Under the gaze of Qian Bufeng's surprised gaze, I saw a soft white light floating quietly under the water.

A sword was wrapped in this white light.

The blade of this sword was very long, four feet nine inches, and no more than two fingers wide.

Its blade was ice-blue, with a sparkling edge that looked as if it had been made of ice crystals.

The hilt of its sword was a reddish-orange color, with a vivid flame carved on it, with a strange pattern underneath the flame.

This pattern is like an ice phoenix, and like a fire dragon, and there is a thumb-sized white jade bead inlaid on it.

There is nothing peculiar about this bead at first glance, but if you get closer and look closely, you will find that there is a Taiji diagram hidden on it.

The most surprising thing is that no matter which direction you look at this bead, what you see is a complete Taiji diagram facing each other.

If you look at it a little sharper, you can see that this Taiji diagram is not static, but slowly rotating.

And as it rotated, the two extremely subtle Taiji fish on it seemed to be alive, and they were actually chasing each other.

At the same time, a strong and gentle force continued to flow from the beads.

This power is the mysterious power that summons Qian Bufeng to come and heal all his internal injuries.

After staying for a long time, Qian Bufeng gradually came back to his senses and muttered, "This sword...... It's scary. ”

As he said this, he swallowed, then slowly reached out his hand, and when he was about to touch the soft white light, he paused, and then suddenly shrank back like an electric shock.

At this time, he suddenly realized that his hair and clothes on his body had been soaked with sweat.

This back and forth, Qian Bufeng seemed to have experienced a fierce battle.

I saw him gulping for air, his chest rising and falling, beads of sweat the size of beans couldn't help but come out of the corners of his forehead, and then across the corners of his eyes, down his cheeks and to his chin.

Then at the moment when this drop of sweat fell from Qian Bufeng's chin and left his body, the drop from the left side immediately turned into an ice bead, and fell straight to the bottom of the water in the ice-blue ice spring.

The one that fell from the right disappeared in an instant, turning into a fine white smoke that slowly rose along the crimson fountain of fire.

This scene is enough to show how terrible the ice and fire spring where Qian Bufeng is at the moment is.

If he hadn't been enveloped by this mysterious power, I'm afraid that his fate would be the same as the sweat that had just dripped from his body.

Transform into ice sculptures and fall to the bottom of the water, or simply evaporate into a puff of white smoke.

But for these, Qian Bufeng didn't have the heart to pay attention to them at the moment.

All his attention was now on the long sword in front of him wrapped in white light.

Qian Bufeng's mind was going on with an extremely fierce battle between heaven and man, and he was very entangled now.

To take this long sword, to take it, or not to take it?

First of all, this sword can definitely be called a rare sword.

This can be seen from its appearance, whether it is the body or the hilt, the fineness of its casting will be put aside for the time being, let's talk about its casting raw materials.

The sword body is ice blue throughout, like ice crystals.

If Qian Bufeng's estimation is good, the raw material for casting it is at least a thousand-year-level Xuanbing cold iron.

The hilt of the sword, red and orange, was like a flame.

According to Qian Bufeng's guess, the raw material for casting it should be the "world's first iron" extraterrestrial fire meteorite.

What is Extraterrestrial Fire Meteorite?

There is a record in the book "Strange Things": In the past, there was a big ball of fire falling from the sky, and where it fell, everything burned out, and the land was thousands of miles away. The fire burned for three years and was extinguished, and he dared to go to see it, but he saw an iron stone trapped in the pit, and within a radius of 100 miles, the heat wave was rolling. Later generations called this iron stone extraterrestrial meteoric iron, which is the best choice for casting. When Tang Chenzi, the world's first swordsmith, heard about this and came to take the iron, he blasted it into several pieces with a palm of great power, and took away a piece of red and orange iron heart. The temperature of this iron core is extremely high, it is better than a flame, and it is close to it without spontaneous combustion, and Tomchenzi named it the Outer Fire Meteorite, and named it the first iron in the world!

The hilt of this long sword is made of "the world's first iron", and it can be called the word "divine sword" by virtue of this alone.

In addition, there is also the unfathomable white jade bead, and the Taiji diagram engraved on it is profound and profound, and it must also be a peerless artifact!

Therefore, this long sword has an extraordinary origin.

Qian Bufeng looked at it, it was really itchy and unbearable, and he wanted to hold it in his hand immediately and experience the wonderful feeling of "divine sword in hand".

However, he also had a deep fear of this sword in his heart.

This sword is so terrifying, why is it sealed at the bottom of this fountain of ice and fire?

Is it suppressing something more terrible?

Why did that mysterious force summon him?

With his current strength, will he be able to control this peerless artifact?

If you can't control it, will it be counterattacked?

A series of question marks kept recurring in Qian Bufeng's mind, and each question mark was almost closely related to his life.

In front of such a powerful artifact, as long as there is the slightest mistake, then it is very likely that Huangquan will die.

Therefore, there is no need to be cautious about money.

If the life is gone, even if this sword is powerful against the sky, what is the use of asking for it?

Because of this, in the face of the temptation of such a divine object, Qian Bufeng can restrain the urge to hold it in his hands.

So, to take, or not to take?

Qian Bufeng began to get entangled again.

After a long while, Qian Bufeng finally gritted his teeth and said, "That's it, my life matters." ”

After saying that, he raised his head and was about to go upstream.

However, he flapped his arms a few times and kicked his legs twice at the same time, only to find that his body was not moving in place.

No matter how much he makes trouble, he won't be able to swim up a penny.

Sensing this situation, Qian Bufeng immediately knew that it was the mysterious force that made the ghost.

He smiled bitterly twice helplessly, and said, "It seems that it is easy to get in, but it is difficult to get out." ”

"If I don't take this sword, I won't be able to get out of this fountain of ice and fire, will I?"

As soon as his words fell, he heard a muddy and clear response: "Yes!"

This sudden return startled Qian Bufeng, and he looked around in shock, and said loudly: "Who?

After a pause, the voice suddenly sounded again: "You don't have to know who I am, since the Xuanbing Fire Sword summoned you here, you can take him away." ”

Qian Bufeng saw that there was no one around, but this voice seemed to be close to his ears, he was shocked, and suddenly thought of a terrible thing that he couldn't see or touch—ghost!

As soon as he thought of this, Qian suddenly shouted: "Mom! there are ghosts......!"