Chapter 5 Epee Tianque

After leaving Jiuqing Pavilion, Ye Chen followed the directions and came all the way to the Spirit Tool Pavilion.

The guardian of the Lingbao Pavilion is a chubby elder, and his eyes are so small that he can barely see it with his hands.

This person is the head of the Spirit Tool Pavilion, Chow Tai Fook.

"I have seen the elders." Seeing that Zhou Dafu was lying on the reclining chair with a leisurely face, Ye Chen stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Little baby, why haven't I seen you before?" Glancing at Ye Chen, Zhou Dafu sat up, his small eyes focused, looking at Ye Chen up and down.

"I'm a new trainee disciple." Ye Chen handed over his jade card, "Elder Tsing Yi asked me to choose a spiritual tool."

Zhou Dafu took the jade card, looked at it over and over, and then threw it to Ye Chen at will, then lay back lazily, waved his hand, and said, "Go in and choose by yourself! Intern disciples can only choose on the first floor. Don't sneak up to the second floor."

Uh!

Ye Chen took the jade token and walked into the depths of the Spirit Tool Pavilion.

The first floor of the spirit tool pavilion is large enough, with a radius of several thousand feet, and various weapons are placed. It really has all kinds of weapons, and each spirit tool is shining brightly, like a blossoming battle. flowers.

"Sure enough, they're all low-level." After glancing at most of them, Ye Chen was slightly disappointed. As a trainee disciple, he could only choose spiritual tools on the first floor.

Thinking in his heart, Ye Chen picked up a ghost-headed sword, and then shook his head, "It's too light."

Putting down the big sword, he picked up another spirit sword. Although the sword was sharp, Ye Chen put it back in place.

Picking and picking all the way, Ye Chen seems to be a grocery shopping. Although there are many spiritual tools here, but after wandering around for more than half a circle, I have not found a spiritual tool that I can like. If it was placed in the past, these spiritual tools would , he directly ignored it, but now it is not what it used to be, and he can only find it in this pile of low-level spiritual tools.

About to complete a circle, Ye Chen still found nothing.

However, at this moment, the real fire of his Danhai trembled, and a thin flame of hair flew out.

Ye Chen was a little stunned, and hurriedly followed until he came to a stone platform, on which was placed a black iron sword, maybe it had not moved for too long, so it was full of dust, and the trace of real fire , wrapped around this iron sword.

I was amazed,

Ye Chen had already grasped the hilt of the iron sword, a spiritual weapon that Zhenhuo could see, and he also wanted to take a closer look.

However, Ye Chen seemed to underestimate the weight of the iron sword, so he didn't pick it up in a breath.

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"At least 200 pounds." Ye Chen estimated the weight of the iron sword in his heart, and it was no wonder that it would lie here alone. The weight of 200 pounds is not for fun, and ordinary disciples can't lift it. , even if you can afford it, you still have to use your true qi. If you use it to fight with others, if you don't get killed by others, you will exhaust yourself first.

However, it is precisely because of this that he is more interested in this iron sword.

After running the infuriating energy a little, he picked up the iron sword and gently blew off the dust on it.

Heading to the face, Ye Chen felt a breath of vicissitudes of time, and returned the two ancient words on the hilt: Tianque.

"Tianque." With a murmur, Ye Chen looked at the iron sword carefully.

The iron sword has never been opened, and it is much wider than the general spirit sword. I can't tell its material. I only know that it is extremely thick. On the blade, there are many runes that Ye Chen can't understand, and it is very ancient. .

"It's really a strange sword." Ye Chen whispered, secretly thinking that this iron sword without a sharp edge has such a weight, if it is used to slash people, it will not work, but if it is used to smash people, it is a good choice. .

"It's just you." Ye Chen carried the iron sword on his shoulders and walked outside.

Huh?

Not far away, Chow Tai Fook's soft murmur came, "Little guy, you are so small, it's not good to choose something, you have to choose such an iron sword."

bang!

Ye Chen came and put down the iron sword with a bang. The iron sword was so heavy that half of the sword body was slanted into the ground.

"Elder, what's the origin of this sword?" Ye Chen pointed to the Tianque sword and asked, "This is not ordinary weight!"

"That's it!" Zhou Dafu squeezed his moustache, pondered for a moment, and then said, "It was already here when I took over the Spirit Artifact Pavilion, and it has been here for at least a hundred years, as for what? I don't know the origin."

"That's it!"

"I advise you to change to a spiritual weapon. This iron sword is not an ordinary heavy one. Choose a lightweight one!"

"No, that's all." Ye Chen smiled and stroked the iron sword lightly, which became more pleasing to the eye.

"Stubborn little guy, carry it away!"

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"Elder Xie." Ye Chen bowed respectfully again, and then walked out of the Spirit Tool Pavilion carrying Tian Que.

As soon as they went out, they were greeted with surprised eyes. The disciples in twos and threes passed by, first glanced at Ye Chen, and then at the Tianque Sword that Ye Chen was carrying, and they couldn't help pointing at Ye Chen.

"Who is this kid! I haven't seen it before, is it a new intern disciple?"

"The sword he is carrying should be Tian Que!"

"It seems that his strength is not too small! Even if his cultivation base is a little weaker, his brain may not be so normal."

Ye Chen ignored the comments of these people. He had a feeling that the Heavenly Tower Sword was not simple. Compared with those low-level spiritual weapons, he would prefer to choose this Heavenly Tower Sword, which he would carry on his back every day. Aid in practice.

"Huh? People from the Zhengyang Sect." I don't know who, there was a light huh, and everyone around looked at the sky.

There, another huge flying sword passed by, and three people stood on it, a middle-aged beautiful woman, a beautiful beauty, and a handsome young man.

"What are the people from Zhengyang Sect coming to my Hengyue Sect?" Someone asked suspiciously.

"You don't know that. In three months, there will be three great competitions between Zhengyang Sect, Qingyun Sect, and my Hengyue Sect. The people from Zhengyang Sect seem to be discussing the matters of the great competition."

"That female disciple is so beautiful, like a fairy girl."

Ye Chen didn't listen to the discussions of the people around him, his eyes were already on the sky, more accurately on the beautiful woman on Feijian, her robe was swaying, otherwise Xianchen would be like a mortal world Immortal, holy and flawless.

Isn't she Ji Ningshuang of Zhengyang Sect?

"I didn't expect to meet so soon." Ye Chen murmured, in his dark and deep eyes, there was complexity and indifference, "I will kill him one day."

Perhaps feeling that someone was looking at him, Ji Ningshuang on the flying sword couldn't help but glance back at the bottom, but at this moment, Ye Chen had already disappeared from the crowd.

"It feels so familiar." Ji Ningshuang whispered.

"What's the matter, Junior Sister?"

"fine."