Gu Zhihuan helped Han Yue with his hand in time.

Han Yue was spared the end of falling from mid-air and bleeding from his head.

During the action, Han Yue smelled the faint woody fragrance between Gu Zhihuan's sleeves.

Gu Zhihuan withdrew his hand casually: "What kind of sword do you want to use?" ”

Han Yue lowered his head and thought for a while: "It's the same as Senior Sister." ”

Gu Zhihuan laughed.

"This wooden sword of mine is different." Gu Zhihuan said.

Han Yue was puzzled.

"Do you know how to officially step into the threshold of cultivation?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

"Drawing qi into the body, being able to communicate with the power of heaven and earth by itself, and cultivate with the help of the power of heaven and earth." Han Yue said.

He was still only taking a lot of immortal herb elixirs to improve his physique.

The body is different from that of mortals, but it has not yet reached the realm of inducing qi into the body.

It can only be regarded as half a foot in the Xiuzhen Gate.

For this reason, Han Yue was quite depressed.

"Well, except for a few people with outstanding talents, most cultivators will actually use external objects to draw qi into their bodies. For example, Song Yufeng, he relied on spirit runes to enter his body, and Bai Zhi relied on pills. Gu Zhihuan paused: "This peachwood sword is an opportunity for me to draw qi into my body." ”

Han Yue seemed to understand: "What about me?" Senior sister, when will I be able to learn it? ”

"Cultivation pays attention to karma, and it is difficult to learn to introduce qi into the body, most of the time it is at a certain time, blessed to the soul, and then ignorant and ignorant to step into the door of cultivation." Gu Zhihuan said.

"But how do I know if I've reached this realm?" Han Yue asked.

Gu Zhihuan pondered for a moment: "This feeling is actually very mysterious, it doesn't have an exact feeling, but when you can draw qi into your body, you will find that everything around you is different." ”

Han Yue showed a puzzled look.

Gu Zhihuan explained: "For example, if you look down now, what can you see? ”

"Fog." Han Yue replied.

"And I can see every grass and tree in Pingyao Town, and even the faces of children on the street can be seen clearly." Gu Zhihuan said: "Those who have attained the Tao are deaf and clear-sighted. ”

Han Yue listened to Gu Zhihuan's description, and there was a bit of yearning in his eyes.

I don't know what the opportunity to induce qi into my body will be in the future.

"Here we are." Gu Zhihuan stopped in front of a blacksmith shop.

Han Yue's expression was a little dull: "Senior sister, what's so special about this blacksmith shop?" ”

"Special?" Gu Zhihuan thought for a while: "Is it particularly expensive?" ”

“……”

Han Yue showed a stunned look.

He originally thought that Gu Zhihuan took him down the mountain to buy a sword, at least it was a low-grade spiritual treasure.

Who knew it was such an ordinary blacksmith shop.

Han Yue looked at the name on the right side of the blacksmith shop with a complicated face, Xiongda Blacksmith Shop.

The name is more rustic than the store.

If Han Yue remembered correctly, when he was a child, he heard that the people in the town all bought ironware at the Xiongda blacksmith shop.

The handle of his woodcutter has the sign of the bear's blacksmith shop on it.

Gu Zhihuan pinned the peachwood sword behind his waist, lifted the curtain of the blacksmith shop, and strode in.

When Xiong Da saw Gu Zhihuan, he showed a warm smile.

I don't know if it's because he laughs a lot, but the horizontal flesh on Xiong's big face seems to be much more developed than others.

When he laughed, his eyes were squeezed into two slits.

"Buying a sword?" Xiong Da exited, and his voice was as loud as a bell.

Han Yue subconsciously took a half step back.

Gu Zhihuan walked to the counter and nodded: "Help my junior brother buy a sword." ”

Xiong Da looked at Han Yue and showed a mouthful of white Sensen's teeth: "It's still a child." ”

Han Yue instinctively straightened his chest, wanting to make himself look taller.

He looks younger than his actual age, and his life of exile when he was a child makes Han Yue's development a little difficult to keep up.

Gu Zhihuan swept towards the iron sword hanging behind Xiong Da.

Han Yue stood behind Gu Zhihuan, trying his best to pretend to be a mature adult, not letting his eyes look curiously.

The corners of Xiong's big mouth hooked playfully: "Which sword does the child like?" ”

Han Yue looked at Gu Zhihuan: "Senior sister......"

"The choice is yours." Gu Zhihuan said.

Han Yue had no choice but to walk in front of Gu Zhihuan.

He was only half a head taller than the counter, and there weren't many swords to see.

Han Yue had never had a weapon of his own, and he cautiously looked at the dense iron sword behind him.

Seeing that he hadn't made a decision, Xiong Da said coaxingly: "Why don't I help you choose?" ”

"No, you don't." Han Yue decisively rejected him.

The ghost sent the gods, Han Yue raised his hand and pointed: "I want that." ”

The corners of the bear's eyes twitched.

He turned around and put the iron sword that Han Yue wanted on the counter.

"Are you sure, kid?" Xiong Da casually dialed the iron sword: "This sword is similar to a waste sword, if you hold it, it is not as sharp as a woodcutter, don't believe you try it yourself." ”

Han Yue stepped on his feet and was just about to pick up the iron sword, when Gu Zhihuan's hand came around from behind, and his white fingers lazily clamped the iron sword.

The black and cyan sword body set off Gu Zhihuan's fingers more and more crystalline.

It seems to be carefully carved with fine white jade.

There was some cold air that seemed to be nothing.

Han Yue looked back at Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan held the sword in his left hand, bent his fingers in his right hand, and flicked it lightly on the sword.

The black-and-blue iron sword broke at the waist.

Han Yue: "......"

His luck has been bad.

I can't even choose a sword.

"Senior sister, you choose." Han Yue spoke with difficulty.

"That's it." Gu Zhihuan said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Han Yue and Xiong were mostly stunned.

The two looked at each other at the long sword that had been broken in two on the counter.

After a while, Xiong Dacai stammered a little: "Are you sure?" This sword is twenty taels and will not be returned. ”

Gu Zhihuan took out the silver taels from his arms and put them on the counter.

Xiong Da didn't go to get the silver taels immediately, he stared at Gu Zhihuan with complicated eyes: "I don't want to break my signboard, let's change it." ”

The corners of Gu Zhihuan's mouth lifted, and he looked at Xiong Da thoughtfully: "Do you think there is a stronger sword in your store than this?" ”

"Of course!" Xiong Da played the package ticket.

After a stick of incense.

The counter was full of swords that had been broken by Gu Zhihuan.

Xiong Da was on the verge of crying.

These mortal iron swords, where can they withstand Gu Zhihuan's toss.

Seeing Gu Zhihuan pick up another long sword, Xiong Da finally relented: "I think the previous sword is very good." ”

"Don't let me try another sword?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

"No, no, no." Xiong Da was really scared.

Gu Zhihuan continued to toss like this, Xiong Da suspected that all the long swords in his blacksmith shop would be broken by her.

"I'd love to try again." Gu Zhihuan's finger rested on the sword.

The bear wanted to cry without tears.

Gu Zhihuan didn't really start, she slowly put down the long sword, and clicked on the broken sword at the beginning on the counter: "Please wrap it up." ”

"Okay." Xiong Da didn't dare to rub it anymore.

Gu Zhihuan walked out of the blacksmith shop satisfied.

Han Yue was holding the long sword that was broken in two, and his face was strange.

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