When Chi Yao gave the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword to Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen only knew that the sword was made of special material, extremely sharp, and infinitely powerful. But he never thought that it was actually made of the divine iron of creation.
When Chi Yao obtained the Divine Iron of Creation, he must have forged two swords, gave one to Zhang Ruochen, and kept the other for himself.
Why did Chi Yao give him such a precious divine sword?
Is it because of love?
Since it was love, why did she kill Zhang Ruochen with her own hands later?
It's really puzzling.
Suddenly, thousands of thoughts emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and he became even more confused.
Lu Fantian stared at the broken sword in Lu Xuan's hand and said doubtfully: "Little sister, are you mistaken? Is this a bloody sword?"
"Of course it's not the Bloody Sword."
Lu Xuan rolled her eyelids and added: "Legend has it that the blood-dropping sword is as white as jade and contains sacred essence. It can swallow the blood of humans and beasts, improving the grade of the sword. Later, it was stained with the blood of hundreds of millions of people.
, turned into a blood-red divine sword. With the current power of the Blood-Drip Sword, as long as it is unsheathed, blood clouds will appear in the sky for thousands of miles."
Lu Fantian was even more confused and said: "You just said that in the entire Kunlun world, only Queen Chi Yao got a piece of the Divine Iron of Creation and made it into a blood-dropping sword. Now, why is there another sword made of the Divine Iron of Creation? Moreover, it's still
A broken sword. You didn’t make a mistake, did you?”
Lu Xuan gently touched her chin with her fingers and said: "I also have some doubts... However, the material of this broken sword is exactly the same as the description of the Divine Iron of Creation in the "Book of Weapons"."
"Legend has it that when Empress Chi Yao forged the Blood-Drying Sword, she summoned the ten most powerful weapon refiners in the Kunlun world at the time, and spent eighty-one days in the Sun and Moon Tianchi before successfully forging it. At that time, we
The ancestor of the Divine Sword Holy Land is also one of the ten weapon refiners. If this is the case, then I will take this broken sword to see the Grand Duke now, maybe he will know some secrets."
Lu Fantian nodded and said, "You should indeed report it to the Grand Duke."
Later, Lu Fantian stared at Zhang Ruochen again, and he became more curious. Could it be that he was neither a student of Wushi Academy nor a disciple of Tai Chi, but a person sent by Queen Chi Yao?
Lu Xuan took Shen Yuan's ancient sword and was about to return to the Holy Land of the Divine Sword. Suddenly, she stopped, turned around, and asked: "Hey! What's your name? Also, the poem you said before is also the same.
And tell me, I will ask you."
"Zhang Ruochen."
Zhang Ruochen read out a poem and said: "People in the deep forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. Thank you girl."
"My name is Lu Xuan! Haha!"
A string of laughter like wind chimes sounded, and then Lu Xuan dodged a few times and disappeared into the Lingshan Mountain.
Lu Fantian still stood there, staring at Zhang Ruochen curiously and said: "Zhang Ruochen. Why have I never heard of this name before? With your strength, you shouldn't be so unknown. Is this your real name?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "I don't need to use a false name. With the power of the Holy Sword Holy Land, it is easy to find out my identity."
Lu Fantian nodded and said: "Your strength is not weak, but it's a pity that your cultivation level is still a little behind. If you really fight, you may not be able to withstand my ten moves."
In front of a master like Lu Fantian, there was nothing to hide. Even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it. From the exchange of moves just now, Lu Fantian already roughly knew the level of Zhang Ruochen.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also roughly guessed Lu Fantian's strength, and he was indeed a very powerful opponent.
Previously, Lu Xuan said that he could be ranked among the top ten of the younger generation in the Eastern Region, which was probably not a lie.
…
Holy Sword Holy Land, Jade Holy Spirit Mountain.
Jade Holy Mountain is the first of the eighteen spiritual mountains. The owner of the spiritual mountain is named Lu Huaiyu and is known as the "Jade Saint".
Jade Saint looks like he has gray hair and a face full of grooves. He looks like he is eighty or ninety years old. His body is so thin that he can reveal the shape of his bones. However, his eyes are as bright as two stars.
Infinite wisdom can radiate eternal light.
At this moment, Jade Saint was holding Shen Yuan's ancient sword, his whole body was extremely excited, his hands were trembling, and he was chanting:
"People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine."
"People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine."
…
After reading it three times in a row, the Jade Saint calmed down the excitement in his heart, placed the ancient sword of Shen Yuan on the stone platform next to him, stared at Lu Xuan, and said with an expectant look: "What's that person's name?"
?How old are you? Besides this poem, what else did you say?"
Lu Xuan knelt down in the center of the temple and raised her head slightly. This was the first time she saw her ancestor so excited.
You must know that our ancestor is a saint and has lived for more than four hundred years.
Why are you so excited?
Next to them, Lu Xuan's grandfather Lu Jingyuan and her great-grandfather Lu Chongyu were also kneeling in the temple, looking very respectful.
