Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Some people want to refine the gods of luck, while others are looking for the gods of luck of the Nine Patriarchs.

Ever since the news spread that Jin Zu's luck fetish was a sword at that Underworld Auction Conference, the monks in the Venus Region have gone crazy, looking for this so-called sword everywhere!

Some well-informed monks already know that since there are nine master cultivators sitting in the Venus Region, then Jinzu's luck fetish must be somewhere in the Venus Region.

In order to find this sword, all the cultivators went all over the stars and mysterious places.

This sword may already have an owner.

But for some reason, some monks in the Venus Region felt that it was still an unowned thing, and even felt that there was some kind of unspeakable sound of sword chant between heaven and earth. It was born at a certain moment, sounding like a fantasy In everyone's mind, summon them to find the sword.

Among the many monks, including Gu Shiji, including Wuquan, including Broken Thorn, including Hai Kuanglan, and the long-lost General Li... There are many more genius monks.

It seems that no matter what their temperament is, no one can resist the temptation of the fetish of luck. Perhaps Jinzu's fetish of luck is also looking for its next owner through such temptation.

……

Venus field, a first-class star, a celestial star!

On this star, the cultivation resources are quite poor.

Once the resources are poor, the wind of cultivating the Tao will not flourish, and the wind of cultivating the Tao will not flourish, and the civilization of cultivation will not flourish.

In this way, even if someone has top-notch comprehension, it will be due to the lack of inheritance itself.It is difficult to cultivate to a high level.Therefore, it is quite remarkable to be able to produce one or two Lichen monks.

In such a situation, the most prosperous thing on Tianyao Planet is not the style of cultivating Taoism, but the style of human martial arts.

On this day, there was a white sword light.Came from the cloud.

Above the sword light, there are two figures, one of them is a blue-robed young man in his early thirties, with ordinary appearance, even sickly sallow skin, but he is leaning on a five-foot long sword.The appearance of standing carelessly on the sword light was unexpectedly full of a majestic and ancient posture, like the most peerless sword fairy.

This person is tall and tall, but the hands holding the sword are more slender and slender than ordinary people.In the two unusually deep eyes, there was a broken golden glow faintly flickering, and when one looked closely, the golden glow swayed into countless gossamer-like sword energy.It's hard to look directly at.

This person is Gu Shishang, who is now in the middle stage of the starry sky.As for how many small caves have been opened up, I don't know, maybe they have been left behind by Ye Bai.

Behind him stood a boy in sackcloth who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.With a thin body and delicate features, he seemed to be a mortal. When he stood on the sword, his legs trembled, and he held on to Gu Shi's clothes tightly, for fear of falling off.

But a pair of eyes looked straight down, full of shock and curiosity about this world that he had never seen from the sky.

After a while, the sword light landed in a dense forest under a big mountain.

The sword light under Er's feet, like an illusory thing, scattered into clouds and smoke.

The boy in sackcloth staggered a few steps, but hadn't woken up from the shock.

Gu always turned his head to look at him, and said with a gentle smile, "Go, say goodbye to your friends in the gang, I will wait here until night, and don't reveal anything about you and me."

"Old...teacher...can't you...accept my few friends in the gang as disciples?"

After the Mai boy woke up with a shock, he said in a pleading voice.

"Don't be wordy!"

Gu always looked sternly and said: "No fate means no fate, go and form a secular relationship to practice Taoism with me, otherwise the relationship between you and me will be broken!"

"……is teacher!"

The boy in linen gritted his teeth, saluted, and finally walked up the mountain.

Gu always watched the boy in sackcloth drift away, with a soft look in his eyes, took out a jug of wine, took a sip, and said to himself: "I didn't find Jin Zu's luck fetish even though I didn't find it this time. , but it is enough to find such a disciple to inherit."

……

The mountain is four to five hundred feet high and has no name at all. Because a mortal martial arts sect called the Black Tiger Gang is entrenched, it is called Black Tiger Mountain.

The boy in sackcloth was named Wu Yiyang, born as an orphan, he was taken up to the mountain by the heroes of the Black Tiger Gang, and became the most insignificant handyman.

It's rare to make a trip to the mountain, but Gu Zong who is passing by takes a fancy to him and accepts him as a disciple, ushering in the biggest turning point in his life. (Is he the real protagonist? ~0~)

After going up the mountain and joining the gang, I went to pack up my things first. Speaking of which, it was just a few worthless clothes, and a few books I loved to read in my spare time, such as the fairy road spring and autumn...

Saying goodbye to a few friends I made friends with, these friends are also handymen, Wu Yiyang is also clever, he didn't mention half a word about going to cultivate immortals, only said that he wanted to go back to his hometown to pay homage, and he had already asked for leave with the steward, Return date is uncertain.

The other boys told him to pay attention to safety, and there was nothing else.

After bidding farewell to the boys, Wu Yiyang went to a small valley in the mountains.

Although the Black Tiger Gang is not an evil sect, there are not many skilled gang members who will make friends with him, a handyman. The one who takes care of him more often is Duan Jiu, who is in charge of forging weapons.

ding ding ding-

Before entering the valley, the sound of gold and iron clashing came from the valley, accompanied by the sound of gurgling streams.

Wu Yiyang unconsciously quickened his pace a little, and after a while, he entered the valley, where he saw a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a shirtless upper body, hammering a fiery red knife-like iron block just out of the oven. .

