Chapter 107 how is this possible

  Chapter 107 How is it possible

  Xu Mingyu took the rusty iron sword and looked left and right. Just as he was about to pull it out to see if the broken sword was broken, a shopkeeper came in a hurry.

   “Young master!” The shopkeeper in charge looked at Xu Mingyu holding a rusty iron sword, and was stunned by the light Buddha.

“What’s wrong.”

  Xu Mingyu was not very happy. Picking up the sword didn’t change much. To be able to be very happy is not just a broken sword like everyone said.

  The shopkeeper in charge swallowed his saliva when Xu Mingyu gave him a vicious stare, calmed down and said, “I invite you to go over and tell me, I am also the caster of this spirit sword.”

   “Oh” Xu Mingyu was surprised: “So the caster of this sword is still alive.”

  The shopkeeper in charge broke out in a cold sweat: “Young master, please be careful.”

  Xu Mingyu took the rusty iron sword and turned it into a sword flower and said, “Let’s go, take me there to see who the maker of this kendo is.”

   “Brother, what about us?” Xia Kongqing stretched out his hands underneath: “Can we go there together, we are together.”

  Xu Mingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the shopkeeper who was in charge. The latter felt that he was being threatened: “Okay, okay. If you are with the young master, let’s go together.”

  Bei Yinuan didn’t want to follow, but she just likes to listen to stories, so she reluctantly followed to hear the story of this sword.

  The treasurer in charge took the five people up to the pavilion on the top floor by taking the Cultivation Realm version of the elevator.

  The pavilion is elegant and clean, completely isolated from the noise of falling.

  The treasurer in charge pushed open a carved wooden door: “Please.”

  In the room, there was a vicissitude figure with his back facing them, with mixed black and white hair. After they entered, the old man immediately turned his head to look over and frowned: “Isn’t there only one holding the sword? Why are there so many people?”

  ”My Senior Brother” Xu Mingyu took a sword and slapped the old man face to face on the table: “Old?”

   Liyuan saw Xu Mingyu holding the sword before he could sigh, but was forced back by Xu Mingyu’s rude words.

  He said with a cold face with age spots: “It’s the old man, you are the one who picked up the uh Li sword.”

   “It is the younger generation.”

  Xu Mingyu can’t be said to be respectful, nor can he be said to offend the other party. His attitude is that he is praised by others and suddenly can’t let go of his low attitude towards others.

   “Junior Bei Yinuan has seen the old man.” Bei Yinuan stood aside and slightly bowed his hands, taking off the ugly mask on his face.

   “Oh, it turned out to be Du Heng’s apprentice.”

  Bei Yinuan’s self-introduction of his family made Li’s complexion better.

   It was another familiar sentence of “So it’s Du Heng’s apprentice”, but Bei Yinuan was not annoyed, she was quite proud, her master is powerful, she can go anywhere.

  Xia Kongqing and the three of them also reported their family backgrounds, and they all knew each other’s backgrounds, and they all had intersections, so he was not happy that a few more people came.

   “Now tell me about the origin of this sword.”

  Li suddenly touched the uh Li Jian on the table and became sad, as soon as he heard the tone, it was a story.

  Bei Yinuan hurriedly told the three little ones to sit down and get ready to listen to the story.

   “This is a spirit sword made by a pair of Taoist couples. I won’t say what the material is, anyway, you don’t know.”

  Li might prefer to tell stories, but he suddenly took out a painting.

  The painting unfolds is a pair of handsome man and woman, the man is handsome and graceful, the woman is all over the world, the two are standing on the flying sword and cuddling each other, the sour smell of love suddenly blows towards the north and it is also warm and cold.

  Compared to the sudden sour smell of love, Bei Yinuan cares more about the appearance of the person in the painting.

   Just about to boast a few words, Li suddenly touched the face of the woman in the painting obsessively and said in a daze: “This is made by me and my Taoist companion, that is, me and my wife.

   “…”

   “!!”

  Bei Yinuan’s whole body split open.

What? You said that the handsome man above is the out-of-shape, sloppy old man in front of you!

  Bei Yinuan immediately became quiet as a chicken, and no matter how beautifully Ren Li told the story between him and her wife, she seemed to be petrified.

   Xu Mingyu, who knew Bei Yinuan’s face-controlling side, smirked.

   Forced to listen to the story all afternoon, the five concluded that Li and his Taoist couple, Eying, were misfits.

  Li and Eying are both artificers who love to refine weapons, and they came together because of a piece of Profound Sky Crystal, but Eying’s family did not agree with them being together.

The two of them were about to succeed in breaking through all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, but Eying was drugged by her family and sent to a family that was close to them. After waking up, Eying had been cooked with raw rice. Lie Nu insisted on leaving, but was caught back without any surprise.

  E Ying was captured and her legs were broken, and her spiritual energy was banned. At that time, Li was still a poor boy with nothing, so he couldn’t save E Ying.

  On a rainy night, there was a knock on the hut belonging to him and Eying. After opening the door, Eying saw a broken leg and crawled step by step from the place where she was locked up to the house they ran.

  In the end, Eying died because of a serious injury, hurting her meridians and dantian, but she put her spirit on the unfinished Erli sword that he and Li had cast together but became the sword soul.

   Er, Li Jian skipped the link of life wisdom and possessed the soul of the sword. This sword is definitely what every sword cultivator wishes to have.

  Li talked in detail, all the sweet and happy things between him and Eying, and only talked about a little bit of the tragic ending.

  But Bei Yinuan felt that he should have something to say, but her position was not easy to ask, so she lowered her eyes and pretended to be an obedient junior.

  Xia Kongqing’s three innocent children were already teary-eyed by Li’s tragic love story.

   Xu Mingyu is still the same as when he came in. He stroked the blade of Li Jian and said, “There is a sword soul…then why is it like this?”

Li’s eyes flickered slightly: “Ying’er had a lot of grievances before she died, and the spirit she stripped out was also filled with resentment, so er, Li Jian was silently sealed, and before that, no one could pick up, er, Li Jian and couldn’t pull it out. ”

   “What is the old condition?”

  Bei Yinuan touched the hilt of the sword and flicked it twice. Although Xu Mingyu was displeased with how she treated his sword, he did not move it away. Perhaps the sword was not valuable in his heart.

  Li filled a cup of spiritual tea to moisten his mouth and said: “The condition is…”

  clang—

   “What is it?” Bei Yinuan pulled out the blade and asked again.

boom!

  The teacup in Li’s hand fell to the ground, and the tea splashed his shoes. He looked at Bei Yinuan with trembling hands, full of disbelief.

  Xia Kongqing exclaimed: “Master, you have drawn out your sword.”

  Xu Mingyu froze for a moment, he was holding the scabbard, and the sword was in Bei Yinuan’s hand.

   “Old man, what are the conditions for pulling out the sword?” Bei Yinuan asked calmly, “Why can I pull it out?”

  Bei Yinuan paused for a while and joked: “Could it be that only peerless handsome men can pull it out?”

  Li pointed at Xu Mingyu’s scabbard and pointed at Bei Yinuan’s sword with trembling fingers, and the whole person fell into the impossible and impossible thoughts.

  Li suddenly stood up, slapped the table and shouted, “How is that possible!”

  (end of this chapter)