sbdcsierra Chapter 135
Chapter 135
At sunrise, the snow returns to the town.
Instead of going home or going to Windswept Alley, he walked across the covered bridge and came to the fenced courtyard of the school master.
Under the shade of the willow trees in the fence yard, Tsing Yi collapsed on a rattan chair, immersed in “Nine-Tailed Turtle” and could not extricate himself.
“Knock knock. The
girl knocked softly on the courtyard door.
“Come in. The
girl walked to the front and said softly: “Master…” Tsing
Yi said coldly: “Dead.”
“Master, the student is not here for Xuan’er.
Tsing Yi put down the scroll and revealed an expressionless face, “Your master has something disgusting to tell me again?”
The girl shook her head lightly, her heart very puzzled.
Master once said that the only person who could be called a friend to him was Xuejufuzi.
But living in the town for nearly ten years, the girl has never seen the two of them talk and drink together.
Not even in the same frame.
Maybe there were, but I didn’t know it.
“Master, the student wants to borrow a few collections of novels of the gods and demons.
“Look?”
the girl told the truth, “Master, look.”
Qing Yi raised his eyebrows, “In order for your master to have something to do, so that he will not be alone, like a lonely poor ghost?”
“Go back, that white-haired rat came more diligent than you.
“All kinds of books in my collection are about to be turned over by your master.
“Also,”
Qing Yi said without saltiness, “Your master is far more powerful than you thought, both in cultivation and in your heart.
The girl stood there for a long time before she whispered, “Excuse me, the student leaves.”
“Instead of raising you, Nan Candle might as well raise a few more white-haired rats.” The
girl who walked to the gate of the courtyard suddenly froze.
After a few breaths, it gradually moved away.
……
The blazing sun hangs high in the heart of the sky.
Blacksmith shop in Windswept Lane, Town.
“Girl, our treasurer is not there.
Cang Xue was curious, “Where to go?”
the master blacksmith pointed to the west, “See that mountain?”
“What did Big Brother Han do when he went over the mountain?”
the blacksmith master shook his head: “I don’t know, maybe it’s to pay tribute to his three hairs that died just now.” ”
Maiden: “……”
……
About an hour later.
Snow climbs to the top of the mountain.
The peaks of the mountain, which were green and lush yesterday, are now bare.
A thatched hut is built on a cliff, and in front of it sits a sword furnace that has been extinguished.
“Why are you here?” Han
Ying, who was naked on his upper body, walked out of the grass hut.
The girl took out a piece of jade from her sleeve and handed it to the man, “Brother Han, this is a deposit.”
Han Ying took the jade pei and frowned: “Isn’t this the piece of Hetian jade that Old Master Tang in Wolong Lane tied with him~
” The girl: “Brother Han, I don’t know what you are talking nonsense.”
Han Ying put away the jade pei and said displeased: “It’s really troublesome, I have to go to Qixia Mansion to sell stolen goods.”
The girl diverted the topic and said, “Brother Han, when will my sword be forged?” Han
Ying replied: “I don’t know, maybe two or three months, maybe two or three years, maybe twenty or thirty years.” The
girl was surprised: “So long?!” ”
Snow girl, do you know what those two scales are?”
“Han Ying
: “Since you know the dragon scales, how can all fire melt them?” “If the dragon scales do not melt into liquid, how can I mold the knife blank?” ”
Do you want to kill with two divine weapons, or do you want to take two scales?”
The girl said honestly: “Divine weapons!” ”
But Brother Han, you don’t need to come here, right?
When I pound the knife blank, you know why~”
……
In the blink of an eye, it was nightfall.
In the clanging sound, the owner of the blacksmith shop in Windward Alley walked through the town archway building with an axe in one hand and dozens of swords shining with cold light on his shoulder.
The moonlight reflected the man’s almost hairless bald head, reflecting a large cold light like frost and snow.
A quarter of an hour later.
The man walked across the covered bridge and glanced at the candle-lit fence yard from afar.
“Little ghost surnamed Qi, dare to dig and dig in the Shenmu Forest, and blame Laozi for burying you with them. ”
Five short men go deep into the Divine Wood Forest.
Rao is a moon, and it cannot penetrate the dense leaves.
The towering giant trees standing tall are like ancient giants who are silent.
In the dark forest where five fingers could not be seen, there was only the sound of men stepping on rotting leaves.
The sound of broken leaves sounds particularly chilling.
“Giggle~”
In the quiet forest, a chuckle suddenly sounded.
It’s straight creepy.
The footsteps stopped abruptly.
