Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou's spirit getting better and better, and felt wonderful at the moment, but he didn't know why. Wu Hou pressed the surface of the Canghai Sword Box with one hand, and after about a quarter of an hour or so, the aura around his body changed slightly, and there was already a hazy brilliance on it. Duanmu Shenjiu stretched out a hand and took Wu Hou's pulse, and found that in Wu Hou's body, between the blood pulses, it was actually eroded by the sword intent of the sword box itself and integrated into it. And the slightest sword intent in the sword box was also fused with Wu Hou's true qi, from the previous rejection of people thousands of miles away, it became more friendly, and this affinity was only for Wu Hou himself.

Mu Haisen looked at this vision and said strangely: "What's going on?"

Wu Hou didn't answer, although his eyes were still open, he couldn't see anything in front of him, it was pitch black. The sense of hearing and smell was also completely out of order at this moment, and Zhihai was immersed in the washing of the sword intent in the sword box, unmoved by the outside world.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou, and seeing that he was speechless, he also called, "Wu Hou?"

Still no answer.

After observing carefully and feeling for a while, Duanmu Shenjiu said in surprise: "It's really strange, didn't this kid get some great adventure, and there is a inheritance that spans tens of millions of years?"

The sea of gods ripples in the ethereal martial arts, as if seeing a vast ocean, there is a person stepping in the air, stepping on the sea level as if walking on the ground. There is a great righteousness in the heavens and the earth, a magnificent avenue on the clouds, and infinite depth in the sea. Righteousness is the line, the avenue is the road, and the profundity is thinking, and the eternal thinking is endless. If you have all three, you will form a person, peerless and independent.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, and a neat crack opened at the smooth end of the wooden box. With the appearance of the crack, Duanmu Shenjiu felt slightly uncomfortable, and gently took two steps back, along with Mu Haisen beside him, and also took a few steps back. A chill swept through the courtyard, and the invisible coercion, like a black cloud about to fall from the sky, pressed the top of people's heads.

Wu Hou's eyes gradually returned to their old state, and his vision gradually became clear. He retracted his palm, looked at the crack in the wooden box, and frowned.

Mu Haisen wondered: "What's wrong with Wu Hou? It seems to be different from just now." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou cautiously at first, but gradually, caution turned into admiration, and his eyes were full of pleasure.

"Wu Hou, what do you think?" asked Duanmu Shenjiu.

Wu Hou, who was still in a daze, listened to Duanmu Shenjiu's question, and replied hesitantly: "I seem to have fallen into a black hole, which is full of water, which looks a bit like the sea, and there is a person, flying on the sea, looking like he stands up to the sky and the earth, domineering and ruthless." Then I felt as if I had become lighter, and the speed of my true qi seemed to be slower than before, but how could I feel that my blood vessels had become thicker, and I could feel the blood in my body flowing back and forth like gurgling water, and my whole body was very comfortable!"

Duanmu Shenjiu laughed heartily and said very happily: "You have been recognized, good boy, good luck." ”

Mu Haisen on the side, as if he was also in the clouds, asked curiously: "Recognition, who has he been recognized?"

Duanmu Shenjiu stretched out a finger and pointed to the Canghai Sword Box, which had a neat crack in it, and said, "It's recognized." Wu Hou, open the sword box. ”

Hearing the command, Wu Hou's hands involuntarily stretched out to the sword box. He felt the gap between his fingertips, pushed it to the side with a slight force, and the end of the sword box was slowly opened.

In an instant, the breath that could not be seen by the naked eye rushed to the sky, just like the ancient desolate beast was released and regained the feeling of freedom, which made the heaven and earth eclipsed in an instant.

Immediately afterward, the three of them saw seven sword hilts at the end of the sword box. On the hilt of each sword, the name of the sword is carved with a small seal, from left to right, in order is Huazhao, Guyuan, Fanyin, Jianshan, Autumn Kill, Yongshen, Eight Thousand Miles.

In addition, there is also a hilt, which is particularly abrupt among the seven swords, and the handle is engraved with two words with a small seal, no return.

