All kinds of weapons, some of them have mottled rust and undergo great changes, and some of them have become cold as if they are newly cast. Chu Jiangnan only feels dazzled. These things can be seen as not ordinary.
Chu Jiangnan ate what was in the bowl and looking at the pot, and was reluctant to take away all the weapons and weapons here, but in the end he gave up this tempting idea.
But then I thought again that no matter how exquisite the artifact is, it is only a small path, and it is really harmful to practicing the superior martial arts.
This is not what Chu Jiangnan said, it is what Lu Miaozi said.
The entire offering rack contains the most abundant swords. After all, the Dongming School is a single-school female group who mainly practices swords.
Sword is the holy product of ancient times. It is the supreme and noble, and all humans and gods are respected.
He is the ancestor of short-term soldiers and a weapon of close combat. With his profound Taoist art, he has entered the mysterious legend.
In fact, because of its lightness, vigor and quickness, all the kings, emperors, scholars, knights, merchants and common people all took pride in maintaining it.
Sword and art have always been on the battlefield since ancient times, dominating the martial arts world, establishing one's country, and practicing benevolence and righteousness. Therefore, it has been passed down to this day and is still loved by the world. It is also deeply rooted in people's hearts with its glorious history, which can last forever.
Chu Jiangnan's eyes swept over each weapon quickly, and finally stopped in an inconspicuous corner where a steel knife was quietly placed.
At the first glance, Chu Jiangnan didn't notice anything unusual, but after being stunned, his shadow appeared in his heart again, and he felt that it had an indescribable smell.
Chu Jiangnan was not disturbed by its ordinary appearance, and his heart told himself that the thing that had been calling him was this dark steel knife.
Chu Jiangnan strode forward and stood silently. Looking at the steel knife quietly lying on the horizontal frame, a strange feeling spread in his heart. If it weren't for knowing that the Eagle Sword was being guarded by Yingyuan at this time and was still in the Potala Palace, Chu Jiangnan probably thought that this knife was the thick-backed sword of the Great Hero Chuanying.
Seeing that Chu Jiangnan was attracted by the steel knife, Shan Wan'er walked to him with a smile. With a slender hand, the steel knife came into her hand.
Zheng!
The steel knife popped out half a foot from the black scabbard, and Shan Wan'er smiled and said: Jiangnan, look at the blade that is dull and slow, and it seems that it has been rusted for a long time.
Chu Jiangnan looked at the black iron steel knife in Shan Wan'er's hand without blinking. Although the blade body, handle and scabbard have no special patterns, and there are strange fleshy textures, they are organically integrated into a whole, revealing a faint simplicity and clumsiness, which makes people dare not underestimate it.
Seeing that Chu Jiangnan was holding a room full of magical weapons and weapons, but he liked the inconspicuous steel knife in his hand, a strange confusion flashed in Shan Wan'er's eyes.
It’s okay that Shan Wan'er knew the origin of this sword, but was it a coincidence or God’s will, or did Chu Jiangnan actually know the mystery of this sword?
Aunt, don't look at me like this.
Seeing Shan Wan'er's fascinating beautiful eyes staring at her, Chu Jiangnan suddenly chuckled embarrassedly and said: If you look at me like this, people will feel embarrassed.
He has long been used to the conversation between Chu Jiangnan not treating himself as his master but as the head of the Dongming Sect. Shan Wan'er glanced at him with a beautiful look and said with a smile: Does Jiangnan like this knife?
Putting away his cynical look, Chu Jiangnan suddenly said domineeringly: It’s not that I like this knife, but that this knife should belong to me.
The treasure sword is psychic and chooses the master to serve.
After the knife was sheathed, Shan Wan said softly: Can you know the origin of this knife in Jiangnan?
If you ask about the origin of Chu Jiangnan Desert Eagle, who often plays CS, of course he knows that it is Israel's military product, known as the king of pistols, the best among guns. Of course, the meat gun that Chu Jiangnan carries with him is definitely the overlord among guns.
