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"What's the matter with you?" Answer Ziji saw the boy suddenly stepping back with his head covered, and he couldn't help saying with a little worry.

After the boy was slapped unintentionally, he was a little angry at first, but when he raised his head to meet the concerned eyes of the young man who hadn't noticed at first, the anger in his heart dissipated inexplicably.

So, the boy rubbed his forehead and shrugged the tip of his nose, which was still surrounded by a pleasant aroma. After he stood still, he looked a bit childish, and when he smiled, there were two small dimples at the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, I just seemed to be caught by someone. Hit it, you smell so good, you are not a spirit body, and we can't smell human fragrance, it's so strange..."

After listening to the boy's words, Luo Yihan frowned slightly, and then quickly let go: "Will the spirit body be hit too? Is there another spirit body?"

Luo Yihan didn't say a word about the fragrance on Daziji's body that the boy said, but in fact, after Daziji entered the inn yesterday, there was a fragrance on Daziji's body. It's not so much a fragrance as a refreshing scent. The scent makes people feel refreshed when they smell it. I thought only humans could smell it, but I didn't expect spirit bodies to smell it. Luo Yihan felt that he didn't want to delve into the identity of Answer Ji, so he naturally changed the topic.

The boy didn't think as much as Luo Yihan thought. He felt that his forehead was a little swollen, but it might be his illusion. He also knew a lot of spiritual friends, but he had never sneaked up on a faceless guy: "I don't know, just a moment ago." , Is my forehead swollen?"

Answer Ziji listened and looked around, but saw nothing. He leaned forward and looked at the boy's forehead. It was slightly red but not swollen. He shook his head: "It's not swollen."

The boy curled his lips and snorted twice: "If I catch you, I will definitely beat you back!"

As he said that, the boy looked at Answer Ji with a funny and caring expression on his face, smelled the fragrance, and the boy became very familiar with him, and flirted with Answer Ji: "I'm Iron Hammer, what's your name?" ? Help me rub it, it hurts~"

As soon as the words fell, Iron Hammer felt a chill on his neck, and a heavy chill couldn't stop rising up. Ji really wanted to step forward, waved his hands, showing his dimples: "I'm just joking hahaha~"

Answer Ji couldn't help smiling, put down his hand, and introduced himself: "My name is Answer Ji, he is a psychic, Luo Yihan, he is very powerful."

Answer Zi Ji's compliment came naturally, Luo Yihan's indifferent expression flashed a trace of surprise and gentleness, then looked at the hammer and said: "Take me to meet the person who has a bond with you."

Tie Hammer was obviously taken aback when he heard this, and then shook his head: "No need."

"Because you can't bear that person?" Luo Yihan thought that the hammer was like a writing brush, and he couldn't bear to be a scholar, so he didn't want to let the fetters disappear.

Iron Hammer still shook his head when he heard the words, with obvious disgust appearing in his eyes, his tone became a bit fierce: "I hate that guy the most, how can I be reluctant?"

Luo Yihan didn't force it after hearing this: "Oh, forget it."

As he said that, Luo Yihan waved his hand at Da Ziji, wanting Da Ziji to leave with him to the next place, but Da Ziji saw the sadness in Tie Hammer's eyes, and there was a touch of sadness in his heart, he Asked Hammer: "Then why are you so sad?"

Luo Yihan stopped when he heard it. He turned his head and looked at the soft face under the sun, with a yellowish tenderness. Yes, he couldn't ask such a question by nature, he just thought it was good to respect other people's ideas, and when he heard that the brushes said they would disappear, he knew that he couldn't bear the brushes to disappear, so he later agreed to be Psychic.

He felt that his temperament was not good enough to be a psychic medium. Now, seeing An Ziji say what he had never said naturally, this thought popped into his mind again. He is not suitable to be a psychic medium. , maybe a gentle person like An Ziji is more suitable.

When Luo Yihan said nothing, Tie Hammer was taken aback when he heard Answer Ji's gentle question, then sighed, and whispered, "But, I liked that guy the most when I was young."

"If our bond disappears, sooner or later I will forget it."

Spiritual bodies are created because of emotions. After the fetters disappear, they gain their own, truly have life, and can go wherever they want, and like all lives, they will begin to forget the past.

"That's it," answered Ziji, looking at the melancholy look of the little boy Tie Hammer, and his eyes fell on Luo Yihan, with a certainty in his heart, he smiled and said: "It's okay, Xiaohan must have a way, you Take us to see it first."

Luo Yihan was called out suddenly, he looked at Shang Jiji's trusting eyes, and Tie Hammer's suspicious expression. He didn't know what kind of mood he was in, so he nodded with a wooden face, which seemed quite reliable of.

Although Tie Hammer was a little skeptical, he raised his hand like a dead horse and a living horse doctor, and led Luo Yihan and Da Ziji out of the pavilion, bypassed two alleys, and walked into a house, although the house was not big , but very exquisite, the plaque with excellent materials, the lantern on the door, and every detail shows the wealth of the host family.

After entering the house, walk through a promenade, the rockery is lush green, and the stream is gurgling, and you arrive at the main hall, stepping up three steps, on the pear wood chairs in the main hall, there are two people sitting upright, one of them is wearing a dark red robe , with handsome features, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the person next to him in the main seat has a straight face, a slightly burly figure, wearing a navy blue gown, and holding an exquisite long sword in his hand , looking at it carefully.

