Me, Upgraded

Chapter 47
Jianmen, why does this name feel so strange?

Fan Li complained in his heart, and then said to Li Gang: "Since you also know that the spirit gate is closed, why are you looking for me? I am already an ordinary person, and even this spirit sword has nothing but a little bit of hardness. There are other wonders."

Fan Li casually threw the wood to Li Gang, and he searched for it all night just for this spirit sword, so he simply let him enjoy it.

Li Gang took the spirit sword and caressed the lines on it with both hands, his eyes were full of confusion.Since he became literate, he has been practicing swordsmanship under the guidance of his master, in order to ascend to the spiritual gate and become a fairy before the end of the Dharma era.However, even his master, who had worked hard for a year, failed to step into the realm of sword casting, so it was so difficult for him to become a fairy.

Sensing the closing of the spiritual gate, the master cried and shouted like a madman for a whole night, and finally passed out for half a month.After waking up, the master was no longer as radiant as before, and spent his days drinking heavily. He was just an old and dying person.

Although Li Gang is dedicated to seeking immortality, he has not yet fallen too deep. He was able to wake up from the despair of being cut off from the immortal road. However, his master has been pursuing immortality all his life. Although he has not become crazy, he is almost the same.Perhaps, this spirit sword can awaken his spiritual wisdom again, and at least he can enjoy a peaceful old age.

Hearing Li Gang's request, Fan Li immediately agreed: "They are all fellow-minded people, and those who should help must be helped. Besides, I am also curious about what the legendary cultivation sect looks like."

In Fan Li's imagination, the sect of self-cultivation should naturally be a paradise, either majestic or as beautiful as a fairyland.However, what surprised Li Gang was that the so-called Jianmen was actually a dilapidated house. Although the plaque of "Jianmen" was hung on the wall, it looked as old-fashioned as a certain temple and had no momentum.

When I came over, a charter woman was still scolding a young girl: "Your grandparents and grandchildren are so pitiful that I rented it to you cheaply. In the end, I just delayed paying the rent for two months! I have a kind heart, or I would have driven you away long ago." What time is it, do you still open a martial arts gym? Nowadays, if people want to learn, they all learn the fashionable karate and taekwondo, who wants to play swords?"

Poor dignified cultivator, but lost face by a charter woman.Although the girl looked resentful, she still smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie. After a few more days of grace, Brother Gang will pay his salary immediately, and he will pay it back together at that time."

It wasn't until the charterer left that Li Gang dared to come out and said to Fan Li, "I'm laughing."

Cultivation is gone, life has to go on, and practitioners also have to start working in the WTO.It's a pity that Li Gang, who doesn't have any education, can only find jobs like security guards, so his life is naturally very tight.

Seeing Li Gang, the girl ran over with a smile on her face: "Elder brother!"

Yes, this is his little junior sister.Without the cultivation of the little junior sister, it is incomplete.

After the introduction, Fan Li finally had a deeper understanding of the so-called Jianmen.There are only 3 people left in total, the master Baishanren, the senior brother Li Gang, and the junior sister Bai Ling.It is said that Jianmen is already a big sect, and the other small sects may not even have such a small number of people left, and all of them will disappear in the long river of history.

Bai Ling didn't have much obsession with comprehension. He was only a little surprised when he saw the Lingjian and didn't say anything more. His attention was all on Li Gang.Hearing that it was possible to cure grandpa's heart disease, he happily took the wooden sword and went to find grandpa who was drunk on the bed.

"Grandpa, grandpa, senior brother found the spirit sword!"

The old man, who was already in a mess, got up when he heard the word "Lingjian", supported his wobbly body, and walked towards Bai Ling step by step.Bai Ling hurried over and handed the spirit sword over.

The old man's old hands kept rubbing against the wood, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't speak a word.For many years, the spirit sword only existed in the classics of the sect, and no one had ever seen it with their own eyes.At the end of the disciples withered, only he still believed in the ancient legends.It's just that I didn't expect to finally see the spirit sword, but after the spirit gate was closed, it was a trick of fate.

Even so, the old man was still satisfied: "I was right, I was right, there is indeed a sword fairy in the world! Wuwuwu, my 70 years are not a joke, not a joke!"

I don't know who the old man is talking to, but there is already a spirit in his eyes, and he is no longer confused.After Li Gang brought Fan Li in, he tidied up his clothes a little bit, and restored some of the momentum he had back then.

The road to comprehension is long, and those who have achieved it are teachers.So even though the old man was over 70 years old, he still stubbornly insisted on discipleship in front of Fan Li, even more stubborn than Li Gang, and would not listen to what he said.After all, he is an old cultivator, and this set of things is very important, and he is not as free and easy as a young person.

Fan Li endured his embarrassment, and explained in detail how he cultivated immortality.Of course, he didn't mention the strange ability, but only said that he was born with spiritual eyes and could see the existence of spiritual things, so it was so easy to cultivate immortals.By chance and coincidence, he got the sword casting formula again, and only then did he really step into the threshold of comprehension.

Perhaps all cultivators believe in adventures and chances, so they actually believed all these words.

The Baishan people sighed for a while and said: "The spirit gate is closed and the immortal road is cut off, but the obsession in the old man's heart is still lingering in his heart. I don't know if the senior can pass on the sword casting formula to us. Even if we have no chance of immortality, It can also be passed on, and one day, our Jianmen will be able to reproduce the splendor of the past."

Hearing this, Fan Li scratched his head in embarrassment.Seeing Fan Li's appearance, the Baishan people sighed and said, "That's right, the treasures of the immortal family are given to those who are destined to get them. We have no destiny for immortals, and we have no use for seniors. It's normal for seniors not to teach them. It's juniors who are rude. .”

Fan Li quickly shook his hand and said: "No, no. This... I forgot the formula. But don't worry, I remember it is written in a notebook. When I go back and look for it, I will make a copy for you when I find it. Bring it."

As soon as these words came out, the three cultivators were stunned.I forgot, that is the formula for casting a sword! ?Can the things engraved in Jianxiu's bones be forgotten?This is the senior who has broken through the Sword Forging Realm, where can such a careless senior come from?
Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Fan Li became even more embarrassed.Those who get it easily are always not cherished, how could he know how precious this formula is.After all, what a LV2 swordsman can get, no matter how you think about it, it cannot be an advanced cheat.

Speaking of which, this sword sect is so miserable that even the formula for casting swords has been lost, so when they learned that Fan Li was willing to donate the formula, the Baishan people immediately led two apprentices to kneel down and kowtow three times and kowtow nine times, insisting on recognizing Fan Li. Li is the suzerain of Jianmen.

Well, after taking such a casual trip, I got a suzerain Dangdang, and by the way, I also took in a group of disciples and grandchildren.

(End of this chapter)