After getting the answer, Osson took a wild breath.

Immediately, an expression of extreme excitement appeared on his face.

At all, he also cares about Liu Ziang, his eyes stay on the wooden box, constantly wandering, looking at it.

At the same time, he kept muttering in his mouth.

"The old ancestor has appeared, the old ancestor has appeared."

In that way, it seemed that only Liu Ziang asked him to kneel, and he would immediately kneel to Liu Ziang.

Smiled helplessly at Xu Ling, Liu Ziang asked Ou Sheng, "The sword in the coffin, do you know much about it?" ”

"Of course!" Ou Sheng kept nodding, "The sword in the coffin is a unique masterpiece of our Ou family in the past two thousand years." I'm afraid that the ancestors of Ou Yezi can't make anything better than this in the next generation. ”

"I remember exactly how the sword was made, and who the 300,000 heroic souls were." Ou Sheng pointed to his brain, and then stared at the golden coffin behind Liu Ziang with burning eyes.

Looking at his appearance, his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

For a while, Liu Ziang smiled, "Don't look at it, I'll see it later." ”

"There are some problems with Shentu, I need you to take a good look." Immediately afterwards, Xu Ling said to Ou Sheng.

Suddenly, Ou Sheng's eyes, which were almost about to erupt into fire, swelled brightly.

Without saying a word, he hurriedly introduced Liu Ziang, Xu Ling and Ling'er into the blacksmith shop.

In addition to the blacksmith shop outside, there is also a sample utility room inside.

After entering the utility room, Liu Ziang hurriedly untied the wooden box behind him, and at the same time carefully told Ou Sheng about the strange things that happened on the sword.

There is no doubt that Liu Ziang explained every detail clearly.

He even told who the figure that suddenly appeared on the sword was most likely.

Ou Sheng is a descendant of Ou Yezi, and he must be very meticulous about Shentu Jian's sword.

After all, this sword was originally built by Ou Yezi in the Great Qin era on the orders of the emperor.

After listening to Liu Ziji's story, Ou Sheng frowned, and muttered quietly while staring at the wooden box.

"This is impossible, among the people who sacrifice the sword, there is no royal family."

"The one you're talking about is even more unlikely."

Raising his head, he looked towards Liu Ziang and Xu Ling, "The Ou family has a handbook that has been passed down from generation to generation, which records in detail the names of the 300,000 heroic souls who sacrificed the sword during their lifetime. ”

"None of this can be left alone for the time being. I just need to make sure that my ancestors don't drop the chain at a critical moment. "I have long guessed that it is very likely that even from the Ou family, I will not get the answer I want.

It was Liu Ziang who had no hope at the beginning.

And when Ou Sheng's words fell, Liu Ziang immediately said to him.

Ou Sheng immediately smiled, and then said to Liu Ziang: "Then trouble you, open the coffin." ”

Liu Ziang nodded, opened the wooden box, and lifted the golden coffin inside the wooden box out.

Seeing the golden coffin appear, Ou Sheng's eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.

He stared at the golden coffin, not even daring to breathe.

"Ling'er, you stand back!" With his hand on the golden coffin, Liu Ziang turned his head to Ling'er and said.

Shen Tu is a murderer, very unapproachable.

And he specializes in the undead evil.

Although Ling'er is not a real immortal evil, she has been transformed by the secret art of immortality after all.

With Liu Ziang's understanding of the Shentu Fierce Sword, it is very likely that it will aim its first target at Ling'er.

Ling'er was very obedient and stepped back obediently.

Then, Liu Ziang gently pushed the lid of the golden coffin.

As the gap in the coffin lid grew larger and wider, so did Wolfon's eyes.

"Bang!"

With a soft thud, the lid fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the red light was magnificent.

At the same moment, Ou Sheng shuddered.

It's not just him.

Everyone on the entire floor shuddered at this time.

They all inexplicably felt a chill rush to their backs.

Even those with a strong sixth sense faintly heard bursts of cries and shouts of killing.

"This?"

Shen Tu Jian, from the appearance of the can't see anything good.

But watching the sword and the sword, like the rest of the West, is also a layman to see the excitement, and an insider to see the doorway.

Many people just think that the better the sword, the more beautiful it must be.

But it's the opposite.

A good sword is always hidden inside.

The same is true of Shentu Sword, except for the special power brought by 300,000 heroic souls, no matter how you look at it, it is ordinary.

But Ou Sheng trembled with excitement the moment he saw the sword.

As if he had lost his soul, he stretched out his hands and held it towards the sword in the coffin.

"Wait a minute!" Liu Ziang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him. "I'll have to sacrifice first."

"It's fine!" Ou Sheng immediately shook his head at Liu Ziang.

Immediately, he raised his hands and shook them towards Liu Ziang, "Seeing that my hands are not there, they are prepared for this moment." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ou Sheng's hand had already fallen on the Shentu Fierce Sword.

"Groan!" At that moment, the sound of swords was loud. The Shentu fierce sword was also trembling.

All the staff on this level trembled as before.

But this time, those with a strong sixth sense no longer just heard the ghost crying wolf. Instead, it was as if he had seen thousands of troops galloping past his eyes.

As for the bell next to the sword, he frowned fiercely at this second.

She stepped back quickly, the expression on her face growing more and more frightened.

At the same time, Liu Ziang's brows also wrinkled, and his heart was extremely nervous.

Shen Tu Sword is a big murderer, and if one is not good, it will kill people.

At this moment, he was ready, ready to prevent the tragedy that was very likely to happen.

However, just when Liu Ziang was worried in his heart, the vibration of the Shentu fierce sword became more and more violent.

But he saw Ou Sheng stretch out a finger and move slowly on the Shentu fierce sword.

Wolfson's fingertips were moving from side to side.

It was as if he had touched an invisible vein on the sword, and it was as if he was drawing some unknown spell.

It was only a few seconds, and the violently vibrating Shentu fierce sword actually stabilized.

The sound of the sword groaning also disappeared.

Liu Ziang's already frowning brows wrinkled even deeper.

He didn't even feel the slightest strange power on the sword.

He is also a high school in the sword, and his sword skills are also extraordinary.

But when I looked at it for a while, I only felt that the Shentu Fierce Sword had become an ordinary mortal iron that could no longer be ordinary.

"This?" couldn't help it, Liu Ziang looked at Ou Sheng incredulously.

Xu Ling also moved his gaze strangely.

Ou Sheng smiled at Liu Ziang and explained.

"Swords, like people, have veins, and if the veins are accurate, they can naturally do whatever they want."

"Of course, the veins of the Shen Fierce Sword are unprecedentedly complex. If it weren't for my hands and my identity as a descendant of the Ou family, I'm afraid no one would be sure. ”

With that, Ou Sheng stretched out his hands and respectfully took out his sword.

He held his sword in both hands, concentrated, and watched carefully.

It's like looking at a work of art.

It's like looking at a unique artifact.

His movements were very slow, and his gaze was moving very slowly, very slowly.

Often, everywhere on the sword, his gaze would stay for three or four minutes.

"Huh!"

After looking at it for a long time, Ou Sheng suddenly opened his mouth and exclaimed loudly.

There was even more surprise on his face.

Liu Ziang's eyes also widened, and he hurriedly asked Ou Sheng. "What did you find?"