Soulcaster
When she thought of the rare weapon like the Jianyu Sword, it came from the hand of a soul refiner, she couldn't help being extremely curious about this kind of profession.
Feng Wuxie wanted to visit this soul refiner named "Jiu Xuan".
But she was a little worried, she didn’t have a hundred-year-old flower carving, a thousand-year-old wine...
According to Senior Brother Mu Yuanting's intention, I am afraid that if I go with empty hands, I will definitely eat a closed door.
In desperation, Feng Wuxie wondered what he should take with him.
Fortunately, she has already obtained the qualification to practice in the secret realm of the Primordial Desolate Institute, so she doesn't have to go to the teaching office to participate in daily basic training every day. She also said hello to Jingshui. These days, she has spared time not to go to the soul sea. It's on the sidelines, but to strengthen one's own comprehension and application of the soul.
Feng Wuxie left the Taihuang Ancient Courtyard and spent a long time looking for restaurants around...
What is discouraging is that the wine made by this ordinary restaurant is only 30 years old. Feng Wuxie really has nowhere to look for a century-old or thousand-year-old wine for a while...
In the end, Feng Wuxie picked a jar of Qionghua wine aged 30 years, and then went to the Red Maple Forest.
The Red Maple Forest is a marvelous sight around the Soul Sea.
Because it is close to the soul sea, this deep red maple forest is undefeated in all seasons and is red and red under the influence of soul power.
Since the first step into the maple forest, Feng Wuxie has felt that there is a strong source of soul power in the depths of this maple forest.
This soul power is not different from the terrifying power that the soul sea radiates, but a kind of soft power that can even make people feel a hint of warmth.
It was a bit like a grand sky fire was burning in the depths of the maple forest, but it was a little different from the sky fire.
This force is much stronger.
It is like the power emitted by many different Horcruxes gathered together.
Feng Wuxie wondered in her heart: Could this power come from those Horcruxes made by a soul refiner
If this is the case, then it is really amazing!
Feng Wuxie couldn't help but yearn for something in her heart, speeding up the pace of going deep into Fenglin—
After walking for a long time, Feng Wuxie finally saw the exquisite wooden house deep in Fenglin from a distance.
The door closed tightly.
Before Feng Wuxie arrived at the door of the house, he took out the jar of wine he had prepared from Qiankun's bag—
She took a deep breath:
"Dare to ask, can Jiu Xuan Refining Master be at home?"
The answer to her was silence.
—It seems that Master Jiu Xuan doesn't want to see her anymore.
However, there is no reason to give up so easily if there is a need to ask others.
Feng Wuxie said again:
"Feng Wuxie, an introductory disciple of the Northern Wilderness College in Xia Nai, came here to visit Jiu Xuan Refining Master. A jar of thin wine is not a respect. If the Refining Master is willing to come forward to meet, I would like to offer the most precious medicine for healing as a gift of friendship! "
The only response to Feng Wuxie was the sound of red maple falling in front of the house.
However, Feng Wuxie felt the surrounding breath through the "soul intention" she had understood before. She could feel that this courtyard was not empty, and even the owner was sitting in the courtyard, listening indifferently to her talking outside the door. Refused to open the door to meet.
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Although Wu Xie was a little discouraged in her heart, she was not too persistent.
Looking at the Qionghua wine in her hand, she sighed:
"Since the refiner doesn't want to see each other, then I will put this 30-year-old Qionghua wine for the refiner under the maple tree in front of the door. I will come and visit again another day."
After speaking, Feng Wuxie really placed the jar of wine next to the red maple in front of the door.
Finally, he glanced at the closed courtyard door again, and Feng Wuxie was about to leave.
But at this moment—
The two courtyard doors suddenly opened slowly.
Feng Wuxie was overjoyed and looked back...
I saw a handsome man of about 27 or 28 years old, standing drunkly and bewildered in the courtyard, holding a jug of exquisite jade in his hand, and his robes were gorgeous and fancy, but he was a little shabby. The face is thin and fair, apparently due to long-term alcohol addiction and physical damage.
Think about it, this is Jiu Xuan Refining Master.
Before coming here, she was only supposed to be such a powerful soul refiner as an old senior, but she didn't expect it to be such a young son.
"I can't be seen by others. They always take away all the gifts you originally prepared, but why do you leave this altar of wine?" His voice was very beautiful, but with a trace of alienation and indifference from outsiders, he glanced at it. Glancing at the wine jar, he said, "Although it's not a good wine."
Feng Wuxie didn't expect that Jiu Xuan would ask such a question, but when he recovered, he only smiled and answered truthfully:
"It's okay. It's just that I bought this wine specially for the refiner. Regardless of whether the refiner is willing to come out to meet, I will naturally stay and there is no reason to take it away. Moreover... If I were to drink this kind of aging, it would be a waste of the time that this good wine cellar had been in for thirty years."
