Chapter Seven: Broken Knife Thirteen!

Style: Fantasy Author: An YuechenWords: 2299Update Time: 24/01/11 18:38:26
Shu realm.

Also known as the Kingdom of Shu.

With "Yijing", the capital of the Shu Kingdom, as the center, there are four major immortal sects located in the east, west, south and north respectively.

On the west side, there is Tiandao Pavilion, one of the four major immortal sects.

Different from the other three sects, although Tiandao Pavilion is a sect, it is composed of multiple families such as the Tang family, the Bai family, and the Li family.

Among them, the three major families of Tang Bai and Li took turns sitting in the main hall of the Tiandao Pavilion based on the results of the competition between young disciples over the years.

This year is the third year that Li Jialian has sat in the main hall.

The young master of the Li family, Li Qingfeng, had perfected Qi Condensation at the age of eighteen, and had established the third level of foundation at the age of twenty-one.

He is the most outstanding talent among the younger generation of Tiandao Pavilion.

With him here, no one can shake the current position of the main hall of the Li family.

At this time, Song Hao, led by Tang Lin, had arrived at the Tangjiabao of Tiandao Pavilion.

Based on the overview of Tiandao Pavilion that Tang Lin told him along the way, Song Hao already had a new understanding of Tiandao Pavilion.

Raising his head and looking at the majestic Tangjia Fort connected with the mountains, Song Hao took a simple deep breath.

"The atmosphere here is the same as that of Jianmen." Song Hao thought in his heart. The similarities and differences among the practicing sects made him feel unprecedentedly comfortable.

Tang Lin told him that all disciples who enter the Heavenly Sword Pavilion must go to the weapons room to choose a weapon of their own.

Only when you have a connection with the sword can you truly enter the sword pavilion.

If you don't have a destiny with the sword, even if you become a true disciple of the Tiandao Pavilion, you will not be able to practice the most advanced sword skills of the Tiandao Pavilion.

So, under Tang Lin's guidance, Song Hao came to the weapons room of Tangjiabao alone.

Here, the person guarding the weapons room is a thin old man named Tang Datie.

Seeing Tang Datie, Song Hao stepped forward respectfully and said, "Junior Song Hao, I have met the elder."

"Who are you?" Tang Datie narrowed his eyes and looked up and down when he caught a glimpse of Song Hao.

Song Hao smiled, took out the "Tian Yuan Dan" given to him by Tang Lin from his arms and handed it to Tang Tie.

Looking at the elixir in his hand, Tang Datie was startled, "Is this Tianyuan Dan?!"

"Yes, I would like to ask the elders to accept this junior's thoughts." After saying that, Song Hao took half a step back.

Then he bowed and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Tang Lin asked this junior to come here to pick a weapon before entering the Sword Pavilion. Please forgive me for disturbing the elder."

"Oh? Haha. Don't bother me, don't bother me! You young man is very good at making trouble, I like it!" Tang Datie beamed, carefully put the Tianyuan Pill away, and opened the door of the weapons room behind him.

Song Hao thanked him and walked into the weapons room.

Tang Datie reminded: "Those little guys in the 'D'-shaped room on the second floor are more psychic. If you want to practice your sword skills, I recommend you to check them out."

Hearing this, Song Hao raised a smile, quickened his pace, and walked to the second floor of the weapons room.

The weapons room in Tiandao Pavilion is really big!

Not to mention the first floor, there is a T-shaped room on the second floor with a radius of nearly a thousand feet.

Moreover, all kinds of weapons are neatly arranged, and almost every one of them exudes a delicate luster.

"The elders of this weapons room are quite conscientious, and the elixirs are not in vain." After a quick glance, Song Hao nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the jade pendant flashed white light.

Jiang Wei appeared and said, "I didn't expect that you could play with the ways of the world so clearly at such a young age."

"That's natural!" Song Hao was not modest either.

