Chapter 8: The Ancient Sword!

Under everyone's gaze, Tang Lin scratched his fingernails, cut the fingerprint of his thumb, squeezed out a drop of Yin Hong's blood, and landed on the broken sword.

The blood dripped on the blade and was quickly sucked dry, and at the same time, Tang Lin only felt that there was an extra thread of connection in the spiritual ocean in his mind.

"En?" Tang Lin was stunned: "I can't even see the quality?"

After dripping blood to recognize the master, he was surprised to find that the remnant sword in his hand did not have a weapon spirit, and he couldn't sense at all what quality this remnant sword was.

Even if it's not an immortal artifact, it's just a holy artifact, it can still sense quality.

And what really can't sense the quality, there is only one thing, that is, ordinary mortal iron. But such a weapon can be broken with just a light grip.

And the remnant sword in his hand, Tang Lin tried it, but he couldn't break it at all.

"Little junior brother, what kind of quality is it?"

"Isn't it an immortal weapon?"

"No......"

Everyone looked at Tang Lin curiously.

Tang Lin smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "I have confessed to the Lord with blood, but I can't sense what quality it is, this remnant sword is a bit weird." ”

"Little junior brother, you can rest assured to say it, it's nothing if it's not an immortal weapon, we won't laugh at you, haha...... Ahem. ”

"That's it. ”

"Just say it. ”

Tang Lin was dumbfounded for a moment before he smiled bitterly: "What I said is the truth, I didn't lie to you, I really can't see the quality." ”

"Little junior brother, you are not kind. ”

"Don't be shy, say it. ”

The rest still did not believe.

Tianyin stood in the crowd, looking at Tang Lin with a helpless face, his eyes flashed, and he muttered: "Tang Lin won't lie, this sword should be weird, for so many years." None of us picked out more than half of the broken sword from it, so I still want the master to ask about it. ”

Here he is the most senior, and everyone felt a little strange when they heard it, and immediately nodded their heads.

Everyone immediately followed Tang Lin and came to the Taixuan Hall on the mountainside. He stopped at the door and said respectfully in unison: "Disciple to meet the master." ”

"Come in. Tai Xuan Zhenren's voice came out indifferently.

As soon as more than a dozen people rushed in, they saw the Taixuan Zhenren sitting on the top of the Taixuan Palace, holding the ancient scroll in his hand, tasting tea, and said indifferently: "I already know about you." ”

Tianyin said respectfully: "Please show the master." ”

Taixuan Zhenren sighed lightly, put down the scroll in his hand, and looked up at Tang Lin among the crowd, to be precise. It was looking at the broken sword in his hand.

When looking at this sword, his gaze became a little strange, as if there was a trace of remembrance, a trace of nostalgia, and a trace of deep meaning.

"I didn't expect that for so many years, someone would be able to pick this sword out of the [Yujian Cave], it seems that it is really fate. Perhaps, the time has come. He muttered softly. As if caught in a memory, no one in the hall dared to disturb him.

After a while, Taixuan Zhencai seemed to think of Tianyin's question, he looked up at the people in the main hall, and said, "This sword was brought back from the battlefield in ancient times, and the spirituality on it has long been lost. Even I can't see his quality, but over the years, this sword has not decayed, and it was at least a top-grade fairy sword back then. Or a superb fairy sword first-class. ”

Wow~

Everyone was stunned for a while, and their eyes fell on the black, not amazing-looking remnant sword in Tang Lin's hand.

Tianyin's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes, only he understood what kind of luck Tang Lin had, if he said that what he got was just an ordinary broken sword, he would never believe it.

Tang Lin looked down at the remnant sword in his hand in a daze, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

Top-grade, or superb fairy sword?

But a total loss of spirituality is equivalent to scrap metal!

Taixuan Zhenren looked at Tang Lin with a smile and said, "You can choose this sword, it means that you have some fate with it, cherish it, although this sword is useless, but after all, it is an ancient thing, and it is still worth remembering." ”

Tang Lin smiled bitterly.

He's not an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, so what do you want this to commemorate?

"It's all gone. Taixuan Zhenren waved his hand, lowered his head and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.

Everyone listened to the order and respectfully withdrew from the Taixuan Palace. As soon as he left the main hall, everyone gathered around Tang Lin and looked curiously at the remnant sword in his hand.

"Tsk, little junior brother, your luck is really strong, and you actually chose an ancient fairy sword, and it may be a masterpiece. ”

"Little junior brother, let me touch this sword. ”

"I don't know what it's like, I've never seen a top-grade fairy sword in my life, let alone a superb one. ”

"It's a pity that the spirituality above is all lost, otherwise the little junior brother will make a fortune. ”

"Nonsense, if there is still spirituality, our master will use it, which round will get us?"

Everyone was gossiping, and they didn't have the demeanor of a master, but it was not surprising that most of these senior brothers and sisters had cultivated in Taixuan Mountain since they were children, and they had never gone down the mountain, and their hearts were pure and kind.

Cultivation is about nature.

Move with your heart, don't force, don't deliberately.

Therefore, people who have attained enlightenment often want to kill people, so they kill them.

If you want to give someone a big opportunity, you can give someone a big opportunity, and it all depends on your mood.

Unreasonable, no reason, everything is based on the heart!

Just like the previous gambling, they are all with a playful mentality, after all, cultivating in the mountains is long and boring, and it is rare to have such a thing, so it is natural to relax.

This is the highest state of enlightenment.

The Tao is not in the body, but in the heart!

Tianyin smiled at everyone and said, "Everyone, are you willing to lose the previous bet?"

Everyone looked at him in astonishment, and then they hung their heads and became dejected.

Although the spirituality of the remnant sword in Tang Lin's hand was completely lost, which was equivalent to a waste, Taixuan Zhenren said that this sword used to be a top-grade sword, even a superb fairy sword!

In this way, the bet is naturally on Tenyin to win.

No one wants to care about some small details, after all, everyone is the same brother and sister, and they still have to be faced.

Although Tang Lin didn't know about the bet, looking at everyone's reactions and Tianyin's few words, he also vaguely guessed what was going on, and couldn't help but touch his nose and smile.

Tianyin said leisurely to everyone: "I'll take the little junior brother to the [Wanjing Pavilion] first, and take the bet afterwards." ”

Everyone reluctantly sent him and Tang Lin away.

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【Wanjing Pavilion】

It is said to be a pavilion, in fact, this [Wanjing Pavilion] is almost equivalent to a small mountain, standing on the top of the mountain, the floor is not much high, the white clouds are swirling, and the roof cannot be seen.

There was no one guarding in front of the pavilion, most of them had laid out the formation, and strangers rushed in, and the end was bound to be extremely miserable.

"This is the [Wanjing Pavilion]. Tianyin said to Tang Lin: "If you want to get immortal arts, great supernatural powers, you only need to pass the conditions." (To be continued.) )