Zhan Yuanqiu is a loose cultivator.
There are many such people in the realm of self-cultivation. By fate, they have learned this non-worldly practice, but they have no better way, can't afford panacea, and even have no way to meet those truly powerful monks in the Mahayana period. .
After the battle of catastrophe, the best practices in the cultivation world have been lost.
The ancient barren continent fell apart, and the life of the spirit grass everywhere, and the good materials for refining tools can be seen everywhere, and it will never return.
After 8,000 years, the existing major sects have all rediscovered the Dao of Enlightenment, which is completely different from the ancient practice.
Those loose cultivators had to work hard and fight for petty profits.
The days were really bad, and some loose cultivators gathered in groups of three or five to help each other. Those low-level cultivators fought for rare elixir, and turned their backs on a friend with a broken sword. It was normal.
This caused the senior cultivators to look down on these people even more, and regarded them as shame.
Loose cultivators often don’t have medicinal pills, so they can only endure until their injuries get better; if they don’t have a good practice, they almost go into trouble; even trying to enter the market at the gate of a large sect takes a lot of effort; the same item is offered at the same price. , cultivators with sects can buy it, but loose cultivators cannot.
Zhan Yuanqiu has experienced all these kinds of difficulties.
Fortunately, he has already figured it out.
The cultivation of Jindan in the later stage is already second to none among the scattered cultivation. For people with this kind of cultivation, the small sects are willing to put aside their prejudice and change their faces.
What Zhan Yuanqiu learned was not even a systematic exercise, but a remnant of the artifact refining. The master who led him to the beginning was also a loose cultivator. It is said that when he was young, he obtained half of the manuscripts of tempering instruments in the middle of Shu.
The origin is unreliable, it may be the sect's ancient books that have been cut off, or others may speculate on the notes of forging magic tools in ancient times. Anyway, it is an unowned thing. Master Zhan Yuanqiu has this thing and has always regarded it as a treasure. Don't say try it. Just thinking about selling things for some useful treasures.
It is a pity that the secret of tempering the magic weapon is dismissed by the big sect, and the small sect sees that it is out of stock and does not want it. The price that other loose cultivators can offer is simply bad for its value.
So he has a treasure, but he can't use it.
He was also watched by others, and after a fight, Zhan Yuanqiu's hapless master escaped to a blacksmith's house in a rural village with serious injuries.
The blacksmith's surname is Zhan, and he is good at making farm tools and hunting forks. The family is not worried about food and clothing, but only worried about his son's congenital deficiency and sickness.
The unlucky cultivator with the remnant of the tempered magic weapon was rescued by the blacksmith. When he woke up, he saw that the bones of this frail and sick child were not bad. Anyway, the life-saving grace could not be repaid. Teach reading and recognizing words, so as not to be illiterate.
Not to mention that Zhan Yuanqiu's father, a blacksmith, was his unlucky master, and at first he only expected him to be healthy.
Due to the serious injuries and no medicine to heal, Zhan Yuanqiu's master died a few years later.
Ye Mo also felt that he was useless all his life, and he didn't leave anything behind, but Zhan Yuanqiu found the remnant of the quenching secret method when he was sorting out his relics. The mountain boy actually regarded this as the stunt of a blacksmith who made weapons - just because of the peace and prosperity, ordinary blacksmiths Those who can only make farm tools and know how to forge swords will immediately become unusual. Those who are registered in the government can serve in the army and receive a salary every year.
There are also master craftsmen who make private swords in the private sector. They don’t have to live in the countryside at all. They go directly to the big cities in the county and county to build a furnace of swords and swords for the last year. This bright future is simply the life of Zhan Yuanqiu’s dream. .
So, he inherited his father's business and continued to be a blacksmith in a mountain village. In his spare time, he seriously pondered and learned the method of "building weapons". He couldn't understand all kinds of rare materials, thinking that they were only found in the city, so he should not go back. It's just a matter of changing the iron to try.
One year, two years, ten years... In addition to the foundation of the early stage of qi refining, Zhan Yuanqiu's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the things he usually creates are getting sharper and more delicate. Appearance, more than seven feet tall, with a reserved light in his eyes, he could kill a mountain leopard with one punch.
It's a pity that a single weapon has never been successfully made (of course, Fantie can't stand the secret forging in the realm of self-cultivation, anyway, scrap materials can also make farm tools, Zhan Yuanqiu doesn't care).
Until a certain year, a hunter in the mountains picked up a strange ore and sent it.
