the Sword Pavilion, and the stone tablet had this sentence written on it.

Sword Mountain was on the edge of the Sword Pavilion, Luosang and Jiang Wan'er fell down from the back of the egret, saw the words on the stone tablet of the Sword Pavilion, and walked directly towards the Sword Mountain.

Sword Mountain is found on every peak of the Colorful Lotus Peak, it is a place to provide new disciples with introductory swords, and on top of Sword Mountain, there are many ancient famous swords in the collection, waiting for their destined people.

There is also a stone tablet before Jianshan, and the stone tablet is written with an introduction to the famous sword collected on Jianshan.

Jiang Wan'er pulled Luosang to the stele and began to point to the content on the stele to introduce to Lausanne: "Tenth Chengying."

At the dawn of an ancient day, the moment when the sky was black and white, a pair of hands slowly raised. In the middle of the two hands is a sword hilt, only the hilt of the sword does not see the body of the long sword, but on the north wall there is a faint shadow of the sword, the shadow of the sword only exists for a moment, and then disappears with the coming of day, until dusk, the sky is getting dark, and in the moment of day and night, the shadow of the sword reappeared. Raised hands draw an elegant arc, waving to a tall ancient pine tree next to it, there is a gentle "click" in the ear, the tree body shook slightly, no change, but soon after, the lush pine cover fell leisurely in a gentle southerly wind, flattening the convex circle of annual rings, showing the passage of time. The darker the sky became, the sword returned to nothingness, the ancient twilight closed silently, and there was silence between heaven and earth. This shadowless long sword is in "Liezi. In Tang Wen", the famous sword that was cast in the Shang Dynasty and later hidden by the defender Kong Zhou in the Spring and Autumn Period: Chengying.

Ancient famous sword: It was hidden by Kong Zhou, the defender of the Spring and Autumn Period. Liezi. Tang asked: "Kong Zhou said: 'I have three swords, but the son chooses. …… The second is said to be a shadow, the taste of the cool friend, when the sun and the evening are dusk, the north is observed, if there is something in the light flame, there is no form. It touches things, and there is a sound, and things are not seen through things'. "Wenyuan Yinghua. Tang and Prefecture Governor Eguo Gong Chi Gong inscription": "Jiao divides the shadow, and the goose forgets to return." ”

Ninth Chunjun

During the Spring and Autumn Period, on a sunny afternoon, after several years of lying on the salary and tasting courage, Goujian, the king of Yue, finally defeated the Wu Kingdom, woke up after a sweet afternoon, and was in a very comfortable mood. After drinking a pot of good Longjing new tea, Gou Jian excitedly sent his subordinates to find someone. This person is Xue Candle. Xue Zhu was a native of Qin and was traveling in Yue at this time. Although Xue Zhu is young, he has already made a name for himself in the world and is known as the world's first sword master. After a while, Xue Zhu, who was clear-eyed and polite, arrived. After a polite greeting, the guest and the host took their entourage to the wide outdoor terrace. Yue Wang Goujian loves swords, this terrace is as high as several zhang, the momentum is relaxed, the light is abundant, and it is specially used to see the sword and appreciate the sword. After sitting down, Gou Jian glanced at Xue Zhu beside him, thinking that although this young man was young, he had read countless swords, and ordinary swords would definitely be difficult to enter his eyes, so as soon as Gou Jian opened his mouth, he asked his subordinates to take the two swords that he was quite proud of: Hao Cao and Juque.

Who knows, Xue Zhu looked at it casually, and said casually: "These two swords have shortcomings, the brilliance of Cao Cao is faint, and the texture of Juque is thick, so it can't be regarded as a sword." With that, he was still yawning lazily in the warm sunshine. Gou Jian was quite surprised, he felt very shameless, he thought about it, gritted his teeth, leaned over a personal attendant and commanded a few words, and after a while, the attendant led hundreds of ironclad warriors to escort a sword to the stage. Xue Candle felt amused and asked, "What kind of sword did the king bring with him?" Gou Jian was a little unhappy with Xue Candle's attitude, and he spit out two words angrily: "Chunjun". only heard a "bang", Xue Zhu fell from his seat on his back, the golden hairpin with his hair tied fell to the ground, his long hair fell down, and his face suddenly froze and was sluggish.

