PS: I've been writing for a long time, and I've been writing all night last night and all day today. Chapters won't be owed though, and this is the second chapter from last night. The third chapter has been written, and it will be put up right away.

Next, Yang Qi and Ou Yezi returned to the teaching mode. Although there were still many questions, Yang Qi became more and more interested in the way of forging soldiers. He didn't want to change jobs to become a blacksmith, nor did he need to make money or speculate by striking iron. But martial arts and soldiers are two sides of the same coin, and many boxing techniques are derived from the blade. Casting soldiers, casting is also their own fist.

Before you know it, the night passed, and the east was faintly bright.

"Mr. Yang, Qin has a reluctant request. ”

"Please. ”

"Qin Mou is starting to cast soldiers recently, and it is at the critical moment of casting the fetus, so he is always carrying the hundred refining furnaces. The old man is not a martial artist, at most he can only cast a literary heart and a courageous heart, so he wants to borrow the hand of Mr. Yang to cast a martial heart and a martial spirit, and finally create a civil and military fetus. It can be as short as three days, as long as seven days, I don't know if it's okay. ”

"Okay, no problem!" said it was a help, but it was actually a great experience. Participating in the casting of a Xuanshen Soldier at close range is an opportunity that any blacksmith dreams of, so Yang Qi naturally won't shirk it: "Do I need to stay here all the time during this time?"

"No, just come here every night. Ou Yezi seemed to be very happy, and a smile was on his face. Then he saw the Hundred Soldiers Pool, and suddenly raised his hand and said, "Mr. Yang, the old man has a lot of words, the short spear you put in the pool can't be regarded as a blade at all." There are no merits in casting, and it is more rigid and rigid without spirituality, but it is an extremely excellent material in itself, so it floats on the floating water. For thousands of years. Every kind of heaven and earth treasure is recorded. But the gold and iron things that are close to the Xuanshen Soldiers based on materials alone are indeed unseen. If you add some more exotic treasures. It is the supreme treasure material for casting the Xuanshen Soldier. ”

"I see. "I didn't expect that these six short spears were not even weapons in Ou Yezi's eyes, they were just a simple metal material. But also, if you think about it, the alien civilization that captured these short spears is basically a homogeneous and advanced form of human industrial civilization. Mass production of things under industrial civilization is inevitable and rigid. From Ou Yezi's point of view, it may not even be a weapon.

In that case, let's forge it into a blade. The best soldier is the one who uses soldiers, and one day. I'll make them into gods with my own hands.

When he came out of Ouyezi's small courtyard, the sun had already jumped out of the eastern horizon.

"Spiritual Fire...... I don't know if the flame in the flame tide is considered a spiritual fire, it shouldn't be bad. As for the treasure...... Isn't the star chip spar just the treasure material for forging the blade, wouldn't it be all collected in this way? But it shouldn't be enough, let's find some other treasure materials. He was thinking about his own Xuanshen Soldier in his heart, but Yang Qi looked up and saw a person.

In the summer, it dawns early, and it's still early in the morning, and there are no people. But on the long street in the early morning, a man of thirty-six or seventeen years old was standing. The man was tall and thin. His thin cheeks were sunken, but his eyes were shining. He carried a long knife on his back. With his feet shoulder-width apart, he stood in the middle of the long street with his hands relaxed. But the pedestrians around him, intentionally or unintentionally, avoided his position, as if they did not dare to approach him.

Seeing this person, Yang Qi smiled, very self-deprecating: "I feel a bit of a famous man now-the name has not yet come out, but there are people looking for me everywhere, and they are not simple people." Before seeing this person, Yang Qi didn't find his existence either. But the moment he saw him, Yang Qi knew that this person had been waiting for a long time, and he must be waiting for him.

"Master Yang, my master wants to invite you to go and talk about it, and please enjoy it. This man must rarely "invite" people, and his tone is a little cold and hard. But Yang Qi understands - because he is a congenital master. This river and lake is really incredible, either they can't be seen, or they all pop up. This man with a knife on his back gave Yang Qi the feeling that he saw yesterday was similar to Yun Tianlan, who was slightly inferior to the Silver Sword King. But the innate master itself is rare enough, let alone someone who can be his "master".

Who this master is, has been called out.

But Yang Qi shook his head calmly: "I want to take a break, you report an address, and I'll go find him later." ”

The man couldn't help but be slightly surprised, the innate master invited someone, and it was to meet that person, 100% of the people would immediately go excitedly. Not to mention that you haven't slept all night, even if you haven't slept for ten days, you will be mentally beaten. But he didn't care, but nodded: "Okay, Master Yang, please rest at will, just go to Linglong Temple before noon." ”

The attitude is okay, not arrogant, Yang Qi is also interested in saying a few more words: "Haven't you asked Your Excellency for your name?"

"In the knife waiting, there is no name and no surname, and it is not enough to worry about it. With that, the man turned and left. Walking step by step unhurriedly, even ordinary people can see the movements clearly and distinctly, let alone feel that there is anything special in it, but it quickly disappeared into the golden light of the east. Just as far as this light kung fu footwork is concerned, Li San has no pressure to complete it, showing his superb martial arts cultivation.

