Chapter 3 The Famous Pearl of the Good Sword
Su Yi didn't know that his fate had taken a turn for the better. The words of the big man in the backyard became an opportunity for his life to begin to correct its direction, get on the right track, and officially march towards glory.
At this moment, he was being pulled by Long Xingchi and rushed to the depths of Yuntai Mountain.
Along the way, Long Xing chattered endlessly: "Senior brother, I clearly remember trying my sword in that small pine forest, the deep valley on one side of the forest, the cliff on the other, I stood in the forest, and flew to the cliff when the sword missed, and the traces of the flying sword on the cliff are still there." Just now I stabbed that cliff with a flying sword, like cutting tofu. How could such a rock destroy my flying sword? I thought there must be something hidden in the rock, so I dug into it with a flying sword, but found nothing. ”
Listening to Long Xingchi's words, Su Yi also felt strange.
Not long after the two arrived at the small pine forest, Su Yi saw that the mountain wall had been dug into a mess, and the ground was full of rubble. The entire cliff was recessed into a piece, and it looked like a giant apple had been bitten into. Su Yi approached the cliff, looked carefully, and found that there was a water trace on the stone wall that had just been dug out, he wiped it dry with his sleeve, and it was wet again after a while.
"Run, dig a little along this trail of water, don't dig too much. Su Yi pointed to the stone wall.
Long Xingchi dug in a little, and the water suddenly became larger, and the entire stone wall became wet.
"Where did the water come from, is there a pool on it?"
"I don't know, go to the top of the cliff and take a look. ”
The cliff is smooth, there is no way to climb, and there is no place to climb, the dragon gallops to take off the sword, cut out a small platform on the rock, and the two of them step all the way to the top of the cliff. Sure enough, there was a lonely little waterhole on it, volleyed on three sides, one side was close to the cliff, and a trickle of water meandered down the cliff.
Su Yi said: "It turns out that you are digging in the wrong direction. Your sword must have stumbled into something, and it was pushed by the sword and pierced the stone wall upwards into the pool. When the bottom of the pool is broken, the water will leak. ”
Long Xingchi suddenly realized. Suddenly, he said: "This small waterhole is strange, and there is a very strong aura in the steaming water. ”
Su Yi took out two water dividing talismans, handed one to Long Xingchi, and pinched the other in his hand, and said, "Go down and have a look." ”
The small waterhole is not deep, and when the two of them pass by, the water in the waterhole automatically separates on both sides. At the bottom of the pool, Long Xingchi's eyes were sharp, and at a glance he saw a sword faintly in the blue light, and as soon as he made a gesture, the flying sword jumped into his hand.
Long Xingchi was overjoyed and wanted to come up. Su Yi still refused to leave. He always felt that there seemed to be something at the bottom of the pool, and there was a thought in the depths of his consciousness, full of longing for that thing, he didn't know what it was, but he knew that it must be at the bottom of the pool.
There were a lot of coarse and fine sand at the bottom of the pool, and Su Yi carefully examined through the sand, but found nothing. The spiritual power of the water dividing talisman was about to be exhausted, and Su Yi reluctantly wanted to give up. At this time, Long Xingchi bent down and copied in the gravel, and found a small piece of shiny stone. Looking at this stone, Su Yi felt that the thirst in the depths of his consciousness became stronger and clearer. He knew it was the stone.
At this time, the spiritual power of the water splitting talisman was exhausted, and the water around them rushed over, drowning them in it.
The two of them crawled out of the pool wet, Long Xingchi threw the small stone to Su Yi, and admired the flying sword in the pool, only to see that the sword was four inches long and half an inch wide, with a blade and no handle, and the whole body was cyan, the light was sparkling, and the cold was pressing.
Long Xingchi only praised: "Good sword! Good sword!"
Su Yi spread out his hand, and in his palm was a teardrop-shaped stone, the size of a small fingernail, crystal clear, and a little blood red in the center.
Long Xingchi said: "The water aura in the small pool is strong, is it the relationship between this stone? If so, isn't this a treasure that can accumulate spiritual energy?"
"I'm afraid not, I don't believe you try. Su Yi carefully handed the pebble into Long Xingchi's hand.
Long Xingchi grasped the stone tightly, closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the changes in the aura around him, and only after a long time did he open his eyes and said, "No." This small stone cannot cause any fluctuations in the surrounding aura. This pool of water is not enriched with aura because of it. ”
Su Yi smiled, he knew the origin of this small stone, it was recorded in the "Persona" of the Daozang Hall that there was a bird with extremely high wisdom in ancient times, called "Hui Bird", the Hui Bird lived for 5,000 years, and on the last day of its life, it would mourn and turn the essence of the whole body into a tear. This tear is called "Wisdom Bird Tears" in the world, and it is called "Spiritual Awareness Stone" in the cultivation world. The shape of the book is exactly the same as the stone in his hand. The function of the Wisdom Bird's Tears is not to accumulate aura. It's just that why this Wisdom Bird Tear appeared in this small pool, Su Yi was puzzled.
