"Brother Da Fang, what are you doing?" Liu Hongye asked Fang Jian while squatting on the ground and chewing a cooked pork rib in his hand.
Fang Jian raised his head and glanced at the pork ribs in his hand. There was no meat on them, only a few strands of meat and white tendons, but Liu Hongye gnawed them with relish.
Fang Jian held a long bamboo in his left hand and a bamboo knife in his right hand, and was cutting the bamboo in his hand bit by bit.
"I'm making a sword box." Fang Jian said.
"Sword box?" Liu Hongye paused after hearing this, and then immediately became interested, "Brother Da Fang, do you have a sword?"
"Yes." Fang Jian nodded and said, "Of course you must have a sword to defend yourself when you go out."
Liu Hongye's eyes brightened and he asked, "Where is the sword? Why didn't I see it? Didn't you bring a sword when you first came here?"
Fang Jian smiled slightly and said, "I hid the sword when I came here, and now I put it in the house."
"I want to see it!" The pork ribs in Liu Hongye's hand suddenly lost their flavor. He jumped up and said, "Brother Da Fang, I want to see your sword."
Fang Jian said: "Okay, I'll get it later."
As he spoke, Fang Jian put down the bamboo and bamboo knife in his hand, turned around and entered the room, took out the Taiyi Golden Light Sword from the Niwan Palace, gathered away the divine light on its surface, and walked out with it in his hand.
"Wow!" Liu Hongye sprinted up and looked at the Taiyi Golden Light Sword in Fang Jian's hand, his eyes full of shock.
Although the Taiyi Golden Light Sword has been restrained by Fang Jian, as a middle-grade Taiyi Golden Light Sword, its momentum is also extremely extraordinary.
"What a great sword!" Liu Hongye exclaimed, "Brother Da Fang, what a great sword!"
"..." Fang Jian's face darkened and he said, "Children must speak clearly."
"?" Liu Hongye looked at Fang Jian blankly, "What's wrong, Brother Da Fang? Did I say something wrong? This is indeed a good sword!"
Fang Jian finally understood what children's words are without restraint. Perhaps adults' thoughts are too complicated. A child's simple words may have many meanings to adults.
"You're right..." Fang Jian said after a while.
Liu Hongye bent down and looked closely at the Taiyi Golden Light Sword in Fang Jian's hand. The more he looked at it, the more handsome he felt, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
"Can I play?" Liu Hongye raised his head and asked Fang Jian with hope.
Fang Jian smiled faintly, walked to the previous position, sat down on a smooth and round stone, and then he hung the Taiyi Golden Light Sword upside down and threw it down.
There was just a "squeak" sound, and the Taiyi Golden Light Sword sank into the ground for more than two feet in an instant. "Take it and play with it." Fang Jian pointed to the Taiyi Golden Light Sword inserted into the ground and said to Liu Hongye.
Upon hearing this, Liu Hongye immediately walked forward excitedly, came to the Taiyi Golden Light Sword, stretched out his hands and grasped the hilt of the sword.
Fang Jian's thoughts changed, and all the power on the Taiyi Golden Light Sword was instantly restrained. Otherwise, just a sword energy overflowing from the Taiyi Golden Light Sword would destroy Liu Hongye's body and soul.
Liu Hongye took hold of the hilt of the sword and pulled it out, but the sword did not move at all.
"Ah!" Liu Hongye yelled and used all his strength to draw the sword, but his face turned red from holding it in, and his feet slipped out of two deep grooves in the soil under his feet. Taiyi's golden light The sword remained motionless.
"I..." Finally, Liu Hongye stopped, squatted on the ground and took a few deep breaths, and then said, "I...I can't pull it out."
Fang Jian laughed and said, "If you can't pull it out, there's nothing you can do. It seems you can't play with this sword."
Liu Hongye stared at the Taiyi Golden Light Sword for a while, then turned around and ran, and soon ran into Daliuzhuang.
Not long after, Liu Hongye ran over with a group of children.
Fang Jian continued to use Ci Zhu to peel the scabbard, while Liu Hongye and his friends walked around the Taiyi Golden Light Sword. Everyone tried to pull it out, but they couldn't.
Several days have passed since Liu Yuanxing's funeral. Jiang Lan and his wife went to retrieve the body but have not returned. Fang Jian made a bamboo scabbard for himself while waiting for the next opportunity.
You need to have the opportunity to inspect the underworld. You can't just kill someone just for inspection, right?
Time flies so fast in the world, the heaven and earth are vague, and several days pass by in the blink of an eye.
Fang Jian sat cross-legged in the room, with a fairy light floating in front of his eyes.
That ball of fairy light was wrapped in a bamboo scabbard that was more than two feet long. This was the scabbard Fang Jian made for the Taiyi Golden Light Sword.
What he has to do now is to use his own magic power to refine it into a sheath that can accommodate the Taiyi Golden Light Sword.
Mortal bamboo is useless. Even one ten thousandth of the power of the Taiyi Golden Light Sword is not something that a Mortal Bamboo can withstand.
So Fang Jian used the "Innate Zhengfa Mixed Thunder Treasure Scroll" and the power of the "Zi Chen Thunder Spirit Treasure Tree" to refine and nourish this mortal bamboo so that it can at least withstand the ordinary power of the Taiyi Golden Light Sword. As for the scabbard, Fang Jian doesn't need how powerful it is.
Just like this, another three days passed, and the scabbard was finally refined. Fang Jian removed the fairy light, and the green bamboo scabbard immediately turned into a spiritual light and flew into Fang Jian's hands.
