Sun Shijie went up to the skylight and found that it was surprisingly hot and dark, completely different from other places. Sun Shijie walked to the door and listened quietly:

"Dharma Protector, you have to be careful here! The place where Sun Shijie disappeared is very close to your downstairs. It was the young leader's voice.

"Don't worry, with the old man here, even if Sun Shijie comes, what good fruit can he get?" said a majestic old man's voice.

When Sun Shijie heard this voice, he couldn't help frowning: This person is different from others!

"That's, that's!" the young leader looked gone.

Sun Shijie was secretly observing the "Dharma Protector", watching him walk and saying: "In this world, only weapons are the best. They don't have to hide, and few people find them. ”

Sun Shijie knew that he had been discovered, so he came out and politely said to the Dharma Protector: "Junior Sun Shijie, I have strayed into the Dharma Protector's house, forgive my sins!"

"Haha. The old man laughed, "Entering my house by mistake, the new generation is really capable!" The old man stroked his beard, turned on the light, and the room suddenly became bright. Sun Shijie just looked at the old man and said slowly: "I don't mean this mansion, but the place I stayed just now." ”

The old man changed the subject: "Young man, what do you think of the weapons in this room?" Sun Shijie looked at the smile on the old man's face, and felt a little more sure in his heart, so he looked around, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, his chin was about to be dislocated: this room was full of dazzling colors, all of them were weapons! The most important thing is that there are all kinds of runes on these weapons, which are formations. In other words, these are all artifacts!

Sun Shijie's eyes fell on a sword with a slender body, a middle ridge, two sharp blades, and a concave arc of the forward. There are two convex hoops on the stem, and the round jewelry is on the sword with concentric circles. Sun Shijie looked at it for a long time before he exclaimed: "Yue Wang Sword!"

The old man laughed proudly: "That's right, it's the Yue Wang Sword!" The old man tried his best to collect the sword in the war, and only this one was the most satisfying. ”

Sun Shijie carefully picked up the Yue Wang sword, touched the sword body lovingly with his hand, and sighed very emotionally: "I thought it was extinguished with the smoke of war." ”

"Hmph! Those ignorant human beings, thinking that the land is the only one, made the earth like this! They also said that the formation on the sword body was a 'pattern'! It made countless divine weapons buried on the battlefield, alas, alas!" The old man was also very emotional.

Sun Shijie put down the Yue Wang Sword, his eyes swept over Zhanlu, Chixiao, Long Yuan, etc., just the sword, Sun Shijie didn't want to leave!

Just when Sun Shijie was obsessed, the old man spoke again: "This young man has seen so many of my divine weapons, so how about letting the old man see your artifact?"

Sun Shijie knew the rules of courtesy, and he no longer shirked, and took down the blood sword that had been on his back along with the scabbard. He took the scabbard of his sword and pointed the hilt of his sword at the old man: "Please look at it." ”

The old man did not rush to take the sword, but stared at the scabbard as if he was out of his mind for a moment, and then said in a tentative tone, "What is this scabbard extraordinary?"

"Hahaha. Sun Shijie smiled boldly, threw the sword to the old man, only held the scabbard and said: "Seniors have good eyesight! This scabbard is made of Ming Iron, which has evolved from the earth's iron ore through long-term strong nuclear radiation, and is carved into a trapped black array inside, and is instilled with all the strength of the peak monk in the fog transformation period at one time, which can be regarded as a high-grade product in the immortal weapon." ”

The old man drew his sword, and a murderous aura filled the house in an instant. The old man bowed his head, this breath is by no means something that can be sacrificed by the blood of one or two people! The old man did not break this point, picked up the blood sword and slowly looked at it. He stroked it carefully, looking at the bloodshot in the middle, and couldn't help but wonder: "This material... ”

Sun Shijie smiled: "This is Krypton's exclusive material - ink iron. And this bloodstain can only be extracted by a few grams per 100 tons of graphite. Sun Shijie took the blood sword and asked, "I wonder if the predecessors are reluctant to give up some blood?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his clothes pocket, "How can a person who slenders a sword not prepare blood?" said and handed the porcelain bottle to Sun Shijie.

