Ma Tongjun already didn't have a few years to live, and when he sacrificed the Faxiang, he already had the heart of death, and it stands to reason that a monk in the Hedao period who is desperate for his life is not a difficult thing to destroy this Youshe Mountain. It's just that he didn't know that there was also a woman in red, who could make him die with a single sword, and even if he tried his best to keep his hand, he still beat him half to death.

Liqiushui is holding ten lang water, a body of ice attribute true meaning, and there is almost no solution under the refining void.

When Zhao Wuyang galloped to the foot of the mountain, the young man was nowhere to be found. Only a few words were carved on the big stone of the mountain gate.

"When you go back to Youshe Mountain, you will become a sword immortal!"

This mountain lord is lonely, but he is more happy. This young old smoker may really be able to become a sword immortal, but I don't know if I can change that sloppy habit.

On the mountain, Chen Yaogong and Mr. Fang sat back to back on the ground, and the two looked at Guo Liang and sighed.

Chen Yaogong was a little helpless, this guy was obviously as big as himself, but how could he become a Yuanying swordsman? So he said depressedly:

"Brother, how did you cultivate? Wasn't he a god of wealth who liked to manage money before? How did you become a swordsman? Did you pick up any Qi Dan to eat?"

The corners of Guo Liang's mouth twitched, and he turned his head and scolded:

"Silly hat!"

Mr. Fang walked over and helped Wei Wei up, and nodded to Zhang Muliu and the others in thanks.

This nine-thousand-year-old is indeed very grateful to the two people in front of him, but he is also a little confused, or is that the reason, why?

Zhang Muliu knew what Wei Wei was thinking without asking, so the young man in the green shirt with the sword on his back said with a smile: "Because there is a young man who said that he wants to make cattle and horses for me, and if he can't build the foundation, then he will become a sword immortal and come back." ”

Wei Wei nodded, no longer speaking, but looked at Liqiushui. This extremely beautiful female sword immortal, judging from her words and demeanor just now, you can know that she is also not a good temper. But after slashing Ma Tongjun to death with a sword, he always stood by Zhang Muliu's side and didn't say a word.

Zhao Wuyang had already returned, and he shouted from afar: "Brothers, today is really a loss to you, otherwise I and the nine-thousand-year-old brother would not have a life today." ”

Guo Liang scolded in response: "You fucking deserve it! Such a big mountain, look at what it looks like for you?"

Chen Yaogong got up slowly, and also scolded: "I don't know how to say that you are okay." It's just a small sapling, so why bother to value it so much? No matter how precious this tree is, can it still have a precious life?"

Mr. Fang also said: "Yes, Wuyang, you have to change your temper in the future." Do you know how harmful your righteous temper is? Originally, Lao Tzu would never have come to kill me, but when I live here, I can always remember what you have done for me, and if you don't come, I really can't get over it. But here, what did it do? It's not like the fuck almost died!"

Zhang Muliu leaned in to interrupt a few people's reminiscences, looked at Mr. Fang and thought for a moment, and asked:

"City Lord, where did the broken sword you used to break the formation come from? ”

Mr. Fang smiled, threw the broken sword to Zhang Muliu, and then laughed and said: "Back then, outside the Doubing City, there was a swordsman surnamed Zhang who saved the life of a young man, and the long sword in the swordsman's hand shattered. He gave me this half. ”

Zhang Muliu took the broken sword, and just by looking at the two words at the root of the broken sword, he could determine that it was his father's sword. Because the style of this broken sword is exactly the same as the wooden sword returned by Zhao Sisi.

When I first saw Mr. Ma, Zhang Muliu, who was still a child, saw that Mr. Ma was carrying a big burden, and thought that it was a human trafficker who would knock the child unconscious and stuff it into the baggage. So a little boy jumped high with a wooden sword in his hand and slashed at the sloppy man with a big burden on his back. As a result, Mr. Ma was sitting on the side with his head covered, and Zhang Muliu was sitting on the ground with a broken wooden sword and crying.