After a long time, he suddenly woke up, only to see him leap down the steps on tiptoe, come to the sword, bow deeply, and then arrange his clothes with a solemn expression, take the sword from the hand of the waiter, and carefully knock a few times before slowly pulling the sword out of its sheath. I saw a ball of brilliance blooming out like a hibiscus out of the water, graceful and clear, the carving on the hilt of the sword like the stars running out of a deep light, the sword body, the sun is integrated, like clear water overflowing the pond calmly and soothing, and the blade of the sword is like a cliff standing thousands of feet lofty and majestic...... After a long time, Xue Candle asked in a trembling voice, "Is this Chunjun?!" Gou Jian nodded: Yes," he continued proudly: "Someone wants to exchange a thousand horses and three rich towns and two big cities for this sword, do you think it's okay?" Xue Zhu hurriedly said, "You can't change it." Gou Jian frowned contrivedly and asked, "Why?" You have to be reasonable. Xue Zhu said excitedly and loudly: "Because this sword is the only work of heaven and man.

In order to cast this sword, the thousand-year-old Chi Jin Mountain broke out of the tin, and the water of the Ruoye River dried up and came out of the copper for thousands of years. When the sword was cast, Lei Gong struck the iron, Yu Niang was drenched in water, Jiaolong held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven loaded charcoal. The sword-casting master Ou Yezi inherited the order of the sky, worked hard and worked with the gods to forge and grind for ten years, and this sword was completed. After the sword is completed, the gods return to the sky, the Chijin Mountain is closed as before, if the waves of the Yejiang River rise, Ou Yezi also dies of exhaustion, this sword has become a swan song, and the horse city is full of ......" Gou Jian nodded frequently with satisfaction: "It makes sense, since it is a priceless treasure, I will treasure it forever."

The eighth fish intestine

When the black iron-like eagle flew towards the main hall, Zhuan Zhu was also walking up to the hall with a plum blossom phoenix fish cooked by himself. The sun hunts in the sky, and the eagle flies as fast as ever. The armor in the main hall is displayed, and the dedication is steadily moving forward. The clouds were stunned by the momentum of the eagle and swam away. Wang Wei was attracted by the fragrance of the vegetables in Zhuanzhu's hands, raised his nose, and owed a debt forward, he only saw the dishes but did not see Zhuanzhu. That dish is called plum blossom anchovy, plum blossom is the cold plum of winter, anchovy is the anchovy that only appears in the scorching heat in Taihu Lake in Taihu Lake, broiling, is to use the branches of the cold plum in the harsh winter to roast the anchovy in the Taihu Lake in midsummer. The eagle had already seen the outline of the main hall, and the sky suddenly darkened. Zhuan Zhu had already come to the front of the king's officials, put the dishes on the table, and the lights in the hall were still on. Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and the eagle has already gathered its wings. Wang Wei swallowed his saliva and looked at the delicious food in front of him. Zhuan is steadily breaking the fish with his hands. With a thunderclap, the eagle struck down into the air of the main hall. Wang Yi suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura shoot out from the belly of the fish, and he was stunned.

The fish intestine sword was already out of its sheath (fish belly), it snuggled firmly in Zhuzhu's hand, and quickly forward, two well-trained iron ges crossed in front of it, and the fish intestine sword pierced through the gap, still rushing forward. There are three layers of sinister armor in front of him. The first layer penetrates, the second layer penetrates, and when it penetrates the third layer, the fish intestine sword finds itself in a broken sword. The sword is broken, but the murderous spirit is not broken. The fish intestine sword still moved forward. When the flying eagle smashed the main hall, the fish intestine sword also advanced into the heart of the king. The Flying Eagle whistled contentedly as he fell. The half-broken fish intestine sword hummed a silent song in the waning heartbeat of the king's bureaucracy. Zhuanzhu, who was knocked down by the rain of blades and swords, used his last strength to smile lonely at the ground under his face.

