My cultivation script went astray

"Haha, that's right." Zhong Shiji clapped his hands and laughed, "Look at how forgetful I am, how I can forget such an important thing."

He stretched out his hand to the left, "Although my Zhong family is not a wealthy family, it still has a long history. The treasures accumulated over the past century are all in the gym. Please!"

Knowing that Zhong Yuling was going to recuperate, Chen Lang was not in a hurry and rushed all the way to the Zhong Family Gym.

"Master, the inside has been packed."

A servant with a sword stood by the door and signaled to Zhong Shiji, who happily introduced:

"Xiao Liu, this is Patriarch Zhong's beloved disciple, his surname is Chen Minglang."

The servant with the sword bowed his hands to Chen Lang again and saluted, "I have heard of Chen Xiaoyou's name a long time ago. When I saw him today, he is indeed very handsome. Come and sit here often when you have time. The Zhong family welcomes him at any time."

Chen Lang nodded casually and walked straight in.

Directly opposite the door is a long corridor with shelves on both sides. The floor looks like it has been cleaned recently, and there are still some water stains.

At the end of the corridor, Chen Lang saw a broken sword hanging on the wall at a glance. It was silver-black in color. It had been broken into more than a dozen pieces, but it was still hanging vertically. It must have been fixed in some way. .

During his time in Pingtian Cult, his soul induction was extremely powerful. The broken sword looked primitive to the naked eye, but in induction it was as bright as a lamp.

"My dear friend, you are indeed Patriarch Zhong's disciple. We are of the same mind." Seeing Chen Lang's gaze, Zhong Shiji knew what he wanted to ask.

"This is the real sword." He said.

"Who is Mo Ruzhen?"

"The second disciple of Patriarch Zhong is also your senior brother."

"The dead one?"

"right."

Chen Lang nodded, walked to the broken sword, and held the hilt in his hand.

"useless."

Zhong Shiji stopped him, "This sword is stained with a curse, and ordinary people will die if they touch it. Patriarch Zhong used his magical power to lock it here."

"Yeah?"

Chen Lang said, "Then you can touch it and see."

Zhong Shiji laughed, "When he died in the battle, his cultivation was at the golden elixir stage, and I was also at the golden elixir stage, so it's okay, but my little friend's realm is still shallow, and it's a bit too early to touch this now."

"That's it."

The Three Lives Disk appeared on Chen Lang's right hand and he grabbed it. He felt that he had vaguely entered the late stage of foundation building, rounding it off to the golden elixir stage, which should not be a big deal.

The moment he grabbed the hilt of the sword, he felt his hand go numb, and a strong murderous intent penetrated into his skin. At the same time, Chen Lang only felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if he was on a battlefield, surrounded by roars. Someone is laughing.

"Holy shit, it's even enchanted."

Chen Lang took his hand away and saw the tiger's mouth cracked. He shook it casually and blood dripped down.

"this"

Zhong Shiji was speechless and called to the servant at the door, "Bring the healing medicine and gauze."

This person refused to listen to my advice, and now he is going to suffer.

"As long as you have medicine, you don't need gauze. Bring an extra supply of medicine," Chen Lang said.

"Is my little friend seriously injured?" Zhong Shiji looked worried.

This is Patriarch Zhong's disciple. If something goes wrong in the Zhong family, it will be very troublesome.

"right."

Chen Lang stretched out his left hand again and grabbed the sword hilt, but the difference this time was that there was an extra talisman in his palm.

In an instant, his left hand also began to crack, the bones in his hand were broken, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

[Droken magic weapon detected. 】

[Do you want to enable the repair talisman? 】

A panel appeared in front of Chen Lang, he immediately selected [Yes], and then the talisman disappeared.

Instead, there was a blue ripple, which swayed from the palm of his hand, forming the outline of the sword, but unlike the broken fragments, the outline reflected a complete sword.

Click.

I saw that the fragments began to fit together automatically, the cracks disappeared, and finally they were integrated and repaired as before.

And that sharp aura gradually became restrained, and the illusion no longer appeared.

Zhong Shiji stood beside him, his eyes widened.

As the saying goes, a broken situation cannot be reunited. How long has this sword been damaged? Even if he is not sure about controlling it, Patriarch Zhong may be able to, but he will not do so because this dagger has a special meaning.

But this is not the key. The key is that this method of repair is the first time he has seen it.

"Could this be it?" Zhong Shiji thought of something.

"Yes." Chen Lang nodded.

"It turns out that such legends really exist." Zhong Shiji sighed with emotion.

He once heard that this sword has a spirit, and it was not broken. After the death of Zhong Haoran's second disciple Mo Ruzhen, it broke into several pieces on its own and refused to be used by anyone. If it is used by force, it will eat away. host.

He tried it with Zhong Sheng and other descendants, but none of them succeeded.

After Chen Lang got the sword, the strong killing power disappeared, and then a system completion prompt appeared in front of him.

[Repair successful, props have been formatted. 】

Chen Lang weighed it and poured the true essence into it. A little rust on the sword fell off, and the dark blade glowed brightly and made a slight chirping sound.

He took out the Seven-Star Sword and slashed at it.

With a clang, the Seven Star Sword broke, its blade level.

It's pretty cool, but the repair talisman is useless.

"The spirit in this sword is indeed magical, and it actually recognizes its owner." Zhong Shiji was filled with emotion, "The spirit of the sword has memory. I wonder how you convinced it?"

"Tao." Chen Lang said.

"Tao?" Zhong Shiji was slightly startled and fell into deep thought.

"Back then, Fellow Daoist Mo brought this sword to fight against monks from a foreign land. What the weapon spirit gave birth to was indeed a Tao consistent with the Heavenly Sword Sect.

But later it will break on its own, but for other reasons. Do you know that this sword has experienced it?"

"The past is gone. The important thing is that it is in my hands now, and I will give it a new beginning." Chen Lang said.

The sword looked like it had a story, but he usually didn't look at it.

Zhong Shiji sighed, "Okay."

The elder brother's sword is passed down by his younger brother. This is a good destination. Patriarch Zhong probably won't say anything.

Soon, the healing elixir came. Chen Lang swallowed it and applied ointment to simply stop the bleeding and heal the injury.

This injury is nothing. If you have time to accumulate a wave of energy in the Sanshengpan, it will be cured in minutes.

"Then let's go," he said.

"Walk?"

Chen Lang said, "I haven't picked out the treasure yet."

"Isn't this right?" Zhong Shiji was confused.

Chen Lang said, "This is called returning the thing to its original owner. I fixed it and paid the price. Besides, what is his name?"

"Mo Ruzhen."

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo is the senior brother I admire most, and he is not your senior brother. The sword is only temporarily stored with you. Do you know how I repaired this sword?"

"How to fix it?"

Chen Lang continued, "There is Senior Brother Mo's will in the sword. When I entered the door, I was already inspired. When I touched it, everything fell into place.

In short, it was this sword that wanted to follow me, not me who chose it. It doesn’t count as a gift from you, do you understand? "

".All right."

Zhong Shiji was helpless. Chen Lang had packed the sword, so it made sense. "Then you pick another one?"

"Um."

Chen Lang picked up the broken Seven Star Sword and hung it in its original position.

"I don't owe you anything either. Senior Brother Mo is a disciple of your Patriarch Zhong, and I am also his disciple. If Senior Brother Mo's sword is broken, mine is also broken.

Anyway, it's pretty much the same. Let's keep this sword here as a souvenir in the future. "

"…what he said is true."

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