Yu Hao looked at the war knife on the ground with palpitations, but the previous voice did not sound again. Yu Hao mustered up his courage and was about to walk towards the war knife again, just taking a step.

A puff of light smoke floated out of the sword, and Yu Hao looked at the old man, who was dressed in a black robe, his beard and hair were gray, and there was a hint of evil cunning in his face.

"Little guy, the old man is a sword saint powerhouse from the Ten Thousand Fire Empire, you can call me Yan Lao!" said to Yu Hao with a smile as the old man who had just appeared.

Yu Hao heard the old man's words, and his eyes suddenly widened: "You, you are a sword saint powerhouse?"

You must know that Yi Lao is just a sword venerable powerhouse, Yu Hao thought that Yi Lao was already very powerful, but he didn't expect that there was a more powerful sword venerable powerhouse hidden in Yu Hao's war knife.

Seeing the look of shock on Yu Hao's face, and hearing his question, the old man nodded with pride and pride on his face that could not be concealed.

"No, Yan Lao, the Ten Thousand Fire Empire you mentioned had already been destroyed seven thousand years ago!" Yu Hao had also familiarized himself with the history of the mainland when he was in the Ke family in the past, and the Ten Thousand Fire Empire in Yan Lao's mouth had already been destroyed before the Ke family was born.

And the current three empires are the Fengqi Empire, the Nine Shadows Empire, and the Feather Empire. There is no Ten Thousand Fire Empire in Yan Lao's mouth.

"The country has been destroyed?" Yan Lao muttered, and then sighed helplessly: "I can't feel the passage of time in the outside world in the weeping blood knife, I didn't expect that this time I fell asleep for seven thousand years, and when I woke up, the old country no longer existed!"

"Yan Lao, what do you mean?" Yu Hao heard Yan Lao's muttering to himself, his head was confused, and there were many doubts in his heart.

The person in front of him, who claimed to be Yan Lao, suddenly emerged from the war knife he was carrying, and then said that he was the sword saint powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Fire Empire that had destroyed the country seven thousand years ago.

All this is so ridiculous, Yu Hao is wondering if he is dreaming, but the reality gives him a feeling that is so clear.

"Little guy!" The gray-haired Yan Lao suddenly looked at Yu Hao with a smile, and at the same time pointed to the war knife that fell to the ground and said, "This war knife, called the Weeping Blood War Knife, is the war knife I used seven thousand years ago!"

"Crying blood, it turns out that this war knife is called crying blood!" Yu Hao said to himself after hearing this name. The mother handed over the knife to Yu Hao, but before she could tell Yu Hao the name of the knife, she left Yu Hao forever.

"This knife is made by the old man with his own hands from the 10,000-year-old cold iron!It is the most proud and proud work of the old man!" said Yan Lao with a smile.

"What? You refined this knife, and you can refine the knife?" Yu Hao looked at Yan Lao in front of him in surprise and said in surprise.

It is extremely difficult to refine a knife, and the process is extremely cumbersome. The people on the continent who can refine the battle sword are called refiners, and a high-level refiner is even more noble than some strong pupil cultivators.

"Knife refining, that's natural, the old man was a great refiner during his lifetime!" Yan Lao said proudly.

But then there was a look of loss on his face, "It's a pity that it was only before I was born, and now I'm just a soul, just a remnant of existence!"

"A soul, what's going on, and how are you in this bloody knife?" Yu Hao looked at Yan Lao with doubts on his face

Yan Lao sighed and said slowly: "Seven thousand years ago, the old man and the old opponent made an appointment to fight with the Fire Sword Saint, but I didn't expect that there was a Holy Pupil powerhouse hidden in the shadows. The Holy Pupil powerhouse took advantage of the old man's unpreparedness and used the Pupil Technique to restrain the old man, so that the Fire Sword Saint could take advantage of the opportunity to kill me! But I was unwilling to fall, so I attached my soul to this Weeping Blood Knife. Fortunately, they thought that the old man had fallen, and they didn't know that the old man was hiding in the Weeping Blood Knife. But at that time, the old man's soul was too weak, and he fell into a long sleep. Because after you confessed the Lord, you came to life!"

Hearing what happened to General Yan back then, Yu Hao also completely understood. It seems that even the Sword Saint powerhouse is in danger of falling, Yu Hao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Thanks to you, the old man was able to wake up from the Weeping Blood Knife and feel the breath of this Pupil Martial Continent again, by the way, what is your name?" Yan Lao was not too sad because of the fall more than seven thousand years ago, after all, this was seven thousand years ago. Suddenly, with a smile on his face, he asked Yu Hao.

"My name is Yu Hao!" Yu Hao smiled brightly and replied.

Yan Lao nodded, "Yu Hao, a good name!"

"Elder Yan, can you only stay in the Weeping Blood Knife forever, unable to leave and regain your freedom?" Yu Hao asked with some reluctance.

"Isn't the old man leaving now, but the old man can't leave the ten meter range of this weeping blood sword. You must know that now the old man is just a soul, and the soul should disappear after death, but the old man's soul has been sustenance from the weeping blood knife, and it would be good to be able to maintain such a state!" Yan Lao saw the expression on Yu Hao's face, chuckled, and then slowly explained to Yu Hao.

