C49 Sword Language

Under Wen Shi's attentive gaze, Ye Tianmo walked over to the sword coffin on the right, extended his hand and gently caressed the lid: "The Treasure Sword is covered in dust, it could shatter at any time, pitiful."

Wen Shi's eyes shone with a terrifying light, how did she know that the sword was about to break? The Moon King told him? No, the Moon King had a strange personality, but he wasn't one of those children who secretly schemed against others.

Furthermore, when Ye Tianmo walked into the flower garden, the earth sword released a restless killing intent. As Ye Tianmo approached, the sword flew into the coffin, awaiting Ye Tianmo's arrival. This was the Sword Spirit's acknowledgement of Ye Tianmo, it was definitely not a fluke.

Ye Tianmo carefully removed the sword coffin's lid. Inside, there was a black sword that was filled with cracks, its blade was long and narrow, and its color was dark and dumb. No one could tell that it was a divine weapon.

Ye Tianmo who was squatting on the ground turned his head and asked: "Touch it, okay?"

Wen Shi nodded with great difficulty. She extended a finger and gently caressed the blade of the sword. Ye Tianmo's expression became incomparably solemn, as if this was an extremely solemn and solemn matter.

In Ye Tianmo's eyes, the Soul Lamp on the broken sword was a crescent moon, this was the first time Ye Tianmo had seen this kind of situation.

The moonlight was dim, as if it was going to be extinguished at any moment. Ye Tianmo's fingers gently stroked the sword blade, and one after another earth-shattering scenes of blood battles flooded into Ye Tianmo's mind.

The person holding the sword could not see, only the sword light could be seen. It was like a shocking rainbow, like a soft voice, or like a thunderclap that could move the heavens …

The beautiful sword technique, the strong enemy who fell, the invincible willpower, Ye Tianmo used the greatest determination he could muster to raise his finger. In this short moment, Ye Tianmo's face was extremely pale.

Ye Tianmo's finger gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows that was in pain, Wen Shi was like a wooden sculpture, she could see clearly from the side, Ye Tianmo's finger had taken the initiative to move, and was not pushed away by the Heavenly Sword.

Ye Tianmo lowered his head and looked at the black sword, unable to move for a long time. Finally, he regained his senses from his shock and asked calmly: "What did you comprehend?"

Ye Tianmo tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "I have carried too much memories with me. It is like an old man at dusk, unable to extricate itself after being immersed in memories. It gave up hope of living."

Wen Shi seemed to have been struck by lightning. Those who had the right to touch the Heavenly Sword, were all able to comprehend the sword intent from the Heavenly Sword. The more people comprehended, the less they comprehended. It all depended on one's fate, and that was the fate of the sword.

The earth sword and the human sword carried different sword techniques, and what the Heavenly Sword inherited was not sword techniques, but sword intent. An ordinary person had no right to touch the Heavenly Sword. This was the most proud sword in the world, and it was a peerless divine weapon with intelligence.

No one had ever come into contact with Heavenly Sword before, so when Wen Shi recalled the Moon Slaughter Devil Sovereign's words that Ye Tianmo could repair Royal Armament, his eyes burned with passion.

Wen Shi's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "What else do you see?"

Ye Tianmo said: "It is not an ordinary Emperor level longsword, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation."

Wen Shi squatted beside Ye Tianmo, and focused on looking at the Heavenly Sword as she said, "Its name is Heavenly Sword, a peerless treasure sword that was once unrivalled in the nine heavens. When its owner is destroyed, it will gradually decline."

Ye Tianmo said affirmatively, "It was the kind of dead silence that made people lose the will to live and feel that there was nothing left to live for. Mystic Soldiers, hijacking and Royal Armament have souls. "

Wen Shi asked, "You can communicate with it?"

Ye Tianmo shook his head and said, "I can feel that this material is beneficial to a weapon, but I can't feel its joy.

Sky Sword has to carry too much pride and glory. I think that because of Master's demise, its spirit must have lost its will to live. "

Wen Shi said: "Let it cheer up, I can fulfill one of your requests."

Ye Tianmo shook his head slightly. He placed his hand on Ye Tianmo's shoulder and said: "You must rouse it. I am your master, I command you."

Ye Tianmo pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed. When he accepted this disciple as his disciple, he had set strict conditions for the Earth Profound Realm to challenge the Sky Profound Realm. Ye Tianmo had done it so that he could become Wen Shi's disciple.

To directly order Ye Tianmo to complete this impossible mission now was indeed a little too much. Wen Shi lowered her head to look at the Heavenly Sword and said, "It cannot be destroyed, its master might not be dead yet. If its master were to reappear in this world and I fail to protect the Heavenly Sword, what face would I have to meet him? "

Ye Tianmo raised his hand and immediately shut his mouth. Ye Tianmo said anxiously: "Say it again."

Wen Shi said in shock: "What did you say? You don't have the face to see him? "

Ye Tianmo stared at the Heavenly Sword and said: "No, do you think the owner of the Heavenly Sword is still alive?"

Wen Shi said with a trembling voice, "There is no proof that the owner of the Heavenly Sword has fallen. He was only decimated.

Ye Tianmo encouraged loudly: "It likes to hear these words."

Wen Shi's body stiffened, could Heavenly Sword hear her words? Ye Tianmo urged: "Divine weapons have a soul, the Heavenly Sword contains so many brilliant scenes, it should have its own memories.

Wen Shi had just said that the master of the Heavenly Sword was only dead, so the Heavenly Sword obviously had a trace of life. "Believe me, there's no mistake."

Wen Shi moved closer to Tian Jian, her voice trembling as she said, "Tian Jian, did you hear that? I have never lied to anyone. At most, I will not speak of it, but I will not lie. Do you understand? "

Ye Tianmo also leaned towards Sky Sword and said: "I understand, its life force is recovering."

Wen Shi was skeptical, but in the next moment, a sword cry that seemed to come from the heavens burst out from Tian Jian's body. Wen Shi hugged onto Ye Tianmo and cheered out in joy: "It responded."

Ye Tianmo even tried to lean his body backwards. This was the first time he had been so close to a woman, and she was beautiful, but she was his master.

Wen Shi quickly realized that something was amiss. This was not an ordinary disciple, but the only male disciple, so Wen Shi hurriedly let go of Ye Tianmo and pretended to look down at her sword to avoid the awkward situation.

Ye Tianmo was like a frightened quail as he squatted and said, "I have the will of the Heavenly Sword to live, the next step is to recover."

Wen Shi said awkwardly: Could it be that I have to make up for it?

Ye Tianmo pretended to be fully focused and said: "I am unable to help it, I can only take it slowly."

Ye Tianmo opened up a storage ring, which was filled with all sorts of medicinal ingredients. Ye Tianmo brought all sorts of medicinal ingredients over, leaving behind only seven.

Then, Ye Tianmo opened up another storage ring, and there were samples of all sorts of ores inside. Wen Shi forgot her awkwardness as she looked curiously at everything Ye Tianmo had done.

Seven types of medicinal ingredients, three types of metals. Ye Tianmo's left thumb quickly moved, and after calculating for a long time, he said.

Under Wen Shi's shocked gaze, the Heavenly Sword released a light sword hum, and actually responded.