After listening to Lin Yuan's explanation, Yan Zongheng said very speechlessly: "Damn, how much do these people love me, they are willing to pay such a high price to seal me, and they are not willing to kill me." "If Master Hou dies, the entire Suiyang Empire will be shaken, and it is obvious that some people don't want anything to happen to the Suiyang Empire, so they can only choose this way. Xu Qing said.

"There are a lot of people who can do something like that. Obviously, some people don't want me to awaken the Xuantian Sword and become a warrior, which means that some people don't want me to dig deep into the secret of Abbe's Great Sword, but they are afraid of my identity, so they will choose to seal me.

Some people just want to humiliate me, and they don't want me to awaken the Xuantian Sword and wait until a certain time to humiliate me. Among these fools who were bullied by me in Luoyang City, there was no one with such qualifications and financial resources, and this was not in line with their mentality.

Some people don't want me to have strong force myself, so that I can better control me......

This is really a big riddle, who the hell is it?" Yan Zongheng sat there and kept wondering.

Yan Zongheng sat alone on the stone bed in the secret room, staring at the Abbe sword standing in front of the wall. Abbe's sword is a bladeless heavy sword made of meteorite outside the sky, the fastest part of the sword body is one foot, the sword is one meter long and three, and the hilt is a total of one meter six and five, to be honest, such a huge sword, even a heavy sword is a bit too big, and ordinary people have no way to pick it up.

After Yang Qianye lost the original competition, it was difficult to deny it in front of everyone, so he had to send someone to send it over, which was sent by five spirit master realm warriors, and the Abbe sword weighed a thousand catties, and only the spirit king realm cultivators could easily use martial arts. But of course, there are exceptions, and all cultivators who have cultivated sword qi can easily pick up the Abbe Great Sword. This phenomenon is called sword qi channeling, and it has also become a measure of a person's achievements in cultivating kendo.

If it weren't for the fact that the sword spirit who got the Abbe Great Sword was unrivaled in swordsmanship, and there was also a flying ascension, no one would have paid attention to this broken copper and iron. There are many people who have tried to cultivate the way of the sword in order to obtain the Abbe sword, probe the secrets on the Abbe sword, but there are very few people who have obtained the law, and it is still a method that cannot be transmitted.

Yan Zongheng pulled out Abbe's great sword, and Abei's great sword suddenly exuded a terrifying sword aura, which made people feel terrified. Yan Zongheng stroked the blade of Abbe's big sword, and he clearly felt that the sword was trembling, and he didn't know if it was happy or afraid. Yan Zongheng was very surprised, and let go of his hand, Abbe's great sword was actually floating there.

"Abbe Greatsword, what kind of sword are you, it's really curious. Yan Zongheng muttered to himself. Abbe's great sword flew up and floated on the scabbard, and a clearly visible sword aura unfolded the scabbard. Yan Zongheng walked over very curiously, and found that there were words in the scabbard: "Abbe Sword, the place where my soul rests." ”

"So, Abbe's sword is actually a tomb. Yan Zongheng looked at Abbe's big sword with a surprised expression and said. Abbe's greatsword fell down again, floating in front of Yan Zongheng as if nodding. "Grave, I don't know whose grave it is. Is it you?" asked Yan Zongheng softly.

Abbey's sword cracked inch by inch, and a white-clothed girl who looked very fresh and refined, like a fairy, floated there. Yan Zongheng looked at the girl in surprise, and asked with a blank mind, "Are you Abbey?" "I'm Abbey, I'm glad to meet you." The girl said in a very crisp voice.

"Why are you in the sword?" Yan Zongheng asked curiously.

"About 3,000 years ago, there was a master of swordsmithing, he was obsessed with sword-casting, and he created a lot of famous swords in his life, so that users were famous. One day a huge meteorite fell from the sky and fell into the valley not far from his home, he came to the valley, and spent ten years constantly beating this meteorite, using the most primitive method to remove the impurities in the meteorite. However, the meteorite that completely removed the impurities was very heavy and heavy, and he could not hold it alone, so it was worth asking someone to help.

A genius girl named Abbe came here to ask for a sword. The Sword Forge Master agreed, on the premise that he hoped that Abbe would help bring the meteorite to the Sword Shrine. Abbe easily picked up the meteorite and sent it to the sword mound. There are many swords in the sword mound, some are famous swords that have been born, and some are remnant swords that have never been born, but no matter which sword is full of hostility to this piece of meteoric iron.

A strong sword aura erupted, and the entire sword mound was sealed by the sword qi, and Abbe couldn't get out at all, and the sword casting master looked at where Abbe was constantly injured by the sword qi, and his eyes were full of admiration. The swordsmith endured his sword aura and came to Abbe's approach, and said in a very delicate voice: "I only love sword-forging in my life, and I originally thought that I would not fall in love with a woman, but the moment I saw you, I found that I was in love, and I was in love with you. Please forgive me for not knowing how to love someone, so I can only love you in the way that love forges a sword. Forge a peerless sword for you, bury you in it, make you a sword, and let the sword be you. ’

In this way, the swordsmith used the sword qi in the sword mound to create a peerless sword, sealing Abbe's soul inside. And he died because he was injured by sword qi and blood flu. Since then, my soul has been sealed in this peerless sword, which you call Abbe Greatsword. Abbe preached.

"I thought it was a poignant love story, but I didn't expect it to be a man's selfish story. Yan Zongheng said with disdain in his tone. "What would you do if it were you?" Abbe asked. "I don't know, scarcity is expensive, I think I will choose Abbe, give up forging swords, or reduce the number of swords, only in this way can I hold the beauty and gain fame and fortune. Yan Zongheng said very rationally.

"Actually, I don't blame him, I like him a lot, I would love to be with him. If he doesn't, I'll do the same, but I'll take him and the two of us to die in the sword furnace, and become the sword soul of a sword, together forever. Abbe said softly.

"If you are sick, you only love and die together, and you are so extreme to die, I really don't understand what you think? You can try to live together, understand each other better, and run in with each other. Get out there, live in the crowd, and enjoy life.

Between you, I don't think it's love, but a kind of mutual domination of love, you want to have him, he wants to have you, as long as you have each other, it's love. That's why you come up with such a way of getting along and expressing yourself.

It's just that he was the first to express his hegemony over you, and as a result, your soul was sealed in Abbe's great sword for three thousand years, and his soul went to hell. You didn't get each other, and you lost each other forever, and your so-called love is simply hurting each other. Yan Zongheng's tone was full of disdain.