The cold wind blew, and the eyes of these cultivators were extremely frightened, as if they had just been fished out of an extremely hot furnace. Their whole bodies were soaked with sweat. For a moment, the underground palace was as silent as cicadas.
Luo Qiwen, dressed in red like blood, with a charming face, waved her long sleeves gently and glanced around.
She rolled her eyes and moved her gaze to Qu Zhengde. Her voice was light and elegant, and she said with a smile: "Congratulations, Master Qu, for cutting out the blood stone. This little girl is really impressed by this look." Her lips parted, and she exhaled an orchid sigh. , with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Qu Zhengde waved his hands repeatedly, shook his head and sighed: "Pavilion Master Luo is overly praised. It's just good luck this time. Don't take it seriously."
Yu Xiuming held a strange stone in his hand. He lightly stroked the white lines on the stone with his fingers and said with a chuckle: "Master Qu, being too modest is pride. I saw you were very confident and determined when you chose the stone before."
Qu Zhengde's throat moved slightly and he was about to speak.
At this moment, Yue Ganzhi's eyes became cloudy again, and the rotating carving knife in his hand finally made the last stroke without any tremors, it was smooth and steady, and the blood stone also revealed its original appearance.
The blood stone is not big, only the size of a walnut. The blood shines brightly and is so red that it makes people's hearts tremble. A smell of heavenly materials and earthly treasures echoes out, which is both fragrant and sweet, making people extremely intoxicated. The fluctuations of spiritual power are so majestic that even the purest spiritual stone is less than one percent of it. The two are like the bright moon and the sand and stone. The spiritual stone is the sand and stone, and the blood clotting stone is the bright moon. The distance between them is The whole sky is completely different.
Yue Gan exhaled another breath from his mouth and sighed: "The blood clotting stone can be ranked in the top ten in my stone cutting career." The old man's black robe moved automatically without wind, grinning, and his expression was filled with emotion, and even more There was a touch of pride that was hard to suppress. It was obvious that cutting the bloodstone was something to be proud of for him.
As soon as he spoke, a beautiful brocade box appeared out of thin air.
Yue'an's old wrinkled fingers bent, and with a flick, a white light lit up at his fingertips and spread out instantly. The brocade box was opened immediately, and a small finger wind rolled down, and the blood stone was directly collected into it. At this time, the faint blood light above the underground palace suddenly dissipated.
Yue Jianzhi raised his right hand and pressed hard against the void.
A strange skull flew out of his sleeve, and in a flash of light, a pattern exactly like the skull was engraved on the lower right corner of the brocade box. The pattern was completely black. Just by looking at it, you could feel the eeriness in it. chill.
When Ouyang Ming saw this, there was a hint of thought in his eyes, and he stared at the skull pattern on the brocade box.
Yu Xiuming glanced at it, took this picture into his eyes, and immediately explained with a smile: "Master Ou, this skull picture is the unique 'trademark' of Tianwai Pavilion. All the strange stones found in Tianwai Pavilion will be printed on the brocade box. This pattern.”
Ouyang Ming nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and didn't ask any more questions.
The aura on Yue'an's body was rotten, and his qi and blood were slightly weak.
He walked slowly to Qu Zhengde, handed the brocade box over, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Master Qu!"
Qu Zhengde smiled brightly and said sincerely: "I accept your auspicious words.
Yu Xiuming walked to Qu Zhengde with a smile, handed over the snow-white stone in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The trouble is getting older..."
The wrinkles on Yue'an's forehead were all squeezed together. He took the strange stone from the sky and said with a hearty smile: "No trouble."
He lifted up the strange stone from the sky with his right hand, his eyes lit up, and he sighed: "The stone weighs sixty-two grams, with messy textures, slightly curled edges, and a snow-white stream of light. Master Yu's eyes are as vicious as ever. If he doesn't make a sound, he will be a blockbuster and an old man." Not as good as that.”