Copper-yellow in color, the size of a thumb, but very heavy, the section of the ore is sharp enough to cut through an iron fork.
Zhan Yuanqiu casually stuffed it into the fire, but he couldn't melt it, so his brain twitched, and he remembered that the master who forged magic weapons must sacrifice human blood to the sword before the sword can take shape.
He couldn't figure out when the blood was spilled, whether it was out of the oven, or was it all the time...
Relying on his health, he poured a small bowl of blood into the fire every day.
At that time, he didn't know that this ore was Gengjin, the best material for casting flying swords. If Gengjin had wisdom, he would be moved and aggrieved to the point of crying - how could Fanhuo be able to melt it
A foundation-building cultivator used a mortal's blacksmith's furnace to forge a piece of gengjin with the best quenching method
Is this a casting tool? This is torture material!
Now that I pour blood every day, I finally have spiritual energy, and Geng Jin, who has been roasted by the fire for an unknown time, immediately absorbs it cleanly. In this way, Zhan Yuanqiu made mistakes, and gradually merged Geng Jin with his spirituality.
On the day when the sword was formed, he suddenly entered the realm of forgetting things and I, and he built the foundation in a confused way! Enlightened!
With his master's relics, Zhan Yuanqiu easily found the circle of loose cultivators, and collapsed to know that there were no martial arts masters in the world, and no masters who created peerless weapons. Those legendary masters and masters were monks. Zhan Yuanqiu had to correct his ideals and lost the hammer and bellows stove. The blacksmith Zhan in the village mysteriously disappeared from then on, and there was a loose repair Zhan Yuanqiu who traveled around with a half-finished sword embryo on his back.
He has been wandering the world for decades, from just knowing the words to being knowledgeable; from entering the city, he was dumbfounded, and he only looked around in amazement, and he became an expert in the world with a calm demeanor and a calm laugh; he has never seen silver, silk satin A country blacksmith who can't tell the difference between silk and yarn has become a handsome boy wearing a robe, sword and fan; a fool who has never had the slightest common sense in the world of self-cultivation, and was dizzy and dizzy by the truth, he was promoted to be one step away from Yuan Ying. monk.
Worldly glitz, worldly tulle.
Some people lose their spirit, lose their principles, lose their minds, and only know their interests. In the face of the benefits of the magic weapon of chance, relatives and friends turned against each other, and Taoist companions killed each other.
Some people are like the golden sand sifted out of the turbid water, and the jade bi that is taken out after digging out the rocks, shining brightly.
When Zhan Yuanqiu came to the capital this time, he needed a suitable place to prepare to transform into a baby.
Dabaoguo Temple's enshrinement treatment is good, and the temple is quieter than Baishan Academy, so he entered the ring and won several people in a row. ,did not expect-
While thinking about Chen He's tricks, Zhan Yuanqiu followed the crowd of people, and unknowingly, he lingered on the street all night.
When I woke up, I found that the sky was twilight, and this lively and bustling night was about to end.
"A rare good opponent." Zhan Yuanqiu sighed.
After Chen He jumped off the ring, Zhan Yuanqiu was stunned by the sight of Shi Zhonghuo's power, and when he wanted to find Chen He's whereabouts, he found that the other party had disappeared in the crowd.
It happened that the monk at Dabaoguo Temple was busy putting out the fire, so Zhan Yuanqiu also put away his sword, jumped off the ring at the opportunity, and chose a random direction to chase after him.
I just didn't know that the monk of Baoguo Temple was in a good mood tonight, thinking that he could recruit two highly skilled worshipers, but the result was that the bamboo basket was empty and dejected!
The more Zhan Yuanqiu thought about the fight last night, the more certain Chen He was that Chen He had no experience in fighting magic weapons, and he had no experience in fighting people. Chen He gradually became familiar with the tricks during the battle.
In addition to releasing spiritual energy and pretending to be martial arts, the sharp and decisive moves looked like the fighting techniques of mortal frontier sergeants, but they were much more sophisticated.
Zhan Yuanqiu even felt that Chen He had an undisguised evil spirit.
That kind of evil spirit that has been tainted by desperately fighting fierce and ferocious beasts for many years.
This made Zhan Yuanqiu's heart shake, and he couldn't help thinking that when he was a blacksmith, because he often traveled in and out of the mountains, he encountered tigers, wild boars and mountain leopards. Over time, he was also full of evil spirits.
