Chapter 87: : Spring Water Sword

Su Tingyun searched for the sword at the bottom of the sword-washing pool, causing Wanjian to shake, and the noise was not small. Naturally, not only Yan Yuqing found it alone.
Zhanyu heard it, but he didn't want to move at all.
He lived in a loft with Xiao Bu Dian, and Xiao Bu Dian heard the movement. He exclaimed, "Master, there is movement over the Sword Pond."
"Isn't your sister looking for a sword under the pond before, you might have angered the sword soul of an ancestor." Zhan Yu casually said.
"Then you don't go and see!" Xiao Bu stared wide-eyed and tapped the edge of the window with the big iron sword in his hand. "What happened to my sister, who cooks!"
Zhanyushen saw his movements, his eyes froze slightly. But he didn't mention anything, but continued: "What's the matter, Yan Yuqing is watching, otherwise why should I let her live there!"
Zhanyu laughed twice, "Your little uncle ’s two disciples were when they were physically long, and now they do n’t need food for cultivation, he must not provide Xiaoyun well. Otherwise, he would have to give the two children every day Looking for food, he got a headache! "
"Oh!" Since there is a little master uncle, that sister need not worry. Little cloth snacks.
Although Uncle Xiao is fierce, the whole Sword Island is also his most powerful and reliable.
...
Su Tingyun was thrown ashore by Yan Yuqing, and not far behind her was agave grass.
When she heard Xiaobai repeat the conversation between Master and Xiaobudian, she just felt that these two were too unreliable.
It just didn't occur to me that Xiao Bai's words were not over.
"Well, is there any movement in the Xijianchi?"
"Oh, Yan Yuqing is here." This seemed to be the voice of the head.
"The pool side? Anyway, it's at the door of the little master, so I won't go." This is the voice of the second master.
"No matter what, hey no matter what." The sound of tinkering with iron continued to appear.
Emotional Sword Sword House Everyone found the abnormality of the sword washing pool, but they were all a virtuous person, no one moved at all, except the uncle Yan Yuqing!
The uncle, who has to support his family, has to take care of big things and small things, is tired and ruthless.
In other words, she fainted at the bottom of the pond. If the uncle didn't come to pull her, she would probably soak in the water until dawn, and wait until the next day ...
It was still discovered by Uncle Xiao or his two apprentices, and it was a bit of a heartache to think about it.
Sighing, Su Tingyun began to see what the sword she pulled out of the water looked like.
The slender body of her sword was only a third of the width of a small cloth-dotted iron sword. The rust on the sword disappeared after the water came out, and it looked faintly green, like a new pupa leaf. The sword is thin and long, the blade is thin and sharp, and there are very small symmetrical rib patterns on both sides, and there is a red mark at the tip of the sword, as if stained with blood.
Su Tingyun carefully wiped it off, and found that the red mark was not a stain of contamination. It probably existed when the sword was cast.
She carefully held the sword to see the red mark on the tip of the sword, like a ray of blood in the faint blue water, the color of which was like a sunset in the sky.
There is no aura in the sword. There is no magic aura. It looks similar to the iron sword cast by the three divisions, but it can easily cut through Su Tingyun's aura ...
She held the sword and studied it for a while, and divided into a ray of divine knowledge into it. As a result, she felt a powerful power in the flying sword, and shocked her consciousness directly. Although she refused to snoop, She didn't hurt her Yuan Shen.
This means that although the sword did not recognize her, she did not intend to hurt her.
Uncle Xiao said that the Feijian at the bottom of the pool may have been used by the ancestors, and there may be a sword soul in it. Although she has selected this sword, she has not yet begun to raise a sword. It is normal for Feijian not to recognize her.
Su Zingyun touched the sword body with his fingers, "In the future, you are my flying sword. I do n’t know your name. Do you have a name? I ’ll ask about it tomorrow. If not, I ’ll name it for you. . "
She didn't rush to get the name, but took the sword and walked behind the strange stone in the main hall of Mojianlou. She stood quietly and looked up at the names, and suddenly said, "Here, is there your former master?"
This handsome Feijian owner should be a female sword repairer. Because the name contained the meaning of the sword in front of the host, Su Tingyun did not dare to look too carefully. She just came to see the host with the flying sword. After seeing it, she went back. What she didn't notice was that at the top of Kistler, there was another thin sword mark on the ambiguous name.
Su Zingyun walked back with a flying sword.
This sword is so sharp that she can't hold it like Xiaobudian, let the third division help cast a scabbard. Surely he does n’t have such good materials. Su Zingyun can only use the white leather in the end. Feijian was wrapped in it, but the white skin was too big, and she couldn't cut it without going into fire and water, and she couldn't walk around with a large skin every day.
I can only wait for Dabai to pick it up later, and let it make a small piece of her own skin, and make a scabbard to wrap her flying sword.