Duanmu Shenjiu couldn't help but exclaim: "There is more than one sword. ”

Wu Hou looked at the words on the hilt of the sword, and said obsessively: "Hua Zhao, Gu Yuan, Fan Yin, Jianshan, Autumn Kill, Yongshen, Eight Thousand Miles, and this knife... No return?"

Duanmu Shenjiu nodded, and exclaimed: "It's really a divine weapon, rare in the world, I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and I have never seen a sword with such a strong sword intent." The sword does not kill, and the knife does not lick blood, just like the dragon does not have the finishing touch, and there is no spirit. Now it seems that these seven swords and one sword, following the old master back then, I am afraid that they were not less stained with blood!"

Mu Haisen looked at all this blankly, not knowing how to speak, but then, he saw an even more surprising scene.

I saw that these seven swords, without anyone holding them with their hands, flew out of the sword box one after another, and quickly turned around in the courtyard, and the sound of the sword was extremely cheerful, like a child who had been locked up for a long time, and came to the playground again. The vast sword aura enveloped the entire courtyard, and there were several sword marks on the walls intermittently.

"Good boy, flying sword!" Mu Haisen was shocked.

Duanmu Shenjiu's eyes were ecstatic, looking at Wu Hou and sighing in his heart, he couldn't help but appreciate it again, what a great opportunity!

Wu Hou saw the flying sword flying back and forth in the air, and his eyes were fanatical for a while, and his heart was surging. Then, he slowly bent down and reached out to take out the knife of no return engraved with the word "no return". An unheard voice suddenly appeared in Wu Hou's mind inexplicably, "The sword is inseparable, it will last for a long time, and the final road will live forever." ”

"Why is it so strange?" Wu Hou couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

Duanmu Shenjiu came to Wu Hou's side, patted Wu Hou's shoulder, and sighed: "Look at this breath, this sword, I'm afraid it's older than me, it's really a divine soldier, after tens of millions of years, the sword intent is still like a vigorous young man, full of vitality, and naughty." ”

Wu Hou recalled just now and said, "Could it be that they will be mine in the future?"

"You spent money to buy it, it's not yours or mine?" Mu Haisen also understood the preciousness of these seven swords and one sword, and said, "If you don't want to give it to me, it's okay to give it to you." ”

"Phew, think beautifully. Wu Hou glanced at Mu Haisen, rubbed the hilt of the non-returning knife in his hand, and looked at the seven swords flying in the air.

"It's your chance. Duanmu Shenjiu nodded and said, "A big opportunity." ”

The flying sword was still flying around in the courtyard, and Mu Haisen was scared, so he withdrew from the sword circle, and stood in the distance and looked at Wu Hou and Duanmu Shenjiu in a daze.

The thought of surprise in Wu Hou's mind flashed as he watched the flying sword, and then it became a matter of course. He pointed to the seven flying swords and said, "How can I stop? What should I do if this flying around hurts someone?"

Duanmu Shenjiu twisted his brows and thought for a while, and said tentatively: "Think about it in your mind, and take the sword back into the box." ”

Wu Hou thought for a moment, meditated in his heart, and returned to the sword box. The seven flying swords immediately stopped flying in the air, and returned to the sword box one by one with a few "sighs". Wu Hou looked at the flying sword that returned to the sword box, and then at the non-return knife in his hand, feeling wonderful in his heart.

Duanmu Shenjiu smiled and said: "A good sword and a good sword can recognize the master, you kid, you will be their master in the future." ”

Wu Houmo held the handle of the Knife of No Return and looked at Duanmu Shenjiu questioningly, "What do you mean, Master." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu patiently explained: "Silly boy, these swords have now recognized you as the master. ”

After hearing this, Wu Hou, who was surprised, looked down at the non-return knife in his hand again, the shape was simple, although it was still in the sheath, but he could feel its sharpness, which was very much Wu Hou's liking.

"Confession of the Lord?

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wu Hou with admiration in his eyes and nodded solemnly.

Mu Haisen sighed from afar, "Wu Hou, you don't lose your 200,000 flowers." I knew that I would help you out 100,000, let's half to half, these seven swords plus a knife, I can also divide four. ”

"Haha, it's a pity, they're all my little brothers now. Wu Hou looked proud.

