Duke Li, his ancestors, were founding heroes.

After many generations of emperors, when the founding of the country, all the great generals and heroes, their descendants, lived in seclusion or left the capital, and some were no longer respected by the royal family and gradually disappeared from ordinary families. But the most common ones gradually disappeared in the foundation of this great holy dynasty for thousands of years.

Duke Li was a hereditary throne, with his father passing through his son and his son passing through his grandson.

Among the descendants of many founding generals and heroes, the Li Mansion was the only family that was still prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period.

When Qin Xianyu came to Li's Mansion, he felt a vicissitudes of life and simplicity, and came from this ancient house.

The man next to him bowed and said, "Mr. Li has been waiting for a long time."

This man led the way and entered the hall, and finally saw the old man.

The old man sat upright on the chair, his hair mixed with black and white, about seventy or sixty years old. He had kind eyebrows and smiled. When Qin Xianyu arrived, the old man even stood up to greet him.

"I have long heard that Master Qin is famous. Not only is he outstanding in appearance, but he is also kind in his heart. He has saved many lives in the prime minister's house one after another. This skill is even more extraordinary, his Taoist practice is extremely high, and his medical skills are as thunderous as the saint."

Duke Li came forward and smiled and said, "Although I am an idle man, I am a senior official of the court. I have long heard that Dao Qin has shown his power and became famous in one fell swoop. Killing people at the top of the list of people, and killing a flying sword of the immortal family. Dao Meng admires his face and wishes to gather in the mansion. It is indeed a great honor."

Qin Xianyu made a slight quip, which was also considered as a Taoist priest's etiquette, and then said: "Mr. Li has a thousand years of blessings and wealth, which makes people respect them very much. If you can be invited by Mr. Li, you will be very happy."

Mr. Li personally poured him a cup of tea.

After saying something, the wine and food were served.

Qin Xianyu was not anxious, and just greeted him.

The two talked for a long time. Mr. Li glanced at the scabbard behind him and said, "I heard that the Taoist priest had a fight with Chen Hao. It was really hateful that Chen Hao relied on the advantage of the flying sword to destroy the Taoist priest's sword. There is a sword weapon in my mansion. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is already called a magic weapon. If the Taoist priest does not dislike it, please accept it."

Qin Xianyu naturally refused to refuse.

This is just for jade, no other request.

If you take the sword away and then seek jade, wouldn’t it be a person who is greedy and greedy? If you take the sword away, it will be difficult to speak later, and there is also an additional layer of obstacle to seeking jade.

But in the end, how can I avoid the old man Li like this?

The old man said only: "I know that ordinary people are not in the eyes of Taoist priests. I am always willing to accept it. I beg the Taoist priest to accept it. Isn't the Taoist priest so ruling to the common things of the Li Mansion?"

As long as he said this, Qin Xianyu knew that he would shirk it, so he really looked down upon it and didn't dare to say it again.

After a while, the sword of the square was presented.

The person holding the sword was also a master of seven-inch internal strength, but when he came with the sword, his pace slowed down. After stopping, he held the sword in both hands, but still did not move at all. This master of internal strength was doing this, which shows that the sword was really extraordinary.

"The martial arts style of our great master's holy dynasty is prevalent, and the casting skills such as swords, guns, swords and halberds are better than those of the surrounding countries. In the past century, in the great master's holy dynasty, Ouyang Tu should be the leader of the sword-making master."

The master of internal strength said in a respectful tone and said in a deep voice: "Master Ouyang Tu has made more than 480 swords in his life, all of which are top-notch swords, which have confirmed the name of the first sword-making master. The sword that Xiao held in his hand was not one of the more than 480 swords, but the last sword in his life by Master Ouyang."

"This sword is made of extraordinary material, I don't know where it comes from. I only know that Master Ouyang Tu stayed behind closed doors and pondered for three months, lived in the wild for three months, ate lightly for three months, and then opened the furnace to refine the sword."

"In the past, it took more than a month to practice swords and was of excellent quality. However, this sword was devoted to Master Ouyang's lifelong efforts and took eight years to achieve success."

"After casting this sword, Master Ouyang stopped casting the sword, and from then on closed the furnace and lived in seclusion outside the world."

"This is the last sword of a master, and it is also the pinnacle of his sword-making career."

When this master of internal strength said deeply, Qin Xianyu realized that this sword actually had such a origin.

Master Ouyang was the first sword-making master of the Holy Dynasty of Great Deity, and was also a sword-making master honored by many surrounding great powers. He lived in seclusion and was unknown whether he was still in the world, but there were many people looking for him, intending to cast a sword or learn sword-making skills.

Each sword of Master Ouyang is a top-notch sword, with a price of 1,000 taels, and even a price without a market. Without channels, 10,000 taels of silver may not be able to get one.

These good swords of 10,000 taels were only created by him for more than a month. However, what about this sword?

Moreover, after Master Ouyang cast this sword, he lived in seclusion, adding a bit of mystery.

This sword is the last in his sword-making career, and its significance is even more extraordinary.

Qin Xianyu sighed, "This... is too expensive."

"For others, it may be valuable, but the Taoist priest is so skillful that he is no longer an ordinary person. I am afraid that this sword is not worthy of you." Mr. Li smiled and said, "I'm not to mention that when Ouyang Tu was in a downturn, he was helped by our Li Mansion. He cared about his old love and sent his last sword, also the best sword, to the Li Mansion. After repaying this kindness, he lived in seclusion in the mountains and spent the rest of his life. In fact, this sword has never paid much for my Li Mansion."

Qin Xianyu said: "But its value is always irreducible."

After saying that, the young Taoist priest didn't say much. He was really happy and reached out to hold the sword.

The hilt of the sword is bound with golden thread and white thread, which feels very good. As soon as I hold it, I feel that the hilt of the sword is originally made of my own palm, which is tightly attached to the palm and fingers. Qin Xianyu was in a trance and had an illusion, as if even the palm lines were tightly attached to the hilt of the sword.

Once I held it, I seemed to stop taking off my hands.

Even the top-notch sword that was obtained from the young master Zhao's surname was far less than that. In comparison, the good sword that felt comfortable at the time was as unbearable as a wooden handle of a hatchet.

There was a low sound.

Qin Xianyu drew his sword and unsheathed it.

The sword body is out of the sheath inch by inch.

There is no dazzling light, only a pool of light autumn water.

The sword body is plain in color, like a stream of water, but also restrained, like a pool of water from a deep pool without fluctuation.

"Good sword."

Qin Xianyu touched the sword body with his hand and felt the blade, and immediately could tell that this sword from Ouyang Tu was many times better than the broken sword in the scabbard behind him.

At that time, if you were using this sword against your enemy Chen Hao, you would not have to worry about it at all. Even if you kept fighting with the flying sword, you would not be afraid of damage.

Qin Xianyu put the sword in the sheath, and the scabbard was also good. It was wrapped in snake skin on the outside, and the color was dark silver, which was also a restrained and simple color.

"The Taoist priest seems to have ordinary fabric, and a battle has been damaged. There are still several Taoist robes in my mansion, which were left by a Qingcheng Mountain Immortal when he was staying in the mansion. This robes have not been worn yet, and they are all brand new."

Mr. Li ordered: "Take the Taoist clothes up."

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