Born and acquired, it's really two worlds completely.

"A sword squire, a congenital master, but gave up the opportunity to make a name and enjoy glory and wealth, and was willing to give up his name to become a guard. Yang Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the octagonal pagoda in the distance, and the Linglong Temple was under the tower: "Void Sword Saint, what kind of character are you?" ”

Back at the big brothel/house, Yang Qi had a good night's sleep. He wasn't really sleepy, but he had to muster all his spirits when he saw someone like the Void Sword Saint. Ou Yezi will talk with his hands, and the Void Sword Saint, as a generation of swordsmanship, is unlikely to use his words. Although he didn't think that the other party would bully him with his skills, he was very good at doing extraordinary things, and Yang Qi had to face this meeting in the best state.

Perhaps, the Void Sword Saint will be the one with the highest martial arts of all the people he has encountered so far.

After sitting quietly and resting for about an hour, Yang Qi opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed, and he had recovered all his energy. Take out a secondary meat pill and take it, the boiling blood qi fills the whole body, and all fatigue is swept away.

It's time.

"Master, Master!" Fang Lingji ran over like a happy bird, she was much more comfortable after getting acquainted with Dai Niang and them in the past two days. She grabbed Yang Qi's sleeve and said excitedly: "There is still a ring match today, let's go watch it together?"

"I'm not going to go today, there's something going on. Konishi, I'm going to ask you for more today. Nodding to the West Cream, Yang Qi walked towards the door: "I'll go to an appointment first." ”

"Going to the appointment?" Many people can't help but be curious, Yang Qi has not been here for a long time, not to mention that he is not familiar with life, but he knows a few people and is not teasing or blowing his beard and staring at the hostile relationship. Who will ask him out?

Yang Qi walked all the way out of the door, and when he stepped out of the door of the big brothel/courtyard, he saw the knife servant again. It's not surprising that the sword squire is here, but if you wait all the time, it's really impatient. Yang Qi nodded to him, and the two walked into the distance one after the other.

Fang Lingji, who saw this scene inside the door, suddenly rubbed her eyes, and then wondered: "When did the man with the knife on his back just now stand at the door? How do I feel, as if I have never seen him, but it seems that he has always been there? Have you seen it clearly?"

"I didn't ...... either" Xi Cream looked at the backs of the two of them in a daze, especially at the knife squire. After looking at it several times, a clever spirit came back to his senses, and his face twitched as if he thought of something: "This feeling, could it be the legendary hidden knife? In this way, it is difficult to ask him ......" He didn't say it, but just looked up to the sky and howled: "Ahhh

Linglong Temple, located in the dry position of the eight-sided square, is a rare place to take a quiet place in the middle of noisy. The sword attendant led Yang Qi across the gate of the temple, just one door away, and the noisy eight-sided square outside seemed to be isolated in another dimension. The ancient temple is secluded, the cicadas are singing, and there is a sense of tranquility and peace. Traveling in this world so far, Yang Qi is the first time he has seen something related to Buddha.

In this world, no matter how big or small the sects are, or the individual visitors who walk the rivers and lakes, they have not seen a single monk or nun. It is as if the development of Buddhism in this world is very unsmooth, and there is no shadow at all. But in this Linglong Temple, I saw a very authentic Zen building. With a far-reaching Zen realm, it makes people forget the vulgar.

Yang Qi's footsteps stretched out, and he followed the knife servant through the house all the way to the depths. The area of this Linglong Temple is not small, but there are few people. And occasionally a few people do not dress as monks and nuns, neither shave nor take precepts, so that this Buddhist temple has a bit of the nondescript feeling of a modern tourist attraction. However, these people have a kind of solemnity unique to Buddhism in their expressions, which is quite right.

"Master Yang, my master is in this hall. The sword servant gestured to Yang Qi to invite him in, and then turned to leave.

Yang Qi looked at the Buddhist hall in front of him, and his senses increased in an all-round way. Although there is no way to clearly perceive the movement inside, it can capture a sense of existence that is as if there is nothing, and there is a sense of mystery and mystery. He knew that there must be someone inside, a master.

Pushing open the vermilion door, Yang Qi raised his eyes. I saw that the noon sunlight spilled into the house through the window, and pillars of light appeared under the sympathy of light and dust. On both sides of the hall are not the statues of various bodhisattvas and arhats like the temples of the earth, but there are golden bells. It is also not accurate to say that the bell is not a bell hammer, but like a prayer wheel in the Potala Palace. It's just that these bells are much larger, five on the left and right, with different textures. At the front, there is the largest golden bell, about three meters high, which has a feeling of suppressing the four directions.

But these golden bells are not the most eye-catching, the most striking is a person. The man was dressed in red, standing with his back to Yang Qi and holding his hands, looking up at the big bell, faintly condensing with the eleven bells, and the momentum was extraordinary. But the man was petite, curvy, looking left and right, looking up and down, no matter how he looked at it, he was a woman.

Could it be that she is the Void Sword Saint? (To be continued......)