Li Muchan sighed and shook his head: "That would be a pity..."
"What's a pity?" Jin Shijie asked with a frown.
He vaguely felt that the matter was not that simple. This monk Mingkong was neither a fool nor a lunatic. He obviously had to rely on him to make such big statements.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I originally wanted to use this knife as a lottery ticket, but your sect needs to match the Guyuan Dan as a lottery ticket, so that it can be matched. Now it seems that it is just wishful thinking on my part."
"Lottery?" Jin Shijie looked at the knife on Li Muchan's waist.
Li Muchan drew his sword out of its sheath, and suddenly a pool of spring water swayed. The cold air surged, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
"What a knife!" Jin Shijie couldn't help but admire it.
Li Muchan stroked the blade gently, and the light of the blade illuminated his face. He squinted his eyes slightly, showing an intoxicated look, and sighed: "Such a good sword, I really can't bear to leave!"
"What kind of knife is this?" Jin Shijie asked.
Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Duanyue Sword!... If the elder had not been in poor health and needed Guyuan Dan to nurse him back to health, how could I have given up this sword?"
"The Yue-breaking knife?" Jin Shijie was startled, then his expression changed slightly, and he immediately returned to normal and laughed: "Did I hear you right? Which Yue-breaking knife?"
Li Muchan looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Is there any other Yue-breaking sword? There are so many Yue-breaking swords in the world?"
Jin Shijie felt that he was looking at him, as if he had seen through it, but he pretended to be nonchalant, and without caring about his face, he hurriedly said: "Could it be Chunyue Sword's Duanyue Sword?"
"Chun Yu Yueyun, is he known as the Sword Sage?" Li Muchan asked with a smile and shook his head: "I didn't expect that he would have such a famous name in Western Zhao."
Jin Shijie hurriedly asked: "Is it really Chunyu Sword Saint's Duanyue Sword?"
Li Muchan smiled, suddenly stretched out his hand, handed out the handle of the knife, and said, "Just take a look for yourself."
Jin Shijie hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help it. He slowly and tremblingly stretched out his right hand, took the Duanyue Sword, held it in his hand, and closed his eyes.
After a while, he opened his eyes, raised the knife in front of his eyes, stroked it carefully, looked at it, and saw two big characters on the handle of the knife: "Duan Yue".
As soon as he saw these two big characters, Jin Shijie knew that this must be Chunyu Sword Saint's Duanyue Dao Wuyi.
Such powerful characters would never have been written by anyone else. It can only be written by Chunyu Sword Sage himself, and it is naturally the Duanyue Sword.
"Why... why is this knife in your hand?" Jin Shijie turned around, stared at Li Muchan with bright eyes, and asked through gritted teeth.
Li Muchan smiled: "It was passed down by an elder, so what? But it's false?"
Jin Shijie shook his head: "There have been many Duanyue Swords from Chunyu Sword Sage over the years. It is difficult to tell whether they are genuine or not. How can I, a junior, tell the difference?"
Li Muchan nodded with a smile and stretched out his hand: "Well, let's just treat it as a fake. Anyway, the allocation of Guyuan Dan cannot be spread to others, and I have no interest in anything else."
"Wait a minute!" Jin Shijie shrank his hand, avoided his hand, and said with a smile: "I'll go and tell the leader, it's up to the leader to decide what to do."
Li Muchan nodded: "That's fine...but you'd better return the knife to me, right?"
He was smiling, but his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to set off immediately without agreeing.
Jin Shijie smiled coquettishly and handed over the Duan Yue Dao: "Don't be surprised, I just lost my composure. Here, I'll give it to you."
Li Muchan took the Duanyue Sword and said with a smile: "In our Dayan, this Chunyu Yueyun is not a big shot, and he has no interest in the Duanyue Sword. I didn't expect Chunyu Yueyun to have such a status in Daxi Zhao."
"The young genius Chunyu Sword Saint created his own Yue-breaking sword technique, which is unparalleled in the world!" Jin Shijie's face became solemn, his expression showing pride and pride.
Li Muchan sighed: "It's a pity that he met Nangong Sidao!"
"I heard that Nangong Sidao is known as the best master in the world, but I don't know if it's true or not." Jin Shijie's face changed slightly, a little unnatural.
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "During the competition, Chunyu Yueyun was forty years old and Nangong Sidao was eighteen years old. He used his own sword technique, and Nangong Sidao used his own sword technique. In the end, Nangong Sidao used his own sword technique.
