Chapter 474: The Bright Water Sword

This is very ordinary, but in Si Yakong's ears, it is like the sound of nature.

He immediately turned his head and asked in a trembling tone: "Ren... what the young hero said is not false..."

It was a tone of total disbelief.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and nodded, "Does Master Si think I'm watching a joke?"

"Where, where." Si Yakong was quite excited and quickly explained: "I just didn't expect that my nephew was so... generous, and I would like to give me such important things to the casting door."

"Send it?" Zhang Xiaohua shook her head again and said, "Sect Master Si overestimates my Beidou Sect. Not to mention that the Dayan Five Elements Formation has been lost for thousands of years, my Sect only obtained it by an extremely coincidental opportunity; even any martial arts or formations of our Sect cannot be used with others at will."

Zhang Xiaohua looked at Master Nie Gu and smiled, "But if you don't say that giving away such a gift will make people feel that things are not real; you will also think that I am rich and powerful in Beidou, so it is absolutely impossible to give away for free."

"Even if you are sent off, the elders in the sect will punish the disciples."

"However, Uncle Si has the style of an elder. He is not like some gangs who want to get things, but they just say what they say is his own, and they call it a robbery in the name of regaining it, and they have tried all kinds of dirty tricks. With this, I am willing to make a fair deal with Chief Si."

Master Nie Gu said: "Of course, Nephew Ren and the Beidou Sect are not your own sect, and this formation is not your own sect. It is necessary to give a good explanation to the head of the sect. Do you think it is Brother Si?"

Si Yakong woke up from his dream and immediately said, "That's right, that's right, the Beidou Sect can teach me the formation of the weapon casting sect. How can my sect forcefully seize it? Besides, this Dayan Five Elements Formation was originally passed to me by the senior masters thousands of years ago. Maybe this senior master is from your Beidou Sect."

Zhang Xiaohua smiled secretly, but said seriously: "Oh, Uncle Si said this, our two factions have long had a connection."

Ying Zhezhu immediately stroked her palm and said, "It's great. Since she has a connection with the Casting Gate, she has a connection with our Yuli Alliance. It's great. I said no matter how you think Nephew Rising is so familiar!"

"Dimme." Zhang Xiaohua vomited blood and said to herself: "Do I look so ancient?"

Master Nie Gu looked at Si Yakong and said in a deep voice: "Nephew Ren, I just don't know what kind of things the head and elder of your sect hope to exchange this formation?"

Si Yakong also echoed anxiously: "Yes, Nephew Ren, how did the elders in the sect explain when they went out?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while and said, "The head of the sect did not make a clear statement. It's just that my Beidou Sect has not been in the world for a long time and is not too clear about the market in the world. Just go home and pay for those precious things. I think Uncle Si is an elder, so he will not treat his nephew badly."

"That's right, how could I make my nephew go back and unable to submit the work?" Si Yakong answered quickly.

After saying that, he took out a short sword from his arms, handed it over, and said, "Nephew, please see how this sword is first?"

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said to herself, "What's the use of this sword? It's better to get a jade slip to make it affordable, which is the least effective. It's also good to give two weapons that can be used by the immortals. Oh, by the way, it's called magic weapons in the "General Introduction to Refining Weapons".

Zhang Xiaohua was not good at swearing Si Yakong's face and took it carelessly.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's expression, Si Yakong already knew that he didn't like it very much, but he thought Zhang Xiaohua didn't know the preciousness of the short sword, so he smiled and said, "My dear nephew should just pull out the short sword and see."

Zhang Xiaohua took the dagger and looked at the somewhat worn-out scabbard, which had been worn out in several places. She looked down on her heart. After hearing Si Yakong's words, she pulled out the dagger. Then she heard a "brush" sound. The dagger was unsheathed. Zhang Xiaohua looked closely and couldn't help but say "huh" in her mouth. The dagger was about the same length as the dagger used by the old man wearing a bronze mask. The sword edge in front of the hilt emitted a blue luster under the bright light. The attention flowed from time to time as the light swayed, and it turned out like running water.

Seeing this, Si Yakong showed a smile on his face and said confidently: "The four famous swords in the rivers and lakes, breaking dragons, cutting wind, cutting gold, and cutting water have their own principles, which are not comparable to our casting gate. Although this blue water sword is unknown in the rivers and lakes, it cannot be compared with the four famous swords, but its uniqueness is that other famous swords in the world cannot have."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but sweep her spiritual sense, but the Bishui Sword did not emit any fluctuations in vitality, and Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but shake her head.

Si Yakong saw it and chuckled softly: "Nephew Rich, try to send the true energy in your body into this short sword and you will know the beauty."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and smiled bitterly. Her body was not the internal force of martial arts. This true qi was not the other true qi. Even if it was sent into the short sword, what's the use?

