Hou Mansion, Hall.

A silly little fat man is burying his head in eating.

A man dressed as a blacksmith admires the furniture in the house.

"The food at the cauldron house is so delicious! Daddy, eat it! The cauldron is coming back to collect money! ”

The little fat man looked up from the mountain of food and said inarticulately.

"What money! He will ask you for two taels of silver to eat a sugar gourd, and you don't know how much money you have been cheated by him since you were a child! From now on, this is your home, and everything in the Hou Mansion is yours! ”

The blacksmith man corrected angrily: "Also, Yun Que is not your eldest brother, Lao Tzu is your stupid son." ”

The little fat man scratched his head and said, "Oh, I see...... But this is the Hou Mansion, and the cauldron is the Hou Lord! ”

The blacksmith man said patiently: "The title deed is in the hands of the father, the Hou Mansion has changed owners, and you are the new owner of the Hou Mansion." ”

The little fat man scratched his head again and said, "I understand!" I am Hou's son, and my father is Hou's Laozi! The cauldron is Hou Ye, so it is Hou Grandpa! ”

The blacksmith man covered his forehead helplessly.

There was a clang.

The gate of the Hou Mansion was kicked open, and the young man in white walked in.

"Grandpa Hou is back! Dad, let's hide it, this meal must be so expensive! ”

The little fat man hurriedly hid his round head under the table, and his whole body was outside.

"Son, you better call him big brother." The blacksmith man was helpless.

At least call it big brother, he himself does not fall into the ranks.

Seeing that Yun Que sat directly on the main seat, the blacksmith man said with a straight face: "Yun Hou has forgotten that this is no longer the Hou Mansion. ”

Boring.

Two severed swords were thrown to the ground.

"Look at it yourself, your broken sword is not effective at all, and it can't stop the sword qi of the Sword Trial Building."

"Impossible!"

The blacksmith man was surprised: "The intact low-grade magic weapon plus your skills are enough to block the three sword qi baptisms in the Sword Trial Building." ”

The little fat man came out from under the table, suddenly became smarter, and said:

"Cauldron, cauldron! Dad said that the Hou Mansion belongs to us, and you are homeless! ”

Yun Que kicked away the little fat man and sneered:

"The dignified Yan Kingdom's first-class swordsmith will not be able to repay his debts! Don't say anything else, is this the sword I exchanged with the Hou Mansion with you. ”

"Yes."

"Is it broken?"

"It's broken."

"Bring me the title deeds."

The blacksmith man glanced at the broken sword and silently returned the title deed.

"I, Hu Tieshan, have always been true to my word, the sword can be broken, and the reputation cannot be broken."

After Yun Que got back the title deed, he ordered the banquet to be held again.

He wanted to have a good meal, and he went to the Sword Trial Tower early in the morning, and his stomach was always empty.

"Cauldron, cauldron! Did you succeed in the sword contest today? The little fat man said curiously.

"Hand to hand."

Yun Que was in a good mood and casually threw out the Sword Palace token.

"The cauldron is amazing!"

The little fat man held the token and looked left and right, and was soon attracted by the food, and Harazi flowed all over the ground.

"Clever, this is the second meal."

Yun Que knocked on the table and calculated: "Two meals, you have eaten at least thirty of my dishes, one tael of silver for each dish, you calculate how many taels it should be." ”

"Thirty taels! I'll get the money when my dad isn't home! ”

The little fat man named Hu Congming forgot that his father was opposite, and Hu Tieshan's face turned blue with anger.

"Forget it, I won't charge you money this time, just eat as you like."

Yun Que glanced at Hu Tieshan, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "Benhou is not a miser. ”

The blacksmith father and son are Yun Quan's neighbors.

Hu Congming grew up behind Yun Que's ass since he was a child, although he often cheated his silver, but Yun Que has always been good to the little fat man.

From childhood to adulthood, I have helped the silly boy fight, not to mention hundreds of times.

In fact, Yun Que is not short of silver, he is just targeting Hu Tieshan.

As a famous swordsmith in Yan Kingdom, Hu Tieshan has a close relationship with Yun Que's father, and the two families are neighbors, and the relationship has always been very good.

But in the past five years, Yun Que has tried his best to finally take out the entire Hou Mansion, and only then did he reluctantly exchange it for a low-grade magic weapon from Hu Tieshan's hand.

If he didn't have a magic weapon, he wouldn't even be able to enter the Sword Trial.

In Yun Que's impression, Hu Tieshan, the sword-forging master of Yan Kingdom, is a complete snob.

"How did you pass the sword test?"

Hu Tieshan looked at the Sword Palace token on the table and asked with a frown.

"You have to take care of it."

