Looking at the sword in his hand, Zhou Shu's heart was hard to calm for a long time.
murmured in his mouth, "Ninth-Rank, this is Ninth-Rank, there is no grade, but it can exert its power..."
I suddenly thought of something, my heart shook, and my breathing was rapid, "Senior, this sword, is this sword close to the Dao instrument?"
"Hehe, hehe."
Ou Ting smiled, "Boy, you take the old man too high. This sword is indeed very special. It is the most proud sword that the old man has refined, but it's still far from the Taoist weapon, old man. The understanding of the sword is far from reaching Dao, and it is impossible to cast a Dao weapon... This sword may one day become a Dao weapon, but it must be realized in the hands of you and the sword spirit, not the old man.
Zhou Shu seemed to realize something, but he really thought too much.
Settling down, he said slowly, "Junior understands, there is one more thing to ask Senior."
Ou Ting frowned, "Why do you have so many things?"
Zhou Shu stood in the air, saluting solemnly, "Senior please give the name of the sword."
Ou Ting smiled faintly, and his face became serious, "You finally said something serious, this sword is a name to suppress evil."
As soon as the voice fell, the sword in Zhou Shu's hand vibrated suddenly.
"Thank you senior for giving the name."
Zhou Shu looked solemn and clenched the sword unconsciously. At this time, the dragon's roar was louder and more vigorous, and it was audible from thousands of miles away.
seems very satisfied.
Zhen evil is not an ordinary name, Zhou Shu vaguely knows the meaning of this name to the Ou family.
Ou Ye, the ancestor of the Ou family, once cast a famous sword named Shengxie. This sword is also called the sword of extreme evil. Most of the people who used this sword have changed their temperament and killed countless innocent people. Later, Xuanhuang Jie changed its color after hearing it, and its deeds were much earlier than the wronged Xuanyuanjian, and it was much more famous.
Ou Ting said in a deep voice, "Boy, do you understand why the old man named him this way?"
Zhou Shu nodded, "Junior knows something."
"The ancestors obtained a piece of flame gold on the battlefield of Yanhuang and Huang. Seeing the joy of hunting, they used it to forge victory over evil with their excitement. They cherish victory over evil as their own children. After the sword became a sword, it merged with the sword. The evil spirit cannot be driven away, and the destruction cannot be destroyed. The ancestors have no choice but to sink it in the back mountain, but how can the sword be quiet, and finally unearthed and fell into the hands of others, alas... …"
Ou Ting lowered his head and slowly said, "After the great disaster was cast, the ancestors destroyed the sword furnace, and never cast a sword again. Victory is the last sword he cast."
Zhou Shu gently nodded, "Junior understands."
From Outing's expression, he saw a lot of pain and regret.
It’s no wonder that Ouye suddenly stopped sword-making during its heyday. It must be the loss of the Ou family and the entire Xuanhuang world. If Ouye continues to study sword-making, Ouye’s sword-making skills are likely to go further and become Being the first in the Xuanhuang world, it will not be surpassed by younger generations. Of course, what Master Ouye did in this way is precisely where his integrity lies and is beyond criticism.
"Sheng Xie must have entered the fairy world, but the old man doesn't know where it is now."
Ou Ting raised his head to stare at Zhou Shu, and slowly said, "The old man is far inferior to his ancestors, but he also hopes to make up for the mistakes of some of his ancestors. If there is a chance to meet evil, the old man hopes that you can compare evil with it. Win or lose."
Zhou Shu said seriously, "If there is this opportunity, the younger generation will not let it go."
Ou Ting nodded, "I hope you can do it."
After about a quarter of an hour, Outing said in a loud voice, "Boy, it will be over again, now it can be used normally after putting it away for a while."
Zhou Shu closed his sword and raised his hand, "I see, senior, shall we go?"
"Where to go?"
Outing slightly disdain, "New Moon City? Are you talking about Little Fairy City? The old man is not interested."
Zhou Shu stopped, his expression respectful, "Senior can't stay here, right? Where are you going? Junior is willing to **** you."
Outing raised eyebrows and eyes, "Boy, are you looking down on the old man? The old man has seen more locust tides than your boy, so I still need you to **** him?"
Zhou Shu remained respectful, "This is not what the younger generation means, the senior is not being..."
"Okay, the old man has been floating in the heavens for so many years. What are you afraid of?" Ou Ting waved his hand with a look of disgust, "I don't need you to worry about it, you kid hurry up! Forget it, the kid can't be trusted, it's the old man first roll."
Just after speaking, a sword light suddenly appeared under his feet, rising from the ground and rushing into the air.
Straight back and forth, the speed was so fast, the floating beasts passing by on the way fell to the ground one after another.
is also free and easy, just leave when you are done, without any muddling.
Zhou Shu stared at the sword light, hesitated and didn't catch up. He only shook his head slightly, expressing emotion. The two had only been together for a few months, but they knew each other deeply. Zhou Shu had gained a lot, and this time I did not know when. Goodbye.
With emotion, Zhou Shu glanced at Crescent City and got up and flew away.
didn't fly far, the floating beast in front of him moved in disorder, and a figure flew over and stopped in front of him.
stood very steady, with blood stains on his body, his eyes burning with brilliance, and his face full of excitement.
"It's great to see you!"
Zhou Shu smiled slightly and said calmly, "Chongzhi, did you meet Nie Jing?"
You Chongzhi was very pleased, "Yes, I asked him to take the true immortals back. There will definitely be nothing wrong with you. Brother Dao, you will be fine. What happened before? What happened after crossing the boundary? Is it a hand? Where is the master?"
"Ok."
Zhou Shu nodded, regretting, "Master has gone, I can't keep it."
"It's a pity, but Linglong Pavilion doesn't come like this, he will definitely not stay, right? The sword-making thing... Brother Dao don't care too much, there will definitely be better in the future You Chongzhi comforted a few words, "Brother Dao, we should go to Nie Jing now, we should be able to catch up, and then we will return to New Moon City together, okay? "
Zhou Shu looked into the distance and said faintly, "Go back in a bat boat?"
"Could it be..."
You Chong's expression stagnated, "Brother Dao means, kill it back?"
Zhou Shu looked calm, "Of course, after guarding for four or five months, he was passively beaten, and now he can finally give it a go. Why do you want to miss it? Why, rush it, don’t you want to go back? Or are you too tired to kill? Not moving?"
You Chongzhi shook his head like a rattle, and said loudly, "Of course not, I can't ask for it!"
Zhou Shu smiled and said with satisfaction, "Come on, let me also feel your killing domain."
You Chongzhi said without showing any weakness, "I also want to see your true ability, Brother Dao!"
The killing domain expanded, and the two rushed into the reverse wave at the same time.
Front and back, left and right, the sky is full of floating beasts, as if they are in layers of dark clouds, and the two of them are the little light in the dark clouds, the swords and the shadows, flashing constantly.
After holding back for so long, after crossing the boundary or being ruined, how can it be done without venting the evil?
Zhou Shu almost didn't keep his hands. Except for those in the world of refining demons, he basically used everything else he could use. He was so powerful that he could kill, raise his hands, and make every move. They were all extremely powerful, and he was so utterly utterly utterly utterly powerful that he watched You Chong from time to time. How did it close.
The corpse behind him paved a long road, like the trail of a meteor.