Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 138 Magical Soldiers
Zhujian Villa occupies a large area. Entering from the main entrance is a hard stone square paved with white marble bricks. After passing through the hall and patio, and crossing the corridor on the left, it is the place where the guests live.

There are many rockery and strange rocks in that area, and bamboo and plum trees. In March and April every year, the fragrance is fragrant, and the path winds and slant among the grass and bushes, connecting the guest rooms and courtyards.

In one of the courtyards, Guan Luoyang was sitting idle by a round stone table, holding a holy fist scroll in his hands. Groups of butterflies flew from the other side of the courtyard, and when they touched Guan Luoyang's body, they faintly turned into dots. The fine awns flowed under the robe, converging and engulfing his eyes.

The little Taoist next to him is practicing.

Among the three secret books left by Xue Longzi, there is only one set of unarmed fighting moves - "Thirteen Hands of Flying Snow and White Rainbow", but this set of kung fu mainly focuses on retracting hidden weapons. It's too light and nimble, but not stable enough, even if you hit an enemy with equal internal strength, it may be difficult to win with just one or two palms.

But now the little Taoist practiced this set of fist and palm kung fu, probing upward with the hand, grasping with the backhand, flying up and down, grasping and tearing with both arms, wide open and close palms, mixed with continuous, chasing the wind and chasing the moon. Grappling technique.

Even during the ups and downs of the steps, the heels and toes are as sharp as attacking the enemy's lower body and breaking bones and joints.

This was obviously modified by Guan Luoyang.

It's still in the morning, after the little Taoist has memorized this set of kung fu, it's the most energetic time to practice recently.

He was just halfway through practicing this time, when Guan Luoyang by the table moved his ears slightly, and suddenly said, "Practice basic skills instead."

As soon as this word spread, the golden butterflies that had flown in an endless stream also became sparse, and soon there were only the last three or two, attached to the corner of Guan Luoyang's clothes, dispersing and blending into the body and mind.

The little Taoist is no stranger to such a spectacle. He knows that these butterflies are all produced by the elder brother who lies down and sleeps in the yard. The elder brother spends a long time chatting with people. There will be butterflies flying out.

With a groan, he spread his feet shoulder-width apart, his shoulders slack and his elbows dropped. He stood not far from an old plum tree, facing the wall, about five feet apart, breathed out slowly, and issued a palm. .

A gust of cold wind rushed over, and it exploded softly on the wall, a bowl-sized piece of frost spread, and the frosty white color was quite conspicuous on the blue-gray stone bricks.

Xia Qing hooked back with his left hand, and slapped it with his right palm, another gust of wind pounced on the wall, hitting the area where the frost spread.

That piece of frost was cracked, and most of it fell off, revealing the slightly moist color of the frozen masonry below.

This basic skill was also Guan Luoyang's guidance.

Xia Qing was required to exert all his icy power every time he slapped his left hand, so that the frost would condense on the place where the palm wind hit, but when he slapped his right hand, he had to restrain the cold air, and only rely on the strong wind inspired by pure internal force to condense all the frost. Knock down.

In this way, the left and right hands are practiced in turn, and after the final right palm is practiced, there is no trace of frost left on the wall before it is considered a pass.

It's a pity that Xia Qing's power control is not so subtle, there is no way to ensure that each palm will just remove all the frost from the previous palm, so that the frost marks on the wall are getting thicker and thicker.

When the large criss-crossed white ice flowers spread more than half a foot in diameter, someone stood outside the courtyard and said with a smile, "Are some nephews and nephews living in it?"

Guan Luoyang put away the scroll, stood up and said, "Master Wu?"

Wu Pingqiang stepped over the courtyard gate: "It's the old man."

With a glance, he saw Xia Qing practicing palms there, the wind blowing in his palms, and the accumulation of frost marks. It really was the foundation of the glacier sect's inner strength that couldn't be more authentic.At Xia Qing's age, the three sons he taught so carefully may not have such a pure foundation.

"After a few decades ago, Bingchuan's old friends wandered all over the rivers and lakes. It's embarrassing that they can't meet each other in old age. But seeing him today has a disciple like you, I really envy this old man."

Wu Pingqiang looked at Guan Luoyang while talking.

This person has clear features, bright eyes, and a handsome and strong figure. The white ink-painted robe draped over his body does not show much leisure and elegance, only an aura of vigor and wings ready to fly.

It's just that it's all right to look at it like this. Wu Pingqiang moved his eyes silently to his eyes, and when he wanted to see more carefully, he suddenly felt the vigor of the other party's body, which made him tremble slightly between his brows and eyelashes.

Guan Luoyang smiled and said, "Master Wu, what can you do?"

Wu Pingqiang was stunned for a moment, the vain thoughts in his mind, after such a real meeting, suddenly felt a little boring for some reason.

Such a young and outstanding person inexplicably reminded him of him, like a handful of fresh snow, a sword freshly washed from red flames.

