Escaping from the foot of the Great Wall, the pursuers must have thought that Wan Jin would no longer dare to show his face in the royal city, and would definitely flee outside the Great Wall to make a living. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wan Jin thought, where should I go? Isn't the goal of my life still to find "The Art of Mending the Heavens"? Isn't it just that the Haoran Righteous Qi Sword and the Pure Equality Sword will appear? But how? Thinking of this, Wan Jinxiao returned to the problem of a long time ago, from the design to the day of the Xiangshan competition, all the efforts have come to naught, and he has experienced many lives and deaths, but he has also made some contributions to the country. It seems that a different path is needed to achieve unexpected gains.

Turning back, the most dangerous place is also the safest, but in Wanjin's opinion, Wang Cheng is not the most dangerous, isn't there so many killers who want to kill him? Wan Jin has put life and death aside. If it weren't for the containment of the modern rule of law society, if it weren't for the compassion in his heart, I don't know how many killers would have died under his sword. God has the virtue of a good life, and Wanjin will not kill people unless it is absolutely necessary.

Go to the major libraries in Wangcheng to check out some myths and legends about Nuwa's mending the sky, as well as famous sword materials from ancient times to the present.

Search the antique collection and visit some of the antiquities collectors and swordsmiths.

Go find a respected swordsmith to go to Mount Everest to investigate and measure the size of the two sword holes and recast the sword.

In the past three months, the first two items have been practiced, and there are really gains. Wan Jin learned that when today's most powerful swordsmith lived in seclusion in Kunlun Mountain, as long as he glanced at the dark hole of the relevant mechanism, he could forge the key to open the mechanism.

I'd rather believe in what it has than believe in what it doesn't. There is no wonder in the world.

Wan Jin went to Kunlun Mountain.

Deng Kunlun looked around, and his heart was soaring.

This Kunlun Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, where is the habitat of the swordsmith master?

Perhaps, he is just a legend?

Wan Jin searched for a whole month in Kunlun Mountain, but he didn't see any swordsmith masters. All I saw were some local mountain people, some tourists, some Taoists, and some modern hermits.

Kunlun Mountain, since ancient times, is the place where the gods haunt, is governed by the Queen Mother of the West, and is also the capital of the emperor, the immortals ride the dragon and the crane, and the game is in the meantime. But in a month, Wanjin didn't see any shadow of a fairy.

Wan Jin smiled, are the immortals you a mortal can see if you want to see them? He thought of the divine beasts he saw on Mount Everest and the voices coming from the sun, moon and stars, and thought to himself, there is everything in this world, it depends on whether you have a fate with them.

It's really tiring, where is there a place to stay on this high mountain, and the clothes are already dirty. Wan Jin was about to sit down and take a rest, a wind blew, another wind blew, several consecutive winds blew, Wan Jin looked at his clothes, it was as if they had just been washed, how clean and clean. I can't imagine that the wind of Kunlun Mountain can actually wash people's dust.

My stomach was rumbling and I was very hungry. At this time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the dew on the blades of grass was pure! Hey, there's dew like sunset, and it looks like tiny tomatoes. Didn't the ancients have a wind to eat and sleep in the open? Why don't you try it yourself? Wan Jin leaned over and moved his lips, or held it with his hand, a mouthful of dew is really sweet as a peach, refreshing!

Now that you are in good spirits, let's keep going. Before he knew it, Wan Jin had walked hundreds of miles to the north, and it was getting late, and night was falling. The stars in the sky are shining, and the Big Dipper is shining. By the starlight, Wanjin saw a big stone in front of him, with thousands of walls standing on it, and three characters were engraved vertically on it: Langfeng Terrace.

Wan Jin thought, since it is a platform, it means that it must be a plain land, so let's go in and have a look. When Wan King Kong walked past the boulder, he had a very calm and warm feeling, just like the feeling of coming home. In the moonlight, there were many unknown shadows of trees, but nothing else. Let's spend the night among the branches. Wan Jin approached a tree, jumped up, climbed the tree, and reclined between the branches, ready to sleep.

Suddenly, a ray of light fell from heaven and earth. Wan Jin looked up and saw that the light was coming down from the North Pole Seven Stars, passing through his body and shooting not far away.

Wondering, Marvel jumped down from the tree to see what the ground was and what could attract the light of the North Star. But as soon as he jumped down to look, the light was gone. Forget it, go to sleep. Wan Jin went up the tree again, and was about to close his eyes, but saw that the light was restored to its original state through his body. Ay? It's really evil! Wan Jin jumped down again, and the light disappeared again. Let's go up the tree again! Sure enough, the light was restored!

