Museum of Demons

The sword of the Qin Dynasty?

Wei Yuan was a little surprised at the harvest of this old way.

The two agreed on a time on the phone. The old Taoist asked Zhang Hao to drive to pick up Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan changed his clothes. After thinking about it, he put the Yulong on his body, and there was an extra mark left by Jue on the back of his hand. , This is a simple means of communication that the goddess left to prevent him from encountering any danger.

Wei Yuan waited quietly with the sword box on his back. The previous eight-faced Han sword and Shan Jun talked about the heart-wrenching words, bathed in the blood of the gods, and now it has been reborn.

Include the sword box with Zhang Daoling's sword.

Wei Yuan told the water ghosts that they were watching in the museum. They were a little bit expecting the ancient sword that the old Taoist said. Even if he couldn't recover part of his true spirit, he would be rewarded if he could see the hidden pictures in the ancient artifacts.

At this time, Wei Yuan suddenly noticed that there was a middle-aged man in his thirties outside the door, walking back and forth, hesitating, he seemed to hesitate to come in.

Then he seemed to notice that Wei Yuan saw himself in the door, scratched his head in embarrassment, nodded, and turned to leave. It was a bit like a customer who was planning to buy something but was embarrassed to enter the door for some reason.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, but his shop wasn't the kind that insisted on screaming for people to come in, so he didn't take the initiative to ask.

It didn't take long before Zhang Hao drove to the museum.

The old Taoist priest is also sitting inside.

Wei Yuan asked the water ghost to close the museum for the time being, and then sat in the back seat. Before Zhang Hao started the car, the old Taoist looked at the young museum owner in front of him and thought of what happened in Yingtianfu before. In the battle, there was still a hint of horror hidden in my eyes.

He controlled his emotions well, and along with the car driving, he announced his destination this time. It was a place to protect some special antiquities for the special operations team and the door. It was a hidden collection, many of which included For things from the Qin and Han dynasties, the old Taoist priests and people in this place made Wei Yuan's request once, and received feedback after a few days.

It's a sword, and it's two handles.

"Two handles?"

Wei Yuan asked.

The old Taoist replied: "Yes, two swords. These two swords were found in the tombs of the kings of the Qin Dynasty. Of course, strictly speaking, they are indeed the tombs of the late Qin Dynasty, but these two swords are undoubtedly the period of the Qin Dynasty. Among the things, the reputation of a sword is not much worse than Tai'a in strict terms."

Wei Yuan said: "What is it?"

The old Taoist sighed slightly and replied: "Mrs. Xu Jian."

Wei Yuan remembered this sword, short sword, or dagger.

Both in the past and in modern textbooks, there are impressions. Of course, I have actually seen this sword in the past. The sharp weapon that the Yan Tai Zi Dan sought to test the sword with humans will kill you every inch. The historical record is poisoning, but It was actually a rune sword that slashed the soul, used by Jing Ke to stab Qin Wang Zheng.

Emperor Shi left this sword weapon.

Those were rare moments when he was embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, in this era, I will see Mrs. Xu's sword again. Wei Yuan asked, "What about the other sword?"

The old Taoist shook his head hesitantly, and said: "This is not clear. I don't have much research on these antiquities, but you can ask my old brother after you go, he should know."

No words all the way.

The car reached the place quickly.

Wei Yuan and the old Taoist got off the car, but Zhang Hao wanted to go back. After Wei Yuan got off the car, he suddenly remembered what he had seen in his dream before, and he paused slightly. He turned around and smiled at Zhang Hao: "Right, Zhang Hao, the next time you invite a girl who likes it, you might as well try to talk to her and try halving the reagent."

Zhang Hao was stunned, he opened his mouth.

Thinking of the goddess, thinking of the three beautiful or glamorous women next door to the museum, thinking of the beauty in red who is a new painter, I suddenly feel convincing, sincerely thank you, and then said: "Master Wei, this is you Experience?"

experience?

Wei Yuan's gaze fell on the transmission mark left by the goddess on the back of his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"Do not."

He replied: "This is metaphysics."

Wei Yuan followed the old Taoist into this place built in a hidden place and protected by a barrier.

It was a very old-fashioned house built in a modern steel jungle. It seemed that the past and modern technology were fused with a bit of flavor. The old Taoist walked in in front. Wei Yuan admired the scenery while walking forward. A tall, muscular old man walked out of it and said hello to the old Taoist priest.

Then he looked at Wei Yuan and said in amazement, "Little guy, are you the one who wants to see my baby this time?"

brat?

The old Taoist twitched his mouth and hurriedly urged: "Who else can there be?"

"Lao Zhou, don't you hurry up and get your things out?"

