Supernatural: the Opening Host Approached Science

Not to mention the sword washing pool.

Let Yue Qingfeng open the treasure house of Huashan School to Jiang Han to choose, and he agreed.

"Young master Jiang Han, this sword-washing pool has been handed down from our Huashan School since ancient times. Every day when the sun rises, people with sword masters or above from the school will come here to wash their swords."

"The Lingquan is contaminated with Huashan's spiritual energy, and coupled with the cultivation of the ancestors of Huashan, after thousands of years, the Lingquan has an extraordinary effect, which can make the washed sword glow sharp, and even soak it over time, it can even make the sword cultivated. A touch of spirituality."

"It should be noted that since a hundred years ago, there has been no one in this world who can sacrifice the sword spirit. Therefore, the spiritual spring of Huashan Mountain can be called the foundation of the founding of the school."

Yue Qingfeng personally introduced the origin of this spiritual spring to Jiang Han.

"In the past, only my core disciples and core elders of Huashan have the qualifications to go to this sword washing pool to choose a good sword that will accompany me for life."

Jiang Han had a good impression of the Huashan School for a while.

You see how open people are, and when they came up, they took out their money, making Jiang Han a little embarrassed as a creditor.

"this......"

Jiang Han asked tentatively, "After all, I'm not from Huashan. If I take the sword here, you won't hunt me down with the sword, right?"

Yue Qingfeng suddenly showed a cunning smile: "Of course not."

"Young Xia Jiang Han is the savior of my Huashan faction elder Ji Yu, and I should be grateful."

"If you can be chosen by Lingquan of the Sword Washing Pond to give you a sword, it will also be a good story in Huashan."

Jiang Han nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, I'm afraid you Huashan will bleed heavily today."

The voice fell.

The group behind... Huashan disciples began to snicker.

The three beautiful-looking female disciples giggled and said, "The Lingquan has a spirit. For hundreds of years, only those from Huashan have been able to take swords. Others have forcibly removed the swords. Mottled and decayed in an instant, there is no more spiritual energy, at all."

"You really think too beautifully, an outsider can't be recognized by Lingquan no matter what."

They didn't have any bad intentions.

Just seeing Jiang Han's attitude that he didn't treat himself as a guest, he couldn't help but put Jiang Han's face down.

They are all young people, and they are also disciples of the Huashan School. They can't see how good their own elders are to other people's disciples.

Jiang Han completely ignored their reminders.

Meteor strode to the side of the Lingquan, and his eyes wandered around the Lingquan.

"As a master of kendo, Jiang Han Shaoxia must be able to resonate with the sword in the pool, and he should be able to see which sword is more suitable for you."

Ji Yu stroked his beard and smiled.

The two of them are Chi Guoguo's conspiracy.

At the beginning of the fight, I felt that Jiang Han, an outsider, would not be able to break the rules of the century and take out a good sword from the Sword Washing Pond. When the time came, it would be logical to turn Jiang Han into the Huashan faction. Wouldn't it be great! The two old foxes smiled at each other. , the taste of treacherousness is self-evident.

Jiang Han also caught a glimpse of the smiles of these two guys.

In order not to live up to their good intentions, he must have worked hard.

He looked at it for a long time, then laughed loudly and called me!"

Actually.

Totally fucking can't tell the difference! Stop playing.

A certain Jiang opened it neatly, and golden lines began to appear in his eyes.

Spiritual eye! Breaking five, arrogant! Hollow! Anyway...they can be fully opened.

After looking at them one by one.

Things just got easier.

Each sword has its name and grade written on it.

Although the entire Sword Washing Pond was bragging, when looking around, there were only two good swords of purple quality.

This made Jiang Han have to feel that the Huashan faction was impoverished... "Yes, I have already passed the resonance and know where the good sword is."

Jiang said with a blushing face and a heartbeat.

"If the young hero is selected, he will directly put his hand into the spiritual spring. If it is successful, the Sword Washing Pond will naturally send the corresponding sword to your hand."

"Also, if you enter the spiritual spring, the spirit of the spiritual spring will communicate with you, just relax, it will understand your appeal and respond."

Qiu Xianyue Qingfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Anyway... it's all failure, you can play, you can play whatever you want.

