My disciples have hidden identities

"Tsk, why don't you have a big object, even if you don't have one, you can take it back and melt it!"

Sect Master Zhao pouted and said.

He is even a little skeptical now that the Dao artifacts sent out by the Great Yan Dynasty for so many years must not be mass-produced.

Use Dao materials to add the breath of heaven, and finally let the smelting master make a wave of success.

Hard enough and perfunctory.

"If you want to love, if you don't want to go away!"

The Seventh Elder Master heard it from the side, his eyelids twitched, and he scolded impatiently.

"I want it!"

Zhao Qiansun and the third patriarch hurriedly nodded with an apologetic smile, the Dao artifacts given for nothing, don't want them for nothing.

The three of them turned their heads to look at Ji Pingsheng, and urged: "Hurry up, take whatever you like, it's the same anyway."

Ji Pingsheng looked at the four small utensils in the crystal counter with a confused expression.

To be honest, he really couldn't tell anything.

Just when he was about to try his luck, whoever the little rooster ordered would win, when he glanced suddenly, he saw the fifth Taoist artifact beside the crystal counter.

"Huh? Aren't there four people? How come there are five Dao artifacts?"

Ji Pingsheng pointed to the thing outside the crystal counter and said doubtfully.

It seemed to be a sword, deeply inserted into the unknown meteorite.

It is said to be like a sword but not a long sword, more like a wide-edged sword.

Counting the part inserted into the meteorite, it is about two meters long, and the whole body is dark red in color.

In addition to the sharp point of the sword, the sword body is more than ten centimeters wide, as straight as a wooden board, and the hilt is also very thick, long and hard, and it feels like it can't be held by one hand.

Chapter 160 Blood River Boundary Soldiers!

Ji Pingsheng pointed to the dark red broad sword inserted in the meteorite, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't there a big object here?"

The other people followed Ji Pingsheng's fingers and looked over, the corners of their mouths twitched, showing subtle expressions on their faces.

"That sword..."

Zongzhu Qian hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.

Zongzhu Zhao glanced at Ji Pingsheng who was curious, and said in a deep voice: "Do you think we didn't see it? We just chose to ignore it. This sword has been here for a long time."

Sun Laodao also shook his head and smiled wryly: "Sect Master Ji, that sword is not something that ordinary people can pull out. We have tried it several times, and it hasn't moved at all."

What the three of them said aroused Ji Pingsheng's curiosity even more. He stared at the wide-edged sword inserted in the meteorite with splendor in his eyes, and an inexplicable feeling of "I can do it" rose in his heart.

Although the style of this sword is not suitable for the handsome and righteous gentleman, he can still accept it.

As if aware of Ji Pingsheng's thoughts, Sect Master Qian chuckled, looked at Ji Pingsheng with mocking eyes, and said, "Young man, don't daydream, if you really want to pull it out so easily, it won't be your turn." Already!"

As he spoke, he seemed to want Ji Pingsheng to recognize the reality. He walked up to the Meteorite in a few steps, grasped the hilt of the dark red wide-edged sword with both arms, took a deep breath, and exerted force suddenly.

"drink!"

Veins protruded from Zongzhu Qian's thick arms, and a blush appeared on his bronze-colored skin.

But no matter how much strength he exerted, the dark red wide-edged sword inserted into the meteorite still remained unmoved.

After another attempt, Sect Master Qian gave up, and said to Ji Pingsheng: "See, I've used all my breastfeeding strength, but it just doesn't move."

"I can't even do it, do you think you can do it? Or did you use more energy to suck milk than me when you were young?"

This……

Ji Pingsheng looked at Sect Master Qian who was mocking him in astonishment, and then at the wide-edged sword inserted there quietly, his heart was shaken for a while.

"What kind of sword is this? Why can't it be pulled out?"

Ji Pingsheng asked with curiosity and bewilderment.

The Seventh Elder Lord flew over leisurely, kicked the blade of the wide-edged sword, and said old-fashionedly: "Let's not talk about you little fellows, it's even hard for me to pull it up."

He stretched out his small hand to hold the blade, and squeezed it hard, but it could only make the sword tremble slightly.

"This is a boundary soldier, a Dao weapon made from the fragments of the small world. It has the breath of heaven and at the same time it has the remnants of the small world."

Seven elders explained.

"A weapon made from world fragments?!"

Ji Pingsheng was slightly startled, and looked at the broad-edged sword with shocked eyes, feeling a little more understanding in his heart.

No wonder even the monks in the Three Disasters Realm couldn't pull it out. How can anyone lift the fragments of the world?

"Thirty years ago, the three elders used a broken piece of the blood spirit world to create a boundary soldier, called the blood river boundary soldier."

The Seven Elders said with a flat face: "The soldiers of the world bear the gravity of the world, and because of the origin of the blood spirit world, this heavy sword has the ability to be bloodthirsty."

"The sword is a good sword, whether it is used to slap or cut people, it is very cool, but it is a pity..."

The Seventh Elder looked at the Blood River boundary soldier with regretful eyes, and sighed: "This kind of boundary soldier made of world fragments can only be used by people who also have the power of the world, and such people are very few. .”