tied for the seventh, sixth, and Mo evil

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie are two swords, but no one can separate them. Gan Jiang and Mo Xie are two people, and similarly, no one can separate them (her). The cadres and Mo Xie are the two swords forged by the cadres and Mo Ye. The cadre is a male sword, and Mo Xie is a female sword. The cadre is the husband, and Mo Xie is the wife. The cadres are very hardworking, and Mo Ye is very gentle. When the cadre forged a sword for King Wu, Mo Xie fanned the fan for the cadre and wiped his sweat. Three months passed, and the cadre sighed. Mo Ye also shed tears. Mo Xie knew why the cadre sighed, because the essence of gold and iron extracted from the five mountains and six rivers in the furnace could not be melted, and if the iron did not melt, the sword could not be cast. The cadre also knew why Mo Ye was crying, because if the sword could not be cast, he would have to be killed by King Wu. The cadre still sighed, but one night, Mo Ye suddenly smiled.

Seeing Mo Xie laughing, the cadre suddenly became scared, the cadre knew why Mo Xie was laughing, and the cadre said to Mo Xie: Mo Xie, you must not do it. Mo Xie didn't say anything, she just laughed. When the cadre woke up, he found that Mo Xie was not around. The cadre is like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he knows where Mo Ye is. Mo Xie stood on the wall of the towering sword-casting furnace, his skirt fluttering, like a fairy. Mo Ye saw the figure of the cadre rushing from a distance in the faint morning light. She laughed, and she heard the cadre shouting hoarsely: Mo Xie...... Mo Ye was still laughing, but tears were also flowing down at the same time. The cadre also shed tears, and in the blur of tears, he saw Mo Ye falling, and he heard Mo Ye finally say to him: Gan Jiang, I am not dead, we will still be together...... The molten iron melted, and the sword was cast.

One male and one female, named the cadre Mo Xie, the cadre will only dedicate the "cadre" to King Wu. The news of the cadre's private possession of "Mo Evil" was soon known by King Wu, and the warriors surrounded the cadre, and the cadre was captured, he opened the sword box and asked in despair inside: Mo Evil, how can we be together? The sword suddenly jumped out of the box, turned into a beautiful white dragon, and flew away, and at the same time, the cadre suddenly disappeared without a trace. When the cadre disappeared, the "cadre" sword beside King Wu did not know where to go.

And thousands of miles away in the desolate poor city of county, a young white dragon suddenly appeared in a large lake called Yanpingjin (Yanping Lake). This white dragon is beautiful and kind, calling for the wind and rain for the people, the desolate poor city and county gradually adjust the wind and rain, the five grains are abundant, and the name of the county town is also changed from the poor city to Fengcheng. However, the locals often find that this white dragon looks at the lake in Yanpingjin almost every day, as if waiting for something, and some people also see that it often has tears in its eyes. Six hundred years have passed. By chance, when Lei Huan was building the city wall, Fengcheng County ordered Lei Huan to dig out a stone box from the ground, which contained a sword, which was engraved with the word "cadre", Lei Huan was very happy and took this famous sword that had been recited for a long time with him. One day, Lei Huan passed by Yanpingjin Lake, and the sword in his waist suddenly jumped out of the sheath and jumped into the water, when Lei Huan was stunned, the water surface surged, and the black and white double dragon jumped out, and the double dragon nodded to Lei Huan frequently to thank him, and then, the two dragons' necks were entangled and grinding, and they both dived into the water and disappeared. The people who have lived in Fengcheng County for generations found that the white dragon, which was said to have existed for more than 600 years, suddenly disappeared with tears in their eyes on the surface of Yanpingjin Lake every day.

And the next day, an ordinary little couple moved in the county. The husband was an excellent blacksmith with great skills, but he only used his heart to forge ordinary farm tools that could not earn a few dollars, but refused to make weapons that were very profitable, and while he was working, his little wife was always by the side to fan him and wipe his sweat. ”