The rise of all races, the human race comes first

Air is leaking from the inside to the outside. There must be something inside. As for how to open it, Wu Man doesn't understand. These runes are not divine patterns and have nothing to do with the divine patterns he learned. They are not formations. They look like them no matter how they look. It's an ordinary sword box.

Wu Man planned to turn it over and take a look. When he picked it up, he also noticed something different. The black box seemed to be a little heavier. With his current strength, it was close to one million kilograms, which made him feel some weight. It weighs hundreds of thousands of pounds at least, and the table made of this special wood has deep marks on it.

As for the back, it is not much different from the front, and there are no special buttons. It does have weight, but it is a pity that Wu Man did not find any other functions.

After playing with it for a long time, Wu Man didn't find anything special. Then he looked at Qi Xuantong, who was lying beside him. The sullen look on his face made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"You don't have a good sense. You mixed up the worst thing and gave it to me. The iron signs at the auction are more useful than yours."

During the time he spent with Qi Xuantong, Wu Man had a firm grasp on his character. He begged him to goad him. As long as the old man said this, he would definitely be manipulated.

As expected, when Wu Man said this, Qi Xuantong was immediately unhappy. He jumped down from his chair, stared at Wu Man fiercely, and then said: "Boy, if you dare to question my ability, just watch."

As Qi Xuantong spoke, he saw the energy and blood in his palm turning into a stream of light and sinking into the black box.

"Oh!"

Qi Xuantong slapped the black box on the ground with one palm, and a burst of dust rose up. The originally ordinary black box began to change, from black to blood red under the influence of Qi and blood.

"bass"

The sound of swords rang out, and the red box unfolded. Six swords of different colors and shapes appeared in front of Wu Man. There were three vacant positions, which seemed to be places where sharp swords were stored.

"Sword box!"

Wu Man suspected that it was a sword box, but it couldn't be opened. It looked like a big iron block. If it were someone else who didn't know him, he would probably think of it as a big iron block.

"The Nine Swords of the Great Shang, a dynasty that once fought for hegemony in the world, has disappeared in the long river of time, but what is left behind is something that everyone yearns for, and the Nine Swords of the Great Shang is one of them."

After hearing Qi Xuantong's introduction, Wu Man curled his lips and wondered whether it was powerful or not. No matter how powerful the sword was, he had never learned it, so it would be useless to hold it. Carrying this thing on his back was heavy, and it seemed to have no effect on him.

"I don't use a sword!"

Qi Xuantong shook his head and said: "I can teach you. Although my swordsmanship is not the strongest, it is enough to teach you. And have you seen the three vacant positions? Where can your weapons be placed? , it is rumored that the Nine Swords of Dashang only have six handles, and the remaining three positions are reserved for people like you. The short black stick you have is made of a special material and has some origins. You can't keep it in your space for storage. , put it in this sword box to nurture it, and the weapon that has been nurtured will become more handy."

Qi Xuantong patiently explained that meeting Dashang Nine Swords was an accident, and it might be a gift for Wu Man. If he encountered it, he would naturally not let it go.

Wu Man was persuaded by Qi Xuantong. His weapons had been kept in the storage space. It seemed that there was really no box for him to use. This iron box had some origins and it seemed that it could be used for his short stick.

"Do you have to learn the sword?" Wu Man was still a little resistant. He was used to using his own weapon, a short black stick, and he would definitely not be able to adapt to a different weapon.

"You don't think I don't know how to use swordsmanship, do you?" Seeing Wu Man's hesitation, Qi Xuantong asked with a dark face.

"That's not true, just learn. But with my qualifications, you can definitely learn swordsmanship well. Learning swordsmanship is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is not as practical as fists." Wu Man raised his fist.

"Hahaha, good boy, you are an enlightened person who can say that you are learning swordsmanship. You can use all weapons and it will not affect you. Weapons are just accessories. They may be used as defense in the most critical moments. At other times, you have to rely on your own fists. .”

Qi Xuantong agreed very much with what Wu Man said. No matter how good a weapon is, someone must know how to use it, and someone must use it, otherwise it will not be particularly strong.

Wu Man compromised and started practicing his sword.

"I have only heard of the Great Shang Nine Swords. Each sword has his name on it. You can take a closer look. As for how to open and close this sword box, you only need to fuse your own blood and divine fire. , pour it into the nine small holes, and you can open it by gently pushing it with Qi and blood, and the same goes for closing it. Give it a try."

Qi Xuantong told Wu Man how to open and close it. It sounded simple, but the fusion of blood energy and divine fire was a bit difficult when it was poured into the small hole.

After taking over, I tried to use it. I practiced it several times before I could control it skillfully. After practicing for a long time, I became somewhat interested. Wu Man also put his weapon in the sword box. The original sword-shaped slot also gradually changed, and Wu Man put his weapon into the sword box. The weapon fits perfectly.

Such a magical scene made Wu Man marvel. Since it requires the fusion of Qi, blood and divine fire to open and close, is it possible to use the same method to control these six swords?

No matter how he tried, his idea never came true, and in the end he could only use it on his own weapons. This time there was obviously a change, and his short stick could be freely controlled.

"Don't waste your energy. Your current energy, blood and divine fire are not enough to support the nine swords coming out of your body. Wait until you break through to the mountain-moving or sea-reclamation realm to see if you can control one of them." Qi Xuantong saw that Wu Man wanted to use the sword. Taking it out of the sheath also reminded him.

"I see."

Wu Man felt a little awkward with the weight of the sword case on his back.

"When you have time, just carry it on your back and run it in with the Nine Swords of Dashang. To a certain extent, it will recognize you and others will not be able to use it. It will be just like your short black stick. If it is snatched away, others will not be able to use it." It's useless, and it might even hurt you." Qi Xuantong patted Dashang Nine Swords.

"I know, but your gift is so expensive, I'm a little embarrassed to take it." Wu Man touched his head. Although he didn't know the glory of this sword box in the past, it was the highest treasure of the dynasty, and its price and rarity were not comparable to anything else. Come on.

"You're still polite to me, you've changed your character." Qi Xuantong said jokingly.

Ever since he followed Qi Xuantong, Wu Man seemed to have a lot more things around him, including the puppet Black Iron and the Great Shang Nine Swords.

After this auction, the people on the big ship all had their own agendas. The vast sea under the big ship was also in turbulent waves, and black shadows appeared in the sea thousands of feet below. This place has become a sea of ​​blood.

Under the vast sea, there is no darkness as imagined, but a light. It seems that this is not the sea, but another scenery.