She saw that the fat boy Jiang He standing next to Chen Weishan almost stumbled. She saw that Chen Jiu, who heard this, just slapped his face, as if he swore to stay away from Chen Weishan in the future. She saw that even Kou Qianzhi, who usually had no expression on his face, had a momentary crack. She saw...
I have seen too many of them, and they are like pictures that flash directly through my mind and disappear in an instant.
What Jianchou remembers most deeply is the burst of laughter after a long period of dead silence.
“Ahahahahahahahaha…”
Sect leader Zheng Yao suddenly burst into laughter.
“Wahahahahahahahaha…”
The master beat his chest and stamped his feet to help the hermit.
Jianchou suddenly didn't want to talk much.
She glanced at Chen Weishan silently and smiled coolly: "Thank you for the compliment, Sixth Junior Brother."
What a good junior brother.
There is a long time to come, so there is no need to rush.
Chen Weishan was still in a daze, looking at Jianchou's expression, and subconsciously glanced at Qu Zhengfeng.
Eh…
Why do I feel that the expression of the eldest sister is similar to that of the former second brother
Think about what happened after Second Brother smiled at me like this before...
It seems like he was beaten...
No way
Chen Weishan suddenly shuddered.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something, but Jianchou turned around and left after saying something.
"I'll carry the axe back and claim its master first."
Maybe, after recognizing the master, it won’t be so heavy
Jianchou sighed in his heart and just wanted to leave Guihejing as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, a burst of brisk footsteps were heard, and Fudao Shanren followed happily.
"Girl, girl, don't be angry. Lao Liu meant well. He looked so good just now! He had a great posture! Well, how about you lend me your axe to play with? Oh, if I have this axe, no one will dare to bully me wherever I go in the future..."
It's as if someone dares to bully you, really.
Jianchou knew that even if this person's cultivation had regressed, he was still a terrifying master in the out-of-body stage. He could knock down a group of people by himself and would not be bullied by some tactless person.
She looked back and saw Fudao Shanren looking at her magical axe with glowing eyes.
At that moment, she really had the urge to swing the axe back and kill her master!
"Master, why are you following me?"
Seeing sorrow is very powerless.
Fudao Shanren walked beside her and said dissatisfiedly: "I am your master, why can't I walk beside you? Look, you are a dying person, and you may die as soon as you reach the state of leaving the body. Of course, your master must hurry up and follow you."
"… "
Where is the lovely master who loved her just now!
Where is the master who vowed to find a way to make up for her
Was it eaten by a dog?!
Jianchou looked back at him in near shock, unable to speak.
Fudaoshanren blinked his eyes with an expression that said "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Disciple, why don't you want to go? Are you unable to carry it anymore? How about Master help you?"
"… "
Jianchou held it in for a long time, but finally said nothing and strode forward!
I don't want to believe in this world anymore!
What a scam!
Seeing Sorrow running away, Fudaoshanren chased after him.
He still had something to say to Jianchou, but when he saw her walking so fast, he waved his arms angrily: "Do you respect the elderly? Do you know that the elderly walk very slowly? Why are you walking so fast? Hey! Slow down! You traitor! So bad, so bad! You..."
“… Shut up!”
Jianchou, who could no longer bear it, finally exploded.
However…
In response to her, the chatter of Fudaoshan people continued.
"My Green Leaf Ancestor, my new and good disciple, actually told me to shut up... Is there any justice in this world? This is so unfair..."
"… "
By the Guihe Well, everyone saw the old man and the young boy gradually going away, and a feeling of sympathy and admiration arose spontaneously.
Chen Jiu stroked his chin, and said with lingering fear: "I haven't seen Master for three hundred years. He has become more and more terrifying. I wonder how difficult it must have been for Senior Sister to endure the time she spent with him..."
"Why do I think you don't seem to have any sympathy at all?"
Chen Weishan asked with a sharp frown.
Chen Jiu rolled his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile.
"Who said I don't have sympathy?"
Chen Weishan shuddered, lowered his head and muttered: "Why are you laughing so horribly..."
