Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 139
The green-golden sword, in the process of continuous melting, seemed to be sweating, and many tiny metal droplets flowed out, but they did not slip off the sword body, but sank into the sword body after flowing for a certain distance. more pure.

Xia Qing raised her toes, watched those tiny drops of liquid swimming and returning, and couldn't help opening her mouth wide.

Although Guan Luoyang didn't know much about casting, he could tell that the quality of the whole sword was infinitely tending towards a self-circulating, flawless and perfect meaning.

He turned around and asked, "Villa Master Wu, it seems that you got some inspiration from Yuxue Dragon Ring just now?"

"Haha, there are no cheats in this dragon ring, it's just a concept of the patriarch, but it just happened to make the old man figure it out."

Wu Pingqiang looked at the stove and said, "Ten years ago, the old man collected all the materials, spent ten years of hard work, forged and extracted them in different categories, and merged them into one stove. In fact, since the beginning of this year, this magical weapon has been separated Once it’s out of the oven, there’s only one last step left.”

"This last process is just to establish the direction for this magical weapon. For example, the five-color seal can change the five elements, the Wuwei sword can turn gas into ink, and the Tanhua Zen staff can forge iron like mud. These are their unique directions. The foundation of this magical weapon in the furnace is complete, and it only needs a little guidance, and similar magical powers can be born immediately."

"It's just that the types that I can think of, whether it's making it extremely sharp, or making it control fire, or making it change between hard and soft, seem to be too ordinary, not outstanding enough to be satisfactory."

Guan Luoyang wondered: "Then now you think of a more unique ability than other magic soldiers?"

"good."

The smile on Wu Pingqiang's face seemed to be enlightened, "The emperor, the minister, the assistant, the tiger, the leopard, the fowl and the sheep. Every magical weapon in the world today is the emperor, the master, and the king of beasts, and no one is willing to take the position of assistant. "

"The old man will make it a unique and thorough assistant."

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At noon, Lu Pingdong's courtyard received the news that Wu Pingqiang had returned to the back mountain and that there were two people accompanying him.

He immediately sent someone to inquire about the identities of those two people. He heard that they were descendants of the Glacier Sect back then, and they were of the same origin as the Jianjian Villa, so he didn't take it seriously. Wang Hou, his expression couldn't help but become a little ugly. .

This expert from the Lu family in Chang'an realized what was hidden in the news that he had disdainfully ignored.He sent out all his entourage, and he himself came forward to understand the whole thing that happened nearby. While frowning for Huo Luo Dao's actions, he was also worried about the existence of Guan Luoyang.

After leaving Zhao Wangui's place where he was recuperating, Lu Pingdong unknowingly embarked on the road to the back mountain again, wandering several times.

A descendant of the Glacier faction who is not far from the master, if he gets a magic weapon, he can almost resist the master. With such a junior by his side, would Wu Pingqiang sell the magic weapon?
But this junior was not cultivated by himself, and perhaps he was not so close and trusting.

After all, the value of Yuehua elixir is not easily comparable.

Lu Pingdong was restless and confused, secretly thinking of raising the price, he ignored the people from Zhujian Villa who invited him to the lunch, but fortunately, half an hour later, he saw Guan Luoyang and the little Taoist, Came down from the back hill.

Not to mention whether the magic weapon has been released, if a first-class master wants to disintegrate the magic weapon into the body, it will take at least 36 hours to use his true energy and sort out communication.

Since Guan Luoyang came out at this time, Lu Pingdong felt a little certain about it.

Xia Qing was taken by Guan Luoyang, passed by here, and after walking a long way, looked back, turned around as if surprised, held Guan Luoyang's sleeve and whispered: "Senior brother, that man's eyes are so fierce, he is still staring at us Woolen cloth."

Guan Luoyang glanced sideways, remembering what Anfeiyu said yesterday when he came back, he already knew it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, he may just be a bit fierce, or he is jealous that the two of us can visit in advance. After a while, when the magic weapon was cast, he could go and watch it, so he wouldn't be staring at us like this."

Lu Pingdong's expression changed, hasn't that magical weapon really been cast yet?

After returning to the courtyard, Guan Luoyang asked Xia Qing to go back to his room for lunch, while he sat in the courtyard for a while.

What he said just now was completely fooling people.

After figuring it out, Wu Pingqiang actually completed the last process of the magic weapon in only half an hour, but it still needs more than half a day to wait for it to cool down.

Guan Luoyang tapped on the table lightly with his fingers, thinking in his heart, wondering if the method of mind can be exchanged for that magical weapon?

