"From the Great Leiyin Temple, you came to forge a sword for Jingguo Gong?"

Don't say it's Lu Yi, even the Shenxiu monk on the side and Chenghui, who was looking at this thatched house from afar, were a little surprised on their faces.

Lu Jing glanced at the abbot monk, and the wisp of spirit that had already been brewed was not lost, and this spirit fell into the heart-holding pen, stained with ink, and finally fell on the straw paper on the table.

Lu Jing was dressed in white, holding a heart-holding pen, the gesture was extremely steady, and when he put down the pen, a wisp of righteousness was mixed with ink and printed and dyed on the straw paper.

But to the surprise of the abbot and the Shenxiu monk, the white-clothed Jing Guogong wrote down a line of text at will, but there was a sword shadow between the strokes, which made people feel chilled all over.

Just in the amazement of the two.

Lu Jing wrote two pages of papyrus one after another, and there was only one line of poetry on each page of papyrus, but it made Lu Jing's forehead sweat profusely, as if he had experienced a big war.

"The sword shadow passed away with the lonely moon alone, and Wen Jing opened in the nine heavens!"

"The sun spits out the back of the whale, and the sword shadow opens the dragon scales!"

Two pieces of straw paper, Lu Jing wrote two lines of poetry in cursive.

The poem was completed, and the ink mixed with the sword qi and the wisps of mighty qi passed through the back of the paper, looming in this void.

Lu Yi and Cheng Huiju couldn't see the mystery in this poem clearly, but they were just surprised by the blazing sharpness in these two poems.

The lonely moon is gone, and the nine days are open!

Spit out the back of the whale and open the dragon scales!

Every image was magnificent, and the sword qi soared to their admiration.

But in the eyes of the monk Shenxiu and the abbot, the words on these two pieces of papyrus have their own wonderful use.

"Lu Yi, you put away these two pieces of straw paper, and when you return to the Lu Mansion, you will find two tricks, fold the straw paper and put it in it.

You and your cousin don't forget to bring it with you, it may be useful when it matters. ”

Lu Jing handed two pieces of straw paper to Lu Yi and instructed carefully.

Seeing that Lu Jing was so solemn, Lu Yi carefully put the two pieces of straw paper close to him, but there was still some curiosity in his eyes, and he didn't know what the purpose of these two pieces of straw paper was.

The abbot monk on the side smiled and said: "Jing Guogong can open the sword qi for nine days, and the spirit of Haoran is easy to ......

Now this sword qi and haoran qi are all integrated into these two words, but I don't want these two ordinary papyrus to have such an honor, which can be accepted by Jing Guogong's poems that can kill demons and demons. ”

The Shenxiu monk on the side heard the words of the abbot monk and was obviously a little dissatisfied.

He pursed his lips and said: "Senior Brother Abbot's words are wrong, the grass, trees, mountains and rivers have their own forests, and everything is not noble compared to people.

I never thought that the abbot also likes to shoot the nobles' ass. ”

"Noble?" Lu Jing was in a trance.

I still remember that two years ago, he looked up in the Taixuan gold, and his eyes were full of nobles.

Just two years later, he has become a noble man in the eyes of others.

Lu Jing had this in mind, and just wanted to say something.

The abbot monk on the side smiled with a smile in his eyes, shook his head and said: "It's not that I want to shoot Jing Guogong's sycophants, but that the Buddha of my Leiyin Temple suddenly woke up from a big dream, and I saw some secrets."

So I was specially sent to shoot Jing Guogong's sycophants, and also cast a sword for Jing Guogong, so as to form a good fate. ”

Wake up from a big dream and come to make a good match?

Lu Jing touched the black gold of Tu Xian on his waist and asked, "Buddhism has always been reluctant to get involved in evil cause and effect, and it is naturally excellent for the master to make a special trip from Leiyin Temple to cast a sword for me."

