The mysterious witch found Ye Changsheng, and the little monk of the Fayan Sect also found Ye Changsheng.

The material of the damage to the weapons of the two is exactly the same.

The hoops of the coiling dragon stick and the casting materials of the magic sword all come from a casting secret recipe more than 2,000 years ago.

The emery in the material is to cover up the magic of the magic sword.

The magic iron in the material is to cover up the Buddha power of the coiling dragon stick.

The way of Buddhism and the way of demons were entangled more than 2,000 years ago, and now they are entangled together.

The interweaving of fate is incomprehensible to even the gods, let alone Ye Changsheng and a mortal?

Ye Changsheng said goodbye to Wuzhen and Master Longhai and entered Liu Lao's underground collection room, his head still dizzy.

A cold breath came to his face, which made Changsheng's spirit perk up and he looked around.

Entering the door are two tall green jade unicorns, lifelike, spitting jade books, left male and right female, placed on both sides of the passage.

The unicorn spits out the book, Confucianism and Taoism are auspicious, and they are generally placed in places where the literary atmosphere gathers such as the School Palace and the Temple of Literature, and they appear here, which seems somewhat nondescript.

Walking along the passageway, shelves began to appear on both sides of the collection, mostly bronze objects and ancient jade carvings.

The soft light of the top wall casts down, and each piece is imbued with a tranquil classical beauty.

It seems that Liu Lao has been looting over the years, no, there are really a lot of good things in the collection.

It's just that the aura exuded by these collections is very mixed.

Ye Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, and his powerful spiritual power radiated outward.

In my mind, blurred light and shadow gradually emerged, like smoke and fog, steaming up.

Changsheng showed a look of surprise, and his soul power increased again, if before, he would not have sensed the existence of these breaths at all.

The gossip alchemy furnace of the Daomen exudes fire and the aura of the power of the void.

The sacrificial wine ritual vessels of Confucianism exude wateriness and the smell of culture.

The bronze incense burner of the Buddha Gate exudes woodiness and the smell of Buddha power.

Some ancient artifacts exude a mixed evil aura.

And the basement itself, exuding earthiness, and an inexplicable cold atmosphere.

These disturbing atmospheres are entangled with each other, intertwined into an invisible net, enveloping the entire space.

They strike a delicate balance with each other, like ...... There's a formation in support!

Thinking back to the unicorn statue placed at the entrance, Changsheng was enlightened.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "You can sense it?"

Wuzhen walked barefoot and looked at Ye Changsheng with surprised eyes.

You didn't go?

Ye Changsheng bowed his head and saluted.

After Master Longhai returned the salute, he said to Liu's subordinates who were pushing the cart: "Take the old monk to see Liu Lao." ”

Master Longhai saw that Wu Zhen was very interested in Ye Changsheng, otherwise he would not have followed.

Since they came along, there must be something to say between the two.

After Master Long Hai left, Wu Zhen stepped forward and pushed Ye Changsheng's wheelchair and walked slowly.

Ye Changsheng smiled: "It's not appropriate for you to push a wheelchair for me, right?"

Wu Zhen said expressionlessly: "If you can repair the little monk's coiling dragon stick, why not push you?"

Turning a corner, there is a collection area for armor and armor.

Maybe it's a single collection, but the atmosphere here is much more stable.

Wuxuan, who was silent all the way, suddenly asked, "Lord Ye's surname is Ye?"

Ye Changsheng smiled: "Naturally, the surname is Ye." ”

Wu Zhen suddenly: "Talented, knowledgeable, courteous, extraordinary, Ye Shi's natural surname is Ye." ”

Ye Changsheng was Ling Ran in his heart, he knew that he had guessed that the Ye with his surname was the Ye of the Ye family in Fengcheng!

Wu Zhen sensed Ye Changsheng's psychological fluctuations, knowing that he had guessed correctly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to release his breath to probe Ye Changsheng several times, but in the end he gave up.

It's rare to meet such an interesting person, so why bother to spy on other people's privacy and hurt each other's tacit understanding?

At this moment, the sound of poetry came from a distance, and the sound reached the ear.

You don't see it, Kunwu Iron Smelting is flying smoke, and the red light and purple gas are impressive.

Good work training for a few years, cast the sword name Longquan.

The color of Longquan is like frost and snow, and the good work is amazing.

The glazed jade box spits lotus flowers, and the staggered gold ring reflects the bright moon......

The voice of the poet is sonorous and powerful, full of ancient meaning, bringing people into vivid and vivid pictures.

Changsheng was leisurely, he recognized this voice, it was the middle-aged scribe who praised Mo Chou at Liu Lao's birthday banquet last night, it seemed to be Zhuo Yun.

