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Seeing that the three of them had nothing to do, they asked the other four to come in carefully.

Wang Gui glanced at him unkindly. This behavior undoubtedly put the three of them on the same level as the young man before. However, he knew that this kind of situation is common in the industry, not to mention that everyone has only worked together.

There was no deep friendship a few times, and now was not the time to fall out with them.

Dead Taoist friends are not dead Taoists. These people have long developed a thick skin, and there is no expression of embarrassment on their faces.

The treasures that were eager to see before are now being avoided, but everyone will still take a few glances at the shining pile in the middle from time to time.

The weapons on the weapon shelf have been treated using the above method. Two thousand years have not made them rusty, and they are still shining coldly. Any of these weapons are antiques if you take them out and sell them to those enthusiasts or enthusiasts.

Collectors can at least be worth hundreds of thousands or even millions. How many rows are there? How much can they sell for? It seems a bit difficult to calculate.

I was happy to see it, but no one came forward to touch it, so I could only watch carefully from a distance of more than one meter.

"Is this Wu Gou?" Poppy Hua pointed at a weapon and said.

Wu Gou is a popular scimitar in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is made of bronze. The blade is curved and has a structure suitable for chopping. It consists of a head, a blade, a guard and a handle. It has an edge on one side and is in the shape of a knife.

The curved side without a sharp edge is called the back of the knife.

It is a model of cold weapons, full of legend, and was later written into poems by literati of all dynasties. It has become a spiritual symbol of galloping on the battlefield and inspiring the country. In many literary works, Wu's sharp weapons have surpassed the sword itself and become a weapon.

A spiritual symbol of bravery, good at fighting, perseverance and perseverance.

There is a poem by Li He in the Tang Dynasty that goes, "Why don't men bring Wu hooks and take them to the fifty states in Guanshan." The Wu hooks here no longer only refer to Wu hooks themselves, but generally refer to weapons in general.

The boss nodded and said: "It is indeed Wu Gou." Although it is just a simple weapon, its value now is no less than those famous swords.

On a separate shelf at the very back was a sheathed sword.

Everyone can see that this sword must be extraordinary, otherwise it would not be placed so preciously at the back, and it also comes with a scabbard.

"Professor Han, do you know what kind of sword this is?" The boss asked Professor Han. They are not lacking in understanding of antiquities, but after all, they are from Yeluzi, and they have learned everything by themselves.

, it is not as good as the system known by Professor Han who specializes in this in the university.

Professor Han looked at the shelf carefully and considered it before saying: "It's hard to understand with the scabbard, but if I guess right, this should be the Shadow Sword among the top ten famous swords in China. Among the top ten famous swords

Among the swords, only the Shadow Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword are as slender as this, but the Fish Intestine Sword is not so long, so it should be the Shadow Sword?"

Poppy Flower asked: "How does Professor Han know that this is one of the ten famous swords and not another sword?"

Professor Han said with a smile: "Now I am seventy percent certain that this is the mausoleum built by Tao Zhugong. With his wealth and experience, it seems unreasonable that he would put an ordinary sword here so preciously, right?"

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The Chengying Sword is a delicate and elegant sword, and the legend about it is also a bit magical.

It is said that one dawn in ancient times, when the sky was black and white, a pair of hands slowly raised up. In the hands of both hands was a sword hilt. Only the hilt was missing and the sword body was not visible. However, it was faintly visible on the north wall.

Casting an erratic sword shadow, the sword shadow only lasted for a moment, and as day and night intertwined, the erratic sword shadow reappeared again.

The raised hands drew an elegant arc and waved towards a tall and tall ancient pine nearby. There was a gentle "cha" sound in the ears, and the tree body shook slightly, but there was no change. However, not long after, the lush green trees

Songgai fell leisurely in a gentle south wind, and the flat and protruding growth rings showed the passage of time. The sky became darker, and the long sword became invisible again. The ancient twilight closed silently, and the world was a blur.

Quiet.

