Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 32 Recast Qingfeng
Stepping on the summer grass in the mountains, Ji Tiancheng and Lan Shan followed Li Qingshui to the hill beside them. The mountain road was rugged, but the three of them were all martial arts practitioners, so naturally there was no influence.

Lan Shan's face was full of joy, as if she was still excited about learning that martial art. She followed Li Qingshui all the time, while Ji Tiancheng, who was carrying a sword, walked at the back.

The trees encountered on the road became taller and taller, and the road became narrower and narrower. Finally, there were only bunches of vines and grass in front of Li Qingshui, which did not look like there was a road at all, and the three of them stopped.

Seeing this, Lan Shan covered her mouth and snickered, "Brother Qing Shui, why is there no way ahead, maybe you took us away and went astray!"

Hearing this, Li Qingshui smiled awkwardly at Lan Shan and said, "Where, we've already arrived."

After saying that, he shot out a burst of strength in his hand, and blasted towards the clumps of vines and grass in front of him. With a "bang", the grass in front of him was blasted away, revealing a clean road, obviously someone had already walked by.

Li Qingshui grabbed the hands of the two of them fiercely, and rushed towards the front of the grass. After crossing the grass more than ten meters away, the three of them stopped.

Ji Tiancheng and Lan Shan heard the "rustling" sound coming from behind them, turned to look at the way they came, and found that countless vines and grass had blocked the way back.

Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of the two of them. They had never imagined that there would be such a miraculous thing in the world, and these vines and grasses could be used as gates.

Seeing the surprise on the faces of the two, Li Qingshui squinted his eyes and laughed loudly.

The two came back to their senses after hearing the sound, only then realized that they had come to a secluded valley at this time.

What came into Ji Tiancheng's line of sight was a small round lake. The surface of the lake was not wide, only a few dozen meters in diameter; however, the water of the lake seemed unfathomably deep and pitch black.

On the other side of the lake, opposite to Ji Tiancheng's location, there are seven or eight simple houses made of big tree branches, which seem to be very rough.

The three of them crossed the lake and met Zhao Lingmeng who was waiting by the side.

Ji Tiancheng and Lan Shan were delighted to see their old friends again. After greeting Zhao Lingmeng warmly, Li Qingshui said to the two with a smile on his face: "Brother Ji, my master is in this wooden house, come with me!"

The wooden house is very simple, with only a few wooden chairs. When Ji Tiancheng entered the house, he saw an old man with white hair and childlike face sitting inside.

The old man was wearing a tan long robe, and he was resting with his eyes closed, looking calm and unfathomable.

A row of extremely delicate porcelain cups were placed on the wooden table beside him. The porcelain cups were about the size of a palm, more like a small bowl, but the mellow tea smell inside all showed its identity.

"what!"

The long-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from his pitch-black eyes.

Ji Tiancheng's eyes just met this sharp gaze, and he immediately felt as if his heart had been punched hard, which made him horrified, his hairs all over his body, and his spirit tensed up.

Sensing his state, the old man smiled, and waved a wave of true energy from his hand. Ji Tiancheng felt as if a warm wind was blowing on his body, his spirit was shaken, and he calmed down.

"Good boy!" The old man exclaimed, "I can't think that I haven't seen you for a few years, but I have reached such a state. I am afraid that I am only one step away from reaching the state of true energy!"

Lan Shan knew about Ji Tiancheng's realm a long time ago, so her expression was normal, but the two senior brothers and sisters beside her didn't know about it.

It was fine to know that Ji Tiancheng was about to break through the realm of true energy, but seeing that his master actually knew Ji Tiancheng, he was shocked for a while.

The old man smiled, and asked Ji Tiancheng: "Has your supervisor, Wang Kong, been well?"

"You are Master Wuyouzi!?" Ji Tiancheng was stunned, and after being surprised, he continued to respectfully say: "The supervisor has broken through to the Great Perfection of Zhenqi three years ago, and now he has become the Supreme Elder of the sect."

Wuyouzi looked at Ji Tiancheng, nodded his head, and sighed: "Well, it's been a long time no see, Master Wang Jian has indeed reached such a state."

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the Qingfeng sword carried behind Ji Tiancheng's back, and when he saw the blue cloth strip between the sword body and the hilt, he saw through Ji Tiancheng's intentions at a glance.

Wuyouzi looked at Ji Tiancheng appreciatively and said, "I never thought you would think of this method to control sharp weapons. No wonder you are about to break through the realm of true energy."

"Senior praised you absurdly, but this junior is just playing tricks." Ji Tiancheng said awkwardly.

It was a waste of a good Qingfeng sword to be discarded by him, especially Ji Tiancheng was powerless to raise his head in front of Wuyouzi who forged the Qingfeng sword.

Brother and sister Li Qingshui also saw the blue cloth strips tied to the hilt of the Qingfeng Sword, and were surprised.

Originally, they thought Ji Tiancheng was just an ordinary Jianghu person, so they didn't think much about Qingfengjian's strange appearance.

But a master who is about to break through the realm of true qi, if equipped with weapons, his strength will definitely increase out of thin air. Seeing that Ji Tiancheng has actually eliminated his dependence on weapons, this perseverance makes their brothers and sisters feel ashamed.

"Haha, your method is good, but as a swordsman, how can you not use a sword?"

Hearing this, Ji Tiancheng said with a bitter face: "The younger generation is just because the green edge sword forged by the senior is too sharp. Too much focus on the sharpness of the weapon may cause the junior's swordsmanship to stagnate."

Wuyouzi blushed and said: "Ahem, I just wanted to make it sharp back then, but I forgot this truth. Well, I happen to have a rare metal called heavy iron on me, which is extremely hard and has big nails. One piece weighs five or six catties. If you add this kind of metal to the Qingfeng Sword, it must be able to meet your current needs. Later, I will help you recast the Qingfeng Sword."

When Ji Tiancheng heard this, he was naturally happy to thank him and said: "Thank you, Master Wuyouzi, this junior is very grateful."

At this time, Ji Tiancheng definitely took advantage of it, being able to tell the rare metal from Wuyouzi's mouth is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Wuyouzi nodded lightly, and asked Lan Shan who had been standing by, "Do you want to learn the autumn wind sweeping leaves?"

Lan Shan quickly responded, she knew that whether she could learn that magnificent martial art would depend on whether the old man in front of her agreed.

As for why she wanted to learn that martial art, it was because she looked good. As a girl, Lan Shan naturally liked beautiful martial arts that she could play.

Wuyouzi smiled, and said to Li Qingshui: "In that case, you can teach this young lady!"

Li Qingshui responded: "Yes, Master."

A group of people walked out of the wooden house, but Ji Tiancheng was the most excited one. It's not that he didn't like using swords. Since Tongtian Sword Sect is called Sword Sect, it naturally respects swordsmanship.

However, the Qingfeng Sword has always been too sharp, so Ji Tiancheng had to avoid using the Qingfeng Sword as much as possible to avoid being controlled by the Qingfeng Sword, which would lead to stagnation in the way of swordsmanship. Naturally, he was overjoyed to find a solution here.

Wuyouzi went to help Ji Tiancheng reforge the Qingfeng Sword, Li Qingshui's brothers and sisters went to teach Lanshan martial arts, and Ji Tiancheng himself relaxed in this quiet small valley alone.

He picked up a piece of gravel at random, and used his ingenuity to throw it on the surface of the lake. The gravel floated on the surface of the lake for more than a dozen times, and then rushed to the opposite side of the lake. Ji Tiancheng laughed loudly, lay down by the lake and squinted his eyes to rest up.

(End of this chapter)