The sword had no scabbard and was placed naked in the corner. It was dark and looked ordinary.
But at this moment, a drop of blood condensed on the blade of the sword, like dewdrops rolling on a lotus leaf, never falling off.
Liang Qiufeng was very curious and watched intently. After a moment, he saw the drop of blood suddenly disappear, as if it had been swallowed up and disappeared out of thin air.
"What?"
Liang Qiufeng had never encountered such a situation before and was shocked.
According to basic common sense, a good sword is naturally extremely sharp, cuts off hair, and does not stain blood. But the sword in front of me actually swallowed blood beads, which was uncharacteristic of the norm.
He quickly walked over and carefully picked up the sword.
During the previous selection, Liang Qiufeng had also seen this sword, but he didn't like it. He judged it to be the lowest-grade secret weapon and quickly decided to look at the next one.
As for why his finger was cut by the sword, he must have accidentally touched the blade during the inspection and was injured. It was such an accident that he turned back and discovered the magic of the sword.
The sword is three feet long and two fingers wide. From the specification point of view, it is not surprising, it is very ordinary. As for the weight, it is about three kilograms and five taels, which is also quite satisfactory.
No matter how you look at it from the outside, it is a very ordinary sword.
This is also the reason why Liang Qiufeng had a bad first impression and quickly chose to give up on it.
But this time, I looked much more carefully, from top to bottom, from the tip of the sword to the hilt - the hilt was made of iron, black and shiny, I don't know what kind of material it was, and it was extremely hard. There were no patterns carved on it.
Simple and simple. But when you hold it with your five fingers, you feel that there are just the right five lines on the handle.
Taking a closer look, I was shocked to find that those lines were not born or processed, but were created by people.
This discovery surprised Liang Qiufeng.
To practice swordsmanship, you must be diligent in the morning and evening. There are hard-working swordsmen everywhere in the world, which is not surprising. However, most swordsmen use swords, and most people will change many swords in their lives.
On the one hand, there are good and bad grades of swords. As the cultivation strength increases, of course, it is necessary to keep pace with the times and use higher-grade swords;
On the other hand, during the journey of martial arts, there are countless experiences and countless struggles. Weapons are easily damaged. If they are broken, they will naturally need to be replaced with new ones.
In this way, under normal circumstances, if a swordsman uses a sword, it may take a few months or a few years to replace it - unless he owns a peerless magic weapon, which is irreplaceable. But like this
The situations are so rare that they will not be discussed.
The seemingly ordinary sword in front of me has five fingerprints on the extremely durable hilt. How many years has the person who used this sword used it?
The five fingerprints are actually very light. If you don't pay attention, you can easily ignore them. It is precisely because of the lightness that the possibility of deliberately pinching them out is ruled out. They are completely the result of years of practicing and holding the sword.
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When I held it up close and observed it under the light, I found that the traces of fingerprints were evenly distributed, and there were no tiny cracks around it caused by force.
Liang Qiufeng was even more surprised by this discovery: the previous owner of this sword seemed to be quite extraordinary.
"Sadness!"
There are two small characters engraved on the end surface of the sword hilt.
Shangqing Sword is the name of this sword.
"Sword of Injury?"
Liang Qiufeng considered the name of the sword and took it literally. It meant something. It was probably because the sword's previous owner had been hurt by love, so it was named this way.
"Hey, why do your fingers still hurt so much?"
When he came to his senses and looked at the wound again, he couldn't help but be shocked. The wound that had been covered with gold sore medicine actually had blood seeping out continuously, as if it couldn't be suppressed at all.
What a severe sword wound!
Liang Qiufeng's expression changed in shock, and when he looked at the Shangqing Sword, his eyes were filled with strange color.
"There are all kinds of wounds in the world, but love is the most difficult to cure; once the love is hurt, all the internal organs will be injured, and the blood will not stop!"
Inexplicably, such a description came to mind. Between the lines, unspeakable sadness was flowing and flowing, making people unable to help themselves...
