Shi Lan looked at Gu Xun blankly, trying to find some answer from the other person's face, but all he got was another urging from the other party.
"Draw your sword."
Gu Xun once again stretched out his hand and pointed at the Ice Soul Sword, "You don't want to betray your friends, you don't want to reveal secrets, but it's okay to just draw a sword, right?"
"..."
Shi Lan silently lowered her head and looked at the Ice Soul Sword - the aqua blue hilt, inlaid with a bright emerald gem, and exuding a biting chill that could affect her.
Is this really a sword?
Can a sword that is not wielded by anyone normally produce such a cold effect?
With more questions, Shi Lan slowly stepped forward.
She is going to draw her sword.
I have no choice but to cut my flesh and blood for them.
Of course she can choose to resist to the end and not cooperate at all, but that is meaningless.
Just like what the other party said, it's just a matter of drawing a sword, and she doesn't need to betray her friends or tribe.
Brother Xun said it well, Chinese people have always liked moderation...even those who lived two thousand years ago.
After taking two steps forward, Shi Lan stood in front of the Ice Soul Sword. She was a little nervous because of everything unknown. After taking a deep breath, she stretched out her right hand and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, which was like water and jade.
In an instant, a chill that chilled her soul rushed into Shi Lan's brain, making her whole body seem to be "sober".
But just when she thought the chill would invade her body further, the other person suddenly became 'gentle'.
The biting coldness silently turned into a refreshing coolness, which completely integrated into her body, giving her the illusion of being as comfortable as a fish in water.
Under this special feeling, Shi Lan's mind fell into a trance, and he unknowingly pulled out the ice soul from the scabbard, pointed the tip of the sword to the sky, and held it upright in front of him.
Under the gradually yellowing sunlight, the white mist of birds and birds rises from the jade-like ice soul sword, making Shi Lan's eyes become more and more hazy.
Xiao Hei stood behind and looked at his master who was as delirious as a dream, with eagerness in his eyes, as if he wanted to reach out and lick a few handfuls to wake her up.
But probably because he was worried that his good intentions might lead to bad things, the smart big black panther finally just endured the cold and got closer, not daring to speak.
"Sure enough..."
Gu Xun's voice brought Shi Lan back to reality from her dream and delusion. Her out-of-focus eyes gradually came back to her senses, and the jade-like sword body of the Ice Soul Sword suddenly came into view.
Shi Lan looked at the sword and felt a sense of intimacy.
At this time, Gu Xun's voice continued, "You are indeed the most qualified Ice Soul Sword Master."
Only then did Shi Lan truly hear what Gu Xun was talking about, and immediately looked away from the Ice Soul Sword and looked at Gu Xun:
"Ice Soul Sword...is that its name?"
Gu Xun smiled and nodded, "That's right."
After receiving the answer, Shi Lan turned her attention back to the sword in her hand that made her feel comfortable. She gently stroked the sword with her left hand. She could still feel the coldness, but she no longer felt any discomfort.
feeling.
"What does "most suitable..." mean?" Shi Lan did not forget to continue asking Gu Xun.
Gu Xun naturally wanted to answer questions for the belated last sword master, and directly chose to start from the beginning:
"The Ice Soul Sword is one of the seven swords."
"And these seven swords represent seven closely related swords. They also represent seven inheritances and seven sets of martial arts."
"Originally, all the seven swords were in my hands, but over the years, I have successively found sword masters for the other six swords and passed them on. Only the Ice Soul is left, and I have not found a suitable sword master for a long time.
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Shi Lan remained silent, but cast a puzzled look - why can't Bing Po find the sword master?
Gu Xun understood her doubts and explained calmly, "This involves the question you just asked."
"The Ice Soul Sword is very special - of course each of the seven swords is special, but it is especially special when it comes to selecting a new sword master."
"Because the sword owner of the Ice Soul Sword is not chosen by me, but by it itself."
"How can this be..." Shi Lan subconsciously wanted to question this statement of not being materialistic, but her voice slowly fell silent because she remembered the various feelings she had after drawing the sword, and it seemed that she was not very materialistic.
Gu Xun didn't care about this, and explained with a smile, "The Ice Soul Sword itself will continue to emit ice soul cold energy, even if there is no sword master, and most people cannot bear the ice soul cold energy.
Erosive."
"Even masters with profound internal strength cultivation can only withstand it for a while. If they hold it for a long time, sooner or later they will be succumbed to the cold air and die of Yin decline."
"Therefore, the sword master of the Ice Soul Sword must be a qualified person with special characteristics, which is almost equivalent to being selected by the Ice Soul Sword itself."
"...So, you haven't been able to find the right candidate?"
Gu Xun grinned and raised his eyebrows, "Absolutely."
"Actually, I haven't been looking for it very much, because I can't directly identify whether I can control the Ice Soul Sword with the naked eye or other convenient ways. I can only let people touch the Ice Soul Sword in person."
"This process is too troublesome, and... I don't want the Ice Soul Sword to be touched by others casually."
"So basically we just see which person has a good eye and feel that there may be a chance, and then let him/her give it a try."
Shi Lan had already inserted the sword back into the scabbard.
Although she likes this sword very much, the situation is uncertain after all, so she doesn't want to just hold the sword and have fun.
"I think it's because you thought it was possible, or it was a close match, that's why..." Shi Lan faced Gu Xun and asked in a cold tone.
It seemed that after she pulled out the Ice Soul Sword and was completely soaked by the cold air, she became even colder.
Gu Xun shook his head, "No, before you drew the sword, I basically concluded that you are the right sword master."
Shi Lan was not surprised by this answer.
At this time, she already knew the whole story. She recalled Gu Xun's previous performance, and she could clearly feel that the other party's attitude was not just a try, but had been determined for a long time.
Gu Xun promptly explained the reason to her:
"The reason why we can be sure actually comes from our 'first' meeting."
"Back when Yu Yuan rebelled for some reason, I used the Ice Soul Cold Qi Formation as the foundation to temporarily suppress and seal it, and finally left the octagonal ice platform."
"Although the ice soul cold air formation will try its best to contain the cold air and prevent it from leaking out, the extremely concentrated ice soul cold air in it will inevitably escape outwards, so the surrounding area of the ice platform will be filled with cold air." p>
"Normal people can't get close to it at all. Even experts like your mother and your great elders can only stay for a short time."
"But you..." Gu Xun's words ended here without further explanation, "I guess there is no need for me to say more."
Shi Lan nodded imperceptibly.
At this point, she already understood everything.
In the past, when she sneaked away to play near the ice platform, she never felt any physical discomfort. She just felt a little cold there.
