"Found it!" Sanqing shouted loudly and raised his head, his round eyes shining brightly.
She showed the things she found from the pile of broken swords to Fu Zhu like a treasure, her tone full of pride, "Awesome! You hid it so deep and you didn't escape my eyes."
Fu Zhu raised an eyebrow and looked at it. Sanqing was holding a black dagger in his little hand.
The dagger was not rusty and was in perfect condition. It was not broken. The previous owner probably thought the sword was too short and was not easy to use, so he left it here.
But the length of the sword was quite suitable for Sanqing, who was not too tall. She held up the black dagger and danced in an unorganized manner.
It was quiet and windless, not even a leaf moved.
Sanqing looked at the sword in her hands in disbelief, "Why is there no sword energy?" Obviously when she saw others drawing swords, the sword energy could make the wind and trees around them ring.
If a more powerful swordsman were to create a sword, it would be easy to stir up trouble.
It must be the problem with this sword!
Sanqing immediately wanted to throw away the dagger, but then she thought about it. She wanted to ask the sword tower. There was no sword that could not be entered, so she put the dagger on her waist and felt depressed along the way.
The sound of waves lapping at the shore clearly reached Fu Zhu's ears. She raised her eyes and saw a towering stone tower standing on the misty sea. Only the tenth floor could be seen under the floating clouds.
On each floor of the tower, there are ancient copper bells hanging, which look very heavy. Even if the land breeze blows by, the bells will not move at all.
Tiny white flowers poured out from the clouds and covered the tower. What surprised Fu Zhu was that the slender and delicate white flowers fluttered in the wind, feeling relaxed and contented under the cold sword energy.
A plaque with the words "Questioning Sword Tower" engraved on it is hung on the third floor of the tower, and people have to look up to see it.
Fu Zhu looked at it for a long time, and did not notice the slight trembling of the sword at his waist, and then returned to calm.
Sanqing held her chin, finally unable to bear it anymore, "Isn't it just a broken plaque? If there is anything good to see, why don't you go to the sword tower?"
In her opinion, apart from the flowers on the plaque which were still acceptable, there was nothing good about the broken words.
Fu Zhu looked away with determination in her eyes, "Of course I want to go."
Just the three words on the plaque benefited her a lot. It seemed that the Questioning Sword Tower was more interesting than she imagined.
On the adjacent island, sword cultivators were everywhere, sitting cross-legged and meditating. Some looked up and read the words on the plaque, some were wiping their swords, and some were chatting with each other in a lively manner.
"Is it the ninth floor?"
"I just entered the ninth floor yesterday. So many people saw it. How can it be fake?"
"Didn't I take a nap for a while? Didn't you see it?"
"Everyone has entered the ninth level. As for me, I have broken the ninth sword." The speaker sighed, got up, and slightly cupped his hands towards the other party, "I won't go in with fellow Taoists these days. Let’s practice swordsmanship in the sword tower.”
Seeing that the sword was broken in his hand, the other party said considerately: "No hurry, no rush, you go to Yu's house to make a sword first and come back."
The man looked at the broken sword and shook his head helplessly. How can one be enough? To step into the sixth level, at least three swords are needed.
Fu Zhu looked at the people on the island calmly, and sure enough he found that the Yu family was also practicing swordsmanship here.
However, the people in Yu Fuguang probably didn't know that she was coming to Wenjian Pagoda for the time being. These Yu family members have not received the letter yet, and they are just concentrating on regulating their breath and meditating. After recovering their physical and mental strength, they can go to Wenjian Pagoda to practice swordsmanship.
Fu Zhu pulled Sanqing out of the way, and the man walked straight past without raising his head. He only walked out two or three feet away. Suddenly he realized that the aura on that man was very unfamiliar. He was a newcomer to Yufu Island. Of?
Just as the man was about to look back, his eyes reflected a large group of people, all of whom were of high cultivation, holding long swords and wearing Yu family clothes.
He is from the Yu family.
To be more precise, he is the eldest daughter of the Yu family, Yu Fuguang.
Luo Meier's eyes scanned the island, but she didn't find the person she was looking for. She frowned, "Are you sure they're here to ask the Sword Tower?"
"This is where Qian Yuhua's breath disappeared." Mo Chuan said calmly.
His eyes fell on the stone tower on the sea, which was deep and dark. That girl may have already entered the Sword-Questing Tower.
Luo Meier's expression changed, and she naturally thought of this possibility. Although there are many Yu family members in Wenjian Pagoda, there are countless small worlds inside that are constantly changing and it is really difficult to encounter them.
Luo Mei'er lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking about. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a golden elixir sword cultivator holding a broken sword, and raised her fingers at him.
The man stepped forward hesitantly.
Luo Mei'er raised a charming smile, "Don't be afraid, fellow Taoist, I just want to ask you a question."
"Have you ever seen a girl in white, a sword cultivator, and a little girl in black, entering the Sword Questioning Tower?"
She had to find out the girl's whereabouts before she could go back and recover.
The man thought for a moment and shook his head, "I didn't see it."
When Mo Chuan heard this, his eyes fell on the man with scrutiny, as if he was thinking about the truth or falsehood of his words.
Seeing Mo Chuan's attitude, Luo Meier knew that he didn't believe what the man said. In fact, she didn't believe it completely either, but the man was calm on his face and didn't seem to be lying.
Moreover, he had a broken sword in his hand. He should have gone to the Yu family to make the sword. If he asked the Yu family, it would be even less likely to offend the Yu family on such a trivial matter.
Could it be that they really went in the wrong direction? Luo Meier's expression became strange.
"Look, someone is on the ninth floor again!"
"It's strange, this person's spirit flower has never stayed on the first to eighth floors, how come he went to the ninth floor?"
Whenever someone steps into the Wenjian Tower, a white flower with its spiritual power will bloom on the tower. As the person goes to several floors, the spiritual flower will follow.
"This spiritual aura..." Everyone looked over, thinking that the speaker knew something. The man patted his forehead and finally choked out a few words, "It's so strange!"
The man raised his eyes and suddenly remembered a small thing. There was a person who made way for him, and his breath was extremely unfamiliar. However, he was thinking about the broken sword at that time and had no intention of paying attention to the surroundings, so he could not see the appearance of that person.
After thinking for a while, the man still told the matter. Luo Meier gritted her teeth, "It must be!"
Seeing the angry look on her face and the distorted look on her beautiful face, the man carefully hugged the broken sword and said goodbye. Naturally, he didn't know what happened next.
"The location of the spirit flower has changed!"
"Um?"
"Have we reached the tenth floor so soon?!"
"We have descended to the first floor..."
There was a burst of sighing. I thought a seventh person had reached the ninth floor, but I didn't expect it was just a false shot.
But this question has not happened to the sword tower for so many years. What happened today? Some people had already come to their senses and just thought something had gone wrong and continued to meditate. There are also people who are not interested in meditating and looking at the Wenjian Pagoda.
"Move, move!" an excited voice sounded, attracting a lot of attention.
"the third floor!"
Someone soon discovered what he was talking about, with doubts in their eyes, and shouted in a broken voice, "No... it's the sixth floor now!"
"It's still rising, it's the seventh level!"
"Nine...nineth floor!"
There was deathly silence all around. The spirit flower that was originally on the ninth floor fell back to the first floor, and then returned to the ninth floor at such a lightning speed!