It's just that Chen He's suffocating aura was much stronger, which made the cultivators in the late Jindan period also startled. Zhan Yuanqiu almost suspected that Chen He was someone who came out of the wild mountains in the southern border.
This kind of misunderstanding gave birth to a sincere kindness, which made Zhan Yuanqiu want to get to know each other even more.
However, the fate of this world is probably like this.
Zhan Yuanqiu, who had been wandering all night, laughed at himself, thinking that he probably didn't have such a fate.
Anyway, in the battle last night, although he lost terribly, he also gained a lot.
Zhan Yuanqiu was relieved quickly, looked up and saw a teahouse, so he prepared to go in and sit. Because he wants to change the original plan, not to do any offerings, and not in a hurry to transform the infant, he is ready to leave the capital, find a quiet place to comprehend what he has gained, and temper the long sword again.
Unexpectedly, just as he stepped into the teahouse, before he even got to his seat, he felt his shoes tighten.
"… "
Head down, nothing.
The satin on the upper was constantly being pulled and wrinkled by something, as if a small thing was persevering in trying to pull Zhan Yuanqiu's shoes off his feet.
What a ghost! !
Since he didn't feel the danger, Zhan Yuanqiu didn't want to kill, but just flicked his sleeves to disperse his spiritual energy.
— The blindfolding technique that Venerable Huanjian imposed was very strong, and Zhan Yuanqiu couldn’t break it.
But the scattered spiritual energy clearly encountered obstacles. In Zhan Yuanqiu's eyes, he outlined the appearance of this "shoe thief": a fist-sized crab!
Zhan Yuanqiu was immediately stunned. He had no idea how a crab with excellent concealment skills could appear in the Beijing teahouse! It's still the Lantern Festival, the cold winter when the snow hasn't melted!
At the same time he was amused, the encounter was so bizarre.
Zhan Yuanqiu found an empty table at random, and after greeting the man for tea, he bent down and groped for a while, firmly grabbed the crab's carapace, and lifted the little thing that was still trying to peel off its shoes: "Little guy, where are you playing? Come? Shouldn't it be in the pot?"
As he said that, he laughed.
"An invisible alien crab escaped from the restaurant's kitchen. After going through untold hardships (the lantern festival was crowded, it was a miracle that he was not trampled to death) and finally escaped, and finally climbed into the restaurant. Because there was no nest, he took a fancy to me. shoes?"
Zhan Yuanqiu used the real yuan to tease the crab claws. Although he couldn't see it, he was still quite interested.
He has been to many places and knows that crabs like to burrow to hide. On the beach, it is also common for crabs to hide in empty conch shells.
Zhan Yuanqiu took out a pair of shoes from the storage bag, put them on quickly, stepped on the empty shoes beside his feet, then bent down and let go of his hands, the aura detected the crab crawling over and holding on to the shoes.
"Haha." He chuckled happily, "The little guy took my things, how about going with me... Huh?"
Zhan Yuanqiu frowned suspiciously, and followed the direction of the crab dragging his shoes—he looked up and met a pair of shining eyes!
"… "
Zhan Yuanqiu watched as his shoes were dragged under the table of Venerable Huanjian. The crab seemed to be still clutching the shoes and tried to climb up on Venerable Huanjian. He was so knowledgeable that he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"This senior."
I can't tell the level of cultivation, and there is such a strange "pet", it should be a fellow.
Zhan Yuanqiu stood up embarrassedly and apologized: "I'm sorry, can you return the shoes?"
Shi Feng was silent, he was protecting Chen He, who had entered into meditation and enlightenment, and others could not see it at all. When Shi Feng grabbed the crab from Zhan Yuanqiu and told himself to make up a legendary experience for the crab, he saw Venerable Huanjian's eyes light up.
—I feel like I want to sigh for this young loose cultivator!
It makes Venerable Huanjian interesting, and for those who smell like Venerable Huanjian, I don't know what it will be like to be tossed.
By the way, this loose cultivator also uses a sword, just like...
Shi Feng shook his head.
He glanced at Chen He, and although he regretted what Zhan Yuanqiu was about to face, he still pretended not to know Venerable Huanjian, didn't make a sound, and could not help him.
"Boy, you have offended this seat, and you still want to abduct this seat's plaything, hum."
Venerable Huanjian waved his sleeves lightly, and Zhan Yuanqiu suddenly fell to his seat, unable to move.
The author has something to say: Zhan Yuanqiu wants to meet Chen He, just to find a good classmate who can make progress together →_→ nothing else.