Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Iron Mang Short Sword
Five days passed in a blink of an eye.
Hao Yuntian came to Mu Wanshan again and found that the little junior sister had opened another meridian on her hand. It's only been a short month, how many new meridians have been opened by the little junior sister! This kind of speed is simply perverted to the point of outrageousness!
Originally, according to the rules of the cultivation realm, everyone has their own fate. Mu Wan's method of opening the meridian and expanding the pulse, even as a senior brother, if he rashly inquired, it would be extremely arrogant and rude.
However, Hao Yuntian has been really puzzled and unbearable in the past few days......
If his gaze can also be turned into substance, then, at this moment, his gaze fell on Mu Wan's two arms, and he was so entangled that he could form a big lump.
Mu Wan is not blind, how can she not see it?
After thinking about it, she pointed to the small waterhole on the mountainside and took the initiative to say, "Senior brother, after I train every day, I will go to the waterhole to take a bath, and by the way, I will rub my arm for half an hour. This method has obvious effects on opening the meridians and expanding the pulse. ”
Hao Yuntian glanced at her with a strange expression, nodded and responded, "Got it." ”
Then, as usual, the results of the five days of practice before the exam.
In five days, Mu Wan's foot strength has made great progress, increasing to more than 800 catties. Hao Yuntian did not increase the weight of the force measuring ring, but reiterated that he should continue to wear it and not take it off.
The strength of the hands is also doubled. Now, she is squatting with two fifteen-pound wine jars, completely stress-free.
Threading the needle was the slowest to improve, but it was also a 40% improvement from five days ago.
Hao Yuntian nodded. "What about the sword you use?" Take it out and I'll take a look. ”
"Yes." Mu Wan took out the Qingfeng Sword from the storage bag and offered it with both hands - learning from the lessons of the previous time, she took out some commonly used things from the space and put them in the medium-grade storage bag given by Uncle Yang.
Hao Yuntian could see at a glance that this was a high-grade spiritual weapon, and his expression moved.
Mu Wan said with a smile: "This is obtained from the slashed Zhuji Sanxiu. ”
Hao Yuntian nodded slightly again, and said, "This sword requires a lot of spiritual energy, and it is a long sword itself, and if it is forcibly reduced by you, it will cause damage to the sword body. We wait for the sword cultivation to enter the Tao with the sword. Treat the sword as your life. Don't use it right now. ”
"Yes." Mu Wan's heart was awe-inspiring. Immediately injected a piece of wood spiritual power into the head of the sword, restoring the Qingfeng Sword to its original size.
When Hao Yuntian saw it, he was slightly stunned, and said secretly: How is it Mu Dan Linggen? Before. Obviously it is said to be a pseudo-spiritual root? It seems that this little junior sister is indeed not simple.
He hid the doubts in his eyes. Take out the Iron Blade. Holding his hands in his hands, he introduced: "This ironwood sword was picked by the ancestor back then. Specially cut for the master. Now, the master will pass it on to you, you will hold it in the future, practice diligently, and don't let down the high expectations of the master. With that, he handed over the short sword with both hands.
"Yes." Mu Wan took it with both hands, and her heart was warm. Looking down at the brown and black short sword in her hand, she suddenly found that this sword was so familiar. Her heart moved slightly, she remembered, and couldn't help but gossip a little: Hey, this sword looks like the one that the senior brother played with in his hand last time......
Hao Yuntian saw that her eyes were a little fluttering, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he asked, "What are you thinking?" "It's a desertion! It's too much!
Mu Wanmeng came back to her senses and shook her head again and again: "I didn't think about anything." ”
However, Senior Brother's eyes were sharper than swords at the moment, so she had no choice but to stiffen her head and replied weakly: "I, I'm just wondering, does Senior Brother have exactly the same ...... with such a wooden sword?"
Is this a comparison? Child's heart! Hao Yuntian's expression was slightly softened: "The ancestor only cut this one back then. I was eleven years old when I started, and I learned to use a long sword, not this iron mang. ”
It turned out to be the same handle...... Mu Wan blinked her eyes and said "oh", feeling weird. However, what was strange, she couldn't say for a while.
Uh, that's not the point, okay! She raised her little face and asked excitedly, "Senior brother, are you going to teach me to practice swords today?" ”
Hao Yuntian shook his head: "No." At least wait for your foot strength to reach more than 1,000 catties before you can lay the foundation for the next game. The foundation of the lower plate is unstable, and using a sword is like building a house on sand, which is not a long-term way. Now I will pass you the Iron Short Sword to protect yourself when you do quests. You go to the Outer Gate Quest to get ten third-order demon crystal quests, and complete them within a month. ”
Mu Wan still remembers those tasks. The quest for the third-order demon crystal is a first-class mission, and one task requires the surrender of twenty third-order demon crystals. Senior Brother wanted her to hunt two hundred third-order demon beasts within a month.
