Yu Sha

In Lingqiu Mountain.

Chu Weiyang briefly stopped in the collapsed tunnel.

The terrain is fairly open all around, and although there is a bit of moisture in late spring, it hasn't rained for several days, so the environment is not muddy.

Leaning against a piece of bluestone that was dusty and crumbled with just a slight rub, Chu Weiyang took out the long sword in his hand and carefully held a piece of squarely cut animal skin in one hand.

In the center of the animal hide, among the fluffy hair, was a thin layer of dark medicinal mud.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang was holding the palm-sized piece of animal skin and wiping it on the long sword bit by bit.

According to Ma Guanshi, a refined long sword made in the Sword Sect's standard is made of thick materials, but the quality is still within the category of ordinary iron. Therefore, no matter how repeatedly it is hammered, the finished long sword only looks smooth and flawless. , in fact, there are still flaws that are far more subtle than ordinary senses.

This was originally a disadvantage of refining the long sword, but now it has become an advantage. It allows this layer of truly fine and smooth black medicinal mud to be carefully infiltrated and embedded into the roughness and flaws on the surface of the long sword.

"If you want to say that a murderous sword is used, it should be used to its fullest extent. In one sword, it should be used with all its strength. Only in this way can it be called a sword without regrets!"

This is still what Manager Ma taught Chu Weiyang.

It's just that as a non-staff member of the Sword Sect and an escaped prisoner who cultivated a side sect, Chu Weiyang tried his best to use all his abilities in one sword, which was probably different from 99% of the Sword Sect's disciples.

Over and over again, Chu Weiyang took the trouble to wipe the sword body carefully, and carefully took care of the sharp edge of the sword, lest it cause small wounds on his hands.

After a long while, the originally bright silver sword turned into a silvery gray color under Chu Weiyang's wiping, as if it had been coated with a matte finish.

Unsatisfied, Chu Weiyang shook his wrist and saw the jade snake buzzing as it poked its head out. The snake hesitated, and a stream of venom was evenly sprayed on the sword.

It was like pouring paint on the matte layer again. While the venom was wet but not completely dry, Chu Weiyang picked up the animal skin stained with medicinal mud and wiped the sword body over and over again.

The medicinal mud was already a strange poison brewed over the years, and when mixed with the jade snake venom bred by the secret method of the "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra", Chu Weiyang sought an effect - no matter who was struck by such a sword, don't do it The only way to survive is to think about the antidote and see if you can get through it alive!

Swish——!

Finally, when Chu Weiyang held the sword in front of his eyes again.

The dark sword light reflected the young man's deep eyes, and the fleeting light seemed like thunder and fire intertwined!

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In the rain-picking building.

In the empty hall, all the tables and chairs had been cleared by Chun Yuhuai at some point.

On the four walls, strings of lamps, candles and incense holders hung at random heights.

At this moment, incense candles are lingering all around, and the swaying flames are scattered along the hanging high ground. At first glance, it seems that the sky is surrounded by stars, but there is a deep truth in the chaos.

In just a few dozen breaths, the smoke lingered in the small room, and for a moment it was shrouded in mist. Chun Yuhuai stood in the middle of the hall in the hazy place, with a silver basin in front of him.

At this moment, Chunyu Huai took out a jade pot, tilted the pot body, and poured a thick and clear liquid into the silver basin.

Immediately, the rich aroma of elixirs and spirits filled the air, quickly merging with the scent of sandalwood in the smoke all around.

The smell suddenly became complex. It wasn't a very good smell, but just one sniff of it lifted people's spirits. It felt like it could penetrate from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

He sniffed a lot, and saw that the whole bottle of wine was poured into the basin. Chun Yuhuai then put away the jade pot, turned his wrist, and in a flash of inspiration, a stack of talismans was pinched by Chun Yuhuai. in hand.

Chun Yuhuai picked up a talisman with his sword fingers and made no other movements. He just pinched it with two fingers, and the talisman was wrapped in bright yellow fireworks.

Seeing that the fire was burning brightly and without waiting for the talisman itself to be burned to ashes, Chun Yuhuai threw the talisman in his hand into the silver basin.

It is strange to say that the talisman paper was lit on fire and fell into the alchemy wine slurry in the basin. The talisman did not float or sink to the bottom, but hung dangling in the center. The fire was never stronger or weaker. The talisman was still burning bit by bit until it turned into ashes.

From the beginning to the end, the strong smell of wine was still there, but there was no sign of the wine being ignited by the fire.

It seemed that it had been expected.

Chunyu Huai did not look carefully into the silver basin, but with one continuous movement, he threw a thick stack of talismans in his hand into the silver basin using the same method.

Even though the wine slurry is still not burning, the open fires have already made the elixir boiling hot, and wisps of mist are steaming up from the basin.

