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Chapter 31 Divine Sword

"Don't you see Kunwu iron smelting and flying smoke, red light and purple air are all radiant.

After several years of training, the master of the sword was created.

......

He Yan was abandoned in the middle of the road and fell into the edge of the ancient prison.

Even if it is buried in dust and has no use, it can still rush into the sky every night."

After Yu Chen finished reading it, he smiled and said, "It's so grand and elegant."

Yi Duan was humble. This poem "Ancient Sword" was one of his favorite poems. He didn't expect how Yuchen knew Xiaozhuan.

"Do you like swords?" Yu Chen asked with a smile.

Yi Duan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I prefer swords than Qi Jian."

"Knife?" Yu Chen thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "That thing is too vulgar and unbearable to the eye."

Yi Duan was anxious and argued: "Blade is the way! He cuts his head to the point where he attacks him."

Yu Chen smiled and said, "When the ritual is promising, the sword is on the left, the blue dragon elephant; the sword is on the right, the white tiger elephant. After all, the sword is too murderous, and it is combined with the white tiger elephant, which is an ominous thing.

The sword is worn by a gentleman, and the sword is sent by a hero.”

Yi Duo was not convinced and said loudly: "Don't be sad if you leave the soul, look at the treasure sword hero. The difference between a knife and a sword may not be the difference between a hero and a gentleman."

Yuchen looked at Yi Duan with amusedness. This kid is quite brave. Since his birth, few people have dared to argue with him like this.

"You are right." Yu Chen smiled and said, "I took some things for you, so I will naturally give you some things as compensation. Since you like knives, I will give you a knives."

Yi Duan was stunned and felt confused. Yu Chen's words changed very quickly, making it difficult for him to adapt.

Yuchen looked at Yi Duan, thought for a while, reached out to grab it in the void a few times, then shook his head, then grabbed it twice before nodding.

Yi Duan watched helplessly as a little cold light emerged from the void, and the cold light flashed, a little bit of the tip of the knife was exposed, then the body of the knife, and finally the handle of the knife.

He couldn't help but gasp.

This knife is ordinary, without any pattern, only hollowed out in the middle of the blade, and the entire blade is straight like a sword spine, but it is very different.

The blade has eight sides, with a foot of one meter and two meter, and it has the style of an eight-sided Han sword. The blade has a straight body and a style of a Tang sword.

The handle of the knife is about one foot long, and twelve fine lines are intertwined and twisted into the handle.

Yi Duan looked at Yu Chen suspiciously, and Yu Chen smiled and said, "This is based on what you want. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is better than your dagger, and it should be very consistent with your current path of cultivation."

Yi Duan reached out to take the long knife handed over by Yu Chen, and felt that he was extremely close and held it in his hand. He really couldn't let go of it. He was like an arm instructing him, and he didn't know how Yu Chen made it in a short time.

Yuchen nodded and said, "Fortunately, you like it very much, so I can explain it when I go back."

Yi Duan smiled and said, "Thank you, senior."

Yuchen looked at it and smiled and said, "Can you give it to me with this pen? I haven't seen this thing before, so I'm very curious."

Yi Duan waved his hand and said heroically: "It's just a pen, so take it with me for me."

Yuchen was not polite either. He put away his wolf's pen and said with a smile: "My friend, I'm lucky to see you again."

Yi Duan looked at Yu Chen who was gradually disappearing and looked respectful.

This Yu Chen obviously came with kindness, otherwise with his ability, he would not be able to stop him if he wanted to do evil. I am afraid that only Empress Xia can find a way to stop him, right?

Since someone gave him a gift and took away a pen, it was nothing, but what was the white light he took away from him? What was the use of it?

Yi Duan is not a fool, he just pretends to be a middle-aged boy.

Facing such a mysterious person, it is not an exaggeration to be respectful, but it is easy to do the opposite. Although he lost some white light, he also got a magic sword, which is not a loss.

Yi Duan came outside with the magic sword, looked at a huge rock not far away, waved it casually, and a sword light flashed, flew out of the knife, and sank into the huge rock.

After a long time, the giant stone did not respond. Yi Duan came to the giant stone and reached out to pat it suspiciously. The giant stone turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

"What a good knife! It's really a good knife!"

Yi Duan was overjoyed, stroked the spine of the knife, felt the coldness coming from the blade, and giggled foolishly.

"Village Chief, when did you get such a knife?" Feng Kang came to Yi Duan at some point, looked at the magic sword, and praised: "What a magic sword."

Yi Duan smiled and said, "I just made a deal and exchanged it with someone else."

"That boy in red?"

"Yes."

"It seems that he is a rich man. The village chief didn't ask if his family lacks furniture, linen, etc.? What about the right person? The old man told him personally."

Yi Duan was speechless. This old man was addicted to doing business and wanted to do any business.

"I've left long ago."

"What a pity, otherwise we can make another profit."

Yi Duan doesn’t feel a pity at all. What does this mysterious character want in minutes? Where do you need to buy it with money?

"Old Feng, I asked you to make paper. How is it now?"

Feng Kang couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said in anger: "We have experimented hundreds of times, but it's not possible. I just created some yesterday, but the wind dissipated and it was useless at all."

Yi Duan couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this: "If you can make it, it means that the method is feasible. You only need to change the problem of the material. If you don't put some tough materials, you may be able to make a suitable paper if you do it."

Feng Kang said disdainfully: "You still need to say it? You have started experimenting a long time ago. By the way, the village chief, why do you want this paper? It cannot be preserved, cannot be used, and it is laborious. It is better to make more furniture."

Yi Duan rolled his eyes. It was terrible that he had no culture. He couldn't even tell what the paper was for.

He said angrily: "What do you care about these things? Just do it if you ask you to do it. I am the village chief, I have the final say!"

Feng Kang could have experienced the authority of the village chief. He thought to himself that the child had finally matured a little. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, village chief, I will urge them to make the paper early."

Looking at Feng Kang who was leaving, Yi Duan was moved for no reason. The easiest thing that makes people move is this unconditional trust.

Today's Dafeng Village really trusts Yi Duan, the village chief. Even if Yi Duan lets them jump off the cliff and commit suicide, they probably won't hesitate.

The simplicity of the people of Daxia can be seen.
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