"So this boundary soldier has been placed here, waiting for someone who is destined to take it away."

The Seventh Elder might be recalling the passionate scene of fighting against the blood and spirit world with the Fourth Elder several decades ago, so he couldn't help nagging a few more words.

It was these few words that made Zhao Qiansun and the three suzerains cast their fiery and regretful eyes on the blood river soldiers.

This is a world weapon!

Its power is second only to holy weapons!

It's a pity that no matter how they look at it, they have nothing to do with them.

"Okay, okay, young man, stop daydreaming, hurry up and choose a Taoist tool at random, don't waste time."

Sect Master Qian withdrew his fiery gaze and urged Ji Pingsheng impatiently.

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Ji Pingsheng didn't seem to hear it, his eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at the Xuehe Boundary.

A thought suddenly rose in his heart.

It seems, maybe, maybe, probably, I seem to be able to pull it up!

Originally, he only had delusions about this blood river boundary soldier, but when the seventh elder said that only those with the power of the world can pull it out, his heart suddenly jumped.

Power of the world?

Isn't my small world the power of the world?

In this way, the predestined person this world soldier is waiting for is just me!

"Let me try it!"

Ji Pingsheng rubbed his hands, and impatiently walked towards the Blood River soldiers.

Ji Pingsheng's action made Qi Changzun and others slightly stunned, and couldn't help looking at Ji Pingsheng with idiot eyes.

We've said so much, you still want to try?

With a good treasure and mysterious origin energy on him, he still wants to overestimate his power against the soldiers?

Don't you really think that you are the child of destiny?

"Young people just don't hit the south wall and don't look back. Even I can't pull it up. You still want to try?"

Sect Master Qian couldn't help but sneered when he saw Ji Pingsheng holding the sword hilt of the Blood River Soldiers with one hand.

Zongzhu Zhao also folded his arms and looked at Ji Pingsheng with a look of jokes.

"Sect Master Ji, you better not..."

Sun Laodao was afraid that Ji Pingsheng would be hurt by the backlash of the soldiers, so he kindly persuaded him.

But before he could finish speaking, he choked suddenly, his squinted eyes suddenly widened, as if he saw some incredible scene.

And Sect Master Qian and Sect Master Zhao were the same, the mocking expressions on their faces froze instantly, replaced by shock that could not be concealed.

"It should be able to pull it out, it should be possible."

I saw Ji Pingsheng holding the sword hilt of the blood river soldier with one hand, and after muttering something in his mouth, he suddenly exerted force.

An unimaginable scene happened!

The blood river soldier who was originally as heavy as a peak seemed to be as light as a feather in Ji Pingsheng's hands. Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, he was easily pulled out!

click.

Seeing Ji Pingsheng casually lifting up the Blood River soldiers, the Seventh Elder was also stunned, and his immature body became unsteady and fell from the air.

Ji Pingsheng's gaze was fixed on the Blood River Boundary Soldier in his hand, and he waved it around a few times as if no one else was there, striking bloody.

"It's a bit heavy..."

Subsequently.

Ji Pingsheng held up the blood river boundary soldiers and looked at the petrified three suzerains, Zhao Qiansun, and said innocently: "Is there really someone who can't even pull out a sword?"

Old Sun said: "..."

Sect Master Zhao: "..."

Sovereign Qian: "!!!"

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"No, this is not right!"

Zongzhu Qian and the others watched Ji Pingsheng pull the Blood River soldiers out of the meteorite like a radish, and watched Ji Pingsheng brandish the Blood River soldiers like a kitchen knife. In confusion.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw bewilderment and shock in each other's eyes.

How could this be?

How could he be dragged out by the Blood River soldiers?

Could it be that our previous sword drawing posture was wrong?

"There must be something wrong..."

Zongzhu Qian had a suspicious expression on his face, as if he hadn't accepted the reality yet.

Why!

Why can't I pull it out so many times, but he just squeezed it out!

This is not fair!

Ji Pingsheng held the Blood River Boundary Soldier with one hand, and drew dark red afterimages back and forth in the air. The heavy and heavy mountain-like weight was uploaded from his wrist. Just a few random swings made him feel a little Arms are sore.

Holding this sword is almost more tiring than holding a small world.

"I have to say, this broken sword is really heavy."

Ji Pingsheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, this remark pierced the hearts of Zhao Qiansun and the three Suzerains like an arrow, and he almost vomited blood out of anger.

If you think it's too heavy, you should put down this broken sword, why are you holding it so tightly!

"Sect Master Ji, bring it for me to try!"

Sect Master Qian still doesn't believe in evil. He didn't pull out the Meteor Iron before, but now that the blood river soldiers have been pulled out, he should be able to move, right?

With the mentality of trying, he went to ask for the blood river soldier in Ji Pingsheng's hand.

"This……"

Ji Pingsheng looked at the wide-edged sword in his hand, and then at the eager Sect Master Qian, hesitating slightly in his heart.

To give or not to give?

After hesitating for two seconds, Ji Pingsheng sighed inwardly as he looked at Sect Master Qian's slightly white hair.

Respect the old and love the young human virtues.

thinking.