At this moment, Ge Ming's figure fell again, and his complexion said badly: "The original older, you have no reason ..."
"You shut up!"
Yuan Zhengyang glanced at him, "I talk to the chicken, and then calculate the account with you later!"
boom!
The words fall.
The wide sword in his hand fell, and he was placed on a boulder not far away.
"Bullying the chicken!"
"You have to die! Dare to leave, try it, try it!"
moment.
Ge Ming doesn't speak.
The rest were so scared that the atmosphere did not dare to take a bite.
After becoming famous.
Yuan Zhengyang was keen to retreat, and it was rarely shot, but everyone's fear of him was a lot at all!
Sword repair!
The peak of free realm!
It represents great deterrent!
What does Jingfeng want to say?
It was stopped by the two guardians behind him with eyes.
"Master."
On the contrary, there was no dust in the sword. I thought that I had a status in the heart of the original Zhengyang, and said with a smile: "Actually, today's things ..."
"Are you deaf?"
In the face of the sword no dust, Yuan Zhengyang naturally restored the demeanor of Xuan Jianmen, and displeased: "I let you speak?"
"..."
I heard.
The smile on the dust of the sword without dust instantly froze.
Impression.
This is the first time Yuan Zhengyang talked to him in this tone.
"Grandpa."
Yuan Zhengyang no longer ignored the rest, hesitated: "Why are you here, the sword head ... how are he?"
Seven Realms.
But it is a remote small domain.
The distance from the bustling Xuantian domain, the distance is almost endless, let alone the realm, it is the realm, and it is impossible. He went to Xuantian Dalu that year, but only because of the fate.
The people of Tian Jianzong sent it back here. Now, now, it has been thousands of years.
So.
The change of Xuantian Jianzong, he didn't know at all.
"..."
After hearing the words, Chongming's eyes were dim, and suddenly silent.
A stun.
Yuan Zhengyang jumped sharply.
"No ..."
After a long while, in his eyes, he sighed lightly, "Xuan Tian Jianzong ... No, everyone ... no, Xiaoyun ..." No. "
"What!"
The original Zhengyang was hit by a lightning!
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
He was instantly disappeared and walked in quickly. He said incoherently: "Chicken ... are you lied to me, right? Is this joke? No? I don't believe it! How can he ... who is it ... who is it in this world ...
His opponent? "
"..."
Chongming didn't speak anymore, and glanced at Gu Han.
"..."
Gu Han's heart was slightly sinking, and he didn't speak. He took out the semi -red dust sword with the cracks.
He has understood.
Yuan Zhengyang.
It is the person who has been pointed by Yun Jiansheng in Chongming's mouth.
"Red dust ..."
Yuan Zhengyang's face was like a dead ash, and murmured, "It's really a red dust ... it's broken ... how can you break ..."
Red Dust Sword.
People in the Seventh Realm alliance naturally do not know, but the sword repair in the Xuantian Grand Realm, no one knows!
His face trembled like a dead gray, and he wanted to touch the red dust sword body, but he dared not dare.
well……
Gu Han sighed secretly and sent the red dust sword to him.
Sword body is white.
The crack is dense.
Look at the red dust sword.
In the middle of the middle, Yuan Zhengyang seemed to remember the scene of that year.
Thousands of years ago.
He died in his life, and came to Xuantian Dalu under the fate. He also knew that there were such places in the world. There were so many Tianjiao, so many sword repair, infected, he naturally determined to become a sword repair.
Everbright, just ask someone to be able to look at it.
only.
Due to the qualifications, although he saw the sword monument, his income was extremely limited. He was ridiculed and delusions.
Corner cried secretly.
Cry very sadly.
"What are you crying?"
It was difficult to hold myself, and a gentle voice suddenly sounded around.
He turned back subconsciously.
But when I saw a young man with a sword eyebrow, the young man who was like a jade was like a jade, he looked at him with a smile!
"Sword head!"
He was shocked, and quickly saluted, "Visit the sword head!"
Even though he had only seen it once, he remembered that the young man in front of him was the most amazing nine -generation sword head of Xuantian Jianzong, Yun Jiansheng!
An existence that allows countless swords to repair!
An existence that makes countless Tianjiao sad!
"By disturbing the sword head, I ... I go ..."
He thought that Yun Jiansheng was disappointed and panicked, so he would leave.
"not busy."
How do you know.
Yun Jian's body did not have the shelf of the head of the sword, let alone look down on his meaning. Instead, he sat next to him and laughed: "Seven feet of men in the dignity, but crying so sadly, it must be difficult to encounter difficulty.
It happens that there is nothing wrong with today.
"I……"
He has been distressed for a long time. At this moment, he met Yun Jiansheng, and naturally he talked about it.
"Such a precious opportunity to observe the sword monument has been wasted by me."
"Sword head ..."
"Am I stupid?"
At the end.
He looked at Yun Jiansheng with his face, and seemed to want to find some comfort from him, even if Yun Jiansheng personally said ‘you are not so bad’, he could regain confidence.
"Indeed."
Yun Jiansheng said frankly, "You have a flat talent, and the perception is flat. Even if you spend ten times the time, you may not have half of them. If you go other ways, you may have something. Is it just a while?
Suggestion ... you give up early. "
then.
This sentence almost completely extinguished the last trace of the flame in his heart.
"I understand."
He had a bleak look and thoughtful, and gave a gift to Yun Jian.
"Is it important?"
Seeing that he was muddy, Yun Jiansheng asked with a smile.
"ah?"
He looked back.
Yun Jiansheng laughed: "My opinion, and the opinions of others, is it important to you?"
"Isn't it important?"
"It is important to depend on you."
Yun Jiansheng laughed: "Do you want to be a sword repair?"
"I……"
His face turned red, but when he arrived at his mouth, he gave up the word but couldn't say it, "I think!"
"If you just just test you, you are not testing you."
Yun Jiansheng shook his head, "Your qualifications are really not very good. It may take countless time. In the end, it's just a busy time."
"That ... I also think!"
"Think, do it."
"..."
"I ask you."
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Jiansheng slowly got up, his voice was strong, "What is Jianxiu? Or ... For Jian Xiu, what is important?"
"talent?"
"wrong."
"Equality?"
"No right."
"Bone?"
"What's wrong."
Yun Jiansheng looked at the distance, smiling, "talent, enlightenment, root bone ... but the sword in the hand, and as a sword repair, the most important thing is the sword in the heart. You only need to remember, the sword repair person, there is no advance in the front, there is no advance,
Born to death, that's all! The rest are outside, not worth mentioning! "