Looking carefully, there seemed to be a little spiritual light in the wisps of mist, looming like stars, restraining the mist and hanging over the silver basin, no longer dissipating. Occasionally, when the spiritual light appeared, it appeared again with the surroundings. The incense candles and fireworks lingering on the wall reflected each other.

It seems that the sky is full of stars around me, and it seems that the sky is full of stars in front of me.

Immediately afterwards, Chunyu Huai pushed the jade pillar from Jinshan, knelt straight in front of the silver basin, turned his hands and pinched three sticks of incense, and kept kowtowing, with a vague tone that seemed to be reciting, praying, crying...

"Heart-Eating Summoning Spell——"

"On the nine-story spiritual platform, in the Eight Treasures Purple Mansion."

"After a thousand tribulations, he was stationed in Tingchang. He controlled all kinds of magic and was called Danxia."

"Crossing the Magpie Bridge and spreading the sweet rain, crossing Kunlun and subduing the dragon and tiger."

"Climb the darkness to get through the misfortune, hold the sun up to ward off disasters."

"Because he is a disciple, he eats his heart and summons his orders."

"The supreme, the supreme, the supreme relative, the supreme teacher."

"Tingchangshan Taoist Palace plays Lingdanxia Yuanjun's mother."

"The supreme, the supreme, the supreme relative, the supreme teacher."

"Tingchangshan Taoist Palace plays Lingdanxia Yuanjun's mother."

"The supreme, the supreme, the supreme relative, the supreme teacher."

"Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace - Playing the role of Ling Danxia Yuanjun's mother!"

When the words fell, the incense stick in Chunyu Huai's hand burned into ashes and dust in one breath, and the haze wrapped in spiritual light hung over the silver basin.

The mist that was originally steaming up in wisps is now surrounded by the haze, and the clouds are wrapped together and rolled up. When you look at it, it seems like the swaying clouds, the vast sea of ​​clouds above the sky, and the sun hanging above the sea of ​​clouds in the sky. !

The only bright yellow color is the red shape and the glow!

The next moment, Danxia's old mother's old voice came out from the suspended sun mirror wheel.

"My child, you have caused a lot of trouble this time. If you come back to the mountains alive, grandma will not spare you! Oh, your eldest aunt also said that she will use a cane to spank your ass..."

Mother Danxia's voice was very kind, and although her words were not gentle, her kind tone was just like a soft pat, and she was reluctant to use even half of her strength.

But after hearing the voice of Mother Danxia, ​​Chunyu Huaideng was shaking like chaff.

From the beginning to the end, Chunyu Huai almost didn't dare to raise his head.

"Grandma...Grandma! Don't you call me Huai'er anymore? It's all Huai'er's fault. I came to Henan because of my greed! I just thought, this is the best opportunity. If it's that person He is far away, and if that person is detained by Jian Zong, this matter may never be a perfect day... My grandson knows that he is willful, but grandma, you have to help me..."

At the end of the speech, Chun Yuhuai's crying gradually calmed down, and he was full of impatient eagerness.

Chun Yuhuai's reply was a sneer from Danxia's mother.

"There will never be a day of consummation? Silly boy, how capable are you? How far can you look forward in this world's affairs? Are you worthy of saying such things in front of grandma?"

"It's Jie Yunfeng who has to go through hardships to mend his scriptures, not our Tingchang Mountain who has to be reborn. The day the sect was established, God wrote down the destiny. How could you be so unreasonable and eat meat in other people's bowls?" of?"

"It's not that you're not allowed to eat, but you have to learn the right way and have the ability to eat!"

"The ancient history, the vast mountains, and the rise and fall of countless sects, but you hear that when a sect established a sect, it took away other people's legal traditions without any shame, and did not show any respect for its own ethics. No?"

"Even the Demon Sect in the south of Henan wouldn't be so... vile!"

"You don't make any sense. Do you want us to offend a sworn enemy before Tingchang Mountain becomes a Holy Land sect?"

"I have raised you under my knees, from the time you were a little kid until today. Grandma actually understands your character for the first time!"

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have let you know about the spiritual objects in the Sword Sect's Demonic Cave in the first place."

"You still want to keep hiding it, but grandma knew from the beginning that a small part of the spiritual creature is in you!"

"With this small amount of spiritual objects in hand, when their family really starts to go through many tribulations, and when it comes to the most critical moment, whether to advance or retreat, grandma can discuss it with them, without asking for any sword scriptures to open the sky. , When we have to be reborn in the future, we can invite a few Jindan Taoists to watch the ceremony, and we can eliminate 60% of the disasters out of thin air!"

