The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

A sword will rust if it is not used for too long.

Then how to remove the rust and restore the coldness of a sword?

Of course, sharpen it with a whetstone.

Ouyang, who had been a Chinese class representative in his previous life, instantly understood the meaning, looked at the man in front of him with a cold face and said, "Do you want to use the life of a sword repairman as a whetstone?"

The man nodded, then shook his head and said: "Yes, it is not so much. It is not so much to use their lives as a sharpening stone, but to use their sword intent. Thousands of swords gathered together can make the fairy sword open , quite a good idea, isn't it?"

The way to kill so many people, said it lightly from the man's mouth, is like trampling a few ants to death.

"Immortal sword? I think it's a magic sword!" Ouyang sneered ironically.

"Immortal, devil! What do you think is the difference? In the end, isn't it just to become your own one?" The man sat cross-legged on the lake and looked at Ouyang and said with a smile.

"Cultivators are inherently selfish. For their own way, they can do whatever they can. Look at those sword cultivators who want to inherit Li Taibai's inheritance, aren't they the same?" The man stared at Ouyang without giving an inch and said.

"That's what demons do. A true practitioner only seeks to pursue his own path in an upright manner!" Ouyang also countered.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally the man gave up first, propped his hands on the water, leaned back and said lazily: "Whatever, it's all the same anyway, it's just an excuse to put on a layer of grandeur."

"Are you a sword spirit? You made this game just to give yourself a head start?" Ouyang's heart skipped a beat. His second child wanted to inherit Li Taibai's inheritance, so wouldn't he also inherit the sword?

Would such a sword that kills like a dog pose any threat to the second child?

"I'm not the sword spirit, uh, this statement is a bit wrong, the other me is the sword spirit!" Qingshan thought for a while and said.

As soon as Qingshan finished speaking, the handsome dog's mouth had already stretched out in front of the man's face.

"Tell me everything about you, or I'll kill you now!" Ouyang said standing in front of the man.

Seeing Ouyang Senran threatening him, the man smiled and said: "Do you still care about that kid? Okay, okay, let me say!"

Ouyang began to send true energy into Liangzi's body, and the man immediately raised his hands to express his surrender.

The man stood up, took the grass root in his mouth, took off his green shirt and put it on himself, looked at the unchanging scenery in the distance, and said softly: "Li Taibai and I are close friends, in order to fulfill Li Taibai, I will throw myself into the sword furnace He forged the most powerful fairy sword in the world, and because of this sword, Li Taibai successfully entered the fairyland!"

"Xiaobai's best friend from his previous life?" Ouyang looked at the man in front of him who was lost in memory, and felt that there was a big melon in it. With a shake of his hand, a miniature record stone appeared in his hand.

But the man still said to himself: "At first I thought I was dead too, but when I regained my consciousness, I realized that I was trapped in that sword. At that time, I was the one you said just now. sword spirit."

But when his consciousness regained consciousness, it happened after Li Taibai's fall.

This dear friend of mine killed all the immortals in the world, and in the end he also ended up in a state of death.

Originally thought that he would also be buried here forever, but the small world Li Taibai opened up as a fairyland wrapped himself up and disappeared in this world.

The years are too long, long enough to drive me crazy, and as a sword spirit, I suddenly find that I can manipulate the small world left by Li Taibai!

Probably because I am Li Taibai's natal sword, this small world automatically recognized itself as the master of this world after Li Taibai's death.

What can a sword do?

Can't do anything!

Even though he was conscious, he could only sit helplessly in the sword, and spent an unknown number of years.

Sword spirits don't sleep, don't eat, and don't even breathe.

In these endless years, I have been stuck in this small world as a sword, unable to move.

After turning over and over all the things that can be recalled and all my crazy fantasies in my mind for countless times.

I am crazy!

The man turned his head to look at Ouyang, and said in a daze: "I'm crazy! I don't know when I was crazy, but I was really crazy at that time. I started to resent, resent the world, resent Li Taibai, resent myself, resent everything Everything! But resentment is useless, I am still trapped in that sword."

And the only remaining reason was squeezed out by endless resentment, and finally the cautious reason was pushed out of the sword, that is me you saw!

The man's tone became low, as if he was caught in a strange memory, and the words in his mouth still kept going.

Obviously it was because I was trapped in the sword that the endless resentment arose, but in the end it was my only reason that left the sword, which is really ridiculous to say.

And the rationality that was squeezed out of the body, that is, the me you see now, began to wander in the world left by Li Taibai.

After wandering for countless years, almost every plant and tree in this world has been imprinted in his mind, and he can control everything here as he pleases.

But I can't leave here, I seem to have become a whole with the world, so I have nothing to do here to build a grave for my old friend,

Although Li Taibai's bones dissipated in the world after his fall, the clothes and storage bags were still preserved, and the sword was inserted deep in the tomb.

"How does this story sound?" Qingshan asked, looking at Ouyang with her head tilted.

Ouyang nodded and said, "That sounds ridiculous!"

"It's really ridiculous, but it really happened!" Qing Shan agreed, but also spread his hands to express his helplessness.

"Then what is the inheritance of Jianzong? Why did Li Taibai become the ancestor of Jianzong?" Ouyang asked.

Qingshan glanced at Ouyang in surprise, pointed to the dog Ouyang was holding and said, "You should ask Pretty Boy about this, right?"

The dachshund named Liangzi looked at the green shirt in confusion, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and said in a low voice: "I, I was just a scabbard."

A scabbard to protect the sword!

There was once a young man who stumbled into this place by mistake. The intimacy of the young man made the dachshund think he was back, and he also carried the lotus sword intent that belonged only to Li Taibai.

So the dachshund gave him his notes.

But the boy never came back after he left.

When I saw the boy again, the boy was already a gray-haired old man.

Only then did the dachshund recognize him. He turned out to be Jiantao on the hilt!

When Li Taibai died, the spike of the sword remained in the world, and a young boy was transformed into a boy.

Until he came back in old age with gray hair, the dachshund and the old man who had sat dead had been silent for each other.