When the sky was bright the next day, Su Zingyun went out of the attic to make breakfast. She steamed the custard for the three children, and the others were lost.
Bai Chengyu started practicing his gun early in the morning. When he practiced his gun, his whole body was like a person. When he practiced his guns, he was so attentive that Su Tingyun didn't bother him.
She took the sword and went to the master to show the fish. She wanted to find out the name of the sword and who it was used for, but she was surprised when she saw the sword. "This sword looks good."
"Is there such a good sword under the sword-washing pond? Why didn't I find it?" He said with some regrets. "Baoguang is introverted, and his edge is not obvious, but it makes people dare not to underestimate. It is a fairy sword."
"Previously Ren Yi also gave his master a good sword, and I looked at it better than this one." Zhan Yu is a sword repairer, and he is also a man who knows swords. He said yes, this sword is not bad.
After Zhan Yu finished speaking, he took the iron sword in Xiaobudian's hand and waved with both hands. He heard only a slight sound. The big iron sword was easily broken and made two pieces.
Xiu Jian cut off the iron sword without making a sound, just like cutting tofu.
Although there was no sound in cutting the sword, Xiao Budian was stunned in the place after the sword was broken. After a while, he picked up the broken sword, and tears were already in his eyes.
Xiaobu took a deep breath and didn't hold back, holding the broken iron sword head in two without leaving. Su Tingyun knew that he was uncomfortable and was about to chase him, but was caught by Zhan Yu.
"I tell you this sword ..."
"Yu Jian in the door has no record of this sword." He paused. "Even if there were many people in the sword building before, everyone had a record. The name and the last flying sword were also carved on the stone, so This sword should have been collected by the predecessors. It is useless. Why not use it. I am afraid that it has a soul in it.
This is not the time to say this. Su Tingyun was in a hurry. Master had definitely hurt Xiao Budian's heart. Before, he would still quarrel with him, and this time he silently wiped away his tears.
"Master, Xiao Bu point him ..."
Zhanyu raised his hand to interrupt Su Tingyun and continued to say, "It's a good thing to know sadness and distress. Although he used to raise a sword, he has been reluctant to use his heart. He thought that holding the sword would be the last thing. He did not cast any spells, and easily took his sword to prove that he didn't take the sword seriously. After this time, if he can have some remorse, I will officially teach him swordsmanship. "
He coughed. "You're old and don't need me to say too much, but you also need to understand that sword is like life, do you know? These days, I have been holding the sword and raising feelings with it."
Older age older age ...
Well, she must be forty by now. This body looks like she's thirty or forty years old, but it fits her real age.
Speaking of age, Su Tingyun asked Master a little secretly, "Master, how old is the little master?"
"More than three hundred." Zhanyu casually replied, "When he was as old as you, he was already Jindan."
Su Tingyun: "..."
"Why is Jindan still?"
"He is now at the fifth floor of Jindan. Do you think that the strength has improved so much after Jindan? Your master I ..." Zhan Yu said here and glared at Su Tingyun, "I do n’t know what happened to you recently, Xiu Wei Progress is also fast, but you must avoid it, you must be pragmatic and do not deliberately go to the sky. Bai Chengyu is the same. You are not playing well, and you have no ability to cope with things. Ascension and thunderstorms will also cut you to death. Learn your little master and learn more from him! "
Su Zingyun nodded and said yes, just listened to Zhanyu again and said, "Don't wait for the other to do something else, make more delicious, I'll see your brother."
After saying that Zhanyu hurried away, Su Zingyun smiled a little. In fact, she, the master, still hurts a little. She prepared the meal according to the words, and when she was busy, she entered the attic with a sword.
"Since no one knows your name, how about I call you Chunshuijian?"
She looked at the slender flying sword, softly.
Chunshui Biyutian said this sword. I just don't know why it was buried deep in the bottom of the pool, and it has never been discovered. Since the encounter is a fate, she will cherish the sword, and use it to raise the righteousness, and she will stand up to her heart in the future.
When Su Tingyun practiced with her knees crossed, Chunshui Jian was set to one side, and her reiki ran for a big week. Just as she was about to continue the shock, she suddenly heard a soft humming.
It seems that Chunshui Jian shook a bit.
Afterwards, Su Tingyun heard the sound in the sword-washing pond. She listened intently, and suddenly heard a snoring moan.
Little Master!
At this time it was late at night, the moon stars were rare, and Yan Yuqing was practicing sword at the bottom of the pool alone.
Su Zingyun broke through the window, and she saw the uncle staying at the bottom of the sword-washing pool. Those flying swords at the bottom of the pool were like a sword array trapping him in the array, and numerous sword injuries appeared on his body Blood kept pouring, the bottom of the pool was dizzy, and half of the water was stained.