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Chapter 625: Bronze Rust Sword

Shame, shame!

Seeing Wangcai rolling on the ground, Ye Xiaochuan knew that he was embarrassed.

A piece of wood that has been dead for many years is about to decay, even if you use a wooden knife, you can cut it to pieces, but the sword that instilled the true yuan by yourself only cut into the wood less than half a foot.

Fortunately, if there were others present, he would not be able to live.

Ye Xiaochuan thought it was the strangeness of the wood, squatted down to check the wood, no problem, the wood is a very common big pine in the mountains of Cangyun Mountain, this kind of tree is very old, similar to the palm trees in the desert oasis in the Western Regions, growing straight up, up to nearly 100 zhang high.

Since there is no problem with the wood, it is not that his own cultivation strength is weak, the only possibility is that there is a problem with the sword.

Ye Xiaochuan has checked, the eight-armed spirit ape storage bracelet is a magic weapon in the cultivation realm, and there is no iron sword used by mortals, so this bronze sword should also be picked up by the eight-armed spirit ape from the ancient battlefield, Ye Xiaochuan has never seen such a strange fairy sword, even if the grade of this sword is low, it is impossible to deal with a rotten wood.

The bronze sword was still stuck in the wood, Ye Xiaochuan stepped on the wood, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled the sword out of the wood for a long time.

Suddenly, he found that the patina on the bronze sword seemed to be much less, and he had been grinding on the stone for an hour, but he had not worn off the patina, and he had just chopped the wood hard, and it seemed that a lot of patina had been shaken off, and some places on the sword body had revealed the red yellow blade.

Bronze is not turquoise, the reason why it appears green is because it is extremely easy to rust, and a layer of turquoise patina is attached to it, and the original color of bronze is reddish, pale yellow, orange yellow, etc., because other metal elements are added during refining, and the final color is not the same.

When the green patina on the bronze sword fell off, Ye Xiaochuan saw some red yellow sword bodies, and there seemed to be ancient inscriptions on the sword body that were the same as his own bladeless sword, Ghost Cloud Text!

This discovery surprised Ye Xiaochuan.

The ghost cloud script is an ancient text that has been passed down in southern Xinjiang only by the wizards of the ancient Wu clan, which is older than the tadpole script, and has long been lost in the world, Xuan Ying said that it is estimated that only the high priest of the elf clan who lives in the black forest in the north will be able to understand this kind of writing.

The inscriptions on the bodies of the Dust Chopping and Bladeless Swords are the Ghost Cloud Script, Ye Xiaochuan didn't expect that there were other immortal sword magic weapons that also had this kind of pattern.

However, there is too much patina on it, only part of it is falling off, it looks like a ghost Yunwen, as for whether it is or not, Ye Xiaochuan can't say yet.

Ye Xiaochuan thought back to himself what kind of patina fell off? Just now, he couldn't grind it for an hour, but he just chopped the wood hard, and some patina fell off, it seems that if you want to get rid of these strange patina, it will definitely not work through the whetstone.

He learned to chop wood just now, Zhenyuan poured the bronze sword again, cut the wood hard, and then looked at the sword body, and sure enough, the patina was less, revealing more of the sword body.

With this discovery, Ye Xiaochuan began to dance the sword, the eight styles of the divine sword, a sword of Qiankun, one by one, one by one, and suddenly thought about the sword qi on the cliff, and the bright yellow sword shadow turned into a sword net, shining colorful in the swishing sword sound.

Ye Xiaochuan discovered an important key factor, if he wanted to get rid of the patina on the bronze sword, cutting wood had no effect, but poured into the bronze sword through his own spiritual power, so that the bronze sword released sword qi and shook off the patina from the inside.

After bouncing on the cliff for half an hour, Ye Xiaochuan slowly retracted, and at this moment, the bronze sword in his hand had completely changed, and the patina that had accumulated on the sword for countless years all fell off, becoming a reddish-yellow three-foot bronze fairy sword.

After there was no patina attached, this bronze sword under the moonlight, even if Ye Xiaochuan did not urge it with spiritual power, the sword still exuded a faint red gold light, as if those patinas were like seals that suppressed the divine sword, and now that the seal was removed, the divine sword was born.

Ye Xiaochuan almost felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, looking at the strange lines covered by the bronze sword.

He pulled out the Wufeng behind him with his backhand, put the two swords together, and looked at it by the light of the moonlight, yes, although there is a gap between the lines on the two swords, they are definitely ghost cloud scripts, because the meaning of the words recorded is different, so there will be differences, just like Wu Feng and chopping dust, although the sword body is also ghost cloud script, but the lines are different.

"Why did another immortal sword engraved with ghost cloud inscription appear? Could it be that this bronze sword has something to do with the Black Witch Clan in Southern Xinjiang?"

Ye Xiaochuan didn't think that the eight-armed spirit ape had risen from southern Xinjiang, and he also picked up such a fairy sword magic weapon engraved with ghost cloud inscription and came back, this fairy sword should also be brought back from the battlefield by the monkey king's grandfather eight hundred years ago, this sword body is bright yellow as gold, after the patina falls off, the sword is sharp, without any ghost and demon power, it should not be the magic weapon of the demon sect disciples, but the fairy sword of the righteous path disciples.

He casually chopped it, and the big wood that he had done nothing to do with it just now turned into powder under the sword qi with a pop.

Ye Xiaochuan opened his mouth wide, and shouted in his heart: "Damn, waste has become a treasure, what a sharp fairy sword!"

He came back to his senses, held the Wufeng and the bronze sword with his backhand, stepped on the Xuanbu, and cast the anti-Liangyi sword formation.

The cyan and yellow sword shadows were intertwined with each other, on par, and Ye Xiaochuan felt that as he danced, the bronze sword, which was originally very heavy, became lighter and lighter.

After a set of anti-Liangyi sword arrays were cast, Ye Xiaochuan stood still, ecstatic in his heart, knowing that the tattered thing he picked up was actually a fairy sword magic weapon of a really high grade, maybe the spiritual power was not as good as Wufeng's divine weapons, but it was also an extremely powerful fairy sword, just now when he cast the anti-Liangyi sword array, Ye Xiaochuan didn't feel that the bronze sword was much worse than Wufeng, and it seemed to be better than using the little junior sister's Qingfeng sword to cast the anti-Liangyi sword array on the Broken Sky Cliff.

That is to say, the spiritual power of the bronze sword is definitely not under the Qingfeng Sword.

Ye Xiaochuan had already thrown the idea of returning the bronze sword to the Monkey King's grandfather out of the clouds, and he forgot to get food for Wangcai, he sat on the cliff platform, looking at the bronze sword that emitted this bright yellow luster, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find any Chinese characters on the sword, and he didn't know what the name of this sword was.

After watching it for a long time, a strange idea suddenly appeared in his mind, since the bronze sword is the same as Wufeng and Dust, and the sword body has a ghost cloud text, it is definitely not an ordinary fairy sword magic weapon, maybe it is another blood refining magic weapon.

After all, Wufeng and Dust Slashing are both blood refining magic weapons, and it is reasonable for Ye Xiaochuan to have this idea.

He rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and the index finger of his right hand slashed on the blade of the sword, and the finger was cut out, but there was not a drop of blood stained on the blade of the bronze sword, the sharpness of this sword was beyond Ye Xiaochuan's imagination.

After a while, the wound on his finger slowly cracked open, and blood came out, Ye Xiaochuan grinned in pain, and hurriedly wiped his finger on the bronze sword a few times, and suddenly the red blood dripped on the bronze sword body.