The other party has always been forging himself. As a swordsmith, if he doesn't even have this vision, then wrapping those vulgar black silk and miscellaneous threads layer by layer to disturb the refinement of the sword, wouldn't it be ridiculous?
"what."

Wu Pingqiang shook his head and smiled, resolutely abandoned those pretentious temptations, and went straight to the point, "Is the jade snow dragon ringing around you, can I let the old man take a look?"

"Don't worry, the old man's reputation for decades still can't afford to lose this old face to take things from the younger generation by force. If the things are really here, if you borrow the old man to have a look, the old man can give you two famous swords, or take you Go and watch with your own eyes a magic weapon that is about to be accomplished."

When he said the last sentence, his eyebrows were raised, and his spirit was flying high, "There are tens of thousands of people in the world. In the past hundred years, except for the old man, maybe you are the only ones who have this opportunity to see the scene before the release of a magic weapon."

There are eight hundred famous swords in Jianghu. If you count the famous and rare ones that have been handed down in ancient times and have all kinds of anecdotes, the number is even more difficult to calculate.

However, only weapons that can be "soldiered" can be called magical weapons. The number of such weapons in the Central Plains since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period may not necessarily count thirty pieces, except for those that have been destroyed. There are only a handful of magic soldiers.

The term Bingjie has a long history. It originally refers to people who seek immortality and Taoism, and use weapons to get rid of the Tao. They use swords and swords to destroy the body, abandon the body, and let the spotless spirit be detached.

During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, some people who did not understand martial arts and talked about metaphysics who were possessed by demons also pursued the solution of corpses and soldiers. suicide.

And the military solution in martial arts is serious, it refers to dissolving and merging the magic weapon into the body, not only does not abandon the body, but it is greatly beneficial to refine the body.

Dissolving a magic weapon into the body can make the blood and energy clean, and the meridians and bones all faintly transform, possessing the unique properties of the magic weapon itself, almost transcending the mundane.

For example, Laojun Mountain has the Wuwei Excalibur, and the five-color treasure seal and two imaginary weapons, each with extraordinary abilities.

Treasures like the Jade Snow Dragon Ring and the Heavenly Jade Mirror have unique effects that far exceed those of ordinary weapons. The reason why they cannot be called magical weapons is because these two things cannot be disintegrated into the body. .

Therefore, the appearance of a real magic weapon before it is released is indeed a wonder that is hard to find in the world.

Guan Luoyang is also very curious. There are weapons that can be integrated into the body at the reincarnation base, and some power systems such as the absolute double-edged "Blaze" and the Void Genome of the Guilty Crown, even if they are two-star Level, can come up with similar things.

However, in a world of martial arts, it is very interesting in his heart to forge such a magical weapon. If there is a chance, he really wants to take a look.

Guan Luoyang pondered for a while, then took out the Jade Snow Dragon Ring.

After Gu Lanxiang left, Guan Luoyang kept this thing in his own hands for the rest of the time, except that Xia Qing was instilling some zhenqi every day.

As soon as Wu Pingqiang saw this long-lost treasure of the Glacier School, he couldn't help showing a little excitement in his expression. After receiving this thing, he stared at it as if he was treating a part of his own life.

His expression calmed down, he was slightly lost, and he was so focused that he completely forgot about foreign objects.

Tianshan Snow Ridge, Glacier Lipai.

At that time, the young glacier disciples would climb through the clouds and mists halfway up the mountain, and go to the top of the cliff to practice swordsmanship.

At sunrise, looking at it with extreme eyesight, thousands of majestic and majestic mountain peaks have become like new shoots, with a little tip sticking out amidst the clouds and mist.

When that round of red sun rises, there will be a moment of darkness, surrounded by the highest peaks, dyeing the sea of ​​clouds into a cloud of heaven and earth.

The icicles and ice edges formed on the stones on the top of the cliff are like yushuqionghua, shining with colorful brilliance.

At that time, the disciples who are equivalent to brothers and sisters will wander in a moment of silence and look up at the sun until the sun becomes dazzling again and they cannot look directly at it.

The clouds are gone, the glacier is gone.

At the end of March, in a courtyard with plum blossom trees.

Wu Pingqiang raised his head half-sighing, his face was reminiscing, playing like a child, and raised the Jade Snow Dragon Ring to the sun.

He stretched his arms as far as he could, and raised his head, not knowing whether he was looking at the jade ring or the sunlight in the ring.

The eyes of a first-class master, even if they look directly at the noon sun, it doesn't matter.

He blinked, and some characters suddenly appeared in his eyes.

It was just at this moment, when the sun directly shone through Yuhuan, and then it was something that could only be seen when it shone into the eyes, blurred and ancient light and shadow, concise and concise, but also inconsistent.

How can gold and quartz flowers be dominated by others, taking lives and killing them, ridiculing popular customs, No. 1 is all over the world, No. [-] is unheard of in the world, if there is no No. [-] and No. [-], how can it be the top honor? Fools, fools, so ridiculous people……

It seems to be just some words and sentences randomly carved by an old man to complain, but even this kind of complaint must be hidden in the dragon ring that the world regards as a treasure with extremely delicate techniques.

