Xiaodong peeked at the elder brother several times that night. The elder brother held two black stones and rubbed them together for a while, as if comparing their sizes.
Xiaodong was so curious that he poked his head a few times, Mo Chen put down the two stones in his hand, and asked him with a smile: "Ask whatever you want, you can't practice qigong if you are so impetuous, it's a waste of effort. "
Xiaodong leaned over in embarrassment: "Senior brother, what are you looking at?"
Mo Chen handed one of them to him and asked, "What do you think?"
Xiaodong stretched out his hands to catch the stone, but he felt his hands sinking as soon as he took the stone. The stone seemed to be a little bigger than his fist, and it was surprisingly heavy. Fortunately, Xiaodong stretched out both hands to catch it. , definitely can't hold it.
Not only is it heavy, but the stone seems to be extraordinarily cold. The weather is already so warm. This stone was held in the hand of the senior brother just now, but Xiaodong held it like an ice mound. His palms were cold. cold and tingling
"This is... what is this?"
Mo Chen took the stone back again: "Yes, this is the meteorite from beyond the sky."
"Ah, this is the meteorite from beyond the sky." Xiaodong opened his eyes wide and looked at the stone carefully.
It's black, so heavy, and so cool. What's more, it's much heavier than ordinary stones, not ten times, but seven or eight times, right
"I heard that there are fine steel and strange iron in the meteorite outside the sky, which are good materials for casting weapons. Is this true?"
Mo Chen nodded and said: "These two pieces are not good, I'm afraid they won't be of great use." Seeing Xiaodong's curious expression, Mo Chen explained again: "If it's something else, I'll give it to you as a toy My son. There are other mysteries in the meteorites outside the sky. Some are beneficial to practice, while others are harmful. Many years ago, there was a senior swordsman who used iron to cast swords. Later, demons frequently appeared in the practice center and eventually went mad. And die. If you see such a thing in the future, you must be more careful, and don't accidentally suffer from it."
Mo Chen spoke seriously, Xiaodong nodded quickly: "I remember, I will be careful."
In the past, he only heard that Tianwai Iron is a good material for making weapons. If a little bit is used on the blade, it will become sharp and sharp immediately, which is different from ordinary weapons. I didn't expect this thing to be so harmful.
"Brother, put this away quickly, don't keep holding it. Why don't you put it on the shelf over there." Thinking that the shelf is still too close: "Let's put it in the east room." The one over there is farther away. Far.
Mo Chen glanced at him with a smile.
The little junior disciple is really well-behaved and funny, and now he is so focused on thinking that these two meteorites are a disaster, that he is afraid that he will suffer, and he is about to sweat. The candlelight made the sweat on the tip of his nose sparkle, and his eyes were as black as spots of paint, looking at him anxiously.
The junior brother has grown taller than last year, but his face is still chubby. Mo Chen teased him for a while, and said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem with these two pieces. If there is something wrong, how can I bring them back? When the master comes back this time, you should have your own sword. At that time, these two pieces of perishing iron will come in handy."
Only then did Xiaodong heave a sigh of relief, looking at these two small stones no longer looked like he was staring at a scourge.
"Recite the sword formula again, and then tell me about your experience in practicing sword today."
Xiaodong's small face suddenly wrinkled again.
It's nothing to memorize sword formulas, but when it comes to how to learn how to practice swords, he will be troubled, it's more uncomfortable than killing him. Although he improved a lot when he was practicing swordsmanship, many times he lost his mind while practicing. When he came back to his senses, he had finished practicing a set of swordsmanship, and Brother Jiang even praised him for his good practice.
How he practiced, he can't even remember it, how can he describe it to the senior brother? You can't just make up something out of nothing, right
Can't say it, big brother won't let him pass the test easily.
Mo Chen held back his smile, and took out a... ruler from the stone box beside him.
That's right, a ruler.
Xiaodong had seen this thing before, although he said that he had never been to school or studied seriously, but he had seen those masters who taught teachers use this thing to slap those children's palms hard as a punishment. Eldest brother showed Xiaodong the ruler a few days ago, and told him that the ruler was given by the master to discipline the younger brothers and sisters below. Anyone who violates the rules of the house boldly, or who is lazy and lazy, has to taste the power of this ruler.
Master left in such a hurry, why did he leave such a thing for senior brother!
For a while, Xiaodong was full of resentment towards the traveling master.
Although the big brother only used this thing to frighten him, but it hasn't really hit him, but Xiaodong feels that his future is dark, and the day when he will add a ruler is not far away.
"Back it."
Xiaodong was startled, quickly recovered, cleared his throat, and started to recite the sword formula from the first chapter.
The three sword formulas are not long, there are more than 2,000 characters from the beginning to the end, and the words are not awkward, blunt and obscure, so it is not difficult to memorize them. Xiaodong was worried about the ruler, and couldn't help but glance up when he always carried it on his back.
This ruler is made of bamboo board, I don't know when it was made, and how many people have been beaten, the bamboo board is very smooth.
Xiaodong thought back to the time when he heard the children who were studying were beaten by the ruler and cried, and couldn't help shivering. Originally, I could recite it fluently, but when my mind wandered, I stumbled.
He looked nervously at the elder brother, afraid that if he made a mistake, he would be beaten.
The elder brother really took a look at him, but luckily he didn't intend to pick up the ruler, he just said: "Continue."
Xiaodong heaved a sigh of relief, and now he didn't dare to be distracted, he hurriedly finished reciting the sword formulas, and then stumbled to talk about his own sword skills.
Fearful and finally passed this test, the clothes on Xiaodong's back were wet with cold sweat, and finally waited until the elder brother nodded and said: "It's okay." Xiaodong's legs softened suddenly, Almost sat on the ground on the spot.
Seeing his appearance, Mo Chen couldn't help feeling a little regretful, was he being too strict with his junior brother? He didn't take out the ruler to hit him, but just to let him wake up, don't be too slack. It is said that strict masters lead to high-level apprentices, and when the master left, he entrusted him with the affairs of the mountain. He also hoped that the younger brothers and sisters would learn something and have a skill, so that they would not suffer from others when they went out in the future. After all... Now the world is becoming more and more unsettled, and the magic way moves frequently. In the past few months, Mo Chen has heard a lot of bad news, most of which are related to the magic way. The little junior brother is too sincere in heart and lacks experience and training, if he indulges and dotes on him now, I'm afraid it will hurt him instead.
This child is too sincere. He didn't even think about it, even if he couldn't recite it, would Mo Chen be able to hit him? (to be continued)