Xuantianzong.

Bi Zhu woke up from the room.

Sitting by the bed, she recalled the scene when she found Xuanyuanjian.

At that time, the ground was covered with ashes, but the sword was not.

And there is not too much dust around the sword.

"It always feels abnormal."

"If the Xuanyuan Sword doesn't fall into ashes, there will definitely be more around."

"If the Xuanyuan Sword falls to ashes, where does the ashes go?"

Bizhu took out the purple beads

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