Uh, is this an exam for the previous month's training? It's super challenging. Someone's scalp is tingling.
No, Hao Yuntian added slowly: "I'll add two more restrictions to your task." Only the third-order wind leopards in the back mountains are allowed to be hunted, this is one of them; Second, no poison should be used, and the skin of the leopard should be intact and there should be no damage on it. A month later, I came to inspect the leopard skin. ”
What do you mean? Poison cannot be used, and the leopard skin must be completely peeled off without any damage...... Mu Wan tugged at her little liver, and complained weakly: "That can only be killed with fists and feet......"
No, Hao Yuntian slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and said with a rare praise: "Clever!" ”
The body of a third-order demon beast is not an ordinary strongman! I...... Dizzy! For a while, Mu Wan only felt that a lot of golden stars suddenly appeared in front of her.
Hao Yuntian raised his eyebrows and walked straight to the waterhole.
As the master, Mu Wan naturally followed on the side and accompanied him throughout the whole process.
Before reaching the edge of the pool, the aroma of wine has curled.
Hao Yuntian paused slightly and looked at the small wooden shed, where the smell of wine emanated.
Seeing this, Mu Wan explained: "This is the first batch of spiritual rice wine, and it will take three days to get out of the tank." However, if you want to make pear blossom drunk, you have to filter it first and seal it for another month. This is the conclusion that Xiangxiang probed overnight. She generously announced that when the first batch of ten jars of spiritual rice wine came out of the tank, half of it would be divided into pear blossom drunk and given to Shizun to taste.
Hao Yuntian let out an "oh" and said softly: "You have a heart." ”
Soon. The two of them stood one after the other by the waterhole. Hao Yuntian raised his eyes and asked, "Is this the waterhole you are talking about?" "He's not a writhing kind either. Since the little junior sister has told each other, he asked generously to understand.
Mu Wan nodded: "The pool water is naturally warm." However, I have searched the bottom of the pond and have not found any hot springs hidden in it. ”
Hao Yuntian pointed to the large and small bluestones around the waterhole and explained: "These stones are called obsidian, which can absorb the heat of the sun and can be seen everywhere in this area. The water of the pond is heated by the obsidian on the edge of the pool. ”
"I see." Mu Wan suddenly realized, nodded and said, "No wonder the pond water is the coolest in the morning." And it is hottest at dusk. ”
Hao Yuntian continued: "The pool water all comes from this waterfall above. The waterfall is due to the natural mountain spring on the rock wall of the canyon. The mountain spring water contains a hint of aura. Take a dip in the pool every day. It can indeed relax the meridians and veins. Since it's beneficial, you might as well stick with it and soak it every day. ”
Mu Wan nodded yes. At the same time, I secretly wondered in my heart: Wow. Senior brother said a lot today.
Hao Yuntian turned around. Said to her: "Little junior sister." That's all for today's training. During this month, you still have to stick to the basics of training and don't slack off. A month later. I'll come again. After speaking, he sacrificed Yu Xiao and walked away.
"Yes." Mu Wan hugged her fists to say goodbye, "Senior brother, go slowly." ”
When the senior brother was gone, Xiangxiang appeared and asked curiously, "Sister, what kind of sword did the master pass on to you?" Xiangxiang wants to take a look. ”
Mu Wan took out the Tiemang short sword from the storage bag: "Oh, this is it." ”
The whole sword is brown-black, two feet long, two and a half inches wide, and the sword surface is slightly wider than the mahogany sword. The weight in his hand was at least twice as heavy as the peachwood sword. But the peachwood sword is a low-grade magic weapon, and it is not even a magic weapon. The sword was unbladed, blunt, and looked heavy.
Xiangxiang is a tree spirit, and there are few woods in this world that she doesn't recognize. She immediately explained the material of the short sword: "Oh, this sword is made from the iron mangs produced by the thousand-year-old hemlock. Hemlock grows in extremely cold places, and it takes ten years to grow one foot taller and three hundred years to become a tree. It takes a hemlock tree that is more than 800 years old to condense an iron mango at the top of the treetop. It takes two hundred years for the iron mangs to mature. In addition, when ripe, if it is not picked within an hour, the mango will fall off on its own, turn into powder, and fall into the soil at the bottom of the tree, becoming a nutrient for nourishing the hemlock tree. So, sister, this iron mang's short sword is very rare. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is far from being comparable to ordinary magic weapons. ”
Mu Wan listened, held the short sword, and slashed at a piece of obsidian beside him with his backhand.
I saw the red sword shadow flashing, and with a loud "bang", the half-human-high obsidian was neatly divided into two.
