Chapter 122: Wooden Sword

Du Feng gently walked towards the source of the sound, only to find a little boy squatting in the corner, fiddling with something. It's like tying up a wooden stick with a rope, and the end is sharpened with something I don't know what to use.

"What are you doing?" Du Feng suddenly asked behind the child.

"Ahh He let out a sigh, "It's my brother." So early, you were okay yesterday. ”

"Well, it's fine. Can you tell my brother conveniently, what are you doing?" Du Feng bent down and gently touched his head.

"Well, no. The child squirmed and refused to speak.

"Is it a secret?" Du Feng smiled.

"Well, secret. No, not really. The child shook his head and pursed his lips, but his hand refused to let go of the stick.

"Is it a weapon?" Du Feng asked seemingly casually.

"No! no!" the boy waved his hand in fright, and the stick fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Oh, no. Is it a tool that heroes use to protect anyone?" Du Feng saw through the child's mind at a glance, and changed his question.

"Hmm. I'm going to protect Grandpa. The child nodded, but felt that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand. "Don't be nervous, my brother is not a bad person. Came here just to find a big sister you saw her portrait yesterday. Du Feng squatted down and tried to show his friendliness.

"Pull the hook!"

"Retractor. ”

"The big brother also hooked up with me before, so I told him. ”

"Tell what?"

"Shhhh Someone is trying to kill my grandfather. ”

What! Du Feng's heart set off a stormy wave, could it be! If it is true, then it is terrible!

"Then where is your grandfather? Ann is not safe?" Du Feng was shocked and continued to ask.

"Can't tell you. The child said vigilantly.

"Okay, don't ask. And what about your grandfather to you...... , that's good. ”

"Of course, but ......"

The child's face suddenly turned from excitement to loss, Du Feng saw that something was wrong, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what's going on lately. My grandfather has become very strange, and he doesn't know me anymore. The child lowered his head and became even more frustrated.

"Don't worry. It's going to be fine. ”

"Will you help me?"

"Yes. Du Feng touched the child's head again and hugged him into his arms, "It'll be fine." ”

"So be it. My brother will make you a wooden sword. After a while, Du Feng let go of the child. Hearing Du Feng say this, the child was overjoyed. He nodded excitedly, "Okay!"

Du Feng looked at the wood he picked up, and there were still one or two that could be used. Du Feng picked out the best one, pondered it, it's over, it's too early. I don't have a short knife, so if I take out the inscription knife, will it scare him?

Du Feng hehe said twice, carefully took the storage bag behind him, and took out the big sword. When the child saw Du Feng's big sword, his mouth was about to dislocate. This is a sword, so big! My brother has so much strength.

"Wait, I'm going to work fast. Du Feng turned around, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and got busy. Because of curiosity, the child also ran over and squatted on Du Feng's side to watch. Du Feng was afraid of injuring him by mistake, and his range of movements was always very small. But it's okay, slow work makes fine work.

An hour later, a more satisfying wooden sword was born. This is not the first time Du Feng has made a wooden sword, since his master gave him a wooden sword, Du Feng has been trying to make one himself. And this one is the one he is most satisfied with at present. Du Feng put away the big sword and handed the wooden sword to the child.

The child held the wooden sword and gestured excitedly in the air. Du Feng stood up straight, just crossed his waist and looked at him, remembering his childhood. Dancing and dancing, the child suddenly stopped and looked at Du Feng questioningly.

"What's wrong?"

"It's good-looking, and it's very good-looking. However, it broke when it was knocked. ”

Du Feng was almost suffocated by this sentence, this kid is really good. Du Feng coughed dryly twice and said, "This is not over yet." And the last process, you give it to me. ”

The child obediently handed over the wooden sword to Du Feng. Du Feng took the wooden sword, silently recited the mantra, and injected a piece of his own spiritual power into the wooden sword. This is the spiritual power that he has used to infuse all of his current cultivation. Although it was not as good as Master's white wooden sword, it was still tougher and sharper than any sword in the mortal world. This thing can be used as a beginner disciple's primary cultivation weapon.

"You take it, be careful. It's sharp. I'll make you a scabbard out of the remaining wood. Du Feng handed over the wooden sword to the child, and did not forget to tell him to be careful.

"Really?" the child was a little incredulous.

"Of course. You try to cut it at the pillar standing next to you. ”

The child was suspicious, and walked aside according to Du Feng's words. He slashed at the half-half pillar. He didn't dare to push too hard, but the wooden sword still easily cut off the pillar.

"That's amazing!" the child jumped for joy again. Du Feng also smiled with relief when he saw the child's appearance. He tilted his head and continued to scabbard his sword.

The child walked up to Du Feng gently, "Brother, are you an immortal?"

"Huh?" Du Feng was taken aback by this question. This kid actually knows this. Du Feng touched his head, "No, my brother is just a cultivator." It's still far from the immortals. ”

"Oh. The child replied as if he didn't understand, squatting to the side and looking at Du Feng.

Half an hour later, a delicate scabbard was also made. After Du Feng also injected spiritual power, he handed over the scabbard to the child. Putting the sword into the scabbard, the child turned around happily twice, and shouted, "Thank you, brother!"

"Oh, yes. You see, I forgot. I haven't asked you what your name is. Du Feng sat on the ground and looked at him with satisfaction.

"Xi'er, where's my brother?"

"Du Feng. ”

"Du Feng...... , from then on, I will call you Brother Du Feng. ”

"Okay. ”

"By the way, where do you usually hide, take me there, I haven't been there for the night. ”

"Let's go, I'll take you. ”

The child walked happily in front, and Du Feng followed behind, thinking about something. If this child is really the grandson of the second master, then a breakthrough should be found in Xi'er.

Xi'er led Du Feng to a dilapidated house, where he carefully pushed open a broken urn with only one bottom left, and then lifted a wooden plank. A hole in the ground was revealed. Du Feng and Xi'er went down to the cave, and the light inside was very dim, and only the entrance of the cave had light to attract it.

"Aren't you stuffy here? Du Feng looked at the surrounding environment and asked with some concern.