"Or maybe grandma will occupy this position for you first. If there is a spiritual being in the body, it means that there is luck in the body. When the time comes, the rice will be cooked, and the Yunfeng lineage will be cut off and I will go through the calamity to mend the sutra. Then All the disciples can’t be trained, so I have to invite you to join them!”

"Although the tradition is a bit awkward, in order to complete the scriptures, everyone on Jieyun Peak must hold their noses to recognize you."

"When the time comes, you will be a descendant of the Chunyu family in Dongshan, a good grandson of the master of the Tingchang Mountain Dojo, and a Taoist disciple of Jie Yun Peak! The future Palm Peak! The destined golden elixir great monk!"

"At that time, the foundations of the three families will be willingly handed over to your hands!"

"Grandma didn't tell you this before, but I have really thought about it in my heart. In such a situation, which one is not better than what you are thinking now!"

"Now you are running alone to the south of Henan. If something goes wrong and you are injured and lose the spiritual object, then when the time comes and grandma is in trouble, it's better to use you as a good grandson to ward off the disaster. not good?"

As he said this, Chun Yuhuai's body started to tremble again, but after hearing the last word, he almost raised his head in disbelief, looking at the Danxia Mirror Wheel with a look of regret in his eyes.

"Grandma...this..."

As Qingyun turned around, the increasingly intense aura condensed little by little. After a while, the illusory figure of Danxia's mother was clearly shining in front of Chunyuhuai.

"My child, the year you made your first mistake, the Chunyu family in Dongshan destroyed a whole village of people."

"The last time you made a mistake, Jian Zong suppressed the Demon Cave and almost killed a mountain of people."

"You didn't even see any of this?"

"If you make a mistake once, someone will have to pay the price for you!"

"That old Taoist priest from Qinghai is guarding grandma and me at the mouth of the Chalcedony River. I can't take action, but I have to find a way to protect you and that little semi-spiritual creature."

"This is your aunt's true soul..."

"She can't spank you with the cane..."

"It's all wrong. You shouldn't have taught your eldest aunt to give you the talisman to escape from the mountain, and you should have taught her to deceive me!"

"She is my direct disciple!"

"Grandma used a secret method to restrain her true soul on your spiritual platform. Before that ray of true soul flew away, she was here to protect you!"

"If her departure goes smoothly, she may still have a remnant of her soul to return to the mountain gate. If she encounters more accidents..."

"This is the price for your mistakes!"

At the end of the conversation, Chun Yuhuai's eyes were red, and he looked at the Danxia Mirror Wheel in disbelief.

In the layered haze of rays of light, a little bit of spiritual light condensed in the palm of Danxia's old mother's virtual face. In the faint ray of dark spiritual light, it seemed that a shrill wail could be heard flashing away.

The voice made Chunyu Huai tremble and become speechless.

In the same place, there was almost no smile on Danxia's mother's face.

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the river mouth, as if she was looking at Taoist Qinghai from afar.

Immediately afterwards, the old mother raised her hand, pinched the wandering soul of the true spirit, held it with the Dharma seal, and pressed it straight into the center of Chun Yuhuai's eyebrows.

The young man's eyes became darker over time.

He was clearly still frozen in place, but Danxia's mother seemed to be looking at someone else.

"Do it well. Once things are done, grandma can still give you a way to survive..."

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On the outskirts of Lingqiu Mountain, among the lush sea of ​​trees, as the sky gradually darkened, and amid the steaming mist all around, Xie Jiang and Jin Guan looked intently, as if they had glimpsed the vastness of the world for the first time.

Jin Guan, in particular, raised his eyebrows. Even the ordinary herbs around him seemed to be a little more novel in his eyes.

Is this the world in Henan? Is this the boundless wilderness where demon cultivators and rogue cultivators are rumored to be raging...

As soon as I thought about this, the fragrance of grass and earth almost contained the pungent and fishy smell of the devil's breath.

But just when Jin Guan was becoming more and more relaxed and happy, Xie Jiang on the side pulled out his sword and laid it in front of him.

Turning over his other hand, Xie Jiang solemnly held a palm-sized sword-shaped jade talisman on his fingertips.

The sword talisman is carved with dragon patterns and phoenix seals, and the precious light is looming.

With just one glance, Jin Guan's eyes almost dropped.

"This—! Senior sister—!"

"This belongs to Uncle Qingquan..."

"Why did you bring this out!"

Hearing this, Xie Jiang gave Jin Guan a hard look and stopped his exclamation.

"If Master hadn't entrusted me with this object, how could I sense the sword's intention in the vast sea of ​​trees and find that spiritual object?"

"Does all the hard work on your body bear fruit?"

When he finished speaking, Xie Jiangqing held up the sword talisman and gently tapped it on the body of his long sword.

For a time, the sound of swords echoed continuously.