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"Impossible, who would come up with such an unlucky name?" I curled my lips. This baby had been to elementary school, so she shouldn't try to trick me. "Besides, according to your meaning, from that poem, could it be that this knife has existed for over a thousand years?"

When I said this, Lu Qinglang's face darkened. Seeing that neither of us believed it, the man quickly explained, "This blade really did exist for over a thousand years. You might not believe me if I say it like this, but it really is that blade from back then."

"Heh, where did you see that?" I naturally don't believe it. If this saber had been with Lu Qinglang since he was born, even if this person had seen it before, he wouldn't be able to tell with a single glance. Furthermore, where did his confidence come from when he said that with such certainty?

If it wasn't for the current atmosphere, I would definitely suspect that both of them were trying to trick me into buying a knife.

"Then I'll have to trouble this little brother to wave this blade again." He saw that we were easy to talk to, so he carefully sat up from the ground. I didn't bother to say anything to him, so I pretended that I didn't pay any attention to him.

Lu Qinglang waved his hand. I didn't see anything, but he pointed at the knife and shouted, "See that?! "A green lotus!"

I looked at Lu Qinglang. He was also a bit confused, but he probably didn't see anything.

"You haven't even opened your Five-Colored Eyes?" That person was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a surprised expression on his face. There was also an inexplicable sense of pride and arrogance.

I really don't want to care about him, what's wrong with having a Five-Colored Eyes? Wasn't he captured? Lu Qinglang asked him, "What is a five-colored eye?"

"In ancient times, the five colors were revered as the positive colors, the color of the east as the green, the color of the south as the red, the color of the north as the white, the color of the north as the black, the color of the sky as the profound, the color of the earth as the yellow, and the color of the profound as the black. "To the body, the five colors correspond to the five organs …"

"Stop!" "Stop!" I couldn't bear to listen any longer. "I don't understand any of what you're saying. Get down to business, okay?"

"As an Immortal cultivator, you must have a five-colored goal!" I finally know where his pride came from. He was an immortal cultivator. However, I don't have any good impressions of them. Looking at this person carefully, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He looked ordinary, so no one would be able to recognize him if he was thrown on the street.

"So what if you have the Five-Colored Eyes?" I couldn't help but want to insult him. "Isn't he still here …"

Lu Qinglang pulled at me, signalling for me to be quiet. He continued to ask, "If you open the Five-Colored Eyes, what difference will it make?"

"Of course I can see things that no human being can see!" When he said "eyes of flesh and blood," he deliberately glanced at me.

Assi! You actually look down on me! To be honest, if he were to appear as a normal cultivator and look down on me with the demeanor of an immortal, I wouldn't feel too uncomfortable even if I was a little awkward.

I yelled at Lu Qinglang, "Lu Qinglang, hold up your saber!"

Lu Qinglang didn't know what to do, but he obediently raised his saber. I looked guiltily at the blade he was facing upwards, and changed the grip on his hand to one of the blade's back.

"Watch carefully!" I raised my hand and a short branch knife appeared in my palm. The blade's back was facing downwards, so I didn't use too much strength to smash it onto Lu Qinglang's blade. I don't know what I mean by that either, but I think the branch that made me see the words in the book might be of some use here.