Time passed quietly. Ye Hong had been standing in front of the Sword Testing Stone for seven days. An ordinary person would either have his legs numb or faint from hunger, but Ye Hong seemed to be a stubborn stone with his soul out of his body. He had been motionless for seven days. .
"It's been seven days, why haven't you woke up from the realization yet? Nothing will happen, right?" Murong Jingxue stood up and observed Ye Hong, waved her hand in front of Ye Hong, and there was a look between her eyebrows. Somewhat worried.
"Your Highness the Saint!" Murong Jingxue, who was frowning and pondering whether to wake up Ye Hong in advance, was attracted by a familiar voice. She turned around and saw that it was Ouyang Yang who had crossed the stone bridge and arrived here.
"Little Sheep, it still takes you so long to cross the bridge! You might as well have asked your sister to take you across it earlier."
Ouyang Yang thanked him, "How dare you ask Her Majesty the Saint to lead you? It's not troublesome for me to cross the bridge. I just spent more time on the stone bridge to learn more about sword intent."
"The little sheep is sensible now! He is no longer a little follower behind his sister."
Ouyang Yang smiled awkwardly on the surface and nodded in agreement, but he complained in his heart and said the truth, "Who is this little follower? You, the little witch, didn't force me to follow you and be your little follower before. Do you think I am willing?" .
"Your Highness, what are you doing here? Aren't you looking for Sword Intent Grass? Why don't you enter the palace."
"It's not because I've been waiting for him that I haven't seen any movement for seven days." Murong Jingxue crossed her arms and pursed her lips to show she was a little angry.
Ouyang Yang thought that Murong Jingxue was waiting for him and wanted to feel safe with him. Unexpectedly, Murong Jingxue actually said that he was waiting for his entourage. It was hard to accept the difference in his heart, as if he was jealous and felt sour in his heart.
"Why did Your Highness the Saintess waste time for a follower? If you ask me, he must have been corroded by the sword intent in the ruins and turned into an empty shell. He is not far away from turning into a sword slave. I suggest that it is better to kill him now. , lest it be a problem for him to really become a sword slave." Ouyang Yang took a look at Ye Hong's situation and said.
She could still sense the fluctuations in Ye Hong's soul, and there was still no abnormality in the soul. She didn't believe that Ouyang Yang couldn't sense it. When she heard Ouyang Yang say such words, Murong Jingxue's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. Staring into Ouyang Yang's eyes, he said in a bad tone:
"It's not your turn to tell me whether to kill him or not! Do you really want him to die?"
Seeing Murong Jingxue's look, Ouyang Yang trembled all over and said hurriedly: "Your Highness the Saint, you misunderstood! I definitely didn't mean that! I just saw that his condition was not very good, so I mentioned it to Your Highness the Saint. My opinion is for the safety of Her Royal Highness the Saint."
Murong Jingxue snorted coldly, "Whether or not I kill my people is my business! You don't need to remind me, if he really becomes a sword slave, I will be the first to kill him without you telling me!"
Perhaps it was because Murong Jingxue and Ouyang Yang spoke so loudly that they disturbed Ye Hong, who was in the process of enlightenment, or perhaps because Ye Hong's talent was limited, and due to such luck, not long after Murong Jingxue finished speaking, Ye Hong Hong woke up from his epiphany.
"Awake? What's the gain?" Murong Jingxue asked immediately after noticing that Ye Hong had woken up from his epiphany.
"I've gained something, but it seems like I haven't. Hey! Maybe it's because my qualifications are too poor!" Ye Hong felt a little disappointed.
"If you have it, you have it! If you don't have it, you don't have it! You can't even explain it! You've wasted so many days and you didn't think you had gained much! It's useless!"
Murong Jingxue flicked her sleeves and entered the Sword Master's palace without looking back. Seeing this, Ye Hong felt a little embarrassed and followed him calmly.
When Ouyang Yang saw Murong Jingxue walking away angrily, Ye Hong looked dejected, and the little hostility he had towards Ye Hong just now disappeared.
"Why should I compare myself to a follower? It's completely unnecessary. How could Her Majesty the Saint have a crush on this boy? It's simply unfounded. It's just my own overthinking."
After Ouyang Yang finished talking to himself, he turned around and looked at the sword test stone, and found that there was nothing special about it. There were residues of sword intent on it, as if there was some insight on it. But after looking at it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, so I gave up on understanding it. It would be better to find other opportunities than to spend time here, so I also entered the palace.
In the palace, there are no magnificent decorations, no treasures and strange animals. The spacious hall is empty and cleaner than if it had been looted by bandits. Not only Ye Hong was stunned, Murong Jingxue also frowned deeply.
"This place is so clean that birds can fade away. Is there really Sword Intent Grass?"
"Little Sheep probably won't lie to me, and he doesn't have the courage, but where is this Sword Intent Grass?"
"Is there something fishy in this hall? Is there some secret mechanism?"
"looking around!"
The two of them immediately searched the hall and searched everywhere.
After investigating all places in the hall, the two finally discovered some clues. Except for the statues of swordsmen on both sides of the main hall, which are a bit strange, as if they were supposed to be holding something, but now they are empty. The most eye-catching thing is the sword-shaped throne in the middle of the main hall. On the back of the throne are engraved the words "Attack it, and you must inherit it." .
"Sister Jingxue, come here and take a look! There are words here!"
Hearing Ye Hong's shout, Murong Jingxue immediately ran over and was a little surprised when she saw the words above. The inheritance of the Sword Master was clearly there, which was too strange.
Although there was something fishy, it was the only clue. With the mentality of giving it a try, Murong Jingxue used her inner strength to slap the throne with her palm.
When the palm fell, the throne showed no reaction, which made the two of them puzzled.
