On the long street, this wall of water came and went suddenly, but when the wall of water completely fell, the three people inside also disappeared out of thin air.

"Find!" The leader of the red-clothed warriors gritted his teeth in anger and smashed the wall beside him with a single punch.

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Mo Zhiyu watched vigilantly as the wall of water beside him withdrew, but there was no next round of attacks, and the scene in front of him changed, they seemed to be in a basement.

"Where is this?" Hu Hansan was shocked. Cheng Qixue didn't speak, and the vigilance on her body did not decrease.

Mo Zhiyu had sensed that the water wall had the effect of teleporting a magic circle before, so he didn't have a strong sense of surprise. But now it seems that they should have been saved?

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to save you." An old voice sounded, and the three of them looked for it, and saw a man kneeling in the corner, and the dim light shone on the side of his face, and he could see his full head of white hair and dense wrinkles on his face. This old man is so old that people can't guess his age.

"May I ask who your Excellency is ......?" Mo Zhiyu asked tentatively.

The other party did not answer, but closed his eyes and leaned on the side of him, as if he was asleep, or was he pretending to be mysterious? Mo Zhiyu glanced at Hu Hansan and Cheng Qixue, and then Mo Zhiyu walked towards the old man. One step, two steps, three steps, suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, startled Mo Zhidelusion, and made him immediately vigilant. Then the old man said slowly, "I am the master of the blacksmith's shop. ”

Blacksmith? The three of them on Mo Zhiyu's side suddenly understood that it was the blacksmith shop they had entered before, but they hadn't done anything kind to the guys in the blacksmith shop, and it was hard to believe that the old man was helping now.

Now that the old man has identified himself, Mo Zhiyu asked directly: "Thank you for your rescue, may I ask why your Excellency ......" Before he finished speaking, the old man closed his eyes again, as if he had fallen asleep again.

At this time, the walls of the basement suddenly moved, and Mo Zhiyu and the other three immediately diverted their attention. Then I saw the wall spin up, revealing a faint light behind it. It was a door, and a man came in from behind it.

Mo Zhiyu remembered this person's clothes, wasn't it the guy they threatened before?

The man's mask hadn't been changed yet, he looked at the three people who were stunned here, and then he saluted very indifferently, turned around and pulled down the candlestick on the side wall of the door, and the door closed again with a "boom". Now there are five people in the basement.

"Don't be nervous, since my master saved you, I won't do anything to hurt you again. Saving someone in the black market will sacrifice a lot of things. The man said to the three of them again, then turned around and took out a few cushions from the cabinet next to him and put them on the ground, and then made a "please" gesture to the others.

Mo Zhiyu nodded to the two beside him, and then the first one knelt down on the cushion, facing the old man. But he didn't put the knife away, and lay it flat on his knee. Then Hu Hansan and Cheng Qixue sat down successively.

The man also sat respectfully at the place where the old man was in his hands, and then said to everyone: "My master is quite sleepy because of his soul, but he can hear what you are saying, so you can communicate normally." ”

"Normal communication?! What the heck? Mo Zhiyu was depressed in his heart, and then asked the guy directly: "Excuse me, why did your master save us?" ”

The man looked up at his master, and when he saw that the old man had not yet woken up, he said to himself, "It's very simple, because you know the sword embryo, guest." ”

"Because I recognize the sword embryo?" Mo Zhiyu was even more puzzled, "But before, didn't you say that you wouldn't sell it?" ”

The guy asked lightly: "The sword embryo is not for sale." ”

Mo Zhiyu pursed his lower lip, this answer couldn't dispel their doubts at all.

"Because ......," the old man opened his eyes again, "that sword embryo waited for more than two thousand years before finally waiting for someone who knew him." ”

"This is really the plot in the romance." Cheng Qixue transmitted the voice to Mo Zhiyu, and she couldn't hide her happiness from her tone, and she was happy to see the show, "Maybe this is your sword spirit in front of you." ”

Mo Zhiyu looked at the old man in front of him, looking at the dense wrinkles on his face, and couldn't help but shudder, if this was a sword spirit, it would be a nightmare.

Hu Hansan beside him didn't notice the exchange between the two here, as an intelligence merchant, he asked very clearly: "May I ask Your Excellency, what is the origin of that sword embryo?" ”

The old man didn't fall asleep directly this time, his hand on the table moved slightly, and a stream of water floated out from between his fingers, stopping in front of Mo Zhiyu, and in the water flow was the sword embryo that Mo Zhiyu had seen before. From this point of view, we knew that the realm of this old man no longer knew how high, and it was so high that no one present could compete with it.

"This is the sword of the Emperor Chentian." The old man said slowly.

"Emperor Chentian?" Mo Zhiyu and the other three were all surprised, Emperor Chentian was a legendary figure. So Cheng Qixue first questioned: "There is only one sword of Emperor Chentian that has been circulated in the world, and it is the 'Tian'a Sword' that is now enshrined in Tianjian Mountain in the Western Continent. ”

The old man closed his eyes again, but the flow of water that wrapped the sword embryo did not disappear. Seeing that his master was sleeping again, the man came out and explained: "Emperor Chentian's sword is indeed only one, so this is a sword embryo." ”

The answer of "......" was simply irrefutable, and the other three were silent, waiting to hear the man continue: "This sword was indeed forged by Emperor Chentian, because it was entrusted to my master by Emperor Chentian himself. ”

"Personally entrusted?" The three of them were surprised again, and Hu Hansan said: "According to historical records, the Emperor Chentian retreated and recuperated after the battle with the Heavenly Khan in the third year of the Chenli calendar, and there has been no record of the Emperor Chentian since then. So there is a legend that the Emperor Chentian died in that year, even if it is ...... It was born at that time, and it was even now; Two thousand and thirty-four years! ”

Cheng Qixue reacted suddenly, and asked suspiciously: "Your Excellency is the world's first swordsmith at that time-Xuanwu Gong?" ”

"Xuanwu Gong?" Mo Zhiyu and Hu Hansan looked at Cheng Qixue together, obviously they had never heard of this name.

The old man was still sleeping, so he still replied: "That's right, my master is the world's first swordsmith who was personally appointed by Emperor Chentian at that time, and he is also the world's first swordsmith now-Xuanwu Gong." The soul of my master is the divine beast Xuanwu in the last days, and longevity is just one of the characteristics of the Xuanwu soul. ”