Hu Xiuwu opened his eyes suddenly, and he had returned to his little nest from Chang'an a thousand years ago. His eyes were still a little blurred, and his mind was still immersed in Pei Min's last sword swing in Chang'an.
It wasn't until the golden-scaled anaconda touched him gently with his head twice that he woke up.
"This is really..."
Hu Xiuwu felt very complicated now. Tu Junfang asked him to leave the world behind and understand the way to kill three corpses with him. At night, he personally saw a great swordsman in the world and told him with the sword in his hand that what he said was bullshit!
"Huh~" Hu Xiuwu thought for a while and his head was spinning, but looking at the Jade Rabbit and Cai Snake looking at him with concern, he felt a lot of comfort.
The biggest advantage of him is that he doesn't know how to get into trouble. If he can't think of it for the time being, then he won't think about it at all.
"So your name is Aman! The original name of Wuzhusheath's sword is Zhegui."
I want to reach the top of my head and ask the sky, dare to break the cinnamon branches from the Toad Palace!
Eighteen-year-old Pei Min received a sword from his master. He named the sword Zhegui on the spot and made an oath to become the best sword in the world.
Hu Xiuwu touched Aman's head. This time, his hands were no longer covered with golden light. He touched Aman's fluorescent hair, but he didn't feel any discomfort.
In Pei Min's memory, he not only observed two scenes that Pei Min remembered most, but also learned the Penglai Sword Sect's Youyue Sword Technique.
Relying on You Yue's mental technique, Hu Xiuwu reluctantly suppressed the energy of Geng metal in Aman's body, changing it from the Geng metal phase to the moon phase.
Hmm, let me just say that senior Pei Min is not so uninteresting. What's the point of stroking a Jade Rabbit that looks like a wire brush in his spare time?
He stroked Aman's head twice, pressing down both ears of Aman, and then glanced at the golden-scaled anaconda coiled into a ball:
"Should I give you a name too? Just Three Corpses?"
The golden-scaled anaconda raised its neck high, looked straight at Hu Xiuwu, and tried hard to express the surprised look on its snake face, "Are you serious?"
Hu Xiuwu laughed and patted the anaconda on the head: "Haha, let me think about it, why don't you just call me Yu Jingzi."
"I hope you can carry me one day to Bai Yujing in the sky."
It is recorded in "Legend Cui Wei" of the Tang Dynasty that An Qisheng, one of the eight truths of the Shangqing Dynasty, flew up to the white jade capital in the sky on the Yujingzi snake.
"Very well, go to bed next."
After having a fight with Tu Junfang in reality, and becoming Pei Min's spirit in the fantasy world, and experiencing the Anshi Rebellion, Hu Xiuwu was now physically and mentally exhausted, and no matter what he had to do, he had to talk about it tomorrow.
Hu Xiuwu fell back, lay down on his pillow and fell asleep.
After he fell asleep, Yu Jingzi and Ah Man looked at each other, disliked each other for a while, and then changed back to their original shapes.
Yu Jingzi transformed into the three-corpse needle, flew back to the needle bag and got under Hu Xiuwu's pillow, while Aman transformed into Zhegui and leaned against Hu Xiuwu's bed.
Two weapon spirits guarded Hu Xiuwu, one on the left and one on the right.
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Early the next morning, Hu Xiuwu called Yu Baiyuan and told him about winning the title. Pei Min was obviously the founder of the Penglai Sword Sect.
That Zhegui can be regarded as a relic of the founder of the Penglai Sword Sect. Hu Xiuwu also learned the Youyue Sword Technique. He should inform Yu Baiyuan both emotionally and rationally.
After Yu Baiyuan heard Hu Xiuwu explain the whole thing, he said proudly:
"Haha, just take it with confidence. There is no reason to take back what I, Yu Baiyuan, gave you."
Then, Hu Xiuwu told Yu Baiyuan that he had learned Youyue Sword Technique.
After Yu Baiyuan heard about this, not only was he not angry that his swordsmanship was leaked, but he was very happy that Hu Xiuwu had learned Youyue Swordsmanship.
Now the raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice.
Hu Xiuwu can be regarded as the descendant of Patriarch Pei Min, that is, I am a member of the Penglai Sword Sect. I, Yu Baiyuan, am the head of the Penglai Sword Sect. Rounding it all off, Hu Xiuwu is his disciple. This makes sense.
