Chen Feng turned his head sharply and saw a person sitting on the wooden table.

"You ......"

His mouth grew in surprise.

"I'm going to ask who you are? What are you doing here? Do you have permission from the top of the Sword Pavilion?"

"I... I'm here... I just... Pass by... Want to see. He felt that the old man's aura was compelling, and he suddenly stuttered a little when he spoke.

"Passing by, are you a disciple of this class? Who allowed you to come in?" the old man looked Chen Feng up and down, making Chen Feng quite uncomfortable.

"Ahh No, I am an outsider, the Three Palms Sword invited me to your pavilion as a guest, just now Elder Wang Jin Wang took me around to visit, saw this building, my heart was surging, begging Elder Wang to let me in to feel for a while. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Wang Jin?" the old man stroked his beard, "is that kid who practiced swords particularly hard decades ago, and what is his saber?... I can't remember clearly, but when people get old, their memory will deteriorate, and they won't be useful..."

Chen Feng heard him as if he was asking himself, but he didn't look like that, and he didn't know whether to answer or not.

Elder Wang's sword...... He thought back to himself that he seemed to have seen it just now.

"Elder Wang's sword is a light blue and white color with a diamond pattern. ”

He was born to remind the unknown old man in front of him.

"Blue and white... Lozenge... Oh! I remember, it's the sword made by that kid from Jiuhe, hahahaha... My memory is okay. He finally remembered, and seemed a little happy.

Chen Feng was embarrassed, didn't I remind you that you just remembered?

"Bai Ling Qingfeng, the thirty-seventh in the sword spectrum, Wang Jin's kid is also quite lucky, he actually produced a sword on the sword spectrum that year, but he is diligent and hardworking, but he is also worthy of this sword. ”

The old man seemed to have not seen Chen Feng at all, and was talking to himself.

Chen Feng stood there stupidly, feeling a little stupid.

"If the seniors don't have any orders, the kid will go first. When he saw this strange old man, he felt that the whole building was strange, so he no longer wanted to stay, so he would wait for Zhou Lianshan to bring him in next time.

Thinking so in his heart, the old man suddenly said.

"Eh, what are you in a hurry to go, I'll play with the old man, if I relieve my boredom, maybe I'll give you a sword that ranks in the top 20 in the sword spectrum?"

"What is that?" Chen Feng asked puzzled.

The old man showed a look of disdain on his face: "Just you dare to come to the Sword Pavilion, who in the world who knows a little bit about swords, who doesn't know the sword ranking?"

Chen Feng bowed his hand: "It's the kid who is lonely and unheard." ”

The old man waved his hand: "That's it, anyway, I have nothing to do, no one has stepped into this building for almost three years, I, the building keeper, am bored, and I finally caught a person talking to me, I have to cherish it." ”

"This sword spectrum ranking is selected by the Daming Sword Pavilion, the most authoritative and largest kendo ancestor in the world, but although it is said that it is selected by the Sword Pavilion, it is actually operated by this Dragon Yin Tower. The purpose is to select forty-nine supreme swords for the world's sword obsessive, so that they have a goal to pursue. ”

The old man said slowly.

"There are thousands of swords in the world, and this sword spectrum only takes the number of seven or seven, do you think they are powerful?"

Chen Feng nodded.

"It's really amazing to hear this. ”

He immediately remembered what the old man had just said about giving him a sword.

"There are thousands of swords in the world, and as soon as the seniors opened their mouths, they said that they would give the kid a top twenty, wouldn't they be laughing at the kid. ”

The old man laughed: "You kid is self-aware, interesting and interesting. ”

"You may not know who I am yet. The old man said mysteriously.

Chen Feng was stunned, he really didn't know, let alone his identity, they talked so much, he didn't even know the name of this old man.

"The younger generation has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and I hope that the seniors will not blame. ”

The old man waved his hand: "If I put my temper when I was young, I might have to cut you twice, but now that I have retired to the rivers and lakes for many years, I no longer have the sharpness I had back then." ”

"And I haven't left this land of dragons for so many years, many of my peers may have forgotten me, not to mention you juniors. ”

He smiled relievedly.

Since the seniors are not to blame, the younger generations are naturally very grateful. Chen Feng was a little in awe of this old man with a boundless tone.

It's not easy for anyone to appear in this building, even a janitor is so powerful, so aren't those people on the top about to become immortals?

Or is it that this building was built so high in order to reach Heaven directly?

Since the old man in front of him seems to be quite talkative, it is better to inquire about some things with him when he wanders around this building aimlessly.

"When the younger generation comes to this building, they actually have something to ask for from the seniors in the building. Chen Feng gave up his hand again.

