Chapter 671: Ancient Sword

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"Seniors, but it doesn't hurt to say. ā€

Jiang Chen followed.

Seeing Jiang Chen disappear from sight, Yichen's shoulders shrugged down.

When she looked over at Wen Xin, she found that her sister was looking over there.

She forced herself to laugh, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Wen Xin's eyes.

Wen Xin woke up like a dream, as if he had been found something, and his face was flushed.

Coming to no one's place, the Ancient Sword Sect Master turned around, his face solemn, hesitating about something.

"Jiang Chen, don't blame the old and decrepit strongman, I hope you can inherit the Ancient Sword Sect. The Ancient Sword Sect Master said.

As she herself said, this is difficult for strong people.

Not a single sect master in the hall is as high as Jiang Chen's cultivation, and he still wants him to join.

Jiang Chen believed that it was impossible for the Ancient Sword Sect Master not to know this, so he didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.

His reaction also made the Ancient Sword Sect Master even more determined in his inner thoughts.

"Although the Ancient Sword Sect is only an inaccessible force in the small wasteland, it has also been brilliant in the past, and has left a prestige in the Nine Realms and Ten Prefectures. ā€

"It's a pity that the previous sect master was too ambitious, and wanted to ascend to the sky in one step, with all the forces of the Ancient Sword Sect at that time, and poured out of the nest to find the most famous ruins, but he suffered heavy casualties in the forbidden land. ā€

"At that time, I was still a little girl, and I saw with my own eyes that the Ancient Sword Sect was declining step by step and falling into a small wasteland. ā€

The Ancient Sword Sect Master said slowly: "I'm not saying that I want you to bear the responsibility for the rise of the Ancient Sword Sect, but I hope that the Ancient Sword Sect can accompany you to soar." ā€

Jiang Chen still didn't speak, his face contemplative.

"You will be the next Sect Master of the Ancient Sword Sect, and this Ancient Sword will also be handed over to you. ā€

A sword appeared in the hand of the Ancient Sword Sect Master.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen knew that he had to open his mouth to refuse, otherwise it would be too late.

It's not that he dislikes the Ancient Sword Sect, it's just that it's against his will.

He came to the Middle Three Realms for three things.

Find a way to heal your father, become a Great Venerable, and go to the spiritual realm to see your sister.

Three things can actually be grouped together as one thing, or one goal.

That is to become a Great Venerable, so that you can fulfill what you want in your heart.

Shouldering the fate of the Ancient Sword Sect, it is better to forget it.

If it weren't for the Ancient Sword Sect Master's explanation of the difficulties of the strongman at the beginning, and with an apologetic tone, he would have refused a long time ago.

"Senior ......"

Jiang Chen's words had already reached his lips, but when he saw the ancient sword that the other party took out, he was inexplicably shocked in his heart.

He even felt incredulous.

This sword is one of his swords for 500 years!

The reunion without warning made his heart skip a beat.

One day five hundred years ago, he came to the Middle Three Realms to play, and the specific date had long been forgotten, only knowing that the wind and sun were beautiful that day, and there were no clouds.

He gave away his sword.

"Childe, this is a sword that you have worked so hard to build, and it is only a little bit away from becoming a Taoist weapon, how can it be given to someone you don't know. ā€

"Please think twice. ā€

He still remembered what the two attendants with whom he had grown up had said to him.

"This sword has no value in my hands, but in his hands, it may shine. ā€

At that time, Jiang Chen looked at the unbelievable, surprised and happy young man in front of him, and sent the sword in his hand out.

I didn't expect that five hundred years later, it would return to him in such a way.

"Can you tell us about your first grandmaster?" Jiang Chen took the ancient sword, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, his heart was full of feelings.

"The patriarch was a man of the year in the Middle Three Realms, and he almost subverted the Eight Great Spiritual Domains by himself, but unfortunately he was still a little bit worse in the end. ā€

"Later, the Ancient Sword Sect established a sect in the Nine Realms, and with the ancient sword, no one dared to invade it. ā€

When the Ancient Sword Sect Master said this, he sighed: "It's a pity that it fell into my hands, and the Ancient Sword Sect became what it is today. ā€

"It seems that I was not wrong back then. ā€

Jiang Chenxin said a word and pulled the ancient sword out of its sheath.

The texture of the sword body that he hammered out with his own hands was so familiar, and the sword body was made by mixing the ice extreme cold iron from the depths of the Xuan Ice with the Heavenly Divine Iron.

After 100 days of tempering by the different fires of heaven and earth, it can become a sword.

Five hundred years have passed, and it is a testament to his superb craftsmanship and the sharpness of his sword as always.

When this sword was forged, Jiang Chen was challenging a difficult problem.

That's to build a deed!

"Father, now the magic weapons are all passed down from ancient times or even longer, we inherit the wisdom and talent of our ancestors, why can't we cast a debut weapon, or even an immortal weapon or even an artifact, so that our current era will become a legend thousands of years later!"

He still remembers the bold words of the year.

"Hahaha, Chen'er, Chen'er, if you create a Dao weapon, then the pattern of the Sanctuary will be in chaos. ā€

The hall master of Lingyun Palace, his father didn't believe it at the time, but he still supported him very much.

"But you can rest assured to get it, what materials do you need to say a word, it will be delivered to you in less than a day, and it doesn't matter if you fail. ā€

"Father, don't worry, I won't fail!" Jiang Chen patted his chest and promised.

Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

Although this was Jiang Chen's brainchild and he was well prepared, he still failed in the end.

It's not a technical flaw or something that's wrong.

It's one thing missing.

But no divine weapon will come from the hands of mortals.

The Taoist device is not only called differently.

The word "Dao" contains a wide range of words.

If Jiang Chen wanted to forge the sword of the Daoist, he had to have a strong kendo power, which was poured into the sword when it was struck by the hammer.

Only when you get the sublimation of the power of the sword will you have a Dao weapon.

After that, Jiang Chen understood that Dao weapons were not only weapons, but also unique inheritances.

For him, this is an unbridgeable chasm.

Not to mention that in the process of casting, his strength could not swing a hammer weighing 10,000 catties.

At that time, in addition to medical skills, he used the hands of others to arrange arrays, alchemy, refining weapons, and breaking formations.

That is, his right-hand man, two people who grew up together since childhood, are extremely loyal.

"Jiang Chen?"

The voice of the Ancient Sword Sect Master sounded in his ears.

The Ancient Sword Sect Master, who had lived for so long, couldn't believe Jiang Chen's expression at this time.

That kind of sigh and sigh can't be done without decades of life experience.

The senior smiled. ā€

An ancient sword evoked too many past events, and Jiang Chen didn't even notice it.

He pulled out the ancient sword completely, it was a long sword, three feet eight, and the blade of the sword was no more than half a finger wide.

There are no cumbersome and ornate textures, because the sword itself is extraordinary.

People prefer to believe that this is a work of art rather than a sword that kills.

Although it did not become a Taoist weapon back then, it also caused a sensation in the Holy Domain, and was known as the magic weapon closest to the Taoist weapon.

It is conceivable that Jiang Chen's unconditional gift to others at the beginning had a great impact on the people of the Holy Domain.

"It's still a ninth-order magic weapon. Jiang Chen thought to himself.

The ancient sword did not lower its grade with the years, and it was as sharp as it was back then.