Forget it, I’d better not talk. It’s safer.
Qu Zhengfeng withdrew his gaze from the distance, did not join in the discussion, turned around and left.
The fat boy Jiang He took a look but didn't care. Instead, he touched his head and frowned, "Big Sister just said 'kill him', but who is 'he'?"
When this question came out, everyone was stunned.
Yes, who is “he”
How could a good person like the senior sister have enemies
***
The mountain man followed him all the way to the door of his house. Jianchou stopped, stood still and looked at him.
"Master, is there anything else?"
"Of course."
Fudaoshan's eyes rolled around and he kept eating the chicken leg without stopping.
"I still need to teach you how to practice. I finally managed to bring back an axe. It's a little ugly, and not very suitable for female practitioners, but it suits you very well..."
"What?"
Jianchou once again had the urge to throw him out.
Fudao Shanren immediately explained: "Hey, hey, hey, don't get me wrong, I mean that you look pretty good with the magic tools that ordinary male cultivators use. You look so heroic and handsome that you can charm thousands of girls... Oh no, boys."
"… "
Jianchou turned and left.
"Hey, hey, don't be impatient."
It seemed like he had said something wrong again, and Fudaoshanren quickly grabbed Jianchou and rubbed his hands.
"You always want to know how to cultivate the Tianxu body, as well as the Dao Seal and this axe, right? I know it very well..."
He looked at Jianchou with an expression that said, "I know everything, aren't you curious?"
Jianchou stared at him for a long while and said stiffly, "Curiosity."
"very good."
Fudaoshanren directly took out a token. Last time it was the word "Jing", this time it became the word "Dao".
It seems a little different from last time.
Jianchou was standing nearby, and Fudaoshanren pressed the token onto the sign at her door as usual. The wooden sign with the words "Jianchou" written on it suddenly turned black and became the words "Daochang".
Fudaoshanren pushed the door open with confidence, and Jianchou saw that his pitiful little house had disappeared again.
What appeared before my eyes was just an extremely spacious space, pointing downward like a funnel, with many stairs on all four sides. At the bottom was a circular platform that seemed to be large enough for people to stand.
"This is my dojo in Yashan, but no one has used it for a long time. By the way, please keep these plaques."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand, took out a long list of cards and handed them to Jianchou.
Jianchou reached out and took it.
Fudaoshanren walked directly inside, saying as he walked: "Yashan is very high, and the disciples all live on the mountain wall. On the surface, there is only a Lingzhao Peak and the circle of alchemy and weapon refining halls outside, but it is actually very large. You have been to the armory, which was left by the Yashan predecessors who have passed away. This Taoist temple was built underground at the foot of the mountain. As long as you hold the token, stand within the Yashan area, and press the wall casually, you can get here."
Correspondingly, the same is true for other tokens.
Jianchou curiously flipped through the tokens. In addition to the "Jing" token she had seen before, there were also "Dao" tokens, "Xiu" tokens, "Dou" tokens, etc.
There should be a hidden place behind every sign.
"This is for you too. Monks have too many things, so they all need a small bag to hold them." Fudao Shanren threw over an ordinary-looking light blue gold-woven small bag. "This thing is called a Qiankun Bag. Of course, the group of bald monks in the east like to call it a mustard bag. Shanren thinks they are the same. It is similar to our Yashan Token."
Still taking the bag, Jianchou took a look at it. It was so small that it looked like a sachet. "Isn't this too small?"
"Can you try to open it and put something in it?"
In fact, it was just a very interesting little gadget in the cultivation world. Fudao Shanren couldn't help but stop and look at her proudly.
Jianchou frowned, opened the small bag, and hesitantly put a few tokens on the opening. Then he saw a hazy light coming out, and the tokens disappeared in an instant!
"this… "
"This small bag is made of a special material that can sense the power of space and form a small space of its own. Although it's not big, it's just the right size to carry around and store miscellaneous items."
This thing is actually not very common, because anything related to "rules" is extremely rare.
