Chapter 566: The Snatching of the Open Fire (I)

"But I don't know if there will be people in the future who can arouse your divinity, be shaped by Xuanhuang's motherhood, reproduce the power to protect the world, and make you willing to recognize him as the master",

Thinking of the words of the Yellow Emperor again, Lu Hong suddenly realized that this sword has only had one master from beginning to end - Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, only Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor can use the Xuanhuang maternal qi in the sword, enable the sword array, and obtain the power to protect the world, and its descendants can neither awaken the divinity of the Xuanyuan Sword, nor can they use the Xuanhuang maternal energy in the sword, the sword array, and the power to protect the world, not to mention. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

They didn't even know the secret contained in this sword, but they were only blessed by the Xuanyuan Sword because of the bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan.

Thinking of the gold-clothed man again, when she fought against her, she felt strange, her sword moves did not match the Xuanyuan sword, although it was passable, but it was not suitable for this sword, it was more like a swordsmanship made up from scratch, and the legendary Xuanyuan Sword Array only showed the tip of the iceberg, I thought she had left some strength, but now that she thinks about it, she is the same as herself at that time, and she doesn't know anything about the Xuanyuan sword.

Those who have been recognized by the Xuanyuan Sword can evoke its divinity, be shaped by Xuanhuang's maternal energy, activate the Xuanyuan Sword Array, and reproduce the power of protecting the world...... Lu Hong clearly remembered that there was a trace of Xuanhuang Mother Qi entering his body, could it be ......

He immediately dispelled this thought, it was just a few traces of Xuanhuang mother's qi, at this time, the Xuanhuang mother's qi that was lingering outside his body was not controlled by him at all, the sword array, and the power of protecting the world Yunyun were even more useless, thinking of this is not only a little lost.

Fortunately, this time and space tracing experience allowed him to gain a lot, at least, he knew the origin of the ghouls, and knew that the person who could awaken the divinity of the Xuanyuan Sword may not be the descendant of the Xuanyuan clan......

The next day, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven by nine dragons, the battle of the deer, the sixty years after the Chiyou banner sealed the sky, the door of the heavenly realm opened again.

The Xuanyuan sword is divided into nine, by the Xuanyuan clan and the Gongsun family of the two families of the family from generation to generation, after the mountains and rivers have changed hands several times, the Xuanyuan clan and the Gongsun clan have also counted up and down, during which the Xuanyuan sword has also been lost outside, thousands of years later, when the Dayu Dynasty, there is a Xuanyuan sword lost on the shore of the Bohai Sea, Kunpeng Ling Ji Qianqiu and the golden-winged Peng bird passed through this place when the Xuanyuan sword suddenly bloomed with divine light, broke through the heavy waves, and appeared from the Bohai Sea.

Later, the Immortal Realm Ziwei Emperor also obtained a Xuanyuan Sword by chance and hid it in Sword Mountain.

Lu Hong suddenly understood, because he had the atmosphere of Kunpeng Ling Ji Qianqiu and Ziwei Emperor on his body, this sword had some closeness to him, and it seemed to be a recognition of his talent.

But this sword is the sword of the Holy Dao that has followed the co-lord of the world, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, so the requirements for the next master are also extremely strict, talent alone is not enough, only a peak person like Kunpeng Ling Ji Qianqiu and Ziwei Emperor can make it follow willingly, and his current cultivation is far from enough to make this sword of the Holy Dao.

In this world, in the final analysis, it still depends on strength to speak.

I don't know why, I suddenly remembered why he didn't think, he was kind, gentle, diligent, motivated, and single-minded to Cheng Yaojia, he has many qualities that a man should have, at least, for women, he is a reliable man, but Cheng Yaojia is very uneasy about his hidden love, and then he can avoid it, and the other junior sisters in the Red Mansion of Baijian also look down on him.

Cheng Yaojia likes a big hero like Li Menglian, and most of the women Lu Hong knows like this, whether it is a famous lady, a chivalrous woman in the rivers and lakes, or a fairy in the cultivation world, if they have a choice, they would rather be a concubine for Li Menglian than a wife for that.

For a woman, a gentle, honest, reliable but ordinary man is far inferior to a man who is romantic, sweet-hearted, and amorous.

And many times, there is no difference between the criteria for choosing a master for a famous sword and a woman choosing a husband.

The figures of Ji Qianqiu and Emperor Ziwei were only a short stay, for Xuanyuan Jian, they were passers-by who came in a hurry and left in a hurry, but they were just a few more chances, far less than the battle of the deer was remembered.

When he saw the ghoul again, the great wilderness outside the Xuanhuang maternal gas suddenly shattered, broken silently, but the stars, the sun and the moon, the mountains, rivers and plants all dissipated, and then the Xuanhuang maternal energy outside the body also disappeared, he once again saw the endless river, saw the mountain peak that almost wanted to split from the middle, saw the Jiaowang, the red armor demon general, Fan Yanshan, Sun Yao, and ...... The Man in Gold.

Their eyes were all strange, and they were clearly aware of the change just now.

The body of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was dim, and he knew that the drop of blood he had just drunk could only be blessed by it, and now, this sword was a piece of scrap metal in his hand.

Maybe it's a slight difference, at least there's nothing in the world that can destroy this piece of scrap metal.

The Jinyi people were greatly surprised, the four Xuanyuan swords suspended outside her were still dazzling with golden light, but the Xuanyuan Sword in Lu Hong's hand did not react, as if it was no longer affected by her bloodline.

It seemed that even he himself did not realize that the sword in his hand, although still dim, no longer resisted him.

The chill in her eyes was even heavier, and she stared at Lu Hong coldly, and said, "Just now, what happened?"

Although she didn't enter the inscription of the Xuanyuan Sword, didn't see the ancient wilderness, and didn't see the earth-shattering war with her own eyes, she saw the changes in Lu Hong's body with her own eyes.

The pale yellow aura that suddenly gave birth to the power that blocked everything out was like a chaotic time and space....... , everything made her heart uneasy.

Lu Hong had also woken up from Fang Cai's inscription, looked at the cold gaze of the gold-clothed man, and said with interest: "There is one thing I seem to have forgotten to ask the girl, is the girl surnamed Gongsun, or Xuanyuan?"

Hearing him ask, the color in the gold-clothed man's eyes changed, and he said, "Do you know the Gongsun clan?"

Lu Hong smiled faintly, stroked the body of the Xuanyuan sword and said: "It seems that the girl is surnamed Xuanyuan, so it is very likely that the remaining Xuanyuan swords are in the hands of the Gongsun family, one, four...... Four stalks left... Maybe it's three handles...",

There was amusement in his voice, but how could the man in gold not hear the meaning of his words, and he couldn't help but be even angrier in his heart.

The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand also let out a roar, as if he didn't like him to be such a scoundrel.

Lu Hong's fingers flicked over the sword, and said: "It seems that you don't know anything about the sword in your hand, your foundation is average, your cultivation is ordinary, and your swordsmanship is not brilliant, it's a pity that these four swords are in your hands."

He stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, you might as well hand them over to me for safekeeping, after all, no matter how important a sword is, it's not as important as your own life, isn't it?"