"Just give it a try." As soon as Wen Guying finished speaking, Gong Er said, "I'll go outside and find a stone."
With that said, he flew out with a flutter.
So Wen Guying put back the half-drawn treasure-appraisal ruler.
A stone is a stone.
After a while, Gong Er grabbed a big stone and flew in again. Maybe the stone was too heavy and I didn't hold it firmly when landing, so it fell. After rolling on the ground for a few times, he just rolled to his feet.
After Gong Er stood firm, he said, "Senior Brother Wen, is one piece enough?"
"That's enough." Wen Guying said quickly. Then he squatted down and pressed the mechanism of the knife. After the blade popped out, he lightly scratched the stone.
Just like before, the stone turned into powder. Li Chuan waited for a while, but there was no other movement, so he thought it might be a failure.
After all, he didn't carve a complete pattern, or maybe he didn't use the right method...
While thinking wildly, I suddenly heard Wen Guying say: "Don't move."
Looking up, Gong Er retracted his claws and said angrily: "I want to see if the inside is broken."
Wen Guying said nothing. He stared at the pile of powder with a very serious expression.
What's wrong?
Li Chuan also looked at the powder again. No matter how he looked at it, it was just a pile of ordinary stone chips.
After a while, Wen Guying reached out and grabbed a handful of stone powder, turned to Li Chuan and said, "Brother Li, do you know what happened after the stone turned into powder?"
Li Chuan shook his head.
Wen Guying didn't give in and said: "The boundary area was blurred. Although it was a very short moment, if I hadn't been watching with all my concentration, I might have missed it, but it was indeed blurred."
"Does that have any practical use?" Li Chuan asked.
Wen Guying thought for a moment and said, "If you are a master, you can use this moment to change many things."
"You're not a master?" Li Chuan asked.
"If you're not a master... then if your opponent is a master, you can probably scare them away." Wen Guying replied.
He folded the knife, looked at it, and then asked, "Did Blacksmith Cen carve the magic circle on it too?"
Li Chuan felt that Wen Guying's question was a bit strange, but he still said, "Yes, what's the matter?"
"The technique reminds me of a long-lost weapon refining sect, Zhuxing Pavilion." Wen Guying stood up, handed the knife back to Li Chuan, and said, "The master of Zhuxing Pavilion is an unparalleled weapon refining genius. The weapon refiners inside are also all very talented. Among the magic weapons of the same grade, the ones produced by Zhuxing Pavilion are always more useful. Although it is difficult to say why it is so useful, you will know it after you use it."
"Why did it disappear?" Tong Luo asked.
Wen Guying replied: "Because their requirements for accepting disciples were too high. After the pavilion master ascended, there was no successor. However, the requirements for accepting disciples have not been lowered, so gradually no news about them was heard."
Seeing the expressions of Li Chuan and Tong Luo, Wen Guying said: "There are many such things. A generation of strong men established a sect, but the younger generations couldn't keep up and eventually declined."
After Tong Luo heard this, he thought of something. Just when he was about to ask, Wen Guying spoke up again.
He sighed: "When I was born, Zhuxing Pavilion had disappeared for a long time. I know about them because there are many magic weapons refined by Zhuxing Pavilion in the Four Gods Palace. Sometimes, magic weapons can go through time , much longer than a monk or a sect."
"Could Blacksmith Cen be from Zhuxing Pavilion?" Gong Er asked.
"When did he come here?" Wen Guying looked at Li Chuan and Tong Luo.
Tong Luo said: "Blacksmith Cen's shop was passed down from his grandfather's generation. Although it is far away from the crowd, it is mainly engaged in the business of monster hunters and the like. It is actually quite famous."
Li Chuan said: "When he comes next time, just ask him directly. He is not a secretive person. If you don't want to tell me, there must be his reasons. Just don't continue to ask."
Tong Luo felt that what Li Chuan said made sense, and said, "That's right, you have made a date, and I will invite him to come then."
After the test was over, several people returned to the house and continued eating and drinking.
After several rounds of drinking, Tong Luo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Dao Zhang Wen, have you heard of Guyue Gate?"
"Gu Yuemen? You know, what's wrong?" Wen Guying looked at Tong Luo.
Tong Luo quickly recounted his previous experiences.
"The head of the Guyue Sect, I met him once about a hundred years ago. He sacrificed a lot for the Guyue Sect, but..." Wen Guying suddenly remembered something and said, "Twenty years ago, there seemed to be many people in the Guyue Sect. People enter the Frost Leaf Gate..."
"I haven't heard much about Guyue Gate since then, but now that I know..." Wen Gu said to Tong Luo, "Brother Tong, would you like to take me to Guyue Gate? When we get there, we may be able to find some clues. Let's see. Look what happened.”
Tong Luo naturally agreed and said, "Okay, I can go at any time."
Several people drank until late at night.
Li Chuan didn't know how he fell asleep in bed. When he woke up, he felt like he had a splitting headache. Opening the window, the sky was dim. After tossing and turning on the bed but unable to fall asleep, he stood up and walked out of the room.
The leftovers in the main room have not yet been cleared away.
After walking a few steps, I found something in front of me. If I looked carefully, it was Gong Er, and the one lying sideways next to it was Pang San.
Sleeping like nobody's business.
I vaguely remember that after drinking last night, Koji jumped on the table and threatened that he was some kind of Emperor Subaru. The picture is unsightly and very shameful.
Li Chuan felt his head hurt even more.
He walked to the backyard, washed his face with water in the water tank, and finally felt better.
What Wen Guying brought this time must be fake wine.
Then he walked out the back door, walked to the edge of the field, and sat for a while.
There were already people working in the fields. After watching for a while, Li Chuan felt that he felt much calmer and his head didn't hurt much anymore.
When I walked back, I saw that Wen Guying was already up.
Li Chuan walked over and said hello and said, "I'm going out to have something to eat, do you want to come with me?"
Wen Guying said: "Okay."
"Wait for me."
Li Chuan went back to the house and changed his clothes, then walked out with Wen Guying.
The road was very quiet, not a single pedestrian.
After walking out of the alley, Li Chuan suddenly said: "Master Wen, I think there is a person, or a force, who is already fighting against the White Walkers."
"How do you say it?" Wen Guying asked.
"The Shuangye Sect was wiped out, the entire village of Xialin Village died, and the monk Guan also died. And this time in Yanqing Mountain, Feng Huanyi failed, but the strange ghosts showed up." Li Chuan linked together the things that were rolling in his mind when he was drunk, and said: "And this time, Chang Xiao named the successor of "The Classic of Patterns". I feel that maybe someone knows what will happen in the future. , so he’s sabotaging something that would otherwise happen.”
"Do you think someone is arranging this?"
"I think it's a bit of a coincidence."
"Perhaps it's just because Heaven does not tolerate strange ghosts?" Wen Guying said, "Even if it is Heaven, it is difficult to deliberately arrange anything like this. Strange ghosts are not allowed in the world, so no matter what it does, it will easily fail."
(End of chapter)
