On the second day, Ye Shaowen tidied up his sleeves and went to visit the "Bright Moon Tower" where Ou Shi was located, which was located on the top of a mountain, and at night, looking up at the sky, the moon and stars were indeed clearly visible.

I don't know if the Ou family is still so leisurely and elegant?

If there are no special circumstances in the Xuanji Pavilion, it is forbidden to fly in the sky, and it is Ye Shaowen who walks up, although the clothes of the disciples here are also embroidered with yin and yang, but they are not as chic as others, and some are even dressed in short clothes, like a burdenman working in the mortal world.

Ye Shaowen entered the "Mingyue Building" with his identity clear, although it was named after the building, but it was a heavy hall inside, Ye Shaowen shuttled through it, and suddenly a wide spiritual pool attracted him. I saw that the white gas in the pool was dense, and I couldn't even see whether there was water or no water in the pool, and there was a sword tablet on its edge, and the ancient seal carving on the tablet made people dizzy:

Wash the sword pool!

The pen of these words is elegant and vigorous, and the stele is just an ordinary stone stele, and the reason why it has not been rotten for so many years is all because of these words.

The person who wrote these three words back then must have been a figure who was proud of China, and his peerless demeanor can only be peeked at on this monument now!

"Brother Ye, come to me without prior notice, make me so sluggish!" Ou Shi walked from the side.

Ye Shaowen smiled and said: "What do people in my generation do when they talk about these vulgar rites. ”

Ou Shi saw Ye Shaowen condensing at the stone tablet, so he smiled and said, "Brother Ye, do you know who wrote these three words?"

"I haven't heard of it, but I'm about to ask for advice. ”

Ou Shi raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, his eyes showed a look of fascination, and said: "This senior is quiet, but his old man's temperament is not quiet at all, but he is as sharp as his sword intent! It is rumored that he held a "Tianxuan" fairy sword in his hand, arrogant in the entire Shenzhou Demon Realm, and even the Demon Emperor had to retreat a little!"

Ye Shaowen's heart moved, no sect in terms of swordsmanship can be the right of Huang Tingzong, and asked, "Which sect does that senior come from?"

"Hehe, Brother Ye, there was no Qintian Hall at that time, who else could have such a character and swordsmanship besides your sect?" Ou Shi stared at Ye Shaowen and smiled slightly: "However, the 'Tianxuan' sword was built by my Ou family!"

Ye Shaowen was solemn and said: "Brother Ou, I really don't hide it, I came here today, and I really have something to ask for." ”

Ou Shi looked at him for a while, and said with a smile as if he understood: "Brother Ye is also here for the fairy sword." After that, he glanced at the broken sword on Ye Shaowen's back, and said strangely: "This sword is already good, could it be that something is wrong?"

Ye Shaowen was ashamed, and he didn't know how to speak, and he heard Ou Shi laugh and said: "Brother Ye, although you and I don't get along for a long time, I know that you are a person who is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and you don't want to entertain ordinary mundane things.

Ye Shaowen asked slowly: "Brother Ou, is there a magic sword in this world that is more powerful than the fairy sword? For example, the "Tianxuan" of the predecessor of Shoujing, has it exceeded the level of the ordinary fairy sword?"

Ou Shi's smile gradually disappeared when he heard this, his face turned solemn, and he said after a while: "Brother Ye, do you want to ......?"

Ye Shaowen nodded and said, "I won't hide it from you, Brother Ou, this sect will be in danger in the future, if I don't improve some means, sooner or later I will die, and at that time, all fate will become floating clouds." ”

"God rewards hard work, Brother Ye can have such an idea, it can be seen that it is extraordinary, but you don't know much about mentioning this matter, and you have to ask your father to know. ”

Ye Shaowen hurriedly said: "Then Brother Ou may help me introduce one or two?"

Ou Shi was a little embarrassed: "My father has a strange temper, and sometimes he doesn't even give face to the head of the sect, I'm afraid that it will..."

"It's okay, it's okay, just have Brother Lao Ou take me to meet me. ”

Ou Shi immediately took Ye Shaowen to walk back, until he walked to the back mountainside, Ye Shaowen looked up, there were countless swords loosely inserted on the flattened mountain wall, some of the swords were vibrant, some were dead, looking from afar like scrap iron submerged in the soil, there were two big characters written vertically on the east wall, which was the same as the previous sword washing pool:

"Sword Shrine"!