The date agreed by Anfeiyu and the various factions is just two days later, when the time comes, the various factions will attack their Huluodao sub-altar that is difficult to move for a while.

Guan Luoyang and the others had to be ready to help before then.

Guan Luoyang thought about the matter in Zhujian Villa, it would be best to settle it within these two days.

Even he was moved. Those who were originally thinking, heard that outsiders had been to the back mountain, so naturally they couldn't help but feel a little bit of urgency.

Therefore, those guests who love to be quiet and don't care about the affairs of Huo Luo Dao also participated in the banquet that night very rarely.

The venue for the dinner is on the patio.

In the square sky, a crescent moon hangs on the east side, the stars are dotted, and the sky is cloudless.

There are about 32 short tables placed in the southeast, northwest, and the backs are covered with silk cushions. Naturally, there are far more people from each family, but those servants will not sit. If there are elders here, those younger generations The disciples are just standing by.

Therefore, these 32 short cases are more than enough, allowing everyone to choose.

The silk and bamboo were played, and the evening breeze was blowing, and many guests took their seats.

Under the light of the lantern in the corridor, Wu Weiyang glanced this way.

In fact, since the invitations were sent out, the luncheons and dinners at Zhujian Villa have been held every day, but only some lively and wine-loving Jiang Hu people will participate every time. Many people prefer to dine in the courtyard of the guest room.

It's the first time that they got together as much as this evening.

This year's Famous Sword Conference, there will be a magic weapon appearing, it is a matter of everyone's tacit understanding, everyone has their own determination, and it is not too late to wait until the fifth day of May.

Even those sects that wanted to retaliate against Huo Luo Dao might not return to the Sword Forging Villa after taking action, and take part in the grand event with the momentum of victory.

But now it seems that with Lu Pingdong's tough meeting and secret negotiations, and Wu Pingqiang taking people to the back mountain, all parties are inevitably a little bit impatient, and there will be some twists and turns in advance tonight.

Wu Weiyang couldn't tell for a while, whether he should look forward to be proud, or should be worried, so he had to direct the disciples in Zhuangzhong to serve the wine and food.

A row of disciples holding trays just passed through the corridor, and another disciple from the mountain village with an empty hand and a sword on his waist passed by those people, hurried over, and said anxiously: "Second young master, there is a man outside the villa who claims to be It's Xu Boyuan, asking to see the owner?"

Wu Weiyang felt that the name sounded familiar, she was thinking about it in her mind, and asked casually: "Why is there still someone here so late? What kind of dress?"

The disciple said: "Sloppy and sloppy, there seems to be blood on the body, but it is vaguely a Taoist robe, and there is an old man on the back."

"Dao robe?!"

Wu Weiyang seemed to think of someone, but before he could say anything, there was a burst of shouting from outside.

The first sound of shock came from the main entrance of the villa, accompanied by a faint groan of swords, and at the same time, there was a burst of wind from outside the door.

The roaring sounds of the Dingfeng Sword unsheathed by the disciples in the villa were all left behind by the sound of the violent wind.

A figure in a Taoist robe with a person on his back flew towards the courtyard from the ridge of the roof, Wu Weiyang didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly got up to intercept it.

Jiang Jiusi looked up, his face suddenly changed.

"stop!!!"

With a flash of his figure, a long sword with a sheath suddenly appeared in the air, and Wu Weiyang was slapped away with the sword.

Jiang Jiusi's sword was too hasty, and his true energy didn't even have time to infuse and protect the whole sword.

After he caught the figure in Taoist robe and fell, a cloud of smoke rose from the scabbard that was rubbing violently with the air, and a fire actually started.

Jiang Jiusi didn't care about the flames at all, and asked the Taoist in shock, "Prince Huxian, what's going on, who hurt you?"

He glanced at the old figure lying on the Taoist priest's back, and was so shocked that his voice trembled, "Really Yu Tu!!"

Everyone here was still confused about the situation, and there are many Taoist priests who are known as Huxian in the world, but when the words Yu Tuzhen came out, almost everyone stood up in shock.

Lu Pingdong knocked over the drink on the table in front of him, strode forward, and shouted: "What are you talking about, Yu Tuzhen?!"

The Great Tang worshiped Taoism, and there were thousands of Taoist priests, but only a few of them could be called real people. Only Laojunshan could have such a title recognized by the government and the public.

The faint old man on the back of Taoist Priest Xu Boyuan, who seems to have passed out, is the previous head teacher of Laojun Mountain, Yu Tu.

(End of this chapter)