It's just that Mr. Ma repaired the wooden sword like a trick, and carved two more words "bamboo foot" on the sword body.

Li Qiushui leaned over and whispered, "Is it really my uncle's sword?"

Zhang Muliu nodded and continued to ask Mr. Fang: "Did my father give you this broken sword?"

Mr. Fang was a little embarrassed when he heard this, so he had to whisper: "Actually, it's not a gift." Back then, I built a small foundation, and in order to have some prosperity in the future, I went to Bean Soldier City alone. I didn't expect to be almost killed in the first battle to the sea, and if it wasn't for that senior to relieve me, I would have died a long time ago. It's just that my predecessor saved my life, but the saber on my body was also broken. I begged my predecessors to give me the broken sword. ”

The more the Winter City Lord spoke, the more energetic he became, and at this moment he suddenly stepped up and grabbed Zhang Muliu's forearm, his eyes were red, and he said with a smile:

"I'm not the cowardly person who is afraid of death as Gongzi thinks! I'm just afraid that if I die, I will never be able to repay that senior's great kindness! But my brother is in trouble, what else can I do? There are some things that I think about, and in the end, I don't grit my teeth and stomp my feet, and I die!"

Zhang Muliu patted Mr. Fang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You don't have to wait for him, I don't know where he went." It must be good to think that it must be good to repay the favor, but don't drag yourself into it, just repay it when you have the opportunity. ”

Mr. Fang continued: "I want to ask the sword-casting master of the Backbone Mountain to open a furnace to cast a sword on the bank of the Casting Canal River, and there is only one thing left to invite him." I want to return a bamboo foot to my predecessors. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly when he heard this, and said, "This is not in a hurry, let's see if the chief has any other tricks." ”

Li Qiushui smiled and waved his hand, and the five figures were sucked over. There was no need for any ropes and chains, and the woman in red was moved, and the five people were frozen except for their heads.

Ma Tongjun was unusually calm at the moment, calm and a little terrifying. He looked at Liqiushui and Zhang Muliu with a smile, and said lightly:

"It's right and good for young people to think about chivalry, and I used to be like that. But the older I get, the more ridiculous I feel. If I go to save someone, who will save me?"

The young man in a green shirt stepped forward, his expression was cold, and he said lightly: "Since you are the chief worshipper of the noodle boiling pool, it is difficult to get a seedling of the Zhanbu tree?

Ma Tongjun smiled bitterly when he heard this: "A Zhanbu tree seedling is not valuable to the boiled noodle pool, but it will not be given to me easily." Although I am at the pinnacle of the right way, in their eyes, I am an insignificant figure, just acting as a bully. ”

After a few distractions on the side, one of them sneered: "Ma Tongjun, do you want to betray me to cook noodles?"

At this moment, Chen Yaogong ran over with a black face, squatted down and opened his bow left and right to reward the man's big ears and scrapers, and scolded and scolded: "You turtle grandson! Are the juniors of the Void Cultivators very powerful? In that broken noodle soup pool, you have the most fucking nonsense." ”

Zhang Muliu secretly looked at Chen Yaogong, and then his brows furrowed deeper. Is it to remind everyone that these people can't be killed?

It seems that this Wuyang Mountain Lord is still hiding something, and it will not be a trivial matter. Since you don't want to say it, then don't ask.

Ma Tongjun's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes became gloomy again, and he roared angrily at Zhang Muliu:

"People don't die for themselves!"

After saying a word, he closed his eyes, and if he died of old age, even if he detained Yuan Ying and Shen Soul, it was useless.

Zhang Muliu instantly squinted and looked at Chen Yaogong with a smile, who stepped back with a smile.

Zhao Wuyang walked up and hugged his fists and apologized: "Thanks to the help of your husband and wife today, brother, otherwise, my Yousheshan will change hands today." ”

Several people stood in a row and saluted Zhang Muliu and Liqiushui. Li Qiushui could feel that something was wrong with the young man around him, but he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Until Guo Liang stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "Don't hide it, everyone, can you hide it?"

Sure enough, these guys were still hiding something until they died, and they didn't even want to say anything about their life-savers.

