The wooden house doesn't need to be big or comfortable, anyway, it's just a short-term foothold, as long as it can keep out the wind and rain, it's enough, and there are not many squeamish people among them, mosquitoes and the like can be leveled with enchantments.

Two hours later, two wooden houses were built on the left and right sides of the hermitage.

On the left is the wooden house of Luxia, Estes, and Doteya, a total of three, in which only some basic furniture such as beds are made, and there is not even a wardrobe, which is unusually simple.

On the right is the single wooden house of Yinshun in the Treasure Courtyard, although it is also poorly furnished, but he has nothing to do, so he made some more wooden furniture, and plans to send it to Liuxia after it is done, and when he is alive, he often lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, so this bit of craftsmanship is still there.

By the time the hut was built, it was night.

"Are you two embarrassed to eat and drink here for nothing!"

Qianzi Village was shouting at Fujimaru Rika and Musashi, who were lying on the wooden table softly: "So many people live here, how can Ah Sei be busy cooking alone, why don't you go and help!" Otherwise, go hunt some prey and come back! What does it look like to be lazy and lazy! ”

"Oooh! I'm sorry! ”

The two were scolded by Chiko Muramasa and hurriedly got up, Fujimaru Rika went to the kitchen to help, and gave Ah Sua a hand, and Musashi ran to the nearby river to catch the fish.

"Hmph, young people don't scold twice if they don't scold twice, but they don't realize it."

Chikomura snorted coldly, then walked out of the hermitage and came to the place where the barrier was laid, and expanded the coverage of the barrier by fiddling with the magic items placed here, covering the left and right wooden houses into the barrier as well.

Before he could turn around, he suddenly noticed that two more barriers had risen around the hermitage, enveloping all the wooden houses within the bounds of the barrier.

After a while, he saw Ryuxia's figure walking back from outside the hermitage.

"It's an enchantment to repel mosquitoes, and ...... Hmm, a warning barrier? ”

Qianzi Mura was a little unskilled in identifying the use of the enchantment, and the expression on his face was slightly softened, "I didn't expect that this kid of yours is still a magician, it's not bad, at least when the two sisters and brothers sleep in the future, they don't have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes." ”

There are many mosquitoes in the countryside, especially at night, and the buzzing sound that lingers in the ears can make many people go straight away, even if there are mosquito nets.

He's just a swordsmith, and his rank is still Saber, and he's not good at magic at all, so he can only lay a barrier to block weirdness, otherwise he wouldn't need Ryuxia to lay this kind of barrier.

Ryuxia raised her eyebrows slightly.

This old man's attitude towards him during the day was still so blunt, but when he saw him lay two barriers, his demeanor softened, and what he valued more was not the barrier of warning, but the barrier of repelling mosquitoes, what a strange heroic spirit.

"Aren't they there?"

Ryutsu looked in the direction of the nunnery, but did not find the figures of Fujimaru Rika and Musashi, so he asked out loud.

"I was scolded by the old man for a while, and I went to help Ah Shu cook."

Qianzimura sighed, and his expression completely eased, "There are so many mouths in the house, and it is not a small burden for Ah Su. ”

"Yes."

Lu Xia echoed meaninglessly, and then said indifferently: "Me and Estes are both ghosts, there is no problem if you don't need to eat, if it's too late, it's enough to prepare only a human meal." ”

"Oh? That's a good feeling! ”

Chikomuramasa glanced at Ryusha approvingly.

This old man seems to be extremely sensitive in matters related to the pair of siblings, as long as he does a favor and says something kind, it is easy for him to soften his attitude.

"By the way, I have a request."

Lu Xia hit the snake with the stick very well, stretched out his right hand, and embodied his broken sword in his hand.

"My sword broke during the previous battle with the Heroic Soul Swordsman, I wonder if you can help me reforge it?"

Because of the ability to transform into a spiritual son, all the fragments of the Hedao were in Lu Xia's hands at this moment, and the handle, blade and several other broken knife fragments were embodied by him one by one.

"Tsk, you little ghost......"

Qianzi Muramasa slurred again, as soon as he said that kind of approving words, this guy immediately made a request, this little ghost is really thick-skinned.

However, he didn't mean to say anything, his eyes were immediately attracted by the knife in Ryuxia's hand, and his face showed a look of interest.

"Hesse's knife? The old man has never seen it, how is this knife made? What ore was used? What are the methods of fire refining and quenching? ”

"I don't know."

Ryusha gave the answer very simply.

"Cut."

Qianzimura cut unpleasantly, then took the fragment of the knife from Ryuxia's hand, lowered his head and observed it carefully, knocking his finger knuckles on the body of the knife from time to time, and a contemplative look appeared on his face.

"It's a good knife, but you can't tell anything different from the outside...... Well, for the sake of your good knife, the old man will do you a favor and help you reforge it! ”

He pondered for a while, but without much hesitation, he quickly agreed to Ryuxia's request.

"Is this kind of knife a good knife?" Ryuxia said something that he didn't quite understand.

"In the eyes of you swordsmen, it must be that the sharper the knife and the more it can kill, the better, but for us swordsmen, the important thing is not whether the blade is sharp or not, but whether the knife has a soul."

Qianzicun was looking at Ryuxia's Hedao visibly, looking back and forth repeatedly.

"Just as you swordsmen who want to step into the realm of the Dao must pour endless effort and feelings, if you want to forge a good sword, you also need to infuse the soul of the knife forger."

"Although the craftsmanship of this knife is not very good, the knife forger has obviously poured his soul into it, and in the eyes of the old man, no matter how sharp other knives are, this knife is not as good as this knife."

Soul pouring?

The realm of the Tao?

Hearts and minds?

A long time ago, before he began to travel through the world, Musashi once said the same thing as him, saying that most of the people who pursue kendo are people who are willing to put in hard work and blood and sweat for their own way, and who are willing to dedicate their lives to achieving this goal.

There are countless swordsmen who have studied swordsmanship in history, but there is no one in ten thousand swordsmen who have stepped into the realm of swordsmanship, because most swordsmen do not have the heart of swordsmanship, but only study skills.

It's the same with Ryuxia.

He never pursued any kendo, but only studied powerful swordsmanship, and only overwhelmed his opponents with pure power, and did not pursue kendo or anything.

But now, he has reached the pinnacle of his skills, and there is no way to go ahead, and the only path that seems to be able to go is the path of the sword, breaking the shackles and achieving the supreme sword master.

But how to reach the realm of the Dao, Lu Xia still has no clue.