It is rumored that the Fenghua Sword is the sword of the God of War. After the death of the God, the Fenghua Sword also fell into the mortal world.
After the Fenghua Sword fell to the mortal world, it accidentally used its divine power to protect a child who was taken away by a wolf in the deep mountains and dense forests.
The child's parents were hermit masters. When they saw their child being saved by the magic sword, they immediately swore an oath to protect it for generations.
This is the ancestor of our Yanlong clan. It has been passed down to me for almost a thousand years.
Zhuo Yuan sighed softly. This was also the origin of the relationship between the Yanlong Clan and the Fenghua Sword.
The Flame Dragon Clan has lived under the protection of the Fenghua Sword's divine power for generations, and not only has their hair color and blood undergone special changes.
"The Divine Sword is still a Divine Sword after all. Even if it has fallen to the mortal world, it still has the mission of protecting everyone."
Song Qingbai sighed. Compared to the Wuwangxie Sword, it was much better.
"That's true, but mortals cannot control the power of the Fenghua Sword. For thousands of years, countless clan leaders of the Flame Dragon Clan have wanted to regard it as their life sword, but in the end, they all returned empty-handed."
Zhuo Yuan looked at the dragon beast's heart meridian calmly. He had never seen the true form of Fenghua Sword. He had only seen its phantom in the illusion.
"Zhuo Yuan, have you ever tried to take the sword?"
Song Qingbai looked up at him. With his special bloodline and the dragon beast's approval, it should not be difficult for him to take the sword.
"I have never had the intention to take the sword."
"Why? Aren't you the leader of the Flame Dragon Clan? The divine sword is right here, and you're not even a little bit shaken?"
Song Qingbai was surprised. If it were someone else, they would have come up with many solutions long ago.
"That's not the case. It's just that I'm not good at swordsmanship. If such a sacred sword were in my hands, I'm afraid it would be put to shame."
Zhuo Yuan said calmly that he had always been accompanied by dragon beasts since he was born, so he could naturally feel the sword energy of the Fenghua Sword.
He just felt that there was a different feeling between him and the sword, a feeling that he couldn't describe.
Therefore, he gave up the idea of taking the sword.
"Fenghua, listen to this, it's not that Zhuo Yuan doesn't want to look for you, but he's worried that he's not worthy of you.
Who could have imagined that after a thousand years he would have become so timid. And you are still stuck in the past, why bother?
The dragon beast spoke slowly. Over the years, it had already regarded Fenghua Sword Spirit as a friend.
Seeing its pain and stubbornness, it was clearly just a sword, but it had grown a heart.
"Let me think about it. I've been hiding in your heart for many years, and I've had enough. Let's see how sincere Song Qingbai is."
Fenghua Sword Spirit was still stubborn, but in fact, when he heard the conversation between Zhuo Yuan and Song Qingbai, he was already very excited.
I wanted to fly over to him immediately and seek his comfort.
"hehe"
The dragon beast grinned and looked at the Fenghua Sword Spirit, which seemed eager to attack, without saying anything else.
"Zhuo Yuan, can you try to take the sword?"
Seeing Zhuo Yuan staring at the dragon beast's heart in a daze, Song Qingbai spoke directly.
"Me? Didn't you ask for the sword yourself? Why are you asking me to do it?"
"Just kidding, but can I borrow some of your spiritual blood?"
Song Qingbai had a smile on his face, his fox eyes sparkling with water as he stared at Zhuo Yuan without blinking.
Zhuo Yuan suddenly felt his face burning red, and asked in a very unnatural tone.
"what are you up to?"
"Nothing, just a little intuition, that is, to summon the Fenghua Sword, your blood is quite useful."
Song Qingbai said mysteriously, because she had just contacted the system secretly again.
It turns out that the Fenghua Sword is willing to guard here for a thousand years, which shows that it has a deep bond with the Yanlong people, just like the moment it fell to the mortal world.
The divine sword always chooses its own master. Before that, it will always follow the master of the previous life and never betray him.
After the system's reminder, and considering that Zhuo Yuan had said that his blood was special and that the blood of other people in the Yanlong clan was not the same as his.
Therefore, only Zhuo Yuan's blood can save the dragon beast and keep its heart healthy.
All signs indicate that Zhuo Yuan's identity is so special that even he himself may not have discovered it.
But it was also good this way. Song Qingbai wanted to borrow the sword. She had extraordinary talent and her cultivation was rapid.
And just as Zhuo Yuan worried, his cultivation talent was indeed inferior to Song Qingbai's.
"Since you saved the dragon beast, why wouldn't it be a problem for me to help you?"
After the test in the illusion, Zhuo Yuan became more certain of Song Qingbai's character, so even if the magic sword was in her hands, it would not endanger innocent people.
It would be better to let her take the sword and make full use of it.
"Thank you very much."
Seeing Zhuo Yuan's quick movements and cutting his finger directly, Song Qingbai's expression became more serious.
She sat cross-legged, forming seals with her hands, and a ray of light purple light wrapped in bright red blood directly penetrated into the heart of the dragon beast.
“Fenghua Divine Sword, obey my call, the evil demons descend, aid my magical powers, and be driven by me.
Song Qingbai swore an oath here, to wield the sword and slay the evil, to protect the peace of the Shenwu Continent. Even if I die nine times, I will not regret it..."
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind formed in front of him, and Zhuo Yuan had to take two steps back. Then he saw a powerful summoning spell formed in front of Song Qingbai.
This formation was strange, something he had never seen before.
After summoning the sword many times in a row, Song Qingbai couldn't help but sweat on her forehead. This was the magic sword summoning spell she learned from the secret book.
Not only does it require strong spiritual support, it also requires a firm mind and strong spiritual awareness.
"Host, can you still hold on? I see that this Fenghua Divine Sword doesn't recognize you! If you continue like this, I'm afraid your spiritual power will be exhausted. It's better to stop quickly!"
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