There was something wrong with my past life

"This is... Master's sword?"

Dongfang Qingyue was shocked when she saw the familiar wooden sword standing straight on the Imperial City Square, where no one could approach it for hundreds of meters.

She never expected that she would be able to see her master's sword here and in such an incredible way.

She has been practicing swordsmanship with her master since she was a child. She is very familiar with this wooden sword, which is known as the best sword in the world. What puzzled her was that the master always valued this sword as much as his life, and would never leave it unless there were special circumstances.

Now that the sword is here, where is the master?

Ning Ye, who also recognized the origin of this wooden sword, suddenly became excited: "Now that the sword is here, does it mean that the senior sword master has come to pick us up?"

He was overjoyed at the thought of this possibility.

In this alien world, he and his group can do whatever they want by virtue of their status as practitioners. In this alien world where fisting is the last word, they can live a life of unrestrained earth emperors who take away the lives of ordinary people.

But as the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as one's own doghouse. What's more, Ning Ye still has parents and relatives in her hometown and other people she can't let go of, so she naturally wants to go back as soon as possible.

Dongfang Qingyue shook her head and objected: "Master is not here, otherwise he would never leave the sword here!"

"Is that so, okay then."

The excitement that had just been ignited in Ning Ye's heart was extinguished by Dongfang Qingyue's words.

Looking a little disappointed, he pushed through the crowd and walked forward.

Although this wooden sword looks ordinary, there is nothing strange at all. In terms of sharpness, it can only cut tofu or something. As for cutting people, there is no need to think about it, but after all, this is the showmanship of the senior sword owner. It's better to take the sharp weapon back.

Yes, yes! As early as the first time she met the sword master, Ning Ye felt that in terms of his ability to show off, this sword master was truly a well-deserved formidable king. With his status, what kind of sword could he want? He insists on using a wooden sword and carving such an arrogant name on the sword. Isn't this deliberately showing off?

In fact, after learning about the sword master's identity and the world's top cultivation level, Ning Ye, who has normal thinking, also thought that this wooden sword, known as "the best sword in the world", is It is not a typical example of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. It looks like a wooden sword on the outside, but in fact it is some kind of unborn magical weapon, a very strong and powerful one. This wooden sword is just a superficial appearance.

Therefore, he has always been in awe of this best sword in the world. Every time he sees it, he can't help but wonder where this sword came from, how powerful it is! Just like the peerless swordsman described in those fantasy novels, one sword cuts off mountains and rivers, freezing fourteen states!

And this idea lasted until he took a walk one day after dinner and saw his daughter Xiao Lian squatting and playing happily in the courtyard with the sword owner's wooden sword. Then he accidentally dug it on a stone in the flower garden. After the best sword in the world broke into two pieces, Ning Ye completely retracted his idea.

Have you ever seen any magic weapon that can't even deal with a stone? Even if it is an ordinary sword used by ordinary swordsmen, it is the most basic to cut iron like clay!

From then on, Ning Ye realized the reality directly. This wooden sword was really just a wooden sword. The only special thing was that the name was very pretentious.

"Look! Another brat is overestimating his abilities and wants to try to draw a sword!"

Among the onlookers who were eating melons, someone saw Ning Ye walking towards the one standing in front of the Imperial City Square, so he yelled and called others to take a look.

Some of the onlookers have been watching here all day. The reason why these people are not tired is because they want to see someone draw the sword with confidence and then leave in disgrace, especially when they see those who are usually arrogant. The practitioners are exhausted and even more comfortable.

After all, this is a royal city, at the feet of the emperor. Compared with other border cities, the laws are very strict. Even if the practitioners are embarrassed and ridiculed by the crowd, they do not dare to use weapons in the city. Following the shout from the troublemaker, many people immediately turned their attention to Ning Ye. Even the crowd that was originally blocked in front of him even opened a special passage for him to come out.

Ning Ye suddenly felt a little unnatural with such eager attention.

Because he was here for the first time, he still didn't know what the situation was like and why there were so many melon-eating people gathered here.

"Young man, seeing as you are still young, you should look back quickly. Don't be too ambitious and try to draw the sword, dreaming of getting a magic weapon from the sky and flying into the sky. You should be down-to-earth and be a good person! As the saying goes, the magic weapon has a spirit. You can choose your own master, and the same is true for this heavenly weapon. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can control. Haven't you seen that all the big shots in the immortal sect have failed? Young man, if you try too hard, you will end up losing nothing. It’s nothing more than saving face, I’m just afraid that if you accidentally hurt yourself, your parents and relatives at home will be so sad!”

Not all of these onlookers are meddlesome people who like to watch the excitement. For example, now, a white-haired old man with a kind expression in the crowd blocked Ning Ye's way, hoping that he would know his way back, so as not to accidentally Injuring yourself makes your loved ones at home sad.

"You damn old man, why are you talking so much nonsense? It has nothing to do with you what others want to do! Don't panic, little brother, bravely go up and draw the sword. Maybe you can pull out this divine weapon and get the emperor. Appreciate it, and from now on you will live a life of a noble man with fine clothes and fine food!"

Another man in the crowd angrily yelled at the old man who had just reminded Ning Ye not to draw his sword. As for the following words, they clearly meant to encourage Ning Ye to be brave, but in fact they were hiding evil intentions.

Today, so many important people in the royal city tried to pull out this divine weapon, but no one could succeed. Some of them were determined to take the sword, and even fell into a coma after being seriously injured. Everyone didn't believe that the young man in front of them, who was ordinary from top to bottom, could successfully draw the sword.

What most people want to see is nothing more than the embarrassment of this person unable to draw his sword. It would be really interesting to see some blood or something.

After all, just watching the fun, of course I won’t take it too seriously!

Ning Ye was not a fool, and he quickly understood what was going on from this conversation. It turned out that these people who were watching were all here for the sword of the sword master.

But the problem is, these people said that many people have tried to pull the sword out of the ground and take it away, but they have failed.

However, Ning Ye, who had seen the best sword in the world destroyed by her daughter, was very puzzled. This was obviously just an ordinary wooden sword. How could it be so powerful?

"Thank you for the reminder, old man! Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention and won't show off!"

The sword must be drawn. After all, the sword owner treated me well. He gave him a bunch of treasures when they first met. Although these treasures came from shady sources and were stolen goods by force. Even though this big sword master always stares at me no matter what happens, which makes people panic, and he usually treats himself too well, which is beyond the scope of an ordinary friend he just met.

But Ning Ye always kept this friendship in mind, thinking that she would have the opportunity to repay it in the future.

Well... naturally the option of physical compensation is not included.

It is impossible to pay with flesh, even in this life! At this time, Ning Ye, who transformed into a gentleman, selectively forgot about the previous "physical repayment" of Long Liuxi and Dongfang Qingyue.

Although the old man prevented him from drawing the sword, Ning Ye knew that the other man had a kind heart, so he naturally reciprocated his kindness and declined politely with a smile.

And in order to repay the old man's kindness, Ning Ye also took out a bottle of longevity elixir from the storage ring where various items were piled up, and quietly stuffed it into the old man's sleeve.

These pills are naturally nothing to him now, but they are indeed extremely precious to ordinary people.

After doing this, Ning Ye continued to walk forward, intending to draw the sword.

For some reason, he always had a mysterious premonition in his heart that no one else could pull out this wooden sword, but if he tried to pull it out himself, he would definitely be sure to do it.