"You probably forgot what I said. You don't have a chance today. If you really want to take revenge, I will give you a chance when I become an enshrinement in Stargazing City." Gu Fenghua pointed at Maimang without showing any weakness.
The two looked at each other, sparks sparkled in their eyes.
"Uncle Mu, the business is important, the business is important." Yu Zifei was afraid that the two would fight, so he quickly reminded Mu Chenxi.
"Hmph!" Mu Chenxi also knew that it was not the time to do anything, so he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, let out a cold snort, and continued walking forward.
The ancient hall is empty, but in the middle, there is a long sword with an ancient style stuck in it, and the ground paved with bluestone slabs is full of rune formations.
"What is this?" Tang Junhou asked curiously.
"This is called the Xingji Sword. It is a divine sword made by my ancestor Zhuge Guanxing himself. In the catastrophe tens of thousands of years ago, my ancestor held this divine sword to smash the purple dust of the world and save thousands of people. Thousands of people. It's a pity that after the catastrophe, the sword was seriously damaged." Mu Chenxi said proudly.
Looking carefully, the ancient sword was indeed covered with scars, and it had long lost its former divine light, and could not even feel the agility of the divine weapon.
"This second round of tests will not allow us to repair the Excalibur." Tang Junhou opened his mouth, and his monkey face was full of anxiety.
Although he, Young Sovereign Tang, has the talent to defy the heavens, he really has never learned the art of refining weapons. Isn't such a test deliberately embarrassing him? Young Sect Master Tang's little heart thumped and thumped wildly.
You really think highly of yourself, bah! Hearing his words, Mu Chenxi almost blurted out.
"You're thinking too much. If the Xingji Sword can be repaired, I would have done it long ago. It's your turn." Mu Chenxi finally resisted the urge to spit on his face, and said angrily.
"Then what is the test?" Tang Junhou asked immediately.
"You just need to inject the holy energy of the star machine into it. If the light of the star machine sword reappears, you have passed the test. If you fail, you can only leave. However, I will also give you a generous gift from Star City," Mu Chenxi replied. .
"So that's how it is." Tang Junhou was finally completely relieved.
"You guys wait for a while, the test will start in a while." Mu Chenxi looked at Yang Yunkai after speaking, thought for a while, then turned to look at Yu Zifei, "Junior Brother Yu, I'm sorry."
"Me?" Yu Zifei pointed at the tip of his nose and said in surprise.
"Yang Yunkai is injured, who else could it be but you? Just work hard today." Mu Chenxi rolled his eyes at him and said.
"Hehe, Uncle Master, you are being polite. This is my duty." Yu Zifei walked forward with a smile on his face.
Before coming to the ancient sword, he calmed down for a moment, and then made a series of handprints.
Seeing this, everyone showed doubts on their faces.
"This star machine sword is the body protection artifact of my ancestors, which cannot be used by ordinary people at all, and now it is seriously damaged. Even if you cultivate the star machine holy energy, you can't inject it into it, and you have to use formations. But this formation is extremely mysterious, Few people in the entire stargazing line can open it." Seeing their doubts, Mu Chenxi explained proudly.
In fact, activating this formation requires very special qualifications. Only she, Yang Yunkai, and Yu Zifei can do it in the entire hall. Originally, this was Yang Yunkai's task, but thinking of him made a big mistake. I don't want to give him any good looks.
I see. Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they all looked at Yu Zifei's handprint. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com