"No response? Sister Jingxue, why don't you try attacking with your sword." Ye Hong suggested, thinking that this was the inheritance of the Sword Master after all.
Murong Jingxue also felt that what Ye Hong said might be reasonable, so she took out the frost sword and was about to strike at the throne. Seeing this, Ye Hong quickly stopped him and said:
"Sister Jingxue, wait a minute! Do you have any other swords? This frost sword is already cracked like this. It may break if you try it again. Let's change it."
Ye Hong really feels sorry for this frost sword. He also likes this sword very much. Whether it is the beauty or grade of the sword, he has experienced so much with him and it has helped him a lot. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to repair it. , I really don’t want a peerless sword to break into pieces and disappear like this, and the Frost Sparkling Sword will be missing from the world.
"What's so sad about a sword? If you don't have one, just buy another one!" Murong Jingxue said scornfully.
"This is different. Swords are easy to find, but good swords are hard to find. Such a peerless sword is even rarer. It would be a pity to destroy it. Sister Jingxue, can you listen to me? This sword can be used after it is repaired."
"You still want to repair this sword? It's cracked like this. There's no need for it! It's better to get a new one. Besides, this frost sword is from the Ice Palace. It will cause trouble. Don't you know? Come on! Wouldn’t it be better to destroy it?”
"I will definitely find a way to repair the frost sword."
Seeing that Ye Hong's eyes were so determined and determined not to let him destroy the Frost Sparkling Sword, Murong Jingxue felt a little angry and swung out the sword, placing it on Ye Hong's shoulder and across his neck.
At this time, Ye Hong's eyes were still filled with pleading, and he still refused to give up. After a few moments of silence, Murong Jingxue angrily dropped the Frost Sparkling Sword to the ground, and said angrily:
"Idiot! If Ice Palace comes to trouble you in the future, don't blame me for not warning you! Give me another sword!"
Ye Hong thanked Murong Jingxue with his hand, and immediately took out the best Xuan-level high-grade long sword from his storage bag and handed it to Murong Jingxue. The frost sword returned to his hand. Ye Hong took a look at it. There were many more cracks on the frost sword than before, just like meeting old friends again after a long separation.
Murong Jingxue received the long sword handed over by Ye Hong, injected her inner strength and struck the throne with one strike. The throne still had no reaction, but Murong Jingxue was shocked by the blowback and snorted.
Murong Jingxue, who was unhappy in her heart, once again held the long sword and poured all her inner strength into it. The long sword emitted a dazzling light, and when the sword fell, cracks appeared on the long sword. Murong Jingxue could no longer bear it. The internal force shattered in response.
"..."
"What kind of broken sword is so rubbish? Even my internal strength can't bear it! Get me another one!" Murong Jingxue threw away the hilt of the sword and reached out to Ye Hong.
"...Sister Jingxue, why don't I do it? Just leave this hard work to me!" Ye Hong had seen Murong Jingxue's destructive power. Ye Hong did not dare to give Murong Jingxue any more swords. No amount is enough for Murong Jingxue to make like this.
Apart from the earth-level mid-grade long sword Qingfeng that I often use, the best sword in my hand is the one I gave to Murong Jingxue just now. If I give it to Murong Jingxue again, I will really have no sword to use. Of course, this sword is I can't give it, so I can only take the initiative to ask for it myself.
"Then why don't you hurry up! You're so annoying!" Murong Jingxue scolded.
As soon as Ye Hong drew his sword and landed on the throne, Ouyang Yang also rushed to the hall. When he entered the hall, he saw Ye Hong's actions. Ouyang Yang quickly went up to stop him and said:
"Your Highness the Saint, it's wrong! It's wrong!"
"What's wrong? Little Sheep, tell me clearly! Didn't you say that Jianyi Grass is in the palace? Why is there nothing here!"
Ouyang Yang hurriedly explained: "I heard from my father that the Sword Intention Grass is in the palace, but you need to open the inheritance trial channel in the Sword Master Palace to get it. The inheritance trial channel is not opened in this way. This is how to defeat the throne. it's useless."
"Then why didn't you make it clear before! Didn't the words above say that you can get some inheritance by attacking the throne?" Murong Jingxue pointed at the words behind the throne and said angrily.
Ouyang Yang said with an embarrassed smile: "I can't remember so much at the moment! My father said that the words on the throne were carved on them by the first generation owner of Sword Making Villa, in order to confuse others, who is the real sword master? That’s not how inheritance starts.”
"..." Ye Hong was ashamed.
Murong Jingxue's expression suddenly turned bad. She had just attacked the throne like a fool, and she felt angry just thinking about being fooled.
Seeing that Murong Jingxue was displeased and had a bad look in his eyes, Ouyang Yang hurriedly acted and promised Murong Jingxue that he would immediately open the path to inherit the Sword Master.
I saw Ouyang Yang walking to the throne, pushing the throne hard, and rotating the throne 180 degrees. A sound of "Ka Ka Ka Ka~" sounded in the hall, and then a door appeared on the wall facing the throne. .
"This is the real door to the Juggernaut's Palace, but..."
Seeing Ouyang Yang's hesitant expression and not finishing his words, Murong Jingxue was extremely annoyed. She grabbed Ouyang Yang's ear and twisted it 180 degrees like the throne.
"But what? If you have something to say, just say it quickly! What I hate the most is people who only half-speak! Little sheep, don't you have a long memory?"
"Your Majesty, it hurts! Please be gentle. Let me tell you, only those recognized by Senior Sword Master can enter the real Sword Master Palace. Not everyone can enter..."
"What! You said the Sword Master is still alive!" Murong Jingxue and Ye Hong cried out in shock at the same time.
