"So that's it, listen to me first!"

"First, I'm going to die. I feel like I'll be destroyed anytime and anywhere." When Xuan Zhenzi said this, his breath became obviously a little chaotic, and his body was even more dull and extremely dull.

Lynch could see that what he said was true. Perhaps these words were his last obsession.

Lynch listened quietly.

"Second, I have a treasure from the era of origin, called the Nine Star Sword Box, I want to give it to you."

He said, and took out an ancient sword box from the space ring.

This sword box is in the shape of a rectangular box.

It is engraved with ancient patterns and formations, and eight stones are embedded on it, making strange arrays.

"It's the real star stone!" Feng Long shouted: "This sword box is definitely an extraordinary item. In the era of origin, it is at least a supreme artifact."

"Supreme Artifact?" Lynch exclaimed: "Is that the existence of a weapon that transcends the Imperial Way?"

"However, if you look closely, this sword box has a missing star stone, which makes the whole incomplete and greatly reduces the price." Feng Long finished.

Lynch looked carefully and found that there were nine star stones on the sword box, but one was missing on it, making it incomplete and could not be called the Nine Star Sword Box.

Xuan Zhenzi was not afraid of it, but pointed to the incomplete place and said, "It's a pity that one missing here, that is, one missing sword."

"There are nine peerless swords in the Nine Star Sword Box."

"These nine famous swords are the nine sword gods who are extremely famous in the era of origin."

"They all practiced their swords to an unparalleled height, and each of them did not accept anyone."

"So, they made a fight, nine sword gods, and they fought for the top and bottom."

"This battle lasted for 99 years. Finally, the sword god named Can defeated the other eight people and became famous in one fell swoop."

"But, the rest of the world and the others have exhausted everything, their vitality is about to end, and their lifespan is not long."

"Before dying, the nine people unexpectedly reached an agreement. They asked a skilled craftsman to create a set of sword boxes, mainly with broken swords, and combined the nine swords together, waiting for a destined person to be able to control and overtake them."

"Unfortunately, this nine-star sword box fell into my hands in ancient times."

"It's a pity that as the main sword, Can endured the will of the other eight swords. In addition, Canchuang sword itself is a broken sword. In the years without the master's control, it will quickly break."

"So, when it came to my hand, the broken sword was gradually shattered, and now there are only eight swords left."

"However, although the Nine Swords have no head, I have also learned two of them through tens of thousands of years of understanding and control them."

"In this way, I have stood at the peak in ancient times."

"Now I pass on the inheritance to you. I hope you have the opportunity to achieve the main sword, command the other eight swords, and make the Nine-Star Sword Box complete."

When he said this, he slapped his hand and completely cut off his spiritual connection with the Nine Star Sword Box.

It fell lightly into Lynch's hand like a piece of white paper.

Lynch caught it, and the feeling of heavy and mellowness came from his hand. In the Nine Star Sword Box, the other eight swords were sleeping silently and silently without traces.

But at the same time, Lynch's Hanyuan Dragon Rising Sword burst out with a crisp sound, excitement, passion, challenge and other emotions, which made Lynch feel extremely clear.

"Lynch, if your Hanyuan Shenglong Sword can really become the leader of the Nine Swords, then it will be truly complete, that is, the Supreme Artifact, which is so great that it is difficult to fight against you." Feng Long's breathing trembled a little.

In ancient times, having a supreme artifact was the standard for entering the powerful and powerful.

"So, did I accept it?" Lynch hesitated, "but I owe a promise."

"You can measure this for yourself." Feng Long couldn't say too much, after all, there is no free lunch in the world.

Xuan Zhenzi's thoughts are known to everyone, and they are nothing more than asking Lynch to promise to protect the Seven Star Palace.

But Lynch likes the Seven Star Palace, and doesn’t like it. Protecting Xuanzheng Mountain and these elders is equivalent to stuffing feces into Lynch’s mouth.

Therefore, Lynch will never promise to protect the Seven Star Palace.

His state of mind is like this. If he compromises because of this Nine-Star Sword Box, his thoughts will not be understood.

This is a difficult problem.

Lynch thought for a while and said, "Senior Xuan Zhenzi, this treasure is good for me, but your promise has nothing to do with the Seven Star Palace. Only when I can do it can I agree."

Xuan Zhenzi laughed and said, "I knew nothing could change you. However, you know this promise, what I want, more than anyone else. I was born in the Seven Star Palace, and I died in the Seven Star Palace ghost..."

When he said this, the smile on Xuan Zhenzi's face froze. He coughed repeatedly, his vitality quickly disappeared, and his entire aura disappeared.

"It's a pity that my time has come. I'll give you this difficult problem. You'll decide whether to promise or not..."

Xuan Zhenzi said here that the blood vessels in the whole body were stagnant and the breath was gone. His eyes seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, drooping and falling.

He was silent and silent as the old monk passed away.

Then, his figure began to decay little by little, like fragments, shattered and shattered, flying all over the sky, floating in the air, falling back into the seven-star palace.

It has truly become a piece of dust that is everywhere in this Seven Star Palace.

"Senior! Come on!" Lynch was slightly stunned and gave her a greeting.

He didn't expect that Xuan Zhenzi would go so fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

The empty main hall is a bit sad.

"But this old man is smart. He knows that you are a person who values ​​friendship and throws this problem to you." Feng Long couldn't help but sigh.

Lynch naturally understood.

Xuan Zhenzi was not easy to speak, and he could not resolve the conflict between Lynch and the Seven Star Palace, so he took retreat as a step forward and let Lynch decide.

But no matter what, in the end, this love is owed, and this promise cannot be ignored!

After pondering for a long time, Lynch made a decision in his heart.

He walked out of the main hall.

At this time, Xuan Zhengshan and all the elders were waiting outside the door, trembling with fear.

Seeing Lynch come out, Xuan Zhengshan gritted his teeth, and still bit his teeth and went up to meet him.

"Young Master Lin..." Xuan Zhengshan had not finished speaking.

Lynch interrupted: "Senior Xuan Zhenzi, I'm leaving."

"Go, go?" Xuan Zhengshan and the elders trembled violently, with sudden shock, regret, and regret on their faces. In the end, only calmness and melancholy remain.

a long time.

Xuan Zhengshan sighed: "Senior Xuan Zhenzi is getting older and has known his destiny for a long time. He even explained his funeral to us. He said that after his death, he would not want any funerals, and just want to be dust everywhere in this seven-star palace."
Chapter completed!