I don't believe it! Wan Jin tried it again and again, and the magical light flickered like a trick. What's going on? Does this light have something to do with it? But I don't seem to feel anything in my body! So, how to explain that?

Whatever, go to sleep, let the light of the night shine on you, and after a long time, maybe you can keep out the cold.

Wan Kim fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes the next day, the sky was already clear and the light was gone.

Wan Jin jumped off the tree, and when he fell to the ground, his body actually bounced up like a basketball. Ay? What's going on here? Wan Jin deliberately jumped again, but he really didn't expect his body to bounce up again. Wan Jin felt that his body was really as light as a feather, as if he was about to fly. He looked at the dozens of trees in front of him, they were indeed different from the mortal trees, each leaf had three textures: gold, silver, and jade.

"Isn't this a fortune tree?" Wan Jin screamed, do you still use it to work to earn money? Just pluck a few leaves. Wan Jin reached out to pick it, but he couldn't pick a single leaf with all his strength.

"Hahahaha, someone really bumped in, I said how the sword was practiced overnight, I see, hahahaha." The comer's voice was loud and he laughed.

Wan Jin looked at it, and it was an old man with a childish face and crane hair, about eighty years old, right? Could it be that he is the legendary Kunlun Mountain sword-casting master?

"Old man, you must be a sword forging master of Kunlun Mountain, right?" Wan Jin knelt down and prayed.

"Ah, how do you know I'm a swordsmith?" The old man laughed.

"Didn't you just say that the sword was trained?" Wan Jin got up and said.

"yes, I said I leaked, haha, young man, how did you get here? Is it just to get rich and pick these leaves? The old man still smiled.

"Yes, I just dream of getting rich! This fortune tree is in front of you, don't fish for nothing! Wan Jin said this deliberately, he wanted to see how the old man reacted.

"Hmph, and a virtue of those who are officials! I tell you, you just daydream! All these treasures are real, but you just can't take them! When you are young, you want to get something for nothing, and you want to think about good things! The old man looked unhappy and said, "But it's basically useless for you young man to ask for these now!" ”

"Why?" Wan Jin asked curiously.

"Because you've become an immortal!" The old man said coldly. "I can't imagine that your kid has a good life!"

"Am I an immortal? Am I an immortal? Am I still a me? How did you become an immortal? Old man, are you amusing me? Wan Jin laughed.

"I've lived for hundreds of years in Kunlun Dao, and I'll coax you to make a doll?" The old man regained his smile, "You slept on the immortal tree all night, and you have already ascended to the sky and become an immortal body in one step. ”

"Immortal trees? Is this tree an undead tree? I slept on it all night and didn't die? Kind of makes sense. Wan Jin smiled, this smile was not because he was glad that he had become an immortal, but because he felt ridiculous.

"Not really! It seems that you have a relationship with immortals! Then again, I have to thank you, if it wasn't for you, I would have slept all night! The old man laughed.

"Old man, your words have confused me, why do you still thank me?" Wan Jin was puzzled.

"Haha, you don't understand, do you? Let me tell you, you only need to go up to any of these dozens of immortal trees, I am talking about the night, you can connect the Seven Stars of the North Pole and the sword in my gossip furnace into a line, it is you who are the node, the line between heaven and earth is opened, and the spirit of the Seven Stars of the North Star is transmitted to the sword that is about to be trained. This is the last process of my sword-casting, you completed it for me, I don't thank you, who do you thank? Hahahaha. The old man laughed.

"In that case, how can you thank me?" Wan Jin took the opportunity to say.

"You can thank you as much as you want." The old man said disapprerovingly.

"Okay, then I'm going to worship you as a teacher!" Wan Jin knelt down and bowed: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!" ”

"Oops! You young man is weird and clever, I can't resist it, so you apprentice! Okay, okay, I'll take you as an apprentice! The old man said helplessly.

"Oh, by the way, Master, you just said that you are from Kunlun Dao? How do I feel that you are familiar, where have you seen it? Wan Jin recalled, "Oh, by the way, I remembered, you are the same Kunlun Daoist at the auction of the Huaxia Martial Arts Mansion in Wangcheng last year!" ”

"Me? I didn't go to any auctions! I haven't been to Hongchen in Kunlun Mountain for a hundred years! Kunlun Daoren said.

"Then, who is that Kunlun Daoist? He looks exactly like you! Wan Jin said suspiciously.

"Could it be him?" The Kunlun Daoist said to himself, his expression a little surprised and angry.

"Master, who are you talking about?" Wan Kim asked.

"Hey, it's a long story, so let's not talk about that. Now go and see my sword of conscience in heaven and earth, it is about to be baked! The Kunlun Dao people ran in happily like a child.