The five-clawed dragon carved on the sword body is lifelike, and the most attractive thing is the eyes that radiate golden light.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan swallowed his saliva, and he stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword, wanting to pull the sword out of the soil.

However, something unexpected happened to him, no matter how hard he pulled it, this sword seemed to be born in the land of Changchang, and it could not be shaken at all.

After trying several times, he felt that he couldn't pull it out, Chen Xuan was a little unwilling, he let go of his right hand holding the hilt of the sword, brushed his sleeve, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time, and pulled it out with all his strength.

After about ten minutes of busy work, Chen Xuan was so tired that he gasped for breath on the spot, but the sword was still stuck in the soil and did not waver in the slightest.

Looking at the sword in front of him that did not waver in the slightest because of his movements, Chen Xuan looked a little helpless, and finally he simply let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, squatted next to the sword body and carefully looked at the pattern on the body of the sword.

Looking at the five-clawed divine dragon that emitted scarlet light on the sword's body, especially when he saw those eyes as big as dewdrops, Chen Xuan suddenly shuddered, he felt that this sword exuded an invisible coercion.

This pressure suddenly made him feel difficult to breathe, as if he was carrying a mountain all over his body, and he took a large gulp of air.

Looking at the five-clawed divine dragon on the sword's body, Chen Xuan stretched out his right hand, wanting to touch the dragon body that emitted scarlet light.

Just when his right finger touched the red light of the dragon's body, he only felt a tingling pain in the tips of his fingers, and this stinging sensation made him subconsciously withdraw his hand.

Although his hand was retracted, a scar on his finger was clearly visible, and the blood flowing from this scar was dripping right on the sword in front of him.

When the blood fell on the sword, I saw that the sword in front of him suddenly swelled brightly, emitting a scarlet light that enveloped Chen Xuan's entire person.

Chen Xuan, a twelve-year-old child, had never seen such a scene, and he roared in fright

"Ahh

Then he closed his eyes, fell straight to the ground, and fainted.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Xuan felt a voice calling him

"Boy, are you alright, wake up!"

Hearing the voice, Chen Xuan's consciousness came back to life, but the scene in front of him stunned him because he found himself in a pitch-black space.

"Boy, you're finally awake! Tell me, what's your name?"

Hearing the voice asking for his name, he looked around a little overwhelmed to see where the voice came from.

"Don't look for it, this is your sea of knowledge! I'm just a wisp of divine sense, you can't see me!"

At this time, Chen Xuan finally came back to his senses, but he looked a little timid and asked

"What is Zhihai, who are you, what do you want to do?"

"Who am I? boy! You just woke me up and asked me who I am! Don't worry, I won't hurt you! Tell me, what's your name?"

This time, Chen Xuan finally seemed a little calm, because when he heard this voice say that it would not hurt him, he mustered up the courage to respond

"My name is Chen Xuan!

"Didn't I say it, this is your knowledge of the sea! , forget it, I'll explain something to you, you don't understand it!"

The voice replied impatiently

"Boy, let me ask you, do you want to be a monk?"

Hearing such a name as a monk, Chen Xuan was at a loss at all, and he asked a little puzzled

"Monk, what's that?"

"Monk, that is, those who cultivate immortals! Let me tell you simply, they are immortal masters in your eyes! You should have heard of it, right?"

Hearing that the monks were those immortal masters who could do magic, Chen Xuan suddenly seemed a little excited, because he had heard the old people in the village say that immortal masters were immortals, and they had the ability to conquer mountains and seas and move heaven and earth.

Thinking that he could become the kind of existence that everyone else looked up to, Chen Xuan was overjoyed and immediately responded happily

"Yes, for sure!"

"That's right, it's worthy of being the one who woke me up! Although the qualifications of the Five Spirit Roots are a little worse, it doesn't affect the cultivation ....."

Listening to the spiritual roots and qualifications that the voice said, Chen Xuan felt that his head couldn't turn around, and he asked suspiciously

"Excuse me, what are the five spirit roots and qualifications you are talking about?"

The voice fell, and the voice was silent for a while, and then responded

"I'll explain to you slowly after these days, and you'll wake up in a while! Remember, I'm the sword in front of you!"

Without having time to think about it, Chen Xuan only felt that his consciousness was slowly blurring, and then he fell asleep, but the conversation between them clearly kept him in his mind.

Back to reality, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a clear sky, the sky was originally cloudy and thunder and lightning flashed, but as the red light fell from the sky and hit the top of the mountain, these scenes disappeared without a trace.

Chen Xuan got up from the ground, he shook his head, and felt that his head still had a faint pain, but it didn't affect his thinking.

He clearly remembered the last thing the voice had said to him, and that was that it was the sword in front of him.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan immediately set his eyes on the sword inserted in front of him, at this time, the sword that originally emitted scarlet light no longer glowed, but the pattern of the five-clawed divine dragon carved on the sword body was clearly visible.

Due to the lack of scarlet light, the five-clawed dragon on the body of this sword was imprinted on the sword like a carving, and at a glance, it was just a very ordinary sword.

Chen Xuan came to the side of the sword again, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out, this time, the sword was easily pulled out of the soil by him.

Looking at the sword carved with a dragon in his hand, Chen Xuan remembered what he had heard before, he tried to communicate with it and asked

"Are you really this sword?"

However, this sword did not respond in the slightest, it was an ordinary sword, Chen Xuan shook his head, he could be sure that the conversation he had just experienced was definitely not a dream.

So, he tried to call the sword again, and said

"If you really have this sword, you can hear me speak and reply to me! I still want to be an immortal master!"

When the words fell, Chen Xuan only felt that the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and then he felt a stream of information enter his mind

"Boy, why are you in a hurry! Let me sleep first! I feel that my origin power has lost a lot, and when I have rested enough, I will naturally teach you!"

Knowing the information from the sword in his hand, Chen Xuan was a little excited, and he smiled happily

"Okay, okay, you rest first!"

"By the way, you're a sword, you should have a name, can you tell me what your name is?"

After a few breaths, the sword trembled slightly again, and then, a message came from Chen Xuan's mind

"My name is Kill!"