As if he saw the worry in Huan Chang's heart, Xu Wang asked: "Did you regret it if you killed someone today and offended the Heisha Gang?"

Huan Chang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The bandits in the Heisha Gang are extremely vicious and innocent and murder the people. If these people are killed, how can they regret it?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"A man should be responsible for his soldiers and generals should be blocked by water and soil.

Xu Wang couldn't help but nodded slightly when he heard this, and a smile appeared on his face.

After looking at Huan Chang for a while, looking at this slightly mature disciple, Xu Wang suddenly said, "Come with me."

After talking, Xu Wang walked straight into the house.

Although Huan Chang felt that his master was a little strange today, he didn't think too much and followed Xu Wang silently.

Although Xu Wang is usually drunk and dreamy and looks very sloppy, his bedroom is always very neat and even a little spotless.

When he arrived at the bed, Xu Wang took out a few things from under the bed.

Huan Chang looked at these things and couldn't help but look surprised in his eyes. These were the treasures that his master Xu Wang cared the most.

In the past, even if Huan Chang wanted to take these things, it was unlikely that he would take them to watch them. There were several times when Huan Chang secretly watched them, and Xu Wang was taught a few times.

From this we can see how precious Xu Wang is to these things.

Putting three things neatly on the bed, Xu Wang took out a long wooden box. This wooden box was made of red sandalwood and the carvings on the outside were very exquisite.

Just this wooden box is an extremely valuable work of art. So what kind of treasure will the things stored in the wooden box be?

In Huan Chang's eyes, the light became more and more prosperous.

Although Xu Wang was very precious to these things, after more than ten years of getting along with each other, he also knew what was placed in the wooden box.

Xu Wang opened the wooden box and saw a sword lying horizontally inside. Due to the obstruction of the sword sheath, he could not see the true appearance of the sword clearly.

"Clang!"

Xu Wang picked up the sword and pulled the sword out of the scabbard. Suddenly, a black light shook through the sky, and a loud sword sounded in the room.

Huan's usual symptoms, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

After the sword sounded, a ray of coldness spread inside the house involuntarily, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Xu Wang's eyes were full of light and a smile appeared on his face.

After the chill disappeared, the black light emitted from the sword began to restrain itself, and then a neutral and peaceful aura emanated, making people feel a little intimate without realizing it.

Huan Chang opened his eyes and looked at the dark sword, and his eyes couldn't help but look eager.

The magical weapon is something that every warrior wants to get. Although Huan Chang has never practiced swordsmanship, he also really wants to have a sword.

Just like the legendary Confucian scholars and knights, they travel alone, kill all the unfair things in the world with their swords, leaving behind one legend after another in the world.

Over the years, although Huan Chang has been reading and practicing calligraphy, he still yearns for that kind of life very much.

If a knight or a scholar does not have a sword that matches it, his image will be greatly reduced.

For example, the swordsman in black had only eight taels of silver at the beginning, but according to Huan Chang's eyesight, the sword behind the swordsman in black was definitely not an ordinary person.

As if he saw Huan Chang's thoughts, Xu Wang couldn't help but smile, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and gently stroked the sword's body with the middle finger and index finger with his left hand.

"This sword is called Zhanlu, and it was cast by the master sword-casting master Ou Yezi. It is dark all over without any debris; it is invincible to cut gold and jade, but it has no murderous aura."

"This sword has spirituality, first obtained by the King of Yue, and then the Wu Kingdom launched an army to destroy the Yue Kingdom, and took this sword for himself."

"However, King Wu was unrighteous, and Zhan Lu Sword left on his own. Later, he was obtained by the ancestors and has been passed down to this day."

Speaking of this, Xu Wang raised his head, stared at Huan Chang with his eyes tightly, and said, "Zhan Lu is the sword of justice, the master has no virtue and his sword is hidden. I have passed on the sword Pavilion for thousands of years and have always upheld justice and benevolence."

"It is the duty of my disciples to help the danger and eliminate violence and to hate evil as a grudge. Since you encounter a murderer like the Heisha Gang, you should kill him to eliminate harm to the people."

Huan Chang knew that this was the sect rule, so he immediately looked solemn and nodded.

Seeing this, Xu Wang smiled on his face. He gently stroked Zhan Lu's sword and said with some regret: "Although this sword is a sword of kindness and righteousness, he also longs to kill all the evil people in the world."

"However, since the master passed on Zhan Lu to me, this sword has been sealed up, and Mengchen has only been able to see the light of heaven."

Huan Chang was confused, not knowing why his master wanted to seal Zhan Lu, but seeing Xu Wang's appearance, he couldn't ask questions.

"Clang!"

Xu Wang put the sword into the scabbard, then held Zhan Lu in both hands, solemnly handed it to Huan Chang, and said, "From now on, Zhan Lu will be handed over to you. I hope you don't let this sword cover the dust."

Although Huan Chang was eager to get this sword, he knew that Zhan Lu was a treasure inherited by the sect and hurriedly said, "Master, you are the leader of Shujian Pavilion, how could I take Zhan Lu away?"

Xu Wang smiled bitterly and said, "The divine object has a spirit. It has been covered with dust for many years. When I see you today, I shine brightly. This sword is destined to you."

"What's more, there are only you and me left in Shujian Pavilion. A Chang is the future leader of Shujian Pavilion. What's wrong with handing Zhan Lu to you?"

Huan Chang still wanted to refuse, but Xu Wang's face darkened and shouted: "Hold it!"

Huan Chang's heart trembled and he couldn't help but catch Zhan Lu. Then he felt the sword in his hand tremble constantly, as if cheering.

Seeing this, Xu Wang's smile became brighter and he said, "Since Zhan Lu chose you, A Chang will treat it well. In the future, you should uphold justice and act benevolent in your world."

Huan Chang's face turned bitter and said, "The disciples are talented and knowledgeable, and they may not be able to follow this principle. If they disappoint the sword, what should they do?"

When Huan Chang heard that Zhan Lu was so spiritual, he couldn't help but worry.

After all, he is not a saint, and he dare not guarantee that he can uphold justice and benevolence in his life.

If there is any mistake in the future and the sword leaves him, what should we do?

Xu Wangren became a genius and naturally understood what Huan Chang was thinking. He immediately smiled and said, "If you act, just keep your moral bottom line and stick to your original intention."

"With A Chang's character, as long as you don't lose your original heart, the sword Zhanlu will naturally not leave you."

When Huan Chang heard Xu Wang's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, then hugged Zhan Lu tightly with his left hand, gently stroked the scabbard with his right hand, and felt extremely happy.

As if he felt Huan Chang's joy, Zhan Lu shook again. In a vague way, Huan Chang seemed to hear the sound of swords.
Chapter completed!