"Uncle Master, what brought you here?"
Zhang Zhiwei noticed the sword in Zhang Yi's hand at a glance, and quickly turned sideways, asking Zhang Yi and Yi to sneak into the house.
"Just now, your master came to have a few drinks with me. He said that your boy did a good job in conquering demons down the mountain this time. Ziyun Temple praised you very much. Aren't I curious, so I came over to ask." Zhang Yi said with a smile. .
"That's it. Uncle Master, please come in first and I'll explain it to you. By the way," Zhang Zhiwei looked at Yi Qian next to Zhang Yi and said with a smile, "Uncle Yi, are you going to give me this reward? "
With that said, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the sword in Zhang Yi's hand again.
"Of course!"
Yi Qian grabbed the sword from Zhang Yi's hand and said:
"Didn't I say that if you did a good job, I would reward you with a seven-star magic sword? The case of Ziyun Temple was submitted. You did a good job. Your uncle, I kept my word, and of course I gave you the sword. , that is, I met your Uncle Zhang Yi on the road, and he played with it for a while!"
With that said, Yi Qian handed a magic sword over one meter long to Zhang Zhiwei:
"Come, let's see how it goes. The quality of this sword is considered to be the best among the Seven Star Magic Swords!"
When Yi Qian was talking, Zhang Yi kept looking at him with a smile.
Of course Yi Qian didn't send this sword over, he went to snatch it from Yi Qian.
Before, he was meditating in Daozang Hall. Zhang Jingqing came over with a food box and smiled and wanted to have a few drinks with him.
Seeing his senior brother Zhang Jingqing smiling, he felt a little puzzled and asked why.
Then Zhang Jingqing explained it all, including the fact that Yi Qian wanted to reward Zhang Zhiwei's Seven-Star Sword, and also showed Zhang Yi the case handed over by Ziyun Temple.
Zhang Yi was also surprised to see that Ziyun Guan spoke so highly of Zhang Zhiwei, and wanted to come and chat with Zhang Zhiwei.
But as soon as he walked out of the door, he heard Zhang Jingqing say that Yi Qian had promised to give Zhang Zhiwei the magical sword, but it hadn't been fulfilled yet. As a master, he couldn't handle it, so he, as a master uncle, urged him.
So, Zhang Yi went back to Yi Qian and snatched the magic sword he had collected.
As an expert in the field of talismans, Yi Qian is best at commanding talismans and making ritual rituals. He has all kinds of magic weapons at home, including many magic swords. Zhang Yi specially picked one with excellent quality and turned around. Walk.
Yi Qian was a little anxious when he saw it. He didn't intend to default on the bill. He just wanted to give Zhang Zhiwei a standard seven-star magic sword.
Who would have thought that Zhang Yi, who was such a bargain hunter, would involuntarily take one of his treasured magic swords and give it to Zhang Zhiwei.
He can't chase him out?
The chase led to Zhang Zhiwei's door.
Now that they are here, Yi Qian admits it, comforts himself in his heart, and gives it to him. Anyway, I still have a few magic swords, so I don't feel bad. As a master uncle, I can't lose my face, so I gave it away in a pretentious manner.
"Thank you so much, uncle!"
Zhang Zhiwei took the magic sword with a smile and looked at it carefully.
This seven-star magic sword is a Han sword, one meter and three meters long and three fingers wide. The blade is sparkling and has a majestic bearing. The sword body shines with seven stars and is engraved with secret magic runes. It is very extraordinary at first glance, far beyond the ordinary. The standard magic sword of Tianshi Mansion.
"Compared to the ordinary seven-star magic sword, this is still a big sword!"
Zhang Zhiwei said, holding a sword flower on his arm. Most magic swords are under one meter, including the five peach wood swords in his hand.
But this magical sword is a full three meters tall. When held in the hand, it is much longer than an ordinary magical sword. It is full of visual pressure. Only Zhang Zhiwei's tall stature prevents it from looking too obtrusive.
"Not bad!"
Zhang Yi nodded, thinking that he had indeed made a mistake. Among Yi Qian's magic swords, this one was the most suitable for Zhang Zhiwei to use.
"By the way, Zhiwei, this is a magical sword, and naturally it is also a magical weapon. As a magical weapon, it has special abilities. About this, senior brother must explain it carefully!"
Zhang Yi looked at Yi Qian with a smile and said.
"Then tell me!"
Yi Qian said expressionlessly: "This seven-star magic sword has been around for a long time. It was made by a heavenly master several generations ago. The original intention of it was to slay demons, not to hold altars for worship, so it is a bit big. Of course you also You can use it to set up an altar and perform rituals.”
"In addition, it has two special abilities. One is that even if it is damaged, it can be restored slowly as long as the damaged parts are put together. The other is that this magic sword has the effect of destroying evil spirits and can defeat evil spirits. Evil spirits, demons, and even wild gods of incense!”
