Feng Mingzhu's voice sounded in the hall, but no one answered for a while.
Because the answer is cruel.
But after all, someone needs to be the evil one, and this person must be Shi Jin, who knows this matter best.
"This is what Senior Feng personally gave to me," Shi Jin looked at her eyes and said slowly, "It has been more than ten years since this matter. I met Senior Feng in the eighth heaven. At that time, I didn't know that he was the famous sword saint, because when he met him, he was no different from ordinary old people."
It is not like most legendary novels. The protagonist meets the dying old man and accepts his mantle. Shi Jin's encounter with the sword saint can even be said to be very dull. At that time, he met him selling water on the side of the road on the edge of a desert.
The old man is very ordinary, with a messy beard, a wrinkled brown face, and his average cultivation level, he will not be noticed even when standing in the crowd.
Shi Jin just thought that his life was not easy when buying water, so he gave him some more spirit stones. Unexpectedly, he got lost in the desert and it was the old man who saved him.
After that, he set out with the old man. In order to find the thunder seed, the old man said there was no place to go, so he followed him.
When the two were poor, they went to hunt monsters together to sell money; when they were rich in their pockets, they went to the best inn to sleep in the most comfortable bed and eat the best food. So casual and casual, a year and a half later, the old man suddenly said that his time was up, and he left the Aoshuang sword for him before his death, so he sat and melted away, leaving no advice before his death.
When Shi Jin saw the knife, he guessed that the old man should not be an ordinary person, but he never expected that he would be the sword saint.
Saint of the Sword, the peak in the hearts of all swordsmen did not expect to fall like this. Thinking of the days when the two of them slept in the open and traveled around the world, he felt a faint nostalgia. In those years, although the old man did not give him any benefits, he had a lot of verbal guidance, which is why he was able to make rapid progress.
"After giving this knife to me, the old man passed away." Shi Jin recalled his spirit from his memory, "I didn't know who he was at that time, so I buried him in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, with the word "nameless" inscribed in the monument. If someone hadn't said that my sword and Aoshuang sword were very similar today, I wouldn't have thought about it at all. But I just verified it to the sword saint and the seniors of the Sword Saint, and it turned out that I realized that the nameless old man I met was actually the sword saint."
After hearing this, Feng Mingzhu's eyes were filled with tears, but she still didn't believe it, "It's impossible, great grandfather is so powerful, and the time is not yet here, how could he die? I don't believe it, this is not true."
Everyone understands her emotions very well.
After all, he is the most beloved elder in the clan. It is really unbelievable that he will say nothing. Moreover, the Saint Saint is the foundation of the Feng family. Once the news of the Saint Saint being gone is spread, the Feng family will definitely have major changes. Not to mention that there are internal problems, there may also be enemies outside.
Shi Yu sighed silently in his heart, and looked up at the Feng brother again, but saw that although his eyes were red, he was not as incompetent as Feng Mingzhu.
It seems to be a stand-alone.
"No matter what, this knife should always return the object to the original owner." Shi Jin said. The knife has been with him for more than ten years. It would be a lie to say that he has no feelings. However, the significance of this knife is too great, and he thinks it is better to return the object to the original owner.
As soon as these words were said, everyone present looked at him, with more or less surprised in their eyes.
The Aoshuang Sword is not an ordinary weapon. With the name of the Saint of Swords, it is already good not to covet the original objects.
Is this young man really trying to return it, or is he just retreating to advance?
It’s no wonder that everyone makes this guess. If you see too many despicable, shameless and cunning people, it’s hard to believe that there are still pure people in this world.
"Since Ao Shuang Knife belongs to the Feng family, it should be returned." Shi Yu also said. What Shi Jin said, who had not yet broken through the Guizhen period, will indeed make people doubt the authenticity. But if you add another Shi Yu, the weight will be different again.
"This..." They didn't know what to say about this. After all, Shi Jin was given the Ao Shuang Knife by Old Man Feng, and no one said anything if he didn't return. He returned it, but he felt sorry for him.
"Zhizhen, what do you think?" The Sword Saint gave the choice directly to the Feng family brother.
Feng Zhi is truly the name of the Feng family brother.
Feng Zhizhen has a firm temperament and has recovered from the death of his great-grandfather. He knew very well that if Aoshuangdao returned to the Feng family, it might resolve the crisis caused by the death of his great-grandfather in the future, and even make another great-grandfather in the Feng family.
Regardless of whether the Jin was sincere or falsely returned at this time, he would take the knife back, which would give the whole clan an explanation.
After looking at the knife for a while, Feng Zhizhen took a deep breath and said slowly: "This knife is put on Brother Shi Jin's hand for the time being."
Shi Jin looked shocked and Shi Yu was puzzled, and the old men present were surprised again. Only Wen Heng had a slight change on his face. He even took a sip of tea in a very mood.
"Brother, why are you..." Feng Mingzhu was anxious. This knife belonged to their family, maybe the great-grandfather was fine?
Feng Zhizhen held down her words, and since some words were said, they could not be taken back. Moreover, the word he just used was "temporary".
"I think this very clearly." Feng Zhizhen said, "Grandpa gave the knife to Brother Shi Jin, because he must value him. We younger generations, naturally, should respect his decision. The reason why I am temporarily is that I hope Brother Shi Jin can do something to me."
Shi Jin looked at Feng Zhizhen and looked a little impressed. In such a situation, he was still so steady, and it was indeed amazing to choose the path that was most suitable for the Feng family.
"Brother Feng, please tell me."
Feng Zhizhen glanced at Ao Shuang Dao, "I hope that if the Feng family appears in the future who is more suitable to inherit Ao Shuang Dao, and if he successfully challenges you, you can pass this knife to him."
"No problem!" Shi Jindao, he never thought of taking Aoshuang's sword for himself. Senior Feng gave him the sword to him was kindness, but if he was too greedy, he would make enemies.
"good!"
The two of them swear by high-fives in the hall, and the originally solemn atmosphere also eased a lot.
The Sword Saint looked at the two young men in front of him. If Lao Feng met them, he would be considered a successor.
"Knowing the truth, this matter cannot be spread out." He said in a deep voice.
Feng Zhizhen felt sad and clasped his fists and said, "I understand." The great-grandfather died, and they couldn't even hold a funeral.
After a few more words of comfort, the Sword Saint asked their brothers and sisters to go back first. If this happened, they should be stunned in private.
Chapter completed!