Knowing what you know, knowing what you don’t know, Chu Jiangnan shook his head and said: Jiangnan doesn’t know.
This knife originally had no name, but it is said that it was rumored from the ancient times. Its steel is tough and its sharpness is slightly yellow. It has been passed down by Mr. Ling of "Daoba" and the owner of "Baiba Villa" by Xiao Xian for hundreds of years.When this knife finally fell into the hands of Kou Zhong, a master of swordsmanship, he had a nice name, called Jing Zhongyue. When Kou Zhong was young, he used this knife to roam the world. Later, Kou Zhong's martial arts skills were extraordinary and could be used as blades, so he did not use the knife.
Shan Wan'er told her beautiful voice: Shan Wanjing, the third leader of the Dongming Sect, had a very close relationship with Kou Zhong and his good brother Xu Ziling. Finally, after Kou Zhong retired from the world, he asked him for this knife, hoping to study its casting method. It was ashamed that hundreds of years have passed, but he has no clue at all.
After saying that, Shan Wan'er handed Jing Zhongyue to Chu Jiangnan. After buying the long sword, Chu Jiangnan felt a sank in his hand.
His heart turned at will, and his arm suddenly exerted force to avoid the embarrassment of Jing Zhongyue's loss of hand to the ground. Chu Jiangnan said in surprise: This knife is so heavy, at least a hundred pounds. Ordinary people can't even hold it, let alone use it to fight the enemy.
Shan Wan'er chuckled and said: Jing Zhongyue has met all the heroes in Kou Zhong's hands, killing countless evil people who are hated, with an extremely sharp edge. It can be said that when the slight cuts without any thread, the hardness and no change in cutting.
Chu Jiangnan knows the origin of Jing Zhongyue, and even Shan Wanjing and Kou Zhong, he knows clearly the relationship between Xu Ziling.
Shan Wan'er said lightly: For hundreds of years, no one in the Dongming Sect has seen through the method of forging this knife, and this knife is just a weapon.Since you believe that this knife is destined to be with you, my aunt will give it to you.
Aunt Xie fulfilled it.
Chu Jiangnan was playing with the moon in his hand, as if a child was getting his beloved toy.
After all, he is not a child, and Jing Zhongyue is not a toy.
The sword is the king of all soldiers. The sword is the dominant of all soldiers. The sword is like a tiger. The practitioner is brave and fierce, vigorous and powerful.
Suddenly, an endless stream of murderous aura came out from the moon in the well. When Kou Zhong and Li Shiming competed for the world, this knife had drunk much blood. The strong murderous intent contained in it did not weaken at all even after hundreds of years.
The surging murderous intention was like a beast that had left the gate. The slightly lit candle fire on the candlesticks around it suddenly darkened and immediately extinguished.
Perhaps it was left behind for too long, and now that a new master has arrived, Jing Zhongyue is also eager for the passionate world.
It is worthy of being a legendary magic weapon. Before the sword is sheathed, it is already shocking. If it is really used on the battlefield, it will definitely be a mountain of corpses, bones, blood flows into a river, killing without boundaries, and ghosts and gods are easy to avoid.
clang!
The treasure sword suddenly came out of the sheath, which was different from the crisp sound of Shan Wan'er when she drew the sword just now. At this moment, the moon in the well actually made a dragon roar, which was as if it was swallowing the sky and the earth.
The originally dull and dull blade arrived at Chu Jiangnan's skill and suddenly shot out a dazzling yellow mud. Shan Wan'er's eyes suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her beautiful eyes were full of intoxication. She believed that she would never forget this moment in her life.
The moon in the well in Chu Jiangnan's hand seemed to come alive, the nine roars and dragon roars were shaking, and all the weapons on the shelf in the house were trembling gently, making a buzzing resonance.
Good guy, you have been silent for too long, and the world has forgotten your existence for a long time. Now is the time for you to dominate Jiuzhou with one sword.
Chu Jiangnan gently stroked the well Zhongyue, who had returned to black again, and tried to input his internal force into the blade.