However, forging a sword for Lu Jing will inevitably offend the dragons of the world, and Da Lei Yin Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, so why bother wading into this troubled water? ”

The world is vast, and it is not only the Great Fu Wufang Sea that can give birth to a true dragon.

Near the Northern Qin and Western Regions.

Far away as a demon country on the sea, there are real dragons entrenched in Yuyuan and Yanggu.

The grievances and grievances between Lu Jing and the Wufang Sea are nothing, but if Lu Jing forges the sword with the heavenly dragon bone, he will always suffer the resentment of the true dragon in the world.

When the abbot monk heard Lu Jing's words, his face turned bitter: "Casting a sword with the white bones of the Eight Realms Heavenly Dragon, this is not an easy task.

If Jing Guogong wants to forge a sword, I brought a great monk relic with me, and the Great Leiyin Temple is willing to send it away, so why bother to refine the white bones of the dragon that day, why bother to get the cause of evil for no reason? ”

"Great monk relics?"

Monk Shenxiu was obviously stunned when he heard the word relics in the abbot's mouth.

Lu Jing couldn't help frowning.

He looked carefully at the short, chubby visitor in front of him, with a smile on his face all the time, and a bloody but unfathomable visitor from the Great Lei Yin Temple, and there were still many doubts in his heart.

Relic ...... It is a rare treasure in itself.

For Buddhism, the relics are left by the monks, often worshiped by the temple, and treasured by the tower.

Some of the relics of high monks are even able to receive incense, and their status is transcendent.

But the abbot monk of Da Lei Yin Temple came to Taixuanjing and said that he came to cast a sword for Lu Jing, and he also brought a great monk relic with him, and he was willing to give it to Lu Jingzhu......

This inevitably made Lu Jing wonder, Da Lei Yin Temple and Lu Jing did not have much relationship.

The only intersection was when he was in the middle of the river, when Lu Jing wrote the dragon slaying text in Changliu City, and the practitioner of Leiyin Temple who carried the Bodhisattva once came to help him.

Speaking of which, Lu Jing still owes the Jing Pavilion Walker the affection.

It was against this background that Da Lei Yin Temple had such a move now, which made Lu Jing puzzled.

Monk Shenxiu and Chenghui were speechless.

Lu Yi could understand relics and keels, but he didn't know what his third cousin wanted to do.

The abbot monk saw the look of doubt in Lu Jing's eyes, and couldn't help but restrain the smile on his face.

"Why is Jing Guogong so surprised? You are still young but you are in the position of the prince of the country, inheriting the pulse of Taihua to practice, and eating 80,000 households.

Not to mention the preciousness of the position of the Duke of the Kingdom, there is the vein of Taihua, coupled with the talent of the Duke of Jingguo, the cultivation of the Duke of Guo's blood can be swayed upward, and one day the flesh casts Tianfu, and it is also possible to step into the realm of immortals.

As for the cultivation of the original god of the national prince...... Reflecting the five Yuan stars, and even illuminating the three extremely rare stars of the world, Taibai, and Tianwang, the road ahead is open.

Guogong only needs not to die, and at least he is a celestial.

If a character like Ling wants to cast a sword, what does it mean that Da Lei Yin Temple will give a great monk relic? ”

"If Jing Guogong is willing, he can actually send letters widely.

I don't know how many famous families in the world, but I'm afraid that they will all come to see Jing Guogong and participate in the sword forging. ”

The abbot monk told the story, and at the end, he also smiled slyly: "But the world's famous family, few people can daydream like the big Buddha in the world of my Da Lei Yin Temple, and I don't know that Jing Guogong is going to cast a sword, giving me a chance to get close to Guogong in Da Lei Yin Temple." ”

His words made Lu Yi on the side full of surprise.

She looked at Lu Jing from time to time, saw Lu Jing's calm expression, and sensed Lu Jing's deep and deep spirit.

A few years ago, the young Lu Yi was disgusted with this third cousin because of the delay in the marriage contract of the Nanguo Mansion and the gossip in Taixuan Jingzhong.