Seeing that Lu Xuan had not answered his ancestor's words, Lu Jingyuan immediately glared at her and whispered: "Xuan'er, my ancestor is asking you something, what are you thinking?"
Lu Xuan trembled all over, reacted immediately, kowtowed on the ground, and said quickly: "Reporting to our ancestors, the man's name is Zhang Ruochen, he is about twenty years old."
When Yusheng heard the words "Zhang Ruochen", he frowned slightly and showed a thoughtful expression. After a moment, as if he thought of something, his face changed, "How could it be this name? How could it be..."
The Jade Saint's eyes showed a light of wisdom, and he asked again: "Where is he now?"
"It's at the Sword Monument." Lu Xuan said.
Jade Saint said: "Invite him to Jade Holy Spirit Mountain immediately. He must be received well and cannot be neglected."
He seemed a little worried, and then said: "Lu Chongyu, go pick him up. Remember, try not to let outsiders see him, and bring him to see me directly."
After Lu Chongyu left, Lu Xuan and Lu Jingyuan also walked out of the temple.
Lu Xuan stuck out her tongue, a little puzzled, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, what is that kid's background? Our ancestor actually asked Grandpa to pick him up in person. It's too embarrassing!"
Lu Jingyuan's face was serious and he said: "Xuan'er, I'm afraid this person's origin is greater than we imagined. Just now, my ancestors sent me a secret message, so that I can't say a word to the outside world."
Lu Xuan opened her mouth and showed an incredible expression. She recalled Zhang Ruochen's figure in her mind. She felt a little disgusted and muttered in a low voice, "Apart from being a little handsome, he doesn't seem to have anything remarkable about him."
…
A moment later, under the leadership of Lu Chongyu, Zhang Ruochen came to the temple of Jade Holy Spirit Mountain and met the Jade Saint, Lu Huaiyu.
Lu Chongyu retreated, and only Zhang Ruochen and Yu Sheng were left in the temple.
Yusheng looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, and after a long while, he asked: "Are you a person sent by Mingtang?"
Mingtang was a force founded by Emperor Ming's old tribe. Like the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult, it had been active in the Kunlun realm to resist the rule of Empress Chi Yao.
However, Mingtang's power is mainly distributed in the nine states of Central China, and its power in the four major regions of east, south, west and north is relatively weak.
Therefore, Mingtang's influence in the Eastern Region is not that strong.
Although Zhang Ruochen had never been in contact with anyone from Mingtang, he knew of Mingtang's existence. After Yusheng asked this question, he was not surprised at all.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I am not from Mingtang."
Yusheng said: "Since you are not from Mingtang, why do you know that line of poetry?"
Zhang Ruochen glanced upward. The old man sitting above was not his sixth senior brother Lu Yuanzhi. Therefore, he was still defensive in his heart and did not dare to reveal his identity easily.
Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, then slightly cupped his hands and said, "Junior, I have something unspeakable. There are some things I can only answer when I see senior Lu Yuanzhi."
Jade Saint frowned slightly and said: "Lu Yuanzhi is my grandfather. Don't you know that he passed away three hundred years ago?"
"What? He has... passed away..."
Although Zhang Ruochen had expected such a result, he was still very sad when he heard it said by Yu Sheng himself.
Eight hundred years have passed, and the world has indeed changed. Even the saints will die of old age.
Jade Saint added: "Now, I am the owner of the Divine Sword Holy Land. If you have anything or if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Maybe I can help you."
Naturally, Zhang Ruochen couldn't tell Yu Sheng because he only believed in his sixth senior brother Lu Yuanzhi.
Can other people be trusted?
What happened back then was so strange that even the person Zhang Ruochen loved most killed him with his own sword. Who else could believe it?
Now, Chi Yao has been on the throne for five hundred years, and the power of the imperial court is at its peak, sweeping the world and ruling all directions. How can Zhang Ruochen dare to expose his identity casually?
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, bowed his hands again, and said: "Junior, I just came here to practice my sword, there is nothing else."
There was a bit of disappointment in Jade Saint's eyes, and he looked at the broken sword, and then said with a smile: "I would like to ask, where did you get this broken sword?"
Zhang Ruochen calmly replied: "I found it in the Wu City of Yunwu County. I thought it was made of special material, so I bought it. Later, I invited many masters of weapon refining, but they couldn't repair it. I heard that God
The Holy Land of Swords is a holy land for refining weapons, so I came to visit Master Lu out of ignorance and wanted to ask Master Lu to help me practice swords. But I didn't expect that Master Lu had passed away three hundred years ago."
Jade Saint said: "In other words, before this, you didn't know that this sword was made of the divine iron of creation?"
"That's right." Zhang Ruochen said.
Jade Saint smiled and said: "Back then, the Divine Sword Holy Land also participated in sword making. I know some secrets about the Divine Iron of Creation and this sword. Are you interested in knowing?"
Zhang Ruochen knew that Yu Sheng was deliberately testing him.