Space and time are the universe. After thousands and millions of years, except for the "bounded" cultivators, who can create their own space and comprehend the vastness of the universe
For most monks, they just hide things in their bodies after they recognize their master by dripping blood.
As for Yashan
Just deep pockets.
Fu Dao Shan Ren said, "Come down. I have been very busy recently. Now that you have woken up and have your own magic weapon, I will let you see that I am not your master for nothing."
After saying that, he raised his chin proudly and sat cross-legged on the stone platform in the center below.
Jianchou came over carrying an axe and sat cross-legged opposite Fudaoshanren.
At this moment, there was no one around, and in the vast dojo, there were only the master and the disciple.
The scornful expression on Fudaoshanren's face finally disappeared: "Today, I want to talk about your ghost axe, Dao seal, and future practice. Let's start with the axe..."
The ghost axe was placed next to Jianchou. The deep red rust, like clouds and ink, looked like a pattern engraved on the ghost axe.
The hideous pattern bears witness to the vicissitudes it has experienced.
Fudao Shanren couldn't help but stare at it for a long time before he chuckled, "Ten generations ago, my Yashan experienced a great war. We traveled to the Extreme Territory and were trapped by a hundred thousand evil spirits. Among them was a man who was a Return to the Void Master. He was considered the most talented person in my Yashan at that time. He entered Yama with this axe, traveled across the Extreme Territory for three thousand miles, and sealed countless evil spirits."
The great power of returning to the void
Jianchou was slightly stunned. He never expected that this axe had such an origin.
Also, what happened in the great war ten generations ago
She wanted to ask, but Fudaoshan didn't say much, only said: "This axe is made of Yin iron and Yang fire. It was originally called Yin Yang Axe. It was made by a master of refining weapons from the Yin and Yang Sects in the Northern Territory. It is said to be a top-grade Xuanbao, but it has the ability to communicate between the Yin and Yang worlds. When he died, he gave this axe to me, Yashan. But I didn't expect... After following that person to the Jiyu, it came back on its own."
"You came back by yourself?"
Seeing sorrow and surprise.
Can the axe come back on its own
Fudao Shanren looked at her with a strange smile: "When you were in the armory, didn't you see that many of those magic weapons were stained with blood?"
"yes… "
Jianchou's mood became a little depressed, and he seemed to understand something.
"The Yashan arsenal is so large, it is the result of thousands of years of accumulation. New magic weapons are constantly being created, and old ones pass away, so the original magic weapons become ownerless. Any magic weapon taken from the arsenal by any Yashan disciple will automatically return to Yashan as long as the person dies."
Fudao Shanren spoke in a calm voice, reached out and picked up the axe with ease.
"Many people died in the battle of the 10th year, and the owner of this axe is probably gone too. It's fate that you got it. Maybe it will be a chance in the future."
I see.
I understand...
She is not very good at comforting people and doesn't know what to say.
It was obvious that Fudaoshanren was not as shallow as he appeared.
"Drop your blood and confess your master."
He watched for a long time. The scenes on the battlefield in the past were like a brand, tormenting him in hellfire.
Putting down the ghost axe, Fudaoshanren looked at Jianchou.
Jianchou nodded, and flicked her fingertips lightly. A drop of blood emerged from her fingertips and dripped onto the dark and dull surface of the ghost axe.
At that moment, the red blood gradually merged into the Ghost Axe. As it gradually disappeared, the Ghost Axe began to tremble.
Again and again.
It was as if I had been sleeping for six hundred years and finally had the chance to get up and stretch.
The black light was flowing, and the evil spirits on the surface of the axe seemed to have smelled the stimulation of blood. They became more ferocious and hideous, and slowly twisted.
At the moment when the red blood completely disappeared, Jianchou heard a whistling sound in his ears—
That was the howl of a demon.
A black light shines brightly!
Countless evil ghosts struggled out from the axe and filled the entire Taoist temple in an instant. They were ox-headed and horse-faced, extremely ferocious and vicious. The wind howled and the ghosts roared!
Jianchou almost thought he was in hell, with only evil spirits around him!
