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There is an old man living in Zangjian Peak, a middle-aged man, a little girl of three or five years old, and a big yellow dog.

The old Taoist priest lived for a long time. The old man seems to have his last breath left, his face is covered with wrinkles and brown age spots, he is described as withered, his hands are thin and thin, he likes to wear a gossip double kendo robe, and he wears a crooked Taoist hairpin, and he usually stays in his room to meditate. He adopted a little girl and a big yellow dog. The little girl picked up a person, and this person was a middle-aged man who lived in Hidden Sword Peak.

Middle-aged men often wear cyan clothes, are polite, and like to read some Taoist scriptures in their spare time.

The little girl, with big eyes, wears a white embroidered Taoist robe made by an old Taoist priest, and has a Taoist bun on her head. At this time, she was telling a story. I saw her dancing with a wooden sword in her hand, and said while gesturing, "You don't know, Izumo Sect, there are many people here, that big man made a move, the black tiger went straight to Zizhu Zhenren's heart, Zizhu Zhenren a two dogs pounced on food, no, it was a vicious dog pounced on food and fought back, the two sides came and went, the battle was inseparable, at this moment, guess what?" “

The old Taoist priest squinted at the little girl and put on a reluctant expression, not very much wanting to deal with the little girl.

The middle-aged man next to him gave face and asked, "What's wrong?" “

The big yellow dog that has been lying on his stomach and has no sense of presence is also:" "Wangwang" responded. ”

The little girl glared at the old Taoist priest, and when she heard the middle-aged man's reply, she immediately spit and flew around: "Uncle Qinglong, listen to me continue to tell you, I saw a middle-aged man with three eyes and six arms walking forward and shouting, "I want to kill all of you." The little girl learned to shout while explaining, and her face turned red.

At this time, seeing the embarrassed appearance of the little girl, Lao Dao couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Storytelling is also quite tiring, some spectators still applauded, and some people were not happy, "You still can't listen to it, people finally found the disciple of Soul Sword Peak to inquire, if it wasn't for that senior brother who saw me beautiful, how would he tell me." The little girl glared at the old Taoist priest angrily.

Lao Dao coughed twice, revealing a flattering smile: "Don't blame the cabbage fairy, Lao Dao can't help but feel excited when he hears it, he can't help it." ”

The little girl with cabbage saw the old Taoist priest say soft words, so she calmed down and continued: "Let me tell you, I heard that a disciple of the Izumo Sect died, and the Soul Sword Peak was flattened by others, hey, I can't go to the Soul Sword Peak to play in the future." "Cabbage is very sorry.

The middle-aged man whispered another version of the "Izumo Sect Invasion Incident" in front of Lao Dao, ignoring the sentimentality of the cabbage.

Cabbage's ears were sharp, and he heard the words of some men: "Uncle Qinglong, you also know, the child who died was only 5 years old, let me tell you, there is also a little girl named Xiao Izuyun, that is his sister, she also has a fairy sword green bead in her hand, as long as the sword is waved, someone will run out and beat the wisteria head half to death, let me say, if I am the head, I will definitely be stronger than him......"

As soon as he said "stronger than him", three old men in gray Taoist robes came to the old Taoist priest with a crooked hairpin, and one of them had a red face with shame It was the wisteria real person in the cabbage's mouth. The three of them saluted. Lao Dao nodded slightly, and patted the head of the little cabbage girl who was like a river: "Go play." ”

Cabbage found that the wisteria head who she said was a wreck was in front of her, and ran away. The big yellow dog ran away after the cabbage. The middle-aged man also disappeared into the Hidden Sword Peak at some point.

Cabbage is a Taoist boy raised by the old Taoist priest Bai Luo since childhood. The little cabbage girl is also very competitive, she doesn't eat and drink in vain, and always tells stories to the old Taoist priest.

The three Taoist priests and Bai Luo Daoist talked about things, so they didn't mention it for the time being. The cabbage is running blindly on the mountain peaks, and the big yellow dog behind is also chasing with his tongue.

After running for a while, the cabbage stopped and came to roleplay. She looked at the big yellow dog with a serious face: "Big rhubarb, my disciple of the cabbage fairy died in your door, you have to give me an explanation." With that, a black tiger with a claw in his little hand and a black tiger hit the rhubarb with his heart.

