Eye of Heaven.
The famous sword pavilion.
Wen Han stood in front of the Jiange Pavilion and looked at Murong Qiuxue standing aside with a puzzled face and asked, "Miss Tianyan, you pulled me out early in the morning just to come to the Jiange Pavilion? What did you do in the Jiange Pavilion?" "
"I can't find the sword I had before, so I want to come to the sword pavilion to get another sword!" Murong Qiuxue looked at the sword pavilion in front of her and said with a smile.
"Get a sword?" Wen Han couldn't help but question. He had seen Murong Qiuxue holding a cyan simple long sword in his hand yesterday. "Then what was it in your hand yesterday?"
Murong Qiuxue had a distressed look on her face: "That sword is not mine, it was lent to me by Xiao Chunqiu. He is a money man. He always wants me to find the sword quickly and return it to him. My ears are ready to hear this." It’s cocooned.”
Wen Han asked again, "Then you come to this famous sword@Sword Pavilion to get the sword. Does the Third Master know?"
There are dozens of large and small sword pavilions in Tianyan, and most of them are used to provide swords or store swords for the disciples. If you want to go in and get the sword, you only need to talk to the elders in the sword pavilion. But the sword pavilion in front of Wen Han at this moment is different. This sword pavilion requires the permission of the three-eyed master first before entering, because the swords enshrined here are all famous in the world.
Murong Qiuxue thought for a while and said, "Although I didn't tell the Three-Eyed Master, my father came to see me last night and I told him, and he agreed. I think it should be fine!"
Although Murong Qiuxue is the eldest lady of Tianyan, she has been pampered since she was a child and is loved by many elders in the sect, but it does not mean that she can go anywhere in Tianyan, because the rules of the sect have always treated everyone equally. However, Murong Qiuxue, the eldest lady Identity, it is said that everyone is treated equally, but in fact it is just a formality.
"You actually told the master, so why are you dragging your senior brother here? You can go in and get it yourself and no one will stop you." Wen Han said angrily.
Murong Qiuxue sighed, "The sword pavilion was originally looked after by Grandpa Tang, but my father said that Grandpa Tang wanted to change to a clean place to rest. Now the sword pavilion is looked after by Elder Luo Yun. It is said that he has always loved swords as much as his life. And you have a bad temper. Senior brother, you have been on good terms with Elder Luo since you were a child, so..."
Wen Han continued, "So you want to ask me for help? I don't see you asking me for other things, but now I think of your senior brother."
There was a hint of ridicule in Wen Han's tone.
Murong Qiuxue seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and hurriedly pushed Wen Han towards the sword pavilion, "Oh! Let's go quickly!"
Wen Han was half pushed into the sword pavilion.
The sword pavilion was extremely dark, with only a row of candles shining faintly, as if they were about to be extinguished. There was a very spacious aisle in the middle, and the swords enshrined like rankings were placed on the shelves on both sides of the aisle. , each handle shone with cold light, extremely cold.
Murong Qiuxue couldn't help but shuddered, "Why did this Jiange become like this?"
She didn't answer Wen Han, but a very deep voice came from inside, "Does the eldest lady have different opinions on me taking care of this sword pavilion?"
Murong Qiu Xue looked in the direction of the sound, "Qiu Xue naturally didn't dare. She just felt that the sword pavilion was a bit gloomy."
"How can we scare away those who covet the sword here without being spooky and terrifying?" The man snorted coldly, and then a man walked out of the darkness. It turned out to be a skinny old man.
"Elder Luo." Wen Han called softly.
Murong Qiuxue naturally knew that the old man was Elder Luo Yun, who loved swords as much as his life, so he respectfully called out: "Elder Luo."
Elder Luo Yun glanced at Murong Qiuxue, and then said, "You girl, you seem to have become stronger after two years of absence."
"Qiu Xue has been struggling in the world and gained new insights, so she has become much stronger than two years ago." Murong Qiu Xue replied respectfully.
Elder Luo Yun nodded, seemingly satisfied, but he suddenly raised his head, "Girl, why did you come to my place as soon as you came back?"
"Get the sword!" Murong Qiuxue replied simply.
