Jiang Xun turned his head and looked at this man, was silent for a long time, and decided to say, "I recognize it."
This is not a secret. Few people in the younger generation know it, but many old guys in Dizhou can know it with a little check.
In other words, the origin of the Heavenly Sword can't be hidden at all, so it's better to say it generously.
"This sword is called Yan Ku. It used to be the sword of an ancestor of my Dongli Sword School."
When he said this, Jiang Xun deliberately raised the volume a little.
Immediately, many people nearby heard it clearly and spread to all corners in a very short time.
"What? This heavenly sword is actually a thing from the ancestors. Is it true or not?
"According to what I know about Dongli Jianzi, he never tells lies. Nine times out of ten, it's true."
"Jianzi practices pure Yang kendo, always acts in a straightforward style, and never does intrig. The origin of the wild goose withered sword must be like this.
"How can the sword of the ancestors of Dongli Sword School be located here?"
The pride of the heavens exclaimed and began to discuss fiercely.
Chen Qingyuan and others in the distance also heard it.
"The wild goose withers..."
I don't know why Chen Qingyuan has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
A sense of sadness surged into my heart and was silent.
Song Ningyan found Chen Qingyuan's abnormal state and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you all right?"
"It's okay." Chen Qingyuan's thoughts were pulled back to reality. He shook his head gently. His deep eyes had been staring at Tianjian, and his voice was low: "I seem to have seen this sword somewhere. I don't know where to start."
"Maybe, Master Chen has a trace of fate with this sword."
Daochen Buddha put his hands together and whispered.
Is it fate?
Maybe!
Chen Qingyuan can't explain the specific reason.
It is estimated that it will not be able to solve these mysteries until one day in the future.
In the cloud, Jiang Xun showed the swordsmanship of the Dongli Sword School and attacked the Tianjian. He wanted to awaken the wisdom of the Heavenly Sword in this way and take it out of the ancient secret place.
After exerting many means, Jiang Xun failed.
"Why is it like this?"
Jiang Xun felt very uncomfortable. He thought that the wild goose withered sword appeared, and he had a chance to take it away. Who knew that the reality was so cruel? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the wild goose and withered sword.
If you can't communicate with the sword spirit of the wild goose withered sword, you can't change its sword body back to its original appearance, let alone take it away.
"What should I do?"
Jiang Xun stood high and fell into deep thought.
Many heavenly prides gathered here and witnessed the appearance of the wild goose withered sword, which was greatly shocked.
Unfortunately, the power of this sword is too strong. Even if they have the idea of owning it, they don't have that ability.
"Let's go and have a look."
Chen Qingyuan wanted to take a close look at the wild goose withered sword.
Song Ningyan and Daochen Buddha followed closely.
When their party came to the position of the sword boundary of the wild goose withered sword, an abnormal situation soon occurred.
The boundary is loose!
In an stup of ant, all the people were excited.
"Has the wild goose withered sword only now sensed the fluctuation of the law of Dongli Taoism?"
Jiang Xun was stunned for a moment and gave himself a more reluctant explanation.
What a coincidence!
Chen Qingyuan found that the boundary was dissipating and thought to himself.
There are hundreds of proud feet standing in the boundary just now, and there has been no change in the boundary of the sword.
However, when Chen Qingyuan and others approached, there was a change.
Is this really a coincidence?
The Taochen Buddha seemed to notice an unusual trace. He turned his head and looked at Chen Qingyuan. His eyes were complex and contained some doubt.
When he was in Dongtu Buddhism, Chen Qingyuan showed an extraordinary side. He just stood outside the Buddha tripod to help the Buddha completely erase the demon.
Only the senior officials of Buddhism know about that matter, and it should not be passed on.
Even Chen Qingyuan, who is the party concerned, does not know the specific process of suppressing the demon in the Buddha's tripod.
"Some people are born extraordinary, and their causes and effects are far-reaching."
The Taoist Buddha said in his heart.
The time of a cup of tea, the boundary is completely broken.
Jiang Xun couldn't help it and rushed to the wild goose sword first.
The rest of the people saw that there was no danger and went there one after another.
It's frightening to really look at every inch of the wild goose withered sword at close range.
At this moment, the wild goose withered sword put away its powerful sword power, like a dead mountain.
"What did the ancestors experience in those years?"
Jiang Xun stretched out his trembling hand and stroked a gap in the blade, which was stained with a few indelible blood marks.
Just by the degree of fragmentation of the wild goose withered sword, Jiang Xun can guess that his ancestors must have gone through an unimaginable war 300,000 years ago.
"The intelligence of this sword should have been damaged."
Everyone speculated.
According to common sense, if the sword body is seriously damaged, it is difficult for the intelligence to be intact.
"It should be very uncomfortable!"
Chen Qingyuan subconsciously stroked the wild goose withered sword and sighed.
Many people secretly use metaphysics to see if they can communicate with the wisdom of the wild goose withered sword and control it.
Chen Qingyuan had a panoramic view of the small movements of these people and did not stop them.
"Let's go!"
Looking deeply at the wild goose withered sword, Chen Qingyuan put forward his intention.
"Where to go?"
Song Ningyan frowned and said suspiciously.
"Look around. You can't stay where you are all the time!"
Chen Qingyuan doesn't want to stay here anymore. He feels depressed.
Daochen Buddha and Song Ningyan did not refute Chen Qingyuan's proposal.
So, the three of them turned their backs to the crowd and walked towards the distance.
When Chen Qingyuan and others left this area, a breeze suddenly blew from the direction of the wild goose withered sword to the position where Chen Qingyuan was, and rolled up the corners of his clothes. There was no chill, but a little soft.
The sword fell into the world just to give you a ride.
All kinds of things in the past have been scattered with the wind.
"The boundary has appeared again."
The Taochen Buddha looked back at the wild goose withered sword thousands of miles away, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The sword boundary was condensed again, expelling all the nearby heroes.
One is a coincidence, two are accidents, so what about three?
"It's strange."
Song Ningyan found the reshaping of the boundary. She didn't think deeply about it, but felt strange.
"Amitabha."
It should be a pure Buddha's heart, so that the Taochen Buddha could not detect the traces that the world could not catch, and turned to the direction of the wild goose and withered sword and folded his hands together.
Turning around and rushing to the road, Daochen Buddha's eyes kept staring at Chen Qingyuan, thinking deeply.
You have gone, and there is no need to cover up the edge.
The wild goose sword is inserted in this territory, and many heavenly prides around can only be seen from afar and cannot be touched.
Even if it is Dong Li Jianzi Jiangxun, it is the same.
Leaving the place of the wild goose withered sword, Chen Qingyuan's mood gradually improved and returned to the past, often teasing Song Ningyan.
After more than ten days, Chen Qingyuan was surprised to learn the news.
"Wu Junyan won a battle with the thirteen people of Dizhou Tianjiao with the power of one person!"