Under everyone's gaze, Tang Lin scratched his fingernail, cut open the fingerprint of his thumb, and squeezed out a drop of Yin Hong's blood, which fell on the broken sword.
The blood dripped on the blade of the sword and was quickly sucked dry. At the same time, Tang Lin felt an extra connection in the spiritual ocean in his mind.
"Huh?" Tang Lin was startled: "You can't see the quality?"
After dripping blood to identify its owner, he was surprised to find that the broken sword in his hand had no weapon spirit, and he could not sense the quality of the broken sword at all.
Even if it is not an immortal weapon, but just a holy weapon, the quality can still be sensed.
The only thing whose quality cannot be sensed is ordinary iron. But such a weapon can be broken with just a gentle grip.
Tang Lin tried the broken sword in his hand, but he couldn't break it at all.
"Junior brother, what are your qualities?"
"Isn't it an immortal weapon?"
"No way..."
Everyone looked at Tang Lin curiously.
Tang Lin laughed bitterly and said helplessly: "I shed my blood to identify the master, but I can't sense its quality. This remnant sword is a bit weird."
"Junior brother, feel free to say it. It's nothing if it's not an immortal weapon. We won't laugh at you, haha... cough cough."
"That's right."
"Just say it."
Tang Lin was dumbfounded for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "What I said is the truth. I didn't lie to you. I really can't tell the quality."
"Junior brother, you're on your way now."
"Don't be shy, just tell me."
The others still didn't believe it.
Tianyin stood in the crowd, looking at Tang Lin with a helpless face. His eyes flashed and he said in deep thought: "Tang Lin can't lie. There must be something weird about this sword. Over the years, none of us have picked it out."
The half-broken sword, I’d better ask the master about this matter.”
He was the senior one here, so everyone felt a little strange after hearing this, and nodded immediately.
Everyone immediately followed Tang Lin to the Taixuan Hall on the mountainside, stopped at the door, and respectfully said in unison: "Disciple pays homage to the master."
"Come in." Master Taixuan's calm voice came out.
As soon as more than a dozen people rushed in, they saw Master Taixuan sitting in the Taixuan Hall, holding an ancient scroll in his hand, sipping tea, and said calmly: "I already know about your affairs."
Tianyin said respectfully: "Master, please give me instructions."
Master Taixuan sighed softly, put down the book in his hand, and looked up at Tang Lin among the crowd. To be precise, he looked at the broken sword in his hand.
When looking at the sword, his eyes became a little strange, as if there was a trace of recollection, a trace of nostalgia, and a trace of deep meaning.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would be able to pick this sword out of the [Yu Sword Cave]. It seems to be fate. Maybe the time has come." He murmured softly to himself, as if falling into memories, in the main hall
No one in the room dared to disturb him.
After a while, Master Taixuan seemed to have thought of Tianyin's question. He looked up at the people in the hall and said: "I brought this sword back from the battlefield in ancient times. The spirit on it has been lost long ago.
Even I can't see its quality, but this sword has not decayed over the years. It was at least a top-grade immortal sword or a top-notch immortal sword at that time."
Wow~ Everyone was stunned for a while, and their eyes fell on the black, unspectacular broken sword in Tang Lin's hand.
Tianyin's eyes flashed, and there was a trace of relief in his eyes. He was the only one who understood what kind of luck Tang Lin had. If he said that what he got was just an ordinary broken sword, he would never believe it.
Tang Lin lowered his head and stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand, not knowing whether to cry or laugh for a moment.
Top grade, or top grade fairy sword?
However, losing all the spiritual surname is equivalent to scrap metal!
Master Taixuan looked at Tang Lin with a smile and said: "You can choose this sword, which means you have some fate with it. Cherish it. Although this sword is useless, it is an ancient thing after all, and it is still worth keeping as a souvenir.
"
Tang Lin smiled bitterly.
He is not an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Why do you want this piece of shit to commemorate him?
"It's all gone." Taixuan Zhenren waved his hand, lowered his head and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.
Everyone obeyed the order and respectfully exited Taixuan Hall. As soon as they left the hall, everyone gathered next to Tang Lin and looked curiously at the broken sword in his hand.
"Tsk tsk, little junior brother, your luck is really strong. You actually chose an ancient fairy sword. It may be a top quality one."
"Junior brother, let me touch this sword."
"I don't know what it feels like. I've never seen a top-grade sword in my life, let alone a top-grade one."
"It's a pity that all the spiritual surnames above have been lost, otherwise my junior brother would have made a fortune."
"Nonsense, if there is still a surname of Ling, our master will use it. In which round will he get us?"
Everyone was talking about it, none of them had the demeanor of a Taoist master, but it was not surprising, most of these brothers and sisters had been cultivating in Taixuan Mountain since childhood and had never been down the mountain. They were pure and kind-hearted.
But what Taoism pays attention to is nature.
Follow your heart, don't force it, don't be deliberate.
Therefore, people who have attained Taoism often kill someone if they want to.
If you want to give someone a big opportunity, give it a big opportunity. It all depends on your mood.
There is no reason, no reason, everything is based on your heart!
Just like the previous gambling, it was all for fun. After all, practicing Taoism in the mountains is long and boring. It is rare to have such a thing, so naturally you have to relax.
This is the highest state of enlightenment.
The Tao is not in the body, but in the heart!
Tianyin smiled at everyone and said, "Everyone, are you willing to admit defeat in the previous bet?"
Everyone looked at him in astonishment and then became dejected.
Although the broken sword in Tang Lin's hand has lost all its spirit and is equivalent to waste, Master Taixuan said that this sword used to be a top-grade or even a top-grade fairy sword!
In this case, the bet is naturally that Tianyin wins.
No one wants to worry about small details. After all, we are all brothers in the same discipline, and we still have to save face.
Although Tang Lin didn't know about the bet, he could vaguely guess what was going on based on everyone's reactions and Tianyin's few words. He couldn't help but touch his nose and smile.
Tianyin said leisurely to everyone: "I will take my junior brother to [Wanjing Pavilion] first, and I will take the bet later."
Everyone reluctantly sent him and Tang Lin away.
...[Wanjing Pavilion]
It is said to be a pavilion, but in fact this [Wanjing Pavilion] is almost equivalent to a hill, standing on the top of the mountain, with an unknown number of floors, surrounded by white clouds, and the top of the building cannot be seen.
There is no one guarding in front of the pavilion, most of them have set up a formation. If a stranger breaks in rashly, the end will be miserable.
"This is [Wanjing Pavilion]." Tianyin said to Tang Lin: "If you want to obtain immortal arts and great supernatural powers, you only need to pass the conditions."