Fang Jian looked at the scabbard shining with azure light in his hand, and was very satisfied with the first magic weapon he had refined. "Although it is only a Yangshen-level magic weapon, it is enough for a scabbard."
'Yan'
When Fang Jian finished speaking, the Taiyi Golden Light Sword had already flown into the scabbard.
"What's a good name?" Fang Jian looked at the scabbard in his hand, his face lost in thought.
After a moment, Fang Jian came back to his senses and said with a smile: "If it doesn't need to be so complicated, just call it 'Green Bamboo Scabbard'."
There was a jade belt tied at the beginning and end of the green bamboo scabbard. Fang Jian smoothed the jade belt and then slung the Taiyi Golden Light Sword on his back.
"Just right." Fang Jian took out the xuansu jasper fan from his sleeve and held it in his hand. At this time, Fang Jian had a sword on his back, a folding fan in his hand, and a cloud scarf tied up his hair. He looked majestic and majestic, but... It seems like something is missing?
Fang Jian looked down and smiled immediately. It turned out to be the coarse linen clothes on his body.
The next moment, Fang Jian saw a flash of fairy light all over his body, and his coarse linen clothes were immediately replaced by a set of jade-white straight robes. Fang Jian used his magic power to conjure a silk jade belt to tie around his waist, and then conjured up a jade pendant to wear on his right waist.
After doing all this, Fang Jian opened the door and walked out.
The children of Daliuzhuang who were playing in the bamboo forest outside the house immediately looked over, and there was a sudden silence in the originally noisy bamboo forest.
"Fairy!" a little girl shouted.
"What kind of god? That's Brother Da Fang!" Liu Hongye corrected him immediately.
But Liu Hongye had just corrected the little girl, turned around and said to Fang Jian: "Brother Da Fang, you are really like a god."
Fang Jian smiled faintly, and then whistled in the direction of the Earth Temple.
'唏伦'
A loud horse neighed, and the next moment a white figure was seen galloping in front of him. In a moment, he had already rushed to Fang Jian. It was none other than the third prince of Yuxiao Pegasus.
Fang Jian grabbed the horse's rein with his left hand, then got on the horse, lowered his head and said to Liu Hongye: "I want to leave Daliuzhuang for a while, please tell your grandfather and father for me."
"Ah? Brother Da Fang, are you leaving?" Liu Hongye was startled when he heard this, and then hurried up. "Brother Da Fang, where are you going?"
Fang Jian patted the Third Prince's neck and said, "Go where you should go, and you must be obedient."
Liu Hongye looked anxious and said: "Why did you leave so suddenly? Will you come back?"
"Of course I will come back." Fang Jian pointed behind him and said, "My home is here, so I will naturally come back."
"How long will you be out for?" Liu Hongye asked.
Fang Jian said: "Soon, the peaches will return when they are ripe."
"When are the peaches ripe?" Liu Hongye was stunned for a moment, still thinking about when the peaches were ripe. Fang Jian had already ridden the Third Prince out of the bamboo forest and headed towards the entrance of Daliuzhuang Village.
"Hey! Brother Da Fang, wait a minute..." Liu Hongye hurriedly chased after him, but when he reached the entrance of the village, he could only see Fang Jian's retreating back.
The villagers of Daliuzhuang at the entrance of the village looked at Liu Hongye standing blankly at the entrance of the village and said, "Xiaoye, your brother Da Fang is gone."
Liu Hongye's eyes turned red and he turned around and said, "Brother Da Fang didn't leave. He said he would come back when the peaches are ripe."
"Oh? When are the peaches ripe?" An old man said with a smile, "It's already passed the Dragon Boat Festival, and the peaches will be ripe soon."
"Really?" Liu Hongye quickly looked at the old man and asked with joy on his face.
The old man knocked the dry tobacco in his hand on the stone, nodded and said: "Of course it is true. After the Dragon Boat Festival, the peaches are ripe."
...
Fang Jian rode the Third Prince as fast as he could and left Daliuzhuang without even having a cup of tea. This was already the Third Prince trying his best to slow down.
On the official road, the Third Prince was finally allowed by Fang Jian to let go of some speed. The Third Prince neighed excitedly, and then let go of his four hooves and started racing wildly.
Although he still hasn't released all the speed, for mortals on the official road, he can still only see an afterimage.
"Who is riding such a fast horse and not afraid of being killed!" On the official road, a small businessman driving a carriage couldn't help but cursed when he saw the afterimage of the horse racing past the edge of the official road.
But after he finished scolding him, he muttered in a low voice: "Such a fast horse is worth ten thousand taels of silver at least."
For those princes and nobles, even emperors and generals, money has no meaning to them. Having a high-quality horse that shows their status is the most meaningful.
This is just like the luxury cars on Fang Jian's earth. A good horse is even far better than a luxury car. You can afford a million-dollar car, but you may not be able to afford a million-dollar horse.
Fang Jian naturally heard the small businessman cursing him, but he ignored it. As a god of heaven and a third-level immortal official of Yuan Dynasty, it was not something Fang Jian could do to argue with a mortal.
Moreover, when the small businessman cursed Fang Jian, the good and evil department of the underworld would naturally record him as "disrespecting God", so he would not have to lower his status.
Fang Jian rode the Third Prince and galloped southward along the official road. In just one cup of tea, he had traveled more than a thousand miles and arrived at the foot of a persimmon mountain.
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Readers, I am late, but there is a reason for it, because at around 8pm, another snake appeared on the left side of my bedroom door, this time it was a bamboo leaf green. I didn’t take a picture of the adder in the bedroom last night, but I did take a picture of the bamboo leaf green tonight, and I’ll post it in the comment section for you to see! I am also speechless
