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The sword blade was cold, and the sword light not only made the entire secret room much whiter, but the sword light flashed in Chang Qingzi's eyes, making his hair stand on end and giving him the urge to run away.

He swallowed hard and said humbly: "Sir, why do you want a mortal sword?"

"What's wrong with the mortal sword? Can't the mortal sword kill people? Can't it kill immortals?"

Chang Qingzi said quickly: "No, no, I don't think this mortal sword is worthy of your mastery of swordsmanship."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I just think this sword suits me." Chen Jun's mana poured into the sword body, and the sword became colder and colder, like needles pricking the skin, making the faces of the two people around him green and Xiao Yu look pale.

Big changes.

The blade of the sword was more than four feet long. Under the influence of his magic power, light like clear spring waves flowed on the sword, illuminating the entire room.

"Zhengzheng~Zhengzheng~"

The long sword trembled continuously in his hand, and the sword roar erupted into the air, as if the roar of a dragon was born, releasing the sharpness and surprise that had been buried for hundreds of years in one fell swoop.

"Sir, please collect your spiritual power quickly." Chang Qingzi, who was closest to Chen Jun, had his skin bleeding from the cut and had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Chen Jun smiled and withdrew his spiritual power, and the long sword turned into an ordinary white blade without any spirituality or light of the divine sword.

When Xiao Yu saw the previous scene, he looked excited and said, "Sir, this is a divine sword. Have we been mistaken all along?"

"You give it a try?" he smiled.

Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, but couldn't bear the excitement of seeing the divine sword. He poured spiritual power into his body, but there was still no abnormality at all.

"Master, come and try."

Xiao Yu thought that the training time was still short, so he asked Chang Qingzi to test the sword. After receiving Chen Jun's permission, he also poured spiritual power into it, but there was no change.

"It's still an ordinary sword. It's just fused with strange iron. The sword body can carry spiritual power. It doesn't have a trace of spirituality. It's far worse than the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon." Chang Qingzi cupped his hands and clasped his fists, "Sir, I pride myself on my eyesight. I'm sure.

There’s no mistaking it, this is just an ordinary sword.”

"You're right."

Chen Jun nodded in agreement with his statement, but had no intention of pursuing such a boring question and asked: "What is the name of this sword?"

"The sword has no name, and the man didn't leave a name either. It's just that we in South Vietnam left a story that is almost forgotten for future generations."

Xiao Yu looked very regretful. He didn't expect it to be a secular mortal sword. Although this sword was a peerless sword in the secular world, it was much inferior to the sword in the world of cultivation.

"Sir, you might as well give this sword a name."

"He died in his infancy and became a sword without a name. I gave him a name. It would be better for the world to name this sword in the future."

"Thank you very much. Help me to replace the South Vietnamese leader."

Chen Jun walked out of the treasure house with his sword in hand. When the two of them went out, they saw a long dark night, stars hanging in the sky, and no one in sight.

Two days later, the two people slowly walked into the bustling capital of South Vietnam.

"You said there is a shocking sword energy explosion here?"

"Yes."

"Qingyunmen?"

"No, according to the death sword marks on the bodies of several masters of our Holy Sect and the news from the Hehuan Sect, this man's swordsmanship is extremely varied and brilliant. It is not the Qingyun Sect's swordsmanship style, and there are no traces of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao.

"

A man who looked like a scholar and scribe said, "In these troubled times, how about coming to my holy door? Take me to see it?"

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"A few days ago, under the pavilion, if Jin Ping'er had not used the Hehuan Sect's secret method, he would have been killed by this sword. However, despite this, he was injured by the sharp sword energy even after he escaped."

The scribe touched the entire smooth section of the pavilion and his eyes flickered: "The swordsmanship of Tongtian, which is rare in the world, is indeed not the style of Qingyun Sect. The return of the Holy Sect is imminent. There can be no mistakes. Find him out for me."

Heyang City.

