Cicada followed behind the group of women and walked into the village, and Xuan Rou instructed a villager to arrange a wooden house for Cicada to live in.

She took the Nine Mussel Girls and returned to her house, and the Nine Mussel Girls were talking again:

"This young man is handsome and extraordinary, with an extraordinary heroic roar between his eyebrows."

"Hee-hee, that's wrong, he's not called a young man, he's called a cicada."

"The name Cicada is not very famous, compared to his appearance, it is too far away."

"The cicada, in May, is desperately screaming on the tree, but this cicada is very quiet and very polite."

Xuan Rou sat on the chair, letting the nine big clam girls say a word to you and me to say a word, she was reminiscing about the cicada's every move.

No, he said to the nine big clam girls: "It's been lively enough these days, and several groups of people have come one after another."

He smiled as he spoke, stood up, walked to the corner of the wooden house, and said as he went: "No matter what intentions these groups of men and horses have when they come, we must treat them politely and keep an eye on them in case something happens."

At this moment, she was standing in the corner of the room, and she took an object hidden in that corner.

She looked at the object again and again, and said: "To gain a foothold in this troubled world, it is far from enough to rely on fists and feet alone, this sword, named Xue Yuehua, is a treasure left by the ancestors.

Since the ancestors were able to use this Xueyue Hua Sword, each generation has been passed down, and no one has been able to stimulate the power of this sword.

Xuan Rou admired the Xue Yuehua sword as she spoke, and said: "Those who use this sword can't improve their martial arts, so it's better to give up this sword and use their fist skills, so this sword has never been used, and they don't even have the mental method to practice the sword." ”

The nine big mussel girls watched like a tide.

"This sword is white and snowy, miserable, and the color of the sword made of bamboo is very different."

"Hee-hee, it's like a thin piece of ice that breaks when you touch it."

"Look at the top of this sword, it's a little uneven."

"Is this really a sword, only wood and bamboo chips can be made into swords, stone chips can only be made into axes and arrowheads, and ice can't be made into swords, this is called."

When Hua Clam said this, he tilted his face and thought for a while, and said, "It's appropriate to name it a thin ice flake." ”

"Lao Hua is wrong, look at it as a sword, a sword that can't go into battle to kill the enemy."

Xuan Rou quietly listened to the comments of the Nine Great Mussel Girls on the Xue Yuehua Sword, and she said lightly: "The reason why this sword is not sharp is only because it is a strip in the center of the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Ice, as for what it is, no one can say clearly." ”

Seeing that the Nine Great Mussel Girls were listening to her when they were quiet, Xuan Rou said proudly: "The ancestor gave it a very elegant name, Xueyue Huajian. ”

Li Beng was puzzled: "A strip in the center of the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Ice is also suitable to be named Ice Crystal. ”

Xuan Rou said: "According to legend, the ancestors of the Water Tribe, once accidentally discovered an eternal ice cave.

The ice cave was full of icicles, and the ancestors saw that in the center of an icicle there was such a white thing.

So, the ancestor smashed the icicle with a stone axe, took the thing from the icicle, and struck it at the other icicles, and the huge icicle was shattered by it. ”

How can this thin thing be so hard?

The mussel girls showed that they didn't believe what Xuan Rou said, and they all opened their bright eyes one by one, and they all looked at Xue Yuehuajian's body.

"The ancestor once fought against the fire god Zhu Rong, and this sword was once burned by Zhu Rong's fire, and it turned out to be unharmed."

Wen Clam was very surprised, and asked in a lost voice: "Even if it is the hardest iron in the world, it will be refined into a slurry by the fire, what is this Xueyue Hua Sword, it, it is burned by fire and does not dissolve, could it be that it is caused by growing in the Ten Thousand Year Xuan Icicle." ”

Xuan Rou was proud in her heart, and smiled slightly: "The ancestor took it from the 10,000-year-old icicle, and when he saw that it was not sharp, he used the fire to melt it, wanting to forge it into a sharp sword. ”

The clam hurriedly asked, "Why is it so dull until now?" ”

Xuan Rou glanced at the clam and said: "At first glance, I expected it to burn in the fire for seven days and seven nights, and every other hour I took it out of the fire, and it was not even hot at all. ”

"It doesn't get hot after being burned by fire for seven days and seven nights, and it was taken from the center of the icicle?"

The clam muttered to herself, stretched out one hand and touched it on the Xue Yuehua sword, and her brows suddenly furrowed.

Wen Clam grinned, "Lao Qing, it's very freezing." ”

As she spoke, she also touched Xue Yuehua's sword with her hand, her brows were also furrowed, and she muttered to herself: "It's called Xue Yuehua, and it's not frozen at all." ”

The clam grinned: "It seems to be still warm." ”

Zhu Beng asked puzzledly: "The Xue Yuehua Sword is the ancestor's divine weapon, look at it like a thin piece of ice, fragile and weak, can it really resist the impact of any blade?" ”