Zhao Wuyang was very helpless, sighed and said: "There are indeed some things that are inconvenient to tell the two of you, but since you have guessed it, there is nothing to hide, the two of you come with me." ”

The group followed Zhao Wuyang and walked to the house where Liu Gong lived. Wei Wei took out a jade slip and silently recited a few words, and a new seedling hung in the middle of the yard. The seedling of the Zhanbu tree was rooted in the air, and under the tree hung a fist-sized golden pill, and among the golden pills was a smaller seedling, exactly the same as the Zhanbu tree in front of him.

There are few things that can really surprise Zhang Muliu, but the scene in front of him is indeed a bit unheard of. This Zhanbu tree already has a golden pill, and there is a spirit fetus in the golden pill.

Liqiushui was also very surprised, and quietly transmitted Zhang Muliu, and said: "This tree has become a fine?"

Chen Yaogong said with a wry smile: "Don't dare to kill them, it's not that my old Chen has any different intentions." It's that if you provoke the cultivator to come here, the news that the Zhanbu has become a refinement must not be able to be hidden. At that time, it was the great tribulation of Youshe Mountain! Bi is a Zhanbu Continent, and since ancient times, I have never heard of a Zhanbu tree becoming a refinement. ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, this matter is indeed a little difficult to handle. Although no one knows what is so strange about a mature Zhanbu Tree seedling, this thing that has never happened before is enough to make the Void Cultivator tempted, and maybe it's not just the Void Cultivator who is interested.

"Brother Zhao, what's going on?Can you say?" asked Zhang Muliu.

Zhao Wuyang said with a smile: "I've all come here, what else can't be said." But to be honest, we don't know the specific reason, this is the ancestral industry of our family, and this mountain owner is not someone who can always do it. Once the younger generation reaches the Jindan realm, they will pick out one and send it to Zhanbuzhou, and only one Jiazi can be returned. The family only said that they wanted to protect this Zhanbu tree, but they didn't say that this Zhanbu tree would become a refinement, maybe they didn't know it. ”

Zhang Muliu was puzzled: "That is to say, Zhan Bushu has not become a spirit before you came?"

Zhao Wuyang nodded and continued: "I have only just come here for twenty years, and one night when the lightning and thunder roared, my wife and I came here and found that this seedling jumped out of the soil by itself, suspended in mid-air, and there was already a golden pill hovering under the tree. ”

Several people here were in Yousheshan at that time, so they were all insiders.

Zhang Muliu was still very curious, walked to the tree lightly, and stared at the golden pill, but he didn't find anything strange after looking at it for a long time. Just as he was about to turn around, there was a sudden blue light in front of him, and Zhanbu Tree disappeared, turning into a girl in a dark green dress suspended in the air.

This can stunned everyone! Monsters can indeed transform in the Jindan period, but they don't have such fun! How did they suddenly become a girl?

Seeing that everyone behind him was looking at him, Zhang Muliu had no choice but to spread his hands. He smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't move! ”

It's just that a few people didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and then they turned their eyes to the girl.

Zhang Muliu turned his head slowly, only to see the girl in the dark green dress turn over in mid-air, and after a while, she turned back again, and her little arms stretched hard before suddenly opening her eyes.

So he became a young man in a green shirt with a sword on his back, stunned, looking at the girl and not knowing what to do. A girl with her arms outstretched looked straight at the young man with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the girl said to Zhang Muliu as if asking:

"Daddy?"

Zhang Muliu shook his head like a rattle, but he didn't dare to agree.

It's just that the little girl seems to have decided that the young man in front of her is her father, and she jumped up and hung on Zhang Muliu. hugged his neck and rubbed it from side to side, and kept muttering:

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Everyone didn't know what to say, and it was too ...... It's fantastic!

Zhang Muliu was at a loss, Mu Ne turned his head to look at Liqiushui, and found that the woman was a little ...... Glad?

Before Zhang Muliu could say anything, the girl tied to her body had already spoken, just like the questioning expression she had before, and said to Liqiushui:

"Mother?"

