Chapter 1168: Reforging the Heavenly Sword
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Ungodly Evil Spirit
- Wu Di Jian Ke
- 1404 characters
- 2021-01-30 04:42:10
"Junior Ye Fan, see Senior Jianya!"
After a while, Ye Fan suddenly knelt down on one knee.
The person in front of him not only looks exactly like Jian Ya, but also has a very similar temperament.
Jian Ya is the creator of the Heavenly Sword, and Ye Fanhuang's ancient sword art has been passed down. This martial skill has solved countless troubles for Ye Fan.
"Hehe, Jianya is me, but I am not Jianya. My name is Jianzhongxian, and I will call me the sword ancestor for the sake of face!"
The old man laughed after hearing this, speaking very vulgarly, he knew that Ye Fan would have this exciting scene.
"What?" Ye Fan was even more surprised when he heard this. This person is indeed the ancestor of swordsman. Listening to his tone, he has an extremely complicated relationship with Jianya.
"I once had a chance thousands of years ago, I entered a unique realm of wandering in the emptiness, my soul wandering in all kinds of planes, when I passed through a barren land, there was a meteorite outside that place one day, extremely precious , I don’t want to see the treasure sink, so I leave it with a trace of divine thought."
Jianzu was plunged into reminiscences and the past, as if he enjoyed the time of vain wandering, he continued to explain after a while: "The years are rushing, the spirit grows, and the consciousness of being alone has become a kendo wizard, and he has discovered The meteorite that day was used to make swords. It was not until later that I knew that the barren land was the pale yellow land that had disappeared for a long time, and you came from there!"
"The Divine Sense that the predecessor said is Senior Jianya, and the Heavenly Sword is the meteorite outside the sky?"
Ye Fan already had the answer in his heart, no wonder Jianya was such a genius at the beginning, and his feelings were transformed by Jian Ancestor's spiritual thoughts.
It's just that the magical wandering is too vague, it seems too mysterious, the trace of the sword ancestor's spiritual thought, actually affects the future generations.
"Yes, the power contained in the meteorite outside the sky is extremely powerful, otherwise I would not have left divine thoughts for it at the beginning. At the moment when the heavenly sword was made, my divine thoughts were forcibly obliterated by the heavenly meaning. I came down, and finally came to me, everything is destined!"
Jian Ancestor nodded lightly, his gaze finally fell on the sky sword, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"That Wild Ancient Sword Art, and all the deeds of Senior Jianya, do you know about it?"
Ye Fan continued to ask, maybe he could get more history of the Blue and Yellow Land from Jian Ancestor.
"Even though Jianya is a divine mind, it gradually deviates from my perception. I only know a rough idea about his deeds. As for the wild ancient sword technique, it is the original sword technique of the Canghuang Land, and Jianya integrates them. It can be said that it has nothing to do with me!"
Jianzu explained in detail.
After hearing this, Ye Fan was somewhat disappointed, but thinking that Jian Ancestor didn't even know the name of the Yellow Land at first, it was understandable.
"Senior Jian Ancestor, so to speak, we do have fate, you and Jian Ya are one, both are my benefactors, and you will be worshipped by the younger generation!" Ye Fan really did not expect the two to have such a relationship, which is complicated at the same time. , It also appears very clear.
He could completely regard Jianzu as the real sword cliff and cast the sky sword, but it was actually the idea of Jianzu.
"No need to be like that, I understand your gratitude to Jianya, so I just want to see you this time, and take a look at this Heavenly Sword by the way!"
Jian Ancestor stepped forward and helped Ye Fan up, very kind.
Ye Fan glanced at Jian Zu in amazement, and now that he has been in contact with him, this old man is simple and unpretentious, and he is completely unable to combine him with the previous voice.
"Senior, you just said that this Heavenly Sword was cast by a meteorite outside the sky, but its power is in the heavens..."
