Han Leng used his spiritual power to brush away the dust covering the weapon, making the weapon that had been dusted for a long time regain the light of day, showing its former edge.

In front of Han Leng was a long sword, and the hilt was carved with gorgeous lines, as if it was from the hand of a master, but Han Leng didn't know enough and could only look at this sword from his eyes, but he couldn't experience it with his heart.

The body of the sword seemed to glow with water, and Han Leng could feel the terrifying aura from this sword, as if this sword had condensed the evil aura of a lot of unjust souls.

"The weapons here seem to be of high quality, and they look better than the blacksmith's weapons, so I should be able to take one. Han Leng said to himself, he was the only one in this cave, of course he didn't have to worry about anything.

Han Leng picked up this sword, this sword that looked the same length as an ordinary long sword was indeed very heavy, if it wasn't for his strong body, he wouldn't be able to hold this sword steadily.

"What kind of iron is used for this sword, it is so heavy?" Han Leng was very surprised, he took the sword in front of him, and engraved the name of this sword at the junction between the hilt and the sword body—Xuan You.

"The name...... How do you feel familiar?"

Han Leng looked at these two words and was stunned for a while, his memory was quickly scrolling in his mind, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, isn't this sword the sword of Xuan Lingzi, the founding patriarch of the Xuanling Sect?

The Xuanyu Sword and the Xuanqiu Sword are the two magic weapons of the Xuanling Sect, one is in the hands of the messenger, and the other is the Xuanlingzi.

"In that case, that skeleton is the ancestor master. Han Leng looked at the skeleton on the stone platform, this was the Xuanling Sect who founded the Xuanling Sect.

He walked up and kowtowed a few times, saying that he was a disciple of the Xuanling Sect, and although he had not achieved anything yet, he would definitely win glory for the Xuanling Sect in the future.

He felt that these good words should be able to replace the Xuanyou Sword, after all, Master Zu had been sitting alone in this dark stone cave for more than a hundred years, and he must have been very lonely and uncomfortable, so he came to chat with Master Zu to relieve his boredom.

"I'll ask for this sword, senior, you are here for a long time, and I promise not to tell you about your grave. Han Leng said sincerely.

After that, he picked up the Xuanyou Sword and tried to channel the spiritual power in his body into the Xuanyou Sword, because doing so would allow him to control the Xuanyou Sword, and his spiritual power soon entered the Xuanyou Sword.

I saw that the sword body began to emit a faint light, and suddenly Han Leng felt a flower in front of him, and his body suddenly became numb, soft as if out of his control, and by the time he regained consciousness, the surrounding scene had changed.

He came to a meadow, and as far as the eye could see, there was a sea of turquoise, and the sky was so blue, blue like a dream.

In the meadow there is a simple thatched hut, in front of which is the only tree planted, the leaves of which are withered yellow, which forms a strong contrast with the green meadow.

Han Leng walked towards the hut, he was very strange in his heart, he was still praying in the cave just now, how could he run to the plain grass in the blink of an eye?

It didn't take long for Han Leng to walk to the front of the hut, and he shouted into the hut, "Someone doesn't have it, can you tell me where this is and how can I go back?"

The door of the hut slowly opened, and an old man came out of it, his face was wrinkled, and his clothes were very shabby, and he looked like a poor man.

The old man looked at Han Leng's arrival, his eyes were full of surprise, and at the same time mixed with other emotions, he looked at Han Leng and asked, "Are you a disciple of the Xuanling Sect?"

Han Leng nodded.

The old man's eyes were full of relief, and he continued: "I don't know how many years have passed, the Xuanling Sect still exists, and that person really kept his promise. If you can enter the inner space of the Xuanyu Sword, you must have practiced the Golden Light Technique. ”

Han Leng said: "You are a disciple of the Xuanling Sect, are you a senior of the Xuanling Sect?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "It's the old man, is the Xuanling Sect still divided into different branches? ”

Han Leng asked suspiciously, "Senior, aren't you ...... Did the fairy die? I saw your bones in a cave......"

Xuan Lingzi said: "The old man is indeed dead, what you see is only the remnant soul I attached to the Xuanyu Sword, it is your spiritual power that awakens me, and it won't be long before this remnant soul of mine will completely dissipate." ”

Xuan Lingzi said plainly that he had spent more than a hundred years in the Xuanyou Sword, and he had long since stopped treating himself as a living person, and it was the same for him whether the remnant soul disappeared or not.

Han Leng sighed, he finally saw Master Zu, and before he could ask for spells, Master Zu was going to disappear forever, which was good.

"If you can see the old man, it means that there is fate, the old man's cultivation has dispersed, and only the cultivation perception of his life is left, which may still be of some use to you. Xuan Lingzi said.

Han Leng was overjoyed when he heard this, according to the classics he read, Xuan Lingzi's cultivation was in the late Yuan Infant period, which was a position that only a few people could climb, if he could inherit Xuan Lingzi's cultivation perception, maybe he could make his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds.

"Thank you, seniors. The predecessor put the remnant soul in the sword body, did he have any unfulfilled wishes? Although his strength was still weak, his cultivation was still low. But as long as the seniors have something to do, they will do their best. Han Leng said, if it weren't for the unfulfilled wishes, who would be willing to put the remnant soul into the weapon.

Xuan Lingzi said: "The old man just wants to know if the Xuanling Sect is still there, when you pick up the Xuanyou Sword, the old man's wish will be over." This Xuanyou sword has been with the old man for more than a hundred years, and I will give it to you. However, because this sword is extraordinary, you can't show it off in front of people so as not to cause trouble. The old man also has a lot of good quality weapons here, you can choose one as your magic weapon, and the rest will be distributed in the sect. No one has found the old man's place for so long, and I'm afraid those weapons are about to rust. ”

Han sneered and said, "Those weapons of the predecessors are all treasures of the world, and now they all look like they have just been created. ”

Xuan Lingzi smiled and said, "The old man's remnant soul is about to disperse, you come over." ”

Han Leng walked over, Xuan Lingzi stretched out a finger and put it on Han Leng's eyebrows, Han Leng just felt a heat between his eyebrows at first, and then many things came to his mind, that feeling was like someone shoehorning a large number of books into his brain, and after a while, Han Leng felt a little dizzy, as if his brain was about to burst.

"Don't be cranky, you'll be an idiot if you mess up. ”

Xuan Lingzi's voice suddenly appeared, and Han Leng immediately got rid of all distracting thoughts, completely emptying his body and mind, and a long time passed.

Han Leng didn't feel a headache, he slowly opened his eyes, and said that he had returned to the cave, he was holding the Xuanyou Sword in his hand, the Xuanyou Sword at this time didn't seem to be heavy, he could easily swing the sword with two fingers.

Han Leng could clearly feel that there was some kind of connection between himself and the Xuanyu Sword, this may be the recognition of the magic weapon, the remnant soul of Xuanlingzi has been dispersed, and this sword has naturally become Han Leng's possession.

"This feels really good, it seems that if a random idea comes to my head, I can let the Xuanyu Sword execute it. Han Leng was excited.

While being excited, he didn't forget Xuan Lingzi's advice, this sword can only be used to save his life, and it must not be revealed in normal times, but where should he put such a long sword?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the Xuanyou Sword immediately became smaller and entered the dantian in his body, Han Leng praised it, the magic weapon is the magic weapon, it can actually communicate with the master's mind, and it can also hide in the dantian spiritual sea.