The light of the sword blade was cold, and the sword light not only made the entire secret room much brighter, but the sword light flickered in Changqingzi's eyes, which made his hairs stand on end, giving birth to the urge to run if he wanted to pull his legs.

He swallowed hard in his throat and said, "Sir, why do you want a mortal sword?" ”

"What's wrong with the mortal sword, can't the mortal sword kill people? Can't you kill immortals? ”

Chang Qingzi hurriedly said: "No, no, I don't think this Fan Sword is worthy of your Tongtian Sword Cultivation Sir." ”

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I think this sword suits me." Chen Jun's mana poured into the sword body, and the long sword became more and more cold, like a needle pricking the skin, making the faces of Changqingzi and Xiao Yu around him change greatly.

The sword body was more than four feet long, and under the urging of his mana, the waves of light like a clear spring flowed on the sword body, illuminating the entire room.

"Zheng Zheng ~ Zheng Zheng ~"

The long sword continued to tremble in his hand, blooming with a sword chant to lead the air, like a dragon chanting from the birth, venting the sharpness and surprise that had been buried in a hundred years in one fell swoop.

"Sir, quickly collect the spiritual power." Changqingzi, who was closest to Chen Jun, had his skin cut and bloodied, so he could only ask for mercy.

Chen Jun smiled and withdrew his spiritual power, and the long sword turned into an ordinary white blade again, without any spirit and light of the divine sword.

When Xiao Yu saw the previous scene, his face was excited: "Sir, this is the Divine Sword, have we been looking away." ”

"Will you give it a try?" He laughed.

Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't resist the excitement of seeing the divine sword, and poured the spiritual power in his body, but there was still no vision.

"Master, you can try it."

Xiao Yu remembered that the cultivation time was still short, so he asked the Changqingzi around him to try the sword, and after obtaining Chen Jun's permission, he also poured spiritual power into it, but there was no change either.

"It's still a mortal sword, it's just that it's integrated into Qi Iron, and the sword body can carry spiritual power, without a trace of spirituality, it's far worse than the Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers." Changqingzi clasped his fists, "Sir, I boast that I still have a little bit of eyesight, I can't be mistaken, this is just a mortal sword." ”

"You're right."

Chen Jun nodded in agreement with his statement, but had no intention of pursuing such a boring question, and asked, "What is the name of this sword?" ”

"The sword has no name, and the man has not left a name, but we in South Vietnam have left a story that is about to be forgotten for future generations."

Xiao Yu's face was quite regretful, he didn't expect it to be a secular mortal sword, although this sword was a peerless sword in the world, but it was much worse in the cultivation realm.

"Sir, you might as well give this sword a name."

"Died in the end of the slightest, became a sword in the nameless, I named him, it is better for the future generations to name this sword."

"Thank you, for me, metabolize the Lord of South Vietnam."

Chen Jun walked out of the treasure house door with his sword, and after the two of them went out, they saw a long dark night, stars hanging in the sky, and no one was in sight.

Two days later, the bustling capital of South Vietnam slowly walked into the two of them.

"You said there was an explosion of earth-shattering sword qi here?"

"Yes."

"Qingyunmen?"

"No, according to the sword marks of death on the bodies of several masters of our Holy Gate and the news from the Hehuan Sect, this person's swordsmanship has changed to the extreme, and it is extremely brilliant, it is not the style of Qingyunmen's swordsmanship, and there is no trace of Taiji Xuanqing Dao."

A man who looked like a scholar and scribe said, "How about coming to my Holy Gate in an eventful time?" Take me to see it? ”

**

"A few days ago, under the pavilion, if Jin Bei'er hadn't used the secret method of the Hehuan Sect, I am afraid that he would have been buried under this sword, but despite this, he was injured by the sharp sword qi when he escaped."

The scribe touched the entire smooth section of the pavilion, and his eyes flickered: "The rare swordsmanship in the world is indeed not the style of Qingyunmen, the return of the Holy Gate is imminent, there can be no mistakes, let me find out about him." ”

Ha Duong City.

