Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 157 Cultivation in the world is like raising Gu!Luofu's Knife ([-] in [-])

The dragon bone psychically transformed into a magic sword, and Chi Yan exclaimed in amazement that it was enchanting.

Li Mo's sword is the solution of Jiaogu Bing Bing, born from swallowing flames, freely channeling spirits, corresponding to Li Mo's thoughts.

As soon as Mo Qiuchan's blade came out, the Chilong sensed it, and it turned into a rainbow, and the blade was furious, and the terrifying sharpness directly made the short blade sink to the sand.

"Magic knife... demon sword..."

Mo Qiuchan looked at the knife in Li Mo's hand, her beautiful eyes narrowed, revealing a look of deep fear, and the relaxed look on her pretty face was no longer there.

"Now you know whether he is qualified to enter this knife house."

Hua Qiuzui looked indifferent, but looked at the knife in Li Mo's hand, but it was also brilliant.

"This is the sword of re-refinement... It is born with a fierce nature, and it really can't be turned back..."

Mo Qiuchan stared at [Red Flame Knife], and with just one glance, he could see the origin of this knife.

In the eyes of people like them, knives are just like people, with thousands of knives and thousands of blades, and different personalities.

Like the knife in Li Mo's hand, it is naturally fierce and arrogant.

Although it has been in Luo Jingkuang's hands for many years, he has never regarded it as his master, but only uses him to continuously devour other blades and turn them into his own use.

But once he recognized Li Mo and was surrendered by him, he was loyal, and even disliked the dirty body that was held by others before, and would rather kill himself, recast, and transform into a new edge.

This kind of person... no... this kind of knife is ruthless enough to others, but even more ruthless to himself.

If you regard the sword as a woman, the Chilong Sword is a chaste and martyr, who can set up ten chastity archways, even if the golden-tongued man cannot take away his ambition, the lightning master cannot change his heart, and the golden gun and silver king cannot break his body .

Such a character of being close to a demon is rare among all swords.

"Since ancient times, demon swords have been inauspicious. They have always been used to control people's hearts..." Mo Qiuchan said in a calm voice, "Auntie, this knife is really not suitable for him to keep in his hands."

While speaking, Mo Qiuchan suddenly lifted the yellow satin satin on his back, and the scabbard made of blue animal skin carried a nine-inch short knife.

"Qiu Chan..." Hua Qiuzui frowned slightly.

She knew very well that from Mo Qiuchan's standpoint, it was impossible to remain indifferent when seeing the Demon Sword.

At this moment, her thoughts had already moved, and she was like an unsheathed blade, moving forward without any room for turning back.

"This knife will drag you into the abyss."

Mo Qiuchan's whole body was poured, and her thoughts almost melted into a thread.

As soon as the words fell, she had no other thoughts in her heart, and her energy and energy were all connected to one.

At this moment, only the blade was out of its sheath. Compared with the swiftness of the short knife just now, this knife is upright and overwhelming.

In a trance, Li Mo saw the shadows of swords attacking and killing all over the sky, like yellow sand in a desert, covering the sun and the moon, and there was no way to escape.

"Knives... are always just tools, don't add too much drama to them."

Li Mo whispered, he tightly held the Red Dragon Saber in his hand, and waved it lightly.

rumbling...

The red flames shot up into the sky, bursting like a fire attack, and the terrifying sword energy directly distorted and engulfed the shadow of the sword in the sky.

In a trance, Mo Qiuchan's suddenly shrunk eyes seemed to see the phantom of a dragon being pinched by the throat by the stalwart figure. Its scales were obedient and surrendered like mud. Contribute and be the blade it drives.

"The demon sword of submission..."

Mo Qiuchan's face trembled, and her shocked eyes moved to Li Mo who was standing still.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that what really frightened her was not the knife, but people.

This man suppressed the demon sword and was far above him.

"Control the knife..."

The knife in Mo Qiuchan's hand shattered again, and in the scattered silver light, her thoughts seemed to return to the day when she was awarded the [Autumn Water Knife].

"Xiao Qiuchan, this knife is forged with [Extraordinary Cold Iron] and tempered with [Seven Waves Lenghan Pill]. The autumn water is like green, so precious."

The old man was naked, and his shriveled body was full of strength. He sat by the stove and handed the Qiushui knife to the young Mo Qiuchan.

"I will definitely not humiliate it." Holding the first knife in her life, Mo Qiuchan's mind was flying, imagining that one day, she would not enter the highest sacred hall of the [Knife God Guild] and kill her own stone statue. stay there permanently.

"Xiao Qiuchan, it's still too early for you. For beginners, you need to know that sword refiners have three realms."

"Which triple?"

"Know the knife, understand the root, and master the changes of the blade."

"To become a knife, the knife technique is refined, and the blade is like a part of the body."

"Together with the knife, people and the knife are combined, regardless of each other, and there is only one thought in killing."

