"Is that Jiang Chen? Can you come with me? The old lady has something to tell you." The leader of the Gujian Sect said.
"Senior, just say it doesn't matter."
Jiang Chen followed.
Seeing Jiang Chen disappear from sight, Yichen shrugged his shoulders.
When she looked towards Wen Xin, she found that her sister was looking over there.
She suppressed laughter and waved her hand in front of Wen Xin's eyes.
Wen Xin woke up from a dream, her face flushed as if she had discovered something.
Arriving at a deserted place, the leader of the Gujian Sect turned around with a solemn expression, hesitating about something.
"Jiang Chen, don't blame the old man for making things difficult for others. I hope you can inherit the Ancient Sword Sect." The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect said.
As she said herself, this is difficult for others to do.
None of the dignified sect masters are as advanced as Jiang Chen, so they still want him to join.
Jiang Chen believed that it was impossible for the Gujian Sect Master not to know this, so he said nothing and waited for her to continue.
His reaction also made the Gujian Sect Master more determined in his inner thoughts.
"Although the Ancient Sword Sect is just an unpopular force in a small wasteland, it has once been glorious and has left a great reputation in the nine realms and ten states."
"It's a pity that the previous sect leader was too ambitious. He wanted to reach the sky in one fell swoop. He took all the forces of the Ancient Sword Sect at that time and went out to find the most famous relics. As a result, he suffered heavy casualties in the forbidden land."
"At that time, I was still a little girl, and I saw with my own eyes that the Ancient Sword Sect declined step by step and ended up living in a small wasteland."
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect said slowly: "I am not saying that I want you to bear the responsibility for the rise of the Ancient Sword Sect, but I hope that the Ancient Sword Sect can accompany you in its rapid rise."
Jiang Chen still didn't speak, looking thoughtful.
"You will be the next leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, and this ancient sword will be handed over to you."
A sword appeared in the hand of the ancient sword sect leader.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen knew that he had to refuse, otherwise it would be too late.
It's not that he dislikes the Ancient Sword Sect, it's just that it goes against his wishes.
He came to the Three Realms for three things.
Find a way to cure his father, become a great venerable, and go to the spiritual realm to meet his senior sister.
Three things can actually be classified into one thing, or one goal.
That is to become a great venerable, only then can you accomplish what you want in your heart.
With the fate of the Ancient Sword Sect on our shoulders, forget it.
If the Gujian Sect Master hadn't explained it in an apologetic tone from the beginning, he would have refused.
"senior……"
Jiang Chen's words were already on his lips, but when he saw clearly the ancient sword that the other party took out, he was inexplicably shocked.
He even felt unbelievable.
This sword is one of his 500-year-old swords!
The unexpected reunion made his heart skip a beat.
One day five hundred years ago, he came to visit the Three Realms of China. He had long forgotten the specific date. He only knew that it was a sunny and windy day with no clouds in the sky.
He gave away his sword.
"Sir! This is the sword you worked so hard to forge. It's just a little short of becoming a Taoist weapon. How can you give it to someone you don't know?"
"Master, please think again."
He still remembered what the two followers he had grown up with said to him at that time.
"This sword will be of no value in my hands, but in his hands, it might shine."
At that time, Jiang Chen looked at the unbelievable, surprised and happy young man in front of him, and sent out the sword in his hand.
He didn't expect that five hundred years later, it would be returned to him in this way.
"Can you tell me about your first grandmaster?" Jiang Chen took the ancient sword and made sure he saw it correctly, and his heart was filled with emotion.
"The Patriarch was a man of influence in the three realms of China back then. He almost overturned the eight spiritual realms with his own power, but it was a pity that he came just a little short in the end."
"Later, the Ancient Sword Sect established a sect in the Nine Realms. With the ancient sword, no one dared to invade."
Speaking of this, the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect sighed: "It's a pity that it fell into my hands and the Ancient Sword Sect became what it is today."
"It seems I didn't see the wrong person back then."
Jiang Chen said something in his heart and took out the ancient sword from its sheath.
The texture of the sword that he hammered out by his own hands is so familiar. The sword was made by mixing the extremely cold iron from the depths of the black ice with the divine iron from the sky.
After being tempered by the different fires of heaven and earth for a hundred days, it can become a sword.
Five hundred years have passed, and it is even more evident that his skills are superb and his sword is as sharp as ever.
When Jiang Chen was forging this sword, he was challenging a difficult problem.
That is to create a debut tool!
"Father, most of the magic weapons and above are handed down from ancient times or even longer. We inherit the wisdom and talents of our ancestors. Why can't we forge Taoist weapons, even immortal weapons or even divine weapons, so that our current era can become a thousand-year-old
The legend behind!"
He still clearly remembers the bold words he made back then.
"Hahaha, Chen'er, Chen'er, if you build a Taoist weapon, then the structure of the sanctuary will be in chaos."
The master of Lingyun Palace, his father did not believe him at the time, but he still supported him.
"But don't worry, go ahead and get it. Just tell me what materials you need and they will be delivered to you in less than a day. It doesn't matter if you fail."
"Father, don't worry, I won't fail!" Jiang Chen promised, patting his chest.
Unfortunately, it failed in the end.
Although this was Jiang Chen's brainchild and he was fully prepared, it still failed in the end.
It’s not a technical flaw or a problem in any link.
But something is missing.
But no divine weapon comes from mortal hands.
Taoist tools are not only called differently.
The word "Tao" covers a wide range of things.
In order for Jiang Chen to forge a Taoist sword, he must have strong kendo power that can be poured into the sword when it is struck with a hammer.
Only when the power of the sword is sublimated can you have a Taoist weapon.
After that, Jiang Chen understood that Taoist weapons were not only weapons, but also unique inheritance.
For him, who is extremely pregnant, this is an unbridgeable gap.
Not to mention that during the casting process, he was not strong enough to swing a hammer weighing ten thousand kilograms.
At that time, in addition to his medical skills, he relied on others to set up formations, refine elixirs, refine weapons, and break formations.
That is, his right-hand man, the two people who grew up together and are extremely loyal.
"Jiang Chen?"
The voice of the Ancient Sword Sect Leader rang in his ears.
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect who had lived for such a long time could not believe Jiang Chen's expression at this time.
That kind of sigh and sigh is impossible to achieve without decades of life experience.
"Senior is laughing."
An ancient sword brought back so many past events that Jiang Chen didn't notice it.
He completely pulled the ancient sword out of its sheath. It was a long sword, three feet eight, and the blade was only half a finger wide.
There are no complicated or gorgeous textures, because the sword itself is an extraordinary thing.
People are more willing to believe that this is a work of art rather than a murderous sword.
Although it did not become a Taoist weapon back then, it still caused a sensation in the Holy Land and was praised as the magic weapon closest to a Taoist tool.
One can imagine how much impact Jiang Chen had on the people of the Sanctuary when he gave it to others unconditionally.
"It's still a ninth-level magic weapon." Jiang Chen thought to himself.
The ancient sword has not lost its grade over time and remains as sharp as ever.