Chu Jiangnan held the well Zhongyue in his hand, and felt that he seemed to be holding a ball of burning flames in his hand, his whole body was hard to bear, and his internal strength was being swallowed up by a black hole.
Just when Chu Jiangnan felt that he was about to be exhausted, a domineering mysterious force rushed back to his body, rushing left and right like a wild horse, completely out of control.
Seeing this, Shan Wan'er said anxiously: Jiangnan, how are you doing?
Chu Jiangnan was shocked. He accidentally awakened the mysterious power sleeping in the well moon's blade.
This knife was originally a mysterious stone outside the sky. Ou Yezi spent nearly ten years to build this knife.
When the sword was completed, the strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and thunder thunder rushed down, as if to prevent its birth. However, at the critical moment, Ou Yezi's daughter Ou Yejingyi couldn't bear to have her father's painstaking efforts for ten years, so she jumped into the casting furnace and cast the knife with the blood of her virginity. The knife was completed.
In Ou Yezi's hand, the knife swayed to shock the wind and rain, and the ghosts and gods were crying. The yellow man was extremely sharp and the person who blocked it was invincible.
The sword that Ou Yezier cast later had no choice but to compare with it, but he was sad about his daughter's death, so he abandoned the sword and sealed the sword instead, and turned to make a sword. Finally, he was famous as a famous sword-making master for generations.
Although this sword was eventually turned into the hands of many people, none of them had the opportunity to meet the Chu Jiangnan and had different types of electricity, so they could not induce the mysterious power contained in the sword body.
However, Chu Jiangnan could not fully utilize the power lurking in his body, but he rashly triggered the mysterious secret of this sword, resulting in the uncontrollable situation.
As the mysterious power flowed into Chu Jiangnan's body became more and more, and it quickly moved to the limbs, broadening his veins wildly and domineeringly. What's even more terrifying is that it actually pulled the vortex of power that originally rotated in Chu Jiangnan's body, forcibly reversed.
Chu Jiangnan Li felt pain and was in pain. Every part of his body was about to break inch and was in pain.
If he lets go, Chu Jiangnan may be destroyed by Bachi's power. At the very least, he will go into devils and become a useless person. At the worst, he will go directly to see God. Of course, the premise is that God is willing to see him, an atheist.
Shan Wan'er saw Chu Jiangnan's face pale and a serious expression. She had cold sweat covered her forehead, her whole body trembled, her eyes were full of pain and anxiety, and her heart was like a smug.
Because he did not know the truth, Shan Wan'er didn't know how to rescue her, so she did not dare to take action rashly, worried that she would backfire.
In just a few breaths, Chu Jiangnan's power had reached saturation. If he allowed to develop wildly like this, Chu Jiangnan would eventually end up with the death of life and death.
Just like a river bank that prevents floods, if there is heavy rain, there will always be a flood one day.
Everything was because of the Jing Zhongyue in Chu Jiangnan's hand. He didn't know how to guide the strength in his body and wanted to release the Jing Zhongyue, but his five fingers seemed to be tightly bonded to the hilt of the knife and could not be shaken away, as if they had turned into a part of his body.
Shan Wan'er reached out and grabbed Chu Jiangnan's arm regardless of everything, but a huge force of recoil came, shaking her far away.
Chu Jiangnan could not imagine, so he could only wave his sword and chop and slash. Although it was effective, the power released was far from the power input from the moon in the well.
In Lengcui Pavilion, sword energy was scattered, and the air was filled with turbulent flow caused by sword energy.
With the violent and mysterious power in Chu Jiangnan's body, coupled with the invincible sharpness of the well, countless cracks were broken in the four walls of the third floor of Lengcui Pavilion in an instant.
A large number of masters guarding the darkness were alarmed by the huge changes and surrounded them.
Chu Jiangnan's mind gradually became blurred. Before losing himself, he roared violently: Aunt, leave here quickly, the farther away, the better.
