Hearing the words "not afraid of Shura", He Tianyun's face changed, and he was about to say something, but the old man guarding the tomb asked first: "Your master is Kunjun, right?"

Jian Wuji said "um", which was the answer.

Only then did He Tianyun persuade: "This fellow of the Lingkong Pavilion, the one in your hand is not afraid of Shura, but the blade with an ominous handle, if you don't want to be entangled by bad luck, you should return it to the sword mound, it will be beneficial to you and harmless." ”

Jian Wuji looked at He Tianyun and asked, "Why is it unknown?"

The old man guarding the tomb replied for He Tianyun: "The previous hosts who are not afraid of Shura have all died unexpectedly, and none of them have a good death. ”

Jian Wuji sneered, "I was once said to be the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, so I really want to try what this sword can do with me? Will it kill me, or will I restrain it!"

When the old man guarding the tomb heard this, he persuaded: "Kun Jun is already old, and it was not easy for him to find such a disciple as you, don't you talk about life and death lightly......"

Jian Wuji was not afraid of Shura and the Rusty Sword, and at the same time clamped his armpit, hugged his fists and said: "Thank you two for your kindness, but I have made up my mind, and I don't need to persuade anymore." After saying that, he turned around and left in style.

He Tianyun said angrily: "Why do you insist on going your own way and not listening to people's advice!"

Jian Wuji didn't reply, and gradually drifted away.

The old man guarding the tomb looked at the young man's gradually blurred back, and sighed: "This stubborn temperament is really exactly the same as the old ghost Kunjun." ”

After Jian Wuji's back completely disappeared, it didn't take long for Xiao Yunchuan to walk out, holding an old iron bar with a rusty handle in his hand, and his face was full of incomprehension.

Xiao Yunchuan lifted the old iron bar and asked, "Senior, why do we still have this kind of goods in the sword mound? Is this a sword?"

"It's... This... What kind of sword is this?"

The old man guarding the tomb looked at the old iron bar raised by Xiao Yunchuan, and he was also full of puzzlement.

Xiao Yunchuan replied: "I don't know, but I vaguely heard the words 'two ducks'......"

When the old man guarding the tomb heard these three words, his face was puzzled, and instantly turned to shock, in addition, there was an unbelievable look in his eyes, "I have only heard of the name of 'two ducks', but I have never seen it. ”

Looking at the expression of the old man guarding the tomb, Xiao Yunchuan's depressed mood suddenly became happy, and asked, "What's the matter? Could it be that this sword hides a mystery?"

The old man replied, "This sword...... There is no mystery, it is said to have been forged by a mortal blacksmith, and it is just an ordinary iron sword. ”

When Xiao Yunchuan heard this, he said angrily: "Then how can such worldly scrap iron still be put into the sword mound!

The old man who guarded the tomb explained: "Although this is just an ordinary sword, it is the first sword of the skullcap, and because of the special significance of this sword, it will be stored in the sword mound. ”

"Grandma's sword?" Xiao Yunchuan was shocked.

"After the skullcap was passed on by the great monk in the nine-move sword style, the great monk caught the two ducks she raised and went to the blacksmith shop to find someone to change the sword, but because she had no knowledge, she took the name of the sword 'two ducks', which makes people laugh and generous. ”

Xiao Yunchuan sighed and said, "Hey, count me unlucky." ”

The old man guarding the tomb said: "You have to take good care of this sword, don't damage the relics of the skullcap." After the old man finished speaking, after facilitating Xiao Yunchuan's name, he wrote: "Tang calendar, the fifty-eighth year of the Apocalypse, the winter solstice, Liuyun Pavilion, Xiao Yunchuan, the sword that ranks last in the sword mound - two ducks." ”

Last?

No way!

Xiao Yunchuan was also speechless.

The old man guarding the tomb looked at Xiao Yunchuan's depressed expression, touched his sparse beard, and said with a smile: "The first and last rankings are both proof of strength, and you can get this legendary sword, which shocks me no less than if you got the first-ranked sword." ”

Xiao Yunchuan heard this and said, "Senior's words...... There is some truth to that. ”

The old man guarding the tomb also smiled: "You kid's face is still quite thick!"

......

Liuyun Pavilion.

Xiao Yunchuan took out an old iron bar named "Two Ducks", and the four masters and apprentices present were all confused.

Wu Di looked at the rusty old iron bar, and took the lead in asking, "What is this iron bar?" We want to see the sword you summoned from the sword mound, what are you doing with this guy?"

Xiao Yunchuan wanted to cry and said without tears: "This old iron bar is the sword I summoned from the sword mound. ”

Hearing this, Yang Liuxi squatted down, then stretched out his fingers, gently scraped the rust on the blade of the sword, and said: "The rust is a little rusty, but if you chop wood, ......"

Xiao Yunchuan said: "Third Senior Sister, are you sober now?

Yang Liuxi's tone was a little coquettish: "Sober." ”

"Sober, are you still saying such things? What is this sword dull, can you still chop wood?"

Yang Liuxi asked rhetorically: "There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of people with hearts, everything can be done, since you haven't tried, how do you know that it can't be done?"

Wu Di touched his chin and said, "Senior sister, what you said is very inspirational, but as long as you have a little brain, you should be able to tell that this sword can't chop wood." ”

Wu Di thought for a while, and then continued: "If this sword is swung, I estimate that not only will it not be able to chop firewood, but the sword will have to be broken." ”

Qi Yingyun listened to the comments of his junior brother and sister, and was really curious about what kind of sword Xiao Yunchuan had called, so he groped and walked over, he stretched out his hand, touched the rust on the old iron bar, and commented: "This sword seems to be a little prickly." ”

This piece of rust is about to fall off, can this not be pricked!

Qi Yingyun thought about it and felt that his words were a little inappropriate, so he opened his mouth and comforted: "Little junior brother, the magic weapons of flying swords are all things outside the body, and they are ...... for our sword cultivation" Qi Yingyun thought about it again, and seemed to feel that what he said was still wrong, so he changed his words and said: "For our sword cultivation...... It seems to be quite important to have a sword. ”

Xiao Yunchuan's face was full of excitement, and he didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yichen looked at the four disciples who were talking and laughing, and instructed Xiao Yunchuan: "This is your ancestor's relic, you have to keep this sword for a good life, don't break it." ”

Xiao Yunchuan nodded and said: "The origin of this sword, I heard the old man who guarded the tomb say, master, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of it." ”

Xiao Yichen nodded with satisfaction, and then instructed Qi Yingyun to say, "Yun'er, for your junior brother, go and ask Wu Zong for a sword." ”

Qi Yingyun said: "Got it." ”

When Xiao Yunchuan heard this, he hurriedly took out the Lili Qianshi in the storage bag and said, "Master, I made this sword very handy, I really don't want to change it, otherwise I would trouble Senior Brother Wu, improve this sword." ”

Xiao Yichen nodded and said, "Just according to your words." ”

Qi Yingyun took over the departure of the thousand worlds and said with relief: "If there is a master, Senior Brother Wu will definitely do his best, junior brother, you just wait." ”