Ouyang Rong looked at her and nodded slightly.

Rong Zhen's little face turned red, and his tone was incredible:

"You...where did you get so many tripod swords? Are you sure it's a tripod sword? Old or new? Are you sure it's a fake tripod sword?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and nodded gently.

This mouth [Night Pearl] is new or old, which is not convenient for him to describe.

It is indeed old, but since its release, it has been covered in dust for many years and is new again.

Rong Zhen's little face became extremely serious, and he asked word by word:

"Lianghan, don't joke. Do you know that every mouth of [Daojian] is a bloody storm. Although you have already recognized your master, you should know how rare it is. Your mythical sword is not easy to get. It requires great luck to grasp it."

Li Guer next to her was silent, but she heard all the words of the two, staring at the small night pearl in Ouyang Lianghan's palm.

Ouyang Rong looked at the two women who were a little unbelievable and threw the hot beads forward.

Rong Zhen and Li Guer were so scared that they were all scared and subconsciously reached out to answer them all.

Ye Mingzhu "flicked" in Rong Zhen's hand, but she didn't catch it firmly, as if she was burned and she was disembarked.

Li Guer had quick eyes and quick hands. He held it and felt the beads hot. Her pretty face looked at it in surprise.

"What does it mean to get hot?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "The Red Lotus Sword Seal was from the hands of the Mei Family's Sword Forging Master. The embroiderer used it and the remaining sword energy of [Machinecraft] to sense the position of [Machinecraft]. Now this bead is hot. It can be understood that it is confirmed that it is it. It is the same origin as [Machinecraft], but it does not have a real name and cannot be awakened for the time being."

"Real name?"

Li Buer whispered.

Rong Zhen took advantage of her excitement and reached out to take it and stared at her.

Li Guer looked a little dissatisfied, but his eyes continued to be attracted by Ye Mingzhu.

Rong Zhen talked to herself:

"Did you lose your real name? According to the secret records of the Sitianjian, the real name of the Ding Sword does not have to be obtained by the sword-casting master, nor is it fixed. People who are in line with the strong energy of the Ding Sword can also name it. For example, the [Wenhuang] of that year changed its name [Wenhuang], adding a character or name, just fitting the true meaning of the Ding Sword..."

Li Juer suddenly asked, "Where did you find it?"

Ouyang Rong remained silent: "The Pure Land Palace of Donglin Temple."

Li Guer was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but think of the prophecy of a deceased master.

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and the bright moon comes out..."

She was so excited that she murmured with red lips.

Rong Zhen, who was standing beside him, was carefully looking at the night pearl emitting a faint moonlight, and his little face looked extremely complicated:

"If it is really a new tripod sword, neither the ten heavenly shu nor the big Buddha can compare... Lianghan, is this... what you said..."

"almost……"

Ouyang Rong was halfway through his words and suddenly got stuck.

Rong Zhen noticed something was wrong and asked carefully: "What's wrong with you?"

Ouyang Rong said nothing and turned around and walked aside.

"Don't do it."

Li Guer and Rong Zhen, who were originally going to keep up, were all deterred. The former's eyes were avoided, while the latter's face turned red.

Along the way to get rid of his hands, Ouyang Rong had a bell trembling in his ears, and purple air was lingering in his eyes.

When he came to a place where no one was, he went directly into the tower of merit.

Entering the familiar pure white space, he came to the bell of blessings and looked up.

The bronze ancient bell was trembling slightly.

Purple mist emerged from Gucuo Zhong in a constant stream.

It is a long-lost blessing.

"Four thousand merits?"

Ouyang Rong digested the message from the blessing clock and frowned slightly.

I always feel that this little thing has been monitoring his merit balance.

Ouyang Rong observed for a moment and found that the main body of the purple mist that emerged from the blessing clock was glowing with golden light.

"Golden blessings, the blessings are also golden, so this is related to the Dingjian, right?"

He instantly understood the golden color, but after Ouyang Rong took a closer look, he faintly found some peach-colored thin silks wandering in the golden light and purple mist.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong wanted to curse.

Damn, can you stop carrying such peach-colored silk every day? Good fortune is good, and don’t make a bunch of bad peach blossoms.

Ouyang Rong held back his qualities.

He glanced at the little wooden fish, and there were only more than four thousand merits left on it.

If you use it, you can't use the sermon.

After only hesitating for three breaths, Ouyang Rong closed his eyes.

The next moment, the four thousand merits on the small wooden fish were cleared.

"clang--!"

The bell of blessings shook and rang through the heaven and earth.

It seems like a little bit of peach blossom to exchange for golden blessings!

Ouyang Rong returns to reality.

He immediately returned to Rong Zhen and Li Buer's side.

"Why are you coming back so slowly?"

Ouyang Rong said nothing, calmly took the night pearl in his hand, looked down at him, looking at him with some expectations.

But then, I waited for a while.

Night Pearl still has no movement.

He looked around without hesitation.

Li Guer asked: "What are you looking at?"

Ouyang Rong didn't know how to answer.

Just then, a sound of a shaking mountain came.

Everyone turned their heads one after another.

Lu Ya's face changed:

"It's a large number of cavalry!"

Everyone instantly remembered the enemy.

Rong Zhen suddenly turned cold.

Ouyang Rong immediately untied the scroll on his back and went to get the sword box.

Li Guer suddenly reached out and took the night pearl, and asked back:

"Show me first, by the way, Ouyang Lianghan, why don't you take it out earlier if you have this thing?"

Ouyang Rong looked at the direction of the cavalry, but he didn't bother to explain:

"You and the prince hide."

Li Guer asked calmly: "Are you sure it only lacks its real name?"

"Yes, what do you mean?"

Li Guer said nothing and turned to the carriage, as if he wanted to help Caishou pack his luggage and run away.

Ouyang Rong ignored it and turned around and went to set up defenses with Rong Zhen and Lu Ya.

Li Xian and Wei Mei were so scared that they quickly called Shunbo and others to prepare horses and simple luggage to evacuate.

Only Li Guer turned his back to everyone, opened a piece of luggage against the trend, searched quietly in the noise, and soon, he pulled out an old book.

She turned to a certain page and found a piece of yellowed old paper next to a red sign.

I remember it was given to her by Ouyang Lianghan, the magistrate of Longcheng County, in a plum forest in Longcheng.

In the noisy environment where everyone shouted to evacuate, the little girl in plum blossom makeup opened the old paper.
Chapter completed!