The old man surnamed Zhou grumbled about why you are so anxious. He still turned around and fetched things. The old Taoist wiped his sweat, and Wei Yuan looked around, but it didn’t take long before there was a loud scream from the room, and that week. The surnamed old man shouted, and immediately a jet of black light flew out directly towards Wei Yuan.

The aura is fierce, and although the murderous aura is not exposed, it is extremely pure and strong.

The jade dragon pendant worn by Wei Yuan glowed black.

He knew it to some extent. It was because of Mrs. Xu Jian’s obsession with the First Emperor’s breath that this weapon became hostile to him. The old man named Zhou couldn’t catch up with him, and he didn’t know that Wei Yuan had two sharp weapons hidden in the sword box behind him. He didn't care much about it, but with a little effort, the sheath of the other sword in his hand flew out.

Wei Yuan subconsciously raised his hand to hold the hilt, and drew the sword homeopathically.

The sound of the sword sound is clear and clear. It is obviously a superior weapon. The sword is made during the Warring States Period. It retreats. The ancient sword in Wei Yuan's palm slashes and falls. Madam Xu's sword stagnates, and then stabs Wei Yuan's neck, killing intent. Wei Yuan is locked, not the jade dragon.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly and raised his hand.

The sword was powerful, and it was slashing on the blade of this short sword, and smashed the half-short Madam Xu’s sword to the ground. After long years of scouring and passing, the Madam Xu’s sword was no longer vigorous. This time he was finally cut down directly and stuck to the ground.

Wei Yuan looked at the ancient sword in his palm, and felt a familiar breath on the sword.

It's a breath of real spirit.

The two old men hurriedly rushed forward, held up the Madam Xu sword carefully, and checked for injuries. Finally, they breathed a sigh of relief, put them in a brocade box and hid them, and then looked at Wei Yuan, who seemed to be absent-minded next to him. The old man surnamed Zhou leaned forward, staring at the ancient sword, and saw that there were no traces of cuts on the sword, and he was relieved.

I haven't spoken yet, when Wei Yuan suddenly raised his hand and pointed it across the spine of the sword. The ancient sword that had been buried for a long time in the ground actually roared, as if rejoicing, an invisible wind swept across the sword. , Directly rolled up the little rust lurking on it, and the rest was still suffocating.

The rust was wrapped in the sword aura around the body, as if the youth who looked young also had a breath of vicissitudes.

The old man surnamed Zhou was stunned.

And the old Taoist looked at the young man with a calm expression, holding a sword calmly, thinking of the woman with the Overlord's gun, thinking of the goddess in the flower shop, and an absurd idea appeared in his mind, and subconsciously asked: "Master Wei, you Do you recognize this sword?"

Wei Yuan put the sword into the sheath and replied, "I recognize it."

How to not recognize it?

He said: "This sword is called the Genus Sword, and it is also called the Dulu."

"It is the sword of Zhuchen~www.wuxiahere.com~ and the sword of Mrs. Xu, which is the sword of killing kings. They are considered to be opposite to each other. They were once bestowed on Wu Zixu for Wang Fuchai. Wu Zixu died under the sword and said that he wanted to hang his eyes on In the city, I saw Wu Guo being trampled by myself, and then Goujian really trampled Wu Guo."

"Then this sword resulted in the life of Minister Goujian, if it hadn't been for Fan Li to walk fast, this sword might have killed him."

The old man surnamed Zhou subconsciously said, "Is this the sword that ended up with two ministers?"

"Two?"

He heard the voice of the young man in front of him for a while, and then replied: "No, there are three."

Sword of the genus whistling in the scabbard.

Wei Yuan was holding the sword, strands on the body of the sword, the true spirit aura that had been hidden for a long time returned.

It belongs to the wispy sword, the sword of Wang Zhuchen.

It should have been the first emperor of Qin for forty years, but now it is the third year of Qin II.

A ship docked along the coast of the East China Sea.

When he is no longer like the young Yuan, wearing a jade dragon pendant and setting foot on the land of Daqin, it is completely different from the two previous departures. He is also thirty years old. He raised his head and looked at the vast sky. , Squeezed the Daqin Black Ice Platform War Sword in his hand, and embarked on the road to return to Xianyang.

This is the second time I come back here.

We did find the elixir

But your Majesty is no longer there.

My emperor is respected.

However, there is nothing strange about the three mountains overseas.

and so,

We have cut off the many islands outside the East China Sea, as well as the undifferentiated native origin divinity that was born on the Dongying Islands.

And made the elixir of death by this.

: Today’s second update of 2,800 words, thanks to the leader of the Taoist priest, thank you

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