Yu Xiuming cupped his hands and chuckled: "The older you get, the more you get the reputation. Besides, you may not be able to cut things out yet."
The carving knife in Yue's hand turned.
Holding the carving knife tightly in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he concentrated on it. The slender carving knife danced like a ray of light. His movements were neither fast nor slow, with a special rhythm.
There are no ups and downs, and no ups and downs.
But every time the knife falls, it gives people a different and amazing feeling. It seems that it is not cutting stone, but carving art.
After half an hour, a burst of white light burst out from the stone. Different from the light emitted by the blood stone, this light was extremely gentle, like mist and glass. The light was clear and transparent, seeming to be able to abandon all distracting thoughts and everything in the heart. The unbearable and complicated thoughts have melted away, just like the sound of cicadas ringing in the ears. You can calm down and calm down, and let your thoughts be as transparent and untainted as mountain spring water.
Luo Qiwen's pupils shrank slightly inward, she lifted up the green hair beside her ears, her bright and fair face was full of surprise, and she said in surprise: "This is an ethereal stone that can help you enter the Tao. It is effective even for the venerable people. The lower it is, the better the effect.”
She paused deliberately, the light in her eyes extremely hot.
After a while, she cupped her fists and bowed, and said: "Master Yu, please forgive me for being presumptuous. I wonder if you are willing to sell the ethereal stone. The price given by Tianwai Pavilion will definitely satisfy you." After saying that, she looked at her with blazing eyes. Looked at Yu Xiuming.
Yu Xiuming shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Luo was joking."
Luo Qiwen looked regretful. Before she spoke, she had expected this result in her heart, but she still held a trace of fantasy. But when she heard Yu Xiuming's exact answer, she still couldn't help but The reason for the disappointment was not that Luo Qiwen had never seen the world, but that the ethereal stone was too rare.
You can understand your mind and be calm, you can understand yourself clearly, and if you have the understanding, you can even understand the subtle and nuanced realm of the unity of heaven and man.
The ancients once said that if you use copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; if you use ancient times as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; if you use people as a mirror, you can know gains and losses. The level of the ethereal stone is higher, it uses itself as a mirror to understand right and wrong cause and effect, and its own shortcomings.
The faces of the monks in the underground palace were filled with envy, and they wished they could take his place.
A bald man's eyes flashed red, and he praised: "It is rumored that Master Yu has extremely vicious eyes and cut out the Yuhua Stone half a year ago. I was still doubtful and refused to believe it, but now it seems that all this is true."
"Hmph, how can the value of the Yuhua Stone be compared with the Sky Spirit Stone?" A man pulled down the brim of his hat and snorted coldly.
"That's right, the value of the Void Spirit Stone is equivalent to that of the Blood Stone."
Various voices of admiration echoed. Yu Xiuming had a sense of being unknown to everyone in the Wuzhi Peak, so these practitioners did not dare to have other bad thoughts.
A quarter of an hour later, the movement of Yue's hand slowed down, and the lines on the carving knife dimmed.
He exhaled the turbid air in his chest and retreated from the state of silence, looking slightly excited.
The ethereal stone lay in the palm of his hand. It was only the size of a thumb. Its color was like the morning sun reflecting the snow, without any color, just like the purest white jade suet.
He raised his wrist and pushed it outward, and the ethereal stone fell smoothly into the brocade box. At this time, he wiped away the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Yu Xiuming had a clear mind and took the initiative to greet him, cupping his hands and saying, "The older you get, thank you for the hard work!"
Yue Ganzhi handed over the brocade box and waved his hand: "If I could cut out strange stones with special properties every day, I would be willing to die from exhaustion!"
Then he turned his gaze and looked at Ouyang Ming, the corners of his mouth twitched up, and his expression was extremely strange.
He said tentatively: "Master Ou wants to... want to cut this strange stone?"