The four walls had already been torn open by the violent sword energy, and finally the entire roof was lifted away. After 9981 swords, most of Leng Cui Pavilion collapsed.
Chu Jiangnan ate what was in the bowl and looking at the pot, and was reluctant to take away all the weapons and weapons here, but in the end he gave up this tempting idea.
But then I thought again that no matter how exquisite the artifact is, it is only a small path, and it is really harmful to practicing the superior martial arts.
This is not what Chu Jiangnan said, it is what Lu Miaozi said.
The entire offering rack contains the most abundant swords. After all, the Dongming School is a single-school female group who mainly practices swords.
Sword is the holy product of ancient times. It is the supreme and noble, and all humans and gods are respected.
He is the ancestor of short-term soldiers and a weapon of close combat. With his profound Taoist art, he has entered the mysterious legend.
In fact, because of its lightness, vigor and quickness, all the kings, emperors, scholars, knights, merchants and common people all took pride in maintaining it.
Sword and art have always been on the battlefield since ancient times, dominating the martial arts world, establishing one's country, and practicing benevolence and righteousness. Therefore, it has been passed down to this day and is still loved by the world. It is also deeply rooted in people's hearts with its glorious history, which can last forever.
Chu Jiangnan's eyes swept over each weapon quickly, and finally stopped in an inconspicuous corner where a steel knife was quietly placed.
At the first glance, Chu Jiangnan didn't notice anything unusual, but after being stunned, his shadow appeared in his heart again, and he felt that it had an indescribable smell.
Chu Jiangnan was not disturbed by its ordinary appearance, and his heart told himself that the thing that had been calling him was this dark steel knife.
Chu Jiangnan strode forward and stood silently. Looking at the steel knife quietly lying on the horizontal frame, a strange feeling spread in his heart. If it weren't for knowing that the Eagle Sword was being guarded by Yingyuan at this time and was still in the Potala Palace, Chu Jiangnan probably thought that this knife was the thick-backed sword of the Great Hero Chuanying.
Seeing that Chu Jiangnan was attracted by the steel knife, Shan Wan'er walked to him with a smile. With a slender hand, the steel knife came into her hand.
Zheng!
The steel knife popped out half a foot from the black scabbard, and Shan Wan'er smiled and said: Jiangnan, look at the blade that is dull and slow, and it seems that it has been rusted for a long time.
Chu Jiangnan looked at the black iron steel knife in Shan Wan'er's hand without blinking. Although the blade body, handle and scabbard have no special patterns, and there are strange fleshy textures, they are organically integrated into a whole, revealing a faint simplicity and clumsiness, which makes people dare not underestimate it.
Seeing that Chu Jiangnan was holding a room full of magical weapons and weapons, but he liked the inconspicuous steel knife in his hand, a strange confusion flashed in Shan Wan'er's eyes.
It’s okay that Shan Wan'er knew the origin of this sword, but was it a coincidence or God’s will, or did Chu Jiangnan actually know the mystery of this sword?
Aunt, don't look at me like this.
Seeing Shan Wan'er's fascinating beautiful eyes staring at her, Chu Jiangnan suddenly chuckled embarrassedly and said: If you look at me like this, people will feel embarrassed.
He has long been used to the conversation between Chu Jiangnan not treating himself as his master but as the head of the Dongming Sect. Shan Wan'er glanced at him with a beautiful look and said with a smile: Does Jiangnan like this knife?
Putting away his cynical look, Chu Jiangnan suddenly said domineeringly: It’s not that I like this knife, but that this knife should belong to me.
The treasure sword is psychic and chooses the master to serve.
After the knife was sheathed, Shan Wan said softly: Can you know the origin of this knife in Jiangnan?
If you ask about the origin of Chu Jiangnan Desert Eagle, who often plays CS, of course he knows that it is Israel's military product, known as the king of pistols, the best among guns. Of course, the meat gun that Chu Jiangnan carries with him is definitely the overlord among guns.
Knowing what you know, knowing what you don’t know, Chu Jiangnan shook his head and said: Jiangnan doesn’t know.
