After these words, the west courtyard of the city lord's mansion was in an uproar.
It turns out that this is how Feng Qingyang chose the Changhong Sword Lord.
Even Feng Qingyang couldn't pull out the Changhong Sword...
Everyone was thinking, and everyone was eager to try, but most people did not dare to steal the limelight from the three major families and the city lord's mansion.
"Ajiu, try to open the Changhong Sword." Feng Qingyang said.
Yan Yu nodded, and then untied the black cloth wrapped around the Changhong Sword. He gave the thick black cloth to the maid beside him. The Changhong Sword Scabbage, scarlet color, and inlaid with seven purple crystals in a row, refracting a faint light, mysterious and noble.
A dragon soul jade pendant is hung at the hilt of the sword. If you wear the jade on your body, your cultivation will achieve twice the result with half the effort, and it will have unexpected results.
The Changhong Sword is a righteous and righteous sword. Only a person with a righteous spirit can possess it.
In the eyes of the world, Ye Qingge is cruel and ruthless and murderous. She is just a witch and will never have anything to do with the word "righteousness" and is not worthy of touching the Changhong Sword.
Qingge's expression was indifferent. She looked at the Changhong Sword in Yan Yu's hand and suddenly gazed.
Everyone present thought it was a ground-level weapon, but in fact it was not. The power of the sword body was covered by the scabbard. If the scabbard was opened, the power of the spirit-level weapon could be emitted.
The upgraded weapon she refined at the time was the shadow of the spirit level.
Weapon refiners are divided into human level, spiritual level, heaven level and the legendary Wuji.
Spirit-level weapons, essence and blood contracts, and there are spirits among the weapons.
However, the spirit of the weapon in the Changhong Sword has not yet awakened. It can be seen that Feng Qingyang has not been able to step into the spirit-level weapon refiner for a long time.
People in the world want Changhong to slaughter blood, but they don’t know that in front of Changhong Sword, the blood-slaughter sword is unremarkable.
Qingge thought that Feng Qingyang should have refined the blood-slaughtering sword at the stage of the earth-level weapon refiner. When he broke through the spirit level, he began to refine the Changhong Sword.
Qingge's blood boiled.
Learning is endless.
She is a weapon refiner, and she has respect from the bottom of her heart when facing a spirit-level weapon refiner.
but……
Qingge narrowed his eyes. Ji Yue once said that if the weapon refiner's cultivation level reaches the spiritual level, he is qualified to go to the Gods Heavenly Realm. Otherwise, the guardians of the Nine Realms will come to him and take him to another plane in the future.
Everyone's attention was on the Changhong Sword, and no one paid attention to Qingge's thoughts.
Although Feng Qingyang was wearing a hat, everyone could feel his smile.
Yan Yu held the scabbard in one hand, and used his five fingers to force it, and held the other hand on the hilt of the sword. He calmed his expression, used his spiritual energy, and led it to his palms, and then he used force suddenly to try to pull out the Changhong Sword.
Everyone can see the strength of Yan Yu.
If he hadn't left the Yan family, established a faction, and established a killer alliance and auction house, it would have been Yan Yan's turn to be the name of the Yan family's genius.
However, Yan Yu used all his strength and could not pull out the Changhong Sword. After some effort, Yan Yu's breathing sounded worse.
He held the sword and looked at Feng Qingyang, smiled and shook his head, "Master Qingyang, it seems that I don't have this opportunity."
"What you want is fate and fate, and you have sufficient preparation. Even if you have the opportunity and are not interested in the Changhong Sword, you will not be able to open it." Feng Qingyang hit the nail on the head with a head
Yan Yu smiled.
Feng Qingyang was right, he was not interested in the Changhong Sword.
"Take the Changhong Sword and see if others can open it." Feng Qingyang said.
Yan Yu nodded and walked up to the glass platform with the Changhong Sword.
He looked around and said, "Who wants to challenge?"
"I'll do it." The eldest son of the Wei family suddenly stood up, brushed his sleeves, and he jumped up and landed on the glass platform.