Han Ying had a cold rough face and looked down.
But I saw that in the moist soil that emitted the smell of decay, there was a woman’s miserable white face embedded in it.
Those dead gray eyes, empty and numb, glowed with a chilling evilness.
A muffled bang.
Han baby’s hand loosened.
Dozens of swords fell to the ground.
The man picked up a handle casually.
Aim at the woman’s slightly cracked mouth and insert it fiercely.
“Ah~”
In the bitter scream, the woman’s face disappeared into the ground with a long sword.
“Sick!”
The man’s right index finger was juxtaposed with his middle finger, pointing towards the sky.
In the sound of swishing through the air, dozens of long swords soared up.
“Town!” the
man spat out the word again, pointing his sword diagonally down.
Dozens of suspended swords with their tips pointing downwards fell like milky ways in an instant, piercing straight into the extreme depths of the woodland.
In a trance, one after another screams lingered in the forest.
The man looked calm and came to a sacred tree.
The sacred tree is called a ‘dead ghost’ by the townspeople, and is extremely unpopular.
Staring coldly at the hideous and painful old man’s face on the body of the ghost tree.
Han Ying said to himself: “In this world, only the divine tree as firewood and the essence of the blazing sun can be used as fire, and those two dragon scales can be melted.
“The willow rooster surnamed Iron, you have always been calculating and not pulling out a hair.
“I begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother that I had brought you the immortal will, but you were not even willing to give me a string of sugar gourds for free.”
“I didn’t cut much and repaired all the branches.”
“Like a man bald~”
The man pinned the axe behind his waist, his figure was dexterous like an ape, and he went up to the sacred tree in three or two strokes.
Immediately, he crossed the forked branches, drew his axe, raised it high, and cut it down heavily.
……
Following.
Zhoushan Cliff Terrace.
Zhu Jiuyin was sitting at the entrance of the cave, still holding the piece of dragon in his hand.
“What does Han Ying really want
?” “The dragon corpse that the girl looks at in the cave world of the Mountain and River Society should be my life after life.” ”
The three great Tianzuns of Xuanmen, Immortal Emperor Zhang Bairen, and… Nuwa, and even Wan Xian.
“These people killed me again and again, and they couldn’t completely annihilate me, so they suppressed me.”
“It has long been suppressed, and it has evolved into a taboo in one life after another, overturning Zhoushan, and then being killed and suppressed again.” ”
Han Ying’s move should be a warning~
” “Warn me to stay in the cave honestly.” Zhu
Jiuyinjian’s eyebrows frowned slightly.
Because the python’s body is more than 130 meters, it is impossible to open more inheritance memories hidden deep in the bloodline.
Footsteps come from far and near.
Zhu Jiuyin put away the dragon scales.
Soon, the girl went up to the cliff platform.
Retracting his gaze towards the edge of the cliff, he asked, “Master, hasn’t Uncle Pig Emperor left the customs yet?” Zhu
Jiuyin said speechlessly: “A pint of the Sea Realm advanced to the Yin Immortal Realm, that is, a heavenly man.”
“Your Uncle Pig Emperor only went into retreat the night before, it’s less than three days, how easy to be released.”
The girl smiled and showed her teeth, “In this case, then Master, you can be my sparring partner.”
Zhu Jiuyin stretched his waist, yawned, and said lazily: “Spring is sleepy, summer is lackluster, autumn napping, winter and March when you can’t wake up.”
“I’m tired of the teacher, go to your sister Xueniang.” The
girl squinted, “Master, the apprentice thinks Uncle Pig Emperor is right, you can’t even compare to a speck of dirt in his fingernails.” Zhu
Jiuyin snorted and ejected up.
“Give me the scabbard!”
the girl smiled slyly.
The long sword is unsheathed.
The sword returns to the girl.
Sheath returned to Zhu Jiuyin.
“Master, please pay full attention and go all out, the apprentice will not show mercy. ”
A few breaths later.
“Ah!”
screamed, startling the birds.
Summer goes to autumn.
Time passes day by day.
Unconsciously, it was the spring of Fu Ling’s fourteenth year.
The ten-year non-war pact signed between Wei and Su is only half a year left.
The girl knew it was time to leave.
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ps: Thank you for the king of gifts from the big guy of the ‘human game’, sincerely fearful, the little brother will be your bodyguard, I am old, three can fight one.
Thank you for your paid gifts and generate electricity with love.
Please come and generate electricity with love, free of charge.
Ming’er posted the fee, so excited, I can go to massage again.