This knife originally had no name, but it is said that it was rumored from the ancient times. Its steel is tough and its sharpness is slightly yellow. It has been passed down by Mr. Ling of "Daoba" and the owner of "Baiba Villa" by Xiao Xian for hundreds of years.When this knife finally fell into the hands of Kou Zhong, a master of swordsmanship, he had a nice name, called Jing Zhongyue. When Kou Zhong was young, he used this knife to roam the world. Later, Kou Zhong's martial arts skills were extraordinary and could be used as blades, so he did not use the knife.
Shan Wan'er told her beautiful voice: Shan Wanjing, the third leader of the Dongming Sect, had a very close relationship with Kou Zhong and his good brother Xu Ziling. Finally, after Kou Zhong retired from the world, he asked him for this knife, hoping to study its casting method. It was ashamed that hundreds of years have passed, but he has no clue at all.
After saying that, Shan Wan'er handed Jing Zhongyue to Chu Jiangnan. After buying the long sword, Chu Jiangnan felt a sank in his hand.
His heart turned at will, and his arm suddenly exerted force to avoid the embarrassment of Jing Zhongyue's loss of hand to the ground. Chu Jiangnan said in surprise: This knife is so heavy, at least a hundred pounds. Ordinary people can't even hold it, let alone use it to fight the enemy.
Shan Wan'er chuckled and said: Jing Zhongyue has met all the heroes in Kou Zhong's hands, killing countless evil people who are hated, with an extremely sharp edge. It can be said that when the slight cuts without any thread, the hardness and no change in cutting.
Chu Jiangnan knows the origin of Jing Zhongyue, and even Shan Wanjing and Kou Zhong, he knows clearly the relationship between Xu Ziling.
Shan Wan'er said lightly: For hundreds of years, no one in the Dongming Sect has seen through the method of forging this knife, and this knife is just a weapon.Since you believe that this knife is destined to be with you, my aunt will give it to you.
Aunt Xie fulfilled it.
Chu Jiangnan was playing with the moon in his hand, as if a child was getting his beloved toy.
After all, he is not a child, and Jing Zhongyue is not a toy.
The sword is the king of all soldiers. The sword is the dominant of all soldiers. The sword is like a tiger. The practitioner is brave and fierce, vigorous and powerful.
Suddenly, an endless stream of murderous aura came out from the moon in the well. When Kou Zhong and Li Shiming competed for the world, this knife had drunk much blood. The strong murderous intent contained in it did not weaken at all even after hundreds of years.
The surging murderous intention was like a beast that had left the gate. The slightly lit candle fire on the candlesticks around it suddenly darkened and immediately extinguished.
Perhaps it was left behind for too long, and now that a new master has arrived, Jing Zhongyue is also eager for the passionate world.
It is worthy of being a legendary magic weapon. Before the sword is sheathed, it is already shocking. If it is really used on the battlefield, it will definitely be a mountain of corpses, bones, blood flows into a river, killing without boundaries, and ghosts and gods are easy to avoid.
clang!
The treasure sword suddenly came out of the sheath, which was different from the crisp sound of Shan Wan'er when she drew the sword just now. At this moment, the moon in the well actually made a dragon roar, which was as if it was swallowing the sky and the earth.
The originally dull and dull blade arrived at Chu Jiangnan's skill and suddenly shot out a dazzling yellow mud. Shan Wan'er's eyes suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her beautiful eyes were full of intoxication. She believed that she would never forget this moment in her life.
The moon in the well in Chu Jiangnan's hand seemed to come alive, the nine roars and dragon roars were shaking, and all the weapons on the shelf in the house were trembling gently, making a buzzing resonance.
Good guy, you have been silent for too long, and the world has forgotten your existence for a long time. Now is the time for you to dominate Jiuzhou with one sword.
Chu Jiangnan gently stroked the well Zhongyue, who had returned to black again, and tried to input his internal force into the blade.
