"Wait a while, ask my brother when I go to Hidden White Peak!"

Ye Tongtong thought about it and said.

"He should know how to choose a sword."

Tang Yimo nodded in agreement, thinking that Ye Qing must have obtained his own sword yesterday, and he would naturally know how to choose a sword.

"Hmm...... But quickly. ”

Tang Yimo said.

"It's been less than 100 days until the Flying Sword Conference, and I still don't know how to resist the sword."

Tang Yimo regretted a little at the moment, he still didn't know how to fly with a sword, and what was even more odious was that he didn't even have a sword! I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have left the sword when I left Nanci Sect a few days ago, although it was not a good sword, just an ordinary iron sword, but it was better than nothing.

At this time, he began to regret it.

It's not that I regret following Ye Qing's brothers and sisters thousands of miles to the Beishan Sword Sect, but I regret not bringing his sword.

The reason for his regret is naturally early this morning.

When he was sorting out chores, he overheard several senior brothers of Cheng Weeping Peak discussing the matter of the Flying Sword Conference, and out of curiosity, he stepped forward to ask.

I learned that as long as the disciples who learned to fly the sword, they could participate, except for the outer disciples.

Although he is not an inner disciple, he is not an outer disciple, so he is naturally qualified to participate.

However, the premise is to learn to fly with Edgeworth.

If he can't learn how to fly before the Sword Flying Tournament, he'll have to wait another ten years.

"Do you want to participate?" Ye Tongtong asked.

Tang Yimo nodded and said, "I heard that if you perform well, you may be selected by the peak master or elder of a certain peak to become a real inner disciple. ”

"But you don't know how to fly with your sword." Ye Tongtong said.

"That's why it's earlier."

Tang Yimo smiled and said helplessly.

"I've already inquired, as long as I cultivate to reach the middle realm of the Secret Realm, I will be able to choose a sword."

Ye Tongtong knew why he felt helpless, naturally because he didn't know how to choose a sword.

"Huh? How did I forget this! ”

Ye Tongtong patted his head, smiled awkwardly, and said.

"Actually, you don't have to go so far to ask my brother."

"Huh? Belch...... Don't ask who your brother asks? Tang Yimo looked at her with some puzzlement and asked.

"Do you think, don't the senior brothers on the peak all have swords?" Ye Tongtong looked at him and said.

"That's right!"

Tang Yimo suddenly felt a little stupid and said.

"Why didn't I think to ask them?"

"Hee-hee!"

Ye Tongtong laughed, because neither of them thought of this question at first.

"Hahaha!"

Tang Yimo also laughed, laughing a little silly.

When Ye Tongtong saw him like this, he couldn't help but smile even more.

The two of them laughed like this for a while, and if anyone passed by this place at this moment, they would definitely think that there were two crazy people here.

……

……

Three days later, Tang Yimo finally obtained his own sword from the Hidden Sword Peak.

The method of choosing the sword was told to him by a senior brother surnamed Zhao on Chengqi Peak, and after knowing this method, he couldn't wait to go to the mountainside of Zangjian Peak.

When he first arrived at the mountainside, Tang Yimo hesitated.

His hands were trembling, and he was a little frightened, not daring to condense Jian Yuan in his hands, and even more so not daring to stretch out his hands.

He was afraid that when he stretched out his hand, there would be no sword to connect with it, which would leave him with nothing, and he would no longer have the heart to practice, so he could only be a deacon on Chengwee Peak for the rest of his life.

But he really likes to practice, and the sense of fulfillment of being crazy about practicing and working hard for practice gives him the support to live.

After hesitating like this for a long time, he finally slowly stretched out his hands full of Jian Yuan.

Because he remembered what Ye Qing had said before: "Your talent is good, but there is a problem with your bloodline." ”

Now that his bloodline problem has been solved, what reason is there to fear?

Sure enough, the emperor lived up to his wishes.

The moment he stretched out his hands, a sword flew into his hand.

The sword is not very good, the appearance is not very beautiful, the sword body is already covered with rust, it can be said that it is a broken sword that can not be broken again.

However, he still had a sword, and he could clearly feel that this sword was better than the one he used when he was in the Nanci Sect.

The swords of the Hidden Sword Peak were all left behind by the souls of the predecessors when they returned to the Star Sea, so naturally they couldn't be too bad.

As soon as the sword arrived, Tang Yimo looked at it very carefully from the sword body to the hilt, every line, every crack He looked at it very seriously, he didn't see the name of the sword for a long time.

Maybe it's the years that have passed and the rust has covered the name of the sword, or maybe it's ...... The sword has no name at all.

With a happy mood, Tang Yimo put the rusty sword behind his back and returned to Chengwei Peak.

At this moment, Ye Tongtong was sitting cross-legged by the stream, transforming the spiritual power of heaven and earth into his own true element.

Tang Yimo came to the bank of the stream and did not bother, but found a tree on the side, leaned against the tree and waited for her.

After a while, Ye Tongtong withdrew the true yuan, stood up, and asked, "Have you got your own sword?" ”

Tang Yimo nodded, took out the embroidered sword on his back, and said, "This is my sword." ”

Ugly!

This was Ye Tongtong's first thought when he saw the rusty sword.

The appearance of this sword is really ugly.

To be honest, if it wasn't obtained from the Hidden Sword Peak, Tang Yimo would definitely discard it without hesitation.

But since it was able to appear on the mountainside of the Tibetan Sword Peak with many flying swords, it was enough to show that it was extraordinary.

Ye Tongtong stared at this sword for a long time, and didn't say anything, she really didn't see anything unique in it.

"This sword is ugly."

Tang Yimo said very seriously.

"But ugliness is also a style."

"What's the name of this sword?" Ye Tongtong asked.

Each sword is engraved with a name, some on the body, some on the hilt, and some on the scabbard.

She didn't see the name of the sword on the blade, nor on the hilt.

The sword on the Tibetan Sword Peak does not have a scabbard.

"This sword has no name."

Tang Yimo thought for a moment and said, "This is a nameless sword. ”

"Nameless is also a good name."

At this time, Xuanfeng Zhenren came to the riverside.

He reached out and sucked the rusty sword into his hand.

"Master, which senior left this sword?" Ye Tongtong asked.

Xuanfeng Zhenren looked at this sword, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know, among the predecessors of the Beishan Sword Sect, it seems that no one has used this sword. ”

"But why did it appear at Hidden Sword Peak?" Tang Yimo asked suspiciously.

Xuan Feng Zhenren was also puzzled, the swords on the Hidden Sword Peak were all left by the predecessors of the sect, but he really had never heard of this sword.