Mu Wan happily lifted the short sword in her hand and exclaimed: "Really, cutting stones is like cutting tofu, effortlessly." It's much better than a peachwood sword, and it doesn't consume aura. ”
Xiangxiang shrugged: "Of course." Tiemang is the essence of hemlock produced for thousands of years, and what is peachwood, how can it be compared to it! The master is really generous. Whoever is good to my sister is good to Xiangxiang. Xiangxiang decided, every time he made wine in the future, he would give Shizun a special brew of five jars of pear blossom drunk. ”
Mu Wan patted her on the shoulder: "There is Lao Xiangxiang." ”
In the afternoon, Mu Wan went to the task office again to pick up the task.
This time, she didn't see the previous Steward Lee. She was greeted by another housekeeper. The uncle looked to be no more than thirty years old, white and chubby, and spoke very kindly. Hearing that Mu Wan was going to take ten third-order demon crystal tasks, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "This senior nephew, do you know that this is a first-order mission?" With your current cultivation, it is very dangerous to hunt third-order demon beasts. ”
Mu Wan smiled: "Thank you, uncle, the disciple is not alone." "There's no way, the ten Class A missions are too conspicuous, and in order to cover people's eyes, she can only tell a small lie.
It turned out that the team went out on a mission en masse. At the outer gate, several good disciples form a team and each person takes turns to take the task, and the team completes it together, which is a very common way to do tasks. Uncle Steward let out an "oh", and still asked carefully: "Class A tasks have a 100-day deadline. Ten tasks, that is, to hunt two hundred third-order demon beasts in a hundred days, are you sure you can complete it? ”
"The disciple will do his best." Mu Wan responded, and couldn't help but complain in her heart: The deadline given by the senior brother is only one month!
Seeing that her attitude was so firm, Uncle Fat Steward nodded and said, "Give me your identity jade plate." ”
There is also a white jade on the right front side of the long case. The fat housekeeper put her identity jade plate on the white jade, and in an instant, the four vermilion characters "Outer Gate Mu Wan" appeared on the white jade.
He picked up the brush, dotted cinnabar, and wrote on the white jade platform: Ten copies of Tianzi No. 1 Class A tasks.
When he took the identity jade plate away from the white jade, this line of words, along with Mu Wan's name, turned into a red light, injected into the identity jade card, and disappeared.
He took out a black cylinder that was not much bigger than his fist, stretched out a finger and poked it lightly at the bottom of the cylinder, and handed it to Mu Wan along with the identity jade plate: "I have activated this cylinder just now." When you kill a monster, it will automatically absorb only the monster crystals. There is a red ring at the bottom of the cylinder, and each time a demon crystal is loaded, the ring will become a small lighter. When it is filled with two hundred demon crystals, the ring will be fully illuminated. Remember to bring this tube here to hand in the task within 100 days. ”
Mu Wan took it with both hands in surprise, thanked him, and said secretly: In order to prevent the disciple from cheating, the sect has gone to great lengths.
After a turn of thought, she raised her head and said to the fat housekeeper's uncle, "Uncle, can you do the disciple a favor?" ”
Uncle Fat Steward said, "What's the matter? Let's talk about it first. ”
"The disciple doesn't want this matter to spread......"
Before she could finish speaking, the fat housekeeper waved his hand and said, "There are regulations in the task department, and you are not allowed to disclose the information about the disciple's task and completion of the task without permission. Liu has been on an errand here for nearly five years and has never violated the rules. Master Mu's nephew can rest assured. ”
"Thank you, Uncle Liu." Mu Wan respectfully bowed, and felt a lot in her heart: Uncle Shi is right, there are good and bad in the cultivation world, and there are all kinds of people. For example, among the many stewards, there are both Steward Li, who sells his conscience for a hundred spirit stones, and Steward Liu, who dedicates himself to public service.
Therefore, cultivation is our own business, and we who cultivate the truth should stick to the Dao heart at all times and places, and never attribute all our sins to the people and things around us.
Thinking like this, the sea of consciousness flashed, and a force rose under his feet for no reason. Mu Wan was in high spirits, and turned around and left with a big stride like an ostrich.
When she walked outside the courtyard gate, she patted her head and shouted "oops" in annoyance.
Xiangxiang was in the space, and hurriedly asked with her divine sense: What's wrong?
I forgot to ask Uncle Liu about where there is a third-order wind leopard in the back mountain.
Xiangxiang was very proud: Xiangxiang had inquired on the way here. There is a map of the back mountain in the Gongfa Hall at the mission office. The map is marked with relevant monster information. One copy is sold for two contribution points. Hehe, when you took the task just now, Xiangxiang took the time to record one. (To be continued......)