All around became silent, only the sword in the air swayed and jingled with the wind. It's like longing for your own destiny and making a pleasant sound.

"It's so interesting. It sounds as good as playing the piano. At night, these swords should look like stars in the sky. Old man Xu really has fun." Tianming first broke the calm. He looked up at the sword hanging in the air and said with envy.

"You think this is for fun." Shaoyu said angrily.

Tianming turned his head and said, "why?"

Shaoyu looks at the sword hanging in the air and says: "Although I don't know how to forge a sword, I've heard some craftsmen in my father's army say that a good sword depends on fire, materials, water quality, tempering techniques, and even the weather. In addition to the sharpness of the sword, we should also judge whether it is in the best state in the casting process by the sound of its collision and the luster of the sword body."

"Ah... I feel dizzy when I hear it. It can be seen that you are bragging again." Tianming shook his head and looked incredulous.

"What Shaoyu said is true. My father used to collect famous swords. He called many skilled craftsmen to forge swords for him. I heard them say the same thing when I was a child." yue'er explained.

"Oh!" Tianming reluctantly agreed. He still felt Shaoyu bragging.

Tianming looked at Honglian and saw Honglian staring at the sword on the sword platform.

Seeing that Tianming stopped interrupting, Shaoyu then said, "without any of the conditions I just said above, the final refined sword may be just an ordinary sword, not a famous sword that can enter the sword spectrum."

"Hmm? What is the sword spectrum?" Tianming asked curiously.

Honglian took back her eyes and said faintly, "that's the famous Xiangjian Shifeng beard in the state of Chu. Evaluate all kinds of swords, and then rank them."

"What's the ranking of those famous swords?" Tianming asked again.

"Xueji is the sixth, in Taoism." Shaoyu said hurriedly. He didn't want to be robbed of the limelight by Honglian. "It used to be a keepsake of the leaders of all dynasties. Since they separated their sects, it has been worshipped by various sects in turn. The third one is called tai'a. now it is the sword of Mr. Funian, a master of Confucianism. Each sword has a long story. The shuihan sword of the elder generation of the Mohist school ranks seventh in the sword spectrum. Your uncle's Yuanhong ranks second."

"Hey, hey... Uncle is still powerful." Tianming looked proud when he heard that uncle's sword ranked so high.

"By the way, what are the other swords?" Tianming asked again.

"This, this..." Shaoyu rarely blushed. To be honest, he didn't know about other swords.

"Ha ha... So you don't know!" seeing Shaoyu like this, Tianming knew he didn't know, so he mocked wantonly.

"You...", mocked by the smelly boy Tianming, Shaoyu is waiting to argue.

Seeing that they were going to quarrel again, Hong Lian shook and said, "the ninth sword is Qiu Li, in the hands of Taoist master Tianzong Xiaomeng, and the tenth is Ling Xu. This sword is in the hands of Confucian Zhang Liang."

"Hmm? It's Taoism and Confucianism again. They have two swords each?" Shaoyu found a problem and said.

"Yes, but why are there so many sister Honglian?" Tianming also asked.

"Stupid... Sister Honglian and brother Hantian have been together for so long. Naturally, I know." yue'er said in a aside way.

"HMM." Honglian nodded and ignored the others. Then he said, "the eleventh sword spectrum is a big sword called Tu Xing."

"Tu Xing, sister Honglian, you don't seem to have said everything!" Tianming looked at Honglian and said.

"Ha ha..." in response, Honglian looked at the dawn and said: "In fact, the sword on the sword spectrum has no difference in ranking. Each sword on it has its own uniqueness. For example, although the Qiuli sword ranks ninth, its real power is still above the snow Ji of the sixth, and the Tu Xing of the eleventh, which is called the supreme sword. Its power is unparalleled in the world. If it is not too heavy and no one can make it, its ranking will never be like Therefore, we can't underestimate any sword by ranking. Besides, brother Mu's swords have no ranking, but they are still powerful. "

"Ah! Why doesn't brother Mu's sword rank?" Tianming then asked.

"Because he doesn't care," said Honglian.

"Oh, so it is!" Tianming suddenly realized. Suddenly, he seemed to think of another question: "by the way, after talking for so long, what is the name of the first sword in the sword spectrum?"

Speaking of this, Shaoyu said proudly, "the first sword from the state of Chu is called 'Tianwen'."

"Hmm? Tianming asked? It sounds familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere..." Tianming hesitated.

Suddenly heard the word "Tianwen", Tianming seemed to think of something. He was a little familiar but vague. He couldn't think clearly.

"Don't blow it. How can it be? I haven't even seen it from the state of Chu." hearing that Tianming said he had seen it, Shaoyu looked at yue'er and Hong Lian incredulously and said, "Miss Yue, Hong Lian, have you seen it?"

Yue'er thought about it and shook her head and said, "only listen to Xiao Gao, snow girl sister. They have talked about it, but they have never seen it."

"I've only heard of it," said Honglian faintly.

"I seem to have met." Tianming desperately recalls, trying to catch the vague shadow in his mind.

"Just blow it! Anyway, I don't believe it!" even yue'er, a princess, and Honglian, as well as the nobles of the state of Chu, haven't seen it. Shaoyu doesn't believe it will be seen in the morning.

Tianming argued, "I've really seen it."

"I don't believe it!"

"I've really seen it." the voice of dawn became a little trembling.

"Tianming, you must have made a mistake." yue'er saw Tianming's memory very painful and wanted him not to recall it again.

"Do you know where this sword is now?" because Tianming always said he had seen it and refused to give up, Shaoyu had to change a question.

"Xianyang palace!" as soon as Shaoyu finished asking, he shouted out at dawn.

Shaoyu, Yueer and Honglian looked at Tianming in surprise. Tianming's answer speed exceeded their imagination, which was unexpected.

"You're right. It's in Xianyang palace. How can you know Xianyang palace?" Shaoyu didn't understand.

Tianming didn't answer Shaoyu's question, but asked, "Xianyang palace... Where is it?"

"You said you had seen Tianwen, and you said you were out of Xianyang palace. Why don't you know where it is?" Shaoyu said angrily, thinking that Tianming was playing with himself again.

Tianming covered his head and kept thinking about it. Every time he thought about it, he had a headache.

"Xianyang palace, where is it? Er... Ah..." Tianming muttered to himself, almost going crazy.

"Sister Honglian, what's wrong with him at dawn?" yue'er asked anxiously.

Honglian shook her head.

"Xianyang palace is the palace of Yingzheng. No one in the world knows. You're too..." Shaoyu said just halfway when he saw the dawn slowly falling to the ground. Shaoyu was shocked and hurried forward to hold Tianming.

"What's wrong with Tianming? How can he suddenly faint?" Shaoyu puts Tianming flat on the ground.

Honglian stepped forward and slightly opened her collar at dawn. On the left side of Tianming's neck, there is a strangely shaped seal.

"This is..." Honglian's pupil contracted slightly.

"Ah!" yue'er leaned over and shouted with her mouth covered.

Shaoyu only saw a strange pattern. He didn't think much, but the performance of Honglian and Yueer made him feel the seriousness of the situation.

"What is this?" Shaoyu asked.

"Yin and Yang mantra seal!" said the red lotus and the moon at the same time.

Yue'er's mother used to be a member of the yin-yang family. Naturally, she would tell yue'er something. Honglian has been following Mu Hantian for so long, and Mu Hantian will certainly tell her something.