"Do you know where I'm going?"
Zhang Xiaozu asked in surprise.
He only said that he was going on a long trip, but listening to Qianyan Gu's words, it seemed that he already knew that he was going back to Kyushu.
Qianyan Gu nodded and asked again: "Are you going back to your ancestral land?"
"How did you know? I didn't say anything." Zhang Xiaozhu asked in surprise.
"I feel it." Qianyan Gu said, "You used to come here in a hurry and leave in a hurry. It felt very busy, but today you sat down and talked to me so much. You also said that you were going to travel far away, and you hesitated to speak. It looked like there was something unspeakable, so I guessed it."
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but be surprised by Qian Yan Gu's delicate thoughts. He nodded and admitted: "You are right, I am indeed going back. No one can tell about this, including your brother."
"I know." Qianyan Gu nodded vigorously, then looked at Zhang Xiaozu expectantly and asked, "Then when will you come back?"
Zhang Xiaozhu wanted to say three to five years, but seeing Qianyan Gu's pure eyes and not wanting to lie to her, he shook his head and answered truthfully: "I'm not sure, maybe three to five years, maybe three to five hundred years, maybe a thousand years. "
The light in Qianyan Gu's eyes dimmed obviously after hearing this, but she immediately cheered up and said: "Master, no matter how long you go, the disciple will be waiting for you to come back. Don't worry, after you leave, the disciple will definitely I won’t slack off, I will continue to practice hard, and I promise I won’t embarrass you.”
Zhang Xiaozu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't ignore you even if I leave here. I have already asked the Taoist ancestor. From now on, he will teach and supervise your cultivation for me."
"Ah!" Qianyan Gu jumped up in fright, widened her eyes and asked, "What are you talking about? Dao Ancestor - he wants to - urge me to practice?"
"That's right."
"Ah, I'm dead, I'm dead!" Qianyan Gu shouted with a grimace, "I'm so bad at practice, if I can't catch his eyes, I will be scolded to death. What should I do? It's over. It’s over, it’s over! Who can save me?”
"Haha..." Zhang Xiaozu was amused by Qianyan Gu's panicked look. He smiled and reassured: "Don't worry, Daozu is amiable and kind. He won't scold you. Besides, you work so hard." Hard work is really a good disciple that you can't find even with a lantern. He can't even praise you, so how can he be willing to scold you?"
"Really?" Qianyan Gu asked dubiously.
"Of course!" Zhang Xiaozu nodded affirmatively, fearing that Qianyan Gu wouldn't believe it, so he gave an example: "Let me tell you a little secret, there is an idiot in our Taoist sect. He has practiced for more than 480 years and has not improved a bit. He just recently After finally breaking through the bottleneck and improving his cultivation, Dao Ancestor even praised him. Your cultivation level has improved so quickly, Dao Ancestor will definitely praise you."
Qianyan Gu patted her chest with relief and said, "Fortunately, I'm not that stupid."
"Come here, I will teach you a few more tricks before I leave."
Zhang Xiaozu stood up and said.
He taught Qianyan Gu two sets of high-level physical combat skills, left her with a large amount of cultivation elixirs, and then left the restricted formation.
Yan Mingchao was still forging the Wanjian Box for Zhou Jianlai, but it seemed to be almost completed. When he saw Zhang Xiaopou approaching, he asked loudly while forging: "Boy, is something wrong?"
"Will it bother you?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"Wait a moment, it will be fine soon." Yan Ming said.
His forging hammer struck the Ten Thousand Swords Box again and again. It seemed as if he was doing nothing, just tapping in vain. In fact, every strike carried powerful space-time power, constantly repairing and rebuilding the space of the Ten Thousand Swords Box. Magic circle.
Compared with Wei Ziyan's spatial attainments when he made the Wanjian Box, Yan Mingchao's spatial attainments are naturally many times better.
"become!"
After about a stick of incense, Yan Mingchao suddenly shouted loudly, raised the forging hammer with his right hand, quickly pinched the time and space fingerprints with his left hand, and slapped the time and space formation patterns into the Ten Thousand Sword Box. Finally, the forging hammer he raised suddenly slammed. fall.
Boom!
The forging hammer fell on the Wanjian Box, and a huge roar came from inside, followed by a clicking sound, like the sound of gears turning.
Zhang Xiaozu is familiar with this sound. It is the sound of the formation operating for the first time and the formation hubs fitting together.
"Well, it's not bad." Yan Mingchao put away the forging hammer, picked up the Wanjian Box and felt it, nodded with satisfaction, then threw it to Zhou Jianlai and said, "Feel it, are you satisfied?"
Zhou Jianlai took the Wanjian Box excitedly and expectantly, and his spiritual consciousness couldn't wait to poke it in. A wave of awe-inspiring aura rushed towards him, shocking him.
"You planted a lot of elixirs, spiritual fruits, and some monster beasts inside, so I didn't touch the basic environment inside. I just rebuilt the space-time array for it to make it stronger. And there are It can withstand sword energy that is several times stronger than the current one.
But its base material is too ordinary, and the upper limit is there. If you want to upgrade its quality to a high level, you will have to spend a lot of effort, materials, time, etc. However, this sword box has begun to take shape, and it is still very fragile. It would be a pity to radically transform it and possibly erase its spirituality.
So let’s use it like this for now.
If you can give birth to a complete weapon spirit before it reaches its endurance limit, I can help you transform it into an extraordinary space artifact. "
Zhou Jianlai bowed deeply to Yan Mingchao and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for giving it a new life."
Then he asked: "Senior, how can I give birth to its weapon spirit?"
"The weapon spirit of each artifact is unique, just like people, each one is different, so each weapon spirit grows in a different way." Yan Mingchao stroked his beard and thought for a while, then mused: "Your sword There are only swords in the box, and even the growing vegetation contains sword energy. How about—why not try to teach it your sword skills and see if it can learn the sword along with you? If it succeeds, his Spirituality will inevitably grow rapidly and eventually give birth to a weapon spirit."
"Thank you, senior, for your advice." Zhou Jianlai said happily.
Yan Mingchao said: "It has begun to take on spiritual form. Try to communicate with it more. When practicing, you might as well treat it as a part of your body and let it feel your body and your mind." 33
Zhou Jianlai nodded repeatedly.
"I'm so greedy after hearing this. I also want to get a weapon to cultivate." Zhang Xiaozu said with a smile.
"It's still too late to practice swordplay now," Zhou Jianlai said.
Zhang Xiaozu shook his head and said: "My talent in sword training is mediocre, no better than yours and senior brother's talent. I was born for the sword——"
"Stop it!"
Zhou Jianlai hurriedly stopped Zhang Xiaozu. He felt that the more Zhang Xiaozu spoke, the more he seemed to be swearing. He changed the subject and asked, "Where is Senior Qingqu? Is he still in front, or has he returned to the cave?"
"Do you have anything to do with him?"
"I want to have another sword duel with him." Zhou Jianlai replied smoothly, but as soon as he said the words, he felt something was wrong and quickly added: "Test the sword skills."
"If it's a comparison of inferiority, you should not be able to beat him. If it's a comparison of swordsmanship, you have to wait. I'll ask senior brother to help me send him to Tianshan to see if I can bring back the Holy Beast of Baize. He has already set off."
Some people died, but not completely...