Wen Han bowed his head and said, "Elder Luo, Junior Sister encountered a lot of trouble in the world this time. She accidentally lost her sword. You also know that if you don't have a sword in your hand, even if you become too strong, you will be in trouble." It’s useless, so I ask Elder Luo to agree.”
Elder Luo Yun chuckled, "Qiu Xue, you girl is quite clever, you actually found Wen Han to be your lobbyist. If I remember correctly, your last sword was also taken from this sword pavilion." , that old man Tang Ce was still in charge at that time."
Murong Qiuxue nodded, "The name of the sword is Winter Snow!"
"The wind of spring, the rain of summer, the sorrow of autumn, the snow of winter, and the sword of the four seasons of the Liu Family Sword Tomb are also somewhat famous in the world." Elder Luo Yun said quietly, and suddenly sighed, "It's just like this You lost a good sword, what a waste!"
When Elder Luo Yun said the last sentence, he obviously emphasized his voice and secretly scolded Murong Qiuxue for not knowing how to cherish a good sword.
Murong Qiuxue was not annoyed, but seemed to be acting coquettishly, "Oh! Elder Luo, don't say anything else, just let me take the sword!"
"Are you so impatient? Fetching a sword, I think you are the only one who dares to talk about fetching a sword!" Elder Luo Yun waved his hand, "Go ahead, take whatever sword you like."
Although Elder Luo Yun's words were a bit harsh, when Murong Qiuxue heard the word "go", she no longer hesitated and stepped forward and drew a sword.
"The famous sword Qingshuang was the sword of the sword fairy Baili Yunji a hundred years ago. Although it is not as good as the top ten famous swords today, it was still among the top nine famous swords back then. Not bad." Elder Luo Yun nodded in praise.
However, Murong Qiuxue walked to the left and pulled out another one.
"The famous sword Yuntu is the sword taught by the Confucian sage Si Qiguang thirty years ago. It is also a good sword." Luo Yun touched his beard and said, "Girl, have you learned the skill of two-handed swordsmanship?"
Murong Qiuxue did not answer, but just smiled, and then ran to the other side and pulled out four more swords in succession, namely: the famous sword Hongdie, the sword of Nanjue Luohua Princess Li Zhixun, the famous sword Yu Xiao , the sword of the Fengya Master Tang Chunshui, the famous sword Qingling, the sword of Yin Panshou, the former head of the Tianshan Sect, the famous sword Poxu, the sword of Lu Xiaosheng who was famous in the world.
These swords, if taken casually and thrown into the rivers and lakes, will definitely cause a bloody storm.
At this moment, Murong Qiuxue was holding six such swords in her arms. Wen Han couldn't help but be stunned. Elder Luo Yuan was even more stunned. He came back to his senses and asked hurriedly, "Girl, you want to take away the six swords?"
Murong Qiuxue came over with the six swords in her arms and said with a smile: "Elder Luo, you just said that I can take whichever sword I like. You can't go back on your word. Besides, I didn't say that I only took one." Sword."
Elder Luo Yun was so angry that his body trembled a little, "Well, you are a little girl. After two years of not seeing each other, you have learned bad things and become cunning."
Murong Qiuxue smiled, wondering if she could learn from following Xiao Chunqiu's cunning fox every day! "Elder Luo, Qiu Xue will leave first."
Elder Luo Yun looked heartbroken and waved his hands quickly, "Let's go, let's go! Don't let me see you."
Murong Qiuxue looked happy, dragging Wen Han and striding towards the outside of the sword pavilion.
Luo Yun endlessly shook his head, "I should really ask her how many swords she wants first!"
After leaving the sword pavilion, Wen Han looked at his junior sister with a strange look. Murong Qiuxue also looked at him, "Elder brother, didn't I just take six swords? Why are you looking at me like that!"
"Isn't it just six swords?" Wen Qing asked suspiciously, "Do you know that any one of these six swords thrown at you can make people fight with blood."
"I know!" Murong Qiuxue walked forward.
"Then what do you do with so many swords?" Wen Han asked.
"Sword practice!" Murong Qiuxue replied simply, word by word.
Sword training?
Wen Han suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but be shocked, "Xiao Chunqiu really taught you the art of sword control?"
