Chapter 106 Xiao Hei Xiao Hei
Master Luo heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the senior masters were not angry and that the young disciple was smiling and in a good mood.
During the fight just now, everyone in the Luoshu Sword Sect had witnessed He Cen's level, so it was not too embarrassing for him to take out the Shumo Sword this time.
"Your Majesty, this is the Shumo Sword, the most precious treasure of our Luoshu Sword Sect. Young Master, you can come and try it out."
Jun Chao nodded, turned around and called He Cen behind him, "He He, come and see if you like it."
The Shumo Sword is three feet and three centimeters long, with a blue-green sword glow all over. The hilt is carved with frost patterns and engraved with a blue dragon totem. The two edges of the sword are snow-white and translucent, and are inlaid with a bright and elegant moonstone. It is indeed a good sword.
The sword body is also beautifully crafted. Once it is opened, the heavy and solemn aura of the sword rushes towards you.
The sense of oppression is very strong.
He Cen tilted his head and looked at it twice, but he had no intention of touching it. He and the Shu Mo Sword felt each other's presence face to face. Famous swords are all spiritual. The Shu Mo Sword did not move, and He Cen shook his head first, "Not suitable."
Shumojian seemed a little sad about his choice, and even took the initiative to float in front of him.
He Cen smiled and gave it some spiritual power. "You are very good. I don't mean to abandon you. But it's not the feeling I want. I hope you find your soulmate."
Shu Mojian then retreated unwillingly.
Sect Leader Luo was stunned. He had just seen Shu Mojian take the initiative to choose the blond-haired boy in front of him, but this was not possible?
Who are these disciples of the Venerable Master? They don't even look down upon their sect's treasure.
Seeing this, Jun Chao didn't waste any more words and nodded slightly to Sect Leader Luo, "Put it away. Sorry for bothering you today."
Sect Leader Luo didn't know what to say. Although he was happy that the sect's treasure was not taken away, the young master was truly terrifying. So many swords were vying to get him, but he didn't value any of them.
If all the sword practitioners in the world knew how arrogant he was, they would all go crazy with jealousy.
He Cen really didn't like the Shumo Sword. He felt that the Shumo Sword was a bit aloof and looked like it was held by someone who was well-read in poetry books. It didn't really fit his character as a salty fish.
Of course he didn't dare to say it out loud, otherwise Shu Mojian would probably cry sadly.
After that, he went to Taiyi Sword Sect and Dayan Sword Sect and encountered basically the same situation. In a short time, He Cen's reputation had spread among sword practitioners.
With terrifying strength, stunning looks, and four respected masters as his backers, he is simply at the pinnacle of his life. I don't know how to describe it.
He Cen's affinity for swords is unmatched in the world of cultivation, which makes it even more difficult to find a weapon that suits him.
Seeing Jun Chao and the others worried, He Cen was open-minded and said, "It's okay, it's only been a few days. If I can't find the right one, I'll just use whatever I can."
He thought to himself that it wouldn't take a few days anyway. Since he had decided to end his relationship with the female strategist in the sect competition, it wouldn't take him a few days to pick out a good sword.
He had been keeping this matter in his heart, and he had kept it secret so well that even his masters didn't know about it.
Maybe it was due to He Cen's previous delicate personality. Jun Chao and the others thought that the little sword spirit was simple-minded and easy to control. They never expected that the obedient little baby would have a big secret in his heart.
He Cen never mentioned the incident of the rebel lord breaking the sword once, and the four people didn't know either. In fact, beneath the smiling, cheerful and cute appearance of the little sword spirit, there was a bloody and scarred fact.
After visiting several sword tombs, He Cen didn't find a suitable sword, so he decided not to run away. He rested in Xiyan Palace for a while, waiting for the sect competition to begin.
Just after he came back from playing with the little sword spirit that day, Jun Chao received a message from Sect Leader Luo, saying that a new black sword suddenly flew out of the sword tomb, and it left on its own without being named yet.
Judging from the direction, they were following their aura, which might be related to He Cen. Sect Leader Luo did not dare to delay and directly sent a spiritual message to Jun Chao.
Almost at the moment when Ling Xun finished reading, the pitch-black sword had already pierced through Xiyan Palace and stopped directly in front of He Cen.
He Cen himself was also shocked. It was the first time he saw a sword chasing someone and claiming its master.
"Wow~ It's so dark, Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei?"
No matter what he said, the sword looked extremely happy, and it became extremely proud when he called him "Xiao Hei". The sound of the sword vibrated and buzzed, and it was extremely excited.
To be honest, this sword doesn't have any bright spots. The blade is pitch black, without any runes or carvings. Even the side blades are not blessed. It is very - ordinary.
It feels like a piece of black iron, which, after being forged a few times, becomes like a sword.
As for the rest, I really can’t explain it.
Jun Chao touched it and found that the sword body and handle were quite rough, and it felt like a broken piece.
If it weren't for the abundant spiritual energy surrounding the sword, the four of them would have been confused about where this piece of garbage came from.
He Cen found the sword's smug look quite amusing, so he poked it. The black sword became soft and unexpectedly changed shape. The four people in Bo Lou looked at each other and asked, "Soft iron?"
As he spoke, he was about to grab the sword to try it out, but the black sword dodged twice and didn't let him grab it first. He could touch it, but couldn't use it.
The Demon Lord became interested, "Oh~ It has taken a fancy to us He He, and it has quite a temper."
He Cen had never thought it was so smart, his eyes widened a little, "Xiao Hei~ you like me so much~"
The black sword actually swayed back and forth twice, as if nodding.
At this point, He Cen also felt that it was quite predestined, so he tried it out. When the black sword saw him raise his hand, it couldn't wait to drill into his palm, which made He Cen very amused.
The handshake felt a little rough, as Xiao Hei had not been polished after all, but He Cen inexplicably felt it was quite suitable.
It was as if it was destined by heaven that this sword was meant to be mine.
He swung it lightly, but he didn't control the force well, and the power was so great that he cut a big hole in Beiqi's Xiyan Palace without noticing.
Several people were shocked at the same time, and He Cen himself was dumbfounded, "No, Xiao Hei, are you so powerful?"
Bei Qi sighed twice, "Our treasure is truly extraordinary. Not only does it come to us on its own, but it is also so useful."
He Cen was a little apologetic, "Master, I'm sorry I ruined the floor."
Bei Qi laughed and pinched his little face, "It's no big deal, our He He got a magic sword, it's good enough if you like it, it doesn't matter if the house is demolished."
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it gently, and the cracked part instantly recovered, looking as clean as new, without any signs of damage.
Swords are very spiritual. He Cen seems to like Xiao Hei very much, so Jun Chao and the others are relieved. "It seems like they are really destined to be together. So this is it?"
He Cen nodded affirmatively, "Let's take this one. I won't look for it anymore. I think it's pretty easy to use."
Jun Chao asked again, "Do you want to quench and polish it? Carve some restrictions on it?"