"Ha ha!"
A sudden burst of laughter came: "The mysterious weapon is the best, I finally found the best sword!"
Gu Chengyang was overjoyed and raised his sword high.
Keng!
Holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, he pulled hard. But he saw the cold light bursting out, disturbing the eyes, and it was extremely dazzling.
What a sword!
At a glance, you can tell that Gu Chengyang is holding a good sword.
The most exquisite mysterious weapon.
No wonder he was so proud and laughed wildly over it, which was rare.
Zhang Jiangshan looked over and saw the extremely good sword that was a mysterious weapon. He couldn't hide his envy and jealousy. He shook the sword he chose in his hand. It was also a mysterious weapon, but it was only low-grade, far from it.
There is definitely more than one top-quality sword in the huge sword library. Unfortunately, time waits for no one. One hour is almost used up, and it is too late to choose.
That's all, everyone has their own luck, and it's not a bad thing if you can pick out a low-grade mysterious sword.
Thinking about it, I felt calm.
Looking up at Liang Qiufeng, he saw him standing motionless in a corner, holding a sword in his hand that was obviously low-grade.
What is this Junior Brother Liang doing?
Zhang Jiangshan hurriedly walked over and patted Liang Qiufeng on the shoulder: "Qiu Feng, why don't you hurry up and pick a good sword? What are you doing here?"
Liang Qiufeng woke up from a dream, suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Jiangshan with his eyes wide.
When Zhang Jiangshan saw his finger bleeding, he immediately shouted: "Qiu Feng, your finger is injured!"
Liang Qiufeng lowered his head to regain his turbulent emotions and said vaguely: "I accidentally cut it when I was choosing a sword just now. It's okay. Just bandage it and it'll be fine."
Zhang Jiangshan didn't expect him: "In that case, why don't you choose a sword quickly?"
"I've already chosen."
"Ah, I've chosen it. Let me see which one."
"Well, this is the one in my hand."
"Are you kidding me?"
Zhang Jiangshan almost jumped up: "There are thousands of good swords in the sword library, but you just picked this one? Hurry, throw it away... By the way, I remember the location of a low-grade mysterious weapon. I'm going there right now."
Bring it to you..."
He was really worried for Liang Qiufeng, his fat body was about to go back and find the low-grade mysterious sword and give it to Liang Qiufeng.
"The time is up, come out with your swords."
Xiao Jihai's voice sounded at the door.
Oops, it's time.
Zhang Jiangshan looked at Liang Qiufeng, but saw that he walked out first without taking the junk sword in his hand.
The three of them went outside, holding swords in their hands, with different expressions.
Gu Chengyang was overjoyed; Zhang Jiangshan was a little dissatisfied; and Liang Qiufeng was calm and indifferent.
Huang Lao glanced around and saw the grade of the swords chosen by the three disciples. There is no doubt that the mysterious weapon in Gu Chengyang's hand is the best; Zhang Jiangshan is second; as for Liang Qiufeng... well,
Why did he choose such a sword?
There are countless swords stored in the sword library, and many of the swords have been there for many years. Even if Mr. Huang is the guardian of the sword library, it is impossible for him to know every sword well.
He had no impression of the sword Liang Qiufeng chose.
However, this time the master of the palace ordered that the sword library be opened for the three disciples to choose swords at will. This was a special case. There was no need to check the grade of the sword as usual. Huang Lao did not say much, let alone ask for the sword to be tested. Anyway, they made their choice.
Yes, it belongs to them.
As for the good and the bad, there is no way to regret it.
Xiao Jihai is not a swordsman, but he can still tell the quality of a sword. When he saw the sword Liang Qiufeng chose, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed: Liang Qiufeng's performance this time was too poor.
If you have a good eye, you can choose one in the sword library with your eyes closed, maybe it will be better than this one...
But the work is done and there is no point in saying anything.