The middle-aged man has big arms and round waist, a leopard head and eyes around the eyes, and his bare upper body has many burn scars. He looks a bit hideous. When this man forges iron, he is even more focused. It is reasonable to sense that Wu Yiyang has come in, but his eyes Without even turning it, it landed straight on the long knife he was hitting.

After Wu Yiyang approached, he didn't bother, and just stared at it.

In his mind, this Uncle Duan Jiu who took good care of him.Is a man worthy of respect.

ding ding ding-

The sound of beating did not stop, and it took a cup of tea time before it finally fell.

laugh--

There was a sound of cooling, and the white mist was steaming. Duan Jiu stuffed the long knife into the spring water that had been prepared.

"Boy, don't you need to do odd jobs today? Be careful those guys break your legs. In our Black Tiger Gang, we don't support idlers!"

Duan Jiu picked up the cloth towel next to him, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said with an evil smile, looking at Wu Yiyang with unusually gentle eyes.

Wu Yiyang smiled sarcastically, and said, "Uncle Jiu, I'm here this time. I'm saying goodbye to you."

"Where are you going?"

Duan Jiu said in astonishment.

Wu Yiyang said: "Go back to my hometown and pay homage to my parents."

Duan Jiuran said: "After reporting this small matter, it's time to go, and it's not like I won't come back. Why say goodbye to me."

Wu Yiyang smiled slightly, not daring to say anything more about Gu Shizhong.

The atmosphere got a little weird.

Wu Yiyang suddenly didn't know what to say. Ever since he got to know Gu Zong, he seemed to have opened a new door.I feel a little different about myself.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Duan Jiu's eyes flickered.Hehe smiled and said, "Boy, are you in need of money again? You still keep the little money that your uncle Ninth worked hard to get a wife, so don't come here to try to trick me!"

"Uncle Jiu misunderstood. I didn't mean that."

Wu Yiyang quickly waved his hands, feeling even more embarrassed.

After Duan Jiu glanced at him, he shook his head helplessly, pondered for a while, walked into the room, and after a dozen or so breaths, came out again, threw a cloth bag and said, "That's all. I don’t have any more, take it with you on the road, and burn some paper money for your parents, but if I let me know that you used it to buy wine, I will definitely break your leg!"

At the end of the words, there was a bit of majesty.

When Wu Yiyang heard the words, his eyes turned red.

He thought he was going to be different, but Duan Jiu's actions instantly made him feel unspeakably moved, holding the cloth bag in his hand, speechless.

"What are you doing, are you still crying, don't let me see this cowardly look!"

Duan Jiu said with a straight face, obviously he was a man with a cold face and a warm heart.

Hearing this sentence, Wu Yiyang struggled for a while, touched the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stuffed the cloth bag into his chest.

"That's what it sounds like."

After Duan Jiu said lightly.

After the two chatted for a few more words, they turned their gazes, and Wu Yiyang looked in the direction of the room, as if arousing a long-lost doubt, and asked, "Uncle Jiu, there is one thing I always want to ask you. "

"Say!"

Wu Yiyang said: "What's the matter with the sword stuck in the boulder in your room? Why did it have to be stuck in the stone after it was forged?"

Hearing this question, Duan Jiu's eyes became slightly complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't make that sword, but it was inserted into that rock. I got it from the mountain when I was looking for iron ore. dug out."

Wu Yiyang said yes.

Duan Jiu glanced at him, and laughed again: "Boy, you'd better not come to make an idea of ​​my sword, it's my treasure."

Wu Yiyang even said that he didn't dare, but he was a little upset in his heart. He thought that I was going to cultivate immortality soon, so why would I plan to use a strange sword on you.

Seeing that Duan Jiu didn't want to talk more about the sword, Wu Yiyang changed the subject, chatted for a few more words, and left.

Duan Jiu thought that he was only going home once, so he didn't feel sad, and walked into the house after he left the valley.

There are swords and spears everywhere in the room, many of which are even rusted. The strangest thing is that in the corner of the room, there is a big irregular-shaped cyan stone that is half a person's height, and a sword is inserted into it. A black sword hilt.

Duan Jiu stared at the sword in the stone, frowning slightly, with a dignified expression.

Since he got the sword in the stone, he tried countless times, but he couldn't pull it out. After that, he often dreamed of blood, and decided that the sword might be something unknown, and he wanted to throw it away. But thinking that if he was taken away by others, wouldn't it be harming others, so he stayed by his side.

This person can be regarded as kind-hearted, even though he is just a blacksmith of a small gang.

"Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of life. Forget it, if you can't pull it out, you can't pull it out."

Duan Jiu stared at it for a moment, sighed in his heart, turned and went out, and continued to forge.

……

After going down the mountain, Wu Yiyang found Gu Shishi.

Gu always rubbed Wu Yiyang's head, and said, "You, Uncle Duan Jiu, have a good heart, but your fate is over, let's go."

Riding the sword again, he floated away with Wu Yiyang.

Naturally, Gu always saw things on the mountain clearly with his spiritual sense, even the sword in the stone, but the breath of this sword is just a magic weapon used by ordinary monks who built Jindan. For a person like Gu always, How could it be so embarrassing to snatch a mortal's magic weapon?

One drink and one peck, it's like God's will!

In Gu Shi's cultivation career, the biggest fairy fate just passed him by.

Who is coming next? (to be continued~^~)