Yun Que said angrily: "If you are smart in me, you can eat and drink for nothing, but you can't, a glass of wine in the Hou Mansion will have a hundred taels of silver." ”

If it was in normal times, Hu Tieshan would definitely be so angry that he would shoot the case and leave.

But this time he actually sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and tasted it slowly.

"You're going to the Sword Palace?"

"If I don't go to the Sword Palace to practice kendo, when will I find out the cause of my father's death."

Hu Tieshan didn't speak, and his lowered eyes flashed with reminiscence.

"Do you think I'm stingy?"

Hu Tieshan was silent for a long time, and said: "The inferior magic weapon is not precious to me, do you know why I have refused to give you a sword that can break through the sword test building over the years." ”

"People are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold."

Yun Que said a few cold words.

Hu Tieshan suddenly laughed, laughing helplessly and bitterly.

"I don't give you magic weapons because you don't have a spiritual root, and you are destined to not be able to walk the path of cultivation."

Hu Tieshan Zhengse said:

"The trial sword building is just the initial entry assessment, hundreds of people pass every year, if you want to become a core disciple of the Sword Palace and practice the authentic kendo method, you need to pass the spiritual root test, without the spiritual root, you are destined to have no chance with cultivation, and at most you will stop at the martial arts master in this life."

Hu Tieshan sighed.

"Martial arts grandmaster, he does stand out among mortals, but he is far inferior to a cultivator, as soon as the imperial sword comes out, he can take the head of the grandmaster a hundred steps away."

Yun Que heard about the existence of the spiritual root for the first time, and said in surprise: "Why can't you become a cultivator without a spiritual root?" ”

"The spiritual root is the foundation of the operation of the spiritual energy, without the spiritual root, it is impossible to communicate the spiritual energy, and no matter how high the talent is, it is in vain."

"How do you know I don't have a spiritual root?"

"I knew when you were a child, if it weren't for that, why didn't your father, as a first-class master of Yan Kingdom, never teach you to cultivate? Because he had known for a long time that his son would not be able to become a cultivator in this lifetime. ”

Hu Tieshan looked at Yun Que deeply, and sighed:

"Instead of struggling in the martial arts and not seeing any hope, it is better to be a wandering marquis and enjoy a life and an ordinary life."

"I don't believe it!"

Crash.

The table was overturned by Yun Que.

Hu Tieshan drank the last half glass of wine and left the table.

Even the silly little fat man noticed that Yun Que was in a bad mood and ran out of the Hou Mansion after his father.

"An ordinary life...... I'm not reconciled! ”

Yun Que roared hoarsely.

The truth Hu Tieshan told made it difficult for him to accept.

I originally planned to worship in the Sword Palace, practice swordsmanship, and go to Hanshui City to find out the cause of my father's death when I succeed in my cultivation in the future.

I worked hard for five years, but in exchange for the end of not being able to cultivate.

He was unwilling!

Calming down, Yun Que looked at the Qi Refining Period Mental Method left by the envoy of the Sword Palace, and quickly immersed himself in it.

Even if he didn't have a spiritual root, he would have to give it a try.

The roads in the world are all walked by people, and the path of cultivation is not also a road.

If it's the road, you can walk it!

The method of refining qi is a bit obscure, and Niu Bucai has marked his experience behind the heart method, which is equivalent to a detailed guide.

With Yun Que's intelligence, he mastered the knack of the first layer of qi refining after nightfall.

It's a pity that when I run the mental method, I can't feel any heaven and earth aura.

I tried it many times in succession, and the results were still the same.

It seems that he really doesn't have a spiritual root.

When disappointed, Yun Que planned to try again, but he really couldn't do it and had to give up.

It was the last attempt that made him feel a special aura.

Yun Que closed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed.

The aura he could feel was not quite like aura.

The aura exists between heaven and earth, and it should be in the form of fine clouds, floating and uncertain.

In Yun Que's perception, there are only three so-called auras, right in front of him, and they are still and still!

What is it?

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and there was nothing in front of him except a storage bag, a mental method, and three sword talismans.

"Sword runes?"

Yun Que felt it again, and was sure that the aura he felt came from the sword talisman!

What is the rationale for this?

The sword talisman is a kind of talisman, which is an offensive weapon, and it is not a spirit stone that specializes in storing spiritual energy.

I haven't heard of anyone being able to absorb aura from the sword talisman to cultivate.

Make every possible effort.

Yun Que turned his heart horizontally, picked up two sword talismans, and ran his mind.

A magical scene happened.

The two sword runes shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, two special breaths are injected into the body.

Draw the spirit into the body!

The most critical first step in the Qi refining period was easily and strangely stepped over by Yun Que.