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The sound of the sword's sound spread throughout the entire Demon Sect, and everyone in the Demon Sect, no matter whose sword it was, trembled violently.

Even the wooden hairpin in Second Senior Sister's hair trembled slightly.

The second senior sister stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the wooden hairpin, seeming to straighten it. Under her touch, the wooden hairpin quickly calmed down.

At the top of the Demon Sect, Shen Yan and others had already gathered together. Lin Chan was their junior sister and a born swordsman, so naturally they couldn't help but pay attention.

Of course, also to start a bet.

After hearing the sound of the approaching sword, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Shen Yan took the lead and flew towards Zangshan. The five of them soon arrived at the foot of Zangshan.

"Uncle Third Master." Everyone first saluted Zhuge Laifu who was waiting for Lin Chan at the foot of the mountain.

Zhuge Laifu nodded. Like everyone else, he was looking up at the top of Zangshan Mountain.

With their strength, the thick fog on the Tibetan Mountain may block their sight, but it will definitely not block their spiritual perception.

They could sense that the sword energy on the top of the mountain was constantly making sword sounds. It seemed a little urgent, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in the urgency.

The sound of the sword continued for a few more breaths, and then became quiet.

How should I put it? The sword energy was so close that it seemed to be showing restraint. After making a few sword sounds to remind Lin Chan, he quickly chose to be quiet.

It has its own stand, with a very high posture and a bit of an upright attitude.

For some unknown reason, it seemed to have taken a fancy to Lin Chan and chose her for the first time, wanting her to take it out of Tibetan Mountain.

It waited and waited at the top of the mountain, waiting for Lin Chan to reach the top of the mountain.

When the time comes, it will first float in the air to examine her, and after it has fully set its airs, it will tremble slightly to show its approval of her. Then, with her face looking excited, he left Zangshan with her.

But what he didn't expect was that Lin Chan stopped right at the spirit sword!

What are you doing!

In fact, even Shen Yan and others were surprised.

They didn't think they could take away Jian Qi nearly before. They hoped that Lin Chan would take away [Ding Fengbo]. That is the sword of their senior sisters, the senior sisters they respect!

But just now Lin Chan didn't seem to have the intention to continue climbing. She walked directly towards the broken sword. It wasn't until the sword's energy was almost unbearable that she stopped, and then looked towards the top of the mountain doubtfully.

There was a lot of confusion on the small face.

She seemed to be wondering, how could a sword scream so loudly?

"It...its voice is so loud!" Lin Chan said in her heart.

The sudden sound of the sword just now was like thunder on the ground to her. The intensity of the sound was as strong as thunder, which startled the timid Lin Chan, causing her thin and small body to tremble violently. one time.

On the contrary, the broken sword in front of him still looked like a gossamer, as if it would "die" at any time.

It was like a dying old man, lying on the bed. The vibration he just received from the cicada and the faint sound of the sword could be regarded as a reflection of his past.

Lin Chan felt like he could feel its emotions. It wasn't begging for anything, but... it was a little unwilling?

Yes, just unwilling.

Lin Chan now faced two choices.

One is the broken sword placed in front of her, a sword that is barely surviving.

The second is the sword Qi Ning suspended on the top of the mountain, a high-spirited sword.

The two seem to be two extremes!

And under Jian Qi Jin's sword cry, all the swords in the entire Tibetan Mountain fell silent, as if they had succumbed to Jian Qi Jin's lewd power.

The [Ding Feng Bo] also chose Quiet, because it was Yan Shu's sword, and Yan Shu was Yan Li's first disciple. Its close relationship with the sword was different from other swords.

Only this broken sword is still sending out a faint call, conveying its own will.

It is not willing to give in!

It is really unwilling!

I just don’t know if it is unwilling to die, or if it is unwilling to do something else.

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Back mountain, cave.

Lu Xun couldn't help but frown slightly as he listened to Mao Nanbei's description.

"Broken sword? Where did the broken sword come from?" He couldn't help but ask.

It had actually only been a few months since he last climbed the mountain.

He remembered clearly that when he was climbing the mountain, there was no such broken sword on the mountain.

The Broken Sword was so special. If it had been on the mountain at that time, Lu Xun would have noticed it at a glance.

It was as if a severely disabled person suddenly appeared in a row of people with sound limbs. It was too obvious.