Endless evil spirits!
Black shadows, red blood, white skulls...
The Yellow Spring flows, the Three Lives River flows...
Suddenly, a black axe shadow fell from the sky, and a dazzling white light exploded when it landed!
All the evil spirits in the sky retreated and were annihilated like flying ashes!
Then, all the illusions before my eyes disappeared again.
What he saw with sad eyes was the empty Taoist temple again.
Guifu lay quietly in front of Jianchou, and the dripping blood had disappeared.
She finally sensed an inexplicable mental connection.
"Just now… "
Jianchou still felt a little frightened, and it took him a long time to react. He looked at the mountain man Fudao who was standing opposite him.
"Famous weapons have spirits. Although this axe is a broken one, it has killed thousands of ghosts." Fudao Shanren naturally saw the scene just now. "That was just the unwillingness in the heart of this axe. Once it was swung, thousands of ghosts cried."
When the axe is struck, thousands of ghosts cry.
Jianchou's fingers rested on the ghost axe, and he felt that the black light on the surface of the axe seemed to be rounder.
Fu Dao Shanren said: "The blood recognition has been completed. Try to inject spiritual power into it. I want to see if the weapon mark on this axe is still there."
The seal of the weapon, Jianchou knows it.
She has seen a lot of things in the Sutra Repository.
Any famous spiritual weapon, from the moment it is born, will carry the innate weapon mark, just like a cultivator's innate fighting plate. This weapon mark is no different from the cultivator's Taoist mark, and it is the same innate ability.
Some weapon seals can kill evil, some are for protection, and some are for fierce attacks...
Even the most advanced weapon seal can become a Dao seal that can be practiced by cultivators to match the weapon seal.
Ghost Axe too
Jianchou couldn't help but become curious, so he held the axe handle and injected spiritual power into it.
One after another, white light flowed on the axe, turning into bright black light and being emitted again.
Some black and white spots of light gradually appeared on the axe.
Fu Dao Shanren looked at it intently and sighed: "The seal is missing. There were originally three, but now there is only one. It is indeed a broken axe, missing something..."
"Is there something missing from this axe?"
Jianchou looked at it carefully and his eyes stopped on the round indentation on the back of the axe.
Fudaoshan nodded, "It is exactly here. The man who refined this axe was a traitor of the Yin Sect in the Northern Territory. He later joined the Yang Sect, so he was able to learn both Yin and Yang skills. He made a 'Liangyi Pearl' and placed it here so that this axe could communicate between the Yin and Yang worlds. But now it is impossible... Well, this weapon mark left behind is just right for you, it is Pikong Zhan."
"Slashing the air?"
Jianchou began to think.
Fudaoshanren was not in a hurry and told her slowly.
Apart from the ghost axe, there is much more to say.
Jianchou and Fudaoshanren sat in the Taoist temple for three days. Only then did Jianchou understand his current situation.
Because of his Tianxu body, it would be particularly easy for Jianchou to practice Daoyin, but this also has a disadvantage, which is that he can learn all but not all of them. Therefore, Fudaoshan people set the following route for Jianchou: You can learn many Daoyin, but you must specialize in them, and it is best to choose a good combination.
"Now you have a Dao Seal with great power, which can be used for attack, but for other Dao Seals, you should go back to the Sutra Library and carefully select them."
Fudaoshanren was already thinking about what kind of Dao seal to give to Jianchou.
When Jianchou heard this, he suddenly remembered: "Master, what is the origin of the Taoist seal I copied from the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple?"
"It's so big that we don't know it now."
When talking about this, Fudaoshanren chuckled.
"I have been busy with this seal these days. It seems that something extraordinary has appeared in the hidden world, and this seal is just one of them. At that time, many powerful cultivators, with their spiritual consciousness, were unable to see the full picture of this seal, but you, a little girl, got the advantage..."
When he thought of the skeleton on the altar who had not seen the full appearance of the Dao Seal at that time, and was finally shocked beyond words by the Dao Seal he had taken away, Fu Dao Shanren felt extremely proud.
