The white dragon looked at the rusty long sword in Wu Meng's hand, and fell into a memory for a while, this sword was not his, but his enemy's, but when he was chased and killed by the demon cultivator, he stepped forward to block him, and finally died.

It's just that although he helped him block a knife, he didn't survive.

"This sword can't be given to you. The white dragon's voice was calm but extremely serious.

"Oh, did you forget the contract just now?" Wu Meng raised his eyebrows, there is a story!

"You!" the white dragon choked, but then said, "Yes, I did promise to give you all my collection, but this sword is not mine. I'm just keeping it for a friend. ”

"Custody?" Wu Meng didn't look at him, but brought the sword to him, and looked at it carefully, the rust could not hide the complicated lines on it, let alone the awe-inspiring sword aura of the sword. It's a good sword that has seen blood. It's just that the dust of 10,000 years seems to make it unwilling, and it desperately wants the world to remember its name.

Wu Meng's hand gently stroked the sword body, she could feel the urgency of this spirit sword, as if it was about to break out of the cocoon and come out of the chrysalis, that urgency, the feeling that she knew she had to go out, but she couldn't get out immediately.

This sword has been without an owner for too long.

"Your friend is dead, and he entrusted you with finding an owner for it before he died, right?" Wu Meng held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and played a sword flower in the air.

"You, you know that?" Bai Long was horrified in his heart, could this person be able to read minds?

Wu Meng laughed, in a good mood, "Guess, what's the name of this sword?"

"Ask the sky!" Bai Long breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he couldn't read minds, otherwise he wouldn't be able to read enough secrets.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that sometimes he doesn't need to read minds to know what is going on in a person's heart.

"Ask the sky?" Wu Meng murmured, and when she said the word "ask the sky", she felt a throbbing in her heart, and the spiritual power entered the sword body from her hand, and the sword body trembled slightly, and the rust covering the sword body was shaken off in an instant, and the sword body was as bright as a silver mirror.

At the same time, Wu Meng picked up the sword and practiced swordsmanship, her movements became faster and faster, and the sword moves became more and more gorgeous, gradually, outsiders couldn't see her movements clearly, and the movements were extremely fast and turned into slow motion, and the gorgeous sword moves became extremely simple.

The white dragon's eyes widened as if they were about to come out of his eyes, this and this......

At this time, Wu Meng, whose movements were already as slow as a snail, pulled a sword flower, breathed a sigh of relief, and opened his eyes. The moment her eyes opened, a scorching light flashed in her eyes, as sharp as a sword, as if it could shatter the space.

"How?" The voice became sharp, Wu Meng frowned, cleared his throat, and the voice changed back to the original before stopping.

"You, you......" Bai Long was speechless, more shocked than when he saw this space. Having such a divine space can be said to be lucky, but being able to get the Wentian Sword to recognize the master means that she has the ultimate kendo talent, or the arrogance that matches the Wentian Sword.

Can't you still ask if the Heavenly Sword is lame?

"Huh?"

"You're a sword cultivator?"

"It's not. Wu Meng was disappointed, I didn't expect you to only say this sentence for a long time, "I think I can take this sword now." She stretched out her hand, and a white light converged in her hand, and a three-foot long sword appeared in her hand. This sword was in the swordsmanship just now, and she recognized her as the master and was refined by her.

"You're not born with a sword bone?"

"It's not!"

"Then why does Heavenly Sword recognize you as the master?" the white dragon was so excited that he broke his voice.

"Oh, it's because you've locked it up for too long, it's about to turn into scrap metal, and now anyone who is it will be recognized by it. "Besides, the spiritual power in her body is still higher than that of ordinary people, and there is no reason for it to deny the Lord.

"What!" the white dragon was suddenly shocked. Thinking that when he was dying, he found the master for the Heavenly Sword, those people were all famous sword cultivators, and there was no shortage of atmospheric carriers, but no one recognized the arrogance of this sword, but he didn't expect that in the end, time had smoothed out the arrogance of its body.

"You're a liar!"

Wu Meng rolled his eyes, is he still a child, and waved his hand to throw the Wentian Sword to Bai Long. "Talk to it yourself. ”

"Well, also, after the exchange, don't forget to pass it on. Wu Meng rubbed his sour arms, hey, I haven't exercised for too long, and my body is a little stiff. Let's go to the hot springs.

She doesn't have the sword talent that Bai Long thinks is arrogant, but she has spiritual power, some space, and she is smart enough, and with the help of a housekeeper, it is not a matter of minutes to subdue a rusty sword.

With this Wentian Sword, she will never have to worry about losing the chain of her equipment during a fight in the future. Hmph! If she encounters a hundred miles of snow, even if she wears two layers of seven-grade magic robes, she is not afraid.

Wu Meng came out of the hot spring after soaking, and Bai Long had already finished chatting with Tianjian. Wu Meng waved her hand, and the Heavenly Sword returned to her dantian to cultivate.

The white dragon drove the dragon ball to float in front of her, and said with a reluctant look, "Since the Heavenly Sword recognizes you as the master, then even if you don't want to recognize it, you owe the former owner of the Heavenly Sword a cause and effect." This is something you have to pay back. ”

Wu Meng frowned when he heard this, but he didn't refuse, "Say, what is he up to?"

"The master of the Heavenly Sword had two major wishes before his death, one was to reach the pinnacle of the sword, and the other was to ascend to the immortal realm. Bailong sighed a little, how wanton he used to be, but once he died, everything came to naught.

"The first wish I can't fulfill, what I want is not the way of the sword, and I will not give up the desire of the former master of the spirit sword to practice the way of the sword. Wu Meng shook his head, "Besides, although I accepted the love of the former master of the Heavenly Sword, I didn't owe me a favor to the Heavenly Sword." ”

"Then don't you want to pay back this cause and effect?" Bai Long was instantly unhappy, what she did to him, he didn't care, Hengzhi was still alive, and sooner or later he would get it back, but Wentian was already dead, if his heir didn't help him fulfill his wish, how could he not agree.

"Well~, it's not, anyway, I can live for a long time, maybe if I practice, I will reach the pinnacle of kendo before I know it. Wu Meng said with his right hand across his chest and his left hand against his chin.

"You!"

"Okay, it's up to you, it's your turn now. Wu Meng interrupted the angry white dragon. "Butler, are you ready? ”

"Ready. "This is a robot coming over with a tray and dozens of jade slips on it.

"Alright, now you can engrave the inheritance on the jade slip. Wu Meng said to the white dragon.

"You don't receive the inheritance yourself?"

"No, didn't I say it before? I only need knowledge, I don't need anything else, besides, what if you do something in the process of passing it on to me?" Wu Meng smiled.

"You, then aren't you afraid that I will do tricks and feet in the jade slip?"

"You can try. "Wu Meng smiled brightly!