Zhao Yan looked at himself on the purple gold sword, and his heart was slightly eager. Although he has been disappointed in the world of cultivating immortals, his childhood dream is indelible.

I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I always thought that one day I would be able to become a master of light skills who could fly the eaves and walk the wall, and wander the world as a chivalrous man, it is true that weapons are dispensable in the cultivation world, but every immortal cultivator who uses weapons has had a childhood dream.

At first, Zhao Yan's mind gradually just wanted to have style, and by the way, he fulfilled his childhood vision, but listening to the old master's enlightenment that day gave this purple gold sword more meaning.

He hoped that one day in the future, when he was confused, he would remember his unswerving words when he saw this purple gold sword.

"You are called this Zhi", Zhao Yan said to himself in the golden light and shadow.

Immediately, luck used his finger as a pen to engrave his name on the end of the sword.

After he finished carving the name, he turned his head to look at the cyan sword, thought about it, and gave up the idea of carving the cyan sword. He considered that this sword was going to be handed over to Bai Bao, and he should wait until Bai Bao could use the sword in the future to engrave it.

Zhao Yan received the two swords, was in a good mood, and said, "Uncle, Zhao Yan thanked you." ”

Uncle Ye smiled: "Where is this, I should have forged a sword for you for free, but I also received extra money from you, I am ashamed and ashamed, I have no ability, I can only compensate you with my skills." ”

"That's your old man's favor," Zhao Yan said.

The two walked outside the workshop, and Uncle Ye opened a locked cabinet, in which many kinds of scabbards were displayed, some of which were beautiful in appearance, and some of which were simple and unpretentious.

"These are all sword scabbards made by myself, and the materials are also varied, some are given by immortal cultivators, some are purchased, and some are left by guests when they build weapons and repair, and I use them to integrate them in my spare time and make these scabbards", Uncle Ye glanced at Zhao Yan from time to time while speaking, looking a little embarrassed.

Zhao Yan knew it and said, "I said earlier, I have no concept of these things, and your scabbards are quite appreciative. ”

"Really?", Uncle Ye suddenly smiled and said modestly: "I have all this stuff from a small family, I'm afraid that you will lose face if you take it out." ”

Zhao Yan didn't say anything more, and directly picked out a cyan scabbard, took it in his hand and touched it: "The texture is very rough, but the whole is quite soft, it should be some kind of demon skin." ”

Uncle Ye walked closer and stretched out his finger to point to a few places: "There are three different leather packages on it, so the color is slightly graded, you can see if you look at the sun." ”

Zhao Yan followed and looked at Dangyang, and sure enough, he saw that there was a slight change in the color of the scabbard, but in general, it was cyan: "What kind of material is inside?"

"Jianmu", Uncle Ye smiled.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "You still fool those little cultivators who want to be handsome." ”

Uncle Ye was curious: "How do you know?"

Zhao Yan naturally knew it from Yanzong's books, in fact, the so-called sword wood is a disguise, and it can be regarded as a kind of cultural transmission.

In the earliest days, it was the immortal cultivators who took the initiative to give all the wood used to make sword scabbards as sword wood, with the intention of making the inner and outer meanings of the sword consistent, so as to expect the person who used the sword to be the same as the sword in his hand, and to take the road of a gentleman.

Later, the older generation of immortal cultivators gradually came out of existence, resulting in many younger generation immortal cultivators not knowing the origin of Jianmu at all, so they were pitted by businessmen, and they all thought that Jianmu was a great tree.

Later, the sword wood became more and more mysterious, so that there were even people in the market who flocked to the market with the nonsense of saying that there would be the blessing of the gods, and when the price was high, a so-called sword wood scabbard of good quality could buy a house in the city.

"You also know that I am a demon fairy, so I must be knowledgeable and talented", Zhao Yan smiled.

Uncle Ye held back a smile and said: "Actually, it's wenge wood, it's good that an old man from the countryside can get the leather on it, not to mention, occasionally you can bump into an immortal who has to buy my scabbard." ”

Zhao Yan said softly to Uncle Ye: "Did you see someone coming, so you let your apprentices make a show?"

Uncle Ye smiled and whispered: "There are many people who believe in this set, and when I heard that it was an old store in the countryside, I believed it for five points." ”

"They call it Xiaoxin", Zhao Yan taught Uncle Ye a new word.

Old Uncle Ye frowned and said, "Little fresh?"

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and took out a purple scabbard from the cabinet, and said by the way: "I just like to be different." ”

After the two laughed and talked for a while, Zhao Yan returned to the private school with two swords.

There was no Bai Bao in the house, and he didn't bother to care, probably because he was naughty again.

A few days later, Zhao Yan had lunch and went to the old master's door to take a look, the old master was still in retreat and penance, and there was no sign of waking up, so he returned to the hall to practice, and it didn't take long for Bai Bao to wake up from his cultivation.

"Brother Ayan, the stone statue carved for you at the threshing floor is almost finished, and I want you to go over and take a look," Bai Bao said as he leaned at the door of the hall.

Zhao Yan opened his eyes and saw that Bai Bao was dirty, and there were still a few chicken hairs on the top of his head, and he couldn't help but smile: "You went to the fat aunt's house to make trouble again, you're dirty." ”

Bai Bao's two tentacles on the top of his head swayed back and forth, and said, "No, this time I went to the east of the village, hehe, where the goose eggs are bigger." ”

"Naughty and triumphant, who did you learn from?" Zhao Yan got up from the mat, twisted a few hairs on the top of her head, and tapped her head with his fingers.

Bai Bao grinned and said, "I learned it from Brother Ayan." ”

Zhao Yan lifted her from the ground to his hand, and walked to the water room, while saying: "Wow, if you don't study well, you still rely on your brother to take responsibility, see how I punish you today." ”

Bai Bao sprinkled Jiaojiao in Zhao Yan's palm, rolled around and rubbed all the mud and dust onto Zhao Yan's hand, and said, "Look, Brother Ayan can't learn well now." ”

"Little naïve ghost", Zhao Yan took a towel and gently wiped Bai Bao's body.

"Big Childish Ghost...... Hee-hee...... It's so itchy", Bai Bao was pinched by Zhao Yan until the itch was rolling around in the basin: "Obviously, you can use the qi of heaven and earth to sweep it, but you have to carry Bai Bao into the water to play tricks, it's a big naïve ghost." ”

After that, he raised his little foot and flicked it, and pounced on Zhao Yan with the bath water in the face.

Zhao Yan and Bai Bao quarreled for a while, and said, "Since the stone statue is almost ready, my brother plans to leave Cangzhou and go south tonight." ”

Bai Bao stopped moving, raised his neck to look at Zhao Yan, his expression was a little lost, he was quiet for a while, and then said, "I listen to Brother Ayan's words." ”

"Good", Zhao Yan touched Bai Bao's head, wiped her clean from the water and put it on her shoulder.

Before leaving, Zhao Yan went to the old master's room again, there was no movement except for the sound of gentle breathing, he wanted to say goodbye, but he was afraid that there would be an accident to disturb the old master's retreat, so after standing in silence in front of the door for a while, he turned around and walked outside the courtyard.