Seeing this inexplicably confident young man, Wujian couldn't help but feel a burst of disgust in his heart.

He is not the kind of gentle and gentle person, because almost all of his energy is devoted to cultivation, he has no time to take care of it, and the means of dealing with things are also extremely simple, and his emotional intelligence is not high, and he said bluntly with his temperament: "I thought you were a person who knew the situation and knew how to advance and retreat, but I didn't expect you to be so impulsive, reckless and stupid - not to mention that in that village, there are many masters of the Ghost King Temple, and there are many organs, so I said that Pan Zhiyong, as well as his minions, are all very difficult to deal with, even if it is me, I can't get benefits." Tell me, how did you save people in the past? ”

The little carpenter felt that this person's mood was a little impatient and strange, and it was difficult to convince him of what he believed, so he did not explain much.

"I always want to give something I try if I haven't done it before," he said. ”

Becoming more and more annoyed, Wujian pointed at his nose and scolded, "You really think I'm worried about you? If you want to die, then go, the reason why I persuade you is that I am worried that my Tianluo Wood Sword will not be completed, and I will delay the opportunity I finally got with Naping Qianqiu, fuck ......"

When the little carpenter saw this menacing Daoist, he suddenly smiled and said to him, "If this is what the Dao Master is worried about, then there is actually no problem. ”

Wujian was full of annoyance, but when he saw the other party laughing, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said coldly: "What do you want?" ”

The little carpenter said calmly: "In broad daylight, even if I have great ability, I can't go in and find someone, so I have to wait for the evening, and from now until the evening, I will rush to help you finish the Luo Mu Sword that day." When it gets dark, I will give you something, which can be regarded as an escort to repay you for this journey, and when the time comes, we will break up in two and go separately, so that we can gather and disperse......"

Wujian was originally piling up a belly of fire, but when he heard the little carpenter's words, he was stunned.

The little carpenter was right, if he just wanted the carved wooden sword, he would be able to get it in the evening, and as for the rest of the matter, it had nothing to do with him.

Wouldn't it be great that he didn't have to be responsible for the "ignorance", impulsiveness, and ignorance of the current affairs of the young man in front of him, and he could get what he wanted?

But for some reason, he felt that something seemed to be wrong in this.

He pondered for a moment, and said with a cold face: "This is the best." ”

Looking at the guy who didn't know whether to live or die in front of him, Wujian was bored for a while, and he didn't bother to think too much, so he snorted coldly, and then walked forward with the little carpenter.

The two of them turned around and came to a steep cliff, which was on the northwest side of Leiyi Village, far away from the place where they had fought last night, but they were able to take in most of the faces and movements of this mountainous area.

Such a place is naturally very difficult to walk, and there is not even a road at several junctions up to it.

Fortunately, the light weight methods of these two people are not bad, plus vines, branches and other things, they can be regarded as climbing, and then find a place to be sheltered by mountain rocks, Wujian is responsible for watching the movement under the mountain, while the little carpenter sits down cross-legged, takes the wooden embryos handed by Wuji, as well as the graphic pages, and begins to carve them seriously.

If there is any quality of a little carpenter that is stronger than others, and it is particularly outstanding, then "focus" should be able to rank first.

He has been following Lu Da since he was a child, running around for life and filling his stomach, and his only hobby is probably the little wood carving at hand.

Whether he was upset, distracted, or whatever, all he had to do was sit down and put his mind on the wood and the knife in his hand, and everything would be left behind.

It was the same at this time, the little carpenter had too many troubles, but the moment he picked up the carving knife, he calmed down all of a sudden.

He began to get busy, and all the patterns and symbols on the drawings were actually engraved in his mind.

At this moment, all he needs is to turn the drawings into reality.

So much for.

The tiger skin fat cat was beside him, and after a glance, he was not interested, and he saw this offspring who had a very high talent in wood carving skills, but he felt a little pity.

This kind of craft, if it is cultivated in Qingcheng Mountain, may be a generation of masters.

It's a pity that the brain is in water, and there is no way to remedy this.

Time passed little by little, the sun gradually moved westward, and when the huge disc fell into the western mountain, and the light disappeared at the last moment, the little carpenter patted the sawdust on his body, and then slowly stood up, and said to the dozing Wuji beside him: "It's done." ”

He handed the eight small swords to Wuji, and the man took them, and when he looked at them carefully, he suddenly had a feeling of being particularly amazed.

The appearance and proportions of this wooden sword, as well as the reliefs on it, are exactly the same as on the drawings, and they are not different in the slightest.

What is even more surprising is that the reliefs and runes on the short wooden sword seem to be alive and alive - with the last ray of sunset light, falling into the eyes of the innocent, there is a trace of spirituality......

This is very rare, because an object that can give him such a feeling, plus some refining and blessings, may be able to become a real set of magic weapons.

Rather than a one-time consumable.

