Chapter 81: The protégé of the Son of Heaven

"How good?"

He Jingyun smiled slightly, a trace of disdain appeared in his nose, and then said, "You saw Xu Yong's sword just now, it was made of jasper bamboo, how do you feel?"

"Not bad, very powerful!"

He Jingyu had never seen the real Ruyi Sword, and felt that it was very powerful, and he thought that the jasper sword should be at least no worse than the Xuanbing Sword in He Jingtian's hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If it is refined with this acacia wood, the sword in his hand can be three points stronger!"

As He Jingyun spoke, his body turned to the back of the staircase, and he kept tapping the wood in front of him with his hand, not letting go of the slightest bit, from the two main girders of the staircase to the tread and panel of the staircase, he knocked it all over, and finally confirmed that the entire staircase was made of acacia wood, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

Truly surprised!

It is a waste that such a good acacia wood is only used to make stairs.

"Brother Jingyun, you're not lying to me, are you?" He Jingyu didn't believe it very much.

He Yuanyuan was also stunned to express disbelief.

"Well, you dismantle this thing and put it in the yard, it's too dark to see. ”

After He Jingyun finished speaking, he walked outside the main hall.

Later, He Jingyu and He Yuanyuan worked together to dismantle the entire staircase, and then He Yuanyuan was responsible for carrying the staircase out, but before he had gone far, he couldn't support it.

Seeing this, He Jingyu hurriedly went over to help, and only when he lifted his hand did he know how heavy this thing was, and he couldn't help but be taken aback again.

"Is this really acacia wood? It weighs 100 times more than ordinary locust wood!"

Under the sun, the acacia wood shows its dignity.

He Jingyun frowned slightly and said, "The color is a little wrong, it should be because of the time that has passed." He stepped forward and continued to tap twice, and found that there was still a thick layer of dust on the wood, and said with a smile: "It turns out that there is still dust on it." ”

He Yuanyuan laid the entire ladder flat on the ground, and while wiping it with a strip of cloth, he explained: "Just now you asked me what is so strange about this acacia wood, then I will tell you." ”

"Jin is yang, Jin Kemu, so wood is yin!" He Jingyun said slowly, and the two friends next to him listened carefully, "People and ghosts have different paths, people are yang, so ghosts are yin." The wood ghost is the locust, so it can be said that the locust is a double yin thing, but it is the yin of the yin. This kind of spiritual wood likes to live in the depths of the mountains, where the sun does not shine. So it's made of hard and heavy yin, and it's not only suitable for furniture, but also for another kind of thing!"

"What is it?" He Yuanyuan asked.

"Coffin!" He Jingyun replied casually, and then continued to explain: "But I don't know why? Some locust trees will be born and live in those extreme yang lands under extremely coincidental and incomprehensible circumstances, and after they grow into adulthood, they will be this locust wood. Just now I said that there is no one in ten thousand acacia trees, but in fact, I lifted it. ”

"It should be said that the conditions under which it is formed are far more difficult than none in a million. ”

He Jingyun wiped it while explaining, and slowly, a little of the original luster appeared on the entire acacia wood.

Next to He Yuanyuan and He Jingyu also helped wipe a little bit, but unfortunately, the effect of dry cleaning was limited, although the wood showed its original luster, but there were still a lot of dirty things on it.

"Get some water!" He Jingyu looked at He Yuanyuan, and He Yuanyuan looked around.

There's a fart in the water!

He Jingyun stretched out his hand and shouted, "Ning!"

The moisture in the air condensed and flowed down his hand onto the acacia wood.

He Yuanyuan smiled, picked up the strip of cloth and started working happily.

He rubbed it, twice, and then stopped.

"There are words!" he said to He Jingyun.

After He Jingyun and He Jingyu heard the voice, they hurried over and saw that a clean piece of acacia wood that had just been wiped by He Yuanyuan was densely covered with Chinese characters.

He Jingyun stretched out his hand to wipe the stains on it, and saw a line of skillful engravings: the mountain of red pansies, broken out of the tin; The brook of Ruoya dries up and comes out copper; The rain division sweeps and sprinkles, and the thunder strikes; Jiaolong holds the furnace, and the emperor of heaven fills the charcoal.

"What is this?"

