The Legend Of Martial Emperor

Ch. 20 Communicating And Integrating With It

"What's? Why do you show such a sour face? Don't you have a suitable weapon yet?" Elder Gong stood at the entrance with a smile.

Chu Feng walked up to him and saluted. He said, "Older Gong don't tease me, I'm in a bad mood." Said Chu Feng while gritting his teeth.

Elder Gong laughed softly. He waved his hand "Hahaha, I know that. Come follow me." After saying that, he turned around and walked to a special place in the backyard of the armory.

Chu Feng hesitated for a moment then after thinking for a while, he quickly followed after her.

both arrived in the backyard.

The back area is not too big there are only a few houses and a small training ground. On the small field, there were several young people of Chu Feng's age who were training with bare-handed training.

A middle-aged man with tall and thin as well as his black hair and beard was watching from the sidelines.

"Brother Mo, I have come. Quickly take out your treasure." As soon as Elder Gong arrived, he started shouting at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man turned to look.

His gaze instantly fell on Chu Feng and ignored Elder Gong completely. He carefully evaluated it meticulously, as if he was appraising a treasure. Finally his gaze fell on the large axe he was carrying he invisibly nodded his head.

"Follow me."

He turned around and walked towards the innermost house in the backyard.

Chu Feng was a bit confused, but under Elder Gong's direction he followed behind them towards the house with a tile roof.

It seemed like Elder Gong and the middle-aged man were old friends.

Inside the tile house was dim lighting.

Inside the house were dozens of weapons, with an assortment of weapons.

Just with a glance, there were swords, spears, axes, mace, trident... Models of each type of weapon are unusual with each weapon in forged with high-quality steel. Compared to the weapons placed outside in the free arsenal, the quality was several times better.

Chu Feng looked around he could see a pile of weapons. It was a failed weapon.

"Little boy, look at the weapons in that corner." The middle-aged man's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

Chu Feng said in a bad mood, "But it seems like it's just a pile of trash."

"If I tell you to look at it, just go and take a look."

Chu Feng felt helpless as he walked to that corner and casually took out a long and wide sword, it was two inches thick by two meters long. The sword was very delicate but did not look beautiful and looked very ordinary.

He got up and held the sword in his hand and casually brandished it. Chu Feng used that sword and slashed it in various directions.

There was no sound from him, and Chu Feng was unable to detect any strange power.

He then put the sword back to its original place. Chu Feng suddenly thought of something he then took out a thin sword as thin as the wings of a butterfly that was near the sword earlier. He then swung the sword in a different way than before.

"Why did nothing come from this sword? If the previous sword was because the sword was too heavy, this sword was very as thin as a butterfly wing and very light. Why is there still no sound?" Said Chu Feng in confusion.

The middle-aged man approached and said, "How to use a sword is not like that."

"What happened to this sword?" Said Chu Feng in a confused tone.

The middle-aged man said nothing. He then took out the sword that was in Chu Feng's hands and casually instantly took the stance of the horses. His entire body suddenly quietly stood there. Chu Feng suddenly felt the aura of the middle-aged man constantly increasing, as if he was going to fly at any moment.

"Whoosh"

The middle-aged man suddenly moved and swung the sword into the air. The butterfly wing-thin sword let out a pleasant hum. The sound is sweet, and smooth.

"Weng!Whong!Yung!" The sound of the sword continued to echo.

In the next instant, all the weapons that were in the house started humming as well. Her voice is so much fun.

Chu Feng did not believe what he saw. He took back the sword from the middle-aged man's hand and all the house swords immediately stopped humming. No matter how much power Chu Feng used, and how hard he tried no sound at all came out of that sword.

die.

Yeah, it's as if it's dead. This sounded stupid, as the sword was not a living thing from the start. How can it be said that it is dead? However, this was exactly how Chu Feng felt at the moment.

"Why is it that when this sword was in my hand it seemed to be dead? And when it was in Elder Mo's hands it instantly felt like life?" Said Chu Feng voicing doubt in his heart to Elder Mo.

When Chu Feng asked about the sword to him, Elder Mo's face was filled with pleasure.

"Even though you don't understand anything about swords, but it seems that you like swords very much, and you look thirsty for knowledge about swords. Communicate with him and connect with him. The one who understands it will know it naturally."

When Elder Mo said that, he was confused. He doesn't understand anything. Chu Feng said, "Can Elder Mo make it simpler?"

Elder Mo thought as a child and said, "Simply put, when these weapons were forged by hands that were highly skilled in blacksmithing, the, the weapons forged by them gained rudimentary spirituality after they were finished being forged."

"For someone who had a certain perception of weapons, they could take them out two to three times as much as usual. But on the contrary, someone who knew nothing about weapons, was not even able to bring out even half of his original strength."

When Chu Feng listened to this he was astonished, whereas Elder Gong only smiled. "There are so many spiritual swords here, why is it so useless?"

Elder Mo shook his head, "Although the sword gaining spirituality is only made of ordinary metal. How strong are they? If they were pure in comparison strength, these weapons were ultimately just ordinary metals."

"The weapon here is arguably trash, I will make a new weapon for you... Take it easy, for the materials my brother Gong has provided, I already have some sketches, you just have to choose." Said Elder Mo.

Before Chu Feng spoke, Elder Gong had already spoken first, "Just calm down, this is an order from the patriach you will know the reason in the future."

Chu Feng could only thank you. Then he looked through the sketches, after a while he chose one of the many sketches.

The scabbard was sky blue with a length of about one meter and looked tyrannical.

"Good eyes, this sketch of the sword will look more beautiful after it has been made."