After looking at Si Yakong, Zhang Xiaohua still gave a ray of true energy to the Birch Sword in his hand. It didn't matter if this gift was sent, the green light as green as water actually instantly became rippling. Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and gave another point. This was the tip of the short sword trembled, and a slight sword light burst out from a few traces.

"Sword Rain?" Ying Zhezhu shouted in dismay.

Hearing the cry, Zhang Xiaohua quickly retracted her true energy. The light of the Qingshui Sword faded and returned to the calm that was as water as before.

Si Yakong was also a little surprised and bowed: "Nephew Rich, I didn't expect that your internal skills are superb. I thought you could only force out a trace of light."

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the short sword with his hands and asked with interest: "Uncle Si, what's going on? Is this Bishui Sword refined by the noble school?"

Si Yakong looked at the Bishui Sword, his face felt a little reluctant, and said, "I must know that my weapon casting and the weapon refining sect can refine some weapons and increase internal strength. These refining methods were all studied by a senior thousands of years ago. As for who this senior is, I won't tell my nephew. The only thing I want to tell my nephew is that this Bishui Sword is a masterpiece of this senior, and it can also be regarded as a treasure of the sect in my weapon casting sect."

"That's it." Zhang Xiaohua pondered a little. This short sword is indeed good, but it seems that he can't use it. Although his small sword is not very visible, it is extremely powerful. Although the heavy sword is not sharp enough, it can still crush people to death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua handed the Bishui Sword back to Si Yakong and said, "Sect Master Si, this sword is a treasure of the noble school. How can my nephew win people's love? Please take it back."

Si Yakong was not willing to take it back, and waved his hand repeatedly and said, "The ancients said: "Give the sword to a hero". This is better if it is a sect with such a martial arts master as a sect. Fortunately, the reputation of this Blushui sword is not obvious. If it is known to some experts, it may even bring disaster to my weapon casting sect."

Zhang Xiaohua knew this was an excuse. The casting door was to cast weapons. If there were no good things, who would believe it?

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua still did not express his opinion, Si Yakong was a little anxious and turned to yelled at Tong Ba: "Get my carry-on bag quickly."

After hearing this, Tong Ba hurriedly stood up, walked to the side, and took a bag next to him.

This one is different from the usual bag. It is made of black fabric and rectangular. Si Yakong reached out to take it and led Zhang Xiaohua to an empty table. He shook his hand and poured everything in his bag on the table, saying, "If you feel dissatisfied, you can choose the things on this table, and take whatever you like!"

"The head of the Si sect is generous. It seems that he is determined to win the Five Elements Formation of the Great Yan." Zhang Xiaohua pondered a little and said to herself: "If I don't pick on it, it will seem a bit pretentious just now. Oh, let's see if there are any jade slips or something."

Si Yakong's bag was very mixed, and it was scattered all over the table, but there was no jade slip. Zhang Xiaohua swept his spiritual sense and frowned. He pointed to three of the black sticks and asked, "Sir Si, what is this?"

Si Yakong looked at the three short and thin sticks strangely. After thinking for a long time, hesitated: "This seems to be the flag handles of the three flags I took out in the secret room last year. They looked covered with dust, so he took them out casually. Why did the flag handle be thrown into my bag? Where did the flag go?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and asked, "My head likes some jade artifacts of old age. Oh, it's not the kind of exquisitely carved ones. As long as it is a jade pendant or jade technique, the older the better. If the head of Si can give me a few pieces, I'll take them back, which is considered a handover."

"Jade pendant?" Si Yakong was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm not hiding it from my nephew. My casting door is not as good as you said. If it were jade on weekdays, there would be some in the sect, but they were all the same as the ages and were exquisitely carved."

"How is that?" Zhang Xiaohua nodded slightly, about to speak.

Si Yakong on the other side suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I remembered that there is something strange here. I guess your head likes it."

After saying that, he put his hand in his arms and was about to take it out, but his face was a little hesitant, and he looked at Master Nie Gu and winked.

Lord Nie Gu understood and sent out the few disciples in the martial arts field.

Seeing that the people who had no choice had gone out, Si Yakong apologized and said, "Don't blame me, this thing is quite strange. If there are too many people who know it, it may be detrimental to both of you and me."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua immediately became energetic and asked, "Can you take it out and take a look now?"

Si Yakong mysteriously took out his hand from his arms and held a booklet in his hand.

"Are you a martial arts secret?" Zhang Xiaohua was puzzled. What is the use of this thing to him?

Si Yakong shook his head and said, "Nephew Ren, don't worry first, let's see."

As he said that, he opened the booklet and handed it over.
Chapter completed!