Dust roots [comprehension]

The moment Yingbo Sword was drawn out of the box, the entire Treasure Pavilion fell silent for a moment.

Before the sword was out of its sheath, the sword glow had already flitted out, and bright silvery white light rippled out like water waves, from the auction platform on the first floor of the Zhenbao Pavilion to the dome.

Wave after wave of light is like a person breathing in and out.Full of spirituality and vigilance.

Huang Yaoshi asked Song Huaichen, "Is it this sword?"

Jianxiu's sword is inextricably linked with its master, and the spiritual power emitted is exactly the same, Song Huaichen can be sure: "Yes."

But it was different from what he saw: "The last time I saw this sword, it hadn't yet given birth to a sword spirit."

"If Hetingwangxianzonglin likes thunderclaps, it might be a sword spirit." Huang Yaoshi guessed, and smiled when he heard the bid from the auctioneer on the stage, "It's just a little money, your big brother will Are you mad?"

Senior brother Song Huaichen didn't know, but the sword obviously understood, the light emitted suddenly fluctuated, the charm wrapped in the scabbard was excited, and the talisman paper trembled.

The auctioneer put the sword back into the box and signaled everyone to start bidding.

The finale auctions were all rich people, the starting price was two thousand top-grade spirit stones, and the bidders were all five hundred and five hundred more.

Song Huaichen listened for a while, and raised the price according to the rules.

His intention to win was too clear, and it didn't take much effort to capture Yingbo sword.

After paying for the spirit stone, the waiter carried the sword into the box with a silk box. Song Huaichen took the sword out and pressed down the sword light that was about to overflow with one finger. The silver sword light circulated on the scabbard, illuminating the simple and smooth lines.

A silver light gathered under Song Huaichen's finger pressing on the scabbard, flickering on and off, very eager.

Huang Yaoshi understood: "Sword Spirit wants you to release it."

There was still some time before Wan Wu's Glazed Token was put up for auction, Song Huaichen let go of his fingers, made a few barriers, and then tore off the talisman papers on the sword one by one.

With a clear clang, the sword was unsheathed, and in a ray of snow, a phantom condensed.

"Junior brother! Junior brother Huaichen!"

An eager female voice came out, the voice was very immature.

Song Huaichen took a closer look, and there was a phantom the size of a palm, which was a little girl in a bright yellow dress, with familiar features.

The man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. It was too unbelievable for a sword spirit to call him his junior. He didn't want to answer: "You are?"

The little girl in the yellow dress looked down at her translucent short hands and feet, with an embarrassed look on her face, she bit her lip and said reluctantly, "I'm Yunzhi."

Yunzhi was Song Huaichen's second senior sister who was in retreat when she entered the Fairy Trail Forest.

Even if she said that, Song Huaichen still didn't dare to admit it: "Yunzhi? Second Senior Sister?"

Yunzhi had no time to pay attention to the hesitation in Song Huaichen's tone, she asked eagerly: "Where is this place, have you seen your senior brother?"

"This is Mortal World. Since I left Hetingwang, I haven't seen Senior Brother."

"Senior sister, why are you... in the sword of the senior brother?"

"It's to protect the soul." Huang Yaoshi understood it early on, "The sword is the leader of all soldiers, and it can only be formed after thousands of tempers. The natal sword of a sword repairer is the toughest weapon in the world. It is used to protect things. It's just right."

"However," Huang Yaoshi changed the subject, "except for sword repairers, human souls cannot enter the sword."

"I—" Yunzhi suddenly became nervous, looking at Huang Yaoshi and Song Huaichen.

"I know." Song Huaichen's words made Yunzhi's heart drop, "I know what you are."

Song Huaichen had been immersed in Wuxiang Hall for a long time, his eyesight was not bad, and his cultivation level was several big realms higher than those of Xiaodan Peak. From the first sight, he knew that his second senior sister was not human.

Yunzhi Yunzhi is a Ganoderma lucidum that has been cultivated into a human form.

There were burn marks on Yingbo's scabbard, and when the blade was pulled out, cracks could be seen on it, and there were cracks on the blade.

"What happened?"

It is really rare to force Yu Chen to this level.

"When... did you know? Know what?" Heting looked up, there was a clear distinction between the demon cultivator and the human cultivator, and Yunzhi was careful every step of the way in the human cultivator's sect. In order to avoid contact with too many people, she has been retreating.

Song Huaichen actually said he knew, which made her afraid for a while.

Song Huaichen would not answer her question: "However, I didn't realize that senior brother has such a close relationship with you. I think junior sister will be disappointed."

Yunzhi's face changed when he said that, but Song Huaichen thought of another question: "When you enter the Fairy Trail Forest, you usually never return. Before I left, the senior in charge told me that if you enter the forest, you will be enshrined in the sect. The lights will be extinguished."

"When the life lamp goes out, it is equivalent to being expelled. Is it inappropriate for me to call you brothers and sisters now?"

