Chapter 30 Make a peach sword

Mr. Liu kept throwing his eyes at Zhang Yi along the way. , Zhang Yi kept smiling at Mr. Liu with a hippie smile on the side, and also brought Mr. Liu into the mountains by the way.

Of course, Zhang Yi erased the matter of ginseng, if Mr. Liu knew that this kind of good thing was swallowed by himself, and didn't think about sharing a little with him, Mr. Liu would definitely kick Zhang Yi out of the car halfway.

Finally returned home, Mr. Liu didn't eat supper anymore, his name said: driving all the way, tired!

In this regard, Zhang Yi can only owe this supper first, and then invite Mr. Liu back when he is free.

Back at the rental room, Zhang Yi threw away his bag, took off his clothes, and took a shower first. I washed away the filth of these two days. After taking a bath, the whole body is refreshed.

Zhang Yi took out the three tree trunks in his backpack and found a large basin full of water. Then soak three tree trunks in water, and press a few bricks on them!

To make a mahogany sword, you must first soak the raw materials in water for 15 to 20 days.

After doing this, Zhang Yi threw himself on the bed and fell asleep. Another night's sleep until dawn.

Zhang Yi has returned to the idler days of the past few days, but there is one more thing. It's just that I am familiar with myself, and I have risen a lot of anger.

Cultivators can sometimes rely on the treasures of heaven and earth to increase their Taoism, but after all, this is an external force, not by oneself step by step.

Although the external force is fast, it is relatively vain. Although the practice on your own is slow, it is very solid.

If the qi is vain, when fighting the evil sect outside and using the Dao technique in the future, the qi will suddenly be cut off when reciting the Dao mantra to induce the qi. In the future, when life and death are fighting, half of the mantra is recited and suddenly cannot be used, and this consequence is often borne by life.

More than half a month has passed in a flash, and Zhang Yi has also practiced that qi solidly.

"Whew~~~" Zhang Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Relying on the treasures of heaven and earth to increase the cultivation is really fast, and the cultivation brought by that ginseng has been almost five years. It's a pity that external forces are always external forces, and no matter how much this qi is tempered, there will always be a trace of vanity. Zhang Yi sat on the bed and muttered to himself.

Getting off the bed, Zhang Yi calculated the time and felt that the three tree trunks were almost soaked.

Walk into the bathroom, remove the bricks, and take a look at the tree trunk.

"Well, it's okay, it's time to boil it now."

But this step made it difficult for Zhang Yi, because the boiling step had to be boiled continuously for at least 24 hours. If you cook it in the room, you won't smoke yourself to death, and you will be kicked out by the landlord, because this rental room does not have a gas stove, so you can only cook it yourself. If you go outside to cook, I'm afraid you won't have much time, and the police uncle will invite you to tea. After all, this is a city, not a suburb.

After thinking about it, he could only go to the suburbs to cook by himself, and Zhang Yi immediately packed up his things and took a taxi to the suburbs.

Zhang Yi came to the suburbs with the things for the field accommodation and the cauldron for boiling. I exchanged numbers with the taxi driver first, and asked the driver to call tomorrow, and the price can be negotiated.

I picked up firewood, set up a cauldron, found a river and fetched some water and started boiling it.

The flames kept licking the bottom of the pot, and the bubbles in the cauldron gurgled and gurgling. Zhang Yi threw some firewood into it from time to time.

When night comes, Zhang Yi's mobile phone turns on the alarm clock, calls it once an hour, and when the alarm clock rings, he gets up to see if the fire is smaller, and adds some water when the water is gone.

Soon twenty-four hours passed, and the boiling process was over.

Zhang Yi fished out the trunk of the tree and let it cool naturally, poured out the water, extinguished the fire, and after packing up his things, he made a phone call to the taxi driver.

An hour later, the taxi came.

When I got home, the trunk was almost cool. Zhang Yi took out a knife and began to sharpen it little by little. The mahogany sword has three parts: the sword body, the sword plate, and the hilt, and each part is sharpened differently. Before the knife, you must have the appearance of a peachwood sword in your mind, and every knife must be taken step by step, and every step must be cautious.

The peachwood sword must not only be tangible but also spiritual.

Making a peachwood sword is tedious. Otherwise, Mr. Liu's peachwood sword would not be so expensive. Moreover, the peachwood sword belongs to the category of consumables, which is very easy to wear. However, Zhang Yi's peachwood sword is estimated to be able to be used for a long time, because the raw materials are good.

Sunrise and sunset, day after day, Zhang Yi knife after knife, slow work and meticulous work. Gradually, the shape of the mahogany sword came out little by little. The straight sword body has a sharp tip, and the sword plate is carved with a Taiji figure, a round hilt, and Zhang Yi also dug a small hole at the end of the hilt, which is intended to be used to hang the sword spike.

Yes! Finally finished the first one, and there are still two that haven't been done, but there is a first practice feel, and the second one will be more comfortable. Zhang Yi lay lazily on the bed and thought.

Zhang Yi rested for a while, and then continued to sharpen the mahogany sword.

Five days later, Zhang Yi finally cut the remaining branches into a peachwood sword.

Zhang Yi looked at the three peachwood swords on the table and nodded with satisfaction, it was not easy for him to cut such a peachwood sword with his skills.

"That's it! Only incense and consecration remained. ”

Incense and consecration are actually a process, that is, three sticks of incense are lit in front of the portrait of the ancestor master, and then the peach wood sword is placed in front of the ancestor and asked the ancestor to help open the light.

So Zhang Yi planned to go to the mountains to find the Taoist priest of Qingshan. There is a portrait of the ancestor there, by the way, look at the Qingshan Taoist priest, and ask him about the jade plate. If you don't say it, you will bribe him with this peachwood sword, and if you don't say it, you will directly stab him with a sword.

Zhang Yi cleaned up, wrapped up the peachwood sword and went out to the residence of the Taoist priest of Qingshan.

Zhang Yi stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, and was extremely emotional! It's only been about a month since I came down the mountain, and so much has happened. I think when I first went up the mountain with Master, I was very scared......

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Yi went up the mountain with three peachwood swords.

An inconspicuous courtyard sat on the mountainside, and when Zhang Yi saw this courtyard, he quickened his pace.

Before the person arrived, the sound came first.

"Master, your apprentice came back to see you!!

………………

Why is there no movement? [・_・?]

Zhang Yi gently pushed the door, but the door was not locked.

"Strange?"

"Master, Master! Master? ”

Zhang Yi shouted vigorously in the courtyard, but no one answered. Zhang Yi had no choice but to look for them one by one.

In the room of the Taoist priest of Qingshan, Zhang Yi found a letter from his son.

The letter read, "Apprentice, when you see this letter, it means that you have come to see me." I hope you don't come to see me too late with a little conscience, or this letter will be eaten by worms. Your master and I have gone out to wave, if you really want to be master, you can send some money in the following bank card number. The more the merrier! "Here's a bank card number!

(#'dish ́) to make money...... Hit you in the head! The next time we meet, I'll stab you first!