Ou Shi explained on the side: "Some of the swords here are discarded by the predecessors, and some are half-finished products that failed to be built by the predecessors in the door, hey, in short, the swords here are the swords that have been forgotten by the world." ”

Ye Shaowen felt that although this was a sword mound, the sword intent around him was a little lighter than other places, but it was shrouded in a bleak atmosphere, like a cemetery in the world, which made his chest a little blocked.

Ou Shi must have been here often, and he didn't care about Ye Shaowen's discomfort, pointed to a figure in front of him, and said, "That's my father." ”

Ye Shaowen stared at it, and in the thick white mist, there was indeed a thick back, and that back was motionless, just facing those abandoned swords that seemed to be thrown indiscriminately.

"Why don't the seniors let these swords be put in order, it's better than being messy like this. Ye Shaowen didn't know when he had approached, and said tentatively in a soft voice.

After a long time, the back said: "You little out-of-body monk, if Ou Shi hadn't brought you, I would have blasted you out." ”

When Ye Shaowen suddenly heard this, his heart was already half cold, and he said in his heart that this Ou Zhenren is really not a good stubble. He still spoke: "Are the seniors grieving for these swords? I thought that instead of leaving these abandoned swords here, it would be better to return them to the furnace and refine them, which would not be a good fate for them." ”

"The sword, there is no reason to refine it. Ou Zhizi slowly turned around, stared at Ye Shaowen and said: "Do you think that only the sword that gives birth to the sword spirit has feelings? Hmph, the opinion of the horseman! Any sword in the world, once refined, is like a newborn child, if it is not good-looking, can it return to the mother's womb to transform and recast?"

With such strange remarks, Ye Shaowen was stunned, and secretly said that this famous forging master in Shenzhou could not help but be suspected of using strong words, if the magic sword is not psychic, how can it be emotional? It is like a pile of bamboo crumbs and a pinch of dust, is it also emotional?

Of course, Ye Shaowen didn't dare to say these words to his face, but he just looked at Ou Zhizi's vicissitudes of life like an old farmer's face and was silent.

Ou Zhizi snorted softly again, then let out a sigh, and walked down the mountain with his hands in his hands, the thick smoke lingered around him again, and in the blink of an eye, he could no longer see it clearly, only a low and distant voice gradually came:

"The swordsmen of the mortal world pay attention to ruthlessness, so they use the "ruthless sword", and the monks use the "sword of slashing love and destroying desire", even if you carry that sword on your back, in your hands, it will never be able to be psychic!"

Ye Shaowen stood in place, savoring these words, and sighed for a while, Ou Shi approached, glanced down the mountain, and said: "Although my father's personality is a little weird, his heart is excellent, and I hope Brother Ye doesn't mind." ”

"Hehe, Senior Ou is a Coats Daya, and he is arbitrarily arranged by the outside world, how dare he blame him? Brother Ou, let's go down the mountain, and come back to visit Senior Ou another day. ”

Ou Shi then took Ye Shaowen to visit the mountain, and when the sun was twilight, Ye Shaowen said goodbye and returned to the room.

On the second day, sure enough, a disciple came to knock on the door and said, "Ye Daoyou, please teach the sect." ”

Ye Shaowen immediately dressed up and went with him to meet him, and when he arrived in the hall, he saw that the Venerable Master Dengfeng was sitting on the main seat, with a long robe and scarf, quite elegant and extraordinary, Mr. Huangzhu was sitting at the bottom of the left head, and there was no one else in the hall.

Ye Shaowen saluted the two of them, and the Venerable Master Dengfeng nodded, and said softly: "Ye Shaowen, I heard from Senior Brother Huangzhu that you have been instructed by the Purple Void True Person, and you have something important to discuss with me, I don't know what the matter is?"

Ye Shaowen saw that the Venerable Master Dengfeng did not have any concern for Mr. Huangzhu, so he said directly: "Senior, it is indeed the Purple Void True Person who personally summoned me to let me discuss with my predecessor about forming an alliance against the Qintian Palace. ”

Dengfeng Huangzhu and the two of them changed color in unison, glanced at each other, and the Venerable Master said in a deep voice: "How important is this matter, why did you only send you here?" The implication was still a little unbelieving, although this Ye Shaowen was a little special, but Huang Tingzong would not hand over such a major matter to an out-of-body disciple.

Ye Shaowen said angrily: "The seniors don't know, except for the head of the sect, the rest of the real people in this sect don't dare to go out of the mountain easily, and the senior brother of the Chinese should have arrived at your sect earlier than the disciples, but now I am afraid that I will also suffer an unexpected ......", he deliberately made the matter more serious.