This sword still has some faint purple-red lines on its surface, and the overall color is reddish-purple. It is covered with dust and traces of rust.
The tip of the broken sword was hanging downward at the top of the stone bridge.
Just like that, it remained suspended in the air for who knows how many hundreds of years.
"Xuanjianqiao? Xuanjianqiao!" Zhang Fan muttered to himself, "There is nothing strange in the world. Just by looking at this sword, you can get a glimpse of the style of those dragon slayers back then."
At the same time, Nangong Manyun's voice was heard from the bridge.
"Please look at this bridge in front of me. According to local legends, it has stood here for nearly a thousand years. The first record of it in historical records was during the Ming Dynasty, but many people say that this bridge appeared as early as the Tang Dynasty."
"And the reason why this bridge is called Xuanjian Bridge is because there is an ancient sword with a mysterious legend under this bridge."
Following Nangong Manyun's words, the camera was also aimed at the location under the bridge.
After breaking through the clouds, I saw a broken sword hanging at the entrance of the bridge where the water was shimmering. It was an ancient sword with a special shape and a very vicissitudes of life. It was just floating there quietly, giving people a shocking feeling that made their scalps tingle!
"Oh my god, this sword is so cool!"
"I can guarantee that as long as I get a high-definition picture of this sword, I can reproduce it immediately."
"You dare to replicate this? Do you know what this means? I advise the anchor to leave here quickly. A dragon was killed here before. The soul of the dragon is still here. Anyone who steps on this bridge will have a bad ending. You are really brave."
“Is the person upstairs bragging?”
"Do I have to brag to you guys here? I advise the anchor to leave immediately. It's too late."
"Don't pay attention to that lunatic. This bridge is an old bridge that has experienced many hardships. I didn't expect that there is such a huge arch bridge in such a remote place. Considering the history of the bridge, it can probably be called a scenic spot."
"Please protect this place quickly. This lake is so beautiful and this bridge is so historic. Don't let some people destroy it."
"Where is the sword that Deputy Section was talking about? I'll give you 5,000. When can you get it out?"
"You believe my bragging?"
Various kinds of barrage emerge one after another.
Netizens' questions, inquiries, jokes, etc. soon filled the entire screen.
Nangong Manyun's eyes were filled with excitement.
Because it’s time to describe myths and legends in your own voice again!
This is the time that Nangong Manyun enjoys the most.
"Don't joke around, this sword is very famous, and normally no one dares to touch it.
According to legend, a long time ago, in gaps in rivers like this one that were close to the sea, there would often be some dragons that had cultivated to a high level, and they wanted to use the method of rivers flowing into the sea to cultivate themselves to become real dragons. "
"But some of these fake dragons are actually monsters that stir up trouble and bring disaster to the human world. In order to prevent these monsters from ever becoming dragons, the dragon slayers at that time would tie a sword that had killed a real dragon to the bridge at the estuary to deter the evil dragons that wanted to enter the sea through here."
"This method is effective. As far as I know, there are more than one bridge like this. However, as time flies and changes, some bridges have long disappeared in history, but the Dragon Slaying Swords will never disappear. They must have sunk to the bottom of the water and are still protecting this world."
Nangong Manyun's extremely romantic introduction caused the entire live broadcast room to be silent for a few seconds.
Then all kinds of praise, rewards, expressions, comments, etc. came one by one.
“Is what Nangong Manyun said true?”
"I've heard that if a Jiaolong like this wants to truly become a real dragon, it can't stay in the mountains. It must go into the sea. As the saying goes, clouds follow dragons and winds follow tigers. If you want to become a real dragon, you must go through the trials of the sea."
"This girl is so understanding. The stories she tells are both interesting and meaningful. She is much better than those internet celebrities."
“What internet celebrity?”
"Don't you know yet? Before Nangong Manyun came, the local TV station had already released the news half a month ago. Many internet celebrities took a long time to come here compared to Nangong Manyun. Now all kinds of weird internet celebrities have come here. I really don't know why those people do those sensational things."
Nangong Banyun frowned when he saw someone mentioned other internet celebrities in the live broadcast room.
"Everyone, what I said is not false, nor is it a story. This is a true rumor I heard from the locals. Please look, this sword has been hanging here and has become rusty. No one has stolen it in these hundreds of years. Are you the only one who knows that this sword is very valuable?"
Nangong Manyun explained: "This sword has been hanging here for many years. Many collectors want to collect it, but no one dares to steal it, because if the sword is stolen, there will be a huge event like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth."
Listening to Nangong Manyun's words, everyone sent funny expressions at the same time.
"Nangong Manyun has been getting more and more naughty recently. What he said sounded like the truth. Who doesn't know that this is a myth?"
“Nangong Manyun, please tell us some other stories, such as the dragon or something. What’s the point of always talking about a broken sword!”
"Hey, look, that person sitting motionless on the bridge, could he be the one guarding this sword?"
"No, why is this a little brat?"
Seeing this barrage, Nangong Manyun looked across the bridge in surprise.
At one end of the mottled and bumpy bridge surface, a little Taoist child who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old was standing there quietly.
It seems that everything in this world has nothing to do with this little Taoist boy.
On the forehead of this little Taoist boy, there was a purple mark that divided the entire skull into two parts, making him look quite immortal.
Seeing this scene, Nangong Manyun immediately took a step forward happily.
I was still thinking that this time I finally met a local and could finally let him tell me the story about this bridge.
But Nangong Manyun had just taken the first step.
Suddenly, the little Taoist boy's face turned cold and he spoke loudly.
"Don't come over here, step back immediately!"
Nangong Manyun's expression paused slightly, and he subconsciously took three steps back.
He looked around, thinking that danger was coming.
The staff behind her also stepped back, feeling somewhat panicked.
Because this little Taoist priest seemed to appear at a very wrong timing, and he was a local.
Could it be that this place is really weird?
This thought just flashed through my mind.
Then, the clear lake surface, which was originally calm and quiet, suddenly made a loud bang.
Immediately, countless tons of water, like a river from the sky, crashed onto the stone bridge.
The exploding waves were like pebbles, scattering across the sky and hitting the body, causing people to scream in pain.
Even this stone bridge was shaking. ?
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