Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Sword pill.

Shaped like a mud pill, it means a sword.

Cut iron like mud, wrap your fingers softly.

Jianwan is a very special weapon, which is counted as Taoist Magic Treasures, because only Taoist cultivator controlled by Spirit Power can move as one wishes.

"...This sword pill was not forged by my Chu family, but was obtained by our ancestors by chance."

"It can be divided into nine, and the sword is drawn like a streamer passing by, so it is taken as a split light."

As soon as Xu Nian's Qi was attracted, the Fenguang Sword Pill flew into his palm, and the spirituality in it was full of joy like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

After savoring carefully for a while with Spirit Power control, the mud ball was divided into nine parts and rotated around the body.

It's the first time I've come across such a mysterious weapon, but it's easy to operate, as if it's an extension of Xu Nian's mind, and he can move freely as he wants.

The nine clay pills merged into one, quietly hanging on the palm of Xu Nian, very cute.

Seeing the Fenguang Sword Pill so obedient in Xu Nian's hands, Chu Xiong, who was not a Taoist cultivator and had not been able to match the Jian Pill for a long time, was inexplicably a little bit amused.

He paused for a moment, and said sincerely: "Fenguang Sword Pill can only rank in the middle among these twenty-two weapons, will Daoist not try other things?"

The implication is that Xu Nian is not recommended to take this sword pill.

The twenty-two weapons have already joined together and sounded, since you can only take one, why not choose a better one?

Xu Nian held the Fenguangjian pill in his hand, and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't know the pros and cons of weapons, but this Fenguangjian pill is really good for eyes and hands, so I think it's good, and it can be placed in Uncle Chu's warehouse. None of them are mortals, even if this sword pill can’t be the best among them, it’s already very good.”

"It's good to take advantage of it, and it's good to take advantage of it... Good! What the real person said is very good!"

Chu Xiong repeated several times to mutter to himself, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"There is no good or bad in a soldier, it is better to take advantage of it."

"Haha! That's a good remark, but I'm a bit out of shape."

Previously, the gift of weapons was just to repay the grace of saving the daughter, but now there is more appreciation in Xu Nian's gaze.

These words reached Chu Xiongwei's heart.

No matter how good the material is, no matter how good the forging technique is, it still needs to be held in the hand?

Weapons should be at your fingertips!

Instead of blindly pursuing the advantages and disadvantages of the weapon itself.

Picking up the Fenguang Sword Pill and leaving the warehouse where there were only 21 weapons left, Zhang Tiantian suddenly remembered something, and asked Chu Xiongwei who was locking the door of the warehouse: "Uncle Chu, the Xunyu that Lao Zhang brought over earlier Demon Mirror, haven’t you created it yet?”

"Oh, you mean the mirror brought by brother Zhang, right?"

"It's been a long time since you've lost all the things in the lineage of monster hunters, and you can find them again. Brother Zhang really has a lot of Supernatural Power."

Chu Xiongwei first sighed with emotion, pulled the door lock to make sure it was locked, and then led the two of them back the same way, as the sound of hammering iron that would never go out gradually penetrated into his ears.

"The demon-seeking mirror was built by my old man. I don't know the details, but it seems to be almost finished."

Returning to the area where the smithy was open to guests, Xu Nian saw a young Daoist take off his long sword and hand it to the blacksmith's clerk in the lively atmosphere.

Is this for selling swords?

Xu Nian secretly wondered what kind of setback the young Daoist would encounter.

It's because the teacher's Taoist temple can't get rid of it.

Or do you just travel down the mountain, but for some reason, you don't have any money?

Being so poor that you have to sell your weapons is nothing new in the rivers and lakes, but the storytellers in the teahouses have always only described the thrilling mountain tops, and they have never turned over the rusty spots at the bottom of the lake.

The audience is also not willing to listen to these stories that happened closer to them or even around them.

lackluster.

Not worth wasting saliva and money.

Xu Nian just saw it, so he was curious. There is no need to find out if there is no relative or reason.

After all the work was done, and before he left after saying goodbye, a swordsmith from the blacksmith shop hurried over to find Chu Xiongwei, holding a sword in his hand, which Xu Nian looked familiar to him.

It was clearly the young Daoist sword.

"...Master Chu, someone came outside and sent this sword to melt it down."

"The buddy showed it to me. I looked at it twice and thought that something was wrong. I was afraid that I had lost my sight."

"I have to trouble you to identify it."

Chu Xiongwei took the sword.

After only two glances, he was stunned. After a long silence, he asked, "Is the person who brought this sword a Taoist priest?"

"Yes, he is indeed a Taoist priest, and he is still muttering about melting this sword to make it into Four Treasures of the Study." The swordsmith looked strange, "I have been in this business for so many years, melting swords into other weapons or agricultural tools I’ve seen it quite a lot, but this is the first time I’ve seen it in Four Treasures of the Study.”

"If you want to fight, it's not like I can't do it, but the objects in the study room are not the same way as our forging knives and swords."

"I haven't heard that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by anyone is made of iron..."

In order to put the sword back into the hands of the swordsmith, Chu Xiong said in a deep voice, "You are right, this sword is not right."

"Then this order?"

"We don't accept."

Chu Xiong waved his hand.

"Just tell that Taoist directly."

"Tianxiangzhai's inkstone and ink, Lin Zhuge's pen and Chengxintang's paper are all considered unique in the capital. If you want to buy Four Treasures of the Study, go to these places."

"This little blacksmith's shop of ours is not worth mentioning, so please don't bother him..."

Although the swordsmith was a little surprised why he responded like this, since it was Chu Xiongwei's intention, he naturally followed suit, took the sword to find the young Daoist, and relayed the words verbatim.

The young Daoist didn't bother, just shook his head and sighed when he left.

It seems very regrettable.

In the guest room, Zhang Tiantian was curiously asking: "Uncle Chu, what's so weird about that sword just now?"

Touching his shiny bald head, Chu Xiong smiled wryly and said, "Which sword do you want to melt? It's a Taoist sword that has been passed down since ancient times. How much do I dare to melt it because I think it's hard for me? I'm afraid it won't be melted today. Tomorrow, I will be struck to death by the mysterious lightning that descends from the mountain."

Zhang Tiantian was taken aback: "Went the sword? The saber that Wendao Zong used to walk all over the world?"

"yes."

"The person who came to melt the sword is a Daoist... So, the Daoist is the contemporary world walk of Daoist sect?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, and I don't know when the contemporary walk of this Daoist sect came down the mountain. No word has been heard yet, and he didn't go to ask the world after he went down the mountain, but first came to my shop to melt it. Lose the questioning sword related to the inheritance of Sect."

Chu Xiongwei touched his bald head for a long time, and it became even brighter, but he could only choke out a sentence:

"It's really inexplicable..."

Zhang Tiantian held his chin and said with interest, "Uncle Chu thinks who among the people in front of the Qianlong list will be squeezed by Dao Yizong who just came down the mountain?" Lost rank?"