But today, Lu Yi was shocked to find that this third cousin who came to the Jokhang Temple with her...... has become a real big shot.

Even Buddhist holy places such as Da Lei Yin Temple have to come to curry favor.

Thoughts flickered in Lu Yi's mind.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the distance on the road.

"There is only a big Buddha in the world, but can you dream of the world?

That's not true. ”

Someone came down the path with a whisk in hand.

The visitor was dressed in a black robe, with a bun on his head and a tuft of beard on his chin.

The sword eyebrows of this life, the eyes are sharp, and there is even a long sword behind him.

The long sword was very wide, just like the demon sword of the legendary Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor.

When the abbot monk saw the comer, his face suddenly became more annoyed.

"In the matter of patting the sycophants, Zhenwu Mountain also wants to rob the Great Leiyin Temple?"

"Since it is a good fate, if the Great Leiyin Temple is married, my Zhenwu Mountain will naturally be married."

The man shook off the dust and saluted Lu Jing.

"True Martial Mountain Dao Sword Walking?"

Lu Jing saw the hilt of the Daoist sword at a glance, and the sword hilt was densely engraved with Taoist scriptures, mostly scriptures that slay demons and eliminate demons and keep the peace of the world.

Looking at the sword handle system again, with Lu Jing's knowledge, he naturally couldn't see where this Zhenwu Mountain Daoist came from.

"Taoist Zhao Qingyang, I have seen Jing Guogong."

Zhao Qingyang respectfully saluted Lu Jing.

The abbot monk squeezed his eyebrows at Zhao Qingyang and grimaced.

Zhao Qingyang frowned and scolded: "Half of it is almost in the ground, but it is still playing like this." ”

Lu Jing glanced at the two of them left and right, and then looked at Zhao Qingyang: "You came to Taixuanjing, did you come to forge a sword for me?" ”

Zhao Qingyang shook his head: "Back to Jingguo Gong, the Taoist people don't know how to cast swords, but by the order of my mountain master, I specially came to Taixuanjing to send a furnace of incense ashes to Jing Guogong." ”

As he spoke, he stroked the long sleeves of his robe, and suddenly there was an extra incense ash in front of him.

Lu Jing didn't know the origin of this incense ash, but with his current cultivation, he could easily see what kind of surging vitality was contained in this incense ash.

These energies are like crystals deposited in the incense ash.

"In this incense burner, just pick out a grain of incense ash, but I am afraid that it is also an extremely valuable treasure."

Lu Jing whispered in his heart.

Zhao Qingyang glanced at the abbot monk and said, "The big Buddha in the world is already a Buddha, but he can dream of the world."

Although my Zhenwu Mountain Lord is only a mortal, he also knows that the Duke of Jingguo is about to forge a sword.

If the Buddha can do it, so can mortals. ”

"Senior brother abbot, I don't know which of my incense ashes is more expensive or lighter than your monk's relics?"

The abbot monk folded his hands, called out a Buddha name, shook his head and said: "The relics are as valuable as the Buddha's body, how can a furnace of incense ash be compared?" ”

Zhao Qingyang smiled to himself and didn't say anything.

But the look in his eyes seemed to reprimand the abbot monk for deceiving himself.

The relics of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

The incense ash of Zhenwu Mountain.

Lu Jing looked left and right.

The abbot monk and Zhao Qingyang also saluted Lu Jing.

The two of them had burning eyes, as if they were waiting for Lu Jing to choose one side.

Monk Shenxiu and Lu Yi also looked at Lu Jing.

But he never thought that Lu Jing thought about the time for two or three breaths, but suddenly turned his head and walked towards the outside of the Jokhang Temple.

"Lu Yi, let's go."

Lu Yi woke up and hurriedly caught up with Lu Jing.

Monk Shenxiu, Zhao Qingyang, and the abbot monk glanced at each other and silently watched Lu Jing leave.

……

"Third Brother Jing, since they have sent treasures.