After Wu Hou put the non-return knife into the sword box, Mu Haisen suddenly walked over, grabbed one of the seven swords casually and held it in his hand, and said shamelessly: "Anyway, you have so much, how about giving the eldest brother, the eldest brother has created a set of swordsmanship by himself, and he has never been able to find a weapon to take advantage of, and now it seems that your casual sword can barely match this set of swordsmanship created by me." ”

Before Wu Hou could speak, the eight thousand miles that Mu Haisen grabbed in his hand made a sword roar, and the sword body trembled slightly, trying to break free from the hand holding the hilt. Mu Haisen wouldn't go with it, when he felt that the sword was about to go away, he added strength to his hand, and if one hand didn't work, he put both hands on it together, firmly holding the hilt of the sword.

However, the strength of the eight-thousand-mile sword body was extremely large, and it actually pulled Mu Haisen's tall body and spun around in the courtyard. Mu Haisen was reluctant to let go, and Bali was unwilling to succumb to Mu Haisen's hands, the two were deadlocked, and they kept spinning in the courtyard. This funny scene, Wu Hou laughed when he saw it, and he smiled: "Brother Sen, let it go, it's not uncommon for you to take it." ”

"This fucking!" Mu Haisen gasped and scolded: "Broken copper and iron, such a high vision, you still fucking look down on me!"

Eight thousand miles seemed to be able to understand people's words, and a burst of angry emotion emanated from the sword body, and the sword changed from taking Mu Haisen in a circle in the courtyard to suddenly turning around, heading towards the sky, wanting to take Mu Haisen off the ground.

When Mu Haisen's feet were about to leave the ground, he opened his mouth and said angrily: "Do you want to run, let me down!" If you want to say that this Mu Haisen, he still has some ability, and as he finished speaking, the eight thousand miles in mid-air were actually dragged down by him.

After dragging it down, Mu Haisen still didn't stop, pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and slammed it into the ground, and the three-foot sword body was completely submerged in the concrete floor. Then he raised one foot and stepped on the hilt of the sword, held the scabbard in one hand, pointed to the eight thousand miles under his feet with the other, and scolded: "Broken thing, what a big temper, Lao Tzu see what you are capable of now!"

The hilt of the Eight Thousand Miles sword trembled, and he wanted to break free, but Mu Haisen pressed the hilt of the sword fiercely, so that it could not break through the ground.

"Xiu Xiu Xiu" six abnormal sounds, the six swords that were put in the sword box, one after another, flew out, the sword body came out of the sheath by itself, the sharp tip of the sword, pointed directly at Mu Haisen's head, and in the next second, it was about to pass through the head.

When Wu Hou saw this scene, he broke out in a cold sweat and immediately shouted: "Don't!"

Six swords, the tip of which was only two centimeters away from Mu Haisen's head, stopped there after Wu Hou shouted. Mu Haisen's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he said with palpitations: "This sword is really a brother, this can help." ”

"Don't move your stinky feet yet!" Duanmu Shenjiu scolded.

Mu Haisen hurriedly took away the kick that stepped on the hilt of the sword, honestly pulled out Baqianli, wiped the sword body, and put it back in the scabbard. The six swords surrounding him also returned to their sheaths and flew back to the sword box.

Wu Hou let out a big breath, and said in fear: "This fucking stabbed you to death, I became a sinner!"

Mu Haisen smiled awkwardly, looked at the sword box helplessly, and muttered, "As for it... Didn't you just step on it..."

Duanmu Shenjiu reminded: "This is not an ordinary sword, don't treat them as inconspicuous ordinary iron weapons, Wu Hou, you have to treat them well in the future, they are just like your companions, they have backbone, flesh and blood, you must not be indifferent and ravage them at will." ”

The sword was put into the box, Wu Hou covered the sword box again, put the sword box on the table, bowed respectfully, nodded and said: "I know, Master, the sword is not separated, it will last for a long time, and the final avenue will live forever." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu nodded, and looked at Mu Haisen again.