Dongfang rebelled against the prestige, and saw the sect leader Ling Mo and He Xiaotian coming over.

He was stunned, and his expression was respectful.

The person in front of him is the sect master of the Donglin Sect in the Eastern Wilderness, how famous the entire Eastern Wilderness is, and most of them are in retreat, how can they not feel excited when they can see the real person of the sect master now.

"Disciple Dongfang Rebellion, meet the sect master!"

Dongfang said in a loud voice.

Dongfang Tianming beside him was obviously stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and bowed respectfully to Ling Mo.

"Dongfang Tianming, meet the sect master. ”

His qualifications are not much different from those of Dongfang, and he looks sincere and fearful.

As for Xin Lan, he was standing there flatly, it was not the first time he had seen Ling Mo, but the feeling of not being angry and arrogant in Ling Mo was still very strong.

"Xin Lan, I've seen Sect Master Ling. ”

"Disciple, meet Master!"

He was too respectful to Ling Mo, but he was respectful to He Xiaotian.

These are trivial things, Ling Mo won't care, juniors are not sensible, as the head of a sect, how can he use his own ability to suppress a junior.

"Lan'er, take a look again!"

He Xiaotian looked at Xin Lan, pointed to the middle-aged man surnamed Lan, and slightly, the sword appeared in front of Xin Lan.

He has seen it many times, and from many aspects, he can't see that it is different, and now he looks at it, it is the same, and the feeling given to him is just an ordinary iron sword, and there is not much difference.

But in He Xiaotian's words, it is obvious that this sword has a hidden place, but he has not seen it yet, or he has not understood it.

"Sect Master..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Lan looked at Ling Mo, but he didn't dare to say more.

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man surnamed Lan, Ling Mo shook his head and didn't say much, but just this action made his heart shake violently, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Shaking your head means no!

Even Ling Mo, the sect master, no longer recognizes it, can he continue to do it for a long time?

"Could it be that these lines?"

Xin Lan stared at the lines on the sword and muttered.

Because the spiritual weapon can be fused with aura, it can cooperate to form a power, as soon as Xin Lan thought of this, he input the aura in his body into the sword, but after a while, he was disappointed.

The sword is still an iron sword, even if it is fused with spiritual energy, it is still indispensable to change, but it makes a buzzing trill, its quality is very good, and it has not collapsed under the huge aura.

Airplanes!

The sound of the sword was strong and intense, and the sound became louder and louder.

Xin Lan had an idea, and injected the aura into the lines, and in less than a moment, he felt a vast power, and before he could feel anything, it had been swallowed.

"It's the lines on the sword!"

Xin Lan looked at the lines on the sword, he could feel the huge power on the sword lines from just now, with his current cultivation, he couldn't control and touch it at all.

He Xiaotian, Ling Mo and the others looked at Xin Lan in contemplation, only He Xiaotian had a smile on his face, as for Ling Mo, he shook his head, obviously feeling that Xin Lan's comprehension was not enough, and his talent was not very strong, so he could only be said to be average.

"The sword pattern is a special element, this sword should be refined by a blacksmith in mortal dust, and it is an ordinary sword itself, but it has been left with a sword pattern by a master, which makes it have a different power. ”

He Xiaotian said lightly that he could analyze the problem just by taking a look, and his knowledge was really rich, which made people sigh to themselves.

"Sword lines?"

Ling Mo looked at He Xiaotian, a little curious.

"Sword lines?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Lan is also curious, although he knows that this sword is different, but he has asked many masters, but no one can give him an answer, outsiders think it is an iron sword, but in his heart, he thinks that the sword is a different sword.

The sword has a pattern in it, and it will form a powerful force.

"Yes, according to the record of the "Continental Yuan Era", it is a kind of strange thing that was refined by the barbarians and formed. ”

He Xiaotian continued.

"But because it is strong, many monks have strengthened their own cultivation, forming a turmoil in the entire cultivation world, and some of these families want to take this method, unite several sects, and kill the barbarians in one fell swoop, after that time, that art was lost. ”

He Xiaotian's words made Xin Lan suddenly realize.

It turned out that he said that his mortal sword was his own eyes, and he didn't understand the arrogance of the sword at all, and he was short-sighted, and he didn't see what was hidden in it.

As for the middle-aged surnamed Lan, his eyes are shining.

"It's really a treasure!"

The two Dongfang rebel brothers stood aside, looking respectful, and they didn't dare to speak.

Xin Lan is He Xiaotian's disciple, and Ling Mo is the sect master of the entire Donglin Sect, and they are just the inner disciples of the Donglin Sect, they felt very face-saving before, but compared to Xin Lan, they are really much worse.

"This sword pattern, I don't know if I can take it off, if it is installed on a person's body, the cultivation may be able to enhance a lot. ”

Xin Lan looked at the sword pattern and touched it with her hand.

"This matter is the inconsiderate hospitality of the Donglin Sect, and when the time comes, I will let the disciples send the compensation to the hands of Shenye, which can be regarded as the compensation of my Donglin Sect to the juniors. ”

As soon as Ling Mo waved his sleeves, the sword in front of Xin Lan had already disappeared.

Almost silently, he took back the middle-aged sword surnamed Lan, and said slowly to He Xiaotian, not saying a word about the sword.

"Oh, in that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey!"

He Xiaotian said with a smile.

"Master, is there any monk in the world who can refine such a pattern?"

Xin Lan thought for a while and suddenly asked.

Regarding the lines on the sword, he was a little interested, so he asked He Xiaotian, after all, he has a wide range of knowledge, and he can know a lot of things, unlike those so-called Bai Xiaosheng, who know but don't say it completely.

"The sword pattern is a rare existence, and you still want to refine it, unless it is a barbarian from the barbarian world, others will not be able to make a sword pattern at all. ”

He Xiaotian said lightly, looking at Xin Lan.

How can it be easy to make a sword pattern, it is a rare thing, and it is so ambitious to think about refining it.

"What the master said is also that if there are still barbarians, it may still be possible, but even if it is no longer possible, after all, the characteristics of barbarians are too obvious and can generally be recognized at a glance. ”

The barbarians are infinitely powerful, and the people are very tall, giving people the impression of being tall and burly, and the most prominent thing is that their complexion is very dark, which is very different from ordinary people.

Therefore, as long as it is a normal person, you can see that the other party is a barbarian.

"That's it, Doctor He came with Ling, and the disciples came with him, there are still some things in the old man's cave, so I will give them to you as a meeting gift. (To be continued.) )