Just when the eldest sister went home, Feng Xue was in the martial arts hall, chatting with Yun Rou, who she hadn't seen for many days.

"This time I went back and Yun and my senior brother are about to break through, so I delayed it a little, by the way, this is the solution to the motherboard of the sixty-four hexagram processor, and this is the flying sword that my senior brother wants." Yun Rou still looked like she was knowledgeable, and while taking out two Dharma Transmission Pills from the storage bag that impressed Feng Xue deeply, she also handed him a flying sword in a scabbard.

"What about the two men?" Feng Xue took his Dharma Pill and Flying Sword, and did not swallow it directly like Yun Li, but looked around, got up early this morning, everyone was eating, Yun Rou appeared in front of him at a moment, and then without saying a word, he took a bowl and ate together, and he didn't see the two cultivators who said he was going to bring over.

"Senior Sister Yunyi didn't sleep well last night, and this morning I found out that I forgot to pack my luggage, and said that there is everything here, but she has to say that she is ......not used to using things that are not her own."

"Where did this elementary school student come from? Too excited to sleep before traveling? Feng Xue spit out weakly, and then began to look at the flying sword in his hand-

The scabbard is not a simple wooden scabbard, but is very carefully rolled with some kind of leather, carefully stroked, with a sense of grain, some like shark skin, and the hilt seems to be wrapped with the same material, it feels excellent in the hand, it looks a little like a neon katana that is rolled into ray skin "handle shark" (in fact, the high-end scabbard and sword handle are rolled into shark skin), but it is not tied with a rope to form a roll handle, but there is no splicing trace, It's like you were born to look like this.

"What is the hilt and scabbard of?" Feng Xue stroked the scabbard, which was the opposite of stroking a smooth object, and the rough graininess was very addictive.

"Senior brother, do you remember the eight-hundred-year-old fish demon before? This is the curly handle made from the skin of the ray, and that fish has more than a thousand sets of scabbards and hilts! Yun Rou said with a smile, which made Feng Xue have to mourn for the fish for a moment.

But it was only for a moment, and in an instant, Feng Xue's eyes were once again attracted by the weapon in front of him.

A man's love for cold weapons doesn't need to be explained, he gently pulls out the long sword, and the sword light like water emits out, which is not a description! The light in the room, which is not too bright, is refracted layer by layer, and then becomes a kind of water-like ripples, if you have to describe it, it is the light and shadow effect of the underwater corridor of the aquarium, and the sword light is like water, without a little exaggeration!

The sword body was completely unsheathed, and the sword light also faded a little, but Feng Xue was immediately attracted by the sword body, the smooth sword body reflected his reflection, and the beautiful forging pattern on the sword edge gave people a feeling of sharpness in the center.

No, it wasn't just a feeling, Feng Xue pressed the tip of the sword against the tabletop, and without even exerting the slightest force, the sword body sank down a bit, and when he looked closely, he left a cut about two centimeters deep on the table just by relying on his own weight of less than three catties.

This sword is not as slender as the fitness sword commonly used by modern old people, but with a hint of heaviness, in terms of shape, it is closer to the eight-sided Han sword, but it is two points narrower, this is Feng Xue's own sword.

With a slight wave, a clear sword groan resounded in the air, and the air that had been broken by the sharp blade made a pleasant whistling sound, as if it was cheering for the long sword.

"Senior brother, as long as you use your divine soul to make a mark on the third point below the hilt of the sword, you can recognize the master." Yun Lan said with a smile, Feng Xue was not ambiguous at all, it seemed that the cultivator was not interested in any blood dripping blood to recognize the master, after all, the DNA sampling system was always much more troublesome than the Divine Soul Sensing System, wasn't it?

When the divine soul touched the mechanism in the hilt of the sword, a feeling like an arm command instantly surged into his heart, not a unity of mind and spirit, but a feeling of turning into a part of his body, but Feng Xue instinctively understood that this was only because of the relationship between his own realm and his own realm.

Returning the sword to the sheath, Feng Xue felt a little reluctant to put it in the storage bag, so he simply hung it on his waist, anyway, he opened a martial arts hall, and it was reasonable to carry a sword with him with him, right?

But think about it this way, when you negotiate conditions with the military in the future, should you open a certificate with a sword on the street? Sword license?

Just when he was stinky and beautiful there, there were two [biu——] [biu——] in front of him, one big and one small, one tall and one short, a man and a woman, and they appeared in the living room like this.

"This guy is that Yunxue? Doesn't it look good, does it? The standard tsundere-style opening remarks sounded, and it was a girl who was one meter three tall and wore a double ponytail, if it weren't for the fact that her hair was black, she should be able to directly cos the eldest lady of the three thousand courtyard without makeup.

"Yunyi, don't be unreasonable, we should call 'Senior Brother Xue'." The tone of the person who spoke on the side was gentle, but when you look at his face, it doesn't be—

This person is one meter nine tall, although he is wearing a robe, but the muscle lines are already about to be revealed from under the robe, if you put it in the movie, it is the type that can tear the clothes by moving the body a little, but it will not give people the kind of uncoordinated strong dry like a bodybuilder, just standing there, it gives people a feeling of strength, and this kind of appearance of five big and three thick, his behavior is very gentle, not the kind of stupid person who is stunned, It's a real style like a classical gentleman, but it's a pity that he has a Li Kui figure......

As if realizing that Feng Xue was looking at him, he nodded at Feng Xue: "Hello senior brother, I'm Yunhe." ”

"Uh, rhyme and ...... You're a physical cultivator of Tianyang Mountain, right? Feng Xue scratched her head and casually found a topic, after all, this kind of figure, who would believe it if it wasn't a physical cultivation?

"That, senior brother, although I was born in Tianyang Mountain, I joined the Maoshan faction and was a Fu Xiu." There is a hint of classical scholarly temperament between rhyme and words, but in an instant, it is washed away by the powerful figure, leaving only weirdness.

Looking at Yun He's strong muscles, Feng Xue just imagined that he was holding a brush to draw talismans, and suddenly shuddered, the picture was so beautiful, he really didn't dare to think about it!

"So this girl is a body cultivator?" Feng Xue turned the realization to the double ponytail girl again, according to the current situation, this girl should be the thorn that Yun Rou mentioned before.

"Who's your name? Mother, I'm enough for you to be your grandmother! Don't think that if you call you senior brother, you will really become a senior brother, even a ......"

"Senior Sister Yunyi." The girl's words were only halfway through, and Yun Rou's voice without a trace of fireworks entered her ears, and the arrogant girl before seemed to be instantly coaxed.

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