Wu Pingqiang didn't blink his eyes, looked at it, put down the jade ring, and said: "Come with me."

He immediately strode out of the courtyard, stepping on the tip of the blade of grass without touching the ground, and hurried away like riding the wind.

Guan Luoyang pulled Xia Qing up and followed behind without any effort.

The disciples guarding the back mountain of Zhujian Villa were a little at a loss when they saw their old master performing lightness kung fu and came in a hurry, followed by two unfamiliar faces.

A guard disciple was about to step forward to ask Guan Luoyang and the others a few words, when suddenly Wu Pingqiang in front of him threw a soft force without looking back, and pushed the guard disciple away.

Everyone immediately understood what he meant, and they all stepped out of the way, watching in surprise as Guan Luoyang and the others stepped into the important place of Zhujian Villa.

The strange thing is that on the road from Zhujian Villa to the back mountain, there are guard disciples everywhere. At the beginning, the hands are quite strict, but the further you go to the back mountain, the fewer people there are.

Moreover, the positions of the guards have become weird, and they are not between any important roads. They seem to be just randomly patrolling the mountains and fields, so that people can't tell which road leads directly to the real sword-making place.

Of course, Guan Luoyang and the others had Wu Pingqiang to lead the way, so there was no need to worry about this.

After crossing the hillside, they didn't go to the high place. They made a detour, turned sharply down, and reached the foot of the mountain.

There is a deep pool at the foot of the mountain, on which boulders lie horizontally, and the rocks are as if cut by a knife.

Wu Pingqiang didn't stop walking, and jumped into the pool directly.

Guan Luoyang paused for a moment before following in.

Because he brought a little Taoist priest with him, he used his skills to drive away the water flow around him, creating a dry spherical space under the water, and relying on the means of affecting gravity, he allowed the sphere to sink and chase after Wu Pingqiang.

This pool of water looks faintly blue underwater, but the water quality is exceptionally clear, and it seems that there are no traces of fish, shrimp and crabs.

Wu Pingqiang dived all the way, selected the target with ease, and swam towards the gap between the boulders.

It is said to be a gap, but the size is actually like a deep tunnel. If you want to explore it, it is more than enough to accommodate one or two people.

Guan Luoyang followed closely behind, his eyes flickering as he looked at the passage.

There is no trace of artificial excavation here, it is purely a natural creation.

During the long period of thousands of years, the flowing water eroded the rock mass, and even dissolved and peeled off some of the rocks, creating this kind of passage hidden at the bottom of the pool. Generally speaking, there must be a magical ax at the other end of this passage cave.

Sure enough, after passing through this passage, Wu Pingqiang began to rise in the water.

There was a splash of water, and the three of them broke through the water one after another and stepped onto the wet rock.

There is a huge iron furnace in this wide cave. A small part of the furnace is sunken under the rock, and one side is close to the rock wall. As a stability, the furnace body just exposed to the rock surface is still nearly one person high.

It's hard to imagine how such a stove was brought in.

There is no spare firewood here, nor can you hear the sound of burning, but there is a scorching red light from the stove.

Wu Pingqiang looked at the stove, but didn't go forward immediately, his body shook slightly, and a cloud of water mist rose from his clothes.

Guan Luoyang could see clearly that it wasn't fog at all, but that the moisture inside the clothes had been condensed into extremely tiny ice particles, which were then shaken out from the gaps in the materials of the clothes.

Using this method to dry the clothes without freezing them to pieces, Wu Pingqiang's glacial mentality has been practiced in the secret book left by Xue Longzi, the so-called "Yuan Hanyuan Qi, superb" realm is about to come. It has reached the level of cathode and yang.

Judging from the annotation marks Xue Longzi left in the cheat book, even at the peak of his life, he did not touch this step.

Wu Pingqiang handed over the Jade Snow Dragon Ring: "Lun Gong protects the front door, and when you get close to the crystal chip, you can see the scene in the stove."

"You guys go and watch it now, the old man is going to complete this magical weapon today!"

Guan Luoyang took the jade snow dragon ring and approached the stove.

There is an octagonal crystal on the surface of the stove, which is crystal clear and not afraid of high temperatures.

After he approached, he looked through the crystal, and finally knew where the red light came from. It turned out that there were many densely packed, honeycomb-like tiny holes on the side where the furnace was connected to the rock wall.

The high temperature is all flowing into the furnace from the hole, and it is not known whether it is someone burning the fire on the other side of the rock wall, or this treasure land in the mountain, there is something strange about it, which can attract the temperature of the ground fire.

The internal structure of the furnace is very delicate, and there are some pipes around the small holes, guiding the flames, surrounding the entire furnace wall, and spraying out from the other side.

In this way, the flame in the furnace is similar to a vortex, and the temperature is almost uniform everywhere.

And a clumsy, blunt, non-edged sword about four feet long was placed on a slant in the furnace.

(End of this chapter)