Xiao Ziyi sold a pass on the other end of the phone and said mysteriously, "I've booked a ticket for Tiance ancient town. I'll leave in an hour. If you want to know, I'll see you in the ancient town."

After that, Xiao Ziyi hung up the phone directly.

Yang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry. He thought that the girl was really a demon. He could always eat himself every time.

But this clue is very important. Yang xuanzheng is worried about weapons. He might as well go to bang bang and have good luck.

Then he called Su Nan and said he had something to go out for a few days.

Su Nan never interfered much with Yang Xuan's affairs, but asked Yang Xuan to pay attention to safety.

After more than two hours of flight, the plane finally arrived at a small airport near the ancient town. As soon as I got out of the airport, I saw Xiao Ziyi standing at the door in a lavender cheongsam, smiling and waving to himself.

"Long time no see."

Yang Xuan walked forward with a smile. Xiao Ziyi was as beautiful as before. When he stood there, he felt that the air around him was filled with fragrance.

"It takes an hour's drive from here to that ancient town. I've arranged the bus, but before that, you have to accompany me to eat. I'm hungry."

Xiao Ziyi smiled and stretched out an arm and gently took Yang Xuan's arm.

Yang Xuan seemed a little unnatural. Xiao Ziyi said with a smile, "I'm your concubine. It's natural to hold my husband's hand."

Yang Xuan smiled helplessly, then went to the neighborhood with Xiao Ziyi to have some snacks, and then got on the bus to the ancient town.

Along the way, Xiao Ziyi was like an encyclopedia, introducing Yang Xuan to the cultural history of the ancient town and some rumors about xuantiance.

"About xuantiance, the official history didn't mention it, and even most unofficial histories didn't record it. A small number of people who knew it just listened to him as a story."

"However, since it is a rumor, it must not be groundless. I firmly believe that there are dragons and aliens in the world. In my opinion, all kinds of anecdotes and strange events recorded in the Shanhaijing may not be fairy tales."

"In fact, human beings do not have imagination. All imagination must be based on some prototype."

"It's like people can see the sky and think of flying. If the concept of sky doesn't exist, how can there be the concept of flying?"

"When I was twelve years old, I accidentally turned to an ancient book at an uncle's house, which recorded all kinds of rumors and stories in ancient times."

"There is a mention of xuantiance, the ancestor of weapons. It is said that xuantiance is the embodiment of the spirit of weapons, which can make various elements of everything in the world into unparalleled magic weapons."

"The leading generals, Mr. and Mrs. moye, learned some fur of sword casting from him and can forge peerless divine sword."

"Later, xuantiance thought the weapon was a fierce thing, so he burned the secret script for casting weapons and chose to live in seclusion."

"People in this ancient town call themselves descendants of xuantiance, and there is a legend among them."

"Xuantiance burned the secret script of casting weapons and destroyed all the weapons he had already forged."

"But there is a magic knife, which is the peak work of xuantiance. Even he can't destroy it himself."

"Later, he hid the knife and warned his descendants that they could not leave this land for generations."

"Because of the magic knife, he hid it near the ancient town."

Yang Xuan listened with interest and said, "I agree with what you just said. Human understanding of the world is actually just the tip of the iceberg."

"Let alone these ancient legends, even now, there are many things that cannot be explained by science."

"Listen to what you say, I'm more and more interested in this ancient town. If I'm lucky, maybe the magic knife belongs to me, hahaha!"

With Xiao Ziyi, Yang Xuan can always feel relaxed and happy.

After getting off, they walked along a rugged path for about half an hour, and an ancient town appeared in front of them.

"I didn't think there was such a place. It's really a sense of time and space shuttle."

Yang Xuan looked at the ancient town and smiled.

This ancient town is different from those that have been commercialized in China, but retains a lot of ancient styles.

From wooden buildings to Qingshiban Road, there are various original shops and Hawking sounds on both sides. It really feels like going back to ancient times.

The people here are much taller than the outside. The men are generally more than one meter eight, and the women look very energetic.

On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of weapon shops, and even the most primitive blacksmith shops, which can customize the corresponding weapons according to their own preferences.

They strolled comfortably in the ancient town. Because it has not been developed as a tourist area, there are few tourists and there is no vulgarity of those commercial ancient towns.

"By the way, how do you know I'm worried about weapons these days?"

Yang Xuan asked with a smile.

Xiao Ziyi took Yang Xuan's arm and smiled, "because the people you sent have found Jiangnan."

"It's also a coincidence. I went to the bar with a friend that day. I happened to hear a table next to me talking about it and mentioning your name."

"So I took the initiative to have a drink with them, and then I naturally knew more."

Yang Xuan said with a smile, "these guys are so lax. I have to clean them up when I go back."

Yang Xuan couldn't rely on himself to find weapons. He specially dispatched a battalion from the xuanzi army to look for the whereabouts of weapons all over the world.

Dang Dang!

At this time, someone suddenly struck a gong in the street and shouted, "open, open!"

Then a group of people ran excitedly towards the East Street.

Yang Xuan curiously stopped a man and asked, "Hello, what happened?"

The man looked at Yang Xuan and said, "you are tourists. It's great luck. Today is the opening of our once-a-year platform. Hurry to join the fun."

"Opening? What opening? Is there a bar here?"

Yang Xuan asked suspiciously.

The man said with a smile, "what kind of bar? Opening means playing a challenge arena. This is our annual grand ceremony here. You can't say a word or two clearly. Go and have a look."

With that, the man hurried forward.

Yang Xuan and Xiao Ziyi looked at each other and said with a smile, "have a look?"

In an open space at the east corner of the street, a challenge arena of about 100 square meters was set up. There was a stone table in front of the challenge arena. On the stone table was a sandalwood box about one foot long.

A hale and hearty old man stepped onto the challenge arena and arched his hands under the arena, "Hello, fellow villagers, tourists and friends from afar."

"Today is our annual opening ceremony. The rules are the same as in previous years. Whoever wins in the end will get the opening knife this year."

With that, the old man slowly opened the sandalwood box, and a purple light burst out, and the people made a burst of startled voices.

From the red sandalwood box, the old man took out a short knife about a foot long, as thin as a cicada wing, with some radians.

The strangest thing about this disease short knife is that its body is a faint dark purple, which looks very beautiful in the sun!

WOW——

There was a sudden burst of surprise in the crowd.

"Elder, what kind of knife is this? I've never seen it before."

Someone in the crowd asked loudly.

The old man nodded and smiled. He gently stroked the back of the knife with his hand and said with a smile, "this knife is called Ziling. I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes. Its appearance is an accident."

"At the beginning of quenching, it needs to be quenched by the falling rain, so it must be quenched when the rain is pouring."

"I hit this knife for seven years and faced it more than 37000 times, including 76 kinds of precious medicinal materials."

"I was waiting for the last moment of quenching, but when I put it on the casting table, suddenly a thunderbolt burst open, and a flash of lightning hit the blade impartially."

"I was so heartbroken that I thought my seven years of Kung Fu had gone blind. When I looked closer, I didn't expect that not only was it not broken, but this lightning fused the elements in the quenched sabre."

"Then it became dark purple. Whether it was tough or sharp, it was far beyond my expectation. It was an unexpected joy."

At this time, someone in the crowd asked, "elder, this knife looks good. How sharp can it be?"

The old man smiled faintly, "you'll know right away."