This invisible long sword was cast in the Shang Dynasty and was praised by Liezi in "Liezi Tangwen". It was later hidden by Kong Zhou, a Weiguo man in the Spring and Autumn Period: Chengying.

Each of the top ten famous swords has its own legend. However, after thousands of years of tempering, many swords no longer exist in the world, and some of them are sleeping underground like this sword. Maybe they will never see the light of day, maybe they will be buried somewhere.

The sun can appear again and shine again.

Nowadays, every handful is a rare treasure, which can no longer be measured by money.

Poppy Flower couldn't find the words to refute, not to mention that Professor Han had already said that this was his own guess, and it seemed inappropriate to continue to dwell on it, so he shut up and stopped talking.

One of the ten famous swords, what a huge temptation, but no one rushed forward to take it down.

Zhang Taiping felt that there was no poison on the sword. Perhaps the owner who built the mausoleum respected the sword and did not do anything blasphemous. He walked directly towards the sword.

"Commander..." Wang Gui thought he had ordered Zhihun to do something dangerous.

Xing Rushui, who was standing next to Zhang Taiping, did not stop him too much. She knew that Zhang Taiping was not a person who would be dazzled by benefits. Since he could go forward, he must be confident.

Everyone else stared at him, eager to see what the result would be. Zhang Taiping walked to the stand and grabbed the sword in his hand. Everyone else held their breath and watched his movements.

Zhang Taiping held the hilt of the sword and gently exerted force, and heard Cang Lang's sweet voice. Half of the sword had been unsheathed, and it shone with a faint brilliance under the soft light of the night pearl. It turned out to be translucent like crystal.

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Everyone's eyes lit up. Professor Han nodded and said, "It's the Chengying Sword."

The boss's eyes were fascinated, and he was obviously a little tempted, but now he was more concerned about whether the same situation as the young man before would happen to Zhang Taiping.

Zhang Taiping seemed to know what they were thinking. He sheathed his sword and said, "I want this sword." His voice was not loud, but there was an undeniable domineering tone in his voice.

Except for Xing Rushui and Wang Gui, everyone else shrank their eyes, and their expressions were a little uncertain. Even if they only brought out such a sword this time, it would be a worthwhile trip, and they were all struggling to weigh the pros and cons in their hearts.

After a while, the boss laughed and said: "Since Mr. Dashuai got it first, it will naturally belong to Mr. Dashuai." He did not mention Zhang Taiping's previous promise.

In fact, the four of them were full of unwillingness at this moment. If they hadn't relied on Zhang Taiping in the mausoleum, they would have drawn their swords against each other long ago. Such a unique and famous sword was enough for them to fight with all their might.

Zhang Taiping nodded and glanced at the other three people.

The old farmer first said: "We don't have the guts to take it off. If you take it off, it will be yours." The remaining two people regained their composure and nodded.

The boss looked at the Chengying Sword held by Zhang Taiping and asked curiously: "Isn't Mr. Marshal afraid of the poison on it?"

Zhang Taiping replied: "There is no poison on this sword."

The others' expressions changed and they looked at the weapons next to them.

"This is the only sword here that is not poisonous." Zhang Taiping added.

The people who had just been a little moved stopped again. Although they now have serious doubts about Zhang Taiping's words, they are not afraid of ten thousand or just in case. No one dares to test the truth of what he said with their lives.

Then everyone put away their thoughts and began to carefully search for the exit. The exit was very hidden, but with Zhang Taiping's reminder intentionally or unintentionally, everyone quickly found the hidden secret door.

"Come here and see if this is a secret door." Professor Han shouted to the people scattered around.

Everyone gathered around and stood at Professor Han's place, looking at a weapons shelf in the corner against the wall. This weapons shelf was filled with spears, but in the center was a spear. If you weren't careful,

You really can't tell the difference if you look at it.

ps: There will be another explicit recommendation tomorrow, so I will prepare a small burst tomorrow, so stay tuned.