It wasn't until he heard that the Youyue Sword Technique that Hu Xiuwu had learned included the move of breaking mountains and rivers with a cold mirror, that he felt a little moved, and immediately told Hu Xiuwu that he would rush to Sijiu City immediately.
Only Guanghan Lingxiao's two unique skills of the Penglai Sword Sect have been passed down, while Hanjing Breaking Mountains and Rivers has been lost for a long time.
Yu Baiyuan said he would arrive soon, which was really fast.
Only one day later, he used some method to get to Sijiu City. He also reported an address to Hu Xiuwu and asked him to bring Zhegui with him.
Hu Xiuwu could only have time to go there after school. Wang Ye used to take the bus home every day. It happened that Du Ge drove to pick Wang Ye up after school today, and he took Wang Ye's car to Yu Xiuwu. The address Bai Yuan said.
Arriving at the alley mentioned in Yu Baiyuan's address, Hu Xiuwu got out of the car and waved to the driver's seat to say thank you: "Brother Du, thank you for sending me here."
Du Ge spoke with a local accent from Forty-Nine City: "Hey, what's the big deal? What's the relationship between your dad and Director Wang? You still need to be polite to me."
"But, can Shugo just drop you here? Do you really don't need me to pick you up?"
Wang Ye nestled in the back seat and said lazily: "Brother Du, don't worry about him. This thief is very capable, don't worry about him."
Hu Xiuwu and Wang had known each other since they were young. They both knew each other's situation thoroughly, so Wang also didn't have much disguise when facing Hu Xiuwu, revealing his true colors as a lazy crane.
Hu Xiuwu also said to Brother Du: "It's okay, Brother Du. I'm just here to visit a senior. You and Wang can go back first."
Du Ge then said: "Okay, if anything happens, remember to call me."
Then he drove Wang Ye back to Wang's house, while Hu Xiuwu counted the house numbers and walked along the alley. After seeing the house Yu Baiyuan mentioned, he planned to knock on the door, but he found that the door was not closed at all. .
Hu Xiuwu pushed the door open and went in. His feet made a creaking sound when he stepped on the yard. He lowered his head and saw that the ground was covered with tiny cinders, and he looked along the residue on the ground.
There is a pile of coal stacked in a corner of the small yard, and a plastic sheet is spread over the coal to protect it from rain.
"It's not winter, why are there so many coals piled in this yard?"
Hu Xiuwu thought to himself, and Yu Baiyuan's voice came from the room:
"It's Xiuwu, come in quickly."
Hu Xiuwu responded and took advantage of the fact that no one was around to take out the Zhegui from the ghost tomb, and then continued walking deeper into the small courtyard.
This campus is a typical courtyard house in Forty-Nine Cities, but it is not any smaller than Hu Xiuwu's courtyard.
Under the eaves, Yu Baiyuan and another old man were sitting at a small table, chatting happily with a pot of old wine and a few dishes of side dishes.
Yu Baiyuan remained the same as before, but the old man's breathing was steady and long, his eyes were awkward and lively, and he was obviously a strange person.
Yu Baiyuan introduced Hu Xiuwu: "This is Zhang Duan, just call him Uncle Zhang. He should be the best knifemaker in Sijiu City, no, he should be said to be the best knifemaker in the entire North China region."
Perhaps because of the long-term ironwork, Zhang Duan said in a loud voice: "Whatever you call me, I can be this little guy's grandfather."
"My master is Wu Dechang from Shangqing."
As the Grand Master of the Shangqing Dynasty, Wu Dechang was one of the top in the world in terms of seniority.
With one word from Yu Baiyuan, Zhang Dui stopped talking and turned to look at the Zhegui in Hu Xiuwu's hand:
"This is the sword of Sword Master Pei Min you talked about on the phone yesterday? Can you let me get my hands on it, little guy?"
Zhang Dui's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Zhegui's sword master's sword. He couldn't help but feel curious and yearning for him, so Hu Xiuwu reached out to ask for it.
When he stretched out his hand, Hu Xiuwu saw Zhang Dui's forearm with spots and burns like those of a cheetah, which made Hu Xiuwu couldn't help but take a second look.
Seeing Hu Xiuwu's eyes, Zhang Duan didn't care:
"This is a scar left when I was young and learned the art."
"A craftsman, a craftsman, you don't have any injuries on your hands, how dare you call yourself a craftsman."
