Self-cultivation in the world of monster hunting

Chapter 17

After Wenren Feihong finished speaking, the guests began to be polite and flattered each other whoever had higher qualifications would be invited first. Only Lu Xiang and Sijun stood up unceremoniously, seeing that Bo Yangyan was still sitting Shrinking his neck, Lu Xiang immediately picked him up.

Afterwards, people got up one after another. Everyone who got up Wenren Feihong would immediately bow to salute and report the other party's name. After the number of people passed twenty, Wenren Feihong said: "Then first, I invite all distinguished guests to come with me."

Then four disciples carried soft chairs for Wen Renxian to sit on and carry them ahead, while Wen Ren Feihong led the guests a few feet behind.

It seems that Wen Renxian is really tight with that sword treasure, even his own son is on guard, before showing it, no one really knows where he hid it.

After about a cup of tea, everyone stopped in the small garden. Wen Renxian got off the soft chair and walked slowly to a rockery. Some mechanism was used, and the rockery slowly moved away, revealing a The pitch-black tunnel.

Going down the tunnel again, Lu Xiang frowns.

Wen Renxian said to everyone: "Everyone, please forgive me, it is a precious item after all."

Everyone expressed their understanding, and then stood in a row in twos and threes, and entered the narrow tunnel one by one. Wenren Feihong was at the end, and Lu Xiang looked back. He was arranging disciples to guard the exit.

Then the rockery slowly closed again, the last bit of sunlight was blocked, and only the faint light of the oil lamp remained in the tunnel. Lu Xiang couldn't help but took Sijun's arm and hugged him tightly.

Sijun shook his hand but did not move away, turned his head and asked, "Afraid of the dark?"

Lu Xiang nodded pitifully.

Seeing sparks in Lu Xiang's eyes, Sijun finally didn't shake Lu Xiang away.

After walking through the tunnel for a long time, they finally reached a slightly open area. Wenren Feihong ordered all the oil lamps to be lit.Only now did Lu Xiang see that their basement was quite magnificent, similar to the main hall on the ground.But here is a few feet deep underground, and there is only one exit, which is much safer than on the ground.

In the hall, there is a long table of huanghuali, on which are placed four exquisite wooden boxes of different sizes.

One zhang away from the long table, there is a seat for guests, and everyone sat down in a polite manner without approaching the long table.

Wen Renxian stood in front of the long table and delivered a solemn statement to the guests, what would he do if he could unlock the secret of the sword and benefit the world.

After finishing speaking, Wen Renxian was exhausted, Wenren Feihong helped him to sit on the soft chair on the east side of the small hall, then walked to the small table, and began to show the four spiritual artifacts to everyone.

Bo Yangyan was very nervous, and Lu Xiang was also very nervous. He couldn't help poking Xingyuan and said, "Don't pretend to be dead, talk to me, maybe the mystery of my life experience will be revealed here. gone."

Xing Yuan said: "Be quiet, don't be too outstanding, if something happens to Wen Renxian's sword, the outstanding person will definitely be the first to be suspected."

Lu Xiang complained about his crow's mouth, so he kept silent and pretended to be dead again.

Lu Xiang was not interested in the first two spiritual artifacts, but when the third wooden box was opened, Lu Xiang became energetic in an instant.

Cosmos bag!

Wenren Feihong held the Qiankun Bag in his hand and showed it to everyone, saying: "This Qiankun Bag was cast by my father several years ago. It may look the same as other Qiankun Bags, but it is a magical object. My father I have never been willing to use it, and I keep it here. It is said to be magical because it not only contains the universe inside, but also can change the size according to one's will. It can be as large as a basket or as small as a soybean. Also, this universe bag is It can be used as a shield, and if you hide in it, ordinary people or monsters will never hurt you."

All the guests expressed surprise and praise, and Lu Xiang was shocked.

Isn't this the same as his own universe bag?Is this admirable?Isn't it possible for Qiankun bags all over the world to do this?

Then Wenren Feihong took a step forward with the Qiankun bag, and Lu Xiang opened his eyes wide to look at it, only to suddenly realize that this Qiankun bag is not very similar to his own Qiankun bag embroidery, but exactly the same, even the thread used is different It can be seen that it is the same color.

It seems that these two Qiankun bags are like a pair.

Could it be that I really have something to do with Wenren's family?Lu Xiang felt his heart beating wildly. He turned his head and glanced at Bo Yangyan. The other party obviously noticed it too, and was looking at Lu Xiang in surprise.

Lu Xiang was a little impatient, and anxiously wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, he felt his hand being held.

Sijun grabbed his hand.

Sijun's fingers are very long, with obvious phalanges. He glanced at Sijun, who was looking at him calmly.

It's best not to say anything now.

Lu Xiang suddenly calmed down, as if as long as this man was around, all problems would be fine.

Lu Xiang straightened his face and took a deep breath.

Xingyuan also pulled Lu Xiang's hair on top of his head to tell him to calm down.

Lu Xiang waved his other hand to show those who cared about him that he was fine.

Then, Wenren Feihong showed the Qiankun bag to everyone, and put it back into the wooden box.

Then the spirit weapon in the last wooden box will be displayed.

Not only the guests were nervous, but Lu Xiang's hands were shaking when he saw Wenren Feihong.The moment he opened the wooden box, his throat rolled up and down.

Wenren Feihong took the sword out of the wooden box, turned around, as graceful as when he first saw it.

"Everyone, this is the sword."

As Wenren Feihong said, he raised his sword and slowly pulled it out of the scabbard, all eyes were focused on one place.

This is the world-renowned sword. A majestic black dragon is carved on the hilt. The black dragon is lifelike and has torch-like eyes.But the whole body of the sword was pitch-black, and before it was completely pulled out of the sheath, it felt the cold light of the sword's edge.

That sword is indeed beautiful. Before seeing it, Lu Xiang never imagined that a sword could cast such beauty.Even if you don't know about spiritual weapons, you can't help but admire the superb skills of the casters.

Lu Xiang was watching, and suddenly felt that the hand holding him was a little tighter. Lu Xiang thought that Sijun had something to say to him, but when he turned his head to look, he found that Sijun was concentrating on looking at the sword. He clenched himself involuntarily.

Sijun was frowning, with an indescribable expression, as if he had fallen into some kind of incomprehensible confusion.

Lu Xiang was a little at a loss, thought for a while, held Sijun's hand behind his back, and squeezed Sijun's hard fingers with his soft paws.

Sijun looked down at the hands they held together, and then looked up at Lu Xiang, who smiled at him very shallowly.

Sijun didn't smile, but his expression relaxed a little.

The sword was half drawn, and Bo Yangyan, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly said, "Master Wenren, may I have a closer look at it? To unlock the secret of this sword, at least let us see clearly what it is. What does it look like?"

Lu Xiang looked back in surprise, only to see that Bo Yangyan's face was flushed, and his forehead was covered with sweat. It seemed that these words required a lot of strength to speak out.

This request made Wenren Feihong blush immediately, he took a hard look at Bo Yangyan, and became very irritable at his overreaching again.

But this time, Bo Yangyan didn't flinch, and looked at Wen Renxian earnestly with little courage.

Wen Ren Feihong looked helplessly at Wen Renxian, who thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Wenren Feihong turned his head and raised his legs to move forward.

At this moment, there was a sudden change. Without a slight breeze, the oil lamps flickered, and before everyone had time to react, all the oil lamps went out at the same time without warning.

The entire small underground hall was suddenly plunged into absolute darkness!