The wild god of incense refers to existences such as Ma Xian. Does Xia Liuhong, who was killed by Zhang Zhiwei before, count as such?
Even strictly speaking, Zhang Zhiwei himself can now be regarded as the wild god of incense.
Yi Qian introduced the magic sword, and his heart ached more and more. This time he was really tricked by Zhang Yi.
He wanted to take a few puffs of cigarette to calm down, and reached for the cigarette bag hanging on his waist, but found nothing.
It turned out that Zhang Yi took the sword and ran away. He was in a hurry and forgot to bring the cigarette stick, which made him even more angry.
Zhang Yi saw his senior brother's expression, grinned, and said to Zhang Zhiwei:
"Zhiwei, why don't you try some tricks? What do you think, Senior Brother Yi?"
Yi Qianpi smiled but said: "I...I think this proposal is good!"
Zhang Zhiwei was not stupid. From the texture and function of the sword, as well as the expressions of the two master uncles, he roughly knew what was going on.
"Then give it a try!"
He thanked him seriously, then held the hilt of the sword in his hand, turned his wrist and wiped it forward. The sword made a clear sound, like spring water hitting pebbles.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei started to swing, and the sound of swords sounded like a sea wave.
The sword body connected, tearing out several bright silver sword marks in the air.
In just the blink of an eye, the magic sword thrust out more than twenty swords.
After a small test, Zhang Zhiwei retracted his wrist and let the sword marks disappear in the air.
Although he usually strikes with slaps, that doesn't mean he can't use a sword.
You know, Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of the Tianshi Mansion, was a good swordsman, and even passed down the three and five male and female evil-killing swords of the Zhen sect.
Swordsmanship is the basic skill of Tianshi Mansion. Every Taoist priest knows it, and Zhang Zhiwei is no exception. He even has a good level of swordsmanship, but he has rarely had the opportunity to use it.
After all, he doesn't even have many opportunities to use boxing, so how can he use the sword?
Zhang Zhiwei rubbed the back of the sword, flicked it lightly, and then asked Yi Qian:
"This sword is very handy. Thank you very much, uncle. By the way, uncle, what is the name of this sword?"
Yi Qian said expressionlessly: "Since I've given it to you, don't mention the previous name. You can choose it yourself!"
Zhang Zhiwei held up a sword flower, danced with dots of sharp edges, and said:
"I think this sword should be called Dongfeng!"
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"Dongfeng, this is a good name, senior brother, what do you think?" Zhang Yi said with a smile.
"I think it works!"
Yi Qian continued to be expressionless, but his heart was bleeding: "Since this sword has been given as a gift, I will take my leave first. I am seeing something else happening over there!"
After that, he strode away. He was afraid that if he stayed here for a while longer, he would be able to hold down Zhang Yi and beat him up.
After Yi Qian left, only Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Yi were left in the room.
"Uncle, Master Yi is very angry!"
Zhang Zhiwei said with a thumbs up.
"It doesn't matter. This old guy is always angry. It's okay to be angry once in a while. By the way, did you use the talisman I gave you this time when you went down the mountain?" Zhang Yi asked.
"No!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile, "The talismans my uncle gave me are all trump cards. They can be used at critical moments. How can I use them casually on a kid like this?"
"Good boy, the evil ghost that the entire Ziyun Temple can't do anything about is actually just a kid in your eyes. Your arrogant character is just the same as before. If your master hears it, he will have to reprimand you!" Zhang Yi sighed.
"Hehehe, you get used to it!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.
"However, don't think that your master is not good. Senior brother is a sharp-tongued guy with a sharp mouth and a cruel voice all day long, but he is actually very interested in you!"
With that said, Zhang Yi pointed to the Dongfeng sword in Zhang Zhiwei's hand: "This sword was your master who encouraged me to grab it. How about it?"
Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei stood in awe: "Master and uncle have great wisdom, I..."
"Okay, okay, don't say anything about flattering others. Besides, you have ruined the atmosphere of Longhu Mountain!" Zhang Yi laughed.
Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"
Throw the blame away.
He could finally see that the roots of Longhu Mountain's ethos still lay with Master and Uncle Zhang Yi.
"Now that the sword has been brought, it's time for me to withdraw. By the way, your master asked me to bring you a few words. Isn't your boy studying talismans recently? He also learned a few magic altars. He looked at your magic urns. The level of the 'Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Jing Lu', which is still at the fifth level, is a little low, dragging down the intensity of the power of the gods ordered by the gods, so I want you to refine the Dharma Lu and go to him after condensing it!"
Zhang Yi said with a smile on his face.
Zhang Zhiwei was puzzled: "Why didn't Master tell me directly about this before?"
"Maybe when I talk about the altar, I think of you opening the altar to attack him!" Zhang Yi laughed.
(End of chapter)