Ouyang Ming nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Master Yue, I'm sorry for the trouble." His heart was a little hot. When he used the Heavenly Phoenix Fire to feel it before, he only felt a deep chill, but he didn't know what kind of strange stone it was.
Yu Xiuming and Qu Zhengde shook their heads at the same time, showing a wry smile, while Luo Qiwen had a playful look on his face.
It can be said that no one among the cultivators in the underground palace is optimistic about Ouyang Ming.
Yue Jianzhi shook his head and said nothing. With a slight wave of his sleeves, the strange stone was rolled up by spiritual power and flew out into the air.
The light in his eyes slowly condensed, and a heavy aura spread. He sat upright, his energy as smooth as one, and his heart guarding the mourning platform. Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and a red arc spread from the handle of the carving knife to the blade, and he let out a sound A crisp low hum, as if it had come alive.
The old man's movements are extremely steady, and he masters every pore on his body so meticulously that "no feather can be added, and no mosquito can fall". The muscles, bones, meridians, and internal organs of the body have all reached a delicate balance, just like a chef trying to unwind a cow. Generally, the stones are peeled off layer by layer.
The fine holes on the strange stone "puff, puff, puff" gave out a hint of cold air.
All the cultivators were staring at the shrinking strange stone in Yue's hand.
Qu Zhengde patted Yu Xiuming's shoulder and sighed deeply.
Obviously, these two masters who are extremely knowledgeable in forging are extremely pessimistic.
Half an hour later, Yue'an raised his wrist, and the carving knife moved outward with his movement, and the gravel shook off from the carving knife.
In vain, a faint green light emitted.
A chill accompanied the green light and suddenly spread. This chill was so strong that it caused snowflakes to float in the underground palace. It was white and vast, as if it was the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter. If it was just like that, it would be fine. I saw a cold wind gathering out of thin air, swirling the wind and snow, spinning non-stop.
"Look up!" someone exclaimed.
These cultivators only felt their bodies become cold, and a cold air raged in their bodies.
Looking up, I saw strips of white ice cones appearing on the bluestone at the top of the underground palace, with different shapes, hanging down, as if hanging upside down from the eaves of a dilapidated roof. The cold air was permeating. This strange sight shocked everyone's hearts. .
Luo Qiwen breathed rapidly and said with a horrified look on her face: "Is this the Hanshui Stone, one of the Five Elements Stones?"
"Han Shui Stone?" Yu Xiuming looked confused.
Qu Zhengde nodded solemnly and took over the words: "It is rumored that a hundred years ago, there was a senior named Mu Luoxue. She was extremely talented. She ascended to the throne with a frightening cultivation speed, and was proficient in forging. She would A cold water stone was integrated into the long sword, and the sword was once frozen for dozens of miles. This sword was also named the cold water sword by her. "
As the sound echoed, the whole place was like thunder.
There is only one voice left in everyone's heart, and a sword freezes for dozens of miles...
This voice seemed to be the only one, roaring in my mind.
After a while, the carving knife in Yue's hand stopped, and his arms kept shaking.
He walked up to Ouyang Ming and sighed: "Master Ou, thank you. I have always wanted to cut a Five Elements Stone with my own hands in my life. I never thought that such a dream would come true here. It is enough for me to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening!"
Ouyang Ming spoke softly: "The older you are, the more serious your words are."
The faces in the underground palace changed, and their expressions were extremely complicated, staring at Ouyang Ming.
Qu Zhengde and Yu Xiuming kept smiling bitterly, and said at the same time: "I admire Master Ou's accurate vision and decision-making."
Ouyang Ming shook his head and sighed: "It's just good luck..."
Qu Zhengde's expression changed and he asked softly: "Master Ou, for the weapon refining competition, how about we use the strange stone we found today to make it? This is the first time I have seen the cold water stone. I am very happy to see it. I hope Master Ou will not Be surprised."
Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up and he replied: "Master Qu's proposal is exactly what I want."