As if seeing the worry in Huan Chang's heart, Xu Yu asked, "Have you ever regretted killing someone today, so that you offended the Black Sand Gang?"

Huan Chang was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head and said: "The Black Sand Gang bandits are extremely vicious, innocent and brutal killing people, these people will be killed, how can they regret it?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

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Xu Yu couldn't help but bow his head slightly when he heard this, and a smile appeared on his face.

After looking at Huan Chang for a while, looking at this slightly mature disciple, Xu Yu suddenly said, "You come with me." ”

After finishing speaking, Xu Wei walked straight towards the house.

Although Huan Chang felt that his master was a little strange today, he didn't think too much about it, and silently followed behind Xu Yu.

Although Xu Yu is usually drunk and sleepy, he looks very sloppy, but his bedroom has always been very tidy and even spotless.

Coming to the bed, Xu Yu took out a few things from under the bed.

Huan Chang looked at these things, and couldn't help but show surprise in his eyes, these are the treasures that Master Xu Yu cares about the most.

In the past, even if Huan Chang wanted to take these things to watch, it was impossible, and there were a few times when Huan Chang secretly went to watch them, and he was taught a few times by Xu Yu.

It can be seen from this that Xu Yu is so precious about these things.

Placing the three things neatly on the bed, Xu Yu took out a long wooden box, which was made of rosewood, and the carving on the outside was very exquisite.

It's just that this wooden box is an incomparably valuable work of art, so what kind of treasure will it be to store it in a wooden box?

In Huan Chang's eyes, the light couldn't help but become more and more vigorous.

Although Xu Yu is very precious about these things, after more than ten years of getting along, he also knows what is in the wooden box.

Xu Yu opened the wooden box, only to see a sword lying horizontally in it, because of the scabbard, he could not see the true face of the sword.

"Boom!"

Xu Yu picked up the sword, pulled the sword out of its scabbard, and suddenly a black light pierced the sky, and a loud sword sound sounded in the room.

Huan often looked like this, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

After the sound of the sword, a chill involuntarily spread through the room, and disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Xu Yu's eyes were full of light, and a smile appeared on his face.

After the chill disappeared, the black brilliance emanating from the sword's body began to restrain itself, and then exuded a neutral and peaceful aura, which made people feel a little kind unconsciously.

Huan Chang opened his eyes and looked at this sword with a dark body, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of longing.

Divine weapons are something that every warrior wants, and although Huan Chang has never practiced swordsmanship, he also wants to have a sword.

Just like the legendary Confucian scholars and chivalrous warriors, they traveled alone in the rivers and lakes, slashed the injustices of the world with their swords, and left one legend after another in the world.

For so many years, although Huan Chang has been reading and learning characters, he also yearns for that kind of life.

And a chivalrous or Confucian warrior, if there is no matching sword, will be greatly reduced in image.

For example, the black-clothed swordsman at the beginning, all his belongings were only eight taels of silver, but according to Huan Chang's eyesight, the sword behind the black-clothed swordsman was definitely not ordinary.

As if seeing Huan Chang's thoughts, Xu Yu couldn't help but smile slightly, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and gently slashing the middle and index fingers of his left hand over the sword body.

"This sword, named Zhanlu, was forged by the swordsmith Ou Yezi, and its whole body is dark without a trace of debris; ”

"This sword has spirituality, first obtained by the king of Yue, and then the state of Wu raised troops to destroy the country of Yue, and took this sword as his own. ”

However, King Wu had no way, and Zhanlu Sword left on his own, and was later obtained by the ancestor and has been passed down to this day. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Yu raised his head, stared at Huan Chang with his eyes, and said: "Zhanlu is the sword of justice and benevolence, the master has no virtue and the sword is obscure, my book Sword Pavilion has been inherited for thousands of years, and has always adhered to justice and benevolence." ”

"It is the duty of my disciple of the Sword Pavilion to help the danger and eliminate the violence, and to be jealous and hateful, since you have encountered a murderer like the Black Sand Gang, you should kill him and eliminate the harm for the people. ”

Huan Chang knew that this was the rule of the sect, and immediately his face was solemn, and he nodded yes.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Xu Yu's face, he gently stroked the Zhanlu sword, and said with some amazement: "Although this sword is the sword of benevolence and righteousness, it is also eager to kill the wicked people in the world. ”

"However, since the master passed on Zhanlu to me, this sword has been sealed, and it has only seen the light of day until now. ”

Huan Chang was puzzled in his heart, he didn't know why his master wanted to seal Zhan Lu, but when he saw Xu Yu's appearance, he couldn't ask anything.

"Boom!"

Xu Yu put the sword into the scabbard, then held Zhan Lu in both hands, solemnly handed it to Huan Chang's side, and said: "From now on, Zhan Lu will be handed over to you, I hope you don't let this sword be dusted." ”

Although Huan Chang was eager to get this sword, he also knew that Zhanlu was a great treasure of the sect's inheritance, so he hurriedly said: "Master, you are the sect master of the Book Sword Pavilion, how can I take Zhanlu?"

Xu Yu smiled bitterly: "The divine thing has a spirit, it has been dusty beside me for many years, but today I see you but the light shines, this sword has a fate with you." ”

"What's more, there are only two of you and me left in the Book Sword Pavilion now, Ah Chang is the future sect master of the Book Sword Pavilion, why not hand over Zhan Lu to you. ”

Huan Chang still wanted to refuse, but Xu Yu's face sank, and he shouted: "Take it!"

Huan Chang's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but catch Zhan Lu, and then he felt the sword in his hand keep vibrating, as if he was cheering.

Seeing this, the smile on Xu Yu's face became brighter and brighter, and said: "Since Zhan Lu has chosen you, Ah Chang will treat it well, and in the future, you should act in accordance with justice and benevolence when you walk the world." ”

Huan Chang's face was bitter, and he said: "The disciple is only a shallow learner, and he may not be able to uphold this way in everything he does, if he disappoints the sword, what should he do." ”

Hearing that Zhan Lu is so spiritual, Huan Chang couldn't help but be a little worried.

After all, he is not a saint, and he does not dare to guarantee that he can uphold justice and benevolence in everything he does in his life.

What should he do if he does something wrong in the future and the sword is gone?

Xu Yuren is old and refined, so he naturally has insight into what Huan Chang is thinking, and immediately said with a smile: "When you act, just keep the moral bottom line and stick to your heart." ”

"With Ah Chang's conduct, as long as you don't lose your heart, the sword Zhanlu will naturally not leave you. ”

Huan Chang heard Xu Yu's words, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then hugged Zhan Lu tightly with his left hand, and gently stroked the scabbard with his right hand, and his heart was extremely happy.

As if feeling Huan Chang's joy, Zhan Lu shook again, and vaguely, Huan Chang seemed to hear a burst of sword sounds.