At this time, the snowflakes gradually became sparse, but the north wind began to rage, and the blade cut the young man's young cheek like a blade. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wooden box was unscathed, which could not be justified in any way, and he was amazed.

It can't be hurt by the hardness of bluestone, so what other way is there to open it?

If you use the mantra passed down by the old monster, you obviously can't resist the strange feeling of lethargy, and besides, the wooden box is seamless, and you can't pry it open. Besides, once the fire could not be burned, which shows the magic and the hardness.

Striking with bluestone, the wooden box makes a crisp metallic sound. Thinking of the solemn expression of the old monster, and the heaviness of carrying the wooden box for the first time, and now the wooden box is getting lighter and lighter, I don't know if my strength has grown, or if the wooden box will indeed change?

These oddities made him more and more convinced that the wooden box was extraordinary.

The old monster once laughed and said that there was a little daughter-in-law in the wooden box, and maybe she would run out one night, but he naturally didn't believe this nonsense, just joking.

Sitting on the snow, holding the wooden box in a daze, Zhuo Zangfeng began to reflect on his reckless actions.

It is too unbelievable that the wooden box flies into the sky, hits the stone wall without shattering, and does not burn into the fire.

In the cold wind, he thought for a long time, and suddenly his eyebrows moved, stood up, and ran down the mountain with a puff of smoke. At this time, he thought of a way to make money.

Coming to the county seat again, Zhuo Zangfeng came directly to the most prosperous old street. There are many casinos and liquor shops here, and most of the people who come and go are some idlers with a lot of money. I first went to the blacksmith shop and borrowed an axe, then chose a spacious area and put the wooden box on the ground.

The movement was not small, and his behavior was abnormal, and soon several idlers surrounded him.

"What kind of business are you doing, little beggar?"

Zhuo Zangfeng stood with his hands crossed, not minding being recognized as a beggar, and what he was most worried about at this time was whether he could get money.

"I have a box, which is collected from the immortal mountain wood, who is willing to be strong, chopping and burning tea. He knew that it would be difficult to attract the audience without boasting, so he simply made up a few lines and sang them aloud.

"What do you mean, you beggar?"

Zhuo Zangfeng saw that there were more and more idlers, and even the blacksmith put down his hammer and ran over to see the excitement, thinking that the heat was almost over, so he said loudly: "I have an axe in front of me, a wooden box, who can use an iron axe to cut the wooden box, a reward of ten cents, if not, a fine of ten cents." ”

"That's a good idea!"

After listening to the young man's words, some people were eager to try. This place was originally a gathering place for idlers, and there were many gamblers. The idlers saw that the wooden box had a strange shape, but it was not necessarily very hard, which stimulated the heart of the gamble, and immediately a strong man walked into the field with his robe.

He first squatted down and carefully checked the axe and wooden box, and then looked at the young man and said, "What Fang just said, is it not a lie?"

Zhuo Zangfeng said: "Everyone here is a witness, and the kid has no courage to deceive people." ”

That person's name is Lin San, he was a swinger, he loves to gamble, he has been gambling very well recently, and he has some spare money on hand. When he heard this, he picked up an axe from the ground and slashed it down from the wooden box.

With a "bell" sound, Lin Sanhu's mouth was shaken, and the axe flew out of his hand. He endured the pain and went in to see that the wooden box was intact, and there was not even a slight axe mark on the box. I couldn't help but be a little unconvinced, and picked up the axe again, and was about to chop it again, but it was held by a small hand.

He turned his head to see that it was the little beggar with bright eyes who was holding his arm, and asked, "Why did you stop me?"

Zhuo Zangfeng held him with one hand, stretched out the other, and said, "One axe and ten wen." ”

Lin San took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve and said, "Give it." As he spoke, he raised his axe and slashed down. This time, just like last time, the wooden box was also unscathed. Lin San was not convinced, and chopped many axes in one go, until the copper coins on his body were exhausted, and then he retreated to the side sullenly.