Yan Yu placed the Changhong Sword in Young Master Wei's hand.
Mr. Wei accumulates energy, and spiritual energy surges between heaven and earth, gathering with Mr. Wei as the center.
Qingge retracted her gaze looking at Liulitaizi, and she turned her eyes to Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang lifted up the gauze of the hat, took a sip of wine, and made a sound, enjoying it very much.
Feng Qingyang and Yan Fuping talked freely, and occasionally Ye Jingjing suddenly added a sentence.
"Master Qingyang, are you leaving?" Qingge asked with a different meaning.
Feng Qingyang's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. He turned his head, his eyes looking straight at Qingge through the gauze of the hat.
"Little girl, what you said..."
"The real power of the Changhong Sword is covered by the sword sheath. If you want to open the Changhong Sword, you must have some understanding of the Changhong Sword. Many years ago, you had already broken through to the earth level. With the master's talent, you may not be limited to this."
Qingge looked up at the sky and said, "Master, do you know that there is heaven beyond the sky. People are divided into three, six, nine, and three kinds of people live in the three heavens and different places."
Qingge said this, a sound of soul was thrown into Feng Qingyang's mind, "Master Qingyang, you no longer belong to the four-star continent."
Feng Qingyang was stunned.
He thought that no one could see that he had broken through the spiritual master.
Even if you see it, so what? Who knows the existence of the guardians of the Nine Realms?
Indeed, the Guardian of the Nine Realms came to him, and asked him to prepare, give him some time, and then he left.
Otherwise, Feng Qingyang, who was wandering in seclusion, would not have suddenly come out of seclusion.
He had to leave some thoughts for this world that had lived for decades. He took out the two most successful weapons, auctioned them, and gave them to others.
I never thought that it was all seen through by the girl in front of me.
Feng Qingyang laughed loudly.
Ye Jingfeng, you have given birth to a very good daughter.
"Girl, then I will lend you your auspicious words, hoping to break through the spiritual level as soon as possible." Feng Qingyang said.
He didn't want to expose the matter of the spirit-level weapon refiner.
As he is, he will break through further and the news of the spirit-level weapon refiner will be leaked. People in the entire four-star continent will be shocked, and then a frenzy of weapon refining will be set off.
Moreover, once the identity of the spirit-level weapon refiner is exposed, the winner of the Changhong Sword will attract fighting and hatred.
After all, the Changhong Sword is one class higher than the Blood-Slaying Sword.
Qingge raised his eyebrows and said no further.
Soon after, there was no Feng Qingyang in the four-star continent.
She would point out this matter because Ye Jingfeng is in the Gods Heavenly Realm!
The road is long and arduous.
The journey of practicing the great way is like a star that is out of reach.
People in the world say that her cultivation speed is so fast that it is perverted, but for Qingge, it is too slow, and such a speed is not enough.
She had to go to the Demon Realm, and she had to break through to the Great Spirit Master before she could go to the Gods Realm.
The regret of her two lives is the affection between parents. Only in this way can she be obsessed with Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bitong.
A flame was burning in her heart, and a sound drove her to find the forgotten feelings.
Qingge chatted with Feng Qingyang, but no one else could get in. Feng Qingyang occasionally laughed a few times.
Everyone was secretly unhappy.
But on the glass platform, Master Wei used all his energy and tried his best to do everything, and the Changhong Sword and Sword Sheath remained motionless.
Some cold sweats overflowed from the forehead of Master Wei.
"Brother Wei, how?" Yan Yu asked.
Master Wei looked at Yan Yu, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.
He returned the Changhong Sword to Yan Yu and said, "The Changhong Sword is indeed well-known. It is worthy of being a weapon refined by Master Qingyang. I can't drive this power. I want to see who can open the Changhong Sword in the end, Wei absolutely admires!"
"Master Qingyang said, the Lord of Changhong Sword, whoever has the chance will get it." Yan Yu said.
Master Wei smiled and returned to the wine table. (To be continued)