Speaking of this, the old man paused slightly: "If you can reach the state of [He Dao] before the age of 25, you are expected to become a star in the guild.

"Grandpa, is combined sword the most powerful?"

The old man's eyes froze slightly, like the light of a knife, and he shook his head immediately.

"There is another realm above Hedao, which is called Yudao."

"Man is the king, the sword is the minister, and the king controls the ministers. He is domineering, and even the country can be repeated. This kind of state cannot be achieved through hard work. Some people are born like this, so it cannot be forced."

The old man's words echoed in Mo Qiuchan's mind like an echo, and the old pictures gradually shattered among the scattered blades.

"Using the king to control the ministers, domineering in the body... This is to control the sword."

Mo Qiuchan murmured softly, and smashed her whole body into the wall, causing the smoke and dust to scatter and quickly engulfed her figure.

"Senior Sister, you saw...it has nothing to do with me, she bumped into it by herself...God has the virtue of being kind." Li Mo declared his compassion, and immediately separated the relationship.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he stood here without moving.

He was merciful in his life, and his heart was peaceful, but people were always hurt and died because of him, it was really unfair.

"..."

Hua Qiuzui pursed her lips, didn't speak, turned around and was about to go forward.

At this moment, Mo Qiuchan staggered out of the smoke and dust, her dress was almost torn by the blade that had just been broken, only the unbroken belt was hanging, the dazzling whiteness was clearly visible, the great His mind is ready to come out.

"You are so young, so terrifying." Li Mo took a deep breath and took two steps closer.

Hua Qiuzui made a dodge, and came to Mo Qiuchan. As soon as he raised his hand, he tore off the curtain and wrapped it around the latter's body, blocking the sudden spring light.

"It's a pity...the curtain..." Li Mo pouted.

"Okay, let's call it a day." Hua Qiuzui whispered in Mo Qiuchan's ear.

The reason why she didn't stop Li Mo from making a move was because she wanted to frustrate Mo Qiuchan's temper, suppress her sharpness, and let him know what it means to know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.

"Little girl, can I go in now?" Li Mo grinned while carrying the Red Dragon Saber.

Mo Qiuchan remained silent. Suddenly, she raised her right hand suddenly, a cold light flashed, and scarlet blood spurted out.

She just hummed, and the three fingers of her left hand snapped and fell into the pool of blood on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Li Mo was dumbfounded, and immediately froze in place, somewhat confused about the situation.

"You...what are you doing?"

"I have no eyes, and underestimated the world's masters... This is my punishment... And it is an apology to you!"

While talking, Mo Qiuchan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, picked up the three severed fingers that fell on the ground, turned and left.

"This……"

Li Mo stared blankly at Mo Qiuchan's retreating back, his face full of astonishment.

"Is... is she out of her mind?"

Li Mo couldn't help looking at Hua Qiuzui next to him, and cast a questioning look on him.

"This is a lesson she taught herself." Hua Qiuzui said lightly, "Don't worry... as long as it doesn't take more than a day, someone can connect it for her."

"I'm worried ass!"

Li Mo cursed secretly in his heart, wanting to make amends, please come to something practical, what's the matter with self-mutilation?Three fingers can't make two liang of soup.

"Come on, let me show you my knife house."

While talking, Hua Qiuzui led Li Mo straight in.

The empty backyard is full of broken blades, so densely packed that it makes one's scalp tingle, and the flickering cold light dazzles one's eyes.

"These are broken knives... the soul of the knives is gone, and the remaining knives are left in the grave." Hua Qiuzui said calmly.

"How many times have you broken?" Li Mo glanced at it, but couldn't count it.

"Smelting a knife is like practicing cultivation."

Hua Qiuzui suddenly said: "Back when Shenzong destroyed the Dharma, only three thousand mountain gates were left alone, and the monks in the world were like Gu worms. They encountered a change every three years and ate each other up. ..."

"Xuantian Pavilion!" Li Mo's eyes froze suddenly.

"Destroy the law without exhausting the law... What is this going to do?"

"Perhaps it is to train the biggest Gu worms." Hua Qiuzui said softly, "Cultivation in the world is like refining Gu, and this huge world is nothing but Shenzong's breeding ground."

"Senior sister, you are so black-bellied." Li Mo muttered.

"You don't have to be afraid of a dark belly, as long as your skin is fair."

While talking, Hua Qiuzui led Li Mo into her most precious collection room.

The knives here have been tempered and honed continuously, and they stand out from the many knives, and they are qualified to be displayed here just now.

As soon as he walked in, Li Mo felt a strong and mighty aura rushing towards his face. Countless blades came together, like a mountain pressing down on him, making him breathless.

The so-called mountain of knives is over, I'm afraid that's the case.

"It's all babies."

Li Mo's eyes lit up, looking at the knives displayed in the crystal box, he couldn't even estimate how much silver they could sell.