His pupils shrank, he looked at the surroundings vigilantly, stretched out his hand for water, and then chose a place to wipe it clean, and sure enough, he saw dense small words again: Long Yuan came out and the sky changed color, the blue water broke off, the dragon Zhu Feng Cheng fog, and the sword roared for nine days.

Then, his mood became inexplicably excited, and he randomly chose the corner of a wooden ladder to wipe it clean, revealing the handwriting again: Volume VII - Geographical Chronicles - Hundred Minerals.

"This is, a refiner's book?"

He Jingyu had never seen the refining classics, but looking at the content just now, he still guessed it.

But he could only guess that this was a refining classic, but he didn't know how precious this book was, or who made it.

He Jingyun didn't know who made it, but he knew the value of this book just by looking at it.

It's not that he is well-informed, but just by the wooden tablets made of such a large acacia wood, it can be seen that this is a big hand, and such a large amount of preserved things must be very valuable.

"Let's go!"

He Jingyun pressed He Yuanyuan's hand that continued to wipe, and said, "The value of this thing may be beyond your imagination, let's find a hidden place first." ”

He let the two of them carry the ladder, and instead of continuing on the path, he walked directly through the grass and bushes from behind the swarthy hall, all the way to the depths of the mountain and the forest.

When leaving, they deliberately erased the traces behind them, and walked for half a day into the deserted primeval forest before stopping by a small stream.

"Alright, I'm tired!"

"Me too!"

He Jingyu and He Yuanyuan carried the wooden ladder here with difficulty, and they were so tired that they were out of breath and could hardly take a step forward.

He Jingyun laid the ladder flat on the ground, took out the water from the stream, carefully wiped the stains on the ladder over and over again, and it took a quarter of an hour to clean the entire locust wood ladder.

The whole ladder resurfaced, glowing with a slight greenish glow, and looked like freshly cut wood.

Even, He Jingyun and the three of them could smell the fragrance emanating from the wood.

"Tsk!"

He Jingyu leaned over, looked at the clear words and the precious wood on it, and salivated: "It's really a good thing, but what is it?"

"Refining Classics!" He Jingyun's eyes were also full of brilliance, and he read it several times from beginning to end, and finally understood the approximate order of the words on the entire ladder.

"Sure enough, it's a refining classic, but we don't have a refining pattern, it's a pity. He Jingyu was a little excited, and asked casually, "Can you sell it for a good price?"

"Can't!" He Jingyun said: "If anyone knows that you have this thing in your hand, even the monarch of the Song Kingdom will come all the way to kill you!"

"What?"

He Yuanyuan got up from the ground with a grunt, and said in surprise: "Why do you want to kill me, then let's lose it quickly." ”

"Cowardice" He Jingyu scolded him, and then he was looking at the classic, and while reading it, he squinted at He Jingyun and asked, "Is it really so good?"

"Hmm!"

"Who is Ojiko?" He Jingyu saw the author's name on the classics.

"A very great cultivator master!" He Jingyun took a deep breath and thought of the legendary person from a long time ago.

"How remarkable?"

"Very powerful, he has refined many famous weapons from abroad, such as Longyuan, Longquan, Juque, etc. ”

"Oh, I still haven't heard of it, can you sum up his cow in one sentence?"

"Yes!"

"You name it!"

"He is a protégé of the Son of Heaven!" He Jingyun said lightly, looked at He Jingyu and asked, "Is it enough for a cow?"

"What?" He Jingyu jumped up in shock: "The protégé of the Son of Heaven?"

In the world of Kyushu, apart from the Son of Heaven, there are two kinds of people who have the highest status and are the most respected by the world.

That is, the five candidates and the protégé of the Son of Heaven.

The so-called five candidates, of course, refer to the five right-hand men who followed Zhou Tianzi to fight the world, that is, the ancestors of Jin, Chu, Qin, Qi, and Yan.

In addition to the five candidates, he is the protégé of the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven also accepted apprentices back then, and those who followed the Son of Heaven to learn various skills were called the protégés of the Son of Heaven. And Ou Zhizi is one of them, and he is also the one who specializes in learning the way of refining, and he is also the one with the highest achievement in refining.

After the disappearance of the Son of Heaven, Ou Zhizi was the highest known master in Kyushu, and the Longyuan Sword he refined is still lying in the court of Wu State.

