After a while, Qiu Fu was annoyed and stretched out Yao Zhilin with one foot. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yao Zhilin sat on the bed, rummaging through his backpack, only a few charms and a peachwood sword. His eyes looked at Qiu Fu pitifully.

Qiu Fu got goosebumps when he looked at him, and asked vigilantly: "What do you say?" Don't look at me. ”

"I want to fight for the glory of the Pure Yang View in this competition."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Yao Zhilin threw the peach wood sword on the bed and said, "I only have a broken sword, and I don't have a decent magic weapon...... As. ”

Qiu Fu looked at him for a while, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and asked, "Do you want to pay attention to the treasures of the town faction?" ”

Yao Zhilin nodded.

"Absolutely not!" Qiu Fu stood up and walked out.

"Paralyze me and figure it out myself." Yao Zhilin snorted coldly.

……

At night, Yao Zhilin came to Huadu with a roast chicken and two bottles of soju, in a certain community, took the elevator upstairs and knocked on the door.

The door was opened, and a long-haired girl about the same age as Yao Zhilin stood inside, and when she saw Yao Zhilin, she greeted happily: "Brother Zhilin, why are you here, come in." ”

Yao Zhilin walked in with a smile, and reached out behind his back to secretly pinch the big white legs that this girl shouldn't have at her age.

"Grandpa, Brother Zhilin is here." The girl trotted to the room and shouted.

Yao Zhilin walked to the door of the room, and a kind voice came from inside: "Zhilin come in." ”

Yao Zhilin pushed the door in, but the girl followed. The old man said, "Xiao En, go out first." ”

"Oh......" Xiao En pouted, and walked out unhappily to close the door.

After Xiao En left, Yao Zhilin put the roast chicken and soju on the table, and the old man was wearing glasses to read an ancient book. glanced at the things Yao Zhilin brought, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong Zhilin, do you have something to ask for?" ”

"yes." Yao Zhilin rubbed his hands: "What about me, I want to participate in the martial arts competition in Maoshan next month, that dead old man, bah, my master will not give me the treasure of the town faction, the Jiaoyang Sword." So please also ask Elder Qingchen to ......"

Qingchen Daoist put down the ancient book and looked at Yao Zhilin with a pair of kind eyes: "Lao Qiu is also afraid that you won't be able to control the Sun Sword by doing this." What's more, Master Zu has a high vision, and he will not easily release the treasures of the town faction. ”

Yao Zhilin nodded in agreement: "But Elder Qingchen, I am a pure yang life, and I am a perfect match with the Bright Sun Sword." It shouldn't be difficult to navigate it. ”

Elder Qingchen poured Yao Zhilin a cup of tea, and said earnestly: "Zhilin, the Bright Sun Sword is not as simple as you think, the Bright Sun Sword has already opened the sword heart. ”

Yao Zhilin suddenly realized that the Jiaoyang Sword was really not simple.

Everything has a spirit, and the so-called sword heart is a sword that communicates with the master's heart, plus good luck. With a sword heart, he can speak, and he has a heart, just like everyone has a personality, either with a good temper or a violent temper. The Bright Sun Sword is the sword of Li Mingche, the originator of the Pure Yang Temple. After Li Mingche's death, the Jiaoyang Sword had no second owner, and it had been sealed by the older generation of the Pure Yang Pavilion.

If you want to get the Bright Sun Sword, you must get the approval of Patriarch Li Mingche. There is also the idea of the Sun Sword itself.

After a long night of talking, Yao Zhilin gained a lot. fell asleep in Elder Qingchen's bed.

Elder Qingchen helped him cover the quilt. called Qiu Fu and said, "Old Qiu, I think, Zhilin should be able to get the favor of the Sun Sword." ”

Qiu Fu was lying on the bed smoking: "I think so too, but the Sun Sword has not been released for many years. You can be very short-tempered, and I'm afraid I'm going to go on a killing spree. ”

"Try it."

"Let him come to the gossip table tomorrow."

……

The next morning, Yao Zhilin touched his head and got up, and saw Xiao En sitting next to him playing with his mobile phone. A little surprised: "Why are you here, grandpa?" ”

Yao Zhilin often comes to Elder Qingchen's house, and when no one is around, he will use honorific titles, Xiao En doesn't know that Elder Qingchen is a Taoist priest, Yao Zhilin is very friendly and calls grandpa with her.

Xiao En put a long leg on Yao Zhilin's stomach and said, "Grandpa went out for a morning run and came back at noon." ”

Yao Zhilin asked, "What about your parents?" ”

"I'm going to work."

Refreshing!

Yao Zhilin asked clearly that there was no one in Xiao En's house, and couldn't help but reach out and touch Xiao En's long legs.

This feel, this skin. It's like being able to pinch out water.

"Xiao En, do you have a boyfriend?" Yao Zhilin asked with a smile.

Xiao En said: "No, I don't like it, those men are either ugly or very attentive." ”

Yao Zhilin sat up, snatched Xiao En's mobile phone, held Xiao En's chin in his palm, stretched his face over, his mouth was two centimeters apart, and asked playfully: "What about me?" ”

Xiao En pushed him away, and Linglong laughed: "You? It's okay, but it's okay. ”

"What?"

Xiao En laughed: "Let's brush my teeth first, I just got up and died of bad breath." ”

Yao Zhilin was speechless, so he had to go to the shower room to brush his teeth, and after having breakfast with Xiao En, he returned to Pure Yang Temple at noon. In the morning, I received a call from Qiu Fu asking him to go to the gossip table.

After arriving, Yao Zhilin looked at the statue of Li Mingche at the highest point on the gossip platform. A salute was made.

At this time, Qiu Fu and Qingchen Dao Chang walked side by side. He was followed by a group of elders.

Yao Zhilin was wondering why he didn't see a guest who prayed for blessings and asked for a sign today, and after asking, Qiu Fucai told him that for the sake of him to seize the Jiaoyang Sword, he would close the Pure Yang Temple today. No guests are allowed to enter or leave.

Yao Zhilin knew that today was for himself.

Qiu Fu looked at his phone and said, "There are still twenty minutes until twelve o'clock at noon, and the magic weapon is up!" ”

Two middle-aged disciples carried a large desk up to the gossip platform and placed it under the statue of Patriarch Li Mingche.

Qiu Fu himself stepped forward, took out a sea bowl, and placed it in the middle of the table. Then he took out a packet of cinnabar, sprinkled it in the sea bowl, and poured in a jar of black dog blood. After stirring. He took out a brush and drew seven talismans. Give it to each of the six elders, and take one for yourself. The process took 10 minutes.

After drawing the talisman, Qiu Fu was slightly tired. Wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Elder Qingchen beckoned Qiu Fu to go down, went up to help himself, took out a peachwood sword, and inserted it upside down in the black dog's blood. The peachwood sword stood firmly, and the black dog's blood began to congeal. A muddy liquid is formed.

Elder Qingchen sprinkled some magic medicine again, and the peachwood sword actually began to glow red. Tremble.

"Five minutes to go! Break the seal. Please come out with the Sun Sword! Qiu Fulang shouted.

"Zhilin knelt down towards Master Zu!" Elder Qingchen ordered.

With a plop, Yao Zhilin knelt down on his knees, looked up at the statue of the ancestor and waited.

Just four minutes passed, but the seconds were like years.

Exposed to the scorching sun at noon, Yao Zhilin's forehead began to sweat. The mood also became heavy.