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Crystal snowflakes swirled around the periphery of the aperture, and then fell to the ground, not a single petal fell on the boy's body.

After receiving the warmth of the wooden box, Zhuo Zangfeng's face slowly regained its blood color.

At first, he felt as if there were countless swords stirring in his heart, and the feeling was painful, and he gritted his teeth and endured it until the churning qi and blood in his chest slowly calmed down.

The fact that wooden crates are capable of healing wounds was also discovered by chance.

At that time, he accompanied Liu Chui'an to practice tricks, and he was often beaten, ranging from blue nose and swollen eyes to broken bones. Once after being critted, Liu Chuian clapped his hands and left, and he lay on the wooden box in unbearable pain, and the secret was discovered.

But he never spoke up, and he had to pretend to be injured so as not to arouse suspicion.

At this moment, in the ice and snow, the wooden box once again saved him.

If it weren't for this miraculous effect, he would have thrown away the wooden box.

Since he was eight years old, he came to Qifeng Mountain and has been following the old Taoist priest.

For as long as he can remember, he has been following an old man with a long beard, he doesn't know the old man's name, but he just mischievously calls him "old monster". The old monster often said repeatedly: "I don't believe in any heavenly way, if there is a heavenly way, the old man's sword is the heavenly way." ”

At that time, he felt that the old monster was majestic.

Although the old monster has advanced swordsmanship, he never teaches it to Zhuo Zangfeng. said that he was a kendo immortal, if it weren't for the great hardships, it would be difficult to cultivate the way of the sword.

According to ancient legends, there is a kind of person who has a very strong talent for cultivation, and this kind of person is called Kendo Immortal. One person can come out of a thousand years. Although the Sword Dao Immortal has excellent talent, he cannot cultivate martial arts, otherwise it will disrupt the balance of the Heavenly Dao, which is the Heavenly Dao restriction.

The snow between heaven and earth seemed to be endless, and when a thick layer of snow piled up around Zhuo Zangfeng's body, his own injuries were already intact. Trying to let out two long breaths, the feeling of suffocation in his chest was gone, and he couldn't help but squat on the snow and sigh at the wooden box.

Three years ago, the old monster left the wooden box, agreed to meet in three years, and then volleyed away.

He couldn't see any treasures in the wooden box, but he remembered that the old monster had a very solemn expression, and then he had some strange formulas taught to him.

The old monster said that the mantra was used to open the wooden box, and asked him to find a quiet place every night or when the mountains were rotten, and use the mantra to open the wooden box and let the wooden box shine through the sky.

He didn't know what this light was for.

Every time he recited the mantra, before the wooden box could be opened, the starlight above his head would make him dizzy, and even the delicate flowers would make him sleep. It will wake up automatically after two hours. By this time the box was closed.

But what was inside, he had never seen before.

This made him feel extremely disappointed. Sullenly returning to the Taoist temple with the box, the old Taoist priest would quip: "Put a few sheep in exchange for rice, put a group of bees to make honey, you run around the mountains all day long, put a wooden box, what is it?"

If he hadn't kept his promise, he would have picked up an axe and split open the wooden box in three or two to see what was inside.

Sometimes there are some strange things.

Once in the Black Dragon Pond behind the mountain, seeing that the water in the pool is quiet and quiet, and having fun, he picked up a handful of stones and floated on the lake.

At this moment, a crack opened in the dark green pool water, and a huge force stirred up the water in the pool to rise into the air, and then a black-armored dragon jumped out of the water from the bottom of the water.

Less than ten feet away, he felt the fishy smell in Heijiao's mouth and nose, and the pair of turquoise, fierce eyes.

The black Jiao stared for a moment, twisted its body, and four hook-like claws grabbed at him.

Zhuo Zangfeng had never seen such a ferocious beast, and he was so frightened that he took off the wooden box behind him as a weapon in a panic and waved it again and again.

When Hei Jiao saw the wooden box, he froze still, his blue eyes were full of suspicion, and he swung his tail and quickly rushed into the water.

The waves of the water gradually calmed down, repeating the silence as before, and he exhaled, and what had just happened was like a dream.

