Chapter 197: Thousands of Years in Huzhong
Xie Baoshu followed Murong Yingcai and walked down the Sword Casting Villa.
The city below the Sword Forge Villa has no name, and people generally call it Sword Forge City because it is subordinate to the Sword Forge Villa. The Sixth Elder Murong Yingcai seemed to have not been down the mountain for many years, and he felt a little unfamiliar with all this. Xie Baoshu decided to take him something to eat and then hurry away.
Murong Ying has already opened the valley and can stop eating. But Xie Baoshu can't, he has to eat enough to hurry.
The two came to an inn and ordered some food at random. Naturally, no one knew the elder Murong Yingcai, he was already very old, and he had gone down the mountain many years ago. The people who remember him are almost all old and dead. Murong Yingcai took a pot of wine, opened it and smelled it, and sighed: "It's not bad, it's quite fragrant." ”
Although Xie Baoshu doesn't drink much, he also knows that there are some black-hearted vendors who specialize in selling some fake wine mixed with water.
This place is one of the few inns at the foot of the Sword Forge Villa. There are countless people who come to play, and it is impossible for all of them to live in the Sword Casting Villa, right? Therefore, business in this small town below the mountain is very hot. Some black-hearted merchants take some inferior liquor to be shoddy, and the price is very expensive.
Anyway, most people come here just once, and they can't help it if they are caught.
Xie Baoshu has seen a lot of these things, he has traveled to many places, and he has experienced a lot of deception. The point is, you haven't reasoned yet.
In this inn, although the drinks are not top-notch, they are worth the price. Murong Yingcai took a bowl and poured himself a bowl gently, he was in the villa mansion and never drank alcohol. Self-cultivation has been going on for many years, and now time is running out, so it's okay to drink some spirits.
When the liquor entered the throat, the feeling of many years ago suddenly came to my heart, and it was very comfortable.
Murong Yingcai looked at the shopkeeper on the side and asked, "What kind of wine are you?"
The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man, and the clothes he wears are of good material, and it seems that he has made a lot of money over the years. He listened to Murong Yingcai's words, and replied with a smile: "Guest officer, this wine is called Jiuzhuochun, and it is a kind of wine made by the young prince of Murong Villa himself. Because he was lazy, he gave me this method of making wine, and he didn't collect money, but asked me to send a few jars of wine every three days. ”
Murong Ying was stunned for a moment before he realized that the young man in the shopkeeper's mouth was the timid and fearful Murong You. He slightly, he didn't expect that kid to make wine. He said: "This wine is not bad, keep up the good work, and wish the shopkeeper's business more and more prosperous." ”
The shopkeeper didn't speak much, but he was intrigued by Murong Yingcai's words, he walked over from the counter, took a pot of wine, and put it on the table. The shopkeeper himself stood aside and said, "Recently, in the Sword Casting Villa, two old craftsmen have cast two more fairy swords, and this pot of wine is for you." ”
Flying Sword Immortal, now coaxed by Xie Baoshu, wrapped in cloth, and placed on his waist.
Originally, Changsheng was very reluctant, but under the pressure of the evil sword, he still agreed to this method. If you don't put it on your waist, it's too eye-catching to walk on the road. Xie Baoshu didn't want to get into trouble, so
I want to keep a low profile. When he came to Middle-earth Shenzhou this time, he just wanted to see Chang'an City.
Murong Yingcai chatted with the shopkeeper: "Why is there a fairy sword born in Sword Casting Villa, so you have to give us a pot of wine?"
When the shopkeeper heard this question, he smiled and said: "Guest officer, you are really joking, if there is no fairy sword birth, you will still come to Sword Casting Villa? This Sword Casting Villa is more famous, and our business will be better, you say this is the reason, right? Then the fairy sword was born, which is naturally a good thing for us." ”
Murong Yingcai nodded, what the shopkeeper said did make sense.
The shopkeeper looked at his expression and said with a smile: "In the world, where else can two fairy swords be born together? Those of us who do business have a good time enjoying the shade under the big trees, so we naturally hope that the Sword Casting Villa will be better. ”
Xie Baoshu looked at this shopkeeper and felt that he was much better than those black-hearted merchants.
It's no wonder that this place is very lively and lively. If everyone thinks like this, still worry about having no business?
Murong Yingcai was also too lonely, chatting with the shopkeeper for a long time, and finally got up slowly under the urging of Xie Baoshu. He looked at the shopkeeper and said with a smile: Let's go. ”
The shopkeeper felt that this old man had a good appetite for himself, and said with a smile: "Old man, remember to come and play often in the future." ”
Murong Yingcai nodded, but it is difficult to say whether he can come back when he goes out this time.
Together, the two of them walked towards the center of Middle-earth. Suddenly, Murong Ying saw the gourd on Xie Baoshu's waist, he frowned, and asked, "Your gourd is not just a wine gourd, right?"
Xie Baoshu was stunned for a moment and said, "I seem to have some kind of sword raiser, which was given to me by a friend." ”
Murong Yingcai frowned and said, "Since there is a sword cultivation gourd, why don't you put the flying sword in the gourd to cultivate it?" Wrapped in cloth, to be honest, if I hadn't seen you pleasing to the eye, I would have taken this flying sword back a long time ago." Like you, if you don't need something, it's better to give it away. ”
In fact, Murong Yingcai still had some excessive words that he didn't say. People like Xie Baoshu don't deserve to have a flying sword at all.
There are many flying swords in the world, but the flying swords of the immortal weapon level can be counted on one hand. If you change to another sword cultivator and get it, not to mention offering it like an ancestor, it is also an existence that serves well. If you get a little dust, you have to wipe it for half a day. It's like Xie Baoshu, just use a piece of cloth and put it on your waist.