Ye Fan finally fell silent, although the Heavenly Sword was as gorgeous and white as ever, but its sharp aura couldn't even be compared to a single purple bamboo here.
This sword light can't hurt the saint at all.
"As far as I know, the Heavenly Sword was divided into five parts under the power of heaven and earth, but how can the real meteorite be shaken by the heaven and the earth? The sword cliff is just a ray of my divine mind to develop the power of the heavenly meteorite. One of them!"
Jian Zuyu said surprisingly.
"One thousandth!" Ye Fan exclaimed. Could this Heavenly Sword be a thousand times stronger?
"Tianwai meteorite is far from simple as you think. It is extremely difficult to dig out the power." Jianzu explained, his tone serious.
"Ye Fan, can I take a look at the Heavenly Sword in your hand?" Jian Zu suddenly demanded when he saw Ye Fan still recalling his words.
"This thing is your thing, naturally!"
Ye Fan immediately handed the Heaven Sword to Jian Zu's hand.
"This sword is flashy and not real, and there is a big problem with Jianya's casting method!"
Jianzu touched the sky sword and immediately criticized it.
Ye Fan heard a strange feeling in his heart, Jianzu said Jianya, not just himself.
However, in Jian Ancestor's heart, Jian Ya has become an independent individual, but Jian Ya has a subtle connection with him.
This is the same truth with blood kinship.
"Sword Ancestor, the sword has been forged, and Senior Jianya can't be blamed!" Ye Fan said with emotion.
Even if Jianya is dead, he still has to say a few words.
"It's a pity that heavenly meteorite, but now there is a way. The Dayan Divine Stone on your body has evolving power. Maybe it can make this Heavenly Sword regenerate a miracle. Would you like to try it?"
Jian Ancestor was a little sad, but his eyes quickly lit up.
"How to try?" Ye Fan asked subconsciously.
"Using the Dayan Divine Stone, perhaps the Heavenly Sword can be recast." Jian Zu said astonishingly again.
"Recast Heaven Sword!"
Ye Fan was taken aback by these words and just wanted to agree, but his face quickly sank and said: "Sword Ancestor, it is natural to recast the Heavenly Sword, but Feiyunmen is in danger at this moment. I cannot be so selfish. Things are used on the sky sword!"
"Hehe, you and I are destined, if you are in trouble by then, Jianzhu Mountain Villa will do your best, you can rest assured!"
Jianzu smiled kindly and directly lays down the ticketing road.
"Really! That's great!"
Ye Fan was a little excited when he heard this. From Jian Zu's body, all he saw was the shadow of Jian Ya.
Jianzu, like Jianya, took good care of him, which moved Ye Fan very much.
Jianya once hoped that Ye Fan could carry forward the Heavenly Sword and the Wild Ancient Sword Art, but now there is hope.
"Give me your Dayan Divine Stone, and this Heavenly Sword. After one year, I will give you a brand new Heavenly Sword!"
Jian Ancestor threw the ground and gave Ye Fan hope.
"What! One year!"
Ye Fan was a little speechless when he heard this, and it took a year to recast the Heavenly Sword.
"In the years of the saint, only one year in the blink of an eye, my old body can finally move. I hope that this time I can make a masterpiece and show the true power of the meteorite that day!"
Jian Zu explained expectantly.
Sword-making was his favorite thing, and he did not hesitate to struggle for thousands of years.
"Senior Sword Ancestor, you must be able to!" Ye Fan nodded heavily.
Although it took a little longer, it was better than putting the Heaven Sword here.
"Take this thing, if the Feiyun Gate is in trouble, you can crush it." Jianzu finally took out a pocket sword, only the size of a thumb, and handed it to Ye Fandao.
"Thank you Jianzu, that junior has left first, and I will see you another day!"
Ye Fan took it over respectfully and said goodbye.
"Well, one year later, just remember to come and take the Heavenly Sword!" Jian Zu nodded, not forgetting to remind.