Wu Zhen said indifferently: "Confucianism and Taoism cultivators, the literary tone is still small, but that's all. ”

Mr. Zhuo Yun is a Confucianism and Taoism practitioner?

Ye Changsheng was surprised, he didn't have to doubt Wuzhen's words, Wuzhen's vision and insight were far above him.

And I actually know very little about swords and swords.

In front of the booth of the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword, everyone was surrounded, all immersed in Zhuo Yun's poetic conception.

The Seven Star Dragon Abyss, as the ancients said, "Looking down on the sword body, like climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep like a giant dragon lying down."

It is also known as Longquan, and the name Longquan has become synonymous with almost all swords.

Ye Changsheng was pushed by Wuzhen and walked from the side, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Liu Lao was shocked, he didn't expect that Wu Zhen would come with Ye Changsheng and push a wheelchair for Changsheng.

Although Liu Lao didn't know where Wuzhen came from, he could also guess from Master Longhai's attitude towards Wuzhen and Wuzhen's attitude towards himself, that Wuzhen's identity was not simple.

Ye Changsheng glanced at Zhuo Yun and said with a smile: "There is a little story about the Seven Star Dragon Yuan. ”

The seven-star Longyuan sword was once the sword of Shen Xu, the doctor of the ancient Wu Kingdom.

When Shen Xu was still in the state of Chu, his family was killed by the king of Chu, and he died in the world, and he turned white the night before Shaoguan.

In times of crisis, he was fortunate to have the help of the fishermen and was able to get out of trouble.

Shen Xu gave the seven-star sword to the fisherman, saying that the sword was worth 100 gold, which meant sealing the mouth.

The fisherman said angrily, "I help you because of your family's loyalty, not for money." If I sacrifice you to the king of Chu, won't I get more rewards?

The fisherman said that, he drew his sword out of its sheath and killed himself.

Everyone can't help but be fascinated, and the fisherman does not hesitate to die to show his loyalty, which is respectable and lamentable!

Xiao Yu'er looked at Ye Changsheng's white hair, and seemed to understand: "It turns out that it is not only a kidney loss, but also a bald head if you are chased and killed." ”

The audience was silent, and everyone looked strange, except for Wu Zhen.

After fundraising, Liu Lao erupted in earth-shattering laughter.

Everyone immediately burst out laughing, Xiao Yu'er didn't know why, Ye Changsheng looked helpless, and he was still paralyzed.

Liu Lao looked at the shallow smile on Changsheng's face, and his heart was inexplicably sour.

wronged this child, his parents were killed, and he was disabled, but he had to deal with jackals every day.

How many people can understand this taste?

A fisherman can still do this, should the old man do something?

After tasting the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, everyone continued to visit other collections.

"Brother Changsheng, this is also a sword?" Xiao Yu'er asked curiously, pointing to a weapon that looked like a knife.

Ye Changsheng said: "This sword is called Folding Iron, three feet four inches and three points long, weighing one catty and four taels, although it is a single edge, it is indeed a sword." ”

"Hey, what about this sword, why do you want to cover it with glass?"

Ye Changsheng looked at the black blade of the sword and explained: "This sword is called Lang Sword, when casting the sword, it is mixed with poison and quenched with horse blood, it took ten years to make, the blade of the sword contains severe poison, and the throat is sealed with blood!"

Xiao Yu'er sighed, subconsciously took a step back, but couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Walked all the way, without saying a word, as if it didn't exist.

When he got out of the underground collection room, he nodded to Ye Changsheng, turned around and floated away.

"What a weirdo, can't he even afford a pair of shoes?" Xiao Yu'er looked at the back of Wu Zhen and muttered in a low voice.

Ye Changsheng smiled: "Indeed, he is a strange person." ”

Bidding farewell to Liu Lao, Ye Changsheng rushed to the mansion of another powerful person for a banquet.

After two days of busy work, he finally dealt with all the powerful people that Wu Tianen helped him circle.

Ye Changsheng began to find that he was lucky to be in a wheelchair, because you could sit calmly without blame, instead of saluting when you saw someone.

In the evening, Ye Changsheng, escorted by five cavalrymen, left Liuhe City overnight.

Ye Changsheng returned to his heart like an arrow.

The Ye family has a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

More urgently, the witch's magic sword and the unwitting coiling dragon stick.

Originally, he wanted to take the waterway, but when he thought that Lou Yunhe's henchmen had not been eradicated, he dispelled this idea.

Not long after Ye Changsheng's convoy left the city gate, in the woods outside the city, a carrier pigeon fluttered its wings and flew into the vast night sky.