It's just that I don't know when, but this master of the instrument disappeared like Zhou Tianzi. Of course, there is also a good chance that it has fallen in some unknown place.

"So, this?" He Jingyu's hands trembled a little!

The things left by the protégé of the Son of Heaven must be the life's work of this old-timer, and they must be of great value, but this thing is now in front of his eyes, how can he not be excited.

"Now, what should we do?" Looking at such a precious thing in front of them, He Jingyu and He Yuanyuan were a little overwhelmed.

He Jingyun said: "Cut, cut this acacia wood into wooden tablets and save them, and we will study them separately in the future." ”

"Good!"

The three of them said they would do it, but unfortunately, there was no progress.

Because the material is acacia wood, not ordinary wood, it is not easy to cut the things on the acacia wood into pieces in a short time.

Therefore, after working for half an hour, He Jingyun had to change his thinking and change from cutting to transcription.

He used the blank bamboo slips on his body to copy all the dense "Fire Codex" on the entire staircase, but unfortunately, the wooden slips and bamboo slips in the cloth bag on his body were only a few pieces together, which was not enough at all.

"What should I do?" He Jingyu said: "It's better to cut, although it is a little slower, but it can be cut in a few days." ”

He Jingyun said: "Forget it, it will take a few days to cut it, so it's better for us to carry it down first." ”

The two agreed with He Jingyun's suggestion, and began to read it carefully, and then began to recite it word by word.

With the growth of cultivation, the memory of those monks will also be greatly improved, and generally after reaching the Wenjun realm, they will have the ability to remember it.

Although the three of them can't remember it yet, their memory is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

It took a full day and a night for the three of them to finally recite the "Fire Code" on the wooden ladder.

After reciting the methods and decisions of the various refining tools in the "Flame Codex", He Jingyun and the three of them discussed it and buried the long wooden ladder in the soil.

After burying the staircase, He Jingyun thought again, after all, Ou Zhizi was a generation of refining masters, and a protégé of the Son of Heaven, and he was almost the same existence as his ancestors in that era.

He told He Jingyu about his thoughts, and the two agreed.

Afraid that there would be greedy people to dig out Ouzhizi's tomb in the future, the three of them quarried stones on the spot a hundred zhang outside the burial staircase, and then cut the stone into a stele, and carved "the tomb of Grandmaster Ouzhizi" with a sword on the stele

"Okay, now the stele and the classics are more than a hundred zhang away, and I don't have to worry about anyone coming to excavate the clothes and mounds of my predecessors. He Yuanyuan respectfully plucked the soil as incense and prayed to Ou Zhizi.

Then, looking at the lush jungle and the vague sun in the sky that never sets, He Jingyu asked, "Where are we going next?"

He Jingyun looked up at the sky, found an open place to identify the direction, pointed to the place where the demonic qi was emanating and said, "Go over there and take a look, I always feel that there is something strange in that place." ”

The three of them set off again, weaving through the dense woods.

In the sky, there was a round of sun, glowing with a white hazy light, not so hot, not very intense. But what is upsetting is that the sun rolls around the sky, drawing circles after circles, but it does not sink in the west.

It can be said that this is a sun that never sets, and the world here is only day and no night.

While hurrying away, He Yuanyuan asked He Jingyun from time to time for some low-level swordsmanship and some cultivation problems, He Jingyun came without refusing, and helped him answer them one by one.

At the beginning, He Jingyu was still a little absent-minded, and said secretly: Although he has profound swordsmanship, it does not mean that he can be a teacher. However, with the passage of time, He Yuanyuan's problems were often broken by He Jingyun's words, and He Jingyu was shocked.

So much so, in the next period of time, he simply learned from He Yuanyuan as a student, and humbly asked He Jingyun for advice, and many things that he didn't usually understand and couldn't understand gradually became better at this moment.

After walking for about a day, the grass and trees in front of them gradually thinned out, the sky was bright, and the mood of the three of them was better.

"There seems to be someone in front?" He Yuanyuan said.

He Jingyun nodded and said, "It's someone, it seems that they have found something good, and they are struggling to divide the spoils!"

"Let's go and have a look. ”

He Jingyun walked towards a slightly sloping hillside.

Ahead, a gust of wind blew, mixed with a hot and dry breath. (To be continued.) )