Our cultivator in the village

Chapter 62
Master Ling Jue swallowed the "rootless tears" refined by Weijiang, and breathed out three big Zhoutian, his old face like a hickory slowly showed a trace of rosy, and a head of withered white hair started from the root , Faintly turning black.

Like a dry old locust tree without a single leaf, when the spring breeze blows in March, it can be seen with the naked eye that a new branch emerges from the withered branch, and the green buds are ready to bloom.

This old locust tree is slowly coming back to life.

Elder Tianxin nodded and said, "Junior Sister, this erysipelas is finally cured."

Master Ling Jue looked at Wei Jiang with sunken old eyes, and said, "I'm not mistaken about you, you kid is capable!"

Wen Muqing threw herself into Master Ling Jue's arms, and burst into tears: "Master, how are you!"

Tang Xiaoxian scratched his head and smiled silly.

If it was in the past, Master Ling Jue would seldom swear a few words of hypocrisy. At this time, the old woman caressed Wen Muqing's black hair and said with a smile, "I'm fine. When I was young, my hair was about the same as yours!"

Elder Tianxin and Elder Guiyun put their hands behind their backs, followed by Weijiang.

Wei Jiang was very dog-legged, busy coaxing the two teachers.

"Let's go to Brother Master Zhang. Senior Brother Qingxuan has something to say." Elder Gui Yun suddenly said, "Wei Jiang, you have made a great contribution to our sect!"

Wei Jiang was taken aback, is this the rhythm of rewards?

Not a moment later, he arrived at the Chengxin Hall of Returning to Xifeng.

Sure enough, Master Qingxuan said to Wei Jiang: "You child, how can the old man reward you?"

Wei Jiang smiled, and said in his heart——call you old man, dare you agree?
Wei Jiang rolled his eyes and said, "Does Guiyi have any good weapons? The silver gun in my hand is still given to me by Senior Brother Jingzhao! It's short and small, and I feel embarrassed Take it out and see people!"

Master Qingxuan said with a smile: "You child, you are under Junior Brother Guiyun's sect, and you didn't learn the true art of forging well, and you can't make weapons well by yourself, so why do you want to find one from Guiyun?"

"Senior brother is very true-this iron-headed hozen has an unstable mind. Now that he has learned the alchemy method, he may be interested in forging again one day. So the old man has always wanted him to train his own soldiers, otherwise he will learn from others. The weapons you get are not refined by yourself, so they lack spirituality and have poor induction, so they are not easy to use."

Elder Gui Yun continued: "So, Junior Brother has never made any good weapons for him. How about according to what Senior Brother said, the old Taoist will personally go out and refine a good weapon for him?"

"No," Master Qingxuan said with a smile: "Since you have opened your mouth, if the old man doesn't give him some rewards, this child will definitely gossip about the old man's right and wrong, and say that the old man is stingy."

"Also, I forgive you for not being able to refine this old dao's big sword!" Master Qingxuan laughed loudly.

Master Qingxuan flicked his cuffs, and a big knife appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that the color of this knife was black, about nine feet long, and the handle was more than seven feet long. On the long handle, the pattern of a dragon swallowing the moon was densely engraved.

Look at the length of the blade, which is one foot and five inches long. The blade is curved and convex.There is a front on the back of the knife, and there are three concave tooth gaps between the front and the tip of the blade. A little cold light condenses in the middle of the high burnt blade on the blade, as if flowing continuously.

After all, Wei Jiang has been staying in Tianxin Peak for more than half a year, and he has been exposed to it, and has some small insights. Judging by the momentum of this sword, it is known that it is not ordinary.

Wei Jiang felt ecstatic in his heart, and said joyfully, "Teacher Daoist, is this for me?"

Qingxuan said: "Go and get it, if you can afford it, it's yours. If you can't afford it, then this knife has nothing to do with you."

Wei Jiang thought to himself that although the sword was long, even if it was made of black iron, it would only weigh more than 100 catties.Of course, ordinary people can't use a sword that weighs more than a hundred catties, but it is common for cultivators.

So he stretched out his hand to pick it up, Qingxuan smiled slightly, thinking everywhere, the big knife fell out of thin air.

There was only a bang, and Wei Jiang sat down firmly on the ground.This big knife was placed across Wei Jiang's body, and Wei Jiang's bones creaked under the pressure, and one of his ribs was probably broken.

Wei Jiang yelled: "Oh my god, this knife is so heavy, it might weigh a thousand catties."

"If you can't pick it up, it means the knife is not yours." Master Qingxuan replied leisurely.

Wei Jiang became ruthless, exhausted all his strength, held the handle of the knife and lifted it up, slowly moved his lower body, finally crawled out from under the big knife, and said with a mournful face: "Master Master, the knife is a good knife, but it's too heavy .I can’t even lift it, how can I move it?”

"This knife is called Dutian Knife, go and have a look—" Master Qingxuan said.

Sure enough, when Wei Jiang took a closer look, he saw the word Dutian written in small seal script on the two-inch handle of the knife, and there were two words on it that were vague. Jiang then said, "There are two words on it, why are you so dizzy?"

Master Qingxuan said: "These two words are left to you in the future, and they are the true spirit of this crossing sword. If one day, this knife really recognizes the master, these two words will appear."

