Feng Danyuan reminded: "The one that sealed the Hongming Sword that day was less than half of the Xuanyuan Sword."
Wei Zi understood immediately: "The sword spirit Yinglong is in the other half of the Xuanyuan Sword! In other words, when the Xuanyuan Sword was broken, Yinglong also died."
She quickly organized her thoughts: "Suppose Yinglong is the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword, Xuanyuan Sword is invincible, but later Xuanyuan Sword was not only broken, but also sealed... So, is the whole thing going like this?
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"Yinglong is the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword, so there are traces of Yinglong in the legend of the battle between Huangdi and Chi You; later, Chiyou was defeated and died, Huangdi became the lord of the Nine Provinces, and Xuanyuan Sword, which had made great achievements in battle, became the supreme sword.
The Divine Sword; later on, there was a great flood in Jiuzhou, and Yu the Great brought the Xuanyuan Sword to control the water, and it was only then that Yinglong helped him to "cut the Dragon Gate, build the Yi Que, and dredge the Jiuhe River."
Wei Zi also made a bold guess: "Could the breakage of Xuanyuan Sword be related to Dayu's control of floods?"
Feng Danyuan nodded: "It's as I thought. After Dayu, the bloodline of the ancient gods became increasingly thinner, and they no longer had the ability to seal the Xuanyuan Sword. Therefore, the breakage and sealing of the Xuanyuan Sword should have occurred during the Dayu period."
Wei Zi was no longer in the mood to eat: "If Dayu used the Xuanyuan Sword to control the water back then, would it be possible to find the other half of the Xuanyuan Sword and use the remaining divine power on the sword to carve out mountains and connect rivers?"
"Then where do you think the remaining half of the Xuanyuan Sword is? Does Linze know?"
Feng Danyuan couldn't help but smile when he saw her obsessed look: "I don't think Linze knows the whereabouts of Xuanyuan Sword."
Wei Zi was stunned, but also, if Linze knew, there would be no need to sacrifice the red core.
"Besides, I don't think the remaining half of the Xuanyuan Sword can still cut mountains and connect rivers." Feng Danyuan continued.
"Then why do we talk so much about Xuanyuan Sword?" Wei Ziqi asked.
"Isn't that what you asked?"
Eh? Wei Zi looked confused, it seemed like yes, she raised her head...
"Eat well and grow more meat." Feng Danyuan picked up the chopsticks again, picked up the food for Wei Zi, and glanced at her chest.
Wei Zi glared at him angrily, telling him to pay attention to his moral integrity.
"I eat like a child and my clothes are all dirty." Feng Danyuan said calmly.
Wei Zi looked down and saw a small group of oil stains on her clothes.
Um...did she think wrong?
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Linze's injury is finally getting better - at least on the surface.
Feng Danyuan came to greet him three times every morning, noon and evening. If he didn't get better, he would be crushed by this bastard every day.
He couldn't swallow this breath!
"The flood control matters have been arranged. All that remains is for you to borrow grain and grass from King Yu." Feng Danyuan threw a stack of paper into Linze's arms.
Linze's head began to hurt slightly again.
As long as Feng Danyuan appears, there will always be pain somewhere, and it has almost become an instinctive reaction.
Holding back his displeasure, he said calmly: "Next time, someone else will send you something. I really don't want to see your face again."
"Ha." Feng Danyuan sneered: "You think I want to see your ice face? Do you want to smile and smile? I advise you to stop thinking about it, she is not willing."
After a pause, Feng Danyuan added evilly: "She's so unwilling to give her gold."