Ritual weapons......

Ordinary people may not have much feeling, but as a top-level Dao sect like Qingcheng Mountain, how can they not know that since the Song and Ming dynasties, the aura of heaven and earth has become thinner and thinner, and cultivators may still be able to absorb the thin "Qi" from between the stars and the earth to temper and boil, but those brilliant magic weapons have become more and more difficult to smelt.

The flying sword, which was once brilliant, has also become rare.

And with the consumption of heaven and earth treasures, many elders say that the era of the end of the law may come soon.

Many cultivators who follow the sidelines and cults have even begun to use human life, blood, and souls to refine Dharma weapons.

And now, the person in front of him is able to give spirituality to wood simply by using that exquisite, almost Taoist craftsmanship.

Not to mention anything else, this skill alone is enough for many cultivators to covet.

Originally, Wujian was ready to take something and leave, after all, he was not the kind of slimy character, but at this moment, he gave birth to a bit of love.

After he put away the eight short swords, he persuaded the little carpenter again, and even promised that he would rush to Qingcheng Mountain now, and strive for enough Qingcheng Mountain masters to come and help him, so that he would not take risks, and the most important thing was to fight steadily.

Making such a promise is already too much of a concession for the innocent Taoist who is cold by nature and does not like to socialize with others.

He was even surprised at his own low voice.

But after wiping a handful of sweat, the descendant hesitated and refused.

The other party's refusal quickly exhausted all the goodwill of Wuji, and he didn't try to persuade again, but said coldly: "In this way, then you can do it yourself." ”

With that, he turned and left, and after a few ups and downs on the mountain, he disappeared.

The little carpenter sensed the concession made by the innocent, and the kindness in his words, and could even expect the other party to be furious, but he still did not agree to the innocent's plan.

Because he deeply felt the madness and violence of the gang of people in the Ghost King Temple, these death-worshipping ghosts did not have a trace of awe for life, and it was hard for him to imagine what kind of situation a child like Gu Baiguo would be like if he fell into the hands of those guys.

Not to mention that the Ghost King Temple is still colluding with Pan Zhiyong.

That guy has a personal grudge with the little carpenter, although Gu Baiguo once rescued his mother, but the little carpenter is not sure whether Pan Zhiyong will attack Gu Baiguo because of himself.

He was too worried about Gu Baiguo, and he couldn't be as calm and rational as Wuji.

He had to sneak into the Ghost King Temple and take a clear look before he could feel at ease.

Even if it is death, it is fearless.

Shortly after Wujian left, the little carpenter also got up, and he beckoned the tiger skin fat cat to tell him his plan, but the tiger skin fat cat kept shaking his head and tail, looking very frightened. Its strange reaction made the little carpenter realize that there might be something in the Leiyi Village that made the tiger skin fat cat fearful.

It's a pity that this fat guy can't speak, and he can't read, so he can't communicate with him.

In the little carpenter's plan, the tiger skin fat cat originally occupied a very important position, after all, this guy is not only light and agile, but also agile, and agile, at critical moments, he can also turn into a tiger evil, and is a very effective assistant.

But at this moment, the tiger skin fat cat is on strike, and he has no choice but to act hard and act alone.

He went down the hill and cautiously groped out of the woods, and the tiger-skinned fat cat followed not far away, but did not stick to the front, and was obviously not optimistic about the little carpenter's action.

The little carpenter didn't care about the fat guy, and after he crawled out of the woods, he crossed a slope with his waist bent, and when he was more than thirty feet away from Leiyi Village, he lay on the ground, and moved little by little by the help of the night and the weeds on the ground.

He climbed slowly, moving a little bit for a long time, as if he were completely integrated into the earth.

It took him about half an hour before he climbed to the edge of the wall, and saw that the wooden fence was facing upright, and its appearance was black and red, as if it were blood and dirt, and it exuded a smell like ice.

Every few zhang on the wall, there is also a gray-white skull hanging on it.

The little carpenter learned the "Luban Quanshu", and knew the method of many mechanisms and the arrangement by heart, even if it did not move, the principle was the same.

He did not rush forward recklessly, but crawled along the wall, and after a while, he found a small hole hidden in the corner.

It was a dog hole, but the little carpenter didn't care, and carefully climbed into it.

Entering the village, the little carpenter saw that the Leiyi village was quite large, and as far as the eye could see, there were hundreds of houses.

He walked along the wall, relying on Lu Ban's knowledge of the whole book, he saw a few openings very keenly, and then spared it, but when he was about to enter the alley of the wall, from not far away, two fierce black mastiffs rushed out......

Author's words: Little Buddha said: For some reason, the ghost Yi was finally changed to "Ghost Li" (note to this site: it is estimated that it is because of the Yi nationality, it is a sensitive national issue), and I will also modify the previous one (this site will not change it), in order for this book to survive, everyone understands, thank you. enter