Chen Jun had just stepped to the gate of the city, and Zhou Zhou Xian had already calculated when he would come in, and was already waiting outside.

Seeing Chen Jun's calm Xinya posture, he looked excited, "But I found the elixir." ”

"Found it, the three pills of Nanyue are here, enough for you to treat."

The two then walked quickly to the inn, only to see the girl Xiaohuan lying flat on the bed, Zhou Zhou Xian stuffed the pill into her mouth, and immediately used the method of soul path in physiognomy without seeing it.

He did not shy away from Chen Jun's technique, but it was an eye-opener for him.

For half a day, until Zhou Xian was sweating profusely, Xiaohuan's throat made a series of coughing and coughing sounds, and he suddenly woke up after half a ring, "Grandpa, I'm scared to death." ”

"Grandpa, I thought I wouldn't see you anymore." Xiaohuan hugged Zhou Zhou Xian and cried on the one hand, and shouted on the other side, "I want to eat sugar gourd." ”

"I'll sell it to you when I make money in the future." Zhou Zhou Xian comforted her for a moment, and pointed at Chen Jun, "You can stay this life, thanks to this brother, thank him quickly." ”

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

Xiaohuan saw Chen Jun all of a sudden, and his eyes flashed a little fearful like a deer, but when he took out the sugar gourd behind him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Thank you, Brother Chen, Brother Chen has a long life and a lot of fortune." ”

"You're cursing me." Chen Jun smiled angrily.

"I don't have to eat sugar gourds, and it's easy to get tooth decay."

Xiaohuan burst into tears, joking for a while, Chen Jun saw that she had regained her innocence, and gave her the sugar gourd without any abnormality.

After Xiaohuan slept peacefully, Zhou Zhou Xian closed the door, and his eyes fell on the sword that Chen Jun was carrying, "Didn't you find the Nine Heavens Strange Iron that day?" ”

"I've always had bad luck, and it's enough to have this sword."

Zhou Xian was suspicious: "Fan sword? ”

"I am a mortal, and what I hold in my hand is naturally a mortal sword, not to mention that this sword is not extraordinary, but no one knows the pearl." Chen Jun said indifferently, "Divine sword, mortal sword, how can there be so many differences, only the most suitable sword and the person who uses the sword, the current Qingyun Sect Leader Dao Xuan Zhenren is no longer worthy of the sword, but who in the world can underestimate him?" ”

"Looks like I'm overthinking." Zhou Zhou Xian still shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that I don't have much to give you." ”

"Since you have a sense of guilt, you might as well tell me the story of your journey to the north and south, I have always liked to listen to stories and take pleasure in it."

"Well, the story is enough." Zhou Zhou Xian laughed and said, "How can there be no wine if there is a story, children are drinking, there are high rollers here, although you will be sent to the thirty-year-old flower carving in the store." ”

The two had a good conversation, and chatted together over some snacks such as fresh peanuts and beef in sauce.

This kind of atmosphere is excellent, and understanding the customs and customs of each place, and the different cultural aspirations, also makes Chen Jun have a lot more understanding of the world.

After a long time, Zhou Zhou Xian drank the wine, and fell asleep on the table.

What is the dust of the game world, this is it, but it is enviable.

Chen Jun shook his smile, although he was a little drunk and slightly drunk, but the Lingtai was clear, singing a ballad in his mouth, and walked out of the restaurant.

He is not lucky, but fortunately he knows that two excellent places of good fortune can make up for it.

There is a book of heaven hidden in the ten thousand caves of the empty mulberry mountain in the blood refining hall, and there is a small pond town in another Heyang City hundreds of miles away, and there is the supreme treasure of the incense valley.

The former is far away and the situation is complicated, the latter is closer, and it is easy to harvest, immediately Chen Jun Yujian soared into the air, and after half a day, he looked at the stone tablet text, and finally arrived at the destination.

Chen Junxin walked in, only to listen to the sound of people gradually getting louder, the ancient road from this town straight through, there are houses and eaves on the side of the road, there are also some shops, but more, but some vendors who set up stalls directly on both sides of the road, walking along the street, the sound of selling is endless, it is really a picture of the world.