Even better!...Maybe Chunyu Yueyun's sword skills are very good, but it's a pity that he is better than Wang and defeated by Kou. In our Dayan, his status is not high."
He added: "Maybe it's because Nangong Sidao is too dazzling and covers him."
Jin Shijie sneered: "Many people in the world are short-sighted. Although Chun Yu Sword Saint is no match for Nangong Si Dao, he is invincible in the world!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "This is what he said himself, and others don't believe it either."
"So, this sword is not precious in Dayan?" Jin Shijie asked hurriedly.
Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "No, just because of the material of this knife, it is already rare in the world, how can it not be precious?"
"Can you give me a price?" Jin Shijie asked quickly.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Except for the formula of Guyuan Dan, nothing else can match it... I heard that this sword contains the essence of Duanyue Sword Technique. I practice spear and sword techniques, and
I’m not interested in swordsmanship, nor am I interested!”
Li Muchan continued: "Furthermore, no one knows whether it is true or false. In short, I have not been able to understand the essence of swordsmanship!"
Jin Shijie shook his head: "This is just misinformation!"
Li Muchan looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Misinformation?...Not quite? In short, this sword is related to the inheritance of Duanyue Sword Technique, and its value is immeasurable. How can I change hands at will?"
He didn't wait for Jin Shijie to speak and said with a smile: "If your sect can obtain the Yue-Duan sword technique, what will happen?"
Jin Shijie finally sighed helplessly and nodded: "Okay, I'll report it to the boss, and I'll give you the news tomorrow!"
He also felt that this matter was important and he could not allow himself to make the decision. He took a closer look at the knife in Li Muchan's hand, smiled slightly, and with the skill of speaking, he led them to a small courtyard.
After leaving the Taoist temple, turn east and walk a few steps down the mountain. You will find a group of buildings, connected one after another, and hidden by the lush woods, it is indescribably elegant.
The two of them were very satisfied with this small courtyard. It was surrounded by pine trees and the birds were chirping non-stop, making it seem extraordinarily quiet and peaceful.
Jin Shijie smiled and said: "It has suddenly become quiet these days. There are no other guests. You can do whatever you want without worrying about disturbing others."
Li Muchan nodded and smiled: "Okay, Young Master Jin, if you can help us lead the way, please come back. We can do it ourselves."
"Well, if you need anything, just come to the temple and say hello." Jin Shijie didn't force himself, turned around and hurried away. Although the city was very deep, he couldn't hide it at this time.
The Duanyue Sword Commission was really astonishing and the stakes were of great importance. Jin Shijie knew how important it was, and all his usual calmness was gone, leaving nothing but one thought: "Report to the leader!"
He hurriedly walked back, entered the Taoist temple, passed directly through the crowd, ignored the uncle on the stage, and entered the main hall at the back.
In the main hall, under a statue of Taishang Laojun, three old men sat cross-legged. All of them had white beards and rosy faces, and they were immortal.
These three old men have different appearances but similar temperaments. They sit cross-legged on the futon, motionless.
As soon as Jin Shijie came in, the old man in the middle said calmly: "Shijie, what's the big deal? I'm so upset. Please sit down and talk about it!"
The old man has an oval face, delicate facial features, somewhat like a woman, with a straight nose, sunken eye sockets, and a small mouth, showing no dignity at all.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as lightning, majestic and inviolable.
When Jin Shijie saw him, he suddenly shrank a little, lowered his body, and sat down on the futon opposite, facing the three of them.
The other two old men opened their eyes at the same time. They were somewhat similar in appearance. They both had square faces and big eyes, straight noses and square mouths. They were honest and upright.
The two of them glanced at Jin Shijie, and one of them smiled lightly and said, "Well, seeing how happy you are, could there be something good going on?"
Jin Shijie nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Second Junior Uncle, there is something great going on!"
"Let's talk about it, good things may not be really good, bad things may not really be bad, good is bad, bad is good, bad is good, who can say clearly..." the old man said lightly, with a quiet voice.
Jin Shijie did not dare to interrupt, he lowered his eyebrows and remained motionless, allowing the old man to continue talking. Another old man snorted impatiently: "Brother, let's meditate. It's better to listen to Xiao Jin!"
The old man sighed, nodded and said no more. He turned to Jin Shijie. The leader also looked over and said calmly: "Shijie, tell me, what's the matter?"