After hearing the words of motherhood, Li Qiushui rushed to Zhang Muliu's side with a gust of wind, snatched the girl and held her in his arms.

So at this moment, a woman in red was frolicking in front of a girl who looked like she was two or three years old.

The woman said, "Call mother." ”

The girl cried out, "Mother!"

The corners of the mouths of the group in the rear kept twitching, and the worst one was Zhao Wuyang.

He turned his head to look at Wei Wei, and said helplessly: "I escaped from the robbers, but I didn't hide from the benefactor?"

Wei Wei smiled happily, pulled Zhao Wuyang's arm, and said softly: "I think it's very good! Look at it, they are very similar to a family of three." ”

......

Mr. Fang had already returned to Zhidong City, and Chen Yaogong also left with interest. Guo Liang threw Zhang Muliu a pot of wine and said that he would go to the wine shop to chat after going down the mountain. The four distracted monks were still frozen in place, and they would probably have to be spectators for a while before they could leave.

Including the girl in this courtyard at the moment, there are only four people in total. Zhang Muliu sat next to Li Qiushui, who was holding the child. Zhao Wuyang and Wei Wei sat on the other side.

Zhao Wuyang was very hurt, where is this reasonable? He has guarded the Zhanbu tree for 20 years, and the family has guarded the Zhanbu tree for thousands of years, and it is just a matter of becoming a fine, how can he transform into a pair of passers-by as his father?

If this tree is my own, I will give it away, and I will never feel sorry for it, but this is my family's! I can't explain if I take it, and if I don't take it, I can't afford to be beaten.

Before leaving Qiushui, he said a sentence: "The little girl recognizes me as a mother, she is my daughter, and I must take it away." ”

Zhang Muliu naturally knew that Zhao Wuyang was worried in his heart, the righteousness of this mountain lord was not spread out. is so entangled, and it is just a guilt for the family.

So Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, there are two ways now. First, I went to find another tree and replanted it in the yard. Second, I snatched this Zhanbu tree today, and I will definitely go to Juluzhou to apologize in the future. It's just that no matter which way, I will definitely take this little girl away, as Qiushui said, she called me father, and I have no reason to leave her here. ”

Wei Wei kicked Zhao Wuyang, and the latter said with a bitter face: "Brother, brother, I'm not a stingy person, if it's my own thing, you can take it away, but this is ......"

"Who do you say is the thing?" asked Li Qiushui and Wei Wei with a straight face.

The little girl looked up at Liqiushui, then turned her head to look at Zhang Muliu, her big eyes flashed a few times, and she said crisply:

"Who do you say is the thing?"

Zhao Wuyang sighed and said with a wry smile: "I'm an east-west business, right?"

The little girl's eyes widened, climbed onto Zhang Muliu, and said to Zhao Wuyang suspiciously:

"Uncle is a person! not a thing. ”

Rao is Zhang Muliu, and he was also amused by the little girl's words.

Zhao Wuyang said helplessly: "What else can I do? I can only tell the truth to my family." ”

He gritted his teeth, took out a pot of wine and poured it down, then wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Fuck it! Giving my brother a daughter is more important than anything else, and if you are scolded, you will be scolded." ”

Wei Wei stretched out her thumb, and the little girl also learned to stretch out her little thumb, which was really cute.

Zhao Wuyang was out of the way, and now Zhang Muliu had to go to Juluzhou in the future and make a special trip to apologize.

There is nothing to protect in Youshe Mountain now, Zhao Wuyang and his wife plan to return to Juluzhou in the north, and Zhang Muliu and the others want to continue to go south. So the wine of this night, that is, the parting wine of both parties.

In the end, Zhang Muliu slashed out a monstrous sword qi with Youfang, drawing a deep ravine into the frozen sea of clouds. He stepped on the void, stood above Youshe Mountain with the wandering party in his hand, laughed and said:

"I took this seedling, Lao Tzu is the protector of the Yue Kingdom of Shengshenzhou, and if there is a seed, he will come to me for revenge. ”

The four distracted monks below were at a loss, and the ice cubes on their bodies suddenly disappeared, but the realm was beaten back to the foundation.

