Ke Zhou said with a serious expression: "Now that you have mastered the Iron Fist and are also learning the refining technique, it is time to start the maintenance of weapons." ”

Ouyang Ruyu was stunned: "Maintenance? ”

Kezhou said "um" and led her to a small house.

Pushing open the door, a burst of sword light and sword shadows shot straight into her face!

The pupils in Ruyu's eyes couldn't help shrinking!

In this house, all there are swords!

These swords are all well-made, and when you look at them, you can feel the cold light that shoots from the sword!

"What is this?"

"Most of the weapons here are weapons that I built, and a few of them were bought." Kezhou spoke in a deep voice.

"In the past, the maintenance of these swords was done by Sun Zhong, because you have just been cultivated, so the maintenance work will be done by myself.

Now that you have cultivated to the mastery of Iron Fist, those swords feel the breath of Iron Fist on your body, and they will not exude sword light to deal with you, and you can take over the maintenance work. ”

When I saw the swords in the room at first glance, I have to say that I was quite shocked at first.

But......

Master, you always throw me the job of maintaining the sword, and I'm under a lot of pressure, right?

Ouyang Ruyu cautiously asked, "Do these swords have to be wiped every day?" ”

She, a tenacious and heroic warrior!

Since becoming the big disciple of Kezhou, he has slept later than anyone else every day and got up earlier than the chickens, which is hard enough.

Now, is Heaven going to do something to her little poor _(:З)∠)_?

"Wrong." Ke Zhou said lightly.

Ouyang Ruyu's heart was relieved.

Sure enough, God still took pity on her little poor one \(^o^)/!

"Not only do you have to wipe them every day, but you also have to be responsible for oiling them to keep them shiny. ”

Ouyang Ruyu: "......"

She was wrong.

She thought that she finally understood how the two big dark circles under Sun Zhong's eyes came from.

This is not a human life at all!!

It is tiring enough to practice boxing every day, leading apprentices to strike iron, and handling materials, and the time cannot be arranged.

Now not only has there been an additional daily training task, but also these swords have to be maintained every day!

Ah, it's heartache, the cat has cried out to provoke.

Ouyang Ruyu's face stiffened, and she watched Ke Zhou demonstrate the actions of the maintenance sword for her, and then mechanically repeated the actions that Ke Zhou did.

Then he got a satisfied little look from Master Kezhou.

Then, the master of the carving boat went away gracefully.

Ouyang Ruyu looked at the sword in the room, speechless.

What else can I do?

I can only roll up my sleeves and do it!

Ouyang Ruyu regained his spirits and wiped and oiled the swords one by one.

Every time she touched a sword, she would unconsciously observe the material and structure of the sword.

Gradually, she began to indulge in it, attracted to these elite weapons.

Time passed silently, and by the time she came to her senses, the moon had climbed high and high on the branches.

Ouyang Ruyu put down the last long sword he had wiped in his hand and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, she heard a faint sobbing sound from a woman.

"Woo woo, woo woo ......"

Ouyang Ruyu frowned slightly and looked up at the wall.

Kezhou only asked her to take care of the long sword on the table, and had specifically said that the long sword on the wall should not be taken care of.

And the slightest sobbing sound came from the wall.

Her heart sank, and she walked over slowly, the sound of sobbing becoming more and more obvious.

Finally, she stood in front of a long sword, staring silently.

The woman's sobs came from this long sword.

In her eyes, she could see that there was a person in the sword.

"Who are you, and why are you in this sword?"

The sobbing sound suddenly stopped, and a wisp of soul floated out of the sword, and the crying red eyes looked at Ouyang Ruyu blankly.

"Can you see me?"

Ouyang Ruyu nodded.

The woman's eyes widened slightly, and she stretched out her finger and pointed at herself: "You can really see me?" ”

Ouyang Ruyu nodded again, "You are wearing a red dress, you have jade on your hands, you have a long bun, and there is a beauty mole under your right eye. ”

The woman cried with joy, "You can see me, you can see me!" ”

Her soul had been bound to the sword for thousands of years, and she could not leave the sword, so she could only say excitedly in the spot:

"Please, get me out and free me!"

It was not the first time Ouyang Ruyu had encountered this kind of spirit, and said very calmly: "Tell me your story first. ”

She felt that since she entered the Museum of All Worlds, she had been completely different from ordinary people.

In the past, even if she had a special physique, she couldn't see these spirit demons.

The current word......

One look at the one, one look for the other.

She didn't need to go out of her way to look for them, those things were like sitting in a row eating fruits, waiting for her to solve the problem.

Alas, she must be too good-looking, not fierce at all!

Talented, intelligent, talented, and loved by others, it is so sad and sad ╭ (╯^╰) ╮.

"My name is Zhou Yanfeng, and I am the youngest daughter of the head of a weapon family thousands of years ago."

The woman in red shed two lines of tears, sadly telling the story of a thousand years ago.

"My father was the most outstanding and talented soldier of the weapon family thousands of years ago.

He once obtained a mysterious meteorite from outside the sky, and by chance, he used the heavenly thunder to polish the meteorite so that it could be melted and forged.

All the Zhou family members guarded the meteorite forging for three days and three nights, and finally created a divine weapon, named 'Batian'!

As soon as the divine soldier came into the world, it triggered another round of heavenly thunder. ”

"In the end, the divine soldier succeeded in the catastrophe, and my father took this divine weapon as the treasure of my Zhou family, and no one could borrow it.

At that time, King Wen was extremely obsessed with divine soldiers, and repeatedly asked the Zhou family to hand over the divine soldiers.

My father naturally refused, so he decided to take out the remaining meteorites from that year and reopen the furnace to cast another divine weapon. ”

Zhou Yanfeng's eyebrows were full of sorrow, every word was like a phoenix crying blood, the past of the year, every scene was remembered very clearly!

She can't wait to give a thousand knives to the treacherous villain who framed the Zhou family, and she will never die a good death!

"My father failed in the end, because the Zhou family had a traitor, extinguished the fire at a critical moment, and also attracted the thunder to others!

After that time, all the skilled craftsmen of the Zhou family died, crippled, and wounded.

Even my two sisters, one of them, died under the thunder; One is disfigured, delirious, and insane all day long. ”

Zhou Yanfeng's eyes were full of tears, "After this, no one in the Zhou family can stand up to the problem."

Counting around, it turned out to be me, the youngest daughter who didn't go that day, and became the highest ranking among everyone. ”

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not willing to be taken away by King Zhou like this!

The Zhou family is gone, my fathers and aunts are all dead, and my familiar uncles and brothers have all left me.

In the end, I was the only one left in the Zhou family! ”