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Chapter 68 Rusty Iron Sword
What's going on with this inexplicable pressure?

Zhang Taichu quickly took out a dusty iron sword he found on the road.

The sword was seven feet long and stained with rust. It looked like it had been left unused for decades and was almost useless.

Zhang Dayuan took the iron sword and was silent for a long time. Then he looked at the Feiyanxiang in his wife's hand, which even the emperor would be jealous of, and said nothing for a long time.

"What's the use of this son!"

Zhang Taichu suddenly felt a chill in his vest, and the back of his butt felt like his pants were untied, with waves of cold air coming out.

"Chu'er, why did you give your father a useless sword?"

Mrs. Zhang Taichu felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. She came back from the joy of getting Feiyan Incense. When she saw this scene, she was also surprised and hugged her husband to prevent him from losing control.

"..." Zhang Dayuan did not resist and allowed his wife to hug him. He looked at Zhang Taichu calmly, wanting to hear his explanation.

He also knew that although his son had no future, he was not that ridiculous.

Don't treat them so differently.

There must be a reason for this.

Just give him a chance to explain.

If the explanation is good, that's all. If the explanation is not good... I don't mind letting him reminisce about the taste of father's love.

"Father, take a look for yourself. I saw this sword on the road."

Zhang Taichu could feel his father's suppressed volcano-like anger, and quickly explained: "Something doesn't feel right."

"Although it is rusty on the outside and seems to be a useless sword, it feels sharper to the child than the swords in the rare treasure pavilion."

"Sharper than a sword?" Hearing Zhang Taichu's explanation, Zhang Dayuan looked confused and tried to persuade himself to believe it, but looking at the rusty appearance, he couldn't convince himself.

Can this thing be compared with a sword?
Swords are the mainstream in the world, so weapons are also based on swords and are divided into four levels: ordinary swords, precious swords, famous swords, and divine swords.

Most of the Jianghu people only use ordinary-level weapons. Only some Jianghu young heroes, those with strength and background, have swords in their hands.

As for famous swords, they are extremely rare even for a family like theirs. Each first-level weapon of a famous sword is worth more than one million taels of silver.

Moreover, there is a price but no market. Most of the time, famous swords cannot be bought with money.

As for the divine sword above, it has almost become a legend.

On the face of it, there are only three weapons of the Divine Sword level in the whole of Daxia, a mountain and river sun and moon sword, in the hands of Daxia Sword God Ji Wu.

An Qiu Shui Immortality Sword, in the Qiu Shui Sect, is its sect-suppressing magic weapon, but it currently has no owner.

There is also a sword called Immortal Tears. There is no information yet. It is just that there is such a sword in legend, but it has not been seen for hundreds of years.

To sum up, the mainstream weapons in the world are ordinary weapons, and swords are already rare, with values ​​ranging from ten thousand taels to one million taels.

There are also several swords among the rare treasures. Although they are not the top swords, they are not bad at all. The most valuable one is priced at 55 taels of silver.

The lowest price is 23 taels.

His son said that the broken sword in front of him was no worse than these precious swords. Doesn't it mean that this broken sword is at least a magic weapon at the level of the sword?

"Really?" With thoughts swirling in his mind, Zhang Dayuan looked expressionless, holding the iron sword, using his internal energy, and exerting force.

There was just a click, and the iron sword suddenly broke from it, and the upper part fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Seeing this scene, Zhang Dayuan's eyes became colder. Zhang Taichu's mother hugged Zhang Dayuan tighter, and at the same time looked at Zhang Taichu angrily, feeling that he should not tease his father like this.

Even if you really can't buy a good gift, at least you shouldn't use such things to make up for it.

Even if you take any of the few swords in the rare treasure pavilion, it will be much better than now.

"broken?"

Zhang Taichu was also a little confused. He looked at the broken sword in surprise and felt something was wrong.

With his current perception, there shouldn't be any mistakes.

He did indeed see this iron sword on the roadside, and he did feel the sharpness in it that surpassed the sword, and it was not slightly beyond it, but far beyond it.

In his heart, he regarded it as a first-level divine weapon, so he took it and gave it to his father.

But now... the iron sword that he recognized as a famous sword and a first-level magic weapon was broken so easily?
"Is that impossible?"

Zhang Taichu murmured, squatted down, picked up the dagger, and sensed it carefully, he still felt the sharpness in it that far surpassed that of a sword.

No matter how he looked at it, the iron sword was still rusty and had a hidden edge.

Even after it was broken, the edge inside it was not affected, but it was still hidden and could not be drawn out.

"Edge..." Zhang Taichu fell into thinking and always felt that something was wrong.

Zhang Dayuan looked at Zhang Taichu coldly, feeling a little angry at his son's behavior.

It was too much to fool him like this, even if it was just a joke.

After all, I am the one!

I originally wanted to get angry, but looking at Zhang Taichu's appearance, it seemed that there was something hidden, so I held back.

It's not that he believed in his son. Even if he believed it at first, he doesn't believe it now.

He just wanted to see, things have come to this point, this son, if he doesn't admit his mistake, how is he going to make it up?
"Father, give me that half of the iron sword and I will try it."

After studying carefully for a moment, Zhang Taichu had a guess in his mind. He stood up with the broken sword and said to Zhang Dayuan.

Zhang Dayuan silently handed over the sword, and Zhang Taichu took it, holding half of it in one hand and putting the two together.

Miracles didn't happen!
The broken sword was still a broken sword and had not recovered as he thought.

"There's still something missing!" After thinking for a moment, Zhang Taichu used the internal energy of the five mountains and input it into the iron sword.

hum~
At the moment when his internal energy was input, the originally ordinary or even broken iron sword suddenly emitted a thick sword cry, like a dragon's roar, giving people a vicissitudes of life and an ancient atmosphere.

Listening to the sound of the sword, Zhang Dayuan, who was originally expressionless, was suddenly startled and looked at the iron sword in shock.

Mrs. Zhang Taichu's originally big eyes were even wider now, staring at the iron sword that was gradually recovering amidst the heavy sword sound, with surprise on her face: "Recovered...recovered!"

Kacha~
The two halves of the broken sword were under the internal power of Wuyue, and the sharp edge inside was attracted and activated instantly. In just three breaths, there was only a click sound, and the iron sword that was broken in two was restored again!
hum~
The recovered iron sword was held in Zhang Taichu's hand, emitting a thick sword light that illuminated half of the Zhang family.

The sword light was heavy and had the aura of ancient vicissitudes. Everyone in the sword light looked at the sword light around them in surprise. They felt as if they had seen a heavy and ancient history, as if they had stepped into time. .

(End of this chapter)