Chapter 785: The Sage's Treasure, the Difficult Sword, and the Assessment

Three days had passed in the blink of an eye, and Ci Song had met Bai Ye again. Unlike the previous meeting, Bai Ye, who never wore a long sword on weekdays, actually wore a long sword at this time.

From the appearance of this long sword, except for its strange appearance and the hilt being much longer than other long swords, there was nothing else strange about it, and even the slightest fluctuation of talent could not be felt.

"Junior Brother Ci, I have something to talk to you about after we come out of the Dragon Tomb."

Bai Ye came up to Ci Song as soon as he saw him and sent a message to him.

"Brother Bai Ye, what happened?"

Just as Ci Song was puzzled, the dragon shadow in the sky instantly rushed towards the Dragon Tomb, the gate exploded, and a dazzling light shot out from the tomb. At the same time, the ten thousand feet long dragon bones also completely dissipated, turning into mirage dragon talent all over the sky.

"Hurry up and enter the Dragon Tomb!"

The students present had already made preparations. At this moment, they turned into streams of light and rushed into the light one after another.

Just when Bai Ye wanted to continue to enter the Dragon Tomb, he was directly pulled by Ci Song. Bai Ye showed doubt and confusion at the first time, but when he saw Ci Song's firm eyes, he gave up resistance and quietly watched all the students present enter the Dragon Tomb.

The light in the Dragon Tomb lasted for less than half a quarter of an hour before it dissipated again. Then a purple barrier appeared at the door of the Dragon Tomb, completely blocking the entrance to the Dragon Tomb.

"Junior Brother Ci, what are you doing? Why don't you let me enter the Dragon Tomb?" Bai Ye asked curiously.

"Brother Bai, to be honest, the opportunity in this Dragon Tomb is gone. It's futile to go in." Ci Song said directly.

"Gone? How is that possible?"

Bai Ye was even more confused, "The Dragon Tomb has just been opened, how could the opportunity be gone?"

"It's like this, Senior Brother."

Ci Song simply told Bai Ye about getting the jade slip and entering the Dragon Tomb. When Bai Ye heard Ci Song's explanation, he was stunned.

Bai Ye sighed, "Junior Brother Ci, I really didn't expect that you would have such an opportunity. I thought my opportunity was great enough, but I didn't expect that you got a greater opportunity than me."

Ci Song looked dissatisfied and said, "Senior Brother, in fact, there are not many good things in the Dragon Tomb. There are not even sub-saint treasures. There are only twenty or so semi-saint treasures and a few literary treasures."

Bai Ye heard this and his mouth twitched twice. Ci Song's remarks were too outrageous, but he could understand it. After all, Ci Song now has three sub-saint treasures in his hands, so it is understandable that he doesn't like semi-saint treasures.

"Ahem, Junior Brother Ci, if this is the case, then won't the students who enter the Dragon Tomb be empty-handed?"

Bai Ye changed the topic and led him to the students in the Dragon Tomb.

"Yes, so I held you back to prevent you from wasting time."

Ci Song nodded, and then asked Bai Ye: "Senior Brother Bai, you said you have something to talk to me about, what is it?"

Bai Ye took off the sword from his waist and handed it to Ci Song, "Junior Brother, try it and see how this long sword is?"

Ci Song was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the long sword handed over by Bai Ye curiously. Except for its strange appearance, there was nothing else strange about it, and there was not even any fluctuation of talent.

"Senior Brother, this sword..."

Ci Song hesitated a little. He couldn't see what was strange about this sword at all, but he felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But Ci Song couldn't remember where he had seen it. He always had a photographic memory, which made him feel a little depressed.

"Junior brother, hold your breath and concentrate, use your talent to sense it and see if it can resonate with this sword." After hearing Bai Ye's words, Ci Song also gathered his mind, closed his eyes slightly, held the hilt of the long sword with his right hand, and then circulated the talent in his body, flowing into the long sword along his right hand. At the moment when the talent flowed into the long sword, Ci Song felt that his talent was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace, and the long sword still did not react at all. "Huh? What's going on?" Just as Ci Song was puzzled, he suddenly felt that the talent in his dantian began to surge uncontrollably, instantly wrapping him and the long sword together. When Ci Song opened his eyes, the scene in front of him had changed again. At this moment, he found himself in a void space, and in front of him stood a young man in purple clothes. Although the young man was smiling, Ci Song felt a majestic and unquestionable temperament from him. "You are Han Sheng?"

Ci Song instantly recognized the identity of the young man in front of him. It was Han Sheng. A few years ago, he had received part of Han Sheng's inheritance in Han Sheng College. Seeing Han Sheng's shadow again, he naturally recognized him at a glance.

Han Sheng's shadow looked at Ci Song curiously and said, "Hmm? You have the breath of my inheritance, and it is the inheritance of "Shuo Nan" chapter?"

"When Ci Song visited Han Sheng in Han Sheng College before, he had received part of Han Sheng's shadow's inheritance in Han Sheng College." Ci Song answered truthfully.

"Well, yes, you can get my inheritance, which means it is fate. In this case, I will test you. If you can satisfy me, I will agree to let Bai Ye, the little guy, really hand over this Shuo Nan Sword to you."

Han Sheng's shadow slowly said.

"Shuo Nan Sword?!"

After Han Sheng's phantom's reminder, Ci Song finally understood where he had seen this sword. In the seventh pass, the Han Sheng phantom summoned by Mr. Zhao Qing, the long sword worn on its waist, was exactly the same as the long sword Bai Ye gave him?

"It turns out that this sword is one of Han Sheng's saintly treasures, the Shuo Nan Sword!"

Ci Song was shocked, and at the same time he understood Bai Ye's idea. He was going to give Shuo Nan Sword to him completely.

"Yes, this is my saintly treasure. When I ascended to the fairyland, I left the Lonely Angry Spear, Shuo Nan Sword and a saintly soul in the world. I can't understand why Bai Ye, the little guy, wanted to give it to you after getting Shuo Nan Sword."

Han Sheng waved his hand, and the surrounding space changed. A stone table and two stone benches appeared in front of Ci Song and Han Sheng's phantom. Han Sheng's phantom grabbed a set of tea sets from the void and began to brew tea with very elegant movements.

"Sit down."

Han Sheng pointed to the stone bench opposite him and motioned Ci Song to sit down.

"Thank you, Han Sheng."

After Ci Song sat down, Han Sheng poured Ci Song a cup of hot tea, then smiled and said, "Little guy, there is no need to be so reserved with me. I am not a particularly serious person."

"Boy, talk about the Legalist school in your understanding. I want to hear your opinions and then decide how to test you." Han Sheng's shadow took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.

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