Sun Shijie took it with one hand, poured a drop of blood from the bottle on the sword, and then handed the sword to the old man. The old man looked at the blood sword: the blood in the middle was spreading outward, and then the place where it spread dissipated instantly, and so on. The black of the sword body is even deeper, just like ink, and it will be stained with black when you touch it well.

Sun Shijie looked at the old man and smiled again: "Seniors can touch the sword body." ”

The old man stretched out his hand suspiciously, and then looked up in great surprise: "The temperature of this sword has dropped!"

Sun Shijie walked up to stroke the sword body: "That's right." All the weapons of the gods are as sharp as clay. However, once the war lasts and the sword body rubs too much heat, it will give the sword more or less damage. And this blood sword can rely on blood to cool down, and the more you fight, the more powerful it is. ”

The old man held the sword in one hand and felt the temperature of the sword with the other. If there is more blood, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand the temperature! It's just that it's not just that! The old man waved his sword in the air, and seemed to say inadvertently, "The blood sword is a sword bone." ”

Sun Shijie pursed his lips and smiled: "Then senior, look at it, what is the essence of this sword?"

The old man praised: "This sword alone can be immortal with its sword bones. It's just that this sword essence ・・・・・・ "The old man danced the sword infatuatedly, and Sun Shijie watched from the side. After a long time, the old man stopped and took a breath: "Thank you, young man. I didn't expect that I would still be able to see him! No complaints, no complaints!"

Sun Shijie's smile did not decrease, and he asked knowingly: "What do you see?"

The old man shed two lines of tears: "Nature's Ancient Artifact: Eternal Fire." ”

Sun Shijie also became serious: "How can the seniors have fun dancing the sword alone? The juniors are offended!" As he spoke, he drew out the sword of King Yue, and competed with the old man.

These two people are old and young, one is agile and the other is unique and sophisticated, but the moves of both of them are the same: the ancient martial arts of mankind - the eighteen styles of the dragon!

"Hahahaha-" The old man was finally defeated, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, "The old man only knows today what a good sword is!" said Sun Shijie and knelt down.

Sun Shijie accepted this kneeling, he seemed to hesitate, but in the end he still helped the old man up: "The seniors guard these weapons, and the merits are hard to appreciate." It's just that the younger generation has something to do and must go. ”

The old man respectfully handed back the sword, looked at Sun Shijie's back and muttered, "Holy Lord・・・・・・ you are right. This boy has the ability to save the earth!"

Sun Shizhuo walked into the forging room and felt it: there are three wandering ghosts, the level of the Cheng Dan stage, behind me, like fire in front of me. Why do you want to do this? This is to force me to a place like fire, could it be that there is some ambush there? It's just that the three wandering ghosts of the Chengdan stage can already threaten me! Sun Shijie shook his black clothes and walked towards the place like fire with a resolute face.

"Sun Shijie, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Ruhuo was wearing fiery red clothes, with one shoulder exposed, but there was some asymmetrical beauty.

Sun Shijie looked at the scar on her left arm, and his heart was full of apologies: "Miss Ruhuo, I'm deeply sorry. ”

"Yo, Sun Shijie. Ruhuo looked angry: "You hurt me, and you still came to my house to grab things, do you still have the face to say 'sorry'?"

Sun Shijie hugged his fist salute: "I really need a liaison in the next commission." Moreover," Sun Shijie's words changed: "You have also been assigned by Leng Yue Wuheng, haven't you?"

Ruhuo's face was a little hideous, and Sun Shijie said apologetically: "If Miss Ruhuo can return the contact device to me, I owe Miss Ruhuo a favor, how about it?"

Ruhuo finally smiled: "I heard that if Sugar Sugar Jinjia owes someone a favor, he will desperately meet someone's request, right?"

Sun Shijie bowed his head: "Shijie is like this." ”

"Okay, remember your agreement!" Ruhu clapped his hands, Ruyu came out of the darkness and handed the liaison and marshal order to Sun Shijie.

Sun Shijie only took the liaison and said, "This marshal order was given to Miss Ruyu by me." Suddenly, the liaison rang. Ruhuo motioned for him to answer.

After Sun Shijie connected it, he put the liaison device flat, and then the light on the liaison gradually gathered into an avatar, and there was long hair fluttering.

Ruhuo couldn't help but secretly say: It's beautiful!

This person is a little bit!