The old man glanced at it disdainfully: "Don't fix those crepes, since I see that you are quite pleasing to the eye, then you can help me relieve my boredom first." ”

Chen Feng was stunned. But the old man flicked his cuffs, and out of nowhere threw a sword into the gap in the stone bricks.

"Isn't it going to be a sword conference in two days? ”

Chen Feng looked at the sword in the field, the whole body was golden, and there was a faint snake pattern on it. Swinging and twisting in the gaps of the stone bricks, the texture seems to be soft.

Is this old man going to compete with himself in swordsmanship?

He was so frightened that he wanted to run away.

Not to mention competing with this old man in swordsmanship, he felt unfathomable when he stood here and looked at the old man, no matter what kind of magic weapon the old man threw at him, it was useless.

The old man smiled dumbly when he saw the panicked look on Chen Feng's face.

"What are you nervous about, I'm not asking you to fight with me, I think you can't fight if you really fight, I'm not down enough to bully a junior to relieve my boredom. ”

"I'm asking you to tell me what you think this sword looks like?"

The big stone in Chen Feng's heart fell to the ground, it turned out that he wanted to evaluate these swords by himself, it was such a theory.

He nodded, taking a closer look at the sword.

The golden lines on it are obscure, like some strange symbol, and like the meridians in the human body are intertwined.

"The lines on this sword should be the ingenuity of this sword, which communicates with the eight veins of the strange meridians in the human body, and can strengthen the user's flesh when using this sword. ”

The old man cast a surprised look.

"I didn't expect your kid to have a good eye, this sword, called the Heavenly Snake Sword, is the sword of the powerful Heavenly Snake Langjun of the demon clan hundreds of years ago. This sword can echo with the breath in the user's body, and there is also a corresponding set of exercises called ...... Nine Heavenly Snake Gong, it is said that after practice, the sword is not destroyed, the person does not die, the limb can be reborn, and the wound heals instantly, which is wonderful. ”

Chen Feng was shocked after hearing the old man's explanation. He suddenly remembered another set of exercises: Li Changgeng's "King Snake Gong".

"This sword is ranked forty-nine, and we haven't collected all the corresponding exercises, there are nine chapters in total, and they echo each other endlessly, but we only collected eight chapters, so the power is not strong,"

He said lightly.

Chen Feng vaguely felt in his heart that Li Changgeng's King Snake Gong was the last chapter of the Nine Turns of the Heavenly Snake Gong.

However, at present, he is far away from Feiyun City, and it is not very likely that he will pay attention to the Li family's exercises.

What's more, he is still in the territory of Beizhou now!

The idea of playing other people's exercises on other people's territory is really not too much to look for death.

He thought to himself.

The old man naturally didn't know what he was thinking, so he thought about it and carefully examined the sword blade.

"Alright. ”

The old man beckoned, and the sword flew up through the crack in the stone brick and sank into his sleeve.

Chen Feng was dumbfounded by this old man's skills.

Isn't this old man's sleeve also a treasure with space to store?

But it doesn't have much to do with him, but he can still play the old man's attention.

The old man waved his sleeve again, and another sword flew out and inserted it into the position just now, and it was exactly the same.

"Look at this sword again. He said lightly.

Chen Feng looked at the sword in response.

It was a broadsword, two palms wide, scarlet in the middle, but the blade was silvery-white, and there was a small dragon entwined around the hilt.

"A killing weapon can drink the blood of 10,000 people. Chen Feng subconsciously commented, and then suddenly remembered something, and his heart was shocked.

"Wu Wentian's sword!" he exclaimed in his heart.

Isn't this the sword you want to reforge?

The sword in Wu Wenjie's hand is an imitation, is this one the deity?

He almost screamed, he came to this place to reforge a replica of this sword, now it's okay, what else is it to recast?

But he didn't dare to be sure yet, so he had to ask the old man what he had to say.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what is the origin of this sword?"

The old man said lightly: "There is a brave flying general in Da Chu, you know, one person fought a hundred people, made countless achievements, and finally died on the border of Da Chu and Tianyang, although my sword pavilion is independent of the country and the world, but I still have a lot of respect for such heroes." ”

Chen Feng's breathing gradually became heavier, and he pricked up his ears to listen to the old man's next words.

"His name is ......"

Chen Feng's heart was about to jump out.

"Wu Wentian!"

Although I had guessed it for a long time, when I really heard this name, my heart was still like thunder.

Isn't this Wu Wenjie's deceased brother in his heart?

His heart burned with the determination to take the sword.

"The breath is suddenly unstable, what's wrong with you. The old man drooped his eyelids and looked at the boy in front of him who couldn't take his eyes off the sword at the sight of it.

"To tell you the truth, the kid came here for this sword. He bowed his head.