Wei Jiang became interested and said, "This big blade is so delicate?"

"You think this knife is too heavy, but it doesn't recognize you and wants to oppress you. When you become its master, if you let it be light, it will be light." Qingxuan said.

"Oh my god, isn't that like Monkey King's wishful golden cudgel!" Wei Jiang's eyes were full of little stars.

"No, it's just a weapon, not a divine weapon." Master Qingxuan said, "The weight of Dutian Knife is here. It doesn't increase or decrease. The total weight is [-] catties. If you think it's lighter, it means Sorry to put all the weight on you."

Elder Gui Yun has been watching silently by the side, and at this moment he asked: "Brother Zhang Teacher, is it appropriate to give him this Heaven Crossing Saber? It's better not to cause controversy!"

"Is there anything suitable or not?"

Qingxuan laughed loudly and said: "This knife was originally used by old Taoists or laymen before converting to Taoism. If it hadn't inherited the orthodoxy of Guiyi School, and had to use the Sanqing Fuchen, this Daoist Daoist would not be willing to change it!"

"What grade is this knife?" Wei Jiang asked.

"No rank, no rank", Daoist Qingxuan showed a strange smile on his face, and said: "Don't be disappointed, the biggest mystery of this knife is that it has no rank and no rank. Why is this so, the real master has not yet fully understood. The mystery inside the sword, let the juniors ponder over it slowly."

Elder Gui Yun bowed to Master Qingxuan, and said: "This kid is ignorant, junior brother thanked Daoist Master Zhang on behalf of this kid."

Daoist Qingxuan looked at Elder Guiyun, and said, "I see your disciple's temper. You look menglang with a sword, stingy with a gun, and stingy with a whisk—oh, the old Taoist is really afraid that it will tarnish the Taoism. After much deliberation, this Dutian The knife is the most suitable for him!"

Wei Jiang kowtowed heavily, and said: "Thank you Master Master, Wei Jiang must make it docile."

"I'll give you three days, if you still can't afford to use the Heaven Crossing Knife, then let your master send it back to me as usual." Master Qingxuan said.

After saying this, Master Qingxuan suddenly felt a bit of regret, three days, was it too little?
At the beginning, it took me half a decade to pick it up. Could it be that I was too demanding on this child? !
So on the Guiyimen's Return to Come Back Peak, an extremely strange scene appeared.

A child whose stature is no more than seven feet (small note: the ancient "one foot" refers to the length from the wrist crease to the tip of the elbow of an adult man, which is about 24cm in today's age), dragged backwards to a length of nine feet The big knife came down from the precipitous Guilaixi Peak, clanging and clanging, and then dragged the big knife up Guiyun Peak.

This person is Wei Jiang.

Just now when he went down the mountain, Wei Jiang was afraid that the knife would slip down and kill himself, or fall into the valley, so he almost slipped down with Dutian knife in his arms.A few places were too steep and full of gravel, and Weijiang's trousers were scratched by sharp stones. Thanks to the deserted mountain, there were still a few sets of clothes in the cave ring, but they didn't make a fool of themselves.

It's okay to go down the mountain, but it will be miserable to climb Guiyun Peak this time.

He walked three steps, took a breath, then raised the end of the big knife with a cry of hi, looked up the mountain and pulled it for a few feet, and then took a breath.

Going back and forth like this, Wei Jiang was so tired that his bones seemed to be falling apart, and when he stretched out his hand, it was covered with blood blisters.

Wei Jiang wanted to put the Heaven Crossing Knife into the cave ring and bring it down the mountain, but he couldn't get it in after a long time.

Elder Gui Yun said, this saber already has spiritual consciousness, if it is unwilling, you won't be able to insert it.

Wei Jiang rolled his eyes at Elder Gui Yun, shouted, and descended the mountain dragging his big blade.

At the beginning, Weijiang was full of energy, and it was a downhill road, so he could barely walk.

At the back, Wei Jiang really had no strength, his limbs were limp, and he looked up at Elder Gui Yun who was watching coldly, crying and cursing: "I Wei Jiang is blind, I have worshiped such a cruel master. Die, don't give me a hand!"

Elder Guiyun was disturbed by Wei Jiang's disturbance, and shouted: "You little bastard is so ignorant, if the old man helps, it will recognize the old man as the master, and even consider you a fart!"

Wei Jiang was relentless.

Elder Gui Yun snorted: "If it weren't for fear of you falling down the mountain and dying, the old Taoist would have left long ago."

After all, without even looking at Weijiang, he swung his whisk and walked away with a bang of the sun.

　I'm very sorry, the updates here will slowly stop.

　　The reason is that the starting point has never signed a contract, and has refused to sign 4 times.

　　I’ve been in a bad mood these past few days. Looking at the new books signed, including many so-called “gods”, I want to say, what kind of XX stuff is written, and there are a lot of typos and sentences. I wrote it when I was in junior high school better than them...

　　Haha, narrow and extreme.

　　Anyway, we need to change the platform, so we must ensure the speed over there.

　　If you are still willing to read the book, it is free anyway.

　　It can go in the past, and this book will be renamed Yiwei Crossing the Sky in the future, even if it has accumulated some popularity, just cut it off.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)