Chapter 111: A Fool Forges a Sword (Asking for Recommendation Votes)
At night, the moon is enchanting, but busy people have no intention of admiring the brightness of the moon, and those who occasionally look up will be confused by the dazzling splendor of the lanterns.
Regardless of Luoshan, who was still on the itinerary, Li Hao finished wandering every day, bought food and brought it back to the courtyard, and saw that the one-armed old uncle who was rescued at the entrance of the alley that day was no longer lying in a daze, he stood up.
This person is very thin, but he doesn't look thin, because he is very tall and has a thick skeleton, Li Hao, who is about one hundred and eighty centimeters, is several points shorter in front of him.
"Why Save Me"
The voice is hoarse and heavy, revealing this extraordinary charm.
Li Hao sighed that his luck was very good, this person who came down at will, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a person with a story, and threw the roast chicken over.
"Same experience, same interest"
It's over in just eight words, he is a very casual and casual person who does things very casually, and rarely thinks about anything.
Now it's obvious that the other party is extraordinary, and he doesn't bother to ask anything.
The old uncle is a person from the previous era, and he is a figure who stirred up the world in a period with the Holy Stick Venerable.
Legend has it that there were once three saints, one of whom was Uncle Sun, and the other two saints were defeated by him and disappeared.
This old man is the Juggernaut.
After the defeat decades ago, he was seriously injured, and his mental state was muddy all day long, and he rarely had a moment of soberness. Now that he has reached the age of Mu, his body is getting weaker and weaker, and he is about to reach the end of his life. He was also a taciturn man, sitting under the moon and munching on roast chicken.
The night sky resembles a navy blue curtain and is dotted with sparkling stars, which makes people feel intoxicated.
It's a pity that two people are more stuffy in the courtyard than anyone else in this environment.
"What kind of experience is the same?"
"I didn't have a right hand before, and I was a beggar"
The atmosphere was silent again, for a long time, the old man had finished eating the roast chicken, and the two people did not look at each other, one looked at the ground, and the other looked at the sky.
"Your Right Hand"
The old man who looked at the ground asked again.
"I repaired it with a treasure, and it was caused by the husband of the daughter of the sister of the uncle of his distant cousin who was a good friend."
A series of jokes, the old man was dull for a longer time.
After a short period of wakefulness, he was once again in a daze, and his eyes were cloudy and he lay on the ground slowly, like a living dead.
The waking time may be once a day, maybe once every three days, or once every five or six days, there is no accurate time, if it is not for the former grandmaster martial artist, the strengthening of the body with his strength, he would have starved to death.
From his hometown little by little, he came to the capital in his sober time, for the last time of his life, to challenge the Holy Stick Venerable Sun Bo again, he knew that he was likely to be defeated again, but instead of rotting away, it was better to die vigorously in battle.
The ultimate mystery was created, and the power in the body was condensed into one point, and it took decades to gather momentum, just to challenge the sword again.
He even had to touch the fourth-order level, but unfortunately the limitations of the world, he would never be able to touch it, and the life span was about to end, and the body with no vitality was used to break through.
A few days later,
When the old man woke up from his state of confusion, he found himself lying on a clean and comfortable bed, with no hunger and no peculiar smell, indicating that he was taken care of every day.
"You're awake, there's still some food on the table, so you don't need me to feed you."
Li Hao, who was sitting in the courtyard, saw the old man come out, and didn't ask anything, just simply told him that there was something to eat.
"Hmm"
The response was simple, very little, just one word.
There was a pomegranate tree in the yard, it bloomed, one by one like flame-like stamens, and it had four hard petals on its head, and these four petals gradually grew, and the flowers were red, and the wind blew a faint fragrance, and even butterflies and bees were found.
Suddenly, Li Hao's body under the tree suddenly bloomed with a terrifying will of a strange, twisted, and dark sword.
The butterflies and bees flew away, and the affected old people also came out.
"Crazy Martial Arts"
In a few breaths, Li Hao returned to normal, looked at the old man, listened to the other party's words, very plain, and had no disdain.
"Sometimes, something, you need to go crazy"
Of course he knew it was crazy, and now from time to time he would occasionally fall into that distorted mental state, causing a burst of power,
Handing over the sword to the captain is also to further reduce the impact of this sword intent on himself, in order to be able to forget the sword.
But it's too hard.
Li Hao does not regret choosing to release this power, and does not regret comprehending this power, because relatively speaking, being able to fight and celebrate with his partners is worth it for him, and he does not hesitate to go crazy.
"It seems that we have a little bit in common"
The old man agreed with the other party's words, had the same experience, and was the same kind of person.
The two people didn't understand each other, just a brief conversation, in the clouds, it was very wonderful.
"Where's your sword?"
"This kind of sword needs to be forgotten, so I lost it, and I was looking for a new one"
Under the pomegranate tree, a lot of butterflies and bees flew again.
"The sword is not sought, but you create yourself"
"Hmm~ That's it."
I don't know what kind of secret method the old man used, his body quickly became stronger, and his withered face turned from gray to ruddy.
Once this secret method is used, he will only have a lifespan of three days, and the advantage is that during these three days, his mind will always be awake.
When you run the whole body with the power that has been condensed into one point, you will feel the power that you have not seen for a long time, familiar and unfamiliar.
"Follow me"
"Oh, okay"
The casual old man didn't say where to go, and the casual Li Hao didn't ask where he was going.
The two of them went to a blacksmith's workshop and took the place.
The old man took out a piece of fiery iron from the hearth bell with iron tongs in his left hand, and put it back again after looking at it a few times as if he was not satisfied.
Stepping on the bellows, the fire in the furnace suddenly soared, and the flames went straight up.
"Help"
"Okay"
When he took out the red-hot iron with iron tongs again, he was very satisfied with it after a few looks, and handed it to Li Hao.
The old man picked up the hammer with his left hand and smashed it at the iron block on the anvil, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound was very rhythmic, and the movements seemed to be natural.
When he was still in the rivers and lakes, he was a blacksmith and a swordsmith, and he wanted to forge a sword for Li Hao.
"Weapons, with the participation of the user in the casting, will quickly become like a body"
"Oh~~"
The process of casting a sword is very complicated, to take materials, beat embryos, forming, polishing, quenching, etc., often the formation of a sword takes months, or even years.
In this world, the strong like to use their skills to nourish and strengthen their weapons little by little, rather than directly creating powerful weapons.
Therefore, the old man forged a sword for Li Hao, not only because he didn't have enough time, but also because he was originally only casting a sword embryo, a framework of sword intent, to accelerate the process of his comprehension of new sword intent, which has the effect of enlightenment, not for him to have it directly.