Huang Yaoshi on the side didn't understand very much: "Why do you want to turn it off? You are going to risk for the sect, why should you be removed? The life lamp doesn't use lamp oil—there are so many disciples in your sect that there is no place to put the life lamp?"

His tone was quite aggressive: "You may be a god after you go back, but they don't even want gods?"

"Every continent has its own way of doing things." Song Huaichen didn't want to continue this topic, and he didn't have much reason to delve into it. "This is a fellow Taoist from Fangzhang Mountain, Huang Yaoshi."

Song Huaichen finally remembered to introduce Huang Yaoshi to Yunzhi.

"Then..." Song Huaichen changed his address, "Yunzhi, why are you in Yu Chen's sword?"

The disciples on Hetingwang Xiaodan Peak already knew that Song Huaichen was in the tenth-rank Dzogchen realm, and Yunzhi didn't dare to get angry because he called her own name.

"It's a long story. After you left, many things happened in Hetingwang. The most important one is that Dabi will be launched 200 years in advance."

"We don't know if you can come back on time. The lamp of life has gone out. We don't even know whether you are alive or dead, and we can't contact you, so He Tingwang plans to send other people to the world."

"At the same time, because the Ten Continents Competition is ahead of schedule, the competition among the various sects in Heting Wangnei will also be advanced, so the competition within the sect will have to be even earlier, and everyone will be turned on their backs for a while."

"The competition started hastily. The monks who participated in the competition were not prepared. They found loopholes with ulterior motives. Yu Chen and I were plotted against. The Fairy Trail Forest is our only chance to survive."

At that time, Yunzhi's injuries were so severe that he couldn't even maintain his transformation, and was sealed into the sword by Yu Chen.

The sword energy is so strong that a living being would have to suffer a lot when entering the sword, but seeing Yunzhi's appearance, he was not affected at all.That's because after she entered Yingbo, Yu Chen never hacked anything with this sword, nor did she use a trace of sword energy.

The sword cultivator relies on a sword to rule the world. In a crisis, he didn't even use the sword to protect Yunzhi. Just thinking about it makes him feel bad.

Song Huaichen would not be desperate for this cheap big brother of himself: "Do you still remember where you were separated from Yu Chen?"

"I remember." Yunzhi replied immediately, "I have been staying awake in the Yingbo sword. Although I can't tell the name of the place, I know the way."

"Let's go when you're ready." Song Huaichen took a jade slip engraved with a sound transmission talisman from the sumeru bag to Huang Yaoshi, "It's the same usage as the talisman in the puppet, and we have something to do with it."

Yunzhi glanced at the jade slip, the spell on it was very strange, not what He Ting looked at.

Huang Yaoshi nodded: "I will take a token."

Song Huaichen left with his sword in hand, Huang Yaoshi thought he would leave for at least a few days, but he didn't expect to see him come back with his sword in the shop two and a half hours later.

Yunzhi retreated into the sword to cultivate, Song Huaichen put Yingbo on the table: "The place they came from is the Wanwu Arsenal."

Song Huaichen can only display the cultivation base of a fake baby now, and the speed of the journey is not fast, so he hears a lot of news.The Zhenbao Pavilion auction is at its climax, and the most talked about on the street is undoubtedly the secret place of Wanwu Hyogo.

Yunzhi remembered it very clearly, and described it carefully to Song Huaichen. The more the man listened to it, the more he felt that it resembled the place discussed on the street.

The Wanwu Armory is opened regularly. For many years, the monks who have entered will bring out the news of the secret territory. Song Huaichen inquired and bought a map of the secret territory from someone well-informed. Zhi saw that it was the place where she and Yu Chen separated.

It would take two months for the secret realm to open, and he had plans to go there, so Song Huaichen came back first.

This time, Huang Yaoshi really realized how cold the relationship between Song Huaichen and his senior brother is. If it were him, even if he knew he couldn't get in, he would probably run to the vicinity of Wanwu Bingku and wait eagerly. won't have come out.

Huang Yaoshi didn't intend to talk too much about the affairs of Song Huaichen's sect, so he showed him the Liuli tablet: "I only got one piece of heaven power."

"One piece is eye-catching enough." Song Huaichen took out the map he bought on the street, "Wanwu Arsenal does not have requirements for cultivators, so I plan to bring Bai Jian into it."

"You, me, Bai Jian, Lu Tingyun should be able to leave the customs in two months, so there are four people, what should I do if there are still three places left?"

"One for Yunzhi, and two for Yue Nu."

"Ganoderma lucidum also has a place in the sword?"

"I'll get her out, she's inside the sword, the connection between the sword repairer and the natal sword is lost." Song Huaichen took out puppets one after another from the sumeru bag, men and women were fat and thin Both.

Huang Yaoshi recognized that it was carved by Lu Tingyun: "Do you still keep these?"

Song Huaichen: "You can't throw it away, can you?"

He picked out a puppet carved into a little girl, held it in his hand and looked at it: "Would he mind if I stuffed a girl into his puppet?"

Huang Yaoshi: "How do I know this, you have to ask him."