"Since you can't speak, don't blame me for being ruthless." Bai Ze said solemnly, pretending to kill the gourd vine.
"Great Immortal, the little demon has realized his mistake!" Calabash Teng cried and begged for mercy.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Please give the little demon a chance to change his ways..." Jian Xi couldn't bear it when she saw the pitiful Gourd Vine crying, and said to Bai Ze: "Master, why don't you spare his life...anyway? Those people in the Zeng family are not good people, so didn't this little monster harm those people's lives?" Bai Ze looked hesitant after hearing this.
When the Calabash Vine saw that there was something going on, he started to perform even harder and cried, "Young lady is kind-hearted and kind-hearted. Please spare the little demon. The little demon will not dare to do evil again in the future. I have a treasure here for my young lady. Please give it to me." Please plead with the Great Immortal to let the little demon go..." As he said that, a black lump emerged from the gourd vine.
Jian Xi asked curiously: "What is that?" Bai Ze took a closer look and saw that the black lump was a piece of fine iron. Although it was not a good material, it was just right for making swords.
After all, the flying swords in Bai Ze's hands are very powerful, and Jian Xi has not yet entered the path of cultivation, so it is not suitable for her to use them.
"This is a good thing, little sister doesn't know..." Calabash Vine began to fool Jian Xi, blowing up the black lumps in his hands, which were even more impressive than meteorite iron.
Jian Xi was very moved when she heard this. Bai Ze saw through it without saying anything and let the gourd vine perform.
"Master?" Jian Xi looked at Bai Ze. Bai Ze followed suit and said: "Since you intend to save this spirit's life, I will naturally not make you sad."
"Thank you, Immortal, thank you, little sister!" Calabash Teng kowtowed in thanks.
"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped." Bai Ze changed his tone and said: "After all, you did harm to one party and forced the ghost of Li Er to do evil, which resulted in bad consequences. Now that you want to change your past, you might as well, I will give it to you. a chance."
"Great Immortal, please speak." The Calabash Vine Man was under the eaves and had to lower his head.
"The town of Funiu Mountain is located in a remote place, and the Tianjia cannot take care of it." Bai Ze said,
"I think you have been practicing spirit transformation for a hundred years and you are very powerful. If you are willing to be the guardian spirit of the town, I will spare your life." When Calabash Teng heard that Bai Ze wanted him to be the leader of Zengtou City, The guardian spirit suddenly became happy.
Being so psychic and possessing extraordinary perceptive abilities, he discovered early on that the town's fate was not simple.
Rather than risking his life here, it is better to agree to Bai Ze's request and become the guardian spirit of Zengtou City. But what Bai Ze said next made him dumbfounded: "But the town is full of mortals, and you have been practicing for more than a hundred years, so you are a double-edged sword. I think it should be like this, so please give me the gourd in your hand as a token of appreciation." Sincerity. Otherwise, you will cause trouble in the future, and I will lead the wolf into the house."
"???" What does it mean to tell lies with open eyes? The gourd vines are all trapped, and all the people in Zengtou City are mortals?
! Grandma has legs, so when he first awakened his intelligence, he was almost frightened to death when an old man in the small town glanced at him from a distance of more than ten miles. Could it be his own hallucination?
Calabash Teng was about to argue, but Bai Ze glanced at him lightly, and immediately trembled with fright. He handed over the gourd in his hand with tears, and said: "I am really weak, pitiful and helpless. Little goblin...wuwuwu..." Bai Ze withdrew the four flying swords and collected the gourd and fine iron. The gourd vine suddenly shrank like an eggplant beaten by frost.
The young man in sackcloth wielded his sword and took Jian Xi and the spirit back to the town. Returning to Zeng's house, Zeng Wu had arranged for his three sons to go into the mountain to bury Li Er. He saw Bai Ze coming with a sword and learned that Bai Ze had subdued the land man. He was grateful.
"Master Zeng, this gourd vine has become wise and has sworn to me that he is willing to be the guardian spirit of the town." Bai Ze said,
"You can treat this spirit kindly in the future. As long as the gentleman is here in the town, he will not dare to act recklessly. To say the least, he is bound by an oath. He should protect the town to ensure safety and smoothness."
"Little old man, I would like to thank the Immortal Master on behalf of the people of the town!" Zeng Wu kowtowed. When this happened, Bai Ze left the Zeng family and built a sword furnace in the suburbs, preparing to use the piece of fine iron to forge a sword for Jian Xi with his own hands.
Since he is a sword cultivator, how can he not have a sword in his hand? After returning to the Immortal Sect in the future, when Jian Xi officially enters the path of spiritual practice, Bai Ze will make plans to award the little girl the Flying Sword.
After the construction of the sword furnace was completed, Bai Ze went to the Xuetang again before opening the furnace. Only this time, he brought Jian Xi to visit.
Bai Ze told the old scholar what happened in the Zeng family. After hearing this, the old man said: "You did an excellent job in this matter. It can be regarded as persuading the Zeng family to do good from evil."
