Way of Choices

In the Zhou Garden, Wan Jian volleyed, helping Chen Changsheng cut the gold-winged Dapeng, and broke the black robe conspiracy because they wanted to leave the grassland where the sun would never set, and wanted to return to their homeland.

Chen Changsheng had made promises to these swords, so naturally he would not regret it, so even if he was not satisfied after returning to Kyoto, he still reported the matter of the sword pool to His Majesty the Pope as soon as possible.

This news has not been spread among the people temporarily, but after leaving the palace to inform the mainland, it is no longer a secret. In the early morning of this morning, Chen Changsheng's cross-border victory over Ju Xingjing's Zhou Ziheng even made many people wonder whether he had other adventures in the sword pool besides those famous swords. Otherwise, he only relied on Su Li's instructions. How can his swordsmanship progress so fast?

Chen Changsheng didn't care how much the news of Jianchi's birth would cause shocks on the mainland, and he didn't care how other people's vision would change to him, but he just thought it was a little troublesome.

A long list was sent to him the night before the palace. Many sectarian gates expressed their sincere gratitude to the palace and Chen Changsheng, and at the same time attached the relevant proof, requesting the palace to return the sabers of those ancestors. This list is very long, and the top of the list is undoubtedly the Maiden of the Maiden Peak, followed by many famous soldiers. According to the list, Chen Changsheng rearranged the swords in the sheath, and found that although the list is long, it is still a very small part of the number of famous swords in the sword pool. It can be seen that the continent once shocked the mainland. The powerful and sect of the world can still find inheritance in the world, and there are not many.

Looking at this matter from a historical perspective, you will undoubtedly feel the sadness hidden behind it, which is easy to make people feel impermanent, but for him and the National College of Education, this is certainly a good thing-follow him to leave Zhou Yuan In the famous swords, there are at least more than seven thousand more sectarian mountain gates that could not be found. In other words, he is now the master of these swords.

A crisp impact sounded, and an old sword with a little rust appeared on the floor of the library.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of crisp metal collision kept on sounding, but for a moment, the wide and wide library building was filled with all kinds of swords. The most important thing is that even the floor of the library building is slightly depressed, and it feels like it can't bear it.

Folded his sleeves, opened his eyes, looked over, and then could no longer close his eyes.

Under the dim light, a hill of piles of swords appeared in the library building.

He only wanted a sword in the sword pool, but Chen Changsheng moved the whole sword pool back.

Tang Thirty-six glanced at the Jianshan, Chen Changsheng, and finally looked at the Jianshan, with his mouth open, and he couldn't close it for a while.

He heard Chen Changsheng say about the discovery of Jianchi in Zhou Yuan and the joint battle with Wanjian, but when he really saw these swords, it was a completely different feeling.

Even the Tangshui family in Wenshui, a wealthy world, can't see such a picture.

He suddenly felt that although Chen Changsheng had lost a lot of gold, silver and treasure in Zhou Yuan, this business was still profitable.

Listening to the sound, Xuanyuan Po also came to the library building, carrying a dirty dishcloth in his hand.

With a snap, the dishcloth, which was larger than an ordinary apron, landed on the floor and splashed with water.

Chen Changsheng glanced and said, "I have said that many times, the dishcloths should be changed frequently."

Xuanyuan broke where he could hear what he was saying. The whole person was like a bear on a tree, howling and rushed towards the Jianshan.

Jianshan was not crushed by his thick body, because he suddenly remembered that this was Chen Changsheng’s thing, stopped at the last minute, looked back at Chen Changsheng, did not speak, his eyes were watery, and he looked extremely innocent Pitiful.

"Do you want it?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Xuanyuan nodded, because the speed was so fast, and his head was so big, that a light breeze was blowing in the library building at night.

Chen Changsheng said: "Pick yourself."

Xuanyuan broke into a happy cry, stretched out his hand and grabbed a hilt in Jianshan, then pulled it out.

The sound of metal friction echoed in the quiet library.

It was a dark iron sword with no sharp edges, it was extremely thick, and it looked more like an iron rod.

Xuanyuan was stunned, and found that the weight and feel of this iron sword matched his strength with great ease, and even gave birth to a feeling that this sword should be used for himself.

It must be said that there may be some indescribable mysterious connection, or fate, between swords and people, just like the invisible lines of fate in the starry sky that no one can ever see.

The sword that Xuanyuan broke out randomly was a black iron sword, which was as heavy as a mountain and as powerful as the sea, hence the name: Shanhaijian.

The once master of this epee was a strong man named Xi Ke. It is said that this strong man has the blood of Baidi Yishi. He never lost his life until he was defeated by Zhou Du in the garden. Finally died in the hands of an unknown person.

Chen Changsheng did not expect that Xuanyuan Po took the sword.

Shanhaijian is one of the most well-preserved swords in Jianchi Wanjian, second only to Zhaijian, and because Xixi has rumors of the blood of the White Emperor, after the palace confirmed that Xixi had no inheritance, he had already thought about it. Leave Shanhaijian to drop. But at this moment, looking at the smashing Xuanyuan, and thinking about the picture of such a beautiful and childish girl smashing with a big iron rod, it was so beautiful, so he didn't say anything.

Tang Thirty-six has something to say.

"This is a Shanhai sword. Although it is clear that the sword edge was cut off by Zhou Dufu's two broken knives, but even if he reappears, he will definitely be ranked in the hundred weapon list."

An old sword that is badly damaged, as long as it reappears, it will surely make it into the hundred weapon list?

Tang Thirty-six is ​​not an exaggeration. Know that if you rank the famous swords in history, no matter how you rank them, Shanhai Jian will definitely rank in the top ten.

