Qi family inner library

There was a lot of clutter in front of me.

"So much broken copper?"

Seeing the mountains of swords piled up in front of him, the Tianxu Dao people were also a little surprised.

Many swords stood on the ground in the warehouse, and at a glance, the number was piled up into a small mountain.

Zhang Jian waved his hand casually at this time, and an illusory cyan talisman manifested in his hand, and the wind technique flowed, and a layer of wind swept through, and he suddenly saw layers of dust being carried away by the wind.

He was dressed in a cyan silk robe, his black hair was simply restrained by a crown, his long hair was shawl, and his big sleeves were wide, and he took the lead in entering the warehouse.

Qi Yi glanced at Tianxu Old Dao behind him at this time, shook his head and said: "What do you know, this is my Qi family's collection for hundreds of years, and there are many treasures among them. ”

Tianxu Daoist shook his head and said, "You county wang families are not happy at all!" ”

Qi Yi didn't pay attention to the muttering of the Heavenly Void Daoist, he first came to the cruel center between his steps, and then found an ancient sword with a purple hilt in it and lifted it slightly, only to see a bright sword light emerge, and the blade was like a pool of autumn water.

He took a look at it with both hands, and came to Zhang Jian casually.

"Brother Jian'er, this is a famous sword on the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago, named Ziyin, he is a sword in the hands of a grandmaster master Long Yin Zhenren, that Long Yin Zhenren relies on this sword to crisscross the southern martial arts, and its sword drinks the blood of thousands of black and white masters, which can be described as famous!"

Zhang Jian's eyes moved when he heard this, and he also raised his hands to take the ancient sword, waved it casually, and suddenly his eyes lit up, his sensitive mind seemed to be able to feel the wind whistling in the air, which was cut by silky smoothness, and there was a layer of strong murderous intent inside, as if there were unjust ghosts and ghosts swirling around the tip of the sword.

This long sword has indeed left the lives of many warriors.

The strength of the blade is also much tougher than that of a normal longsword.

In the warehouse, there are only a few sword weapons that can be compared to this sword.

Zhang Jian was about to agree, but his thoughts still subconsciously swept through the warehouse, and for a moment his face was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but listen.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, he heard a strange hissing in his ears.

It's not that God 'hears' it.

Instead, the Ten Thousand Worlds Spiritual Consciousness Ball heard it, and he heard a childish voice, like a babbling babbling whisper of a baby.

Although the language is chaotic and fragmented, it is indeed a 'voice'!

Like a seed arching through the soil.

Zhang Jian's face was surprised.

It was the first time he had encountered such a thing, holding the Ziyin long sword in his hand, his footsteps slowly approached with the sound, and finally came to a strange long sword.

It was an ancient sword stuck diagonally on the ground, and it could be seen that it had once been extremely luxurious and majestic.

A sword is not ordinary to describe it with luxury and majesty.

Now it was rusty, and the blade was covered in blood-colored dark spots.

Putting down the Ziyin Sword in his hand, Zhang Jian casually pulled out the ancient sword covered with rust, and when he pulled out the ancient sword covered with rust, Zhang Jian noticed that the dragon ball in his sleeve exuded a hot meaning, which seemed to resonate with the ancient sword in his hand.

The voice inside the rusty sword was louder.

It's still a little loud, but it's noticeably active.

"Isn't this spirituality?"

Zhang Jian's eyes lit up slightly.

All things have spirits, and only with spirituality can they speak.

In any case, a spirit is much stronger than a dead thing.

Seeing that Zhang Jian seemed to like the rusty sword in his hand, Qi Yi laughed and couldn't help but admire:

"Brother Jian'er has good eyes, this sword is also one of the few swords in the inventory!"

"This is the Dragon Sword!"

Qi Yi felt a little amazed.

These Zuo Dao Warlocks are a little different from Dang Zhen and other body forging martial artists, internal martial artists, Zhang Jian obviously has no attainments at all on the way to appreciating weapons, but he can beat the most precious ancient sword in this treasure house at a glance.

"Even this tattered is a sword?"

The Heavenly Void Daoist pointed to the rusty long sword and couldn't help but laugh.

He had noticed Zhang Jian's movements a long time ago, but with his divine thoughts, he didn't find anything unusual.

Qi Yi glanced at Tianxu Old Dao, shook his head and said, "You old man doesn't know the goods!"

This sword is called the Dragon Yin Sword, it is rumored to be the sword of the king of Chu thousands of years ago, it is rumored that it is extremely sharp, once drank the blood of the dragon, have you ever heard of the legend of the king slaying the dragon? It is said that the king once defeated a dragon and suppressed it and the Baishui River, so there are thousands of hectares of fertile land around the Baishui River!

This is a dragon-slaying sword! ”

Hearing this, a trace of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Void Daoist, and then he pointed at Qi Yi and smiled:

"Qi Lao'er, you really brag back!

This kind of unbelievable folklore you also believe that Jiaolong is such a monster, almost with the gods born in nature, although the king is a king, but in the end he is just a mortal, how can he be able to hurt the spirit of the dragon in the water? ”

"Nonsense? This is simply nonsense! ”

Tianxu Lao Dao shook his head, he didn't believe it at all.

Jiaolong, such a spirit in the water, is too terrifying, and it can easily set off natural disasters, how can human beings easily shoot and injure.

Zhang Jian listened to it but was thoughtful, he did feel the abnormal movement of the dragon ball in his sleeve.

He casually asked, "Then why did this sword become like this?" ”

Qi Yi sighed when he heard this: "This sword has been passed down from generation to generation in the Qi family, but I don't know why it became like this, it became like this a long time ago, if it wasn't for the fact that it was still sharp, even the ancestors of my Qi family were a little skeptical, did we get a fake sword!" ”

Zhang Jian's eyes moved when he heard this, but at the moment he put back the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand.

"Since it is the inheritance of the ancestors, it is hard to use!"

Qi Yi looked at Zhang Jian when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Brother Jian'er doesn't have to be like this, this is the rule of many years ago, Brother Jian'er just take it himself!" ”

After a slight pause, he smiled heartily: "What's more, Brother Jian is not an outsider!" It's not against the rules! ”

"This ......"

Zhang Jian hesitated for a moment, then hugged his fists:

"Thank you grandson for the sword!"

Zhang Jian's eyes lit up slightly, and he was indeed very curious about this sword.

Especially the ancient sword that also possesses spirituality.

After taking the rusty ancient sword in front of him, Zhang Jian had a hint of love in his eyes.

……

And when Zhang Jian chose the long sword in his hand, on the periphery of the Qi family, the dragon girl looked gloomy and was a little depressed.

She had been around Qi Mansion for more than a month, but she hadn't sensed the existence with the Dragon Ball leaving Qi Mansion yet.

She didn't take the initiative to attack, and she went out in person for this.

But it didn't work much.

"So cunning?"

The dragon lady sensed something tricky.