Raising Evil Spirits

Everyone was unavoidably surprised. Even Li Poxiao and Li Yushuang, who were still arguing, had stopped arguing. The owner of the courtyard did not even come to welcome them, which was too arrogant.

Taihua Jun walked in a wide open and closed posture, while shaking his sleeves and holding his head high on the other, with an unruly appearance, and when he opened the stone door of a stone room not far away, he made a bang, long sword. Falling on the ground, these swords are good and bad, and the materials are strange and varied, ranging from wooden swords to stone swords, iron swords, and spar swords. These categories are divided into several categories, and the whole way seems to extend like a tunnel. When it reached a deep place, there seemed to be an underground passage in this stone house. After the beckoning of Mr. Taihua, everyone followed in.

But Meng Xuejun did not continue to walk into it, and even reached out to stop the woman who wanted to follow into the stone house: "It must be drunk while lying down. If the woman has any inconvenience, it is inconvenient to go in."

A group of women were stunned, while Li Poxiao and I followed Taihua Jun all the way along the passage into this unique stone chamber.

There are swords everywhere here. There are all kinds of order and material. There is no end all the way. It can be seen that the sword master has really tasted all the swords in the world. I can also feast my eyes because of the Sun’s sword making method. , The more famous swords I have seen and the more swords I know, the ability to create finished swords will be strengthened, and the weaknesses of the created swords will be less and less. After this journey, I can almost conclude that I can The swords in the world are all known at odds and ends.

King Taihua saw us shocked and said with a smile: "The sword master has no other thoughts in this life, but he has studied the sword to the bones. Therefore, in addition to letting the old man send him to see him when he was making a sword, in his early years He walked the world and compared swords with the immortals. He also collected a lot of the appearance of swords, so he kept it here by casting a sword with a single thought. After countless years, the stock is abundant, so there are many famous swords in it. ."

And the more you go inside, the swords here have been randomly arranged from the original, and finally there is an independent sword storage in the back. There is even a jade book next to some swords, with the name of Kendo written on it. , And the record of the duel, all the men in our group were shocked.

"Unexpectedly, Master Jianjian really tasted the swordsmanship in the world, it really deserves to be named Master Jianjian!" Qing Wei Taishang said in surprise.

"Exactly, the Sword Master is a idiot who loves swords. He not only likes swords, but also kendo. Therefore, he can remember all the swords he has seen. If he meets a good one, he will ask for the sword. I made a copy and made one. If it is really impossible to make, I will figure it out with a single thought. Therefore, the sword here is true and true, and if it is false, it is also false." Tai Huajun smiled.

Everyone was shocked and felt that this Sword Master was indeed invincible, but this kind of existence that can construct an ideal home by itself is natural.

However, it only took three seconds to taste the sword master, and then the words fell, and there was a snoring sound inside, as if it was really like Meng Xuejun said, this taste sword master is drunk in the hidden sword stone room!

"Mengxue Jun is really accurate, it seems that he can't find the sword, and the sword is already drunk in the grotto." Taihua Jun suddenly smiled bitterly, but he did not avoid suspicion and took us into the grotto.

As the interior of the grotto gradually grew larger, everyone finally came to the inner area that should be half a mountainside. It was as big as a football field, or a semi-circular area. The center was a sword-making stand, and the surrounding area was everywhere. It was a treasure placed in the hollow sword pavilion. The densely packed swords formed an astonishing hidden sword hole surrounded by pieces, which shocked all the immortals present.

The swords that can be placed here are basically magic swords, and each has its own characteristics. Each one has a jade medallion. It looks really shocking. It is not necessary to taste the swordsmanship of the sword master. After all, after winning a strong one, there can be one more Tibetan sword grid here, which is equivalent to a representative of kendo, and the entire grotto counts thousands of Tibetan sword grids, it is simply difficult for him to defeat I imagined it, even many times more than me!

"This...this is just unimaginable..." Qing Wei said in a dumbfounded voice.

I also took a breath of air-conditioning, but at this time, Taihua Jun walked quickly to the central sword making table area, glanced at the burning fire, shook his head, and then walked to the other side of the stove and slept soundly. A man on the ground dragged it out!

At this moment, the male immortals of us were even more shocked. This is obviously not the first time that Taihua Jun's behavior is so familiar.

"Oh, taste Sword Sovereign, taste Sword Sovereign, this is more than fighting now, why did you fall asleep again? You have to look at it, the old can only bring them in, wake up, wake up!" Taihua Jun looked The other party was lying on the ground with his face down, and he quickly spared a scoop of water, and poured it directly onto the head of the sword master.

"Huh? Mr. Taihua... Am I going to sleep again..."

The people on the ground struggled, and then shook his stubborn head before struggling to sit up. His clothes were casual, his clothes were open and his chest was open until his stomach was exposed. Although his voice was quite masculine, the whole person was real. It's a bit uncut, and it's no wonder Meng Xuejun didn't let the female fairies in, this extremely casual attitude made people feel embarrassed.

Taihua Jun seemed to be used to it for a long time, he pulled his shirt down, and let him sit up before he was relieved.

Taste Sword Master glanced drunkly at his side, then pointed at us, and then laughed: "The swordsmanship of the juniors...all are good...especially this kid, vomit..."

Rolling his eyes, Master Jian Jian covered his mouth and stood up, and then looked to the left and right: "Master Taihua...hurry up... give me a sword, I want to play with... juniors... play……"

"Taste Sword Master, wasn't it okay just now? Why did you become drunk like this in a blink of an eye?" Taihua Jun glanced around, obviously there was no bottle of wine, and we were curious as to whether Taste Sword Master was pretending to be drunk. I am still really drunk. It stands to reason that in this spiritual world, there is no physical body, which means that there is no desire and no desire. Moreover, it didn’t take long to wake up and I was drunk and messed up. Either I didn’t drink much, or I really drank. too much.

"Taste the sword... if you don't drink wine, is it to taste... the sword lord?" The sword lord swayed, looking like he would fall down at any time, then stopped after turning around and looked at us and said: "By the way, don't worry about the sword, let's talk about it first, you...who...who will come first?"

"It's better to be drunk like this? Is this going to give benefits? If you win, can the rewards guaranteed by Taihua Jun be honored?" Xia Ruize laughed.