And I listened to the Taoist priest and the monk's words, whether it was relics or incense ashes, I was afraid that they were all rare treasures.

Since they sent it, you can take it. ”

Lu Yi is no longer the girl who only cares about playing before, she is two years older, she is also much more mature, and she can hear the implied meaning of the words.

"Da Lei Yin Temple and Zhenwu Mountain are nothing more than seeing that the third brother Jing has a bright future, so he formed a good fate in advance.

Third Brother Jing might as well accept the treasures and form some good karma with them, that is, he is already in a high position of the national prince, how can he always be alone? ”

Lu Yi said such a thing, which surprised Lu Jing a little.

Lu Jing turned his head, glanced carefully at Lu Yi who was shining in his eyes, shook his head and said, "So forming a good fate is nothing more than a debt."

If I accept relics and incense ashes, I am afraid that I will have to pay back some more expensive things in the future. ”

Lu Yi was quite puzzled: "Having said that, the first-class Da Lei Yin Temple and Zhenwu Mountain can be regarded as legends for most cultivators.

It is money lending, Zhenwu Mountain and Da Lei Yin Temple will not lend money to ordinary people.

Since the third brother wants to forge a sword, with such an opportunity, what does it matter if he takes these debts? ”

"Naturally, it doesn't matter." Lu Jing smiled casually: "It's just that I'm not a sword-forging person after all, and it's not just good materials that are enough to forge a sword."

Naturally, we should ask the real swordsmith about such things. ”

Lu Yi was interested, with a pleading face on her face, and a little girlish squeamishness.

Lu Jing smiled at her.

"In that case, I will take you to a true swordsmith."

……

In the Quartet Wine Shop.

An Xiaolu was wearing a green scarf on his head, with a pot of wine in front of him, and was listening intently to a person on the stage.

The middle-aged man who told the story was straight, and there was a bruise on the right cheek, which gave his originally handsome face a little more philistine.

At this time, the middle-aged man was telling a story, and he was actually talking about Lu Jing's entry into the Xiyun Sea Dragon Palace alone, and many true dragons in the Xiyun Dragon Palace were plotting to swallow the island with the tide and perform blood sacrifices with the people on the island.

And the young Lu Jing, alone with a sword, harnessed the thunder light, and came to the sea of clouds in the west.

Slaughter thousands of dragons and destroy the Dragon Palace!

"Good!"

After saying that, the people listening to the book in the Quartet wine shop cheered loudly.

The middle-aged man ignored the cheers of the guests and went to the back of the hall.

A quarter of an hour later.

In front of An Qiaolu, the middle-aged man who was originally telling the story was looking at him carefully.

"Brother An is willing to come out of the Wind Chasing Mansion?"

An Wanlu looked calm and shook his head at him: "When it comes to age, I'm afraid it's not too much for me to call you an ancestor." ”

The middle-aged man rubbed the mole on his cheek and asked, "Why are you here?" Is it to repay the kindness of King Chong'an? Or is it to forge a third sword that will be handed down in the world? ”

An weaker replied with a sideways head: "Not only to repay the kindness of King Chong'an, but also to forge the third first-grade famous sword." ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "You don't want to forge a sword anymore, Nada has sealed your hard work, but she has never ascended to the top ten in the world."

You've reached the top of your mountain, there's no road to the top of the mountain, and it's too hard to go any further.

You are far from the blacksmiths in the world, and you are far from the two sword-forging demons of Yu Yuan and Yanggu.

In such a mood, I think you don't want to forge a sword anymore, and this time Taixuanjing is nothing more than to repay the kindness of Ansanzhou. ”

An Weaker sighed: "That's how you comforted me?" ”

The middle-aged philistine narrowed his eyes.

An Weaklu was silent for a while, "That's true. ”

His words fell, he paused, and his eyes suddenly showed some light: "Fortunately...... I came to Taixuanjing to forge a sword for that young man's sword armor Lu Jing! ”

(End of chapter)