His chest and back were wet with sweat, and he stood on the ground in a daze, puzzled. Could it be that the black Jiao is afraid of this wooden box?

But what power did the wooden box have? He didn't know.

On another occasion, the temple was set on fire by an evil monk instigated by the monk Yuande, burning down several houses and digging out wooden boxes from the ashes and rubble, unscathed.

He had tried to explore the mystery countless times, and every time he recited the mantra, he put his fingers against his eyelids to drive away drowsiness, but as soon as the mantra was recited, before the box was opened, he had already fallen into a dream. It's like a drunken monkey.

But once, however, he seemed to hear a loud roar from the box, and another time he saw a golden light in a trance, and that golden light melted into the wind, and suddenly gave birth to a dazzling light, boundless, boundless, boundless.

When I woke up, the mountains were still quiet, and what happened seemed like a dream.

Later, the old Taoist priest stopped laughing at him, but asked him to keep the wooden box well. said that if the old monster didn't come, he should have a good understanding, maybe this is his creation.

The word "creation" was written countless times when he copied the scriptures. To comprehend creation is to understand the changes of heaven and earth, and to understand the natural development and reproduction.

However, the "creation" referred to by the old Taoist priest is not in this sense. Today, advocating the way of the sword, with the way of the sword to participate in the creation. That's what the old Taoist priest meant.

"Kendo, I think about kendo, but kendo doesn't want me. Zhuo Zangfeng smiled helplessly.

Since he was a child, he has never even held a real sword, let alone those unattainable swordsmanship, for a young boy, this kind of thought is simply too ambitious.

In the Tang Dynasty, an ordinary sword is worth a lot of money, and for old Taoist priests and young people who can barely make ends meet, this is considered a luxury. Not to mention worshipping at the gate of the famous mountain and practicing swordsmanship, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky without anyone to introduce you.

He had ten peachwood swords. It's all cut with a knife. Although the dance is unconventional, it is also enjoyable.

Although he did not have a real sword and did not have a famous sword teacher, he was never discouraged, and he believed that he would one day learn the way of the sword. Because he was different from ordinary people, he could see the vitality flowing between heaven and earth without cultivation.

It's just that he would rather dance his peachwood sword than contemplate a wooden box with no spirit. At the same time, he also maintained his self-esteem, and never touched the weapons in the mansion when he was secretly learning martial arts in Liu's mansion.

"It's ridiculous that the old Taoist priest actually asked me to learn the way of the sword in front of the wooden box!" he shook his head and thought, "The old Taoist priest really doesn't know how to practice. Then he thought of the old monster again: "This guy seems to be a sword cultivator, but in addition to leaving a wooden box, he also left a useless-looking "Sword Product". ”

This "Sword Product" was originally tied to a wooden box with hemp rope, and the old monster did not take it off, nor did he say what kind of book it was. I thought it was a swordsmanship secret, but after reading it, I realized that it was just a book that recorded the sword of the divine soldier and the selection of the selection.

Although this book could not make him learn sword moves, it was still a bit novel for the children who were tired of copying the Three Thousand Great Avenues. It's a lot of fun to read at your leisure.

If the wooden box was solemnly handed over to him by the old monster for safekeeping, then "Sword Product" is just a very random little object, which seems to be insignificant.

However, "Sword Products" is mixed with a few chapters of short notes, which are densely written with fly's heads, and the title is "Secret Archery Finger Execution", which is very interesting, and his excellent archery skills come from these short notes.

And today he was able to shoot Liu Chui'an with an arrow, and he got out of the evil spirit in his chest, also relying on archery.

You can't just rely on archery, if you want not to be bullied by others, it's still a way to do the sword. Zhuo Zangfeng thought, stood up, looked at the vast snow, and secretly swore that no matter how much he suffered, he would never let the old Taoist priest be bullied by anyone again.

He suddenly slapped his head, it's not good! Shooting and injuring Liu Gongzi, Liu Fu will definitely not give up, if he runs to the Taoist temple to take revenge, it will be bad.