"I heard that there is a famous Sword Frost Soul in Lord Yanchun's house?" Jin Yao saw that Lord Yanchun was not on the right track and actually changed the subject without intending to give him any benefit, so he spoke up himself.
Yan Chunjun twitched the corner of his mouth, "What is supposed to come will still come, but it is different if I take the initiative and you take the initiative."
"I don't know where Bian Shu knew it, but Wu Zhong himself didn't know it!" Yan Chunjun refused to admit that the famous sword Shuanghun was in his hands.
"Lingxu told me!" Jin Yao raised Lingxu on his waist, but this was all nonsense. Lingxu only resonated with famous swords. He knew that there was a famous sword in Yanchunjun's house, but which one it was.
Not sure.
However, this did not prevent Jin Yao from analyzing who the masters of the famous swords of the Qin Dynasty were, and then roughly guessed that it should be one of the famous swords Shuanghun and Zhanlu that Empress Xuanji only mentioned but never revealed.
Combining the two, Zhan Lu is too famous, and it is the Sword of Humanity, so it is obviously unlikely to appear in the Yan Kingdom.
Therefore, after calculation, Frost Soul must be a sword with cold attributes. Considering the unique geographical location of Yan State, it can only be forged in Yan State.
Yan Chunjun looked at Lingxu in Jin Yao's hand speechlessly. He felt a little depressed for a moment, and he was careless. He forgot that the famous swords have spirits and can sense each other. If he had known it, he would have hidden it well.
"Go get the Frost Soul!" Lord Yan Chun still sent someone to fetch the famous sword Frost Soul stored in the treasure house.
Jin Yao smiled, it was not in vain!
The Swordsman God is also very happy. It really means that if you want a famous sword, you can have a famous sword!
"You practice the Lieyang Way. This Frost Soul is a famous cold-attributed sword. I accept it!" The ice-white haired swordsman among the two swordsmen of the God Slayer said with a smile as he looked at the red-haired swordsman on the other side.
The red-haired God Killer rolled his eyes, why did he want to practice the attribute of blazing sun and fire!
Soon, Yan Chunjun's sword attendant walked back into the hall holding a sword box wrapped in brocade clothing.
"Da da da~" Ling Xu vibrated in the scabbard, obviously sensing the same kind of joy.
"The famous sword has spirit!" Lord Yan Chun glanced at Ling Xu in Jin Yao's hand, and then continued, "The frost soul has been in my house for a while, but unfortunately no one can make it recognize its owner. If someone from the Mo family can,
It’s a good story to have him recognize his master!”
Jin Yao also understood what Yan Chunjun meant, he was reluctant to part with it. After all, it was a famous sword, and he wouldn't be willing to part with it.
After Yan Chunjun said this, he asked the sword attendant to open the sword box.
Everyone stood up and stared at the sword box in the sword attendant's hand, trying to get a clear look at Frost Soul.
The sword box slowly opened. Due to Ling Xu's stimulation, Frost Soul also shook, and then wisps of cold air spewed out from the sword box.
It wasn't until the sword box was completely opened and the cold fog dissipated that the frost soul revealed its appearance in the sword box.
The whole body is a deep blue, constantly filled with cold air. The sword body is almost translucent. Under the firelight, there seems to be a flowing soul shadow swimming on the sword body. The hilt is also emerald orchid, and the sword's hilt ripples like ocean waves.
"This sword was originally the sword of Qin Kai, the general of the Yan Kingdom. General Qin Kai also got it at the Guzhu Sea. The sword body and hilt are completely made of nature. Because the sword body is like a sword spirit surging, it is named Frost Soul!" Yan Chunjun!
Explains the origin of Frost Soul.
"What are you waiting for?" Jin Yao looked directly at the ice-white haired swordsman and said.
Bingbai Shensha couldn't bear it any longer. After getting permission from Jin Yao and Yan Chunjun, his figure flashed and came directly to the sword attendant. He stretched out his hands with excitement and piety, and cautiously reached in.
In the sword box.
"Qiang~" With a crisp sword chant, Frost Soul was taken out of the sword box by the Bingbai God Killer.
However, Frost Soul didn't seem to recognize Bingbai God Kill, and wanted to forcefully break away from the hand holding him.
How could Bingbai Shensha pass up the opportunity to obtain a famous sword? He firmly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, urging all his cultivation to press on the sword, trying to force Frost Soul to recognize its master.
Jin Yao and others also looked nervously at the Ice White God Killer who was being led around by Frost Soul. It was like taming a horse. Only by truly making the famous sword surrender can it be possible to control it.
Yan Chunjun and all the guards also secretly thought in their hearts, they must not succeed, they must not succeed, you are a famous sword, if you want
Have your own temper and never give in.
Jin Yao and others were silently thinking that they must succeed, otherwise it would be in vain. They must succeed, isn't it a famous sword, Bingbai, you have seen many of them!
"Qiang~" There was another rapid sword chant, and a cold air suddenly shot out from the sword. The cold air was also mixed with a sword light, which instantly knocked the Ice Blue God away.
"Huh?" Jin Yao was stunned, his eyes narrowed, and he carefully watched the uncontrolled movement of his penis directly onto the bluestone of the main hall, and fell into deep thought.
"I'm sorry!" Bingbai Shensha said apologetically as he retreated to Jin Yao's side.
But Jin Yao didn't answer and was still distracted.
The red-haired God Killer glanced at the Bingbai God Killer, only to find that his tiger's mouth had been injured by the shock, and there was a sharp sword mark on his palm. If Bingbai hadn't let go just now, I'm afraid the entire palm would have been cut in two by Frost Soul.
Half.
"It seems that Frost Soul still likes to stay in our country of Yan!" Lord Yan Chun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Bingbai Shensha couldn't get Frost Soul and said with a smile.
However, before Yan Chunjun stopped laughing, a pair of slender long legs walked up to Shuanghun, and his jade fingers directly clasped on the hilt of the sword.
"Yuki-onna is not allowed!" Ice White God saw Yuki-onna coming forward and hurriedly stopped him. There was something weird about this sword. He hadn't figured out what was weird yet, so he was still thinking about his words, but he saw Yuki-onna had already walked up.
However, the jade hand held the hilt of the sword, and with another soft moan, Youlan's long sword was slowly pulled out from the bluestone. The misty cold air instantly enveloped the snow girl, making her look like a princess in the snow.
.
"Uh... pretend I didn't say it!" Bingbai Shensha shut up. This was obviously a sign that the famous sword recognized its master.
"Uh..." Yan Chunjun's smile froze on his face. After all, I've raised you for so long, so why don't you give me some face? At least wait until I finish laughing!
"It seems that Shuanghun has recognized her master!" Concubine Yan directly confirmed the facts and did not give Yan Chunjun a chance to change his words and repent.
"Not sure yet!" Yan Chunjun said stubbornly, hoping that the snow girl would fail the test of the famous sword, and then the frost soul would still stay in their country of Yan.
"What happened?" Jin Yao just came back to his senses at this time and saw a beautiful white-haired girl shrouded in the frost and fog.
"We don't understand either. It seems that the famous sword recognized its master, and she suddenly walked up and couldn't stop her!" Concubine Yan explained. She really didn't expect that the snow girl would step forward and get the frost soul.
Preliminary approval.
"That's not a frost soul!" Jin Yao murmured in a low voice.
"What did cousin say?" Concubine Yan and the Swordsman God all looked at Jin Yao in surprise, unable to hear what he was saying.