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Chapter 252 Longyuan Treasure House(2/2)

Shouldn't this be right?

With Yue Bingyun's musical attainments, nine hundred years have passed, and he should have reached the imperial realm long ago.

But this is not the key. There will always be opportunities to become an emperor, and it is normal to be stuck at the peak of the holy realm.

But I have never seen what happened?

Saint Lord Yanmiao said: "But the fact that the first one remembered you in his name may really have something to do with the music. The former leader Gu Xingchen was very concerned about it. He died in the Holy Legend Ceremony, so the first one may have remembered you.

"

Si Xueyi smiled sarcastically and did not answer.

In other words, Qiu Yuebai didn’t recognize me in that song?

What am I thinking? I’m still not sure that the first one is Yue Dangjia.

Si Xueyi's thoughts were slightly confused. When he arrived at the Longyuan Treasure House, he had not come back to his senses, and his expression was changing.

After Yanmiao landed, she said: "Come in with me. This Longyuan treasure house contains many important treasures of the Holy Court. There must be something that will make your heart beat."

Si Xueyi said: "I, I won't go in. Please help me choose a good one, Holy Lord."

Yan Miao blinked and looked at Si Xueyi, wondering if she had heard wrong.

"It's really strange. This is the first time someone is not interested in Longyuan Treasure House. Okay, whatever you want, my sister can help you choose one."

Seeing that Si Xueyi was really good-looking, Holy Lord Yanmiao forgave him.

Si Xueyi thought for a moment and said, "I want a sword, a sword better than Qingshuang."

"Qingshuang?"

Saint Lord Yanmiao thought about it and said, "That is an imitation of a mythical holy weapon. You handed it over from a disciple of the Bai family at the Holy Legend Ceremony. Okay, it's not a big problem."

After Si Xueyi watched the other party go in, he sat casually on the big rock in front of the treasure house.

He took out the unicorn jade pendant, his expression changed, as if he didn't mean much to find your token.

"That voice should be Master Yue himself. As long as I meet him, I can be 100% sure."

"Why did you abandon music and choose to become a saint through books?"

"What have you experienced in these nine hundred years?"

Si Xueyi suddenly felt a little distressed. Even though he was still not completely sure that the first person was Master Yue, he still felt sorry for her.

Yue Bingyun loves music from the bottom of her heart. If she doesn't play the piano for a day, she will lose a lot of energy and energy.

But once she touched the strings, the brightness and love burst out in her eyes. Si Xueyi still remembers the kindness to this day.

"What are you thinking about? So absorbed!"

Si Xueyi was awakened by a crisp sound, but Saint Lord Yanmiao came out at some point.

Before he could answer, Holy Lord Yanmiao smiled and said: "No matter what you are thinking, take a look at this sword first. My sister specially chose it for you."

Si Xueyi looked over and saw an unsheathed silver sword sent over by Holy Lord Yanmiao.

The scabbard has simple patterns and looks extremely exquisite.

"This is an imitation of the mythical holy weapon Immortal Burial Sword. It is definitely several levels stronger than the Blue Frost Sword. When you reach the heavenly throne, you will have the opportunity to promote this sword to a holy weapon."
Chapter completed!
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