Seeing this, Jiang Wei curled her lips helplessly and said, "That's right. I just spent a third-grade Tianyuan Pill. I don't know if it will be a loss or not."

"What?! Third grade?!" Hearing Jiang Wei say this, Song Hao looked shocked.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Song Hao regretted.

A third-grade elixir is a treasure comparable to a third-grade spiritual weapon!

It’s worth a thousand taels of spirit stones!

Jiang Wei spread her hands and said, "You didn't even ask."

Song Hao was annoyed, but he really didn't ask.

Sighing, Song Hao slumped on the ground and scanned the various weapons in the T-shaped room again, without the previous joy.

However, just when he sighed.

The "Ten Thousand Realms Star Jue" in the air sea suddenly trembled, and then, the star pattern faintly appeared between Song Hao's eyebrows, and then a ray of light flashed out from it and flew out.

Seeing this, Song Hao was stunned.

Jiang Wei reminded: "Follow me yet!"

The light spot passed through several beautifully crafted weapons and came to the deep corner of the T-shaped room.

Beside the corner, leaning on a black single-edged straight knife, it may have been placed for too long, and the blade was covered with dust and unremarkable.

If it weren't for that ray of light, ordinary people wouldn't be able to notice the existence of this knife.

Moreover, when he looked more carefully, Song Hao discovered that this single-edged straight knife was not complete. One-third of the blade was missing and it was a broken knife.

"Broken knife." Song Hao was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

He held the hilt of the knife, wanting to see what was so strange about this broken knife that could resonate with the "Ten Thousand Realms Star Art".

But take a closer look for a moment.

It's no different than rags.

Song Hao had a dark look on his face.

Perhaps, even if someone saw this broken sword in the T-shaped room filled with spiritual weapons and magic knives, they would not take it away.

It's no wonder that the blade is covered in dust.

However, at this moment, Song Hao suddenly saw himself on the broken sword.

A third of the blade was missing and was discarded in a corner as scrap. It's exactly the same as his sword heart being damaged and being expelled from the sword gate!

Perhaps because of his empathy, Song Hao suddenly developed a great liking for this broken knife.

He blew the dust off the blade and wiped it with his sleeve. You can vaguely see two small characters in seal script connected to the handle of the knife.

"Ten...Thirteen?" Song Hao read out the two small characters in seal script.

Suddenly, the broken knife trembled as if in reaction.

Song Hao was stunned and looked up at Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei frowned, "Look at what this girl is doing, look at it!"

Hearing the sound, Song Hao shifted his gaze and looked at the broken knife in his hand again.

At this time, the broken knife trembled again.

Seeing this, Song Hao let go.

The broken knife suddenly slipped from his palm.

Just when it was about to land, Song Hao tried to call again: "Thirteen."

"Zheng——"

As if he heard the command, the broken knife that slipped suddenly made a sound of wind.

Then it flew into the sky, circled around Song Hao's head, and settled in front of Song Hao.

"I didn't expect you to be a spiritual treasure!"

Song Hao was extremely surprised, "Thirteen! You will be my sword from now on..."

"No, it's not a sword, it's my sword!" When he mentioned the word "sword", Song Hao paused, changed the subject, and spoke again with a firm tone.

Holding the handle of the knife, Song Hao walked out of the weapons room.

At this time, outside the weapons room, Tang Datie carefully studied the Tianyuan Pill that Song Hao had just given him.

Seeing Song Hao come out, he immediately put the Tianyuan Pill away again for fear that he would regret it.

Then he smiled awkwardly and said, "Young man, come out!"

"Yeah!" Song Hao responded.

He glanced at the broken knife in his hand and bid farewell to Tang Tietie with satisfaction.

Tang Tietie nodded in response.

Looking at Song Hao's leaving figure, suddenly, a hint of depth appeared on Tang Datie's innocently smiling face.

I saw him caressing his long beard and saying: "After decades, I didn't expect that this sword would see the light of day again."