Yuan Shu secretly broke into a cold sweat in his heart.

How could it be possible? There is obviously no problem with the ceremony...

For a moment, Yuanshu froze on the spot and even forgot to answer the sword spirit's greetings.

"The older...the older??" Seeing such a delicate sword spirit, all the family members turned their attention to Yuanshu.

"You think this is Master Yuanshu's bad taste, right?"

"Actually, if it were me, it wouldn't be unacceptable." A man chuckled.

"Ahem, if that's Yue Lao, do you want a slap on the butt?" The tribesmen around him glanced at the man one after another, and hurriedly left the place as if they were avoiding the god of plague.

"Hey, don't go, I'm just kidding." The man was instantly frightened.

After Liang Ying saw the young sword spirit appear, she excitedly walked in the direction of the sword spirit with her wooden staff. She could no longer care about the noisy family disciples behind her.

"The older you get!" Liang Ying tremblingly stretched out her hands full of wrinkles and age spots.

The young sword spirit was stunned for a moment. She felt a familiar aura on the old man's body, and subconsciously she did not resist the old man's touch on her hand.

"Are you Liang Ying?" the young sword spirit asked blankly.

"Yes, it's me." Tears of joy fell from the corners of Liang Ying's eyes.

"But why are you... like this?" The young sword spirit gently touched the wrinkles on her face and asked doubtfully.

Liang Ying sobbed a few times, and Li Yu quickly stepped forward and handed over the handkerchief.

"Thanks……"

After Liang Ying calmed down, she said, "More than three hundred years have passed since the last battle on the mythical battlefield."

"What?!" The girl's sword spirit's expression changed and she sensed herself. She found that what Liang Ying said was actually true!

She thought she would only sleep for a few years at most, but she didn't expect hundreds of years to pass by like this.

"After that war..." Liang Ying calmed down and began to tell the history behind the war.

Yuanshu, who was standing aside, secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the two talking so naturally.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong. If something went wrong, he could not imagine the consequences.

While the two were still chatting, Yuan Shu quietly used his talent to read the information about Yue Wang Sword and Sword Spirit.

However, because the information was too huge, he stood there and stared for several minutes before he could see some of the question mark information.

[Name]: Yue Wang Sword Sword Spirit

[Attribute]: gold, spirit

[Level]: Qiling Level 1

【Racial Level】:???

[Physique]: Kingly Way (Level 3), Lie on the firewood and taste courage (Level 4)

…

[Remarks]: Thousand-Year Sword.

When Yuan Shu saw the two special physiques on Yue Lao's body, his eyes widened immediately, and even Li Yu didn't notice the strange look he was looking at him.

"That's outrageous!

"Yuan Shu couldn't help shouting in his heart.

He didn't even see any skills, but these two special physiques alone were enough to make him stare.

The third-level special physical constitution can greatly enhance the power of sword strikes according to the willpower of the sword owner and pet beast.

This special physique is at the same level as the Power of Destruction, and both can strengthen the pet beast's attacks.

But the only difference is that the amplitude and strength of the power of destruction is fixed, while the amplitude and strength of Wangdao is judged based on the strength of will. The upper limit is very high and the lower limit is also very low.

If the Yue Wang Sword is given to a strong man with a strong will, it can exert unimaginable power.

But if it is used by cowardly people, then the effect that Wangdao can exert is almost non-existent.

The fourth level of special physique is even more outrageous. As long as the Yue Wang Sword can continue to experience suffering and the erosion of time, its racial level will automatically improve!

In other words, the longer the Yue Wangjian lives, the stronger it will be!

Yuan Shu even guessed that if the Yue King Sword could survive for tens of thousands of years, it might break through to the divine source level!

"It's so scary..." Yuan Shu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

While Yuanshu was still carefully snooping on Sword Spirit's information, Sword Spirit and Liang Ying suddenly stopped chatting.

The girl raised her eyebrows and asked Genshu, whose expression was constantly changing next to her: "Hey, human, what are you looking at?"

Being forcibly awakened from his thinking state by others, Yuanshu raised his head and saw the girl Sword Spirit and others staring at him.

"..." An awkward yet polite smile appeared on Yuan Shu's face.

Seeing Yuanshu being so silly, Li Yu quickly came out to rescue him and said: "The older you are, the more senior you are, he is the trainer who will help you awaken your spirit again, Yuanshu."

"Oh..." The young sword spirit girl showed a stunned expression, raised her petite body with the Yue Wang sword rest, and patted Yuan Shu on the shoulder carelessly, "Young Yuan Shu, thank you very much."

Yuan Shu quickly apologized: "Sorry, just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl sword spirit waved her hand indifferently, "Human, no need to explain, I have seen many weird breeders like you."

Hearing this, Yuan Shu and Li Yu looked at each other and both showed awkward smiles.

As a breeder, being called weird is no longer a matter of a day or two, and both of them can understand it.

"Haha..." Liang Ying smiled and said, "Ye Lao, this is my great-granddaughter Li Yu."

"The older you are, hello..." The girl who had always been carefree could not help but show a bit of panic when facing the sword spirit that had lived for thousands of years in front of her.

"Li Yue's great-granddaughter?" The young sword spirit muttered, "That's not right, why doesn't she have mixed blood?"

After saying that, the girl sword spirit looked at Liang Ying strangely.

"Ahem..." Even at Liang Ying's age, he was still dumbfounded by the girl Sword Spirit's eyes, "Have you forgotten? The child that Brother Yue and I adopted."

"Oh! I didn't expect that little brat back then to have so many descendants." The young sword spirit said in wonder.

"Ahem..."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Liang Ying coughed slightly uncomfortably, and was helped by Li Yu to sit on the bone platform next to her.

"Yue Lao, do you know where Li Yue went after that battle?" Liang Ying asked expectantly, wielding his wooden stick.

She has been waiting for this question for more than three hundred years. If she hadn't still had some rationality and knew that the sword spirit had just awakened and had not fully recovered, she would have grabbed the sword spirit and asked it directly.

"Li Yue..." The young sword spirit sat next to the old man and fell into memories. It seemed that he had been sleeping for too long, and the sword spirit could not react for a while.

Seeing that the sword spirit was about to speak, Yuan Shu and Li Yu hurried forward.

"I remember that he was finally sucked into the sea of ​​subconsciousness by the undead king's skills. If you want to find him, you have to go there and take a look."
Chapter completed!