"This senior sister is really rich."

Li Mo looked at Hua Qiuzui in a different way.

Based on his experience in playing with knives, every knives here are priceless, and the last one is better than the original Chiyan Knife.

Collecting so many knives requires not only financial resources and energy, but also a very wide network of contacts.

Obviously, this is what Feng Wannian called a high-quality rich woman, young, rich, good-looking, and beautiful... the first-rate among rich women.

Feng Wannian said that there are three classes of rich women in the world.

The last class is strong and strong, with a body like a cow.

This kind of rich woman is the most difficult to deal with. The average person's physical strength will wait for three months at most, and they will be crumpled and discarded aside like a piece of toilet paper.

Even a master like Shen Yimen may not be able to handle it.

As the old saying goes, a rich woman is as strong as a cow, and an eighteen-year-old boy is also worried.

The second class is those who have a lot of money but are terminally ill.

This kind of rich woman, as long as you have enough patience and love to accompany her through the last journey of life, and give enough humanitarian care, if she is not heartless, she will always leave you a rich fortune.

As for the first class, it is the Senior Sister Hua in front of me, who is rich, beautiful, and young.

This kind of rich woman, there are people rushing up and down.

In Feng Wannian's eyes, this is not a senior sister, it is simply a golden mountain that can have children.

"What are you thinking?" Hua Qiuzui asked suddenly, seeing Li Mo's beaming expression.

"I'm envious of Senior Sister. I don't know when I can have so many precious swords." Li Mo responded casually.

"I'll go down the mountain and do more errands later."

"Huh!?" Hua Qiuzui's eyes narrowed slightly: "Last month at the general disciple meeting of the mountain gate, the head of the sect emphasized that it is strictly forbidden to go down the mountain without permission, and the incident of taking multiple jobs at the same time requires the Ninth Academy to learn lessons deeply, draw inferences from one instance, and maintain a high sense of cultivation... ...you didn't go?"

"I went...Of course I went. Can I miss the head's speech? It's touching and thought-provoking. After listening to it, I can almost recite it by heart."

Li Mo replied lightly, and walked quickly to a crystal box.

A faint blue knife with crimson lines running through the entire blade, making it both small and coquettish.

"This is a beauty knife, it can be used to shave every day to remove fine lines..."

Hua Qiuzui looked at the faint blue knife, revealing a look of complacency.

"Even neck lines can be removed."

"Senior sister, this is a third-grade rune weapon." Li Mo glanced at it, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

"So it's precious."

While talking, Hua Qiuzui led Li Mo to the side again. The snow-white dagger was like a gift from heaven after the ice and snow melted. The flickering cold light made people feel like they were in the severe winter.

"This is [Whitening Knife], shave three times a week, so you have cool white skin."

Hua Qiuzui subconsciously touched her own skin, which looked like a peeled egg.

She has two major interests in her life, one is knife and the other is wine.

In addition, there is another career that is willing to fight for life, and that is maintenance.

"This one is amazing, [Yuzu Knife]... through the vibration of the particles on the knife body, it can tenderize the feet and smoothen the skin... Of course, the purpose of this knife is not limited to this."

Hua Qiuzui picked up a daily-used treasured knife. At first glance, it looked like it was composed of countless particles.

"This is one of my most proud treasures... Back then, a sister was even willing to trade half a block of property for me..."

Speaking of this, a smug smile appeared on Hua Qiuzui's face.

"I heard that she still has to step on the sand to play every day... It's so pitiful."

"Senior sister... your knife here..." Li Mo curled his lips, hesitant to speak: "Isn't there something a little more normal?"

hum...

As soon as the words fell, an ancient saber aura slowly rose from the depths of the storage room. The terrifying aura even made the Red Dragon Saber in Li Mo's hand tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the precious knives that were usually kept in the crystal box chanted endlessly.

"That is……"

At this moment, Li Mo had just seen clearly that there was an ancient knife enshrined at the top of the storage room, three feet long, ancient bronze, and the back of the knife had lines resembling a human spine.

"Senior Sister... what kind of knife is this?"

With just one glance, Li Mo's mind was completely attracted by the knife in front of him. The ancient charm was like an abyss, which made it difficult for people to break free. The knife energy emanating from the terrifying sharp edge could cut even the spiritual sense.

"That's Luo Fu's knife..."

"Luofu's knife?" Li Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a strange look: "Senior sister, who are you?"

"I am its master." Hua Qiu whispered softly.

"Why doesn't it have a scabbard?"

"What kind of scabbard can suppress its sharpness?" Hua Qiuzui smiled slightly.

"I am its scabbard!"

While speaking, Hua Qiuzui walked up to the ancient saber, gently caressing the blade with her jade hand, the terrifying aura subsided immediately, and let out a sob.

　Two chapters in one! ! !

　
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