Everyone in the Feng Shen Sect knew that Feng Zhiyuan once had a sword that never left his body, but later disappeared with him.
It is much easier for Zhiyuan Jian to prove that he is that sword than Zhiyou imagined.
Feng Zhiyuan set up many mechanisms in Feng Shen Sect, which cannot be opened except by those who are destined to do so. Zhiyuan Sword is the 'key' that can open all the mechanisms.
The person who knows Feng Zhiyuan best in the world is none other than Zhiyuan Sword.
And the one that Feng Zhiyuan trusted the most was none other than Zhiyuan Sword.
"These two really have a deep love for each other."
Zhiyou couldn't help but began to have some weird thoughts, and then he couldn't help but spurn himself.
She thought it was because she was superficial, or simply jealous.
She has lived several lifetimes and has never trusted anyone wholeheartedly or been trusted by anyone wholeheartedly.
She has no relatives, no friends, no partners, not even her own weapons or magic weapons.
If she dies, all traces of her existence will soon disappear...
I didn't think so before, but now I think it's a bit desolate.
Zhiyuan Jiandao: "Do you want to know how I turn on the mechanism?"
Zhiyou blinked and said, "I want to."
But I didn't have the nerve to ask before, in case there was any secret that I couldn't tell.
Zhiyuan Jian said quietly: "Because your master once sacrificed blood to the sword."
There is Feng Zhiyuan's blood in his sword body, which is the secret to unlocking the mechanism.
"oh……"
The answer is that simple.
When Zhiyou walked out of the temple carrying the Zhiyuan Sword, the bosses of the Feng Shen Sect had been waiting for a long time.
"What's your name, little girl? Where did you come from?"
The great elder couldn't wait to greet him, his old face smiling like a flower.
Zhiyou introduced himself to his family with a calm face, and was immediately surrounded by enthusiastic elders, talking in all directions.
After listening to a few words, Zhiyou said apologetically, "Sorry, I already have a master."
"Oh? Who do you study under?"
The elders looked unhappy. Apart from the sect leader and deputy sect leader, there was no more suitable candidate than them.
Zhiyou had a solemn face and reluctantly uttered two words: "Wind God."
There was no other way, everyone called Feng Zhiyuan that, so she had no choice but to go with the flow.
"Wind God?"
The unbelievable title made everyone stunned, and then they all stared at Zhiyou with incredible eyes.
The child is a good child, why is he crazy?
Zhiyou knew what everyone was thinking at a glance. He raised his long sword and said, "This sword is called Zhiyuan Sword. I believe you all have heard of it."
As Feng Zhiyuan's disciple, she must maintain her identity even when facing big bosses within the same sect.
Because once her identity is recognized, her status in the Feng Shen Sect will be unmatched by anyone, and these people in front of her can only be her descendants.
Everyone stared at Zhiyuan Sword, and the great elder said bluntly: "I've heard of it, but I've never seen it."
There are too many rumors about Zhiyuan Sword, and there is no shadow of this sword in Feng Zhiyuan's portrait, so no one knows what this sword should look like.
"How do you prove that it is the Zhiyuan Sword."
The sect master who had been silent finally spoke, with a serious face that would definitely scare the children to tears.
Zhiyou didn't panic at all and said calmly: "This is easy. There should be many mechanisms in the sect that have never been opened. Just take me there and give it a try."
"Can."
The sect leader nodded and walked towards a nearby small stone platform. The deputy sect leader glanced at Zhiyou with a smile and followed him. Naturally, none of the elders were left behind.
The stone platform is only half a person's height and looks like it was built haphazardly by naughty children, as if it could be blown down if the wind gets stronger.
"here?"
Zhiyou felt that they were joking with him.
"right."
The sect leader looked extremely serious, not joking at all.
"Uncle Master?"
"Um."
"Thank you for your hard work, uncle."
The clueless Zhihu muttered a word and threw the Zhiyuan Sword high, waiting for him to use it on his own.
Zhiyuan Sword paused for a moment in the air, without making any fancy moves. After spotting a hole, he stabbed it in fiercely.
There was a loud noise and gravel flew. If everyone present had not reacted quickly enough, they would have been thrown into disgrace in an instant.
After the dust settled, a dark hole appeared on the spot.
Zhiyou sent a message and asked, "Is it done?"
It looks like just breaking the stone platform is enough.
"Go in."
Zhiyuan's sword plunged in first, followed closely by Zhiyou. Everyone who was watching the excitement wanted to follow, but they couldn't get in no matter what.
The great elder twisted his eyebrows and asked with a troubled expression: "Do you believe it or not?"
Anyway, he kind of believed it, but he didn't believe it very willingly.
If what the little girl said is true, not only will he not be able to accept him as his disciple, but he will probably have to treat a child with respect in the future.
Just thinking about this kind of thing makes me feel unacceptable.
One of the elders said dullly: "What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true."
He didn't want to be crushed by a little girl who appeared out of nowhere.
Feng Zhiyuan can be regarded as their ancestor, so how should they be regarded as their ancestor's disciples?