"Master, why is this place so empty?" Du Lingfeng asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the Heavenly Sword Peak, there are swords everywhere, why is the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, the center of the Heavenly Sword Peak, empty, looking a little desolate and lonely!

"Time flies, it always changes everything, thousands of years, although there are many divine swords left, but more have fallen with their masters, and then turned into crumbs, dissipating with the wind between heaven and earth!"

Although there are not many swords stored in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, each one represents a person, a member of the Fantasy Sword Sect who is mighty in the world!

The real divine sword is alive, and some of them will fall with the fall of their masters, even if they are left in the world, they are empty and have no gods!

A divine sword without a god is useless, no different from an ordinary mortal soldier, only sharper!

The swords of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion are not among them, because they are basically used by the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect, although their owners have fallen, they are still in the Phantom Sword Sect after all, so they still uphold the will of their masters and protect the Phantom Sword Sect!

"The divine soldier is upstairs, you can choose one yourself!" Dugu He said.

Divine soldiers have spirits and understand people's will, unless they encounter peerless masters and are forcibly suppressed, otherwise, they can choose their own masters.

The person who is chosen by the divine soldier is the so-called destined person!

In the empty attic, there is a staircase in front that leads to the upper floor.

Du Lingfeng stepped forward and stepped on the stairs, feeling a little excited, he was looking forward to it, looking forward to getting the legendary divine sword!

Suddenly, Du Lingfeng stopped, turned around and asked, "Master, can I choose more than one sword?"

Du Lingfeng thought of Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing is also a cultivator of the Divine Cultivation Realm, and she is also qualified to wear a sword, the opportunity is rare, Du Lingfeng wants to choose a divine sword for Xiao Jing too!

"Why?" asked Duguhe.

The swords in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion are generally not given away easily, even if they are disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect, only the most outstanding people, those who have great merits, are qualified!

Ordinary disciples are just ordinary mortal soldiers, although they are also very sharp, but they are not divine swords after all!

Divine swords are hard to find, and it is impossible for the Phantom Sword Sect to have so many divine swords for every disciple to wear!

"I want to pick a sword for Senior Sister Xiaojing as well. "Du Lingfeng told the truth, in front of his master, there was nothing to hide at all.

"Xiaojing?" Duguhe pondered, and then showed a sudden look, obviously already knowing who Xiaojing was.

"That's right!" Dugu Crane smiled and nodded in agreement!

He knew that Xiao Jing was also a very outstanding child, if it weren't for the fact that his exercises were not suitable for girls to cultivate, he would have taken Xiao Jing under his command at the beginning!

"Thank you, Master!" Du Lingfeng smiled, strode upstairs, and soon disappeared.

"This kid!" Duguhe shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a hint of relief!

At the end of the staircase, there is a door, tall and majestic, made of bluestone.

The door is heavy and mottled with the years carved on it!

"Click!"

The door was pushed open, and a sword aura struck, without killing intent, but with a fierce aura!

Du Lingfeng didn't dodge, he let the sword qi attack, he knew that there would be no danger, because he was a disciple of the Phantom Sword Sect, and he had the aura of the Phantom Sword Sect on his body.

The sword qi dissipated, and Du Lingfeng stepped in, this is a stone house, very wide, but very simple, and very ordinary!

There is no decoration in the stone house, only rows and rows of altars!

There is smoke on the altar, and it is clear that there are often people here to pay homage and take care of it.

Above each altar, there is a portrait, and on the hand of the portrait is a sword horizontally, which is obviously the sword used by the portrait in his life!

The people enshrined here are all former Tianjiao of the Phantom Sword Sect, and they are all big names who once shook the party.

As a disciple of the Phantom Sword Sect, Du Lingfeng naturally didn't dare to slack off, he knelt down one by one, and finally got up and began to look at the people in the portrait and the sword in their hands!

Huoyun Zhenren, this is a middle-aged man with red hair, rough appearance, tall and mighty, he looks up at the sky, with an unruly look!

It's just a portrait, but it's like a real person, and it shows a fierce momentum!

In front of the portrait, there is a sword running through it, this sword is like a real person in Huoyun, wide, mighty, it is a giant sword!