Xie Baoshu smiled bitterly and said, "I won't use this sword raiser." ”
To tell the truth, he didn't receive his Qingyun Chaotian Sword. Because of raising a sword, he really can't use it.
Murong Yingcai patted his head and said helplessly: "So many good treasures, on you, are all wasted." ”
Xie Baoshu was also very helpless, because his master, Song Heng, didn't have a good impression of him practicing swords. It's not bad if you don't scold him, how can you still teach him to use the sword raiser? Xie Baoshu doesn't know what the grade of this sword raiser is, and he doesn't know how to use it
method.
Even in the books of Murong seniors, there is no mention of raising sword gourds.
Murong Yingcai looked at him and explained: "Raising sword gourds is generally used to raise flying swords, and long swords can't be placed in them. When I was wandering the rivers and lakes, I once fought against a sword immortal, and he used a sword raiser. To put it bluntly, raising a sword is like a monk's dantian, but the effect is higher, and the quality of the cultivated flying sword is even higher. ”
Xie Baoshu asked, "Then how to use it?"
Murong Yingcai said: "Use your spirit, control the flying sword, and enter the sword cultivation gourd." ”
Xie Baoshu was silent for a moment and said, "It sounds very simple. ”
Murong Yingcai smiled: "It's not difficult, but before that, you have to refine the sword cultivation first." ”
Xie Baoshu really didn't know about this kind of thing, his Qingyun Chaotian Sword, as well as the Evil Slashing Knife, were all automatically recognized as the master, and there was no need to refine them at all. So looking at the six elders, he looked confused.
Murong Yingcai grew his mouth, and he said, "You won't, you don't even know about such a thing as refining treasures, right?"
Xie Baoshu shook his head, he really didn't know.
Murong Yingcai sighed and said, "Is this how your master taught you? ”
So, along the way, the two chatted while walking, and Murong Yingcai had been talking to Xie Baoshu about things on the path of cultivation.
If you get a treasure, if you want to use it, you naturally have to refine it first. Qi cultivation and physical cultivation and refining magic weapons are not the same. Qi practitioners use their own spirit to refine, and physical cultivation uses **.
The treasures refined by qi practitioners are often related to the environment. For example, the ancestor of the Lu family is the Duke of Lu Guo, the qi practitioner of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. In Chang'an City, there is a huge formation, and the eye of that formation is a map, and I heard that it was refined by him.
He can see all the young people in the palace clearly.
This is also the reason why the Lu family has always supported the Tang Emperor.
And physical cultivation is to use one's own body to refine the magic weapon, and every time you refine it, you can make your body much stronger. Of course, high-level physical cultivation and refining low-level magic weapons have no effect. Datang's first body cultivator, Liu Kanshan, has never refined a magic weapon in his life.
Because on his back was a black dragon.
This black dragon is worthy of all the magic weapons in the world.
Xie Baoshu now wants to refine the sword cultivation gourd, in fact, it is not difficult, he only needs to use his own aura to communicate well with the sword cultivation gourd. When the day comes, Yang Jianhu agrees to let Xie Baoshu manipulate himself, that is, the refining will be successful.
The monk world said that refining magic weapons is like growing three heads and six arms by yourself.
Those magic weapons are like your hands and feet, and you can use them freely. As long as you have that kind of thought in your head, you can use this magic weapon, and this will be considered a successful refining. However, refining a magic weapon requires a lot of time and energy.
Therefore, people will be very cautious when choosing magic weapons.
Now on Xie Baoshu's body, there is not a magic weapon for refining. The order to move mountains has been left in Peach
The source fairy realm was used by the Tongming monk. He has this green wrench on him now. This wrench seems to be automatically recognizing the owner, and Xie Baoshu just moved it casually.
Now that he wants to refine and cultivate the sword gourd, Xie Baoshu is very excited, because this is the first time he has refined the magic weapon. The two stopped at the edge of a wood, and Xie Baoshu followed Murong Yingcai's guidance and began to feel the world of the gourd with his mind.
In the gourd, there is a world of its own.
Xie Baoshu felt that he had become a villain, and came to the world at the bottom of the gourd, which was a piece of blue. There was blue smoke everywhere, and it was very cold in this gourd. The smoke seems to be like smoke coming out of hell.
He walked forward and shouted, "Hey!"
The echo was very loud, Xie Baoshu felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately covered his ears. This sword raiser is sky blue, but the space inside is very lonely. After a while, Xie Baoshu closed his eyes and no longer thought about anything else, but scattered his mind.
Feel the world with your heart.
Soon, he noticed that this sword cultivator seemed to be alive. Between exhales and inhales, blue smoke is exhaled from the bottom of the gourd. For Xie Baoshu, an outsider, raising the sword showed a friendly feeling.
Xie Baoshu flew forward, came to the wall of the gourd, and carefully stroked the traces on it. Day after day, year after year. While Xie Baoshu was practicing, he cultivated a relationship with this sword cultivator. I don't know how long later, he opened his eyes suddenly, and felt that there was something more in his mind.
He knew that this sword cultivation had been successfully refined.
He controlled his mind and flew out of the gourd world, finding himself still in the grove. Murong Yingcai was still standing beside him, as if those years just now were just a moment.
Murong Yingcai looked at him and said with a smile, "How's it going?"
Xie Baoshu didn't answer, but took out the piece of cloth around his waist and liberated the immortal flying sword inside. The Immortal Flying Sword cheered, rolling in the air continuously, and even cut off a few branches, it was really panicking.
Xie Baoshu whistled, and then patted the sword glove on his waist.
The Immortal Sword screamed, but it still flew back by itself and did not enter the sword glove.
Huzhong for thousands of years, a moment in the world.
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