Chapter 5: Epee Tena

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Out of Jiuqing Pavilion, Ye Chen followed the guidelines and came all the way to Spirit Pavilion.

The guard of Lingbao Pavilion is a plump elder, and his small eyes can almost be seen by plucking it with his hands. His body is full of wobbly fat, bare breasts, and milk, like a Maitreya Buddha.

This person is the first seat of the Spirit Pavilion, Chow Tai Fook.

"I've met the elders." Seeing that Zhou Dafu was lying on the lounger with a leisurely look, Ye Chen stepped forward and saluted him respectfully.

"Xiaowa, I haven't seen you." Glancing at Ye Chen, Zhou Dafu sat up, his small eyes focused, and Ye Chen looked up and down.

"I'm a new apprentice disciple." Ye Chen handed over his jade card. "Elder Tsing Yi asked me to choose a magic weapon."

Chow Tai Fook took the jade card, looked it over and over, then threw it to Ye Chen at will, laid back lazily, waved his hand, and said, "Go in and choose for yourself! Interns can only choose on the first floor. Don't sneak up to the second floor. "

Uh!

Ye Chen received the jade card and walked into the depths of the Lingyi Pavilion.

The ground floor is large enough, with a circle of several thousand feet, and various types of weapons are placed. There are really all kinds of weapons in the 18th category, and each of them is shining with luster, like blossoming flowers. Flowers.

"Sure enough, they are all low-level." Ye Chen glanced over most of them, and Ye Chen was slightly disappointed. As an intern student, he could only choose a spiritual implement on the first floor.

Thinking to himself, Ye Chen held up a ghost-headed sword, then shook his head, "It's too light."

Put down the sword, and picked up a spirit sword. Although this sword is sharp, Ye Chen returned to his original position.

Picking and picking all the way, Ye Chen is like a grocery purchaser. Although there are many magical tools here, but after a long walk, I have not found a magical tool that I can fancy. If I put it in the past, these magical tools He ignored it directly, but now it is not the same as before, and he can only find in this pile of low-level artifacts.

Nearing the end of the lap, Ye Chen still had nothing to gain.

However, at this moment, his real fire in Danhai trembled, and a thin flame of hair was split out and flew out.

Ye Chen was a little dazed, and hurried to follow him until he came to a stone platform. On the stone platform, there was a black iron sword. Perhaps it hadn't moved for a long time, so it was covered with dust, and the trace of real fire , Wrapped around this iron sword.

Surprised in his heart, Ye Chen had already grasped the hilt of the iron sword, a magical weapon that could be seen by real fire, and he also wanted to take a closer look.

However, Ye Chen seemed to underestimate the weight of the iron sword, and he didn't pick it up in a breath.

"At least two hundred pounds." Ye Chen estimated the weight of the iron sword in his heart. It is no wonder that it would lie here alone. The weight of two hundred pounds is not for fun, and ordinary disciples can't pick it up. Even if you can afford it, you have to be full of energy. If you take it to fight with others, you won't be killed by yourself.

However, because of this, he became more interested in the iron sword.

Running slightly infuriatingly, he picked up the iron sword and gently blown the dust off.

On facing Ye Chen, he felt a breath of vicissitudes of time, and also returned two ancient words on the hilt of the sword: Tianyi.

"Heaven." A murmur, Ye Chen looked carefully at the iron sword.

The iron sword has never been sharpened, it is much wider than the general spirit sword, and its material is not visible. It only knows that it is extremely thick. On the sword body, there are many runes that Ye Chen cannot understand, and it is very old. .

"It's a strange sword." Ye Chen muttered in a low voice, secretly saying that this unopened iron sword has such a weight, if it is not specified to cut people, but if you hit people, it is a good choice. .

"Just you." Ye Chen carried the iron sword on his shoulder and walked outside.

Huh?

Not far away came Chou Taifu's frivolous whisper, "Little boy, you little figure, what is not good, you have to choose such an iron sword."

哐 Dang!

Ye Chen came, and when she heard it, she put down the iron sword. The iron sword was too heavy, and half of the sword body was obliquely inserted into the ground.

"Elder, what's the origin of this sword?" Ye Chen asked, pointing at Tian Jianjian, "This is not normal weight!"

"This is it!" Chow Tai Fook squeezed his moustache and groaned for a moment before he said, "It was already here when I took over this Lingyi Pavilion. I would say that it has been here for at least a hundred years. I do n’t know the origin. ”

"That's it!"

"I urge you to change to another magic weapon. This iron sword is not so heavy. Choose a lightweight one!"

"No, just leave it." Ye Chen smiled and stroked the iron sword gently.

"Stubborn little guy, carry it!"

"Elder Xie." Ye Chen paid a respectful gift again, and then walked out of the Lingering Pavilion with Teana.

As soon as I left the house, we received a surprised look. The disciples passed by in twos and threes, first glanced at Ye Chen, and then looked at the celestial sword carried by Ye Chen.

"Who is this kid! I haven't seen him, is he a new apprentice?"

"The sword he was carrying was supposed to be Teana!"

"It seems that the strength is not small! Even if Xiuwei is a little weaker, his brain may not be normal."

Ye Chen ignored these people's discussions directly. He had a feeling that this day's sword is very simple. Compared with those low-level spirits, he is more willing to choose this sword and carry it on his body every day. Help practice.

"Yeah? The people of Zhengyangzong." I don't know who it was, and there was a whisper, and everyone around him looked at the sky.

There, there was another huge flying sword, three people standing on it, a middle-aged beautiful woman, a beautiful beauty, and a handsome young man.

"Why did the people of Zhengyangzong come to my Hengyuezong?" Someone asked in doubt.

"You don't know about it. In three months, there will be three big comparisons between Zhengyang Zong, Qingyun Zong and I. Hengyue Zong. Zhengyang Zong came, and it seems that they are discussing the big comparison.

"That female disciple is so beautiful, like a fairy daughter."

The discussions of people around him didn't hear Ye Chen's words. His eyes were already on the sky, and more accurately on the beautiful woman on Fei Jian. Her clothes were fluttering, otherwise she was as dusty as the world. Ye Xian, immaculate.

She, isn't it Ji Ningshuang of Zhengyang Sect?

"I didn't expect to meet so soon." Ye Chen murmured, and there were complex and indifferent eyes in the dark and deep eyes, "I will kill back someday."

Perhaps Xu felt that someone was looking at herself. Ji Ningshuang on Feijian couldn't help looking back, but at this moment, Ye Chen had disappeared into the crowd.

"So familiar." Ji Ningshuang whispered.

"What's wrong, sister."

"It's all right."