After hearing this, Jiu Xuan didn't speak, but turned his gaze to the inconspicuous sword box that Feng Wuxie was holding behind.
Then, his indifferent eyebrows suddenly flashed with a hint of luster—
Perhaps others can't see the mystery, but Jiu Xuan is a soul refiner, above the Horcrux, he can see through no matter how much he hides it.
Although the box of this sword looks very ordinary, it is actually made of the rare wind-breathing wood in the world.
Moreover, the sword weapon and the sword box are not a set at all!
However, this is not the most interesting yet—
The most interesting thing is the origin of the sword in the sword box!
He already felt the power contained in this sword, and this sword could already be transformed into a sword spirit.
Jiu Xuan didn't say much, just turned his gaze to Feng Wuxie's face.
Feng Wuxie also raised his eyes and stared at him, with a slight smile on his face.
The drunkenness in Jiu Xuan's eyes was very obvious, but Feng Wuxie felt that although this person was drunk and blurred, his eyes seemed to have seen everything through.
Finally, Jiu Xuan spoke again, three words, neither cold nor hot:
"The sword is good."
He gave an expressionless compliment.
With just three words, Feng Wuxie's heart was already slightly shaken.
The sword box of the Yanyu Sword was given to her by Emperor Qianxie. It was made of wind-breathing wood. Not only did it look inconspicuous, but it could also isolate the power of the Yanyu Sword, allowing Yan
The feather sword is warmed in the sword box of Fengximu.
Of course Feng Wuxie knew how extravagant it was to use Fengximu to create a sword box, but ordinary people would not recognize it as Fengximu, and would only think it was the most common wooden box.
But Jiu Xuan saw through all the concealment she had done for Yanyu Sword!
Feng Wuxie took a deep breath. It seemed that the soul refiner in front of him was truly unfathomable. I am afraid that no Horcrux could hide in front of him.
"This sword weapon is too sharp, I use the sword box to cover it, but I still can't escape the eyes of the refiner, admire it!"
Feng Wuxie's words are very sincere!
Jiu Xuan had seen Feng Wuxie's attitude, and seemed to be attracted by the feathered sword that she was holding behind her back, so she invited him:
"Go in."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wuxie quickly picked up the jar of wine, followed behind him, and walked into his courtyard.
As soon as he started, Feng Wuxie was attracted by the sights in his courtyard...
Under the red maple courtyard, there are several women who look exactly the same...
They not only look the same, but even their expressions and clothes are exactly the same:
Exquisite appearance, elegant clothes, all gestures are gentle and beautiful, but... their expressions all seem very stiff, like soulless... bodies.
Could this be... what kind of strange spiritism
She didn't know anything about the soul-forging master, and she thought, since the status of the soul-forging master is higher than that of the pharmacist, the strength of this Jiu Xuan is probably even more unfathomable than she had imagined.
The more she thought about it, the more Feng Wuxie felt that the profession of soul-casting master was extremely mysterious. However, she looked at Jiu Xuan's expression and felt that Jiu Xuan didn't want to say anything, so Feng Wuxie held her mind for the time being. The curiosity, did not ask to export.
Feng Wuxie looked at those identical women again—
I saw them, some were making tea in the courtyard, some were making wine in the gallery, some were reading in front of the desk, and some were painting under the maple tree...
When Feng Wuxie walked in, they were also indifferent, as if they couldn't see Feng Wuxie at all, just doing their own things intently.
Jiu Xuan calmly passed between those women, each of them, only when they saw Jiu Xuan, would they show a very gentle smile...
Feng Wuxie became more puzzled.
Jiu Xuan walked into the inner courtyard with Feng Wuxie and sat down in front of a stone chair—
Feng Wuxie noticed that there were several jugs of wine on the stone table.
… It turns out that the reason why he brought her here to talk was to continue drinking these wines.
Feng Wuxie looked at his face and shook his head. Drinking too much hurts his body. This person is so addicted to alcohol all day long. No wonder his body is damaged.
After Jiu Xuan sat down, he took another sip of wine and looked at Feng Wuxie's handsome face with drunken eyes, and his rough dress made him feel an inexplicable coldness and loneliness.
Looking at him, Feng Wuxie could only think of one word—Jiexi.
This person seems to have experienced some great sadness, so the whole person is lonely, and this kind of loneliness... I am afraid it has been several years.
"Let's talk." Jiu Xuan said, with a beautiful and mellow tone, like the fine wine in his hand: "You are looking for me, what can you ask for?"
(End of this chapter)