Zhao Wuyang walked over and frowned and asked, "Is that person really not with you?"

These four distracted monks who were cooking noodles wanted to scold their mother.

The little girl also has a name, a small name. Of course, it is a decision from Qiushui, surnamed Zhang, called Zaozao.

This girl can't actually be counted as a jing, Zhang Muliu visited and found that the little girl has no demon nature at all, she is completely a person. It's just that the Yuan Infant in the body is still the same as that tree, there is no sea of qi and no yellow court, and the place where it should have been the sea of qi is a boundless forest.

And she is like a newborn child, except for some natural ways to communicate with people, she has no understanding of the world at all.

Zhang Muliu sighed very much, there has been no shortage of little girls around her in this life, but my sister is not coming, now I will have a daughter directly, fortunately, I also like her very much.

Zhang learns things very quickly early, and he can learn a lot of sentences when he hears others talking, which is really worthy of being an innate spirit.

At night, Zhang Muliu and Li Qiushui took a daughter they had just met, and went down Youshe Mountain with snowflakes. Zhao Wuyang stood in front of the house where Liu Gong lived for a long time, and finally said with a smile:

"Boy, I said that I want to become a sword immortal, and when the time comes, I will come to Juluzhou, and my brother will invite you to drink. ”

......

Now I have an extra daughter hanging on my body, and I keep asking questions along the way. The most common question must be what everyone asks their parents when they are young:

"Where am I from?"

Liqiushui said bluntly: "The tree has changed." ”

But where did Zhang know that she was really a tree, so she pinched her fingers and wondered: "Is that father and mother also a tree?"

Zhang Muliu said: "I'm not, when I was a child, my father said that I jumped out of a stone." ”

Liqiushui is: "My mother said that I came out of the silkworm chrysalis." ”

So the little girl kept looking at the stones on the side of the road all the way, and kept staring at all kinds of trees, but she didn't find the silkworm chrysalis, and she didn't know what the silkworm chrysalis looked like.

......

Guo Liang was also a monk who was registered in Sheshan at the earliest, and he was also the God of Wealth who was in charge of money. He actually had the best relationship with Zhao Wuyang, it is said that one day in the early years, Zhao Wuyang drank a lot of wine, fell drunk on the side of the road, and snored while lying down. Guo Liang squatted on the side of the road and guarded this drunkard from Juluzhou.

Whether it is Chen Yaogong or Guo Liang, when he left Youshe Mountain, he was all to save this mountain. It's just that Chen Yaogong left with infamy, and Guo Liang left after he was benevolent and righteous.

Mr. Fang, the city lord of Knowing Winter City, is also a stubborn goods. He had been waiting for Zhang Muliu and his party on the way south, and as soon as they met, they took out a sign made of empty dark stone, saying that it contained the things that the swordsmith needed, but it was missing a big demon heart.

Zhang Muliu could only accept it, this guy can remember it for so long after being saved by his father, and he is also a grateful person. That big demon heart, anyway, I want to go to Bean Soldier City, and kill a big demon to get my heart!

Although my father is nowhere to be found now, since he has the opportunity to cast a new Zhulu, no matter how difficult it is, he must cast it, which is also the wish of Mr. Fang.

Besides, the back mountain was originally about to be walked up, and the prestigious casting canal should also be seen.

It is said that the casting canal is a great river that fell into the world with the shattering of the heavenly court, and the swords forged from this canal are all famous swords. The three swords in the legend were all cast by heaven on the banks of the Zhuqu River.

A handful of Divine Court, a handful of Sifan, and a handful of Night.

These three long swords have long been on the sword list, tied for third place.

Legend has it that the three swords were all forged from the fragments of a god-opening axe, tempered with the blood of the golden crow and the water of the casting canal, all of which had the divine ability to open the heavens and break the sea.

Zhang Muliu suddenly had some fascination, can the upstream side in his hand have that kind of power in the future?

The young man shouted in his heart: "It will be!"