Rhubarb "Wang" made an authentic vicious dog pounce twice and pounced on the cabbage. The cabbage secretly said just in time, and the wooden sword in his hand slammed towards the rhubarb. The big yellow dog showed humanized embarrassment on his face, and he wanted to run away with a flick of his tail.

The cabbage followed closely and muttered: "The head of the rhubarb looks at me." As he spoke, a wooden sword. The wooden sword seemed to be really like what she said, and walked out of her own wooden sword. Cabbage stared at the wooden sword seriously. For a while, no one came out of it.

However, Rhubarb also cooperated to make a posture of being knocked to the ground, and his whole body fell to the ground and made a "whine" sound.

The cabbage looked up to the sky and laughed heroically, and the clear laughter returned to the mountains and forests. Not far away, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt looked at all this with a smile.

Early the next morning, the cabbage was rummaging through the cabinets in the kitchen, and Rhubarb was lying on his stomach and gnawing on a bone.

"What about knives? Where's my knife? The cabbage carried a wooden sword in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other.

At this time, a man in a green shirt named Qinglong appeared in front of the door, "What do you want a knife for?" ”

"Uncle Qinglong, you don't care about it for now, tell me where the knife is," Cabbage said.

Qinglong pointed to the cabbage's right hand, and the cabbage looked at the kitchen knife in his right hand suspiciously, only to look like this, and dragged Qinglong away with his hand holding the wooden sword. Rhubarb also followed with a bone in his mouth.

When I arrived at the inner hall, a large bronze tripod was placed in the middle, and a chair was placed next to the tripod. Cabbage climbed into the chair with a wooden sword in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand, and shouted at Qinglong: "Uncle Qinglong will protect the Dharma for me later, the divine soldier is born, there will be demons watching, I have to be careful." As he spoke, he slashed the kitchen knife towards his index finger, and a drop of bright red blood slowly slipped from his finger and dripped to the wooden sword, and the blood flowed down with the wooden sword, but there was no vision.

I only heard the cabbage shouting: "Come out, my cabbage fairy sword." However, nothing happened, but the big yellow dog was so frightened by the sudden cry of the cabbage that he jumped up.

"How can it be wrong, it's obviously a fairy sword to recognize the master, could it be said that this knife is poisonous." The cabbage glared at the kitchen knife in his hand and said angrily.

Qinglong was dumbfounded, he was originally a middle-aged uncle who was not smiling, elegant and simple, and he couldn't accept it when he saw the cabbage refining the fairy sword like this. "This sword is useless, it's just a drop of blood to recognize the master's path, don't try again cabbage."

The cabbage seemed to understand and didn't seem to understand, and asked, "Do you need cinnabar, rune paper, black dog blood, yellow dog blood?"

"The fairy sword has a spirit, like the soul of the sword peak, the soul of the sword peak is nurtured and nourished by the soul of its own fairy sword, ten thousand sword peak, broken sword peak, hidden sword peak, imperial sword peak, heavy sword peak, iron sword peak six veins are the selection of the sword cliff fairy sword to choose the master, drop blood to recognize the master, with blood as the guide, the spirit sword, in fact, the sword has already recognized the master." Qinglong carefully explained to the cabbage.

"Uncle Qinglong, I understand that this wooden sword is not mine yet, I want to engrave my name on it." The cabbage nodded solemnly, picked up the kitchen knife and was about to engrave words on the wooden sword. Cabbage tilted his head and thought that the word "white" was better, the word "vegetable" cabbage really can't write the current level of kindergarten, by the way, looking for the ancestor, you can also carve sword patterns.

The cabbage said that he would do it, carrying a kitchen knife and a wooden sword, and knocked on the door of Bai Miao's old road in a hurry, and asked him to engrave the words, and by the way, engrave the sword pattern of the fairy sword.

Bai Luo Dao was stinking in the morning and grinding to help the cabbage carve the wooden sword, and by the way, he branded the fragile wooden sword with sword patterns.

Cabbage's face was not good-looking, looking at the crooked words, Cabbage was full of reluctance: "I thought you could still help me carve the sword pattern, but I didn't expect your words to be so ugly, I would have known that I would have looked for Uncle Qinglong." ”

When Bai Miao Lao Dao heard the cabbage's words, his angry beard flew up: "How can this sword pattern be carved if you want to." It doesn't matter if the words look good or not. ”

The cabbage grinned expressionlessly and made a grinning expression: "Hehe." ”

The old-fashioned finger pointed to the cabbage: "You ......"

Cabbage: "The words are so ugly. ”