Lu Yunzhou raised his eyebrows, and felt even more strange: "That...... So what?"

In my heart, it turned out to be the work of the legendary sword-casting master Ou Yezi, no wonder there was such a process, Ou Yezi was from Yue, so the hilt of the sword was engraved with a bird seal!

Zhongsun Xuanhua's face was entangled, he slapped his forehead, and said helplessly: "Senior Brother Qi, don't you still understand? Because this sword is too exquisite, those intricate and exquisite reliefs, and the brilliant seven stars on the sword, except for Master Ou Yezi, no one has the confidence to be able to create it, and no one has the ability to restore it!

Han Jian raised his eyebrows and said: "So this sword is different from other famous swords cast by Ou Yezi, from its birth to the present, it has not even had a small record, and no one is even willing to try whether it is sharp!"

"Uh...... This reason ......" Lu Yunzhou was stunned for a long time, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I...... I was speechless, hehe. ”

The Flying Star Sword is indeed very beautiful, and people in this era will be shocked, but Lu Yunzhou, who came from the Internet explosion in later generations, has never seen any cool weapons in games and animations, under modern technology, there are countless beautiful things, and modern people have long been aesthetically fatigued, Lu Yunzhou naturally would not have thought that it was this reason that made the sword dusty!

Suddenly, Lu Yunzhou actually felt sympathy for the Flying Star Sword hanging from his waist.

Zhongsun Xuanhua glared and said, "Didn't Senior Brother Qi choose it because it was beautiful?"

Lu Yunzhou patted the Flying Star Sword on his waist with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "No, didn't you say that the first one is my true sword?

Lu Yunzhou didn't intend to explain more, facts speak louder than words, since he became the owner of this sword, he had to be worthy of Ou Yezi's whimsical and good intentions when he cast it. He will definitely make the Flying Star Sword shine in his hands, and become a real famous sword, a powerful and prestigious killing weapon!

Although Lu Yunzhou didn't believe in such an idealistic thing as fate, he did feel that the Flying Star Sword was very close to him!

After all, there are limitations of the times, and the people of this era only pursue weapons with sharpness and tenacity, without considering improving their power from other angles.

A hundred years have passed, and Master Ou Yezi's intention when he cast this sword, so far, no one has been able to comprehend, everyone has only seen its beauty, but no one understands the true horror of this sword!

Except for Lu Yunzhou from modern times.

It is no wonder that the Flying Star Sword will be unknown in history, but Lu Yunzhou believes that the Flying Star Sword is not necessarily the sharpest, but it must be the one with the highest skill and the greatest power among all the famous swords cast by Ou Yezi!

"Senior Brother Qi, when Master Ou Yezi forged this sword, he sighed, this is a sword that ordinary people can't tame, just like the starry sky in the sky, who can hold it in their hands?

"Since it is the masterpiece of Master Ou Yezi, then I have to cherish it even more, I really want to kiss the master and apprentice of Zhaojian Zhai now, if it weren't for them, I wouldn't have gotten a sword that suits me so well!" Lu Yunzhou smiled and squeezed his eyebrows.

Zhongsun Xuanhua and Han Jian inexplicably felt a chill all over their bodies, and subconsciously took two steps back, keeping a distance from Lu Yunzhou!

"Senior Brother Qi...... So handsome...... Shouldn't it be a good man, right?" Zhongsun Xuanhua had bad thoughts swirling in his mind, and said with a sneer: "Haha...... Forehead...... Hehe, Senior Brother Qi is satisfied, it's not too early...... Why don't we go and have lunch!"

"Okay, go to Changying Tower or Qingyang Tower?

Lu Yunzhou pressed the hilt of the Flying Star Sword with his left hand, and he was in a happy mood and strode out.

Behind them, Zhongsun Xuanhua and Han Jian only felt a chill in their hearts, cold sweat broke down their backs, and they hesitated for a moment before they were frightened, embarrassed, and stiff to keep up.

Qi ...... Brother Qi!Do ...... How embarrassing is it to be a senior brother...... Let the junior brother break the bank......"

The miserable and permeating voice echoed in the dark and empty Jixia School......

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"Young Master! Young Master......"

After Lu Yunzhou finished eating, Zhongsun Xuanhua and Han Jian finished eating, they were about to find a place in the Jixia School Palace to practice their swords.

He hasn't fully recovered all of Qi Yu's memories yet, and he has to refamiliarize himself with the swordsmanship that Qi Yu has mastered!

And he didn't plan to expose the magic of the Flying Star Sword to people before the competition.

There are many abandoned courtyards in the master's house in the southeast area of Jixia School Palace, and Lu Yunzhou plans to find a place to practice swords in it.

As soon as he left Qingyang Tower, there was a call behind him, Lu Yunzhou didn't know if he was calling himself, and continued to walk forward without paying attention.

"Young Master, please stay!"