"Sir, you praised me." Bai Ze smiled and greeted Jian Xi.
"Jian Xi, come and pay homage to the sir." The little girl bowed sensibly: "Jian Xi, pay homage to the sir!"
"No need to be polite." The old scholar smiled, his expression as calm as ever. Bai Ze couldn't guess whether the old show was really calm or calm.
In fact, the old scholar already knew the outcome of the matter from the night Bai Ze left Xuetang. When he saw Jian Xi, he showed no regrets or regrets, and no other expressions.
Bai Ze drank tea with the old man. Before leaving, he handed the prepared bundle of repairs to the old scholar and asked him to teach Jian Xi how to read and write.
The old scholar agreed, and Jian Xi offered tea to the old man, but he drank it too. The matter was settled like this, Jian Xi went to the library to study during the day, and after school she ran to the thatched cottage in the suburbs, where Bai Ze built the sword furnace.
A few days ago, the sword furnace was set on fire by Bai Ze and began to melt the fine iron. Forging swords requires repeated tempering to remove impurities from the iron.
After the conditions are ripe, the iron block is beaten into a sword strip, shaped into a sword shape, quenched and burned, and finally polished to make the hilt, sword trestle, and scabbard.
"Nail clang, nail clang, nail clang..." The sound of hammering continued in the thatched cottage. Jian Xi ran to the thatched cottage whenever she had time, but she was too young and couldn't help much, so she could only move a small bench to watch Bai Ze forge iron and swords.
The late autumn in the north is already considered extremely cold, and the cold wind blows people away. The little girl gathered around the sword stove. The fire in the stove was burning, which could resist the severe cold.
A few days later, Zeng Wu came to visit and said that he would unveil the plaque on the town's boundary gate and ask Mr. Shutang to give him words to give Zengtou City a new name.
Bai Ze knew that Zeng Wu was too embarrassed to go to Xuetang alone to ask for calligraphy, so he put down his work and promised Zeng Wu to visit the old scholar with him tomorrow morning and ask him to give him calligraphy.
"Thank you, Immortal Master!" Zeng Wu was very discerning. He saw the gourd placed by Bai Ze next to the sword stove and asked, "I dare to ask Immortal Master, is the home brew that the little old man gave to Immortal Master a few days ago, is it to taste?" ?”
"The wine is good." Bai Ze said.
"In this case, the little old man still has a lot at home, why don't I put another gourd for the immortal master. After the immortal master drinks, your disciple will inform you, and the little old man will give the immortal master another drink." Zeng Wu said, Look at the gourd.
The gourd is naturally the one knotted on the gourd vine. After Calabash Vine became the guardian spirit of the town, the old scholar suddenly became famous and named him Su Bing.
Bai Ze looked at Zeng Wu with a strange look on his face and said, "Master Zeng, this gourd is a bit big..." Zeng Wu took a closer look and saw that the gourd was just an ordinary size, just right for hanging around his waist. What's wrong with it?
He immediately thought that Bai Ze was joking with him and said, "Master Immortal, I am not bragging. One hundred and eighty gourds of my home brew are always more than enough." Ze Shi smiled with satisfaction, took the gourd away, and said he would send the gourd over in the afternoon.
Zeng Wu invited the gourd to his home and ordered his eldest son Zeng Long to fill the cellar with wine. He said, "This gourd is used by the immortal master. It must contain the best wine. Do you understand?"
"My son must not dare to be careless!" Zeng Long said. This pretending made Zeng Long confused. The strong man went to the cellar, took the best aged wine, and poured it into the gourd.
He originally thought that the gourd was so small that it would not be able to hold much, so he thought that he might as well go to the thatched cottage in the suburbs with his father in the afternoon and bring another can to the immortal master.
Unexpectedly, the gourd turned out to be like a bottomless pit. The wine barrel, which was enough to soak an adult, kept pouring wine into the gourd. For a moment, there was no intention of filling the gourd!
Zeng Long was horrified and poured all the aging wine in the wine barrel into the gourd with his own hands. Not a drop of it spilled out, but the gourd still showed no tendency to be filled.
Zeng Long didn't believe in evil and drank another bucket. But the gourd really holds as much as it wants, like a bottomless pit!
"Weird! Could this gourd have become a spirit?! Zeng Long was so frightened that he hurried to find Zeng Wu. Zeng Wu rushed to the wine cellar with Zeng Ying and Zeng Bao. If he didn't believe it, he wanted to see how much the gourd could hold. Wine. The four people worked all day long, and at the end they were as earth-colored and exhausted. The gourd had a huge appetite and put all the aging wine in the wine cellar. Zeng Wu picked up the gourd and shook it. He sighed that the gourd was indeed a The baby was actually able to be easily picked up by him after filling it for aging in the wine cellar. He was completely convinced. Listening to the sound in the gourd, it seemed that the wine inside was not even half full.…