Hearing Yan Lao's words, Yu Hao didn't speak. Yan Lao shook his head and continued: "Yu Hao, you don't have to be sad, you take the Weeping Blood Knife and take the old man to see this long-lost Pupil Martial Continent, and the old man will be satisfied!"

Originally, Yu Hao thought that the war knife in his hand was just a relic of his mother, but he didn't expect that this war knife had such a special history, and the person in front of him was the first owner of this war knife, and he was also a sword saint powerhouse.

"Child, do you want to learn knives?" Yan Lao saw Yu Hao falling into inexplicable contemplation, and said to Yu Hao with a chuckle.

"Learn the knife?" Hearing these two words, Yu Hao became inexplicably excited, you must know that the Yan Lao in front of him was a sword saint powerhouse seven thousand years ago, Yu Hao said in disbelief, "Can I?"

"Of course you can, you must know that the old man is a sword saint powerhouse, even if your talent is not very good, so that you can reach the level of the sword sect, the old man is still confident!" Yan Lao frowned and said with a smile.

When it comes to the path of sword cultivation, the requirements for talent are not as harsh as those for Hitomi cultivation. As long as you are willing to work hard, it is only a matter of time before you become a knife apprentice.

The key to the surprise of talent is when you become a knife apprentice, some people reach the level of a knife apprentice at the age of ten, and some people only become a knife apprentice at the age of thirty, this is where the talent gap lies.

Although Yi Lao promised Yu Hao to teach Yu Hao sword cultivation, the sword cultivation school that Yi Lao cultivated was a flying knife school, which was far from the ordinary knife cultivation school, not to mention that their flying knife school was never passed on.

Therefore, he can only teach Yu Hao to cultivate his fighting spirit, and as for combat skills, Yi Lao can't provide Yu Hao with anything.

At this moment, Yan Lao's words suddenly made Yu Hao's heart as excited as if it exploded. This was even more exciting than when Yi Lao agreed to teach Yu Hao to cultivate. Moreover, Yan Lao also promised that he could ensure that Ling Yu Hao reached the level of the Sword Sect.

Yu Hao instantly knelt down towards Yan Lao and solemnly kowtowed: "Teacher, thank you for accepting me as an apprentice!"

"Accept you as an apprentice?" the old man didn't think about it, but just take it! Anyway, the old man is just a soul now, and he can teach you at any time!" Yan Lao said with a smile, nodding at Yu Hao with satisfaction.

"Teacher Xie!" Yu Hao kowtowed respectfully again.

Yan Lao nodded slightly at Yu Hao, and then said to Yu Hao: "Come, let the old man first see how close you are to this Weeping Blood Knife, so that you can judge whether the Weeping Blood Knife is really suitable for you!"

"Then what should I do?" Yu Hao asked suspiciously, he really didn't know what to do about the affinity between the test and the Weeping Blood Knife that Yan Lao said.

"You first hold the Weeping Blood Knife with both hands, then close your eyes and feel it carefully, and tell me the truth if you see anything!" Yan Lao said with a chuckle.

Hearing Yan Lao's words, Yu Hao nodded, picked up the weeping blood knife on the ground, and held it tightly with both hands, and then Yu Hao slowly closed his eyes. Yan Lao smiled lightly, his fingers were a little bit of the Weeping Blood Knife, and then a faint red halo appeared on the Weeping Blood Knife.

At this time, red points of light flashed in Yu Hao's mind, and then the red points of light continued to increase, and finally filled Yu Hao's entire mind, and Yu Hao's entire mind was completely filled with red.

"What did you see!" Yan Lao asked Yu Hao.

"Red, in addition to red, is still red, as if it is a sea of blood!" Yu Hao replied truthfully.

"A sea of blood, what is the proportion of red?" Yan Lao frowned and continued to ask.

was asked by Yan Lao, but Yu Hao was a little afraid to say it, because he only saw red, and wondered in his heart, could it be that his affinity with this blood weeping knife was too low.

Yu Hao opened his eyes and looked at Yan Lao, and then whispered, a little unconfident: "There is only red, and there is no other color!"

"One hundred percent, oh my God, there is actually a person who has a 100 percent affinity with the Crying Blood Knife?" Yan Lao was stunned when he heard Yu Hao's words.

What does 100% affinity mean, since the Weeping Blood Knife was refined by Yan Lao, Yan Lao wanted to find a suitable master for it.

But none of them had an affinity of more than 50 percent, and he himself had an affinity of 60 percent, so in the end he used the Weeping Blood Knife himself.

The higher the affinity with the sword, the more compatible the knife and the person are, and the stronger the strength can be exerted in battle.

On the contrary, some people are strong in their own right, but they do not have a sword with a high degree of affinity with them, and their strength will be greatly reduced, and they will not even be able to exert half of the strength they should have.

"The Bloodweeping Knife was simply born for you, and you are the person I am looking for!" Yan Lao looked at Yu Hao excitedly and said, at this moment, his mood seemed to be like a tide, rising to the highest peak.