Chu Jiangnan held the well Zhongyue in his hand, and felt that he seemed to be holding a ball of burning flames in his hand, his whole body was hard to bear, and his internal strength was being swallowed up by a black hole.
Just when Chu Jiangnan felt that he was about to be exhausted, a domineering mysterious force rushed back to his body, rushing left and right like a wild horse, completely out of control.
Seeing this, Shan Wan'er said anxiously: Jiangnan, how are you doing?
Chu Jiangnan was shocked. He accidentally awakened the mysterious power sleeping in the well moon's blade.
This knife was originally a mysterious stone outside the sky. Ou Yezi spent nearly ten years to build this knife.
When the sword was completed, the strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and thunder thunder rushed down, as if to prevent its birth. However, at the critical moment, Ou Yezi's daughter Ou Yejingyi couldn't bear to have her father's painstaking efforts for ten years, so she jumped into the casting furnace and cast the knife with the blood of her virginity. The knife was completed.
In Ou Yezi's hand, the knife swayed to shock the wind and rain, and the ghosts and gods were crying. The yellow man was extremely sharp and the person who blocked it was invincible.
The sword that Ou Yezier cast later had no choice but to compare with it, but he was sad about his daughter's death, so he abandoned the sword and sealed the sword instead, and turned to make a sword. Finally, he was famous as a famous sword-making master for generations.
Although this sword was eventually turned into the hands of many people, none of them had the opportunity to meet the Chu Jiangnan and had different types of electricity, so they could not induce the mysterious power contained in the sword body.
However, Chu Jiangnan could not fully utilize the power lurking in his body, but he rashly triggered the mysterious secret of this sword, resulting in the uncontrollable situation.
As the mysterious power flowed into Chu Jiangnan's body became more and more, and it quickly moved to the limbs, broadening his veins wildly and domineeringly. What's even more terrifying is that it actually pulled the vortex of power that originally rotated in Chu Jiangnan's body, forcibly reversed.
Chu Jiangnan Li felt pain and was in pain. Every part of his body was about to break inch and was in pain.
If he lets go, Chu Jiangnan may be destroyed by Bachi's power. At the very least, he will go into devils and become a useless person. At the worst, he will go directly to see God. Of course, the premise is that God is willing to see him, an atheist.
Shan Wan'er saw Chu Jiangnan's face pale and a serious expression. She had cold sweat covered her forehead, her whole body trembled, her eyes were full of pain and anxiety, and her heart was like a smug.
Because he did not know the truth, Shan Wan'er didn't know how to rescue her, so she did not dare to take action rashly, worried that she would backfire.
In just a few breaths, Chu Jiangnan's power had reached saturation. If he allowed to develop wildly like this, Chu Jiangnan would eventually end up with the death of life and death.
Just like a river bank that prevents floods, if there is heavy rain, there will always be a flood one day.
Everything was because of the Jing Zhongyue in Chu Jiangnan's hand. He didn't know how to guide the strength in his body and wanted to release the Jing Zhongyue, but his five fingers seemed to be tightly bonded to the hilt of the knife and could not be shaken away, as if they had turned into a part of his body.
Shan Wan'er reached out and grabbed Chu Jiangnan's arm regardless of everything, but a huge force of recoil came, shaking her far away.
Chu Jiangnan could not imagine, so he could only wave his sword and chop and slash. Although it was effective, the power released was far from the power input from the moon in the well.
In Lengcui Pavilion, sword energy was scattered, and the air was filled with turbulent flow caused by sword energy.
With the violent and mysterious power in Chu Jiangnan's body, coupled with the invincible sharpness of the well, countless cracks were broken in the four walls of the third floor of Lengcui Pavilion in an instant.
A large number of masters guarding the darkness were alarmed by the huge changes and surrounded them.
Chu Jiangnan's mind gradually became blurred. Before losing himself, he roared violently: Aunt, leave here quickly, the farther away, the better.
The four walls had already been torn open by the violent sword energy, and finally the entire roof was lifted away. After 9981 swords, most of Leng Cui Pavilion collapsed.
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