Just when Lingquan washes your hands for you.

Today, I, Huashan, must be bound with a strong aid! Thinking of this, the old fox's face bloomed again with a smile.

The female disciples also giggled and laughed, feeling that this silly guy was a little cute.

According to Yue Qingfeng's statement, Jiang Han put his hand into the spiritual spring.

In an instant, he felt a strange and mysterious force rushing towards him.

It seems that it is the spirit of the Lingquan in the legend of Huashan School, trying to communicate with himself.

However...he is not a Huashan disciple.

The other party kept jumping back and forth, but Jiang Han couldn't understand what it meant.

........Simply, he just followed what Lao Yue said, relaxed his body, and let the spirit of Lingquan communicate with him.

next second.

He really felt the resonance.

Lingquan: You are not from Huashan. Jiang Han: Actually, I am.

Lingquan: You fart! You don't have any inner strength of the Huashan faction, and those who have just started have no right to touch the Sword Washing Pond.

Jiang Han: I will give you a chance to organize language.

Lingquan: How dare you threaten me, Lao Tzu is Lingquan! One of the foundations of Huashan School! Your special mother dares to cross Lingquan with Ye: Go away, I don't give the goods here to anyone outside Huashan.

All right.

Negotiations failed.

Someone Jiang took a deep breath and stopped reasoning with Comrade Lingquan.

Nothing to say.

It directly releases the Dragon Might characteristic of Jiuyang True Qi.

An aura that seemed to be absent, as if the immemorial dragon was revived, spread out from him, crushing it towards the spiritual spring.

Long Wei, specializing in all kinds of bizarre dissatisfaction.

Lingquan originally jumped: "Because you want to meet my father who is Quanling, the attack is invalid!"

But the next second.

With the crushing of Longwei coming, Quan Ling stopped on the spot, he had a feeling of danger that this person in front of him could destroy him in an instant.

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Chapter [-] A pool of good swords, moved by Jiang Han! (Four more!)

Quan Ling was terrified.

His attitude softened immediately: "Brother, I was wrong! I was wrong just now, and my attitude was too cocky!"

"You can pick any sword in this pool! Whoever you see will be named, and I promise to refine it for you!"

Jiang Han didn't intend to do anything about it at first, it was just to scare and frighten him. Huashan party was good, and there was no need to do bad things.

He struggled with two good purple swords, which one should he choose.

Just when he frowned.

Lingquan began to exert himself.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the spring water of the Sword Washing Pond surged miraculously.

Originally, Yue Qingfeng and Ji Yu were still very satisfied, they watched Jiang Han put his hand in for a long time, but didn't move, they decided that Jiang Han was going to fail, and they were going to let him wash his hands again, and then they could go down the mountain to eat.

"Three Nine Three"

The Huashan disciples also laughed.

The three beautiful female disciples covered their mouths and snickered to remind Jiang Han: "Don't bother, it's really useless. If you soak your hands in it for the first half of the year, the Sword Washing Pool will not care about you."

"If you don't belong to the Huashan faction, you won't be able to get the sword of the Huashan faction's Sword Washing Pond. This is a 100-year-old truth."

"If you really want a good sword, just go down the mountain and choose from the sword library. Why bother... insist on washing the sword pool."

The voice did not fall.

The Sword Washing Pond suddenly changed.

The Sword Washing Pond, which was originally flowing into it, suddenly miraculously set off a turbulent wave, as if it was really called by Jiang Han, and the good swords in that pool began to vibrate at the same time.

The clanging sound of the sword resounded through the entire cliff.

In the next second, dozens of good swords in the pool suddenly rose from the ground, flowed down the water, and gathered towards Jiang Han's hands.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Han's hand, which was originally empty, was full of good swords.

This scene is very similar to Jiang Han feeding the fish in the pond.

"This......"

Yue Qingfeng was so shocked that his mouth opened, "How is it possible..."

"All the swords in the Sword Washing Pond resonate with Jiang Han Shaoxia"

"Could it be that there really is a genius swordsman in this world who knows all kinds of swordsmanship.

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Ji Yu even snapped off several of his beards, gasping for breath: "This kind of vision has only occurred three times in the history of Huashan, and they were all amazing and brilliant swordsmen who led the times in all dynasties.