After some speeches, Xiao Jihai waved his hand and told the three disciples to go back to their residences to rest, recharge their batteries, and prepare to gather in five days to set off from Taicheng to participate in the sect competition.
On the way, Zhang Jiangshan kept chattering to himself about Liang Qiufeng, saying that he really shouldn't choose the Sword of Suffering.
Liang Qiufeng just remained silent.
He didn't want to explain too much, because only he could truly understand what kind of sword the Sword of Sentiment in his hand was.
In comparison, Gu Chengyang's carefully selected exquisite swords are nothing more than scrap metal and rotten wood compared to treasures.
Because the Shangqing Sword is not a secret weapon or a mysterious weapon, but a sword that even Liang Qiufeng can't identify.
Treasure weapon, and perhaps dare not imagine——
Royal weapon!
He can't be sure himself, so how can he tell others?
It is impossible to determine the grade of the Shangqing Sword. There is only one possibility, that is, the sword is far beyond the scope of Liang Qiufeng's understanding.
He only knew that in the sword library, there seemed to be a thought in the sword. While explaining the origin of the Sword of Shangqing, it was also affecting his mind.
The sword can contain thoughts.
In terms of the category of equipment, this is definitely a magic weapon that is above the level of a treasure.
However, this Sword of Sentiment has been damaged before, and part of its mind has been lost due to this, making it unclear to explain.
Or maybe it was just because of the damage that it was accidentally put into the sword library and left in a corner where no one cared about it, gathering dust for hundreds of years.
Now, it met Liang Qiufeng. Just like a thousand-mile horse meeting Bole, it finally showed some edge.
As soon as the sharp edge appeared, the new owner's finger was injured and the blood continued to bleed.
Just as the idea says: "In the world of injuries, emotion is the most difficult to cure; once emotion is injured, all the internal organs will be injured, and the blood will not stop!"
The special property of the Sword of Shangqing is that it can make it difficult for the wound to heal. Even if you apply golden sore medicine, it will not help, and it will still bleed continuously.
Now, Liang Qiufeng's finger is still oozing blood, but fortunately it is slowly bleeding less. You must know that this is just an unintentional cut without exerting the power of the Sword of Injury.
I can't imagine that if the injury is not to a finger, but to a vital part such as the chest and abdomen, even if the injury is not deep, it can be fatal.
"call!"
Liang Qiufeng let out a long breath, but he still couldn't calm down the excitement in his heart. How could he listen to Zhang Jiangshan's words?
When she returned to her residence, Yaoyao found that he was injured and extremely nervous, so she quickly brought him medicine and straps.
After being bandaged several times, the blood flow from the wound finally stopped.
"Little brother, why were you so careless and hurt your hand?"
Liang Qiufeng smiled and said: "In order to choose a good sword, you have to pay some price."
"Good sword, do you have a good sword to use?"
Yaoyao is very happy.
She was originally worried that Liang Qiufeng had no sword to use and wanted to return the secret weapon of middle-grade long sword to Liang Qiufeng, but Liang Qiufeng insisted not to give it back.
"Well, it's this love sword."
"Sword of Injury?"
Yaoyao didn't know the quality of the sword. She just saw that the sword was not in good condition, so she reached out to touch it.
"careful!"
Liang Qiufeng's reminder was still a little late.
Chi!
The sword's edge was like a gleam, and Yaoyao's finger was cut into a small cut, and bright red blood flowed out all of a sudden.
What a sharp sword!
This time, it was Liang Qiufeng's turn to bandage her and jokingly said: "Yaoyao, you accidentally hurt your hand now."
When the true words were returned, Yaoyao couldn't help but blush. What was even worse was that Liang Qiufeng's bandaging technique was very rough. He connected his fingers to his heart, which made her so painful that she almost shed tears.
But somehow, despite the pain, the girl's heart was very happy.
"Brother, you will be leaving for Taicheng soon."
"Well, we'll set off in five days."
"I'm waiting for you to come back."
"I will definitely come back." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)