Su Yi looked up at the cliff, there are some plants and trees growing scattered on the cliff, in this midsummer season, all green and gratifying, only an iron-colored small tree, lost its branches and leaves, and pierced the sky barely. Su Yi's heart moved: "A breath tree?"
According to the records of the ancient woods, there is a tree named "Yixi", the iron color is extremely strong, it does not grow leaves and does not bloom for decades, and when it blooms, it bears fruit, matures and falls on the same day, and the branches and leaves wither on the same day. The result is a real-name "one-breath fruit", which is rotten when it encounters soil and melts when it enters water. This fruit can also be eaten by mortals, and it will prolong life after eating, and the spiritual power of cultivators will increase greatly.
Su Yi pointed to the tree and said, "Xingchi, do you see that bare little tree? ”
The dragon galloped to the sword, and slashed at the bald tree with a "suddenly" sound, "Boom!" The bald tree was unscathed. Long Xingchi was taken aback: "What kind of tree is this, so hard!"
Su Yi sighed: "It's a pity!
Long Xingchi said: "It's a pity. I now have a new sword, and it's not uncommon. ”
Su Yi shook his head and pointed to the tree: "This tree is iron-colored and withered in summer, and it can't be injured by flying swords, it should be the one-breath tree recorded in the ancient books, and the fruit of the one-breath tree is born by absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and it is very beneficial for those who cultivate the truth to eat." Unfortunately, the tree only bears fruit once in decades, and it ripens and falls off the same day. Three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, three thousand six hundred and fifty days in ten years, how do you know when it will bear fruit? Is it stupid to wait here every day? So it's a pity. ”
Long Xingchi was puzzled: "Since this tree has such benefits, why not dig it out and plant it in another convenient place?"
Su Yi shook his head and said, "I can't move, this tree will die if it moves." It's a pity!"
Long Xingchi nodded and said, "It's a pity, it turns out that this pool of spiritual water is caused by a breath of fruit turning into water." It can be seen that this fruit is valuable. ”
After that, he threw the small stone back to Su Yi, and said quite reluctantly: "Senior brother, this small stone looks beautiful, but it doesn't seem to be of practical use." I really like this flying sword, so I have to suffer from you. ”
Su Yi said with a smile: "Xingchi, this small stone is indeed useless to you, a spirit warrior, but for me, an unbroken spirit person, it may be more useful than this flying sword." ”
Long Xingchi scratched his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother said this, I am at ease." ”
was about to put the sword into the box, but saw the sword in his hand tremble, as if he wanted to break free, Long Xingchi was stunned: "No, this sword is conscious, it is repelling me!"
"Spirit Sword!" Su Yi blurted out.
"Sure enough, it's a spirit sword!" Long Xingchi said, "I'm really lucky today!"
"The spirit sword is difficult to practice and easy to obtain, so let it recognize its lord by dripping blood quickly!"
Long Xingchi hurriedly cut his fingers and dripped blood on the sword, but the blood did not hide in the sword. Long Xingchi was very frustrated: "This guy is very proud and looks down on me." ”
Su Yi smiled: "Don't be discouraged, go back and ask the third master and uncle to draw a 'sword talisman' on the sword, and it will recognize you as the master." ”
Su Yi said that the third uncle was named Dao Idiot, who studied Fu Gong intensively, and was the hall master in charge of Fu Tang. Fu Tang is responsible for talismans, mantras, and mantras, and mantras can be used in the spiritual realm, while mantras can only be used in the Dao cultivation realm, and the mantras are short and mantras long.
Long Xingchi frowned bitterly: "I don't have such a big face, please don't move the third master and uncle." ”
"It's a pity that I'm not even a spirit child, otherwise drawing a Dao talisman can also suppress it. ”
Long Xingchi said strangely: "I am a spirit priest, and this sword is not subject to me, why can you draw a talisman to suppress it when you go to the spirit child realm?"
"You don't understand, the third uncle said that although Fu is painted by ordinary people, it contains the realm of immortals. All the talisman patterns in my sect have been handed down by ancient powers, and their origins are great. ”
"Then you hurry up and cultivate to the Spirit Child Realm, and you can save me from asking the Third Master Uncle Ancestor. ”
Su Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head.
By this time it was already dark.