"Hahaha!" someone laughed, "Lin San lost it all before he even arrived at the casino, this is the first time." ”

Lin San heard someone ridiculing him, and replied: "If you are not convinced, you can try it, if you don't keep it well, you will lose a bare heart." ”

The idler who ridiculed Lin San was really not convinced, went up and chopped with an axe, and then squatted on the ground to take a closer look at the wooden box. Everyone stared at him, and when they saw him shaking his head again and again, they knew that it was in vain, and they felt more and more strange about it.

The idlers chattered and talked about the scene in turn, only to see the shadows of axes and shouts endlessly, and the sound of copper plates, the laughter of the crowd, and the exclamations of exclamations, resounded endlessly in this street.

After being busy for most of the day, Zhuo Zangfeng also accumulated a bunch of copper coins around him. It was not too early to see that it was not early, and the stall was closed in the eyes of all kinds of surprise.

The borrowed axe had been curled up, and a few pennies were taken out to pay the blacksmith. Seeing that there were a few hard bows in the shop, I chose one inside, took dozens of arrows, and paid to grab the medicine from the pharmacy.

After doing this, I still had a lot of money, bought rice, flour, oil and salt, and thought that the clothes on my body were really not the same, so I went to the tailor's shop to buy clothes, and carried my things to the street.

Although the snow was not falling, the snow on the road was still very thick, and the sound of horses' hooves on the snow could be heard in the distance from the street. Someone in front of you greets each other.

"Steward Liu, on this snowy day, you are always in a hurry, where are you going?"

My lord is going to hold a 'Xiangjian Conference' in three months, and I was busy asking my husband to write an invitation and send people to post in various places. ”

"Oh, it's going to be lively again. ”

"What is it that is not lively, can you understand the affairs of cultivators? The county lord said that yesterday Qingyunguan was engulfed by fire, and it was Hu Laodao who did it. This Hu Laodao took everyone's incense money into his own pocket, which led to the decline of Qingyunguan. Now, in order to avoid accountability, he set fire to Guanyu and fled. ”

Hu Lao Dao is an old Taoist. Zhuo Zangfeng listened angrily and gritted his teeth. These people burned the old Taoist priest to death, and they also charged him with stealing incense money, which is really despicable and shameless.

He endured his anger and lowered his head, afraid of being recognized by Steward Liu. However, Steward Liu didn't even turn his head to this side, he still got into the carriage and had to go.

In the past, he would definitely reason with the other party, and even try his best. However, after what happened last time, he learned to be patient.

One cannot be brave by flesh alone. If you want not to be bullied by others, you can only strengthen your own strength.

Now I can only endure it, and when the time is right, I will definitely return the innocence of the old Taoist priest, and then the new hatred and old hatred will be combined.

Three months later, the Liu Mansion held a Xiangjian Conference, and many people would come at that time. Liu Fu is arrogant again, and everyone is watching, and he must not dare to risk the world's disapproval and attack himself and the old Taoist.

The Tang Dynasty revered sword cultivation the most. Sword cultivation is divided into Buddha sword and Dao sword. But regardless of the sword cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, all of them have been diligently seeking a peerless divine weapon all their lives.

Due to the rarity of famous swords and sharp weapons, coupled with the lack of skilled swordsmiths, many gorgeous swords and unchangeable blades are really difficult to be prestigious.

As a result, the sword casting master and the Xiangjian master, who specializes in identifying swords, rose to the top, and their identities became more and more noble, as if they had become no less than sword cultivators, and were admired by tens of thousands of people.

Zhuo Zangfeng's book "Sword Products" is written by the most prestigious swordsman today. At the beginning, the old monster worked hard to snatch it from Tai Academy, and it had its good intentions.

In this book, the characteristics of the major famous swords are detailed, as well as the methods of selection and screening, and even the famous swords held by the world's top sword cultivators are introduced. Among them, many extinct rivers and lakes are involved, and famous swords hidden outside the square are involved.

Strictly speaking, this book is from the sword and Zhen is from the way of the sword.

A sword cultivator in the previous dynasty, half of his life, looking at a thousand swords and knowing weapons, enlightening the Tao overnight, and becoming a god-like existence.

Since Zhuo Zangfeng is a sword immortal, he can't condense his Xuan Jin and turn the vitality of heaven and earth into his own use, so knowing the world's famous swords is not a path of cultivation.