Xuan Yuanbo felt a bit unpleasant, like a child carrying a toy and holding Shanhaijian tightly, staring at Tang 36 with vigilance, saying, "What do you want to say? No matter what you say, I will not be You swindlers deceived!"

Tang Thirty-six sneered and said, "Chen Changsheng is also a human being. Why are you not afraid of being deceived by him, but also willing to accept his sword?"

Xuanyuan broke through and didn't know how to answer. He suffocated for a long time and said: "He is my ancestor. How can he compare with ordinary people. The ancestor gave me something. Of course I dare to take it."

Tang Thirty-six sneered and said, "I never admit it. Now, in order to use the sword, I am willing to be a grandson. Whoever says you bears are honest and honest, I am in a hurry with him."

Xuanyuan broke where he could have spoken, and stopped talking angrily, only holding the Shanhaijian in his arms tighter.

"What do you want to say?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Tang Thirty-six said: "A baby, carrying a lot of treasures, walking between the streets, you said there will be problems."

Chen Changsheng looked at him along the line of sight. Xuanyuan's broken body was as thick as a hill, and the extremely heavy and huge mountain and sea sword did not appear abrupt in his arms.

But Tang Thirty-six is ​​right. In this sinister world, Xuanyuan is just a baby and a baby bear.

Now he is the Dean of the National College of Education and the heir designated by the Pope, so he knows that he is cherished with treasure. Apart from a few people, no one dares to blackmail him outside the rules.

Xuanyuan is not the case, neither the State Religion or the Baidi City, will not be spurred by an ordinary demon boy.

"If he is really a bear child, he is too lazy to care about his life and death, the problem is that this little guy has performed quite well recently." Tang Sanshi said: "I don't think so, this mountain and sea sword, I will replace it first. You keep it, when can you hit me, prove that you have the ability and qualification to hold the magic weapon, and I will return this sword to you."

When he said this, he looked at Xuanyuan, his expression was natural and his tone was casual.

Xuanyuan was almost deceived by breaking through, seeing the smile on Chen Changsheng's lips before waking up, and yelling angrily twice. Tang Thirty-six's point of careful thought was uncovered, not annoying. He stood up with a smile, and somehow came up with a paper fan, shaking it and saying, "I am telling the truth, you have to hold Shanhai Jian dangles outside every day, and sooner or later he will be knocked on by a black stick."

Xuanyuan broke his expression and changed, he knew that what Tang 36 was talking about was true, but where he was willing to give Shan Haijian to Tang 36 for safekeeping, it might as well be given to Chen Changsheng.

"I won't give you anyway, but I won't let others know."

Xuanyuan broke out of the library building holding Shanhaijian, and then returned in a short time. The Shanhaijian in his arms was gone.

"Where is it?" Chen Changsheng was really curious.

Xuan Yuanbo did not hide them, and said, "In the firewood of the stove."

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "It's really good, even if someone sees it, I'm afraid it will be a burning stick."

Tang Thirty-six is ​​not a child of ordinary people, after all, the Wenshui swords around him are not inferior to those famous swords in the sword pool. Interest, listening to the conversation between Xuan Yuan and Chen Changsheng, I suddenly thought of a very interesting possibility: "You said, in the future thousands of years, will anyone find the secret of this iron sword in the firewood pile of the National College of Education, Enlighten Kendo and become a peerless power in one fell swoop?"

Xuanyuan broke his mind that I have not yet become a peerless powerhouse, and after I return to the tribe in the future, will I still keep this sword in the State Education Academy?

Chen Changsheng thought that this was indeed very interesting, much like some stories in the book. The problem is that after thousands of years, these people have long been gone, how can I know the follow-up?

Tang Thirty-six thinks more and more that this is fun, and his eyes become very bright.

"One sword is not interesting enough, you have to hide a few more in the National College of Education, no, dozens or even hundreds of swords, a few stones in the lake, a few in the tree hole, and a few in the bottom of the lake. Bah, in the pillars in the library building, oh, yes, isn't there a big bird nest above the big banyan tree?... Gee, you said that the students from the National College of Education will be found in one place every few decades. A peerless sword, that picture..."

The more he said, the more excited he was, and the more helpless Chen Changsheng listened, thinking that the fish in the lake would be nothing. Where did the birds that lived on the tree offend you?

Tang Thirty-six said that he did so, he went to Jianshan, preparing to pick up some old swords that were too badly damaged, and hid in the Guojiao Academy.

He has even figured out that no one will tell the position of the hidden swords, not even Chen Changsheng, so that it will be interesting to find it later.

Just then, the sound of folding sleeves rang.

His voice was a little weak, and a little taunt.

"Isn't it about letting me pick a sword? How does it feel like this matter has nothing to do with me?"

The three talents of Chen Changsheng remembered that from beginning to end, they did not speak.

To be more precise, the three of them were very lively and had forgotten the Lord.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and Tang Sanshi rebuked with emotion.

"This kind of presence is really amazing. You are obviously the most brutal guy among us. Now it is so miserable, but..."

Chen Changsheng looked at Folded Sleeve's face and quickly stopped Tang 36 from continuing to play, carefully asking: "Which sword do you want."

Folded sleeves raised his arm and pointed to somewhere in Jianshan.

Because of the serious injury, his movements were difficult and slow, but he was firm.

The three of Chen Changsheng followed his fingers and looked slightly changed.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes."

"But... the origin of that sword...may cause some discussion in the future."

"Since Zhou Tong said that I am a demon spy, then of course I will use the devil's sword."

The sword that folded the sleeves was old and slightly damaged, but it was still filled with a profound magic and **** meaning.

It is the magic sword.

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(Such scenes and stories are the biggest motivation for me to write a diary, and I like to write these.)

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