Du Lingfeng stretched out his hand to pick it up, there was an unusually heavy feeling, the giant sword had to weigh at least a thousand catties!

"Such a heavy sword is extremely inconvenient to use, and those who can use it must have different arm strength than ordinary people, and I'm afraid that only someone as powerful as Huoyun Zhenren can wield it freely!" Du Lingfeng muttered to himself.

Of course, Du Lingfeng is just talking, the reason why the divine weapon has a spirit and life is because it can be refined, and the cultivator has cultivated to a certain level, as long as the corresponding weapon is refined, it can be like an arm command, and there is no need to waste any effort to use it!

Of course, weapons are also graded, first-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and even the best!

Like human cultivation, although each weapon has a grade, weapons of the same level still have different powers, which mainly depends on the strength of the person who uses the weapon!

A monk of the Cultivation Realm, even if he holds a top-grade weapon, cannot be the opponent of a monk of the Taixu Realm, on the contrary, a monk of the Taixu Realm, holding a first-grade weapon, he can easily kill an opponent who is even lower than him!

Du Lingfeng tried to pull out the Huoyun Sword, but the Huoyun Sword didn't move!

"It seems that the two of us have no chance!" Du Lingfeng smiled bitterly, put down the Fire Cloud Sword, and sighed!

There are one hundred and ten altars in the stone house, enshrined the portraits of more than one hundred and ten sages of the Phantom Sword Sect and one hundred and ten divine swords!

Du Lingfeng looked at them one by one, picking stars, autumn water, kamikaze, breaking waves, ......!

A divine sword, accompanied by peerless powerhouses!

Du Lingfeng walked along the rows of altars and picked up a divine sword with a handle!

Some divine swords can be pulled out, some cannot, but without exception, all divine swords give Du Lingfeng a sad aura!

Excalibur Wuhua, although still sharp, its light has dimmed with the fall of its master!

Perhaps, only when they find a new owner, will their light shine brightly, right?

An Excalibur caught Du Lingfeng's attention.

It was the very center of the room, where there was no portrait, only a sword!

The sword is plain, with a simple and vicissitudes of life, at first glance, it is like an ordinary sword that has become an antique after being stored for no time, except for being a little simpler and a little old, the others are really not worth mentioning!

Somehow, as soon as he saw that sword, Du Lingfeng couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, there was a kind of excitement in his heart, and there was an indescribable joy!

It's like an old friend who hasn't seen you for many years suddenly reunite, and there is a sense of intimacy!

Airplanes!

The Excalibur trembled slightly, then turned into a ray of light and disappeared from the altar, and then levitated in front of Du Lingfeng!

Du Lingfeng's heart moved, this was a sign that the Excalibur took the initiative to recognize the Lord!

Du Lingfeng stretched out his hand, gently grasped the hilt of the sword, stroked the sword body with his hand, and then gently pulled it out!

Bland, this is Du Lingfeng's first feeling, and then, it is shocking!

The blade of the sword is as thin as a cicada's wings, three inches wide and three feet long, but it has a very simple atmosphere, with a touch of majesty in the breath, with a touch of momentum that looks at the world!

"Ask the sky!"

This is the name of this sword, not surprising, not too ostentatious!

"Ask the sky, ask the sky, ask the sky!" Du Lingfeng was very satisfied, nodded and said, "It's you!"

The road of the king of people is difficult, and the road to the sky is difficult, there is no difference between the two, just make up a pair.

Du Lingfeng put away the Heavenly Sword, now is not the time to observe, and he has to choose a sword for Xiaojing!

Excalibur can recognize the master, but people can also choose Excalibur, the opportunity is rare, he wants to choose a real peerless sword for Xiaojing!

Autumn water sword, the sword body is blue, as clear as a lake!

The owner of the Qiushui Sword is called Qiushui, a former supreme master of the Phantom Sword Sect, but she has fallen, and her sword remains, wanting to uphold her legacy and recreate the glory of the past!

Du Lingfeng chose it for Xiaojing, in Du Lingfeng's opinion, the Qiushui Sword with Xiaojing is just right!