The weirdest thing is that even if this sword is broken, even if the sword spirit is dying, it still has the level of a high-grade spiritual sword. So, until it is intact, it is at least an immortal sword, at least a purple level!

During this period of time in the Demon Sect, has any cultivator with a purple-level sword passed away?

Not really!

So where did this sword that appeared out of thin air come from?

All of this reveals a trace of weirdness, and I always feel that there is something hidden in it!

Lu Xun asked in a low voice: "Xiao Chan'er still hasn't continued climbing?"

"No." Mao Nanbei's expression turned serious.

That's how close the sword energy is! On the mountain, the sword energy has been cultivated to the extreme by the senior brother's sword cultivation skills!

"Why is she still hesitating? She's really anxious!" Sitting Mao Nanbei couldn't help but stamp his feet, but because he was too short and his legs were too short, he just kicked in the air, which looked a little funny and cute.

On the contrary, Lu Xun thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Xiao Chan'er was born with a sword. She is particularly sensitive to swords. Maybe she sees something that we can't."

"Junior brother! That's a close sword!" Mao Nanbei's cat eyes widened, his cat ears stood straight, and his little face was serious.

"I know, but let Xiao Chan'er do what she wants, as long as she likes it." Lu Xun said, "What's more, she is the only one who can make decisions on Zangshan Mountain."

Lu Xun actually asked himself just now, how would I feel if Lin Chan took that broken sword?

He felt that he would be disappointed for a while, but he would not be angry or dissatisfied.

This little mute has suffered so much. As her master, Lu Xun hopes that she can live a smooth and happy life in the future.

After this period of getting along, he loved her from the bottom of his heart.

If she wants this broken sword, then take it!

Isn't it just that I will receive less mission rewards? I'll just wait until the public beta is released and double the money on the cheating players. What's the big deal?

As for the closeness of the sword energy... what a stinking arrogant you are! Your wife has run away with me, and you still look like shit! Why are you so arrogant? Even posing!

He also warned himself: "If Xiaochan'er chooses Broken Sword later, when she comes back, I must pretend to be very satisfied and don't hit her. My expression must be in place and I must show it when she comes back. At the level of a movie star, this little girl is actually delicate!"

After completing his psychological preparation, Lu Xun sat with Mao Nanbei and waited for Lin Chan's choice.

Lin Chan, who was on Tibetan Mountain, quickly made his decision!

She glanced at the top of the mountain again, then resolutely took a step forward, reaching for the broken sword.

This broken sword that was still alive reminded her of her grandfather before he passed away.

Grandpa was lying on the hospital bed at that time, breathing heavily, looking at himself weakly, and kept mumbling: "I don't dare to die, I don't dare to die..."

He was worried about his mute granddaughter, so even if he only had one breath left, he was still fighting.

This broken sword is also fighting.

It’s just that manpower is sometimes poor, and grandpa dies after all.

But this sword is different.

Lin Chan had an intuition that she seemed to be... able to help it?

She did not forget the beautiful master's words. Just now when the sword sound came from the sword, she relied on the special nature of her natural sword fetus to feel it carefully.

Then, she made her own judgment:

——This broken sword, if it were not too weak now, would definitely be no worse than the sword on the top of the mountain!

She felt that this broken sword was the best sword on the mountain!

Although Jian Qi was very arrogant, Lin Chan was always a polite child. Just like when she refused other magic weapons before, she also bowed slightly toward the top of the mountain to express her apology, and then directly held the broken sword. The hilt of the sword!

A white light enveloped her and teleported her out.

Jian Qi near the top of the mountain was obviously confused, and he let out a sword sound again, looking a little angry.

Didn't choose me! ? You didn't choose me! ?

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But Lin Chan has been teleported to the foot of the mountain.

The white light flashed, and Lin Chan's thin figure emerged, her thin arm holding the broken sword tightly.

In the wooden house at the foot of Zangshan Mountain, the mute old man did not come out of the wooden house. He had a happy smile on his face, then slowly bent down, bowed deeply in the direction of Lin Chan, and gave a big salute. And he didn't get up for a long time.

At the top of the back mountain, a gentleman in white stood outside the small study, looking up at the white clouds in the sky, with a faint smile on his face, and...

- Deep memories.

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