Let Baixiu help out, since it was not a temporary idea of Jie Ziwei. This time the Desire Realm targeted the Demon Clan, Wen Renran had to obey the will of the Desire Realm in order not to reveal his identity. And in order to avoid the surveillance of Si Wujun, Excerpt Ziwei cannot take the initiative to participate in it.

It is no secret that the old dog and Wen Renran have a unified position, and it is even easier for him to startle the snake. Only the mountain ghosts whose identity and position are obsessed, sabotage the Bo Xun operation will not arouse suspicion.

At the moment, except for himself, no one knows the upper limit of Wen Renran's strength better than Ji Ziwei, and it is impossible for a single demon clan to block this attack of the Desire Realm.

What's more, the mind of the demon queen is unpredictable, maybe she will be ambitious in her motherhood, and she will be dizzy for the sake of the black-clothed sword, and she will turn around and sell the demon god. Then he fell into the old road of being chased by Tianyue into the ghost building, and led the ghost king to the ending of the chaotic world. If the situation turns out to be like that, I am afraid that I will die of stomach pain.

And for Baixiu, the people who disturb the gods are none other than Mu Lingshan and Yan Da. If he wants to go to the world of desire, the mountain ghost who has been depressed for a long time will naturally not refuse.

But if you waste time in the quiet mountain and quiet house, Baixiu doesn't seem to be happy.

"Hey, what are you bringing me here for? Do you want to drink tea? The little white face in a blue shirt makes flower and fruit tea, and it is not as good as Mu Lingshan to make flowers and fruits from Xiaoshan. ”

"Baixiu senior, you stabbed Senior Jin's heart back and forth twice with one sentence, it was too cruel for Senior Jin. ”

The boundary of Xiaoshan is full of bad water in all directions, but there is a treasure land of mountains and rivers in the center. With the strange flowers and plants grown by one side of the water and soil, compared with the flowers and fruits raised by Jin Ziling himself, Zhe Ziwei is a little aggrieved for Jin Ziling. Of course, Jie Ziwei was just aggrieved, and she definitely didn't hold back her laughter.

"Yes, my heart is numb with pain. ”

After obtaining the Ice Qi Iron, Jin Ziling was not in a hurry to open the furnace to forge a sword. If you want to cast a peerless divine soldier, it is not an overnight achievement, although there is a favorable location, people, but there is still a lack of time to respond, and you can't be in a hurry. Then there are still a few wishes in Jinziling, at this time the furnace is rare to be satisfied, is to its people are still on weekdays as leisurely, often taste tea and read the papers, Danqing ink road.

And with Jin Ziling's cultivation and spiritual awareness, it is not difficult to detect the bloody qi on the mountain ghost. But the mountain ghost's eyes are clear and clear, without the slightest evil power, which is really strange and strange.

Although he has never liked evil spirits, Jin Ziling is not an uncivilized old stubborn, and he does not have much evil feeling towards the hundred mountains, and after the joke, he turned to look at the fold of the fold, and said lightly: "Okay, you don't have to keep claiming that I am a senior, am I so old? Well, now that the tea is also drunk, what is there to say directly. Is there any trouble for my old friend's apprentice?"

"Ahem, yes, Wenren's predecessors once mentioned to me that the predecessors' casting skills reached the sky, and there was a sword spirit destroyed below, I wonder if the predecessors have a way to save them?"

Seeing that the person who came mentioned the matter of the sword, Jin Ziling didn't bother to care about the title, stopped folding the fan in his hand, and asked with a little interest: "What is the texture of the sword, and how was it destroyed?"

"Hmm...... I heard that my predecessors once said that the texture of my sword is not inferior to the four swords cast by my predecessors and called "crazy". Its spirituality seems to have been forcibly smelted and destroyed by a piece of strange iron, dare to ask the predecessors if there is a way to restore it?"

"A piece of iron can erode the spirituality of a high-grade sword weapon, it's amazing...... If what I expected was correct, that piece of iron should at least be equivalent to the Dragon Qi Iron after the compatibility of water and fire. ”

The folding fan closed his forehead a few times, Jin Ziling frowned and thought for a moment, grasping the hidden meaning behind what the other party said, his expression suddenly changed solemnly, and Rin God warned: "The divine sword forged with a piece of ice qi iron may not be tolerated by heaven and earth, not to mention the dragon qi iron that is compatible with water and fire." And the Water Dragon Qi and the Fire Dragon Qi are both Rui beasts that don't have much power in themselves, and some kind of Cheng dù weakens the heavenly punishment. Well...... At this point, do you understand what I mean?"