"Master, two people broke into the mountain today and came to challenge us," Jin Shijie said.
The leader nodded, stroking his beard and said slowly: "Well, there are not many people who can make it to the mountains in the past few years... Are they those two Dayan people?"
"Exactly." Jin Shijie nodded and said with a smile: "I didn't expect these two people to be so powerful."
"Well, the quality of the disciples has generally improved, and the difficulty has indeed increased greatly." The leader nodded and said: "What surprises do these two Dayan people have?"
"They are all young, around seventeen or eighteen years old, and one of them is still a monk." Jin Shijie said.
The leader asked: "What then?"
Jin Shijie's eyes shone with excitement: "That monk is carrying a precious sword. Master, you will never guess what kind of sword it is."
The leader stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and smiled: "Hmm..., could it be the Yue-breaking Sword?"
Jin Shijie slapped his hand hard: "Yes, it's the Duanyue Sword!"
Another old man curled his lips and said calmly: "Another fake knife?"
He was the one who stopped the old man from talking too much before. Among the three of them, he seemed to be the youngest.
"Uncle, it's not a fake sword!" Jin Shijie shook his head hurriedly.
The old man raised his frosty eyebrows: "Oh——?"
Jin Shijie hurriedly said: "Uncle, Second Uncle, Master, how can I not tell the difference between a real sword and a fake sword?"
"That may not necessarily be the case." The second uncle said lightly. Just as he was about to continue, the senior uncle interrupted him, widened his eyes and asked: "Is it the real Yue-breaking Sword?"
"That's right!" Jin Shijie nodded vigorously and said resolutely: "The absolutely true Yue-breaking Sword!"
"How can you be sure?" the second uncle asked calmly.
Jin Shijie said: "Our sect once had a Sword Saint's Heart Jue. I have seen the handwriting of Chunyu Sword Saint. The two big characters engraved on that sword, Duan Yue, were written by the Sword Saint himself!"
"You can also imitate the characters." The second uncle said calmly.
"Second Junior Uncle, the ordinary imitation is absolutely different from the Sword Saint's handwriting." Jin Shijie shook his head and said forcefully: "If I hadn't seen the Sword Saint's handwriting, I wouldn't be sure, but when I see these two
The words are just one thought, definitely carved by the sword sage himself!"
"Oh——?" the second uncle said calmly.
Jin Shijie hurriedly said: "The momentum inside is so powerful that it can't be imitated by ordinary people!"
The three old men stopped, looked at each other, and nodded slowly. Jin Shijie acted steadily and had a very deep city. He was the most capable among his disciples.
Since he is so sure that it is the handwriting of a true sword sage, then this sword is most likely to be the Duanyue Sword!
Thinking of this, the three of them were a little excited. The three of them knew best what the Duanyue Sword meant. It meant the inheritance of the Sword Saint lineage.
The Sword Saint's peerless sword technique - the Duan Yue Sword Technique, is the best martial art in the world. If you can practice it, you can be among the top masters even if you can't be proud of the heroes in the world.
The Lingshan sect has always relied on elixirs to promote the cultivation of its disciples. The real secret skill is not very powerful, but it is different with the Yue-breaking Sword Technique.
The Duan Yue Sword Technique is like a pair of wings, and the Lingshan Sect is like a fierce tiger. Once it has these wings, it will roar all over the world and no one can stop it.
Thinking of this, their eyes were all blazing, and even if they understood the mysteries of heaven and earth, their hearts could not help but move.
The leader said calmly: "Shijie, since he possesses this sword, why does he dare to show it in front of others, without fear of causing a huge disaster?"
"Disciple is also surprised." Jin Shijie shook his head, showing doubts, and said slowly: "He is very aggressive and wants to make a bet with us, using this knife as the prize. In addition, we will use the formula of Guyuan Dan as the prize!"
"What a loud tone!" The third elder suddenly stared, and the surrounding air suddenly became tense and oppressive.
Jin Shijie inhaled hard to avoid suffocation.
"Well, this little guy seems to be confident!" The second uncle sighed leisurely.
The other old man nodded and frowned: "Yes, you are indeed confident...it seems that you are not afraid of our Lingshan Sect. What's the background?"
He then frowned and said to himself: "Could it be another sect?"
"They should be from Dayan." Jin Shijie whispered.
"How do you say that?" asked the great uncle.
Jin Shijie said: "The way they speak and the look in their eyes are not like those of us from Xi Zhao."