With the wheezing sound of running, the sound behind him was getting closer and closer, and Lu Yunzhou stopped and looked behind him suspiciously.

I saw a young man in a green coat, wearing a small hat, carrying a book basket, and a small maid costume, panting from a distance.

Lu Yunzhou looked at him suspiciously.

The young man dressed as a small guy sweated profusely and ran to Lu Yunzhou, circled around Lu Yunzhou three times, looked at it again and again with a serious expression, and asked with a nervous face: "Young Master, I finally found you, I heard yesterday that you were hit by a meteor, and when I went to see you, you were still unconscious, how does the young master feel now?"

Lu Yunzhou racked his brains to think about it, but he still didn't think about it, and said suspiciously: "You...... Who is it?"

"Young master, don't you remember me Qi Xin?" the little guy called Qi Xin had a pitiful expression on his face.

"Oh, Xiaoxin, I remembered!" Lu Yunzhou looked at the little guy with a round head and a round brain, thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him, patted his head, and finally remembered.

Qi Xin is Qi Yu's scholar and grew up with Qi Yu since he was a child.

Qi Xin looked sad and lonely, looked at Lu Yunzhou pitifully, and said desolately: "Young master, I went to see you at Master Xiao yesterday, Master Xiao said that you are fine, you can wake up this morning, let me go back first, I will go back and tell the master first...... But I went to wait for you outside Fan Fuzi's classroom in the morning, but I didn't see you until the end of class...... I searched everywhere for you, but I'm glad I finally found you!"

"Hmm...... Xiaoxin, you did a great job!" Lu Yunzhou rubbed his chin and said with a smile.

"Thank you...... Thank you, young master, for the compliment!" Qi Xin's eyes lit up, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"Xiaoxin, the young master was smashed by a meteor this time, and he forgot a lot of things, if there is anyone, I can't think of it, you have to remind me in time!" Lu Yunzhou smiled.

"Young Master...... Smashed by a meteor...... smashed his brain!" Qi Xin's eyes widened in surprise, and then nodded busily: "Young master, don't worry, if there is any situation, Qi Xin must remind the young master, the young master must get better soon!"

"Well, it'll be fine soon. Lu Yunzhou found that this little scholar was stupid.

"Young master, do you still want to go to a swordsmanship class in the afternoon?" The old lady is very worried about you, so I will take you back to see her as soon as I see you. ”

Lu Yunzhou sighed in his heart, thinking that stretching out his head is a knife, and shrinking his head is also a knife, since he occupies Qi Yu's body, his family will also see him sooner or later, so he nodded and said, "Then let's go back!"

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A horse-drawn carriage walks through the streets of Linzi.

Qi Xin drove the carriage in front of the car, and Lu Yunzhou leaned on the cushion in the car, playing with the Flying Star Sword in his hand, with a trace of apprehension on his handsome face.

"Xiaoxin, tell me who are the people in the family, don't miss it. ”

"Young master, have you even forgotten this?"

"The young master's brain has been smashed. Lu Yunzhou was speechless and could only blacken himself.

"Yes...... Master...... There are old ladies, old ladies, big masters, old men, and three old men at home, ......" Qi Xin began to sign up one by one.

"Bang!"

There was a dull thud ahead, followed by a flurry of shouts and shouts, punches and kicks.

Lu Yunzhou hurriedly said: "Xiaoxin, stop and see what's going on!"

Lu Yunzhou decided that it would be a moment to delay, and if he could go back later, he would go back later!

It's best to go to bed when you get back late, and you'll be fine!

"Yes, young master......!" Qi Xin's voice came from the front, and then the carriage stopped, and after a while, Qi Xin's voice came from outside the car window: "Young master, there is a fight in front." ”

"Alas, this little scholar is really a bit ......"

Listening to this sound, the ghost knows that someone is fighting!

Lu Yunzhou patted his head, so he had to open the car door and get out of the car to see for himself.

I saw that in the middle of the road ahead, a group of fierce men were punching and kicking a middle-aged man in ragged clothes.

"Young Master, what are you going to do?" Qi Xin saw Lu Yunzhou get out of the car, and curiously came up and asked.

"Young master, you have to help others!"

Lu Yunzhou quickly replied to Qi Xin, then pressed the Flying Star Sword on his waist with his left hand, strode forward with an excited expression, and shouted: "Brother, brother! It turns out that you are here, and the younger brother has finally found you!"

When the big men who beat people heard the movement, they all stopped, turned around, and looked at Lu Yunzhou.

As soon as the faces of two of them changed, they were about to scold, but they were quickly pulled by their companions who had eyes on the side.

Lu Yunzhou strode to the side of the middle-aged man who had been beaten and his nose was swollen, squatted down, helped him up and said loudly: "Brother, it's really you!

The man was also quite obedient, and actually cried, opened the mouth of the swollen sausage, and said vaguely: "Bear...... Xiong Die, Wayezhai is looking for you, you are heavier than thick lines!"