"Heavenly Punishment...... Is it hard to restore spirituality?"

"It's not difficult to say, it's not easy to say, it's just that I have created too much killing karma by forging swords in my life, and the Mandate of Heaven is coming, I'm afraid I won't have time to help you restore the spirituality of the sword. ”

replied half-truthfully, Jin Ziling's face was still funny, as if there was nothing else to do. It's just that there is such a different iron in the world, and not being able to study it carefully is a big regret in the life of a top swordsmith.

The four words kept changing in his mouth, as if he was guessing or affirming something. Just like that, after another half a moment, Jin Ziling suddenly smiled with relief, deliberately diverted the topic and looked at Ji Ziwei, and muttered: "One of the too vain qi said...... Well, Qingzao is both vibrant, but Yu Naibin. The wind and clouds are smooth, and the sound of rest is loud. Zhang Zi's mind is admired by the world, and you use this as a name to inherit his ambition?"

"The meaning of the horizontal canal is that the younger generation can look at it, and the predecessor praised it falsely. As a Confucian person, who has not had some ambitions and visions, but there is always a discrepancy between what he thinks and what he does...... Maybe he is a high-sounding thief who secretly cries chickens and dogs, how dare he be praised by his predecessors, and how can he expect to compare with his ancestors?"

"Heh, when did Jin Ziling's vision become inaccurate?"

It is the confidence in others, but also the trust in his own vision, Jin Ziling shook his head slightly, pondered for a moment and suddenly his mind changed, put away the fan and stood up: "Your saber is lost, it is better to ...... Please wait a moment. ”

Zhi Ziwei was a little stunned and watched Jin Ziling get up and go back to the house, originally under the guise of asking Jin Ziling about something, but he never thought that he could get a sharp weapon.

didn't let people wait too long, Jin Ziling returned to the pavilion in the courtyard with a sword box, put it on the table and opened it: "Zhang Zi's lifelong wish is to establish a heart for heaven and earth, a way for the people, a path for the saints, and peace for all generations." Although this sword was forged in my early years, it is not inferior to my recent works. It's just that he didn't meet the right gift object, and the style of other swords is very different, so he has been in the dust so far. Today's meeting with you may have been predestined, and this sword should be given away. ”

"Seniors don't think too highly of me......"

Excerpt Ziwei couldn't think of a reply. The meaning of the four words of Hengqu can only be practiced by Su Zhen and a page of books. If the catastrophe of Bo Xun hadn't involved the five people of Yi Qiunian, maybe he would still be at home with his wife...... The ghost just came out to die.

Zhen Ziwei's face was gloomy for a while, but Jin Ziling opened the folding fan to cover his chest as if he hadn't seen it, and said with a chuckle: "You don't have to be in a hurry to refuse." There is no reason to take back the sword given by Jin Ziling. But as long as the sword is gifted, I will not ask where the sword is going. So the sword belongs to you now, but if you want to give it to someone else, I have nothing to say. ”

"This ...... The words of the predecessors frightened people. ”

The sword in the box has the thickness of water, the thick sword body is seventeen inches and nine minutes long, caressing it like touching a rough stone but not stinging, the pattern is simple and take it in the hand and feel a sinking, and the fall to the ground is actually a big hole chiseled, which shows the incredible weight of this sword.

After a moment of surprise, Zhe Ziwei raised his sword and swung it twice, naturally he was not very comfortable, and he couldn't help frowning, and he wondered more in his heart, why did Jin Ziling think that this sword should be given to him.

But thinking about it, it seems just right to take this sword with Moyu Ruyi, and change the style to conceal your identity? After thinking about it for a while, Zhe Ziwei no longer shirked it, put the sword into the sword box, looked up at a certain old demon and asked, "What is the name of this sword?"

"I want to pull out the world, set the community, set an example for the ages, and enlighten the people's livelihood. In addition to having a big mind, great perseverance, and great wisdom, it is necessary to have the eternal calmness and heaviness of Mount Tai, so as to stand tall and not go with the flow, and not be afraid of sudden changes in the rivers and lakes. ”

While saying in his mouth, Jin Ziling shook his fan, his eyes showed his deep love for the sword, and he turned around to look at his head.

"The name of this sword is the Tairuosan Sword. ”

ps:I don't know how someone in the book review area is going to make up strange things in this chapter.,Obviously I'm just patching the screenwriter.,By the way, bury the stalk to round the story...... It doesn't mean that at all!