Chen Jun had just stepped to the city gate. Yi Xian had already calculated when he would come in and was waiting outside.

Seeing Chen Jun's calm and elegant posture, he looked excited, "But I found the elixir."

"I found it. The three elixirs from Nanyue are here, enough to treat you."

The two then walked quickly to the inn and saw the girl Xiaohuan lying flat on the bed. Zhou Yixian stuffed the pill into her mouth and immediately used the soul method of physiognomy without anyone noticing.

He never shied away from Chen Jun's technique, but it was an eye-opener for him.

For half a day, Zhou Yixian was sweating profusely, and Xiaohuan made a continuous coughing and coughing sound from his throat. After a while, he suddenly woke up and said, "Grandpa, you scared me to death."

"Grandpa, I thought I would never see you again." Xiao Huan hugged Yi Xian and cried while crying on the other side, "I want to eat candied haws."

"I will sell it to you when I make money in the future." Zhou Yixian comforted her for a moment, pointing at Chen Jun, "You owe your life to this brother, thank him quickly."

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

When Xiaohuan saw Chen Jun, his eyes flashed with fear like a deer, but when he took out the candied haws behind him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Thank you, Brother Chen. Brother Chen will live a long life and be rich and blessed.

"

"You must be cursing me." Chen Jun laughed angrily.

"Don't eat candied haws, as it will easily lead to tooth decay."

Xiaohuan burst into tears and joked for a while. Chen Jun saw that she had regained her innocence and there was nothing wrong with her, so he gave her the candied haws.

After Xiaohuan fell asleep, Yiyi Xian closed the door and his eyes fell on the sword Chen Jun carried on his back, "Didn't you find the Nine Heavenly Irons that day?"

"I have never been lucky enough to have this sword."

Zhou Xian was confused: "Fantasy Sword?"

"I am a mortal, so the sword I hold in my hand is naturally a mortal's sword. What's more, this sword is not ordinary, but no one has the insight to recognize it." Chen Jun said calmly, "How can there be so many differences between a divine sword and an ordinary sword?

There are only the most suitable swords and the people who use them. The current headmaster of Qingyun Sect, Master Daoxuan, is no longer worthy of a sword, but who in the world can underestimate him?"

"It seems I've been worrying too much." Zhou Xian still shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that I don't have much to give you."

"Since you feel guilty, you might as well tell me the stories of your travels to various places. I always like to listen to stories and take pleasure in them."

"Okay, enough stories." Zhouxian Xian laughed and said, "How can you have stories without wine? I'll serve you some wine. There are high-rollers here, so I'll send you the thirty-year-old flower carvings from your store."

The two of them had a great conversation, chatting together over fresh peanuts, soy sauce beef and other side dishes to go with wine.

This kind of atmosphere is great. Understanding the local customs and the different cultures of each place also gave Chen Jun a lot more understanding of the world.

After a long time, Zhou Yixian drank the wine in one gulp, flopped down on the table, and snored into a deep sleep.

What is the world of games? This is it, which makes people envious.

Chen Jun shook his head and smiled. Although he was a little tipsy, the altar was clear and he walked out of the restaurant singing a ballad.

His good fortune is not good, but he is lucky to know that two excellent places of good fortune can make up for it.

The Book of Heaven is hidden in the Ten Thousand Cave Cave of Kongsang Mountain in the Blood Refining Hall, and in Xiaochi Town, a hundred miles away from Heyang City, there is the Mysterious Fire Mirror, the supreme treasure of the Fenxiang Valley.

The former was a long way and the situation was complicated, while the latter was closer and easier to harvest. Immediately, Chen Jun flew into the air with his sword. After half a day, he looked at the words on the stone tablet and finally arrived at his destination.

Chen Jun strolled in and heard the voices gradually getting louder. The ancient road ran straight through the small town. There were houses and shops along the road, but more of them were on both sides of the road.

The vendors who set up stalls directly walked along the street, and the sound of hawking could be heard all the time. It was really a picture of the world.