The handsome young man in a dark red robe took a sip of his tea and said leisurely, "Mr. Xue, is this sword genuine?"

The leading young man called Mr. Xue put his fingertips on the long sword, stroked it, then gently put the sword into the scabbard at the side with both hands, and handed the sword with the scabbard back to Junmei The young man slowly opened his mouth and said: "Master Yun, to be honest, this is indeed a good sword, it is easy to cut iron like mud."

Hearing this, the handsome young man known as Master Yun frowned slightly, his expression looked a bit serious, and immediately after, Mr. Xue continued: "But this sword is not the real product of Master Qing Ye."

The handsome young man nodded slightly when he heard the words, Mr. Xue took a sip of tea, and continued: "The most famous sword of Master Qingye is the Tianquan sword with this shape. The Tianquan sword cuts iron like mud, and is as light as thin wings. It can be regarded as the best sword in the world, and since then Master Qingye's swords are all top-quality swords, and this sword also has the characteristics of the swords cast by Master Qingye."

Mr. Xue pointed to the middle part of the sword: "This sword is light and sharp, and the ratio of materials and materials is excellent, but this sword ignores a problem, that is, Master Qingye is a very picky person, and the blade is either uniform or even. From thick to thin, or exactly the same thickness, but the thickness of the middle section of this sword is slightly thicker, which will make it difficult to use the sword in the future."

"There is another obvious problem. Master Qingye is very fond of his swords, so he will engrave two dots on the scabbard three inches from the hilt, which are very inconspicuous and often blend into the pattern of the scabbard. in, but not this sword."

"Papa, papa!" As soon as Mr. Xue finished speaking, Master Yun clapped his hands, with an undisguised expression of admiration on his face, "As expected of the most famous swordsman at present, if I ask you for a sword, I will give you a sword." Don't worry, otherwise it will be a joke."

"Master Yun is ridiculous." Mr. Xue smiled slightly, but his expression was neither humble nor overbearing.

Iron Hammer gave a light snort, then pointed to Young Master Xue and said, "That's him, Xue Yangshun, he will take a nap later."

After watching the scene just now, A Ziji could see that although Xue Yangshun was plain in appearance, he had a calm temperament and a dignified look in his brows and eyes. He looked like an extremely honest and loyal person, not a bad person. He was a little puzzled for a while, why? Iron Hammer hates Xue Yangshun so much.

Iron Hammer saw Answer Ji's doubts, and didn't explain, just walked inside. When passing by a room, Answer Ji paused. This room was full of various swords.

"Xiaoji, if you want to look at swords, the swords in Baibaolou are all ordinary magical weapons. I will teach you how to look at this sword. You have to look at the color and the formation of the sword..."

Just thinking about it, and then sweeping the swords in the house, Answer Ji can tell whether the swords in the house are good or bad at a glance. Although the swords in the house have no aura and are not magic weapons, they are just a bunch of ordinary products, but they are indeed There are a few good swords, it turns out that Ah Mo also taught him the magic weapon.

Answering Ziji's thoughts like this, in fact, only passed for a moment, but for no reason, Answering Ziji thought of a sentence: "If you look at it, or other people's random words, you can't help but think of someone. If you treat that person, you will really miss it." .”

"Xue Yangshun is a famous Xiangjian master now, and these swords were given by the famous masters of Xiangjian, because Xue Yangshun is obsessed with swords to the outside world," Tie Hammer said slowly, and then showed sarcasm, "It's just to say to the outside world. That's all."

Here, answering Ziji and his party were talking in Xue's mansion, and at this time a phantom flashed outside Xue's mansion, and then flashed past again, and then, the ghostly ghostly aura of Xiangsheng Spring in the ghost world faded a little , After a while, a tall and wet man emerged from the Spring of Rebirth, his eyes were slightly lowered, and the water droplets on his body slowly slipped down, but when it fell into the Spring of Rebirth, it was bright red. It turned out that the man's arm was scratched There were several openings, from which blood trickled out.

The man didn't seem to care about it, and he didn't heal his wounds. He flew out a wind blade out of thin air, and slashed at his arm. The green spring of death gradually turned dark red. Sinking, sinking into the spring of death, when the person disappeared, the spring water of the spring of death emerged, and the surface of the spring became green again, as if no one had ever been there.

"If the rumors about the artifact are true, Qi Ling may just be asleep. If Qi Ling is not dead, his master must still be alive. Then do you think they will wake up one day?"

The Spring of the Rebirth of the Artifact is the spring of the long river of time. The ghost of the spirit of the artifact can travel to and from the three thousand small worlds. After the long river of time is opened, the owner of the spring of death is the one who is said to have swam in the three thousand small worlds after completing the mission of the long river of time. God, but no one knows that he sleeps in the Spring of Rebirth, and the Spring of Rebirth with whom he has made a life-and-death contract also fell into a deep sleep, until one day they were awakened, and someone willingly paid the price for awakening, and the void of the new world gradually opened up. Opened a hole.

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The profession of a swordsman is a swordsman in history. There are stories about swordsmen in "Huainanzi" and "Han Feizi".

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