"It is said that this Taoist seal is called the Heaven-Flipping Seal, and it is of the ninth grade, which is extremely rare. But it is impossible to tell whether it is incomplete... So the grade is probably lower. But no matter what, you, little girl, have made a fortune."
"Ninth rank?"
Jianchou couldn't help but be shocked.
Dao Seals are divided into nine grades, from one to nine, in increasing order.
Isn’t the ninth rank the highest
Even though it is incomplete, it is still of the ninth grade in essence!
She immediately thought of several other Taoist seals.
That was also somewhat related to the Qingfeng Temple Hidden Realm. Jianchou pondered for a moment, then said, "Master, that day outside the Qingfeng Temple Hidden Realm, at that gate, I also got four Dao Seals..."
"puff!"
Fudaoshanren was choked by his saliva.
At that moment, he raised his eyes and looked at her as if she were an animal: "How much?!"
Jianchou's voice became a little softer: "Four, four."
That makes five in total.
Jianchou just wanted to show it to Fudaoshanren, so he said it. After all, the other party was his master, so Jianchou didn't think there was anything wrong with saying it.
Fudao Shanren held his chest with his hands, looking dazed.
"I've practiced for my whole life, and the highest I've ever reached is only the eighth rank... Damn it, do you still want to live?"
"Master?"
Jianchou felt a little strangely embarrassed. Her luck seemed to be extremely good when it came to Dao Seals.
"But I'm not sure if they can be cultivated, so I would like to ask Master for help..."
“No, no, no!”
Unexpectedly, Fudaoshanren refused outright.
Jianchou was surprised: "Master?"
Fu Dao Shanren shook his head and finally adjusted his mentality. He said, "Now I am just a cultivator in the Out-of-Body Stage. I cannot compare with those powerful people who are spying on the world. The matter of Qingfeng Temple's hidden world is serious, and I still have no clue. If you show me the Dao Seal, it will be considered as revealing the secret of heaven. It may not be impossible for powerful cultivators to deduce it with great skills. Forget it, we will talk about it when the time is right."
The matter of Qingfeng Temple's hidden world is of great importance, but Fudaoshanren does not dare to risk the life of this little girl.
He patted Jianchou's shoulder and said, "Anyway, you can use it if you see it. This kind of thing can be done but not talked about. Once you talk about it, people will know about it. The Nineteen Continents are scary."
Jianchou couldn't understand, but didn't refute.
The mountain man on the opposite side patted his butt, stood up, stretched, and picked up a chicken leg in his hand.
"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. Just focus on your training."
After saying this, Fudaoshanren felt that he had fulfilled his duties as a master and turned to leave.
Jianchou stood up and was about to see him off, but he didn't expect...
As soon as he stopped walking, Fu Dao Shan Ren paused and turned his head to ask, "By the way, girl, what was the name of your ex-husband?"
A name was on the tip of my tongue, ready to be spoken.
However, the moment he was about to open his mouth.
She swallowed it back again, and Jianchou looked at him: "Master, why do you suddenly ask this?"
"Well, don't you want to kill this heartless guy?" Fudao Shanren looked like he was going to help Jianchou. "The 19th Continent is so big, when can we meet him? Why don't you tell me, and we can help you find him together in Yashan. The sooner you find him, the sooner you can kill him. Isn't that better?"
"… "
The corner of his eye twitched, and Jianchou was silent for a long while before he asked, "Master, are you afraid that I will die before I can ask why and take revenge?"
"Cough, cough, cough..." Fudaoshanren started to cough, his eyes rolling around, "Look at what you said, how is it possible? Master is not that kind of person, isn't he just wanting you to get revenge sooner?"
"Isn't that simple?"
Jianchou smiled slightly and said, "When I have finished my training, Master will take me to Kunwu."
"Isn't that simple?"
Fudaoshanren waved his hand without thinking, as if the matter was left to him.
However…
etc!
Is there something wrong
Kunwu?!
Fudaoshanren suddenly jumped up and pointed at Jianchou with trembling fingers: "What do you mean by you you you you you you?"