Time is in the blink of an eye, and it is the deep winter, the goose-feather snow has fallen from the air in large swaths, Yunwuling has a kind of lonely beauty in this season, Jing Xuan and some of their still innocent disciples will also be at the door of the residence, or somewhere else in the Yunwu Ridge, build a snowman, or make some other snow shape to play, but recently Jing Xuan's mood has been extremely low, since Jing Xuan obtained the mana of the stone sword some time ago and defeated Lu Cheng, Jing Xuan has been greatly comforted psychologically, he thinks how good it would be if he could have such an experience again？

At this time, Jing Xuan had just had dinner, walking on the snow in Yunwu Ridge, the snow was very thick, and it would make a creaking sound when he stepped on it, Jing Xuan wanted to recall the swordsmanship that defeated Lu Cheng at the beginning, even if it was only one move and one style, so that he didn't have to be ridiculed by some disciples all the time, since the last time Jing Xuan inexplicably took the first place, now some disciples will always say when they meet him: "Come on, Jing Xuan, let me appreciate some of your first swordsmanship," When Jing Xuan heard this, he could only helplessly dodge, because his swordsmanship was too lowly, and the more Jing Xuan thought about it now, the more angry he became, could it be that his swordsmanship was really so bad forever?

Jing Xuan was originally a smart man, he looked up at the heavy snow, and the buildings in the distance were faintly hidden in the white snow, Jing Xuan suddenly had a spirit, and thought to himself, the stone sword last time was not subdued by the master, and it was re-placed in the ancestral temple, and that sword was originally destined for himself, otherwise how could he secretly hide it on his body? Since you have a fate with yourself, it is better to find that sword now, this time you can't be confused anymore, you must clearly follow the stone sword to learn a few tricks, the stone sword used a few tricks last time when he fought against the head of the Wuji Hall is simply too beautiful, when Jing Xuan thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, thinking about it, Jing Xuan didn't care about anything, and walked in the direction of the ancestral temple.

When Jing Xuan came to the Patriarch Temple, it was late, Jing Xuan was very careful along the way because he was afraid of being seen by other disciples to see him here, and now the snow in the sky is small, but the Patriarch Temple is already low and damp, the snow has accumulated a thick piece here, the snow reflects the faint white light, Jing Xuan walked into the Patriarch Temple with this faint white light, but the temple door of the Patriarch Temple has been slightly opened, Jing Xuan because of the panic along the way, he didn't notice this situation, he just pushed the door casually, and ran in in a panic, thinking that no one found him along the way。

As soon as Jing Xuan entered the ancestral temple, he respectfully kowtowed one by one, even if he came to meet the predecessors of Yunwuling, in fact, Jing Xuan didn't know one of these people, he just said respectfully: "Senior, disciple Jing Xuan to see you." Jing Xuan's clever eyes looked around vigorously, and suddenly he finally found that the worn-out stone sword was placed on a yellow cloth pad not far away.

Jing Xuan was so happy in his heart, he stood up, walked forward quickly, picked up the stone sword respectfully with both hands, and bowed to the statue in front of him, Jing Xuan happily held the stone sword, looking at it, the stone sword was very worn, full of potholes, if it weren't for the last time Jing Xuan saw how this stone sword challenged the head Qingyi, Jing Xuan really couldn't imagine that this stone sword was so powerful.

Jing Xuan happily took the stone sword and ran to the courtyard of the ancestral temple, at this time the night was deep, everything was quiet, the snow that had stopped for a while just now was now falling from the air in large patches, Jing Xuan said softly: "Stone sword, stone sword, you quickly change your mana, and let me see how powerful you are." ”

Jing Xuan pretended to be mysterious and bowed to the stone sword again, and then secretly cast a spell, the stone sword flew into the air with a swish, and then never moved again, Jing Xuan wanted to activate the mana of the stone sword, so he continued to use the trick of how to manipulate the sword given to them by Gu Xingyun, and wanted the stone sword to exert more power, but after tossing for a long time, the stone sword did not show any strong power at all, just according to Jing Xuan's spell, it flew in the air for a while, and stabbed in all directions for a while, tossing and turning, it was simply an ordinary stone sword。

Jing Xuan took back the stone sword, held it in his hand, and carefully observed it for a long time, this stone sword has some weight, much heavier than his own long sword, and there are some unclear words engraved on the stone sword, and can only vaguely see the three words of the sword, and the other words are too vague, Jing Xuan knew in his heart that this sword must have been a rare fairy sword in the world before, but unfortunately it was defeated by the head of the sect now, and it turned out to be like mortal iron, when Jing Xuan thought of this, he suddenly remembered that Gu Xingyun had told them that the reason why some fairy swords lost their mana was because they were sealed by chance, even if the sealed fairy sword itself is powerful, it can't be used.

Jing Xuan thought to himself, this sword was defeated by the boss last time, the boss must be afraid that this stone sword will come out of Yunwuling again, it must be that this sword is sealed with mana, it is not necessarily, Jing Xuan is very proud of his own analysis, on weekdays, the brothers often say that he is clever, can do things, can think about problems, and other people's praise is not in vain, Jing Xuan thought of this, and his heart was very proud, as long as he found a way to crack the power of the seal on this stone sword, then this stone sword could not recover its powerful power again?

Jing Xuan had a triumphant look on his face, and was just about to walk out of the Patriarch Temple, when suddenly a sigh came from behind him, saying, "A broken sword, where are you going to hold it?"

Hearing this sudden and strange voice, Jing Xuan's heart beat faster, and he didn't turn around yet, thinking, "It's over, did you run into a ghost!"

At this time, the night was dark, the moon in the sky had not yet come out, Jing Xuan held the stone sword tightly in his hand, and was about to seize the door and escape, who knew that Jing Xuan had not run out, there was a gust of wind behind him inexplicably, but the temple door was closed with a bang, Jing Xuan wanted to open the temple door with force, but the temple door seemed to be tightly glued, and it could not be opened at all, Jing Xuan was sweating profusely at this time, his legs were weak and he was already lying on the temple door, he was so frightened that he said nonsense: "Grandpa, I am a good boy, you just let me out." ”

A low laugh came from behind Jing Xuan, and he said, "Put down the sword, and you go out again." ”

Jing Xuan's face turned pale and said: "Grandpa, I just want to learn a few swordsmanship techniques with this stone sword, I won't be embarrassed by this stone sword, and I will send it back to grandpa in a few days." ”

The voice sighed regretfully, and said, "A sword without a sword soul, what can you learn if you take it out?" ”

When Jing Xuan heard this, he suddenly thought: "This voice is so clear and clear, could it be that someone is deliberately teasing himself?"

Jing Xuan plucked up his courage and turned around to look, only to see an old man with a slightly hunched back, thin figure and pale face standing in front of him in the distance, his face looked a little deformed, and it seemed a little out of harmony with his body, but the old man's small eyes looked bright, looking at Jing Xuan with a slight smile.