Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"Master Cang, you are considered a master of the Mo family, and you are planning to use such a wooden stick to send me away?" Yang Ming looked away from the long pole in front of him and asked playfully.

"Boy, your eyesight is totally poor. You can't tell what a real treasure is. Do you still know that I am from the Mohist family? How could there be ordinary things coming from my hands?" Master Cang said with disgust.

"I just took it out because I liked the boy. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't let him look at it."

"So this is still a treasure?" Yang Ming said, waiting for Master Cang's explanation.

"Of course, this thing is older than me. It was found by the founder Mozi from the deep mountains and old forests of the Yue Kingdom." Master Cang said proudly.

"Anything that can be admired by Mozi, the founder of the Mohist family, is naturally extraordinary. Let me see what is extraordinary about it." Yang Ming stepped forward and reached out to hold the long pole.

There was a feeling of coldness where he started. Yang Ming exerted force on his arm and felt that the texture of the long rod in his hand had a hardness that was not that of fine gold. At the same time, it had a toughness that fine gold did not have, and it was extremely heavy to hold.

Yang Ming looked at the long pole in his hand, and then he saw that in its dark ink color, there was actually a blue thunder pattern hidden at the top of the long pole, with a vague dragon shape. trace.

"This is a treasure passed down to my Cang family ancestors by our ancestors. It came from the same ancient tree struck by lightning as the Mo family's Qinglong. It was reborn in the midst of destruction. The lines are natural and coincide with the Taoist rhyme. It is definitely a priceless treasure." Master Cang said.

"Qinglong? One of the four major machine beasts of the Mo family?" Yang Ming said in shock.

"I guess you have some knowledge. Yes, when lightning strikes an ancient tree, the heart of the tree is the wooden pole you are holding in your hand now. The remaining materials make up more than 60% of the structure of Qinglong's body." Master Cang was very satisfied with Yang Ming's shock. Look, this is the effect he wants.

"Since it is so precious, shouldn't Master Cang use it in the Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear? But the Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear is made of fine gold and a secret mechanism?" Yang Ming asked doubtfully.

The entire body of the Formation-Breaking Overlord Gun is made of fine gold. In order to reduce its weight and applicability, the Mohist mechanism is embedded inside. It can be freely expanded and shortened. It is definitely a treasure.

But if the long pole in Yang Ming's hand really comes from like Master Cang's, it is obviously more precious than the body of the Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear.

Master Cang's striving for perfection should not give up this more precious and suitable long pole and choose another thing.

"The Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear is already my most perfect masterpiece. As for why I don't use it, the reason is very simple. It is a thing left by my ancestors. If I use it to forge a domineering weapon for military strategists, only half of it will belong to Even if I win against my opponent, he will inevitably find excuses to refuse, and..." Master Cang explained.

"And what?"

"Well, I can't guarantee that I can forge a weapon that can perfectly match it." There was a hint of embarrassment in Master Cang's expression.

"Can I understand that now I can only have it, not a complete weapon?" Yang Ming said, waving the long pole in his hand.

"I can't say that. I'm just saying that you can't forge a weapon that perfectly matches it. If it is complete, it can still be done." Master Cang argued that completeness and perfection are two different concepts. How can one be confused with the other? talk.

"Okay, what you said makes sense, but since it is something passed down from your ancestors, Master Cang, why did you give it to me? This is already more than the reward you promised before." Yang Ming wondered.

I have only been helping here for a few days, and a weapon from the hands of a master swordsmith is already a shame, let alone such a rare thing in the world.

"I have never been married in my life, and I have no descendants. If I don't find a new owner for it while it's still alive, it will really end up in the coffin from me. You kid still closes my eyes, but there is no better choice." Under the circumstances, it would be a suitable choice to give it to you." Master Cang said.

"Thank you very much." Yang Ming held the long pole, and the internal force in his palms was generated by itself. It was smoothly integrated into the wooden pole without any hindrance.

Yang Ming, who vaguely understood something, strode out of the room.

"Did you discover it so quickly?" Master Cang followed closely after seeing this.

In the courtyard, Yang Ming held the long pole with both hands, stirred up his inner breath, and stabbed forward with his spear straight. There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the wall ten steps away was instantly pierced by an invisible force.

On the dark long pole, green thunder patterns emerged, taking the shape of a heavenly dragon.

"It is indeed a treasure." Yang Ming said solemnly.

A long pole that can perfectly transmit the inner breath without losing its power, and even has an enhanced one. To a certain extent, it is close to some of the characteristics of a famous sword.

It is no exaggeration to say that such an existence is priceless.

"Next, you just need to forge a suitable weapon and match it with it. Although it is not perfect, it is enough for your kid to use it for a lifetime. Moreover, you still have a long life, and you will have the opportunity to make it perfect in the future. Weapons." Master Cang said with a smile.

"Then Master Laocang is the one." Yang Ming said.

"I want you to start this time. In the past few days, I have spent a lot of energy on forging the formation-breaking Overlord Spear." Master Cang said.

"Master, if you have any use for me, just ask." Yang Ming said solemnly, there is no reason why he should not be careful with the weapons he forged.

"Your character is really quite good. There are not many people as realistic as you." Master Cang shook his head and said in vain.

"But it's not bad. At least it's not bad. It's much better than the popular hypocrite."

"Just a common man." Yang Ming commented on himself.

"Yes, I am just a layman. There are many laymen in the world, but no true saint." Master Cang sighed. I wonder what long-lasting memories this old man who likes to reminisce has remembered.

"However, you have to think carefully about what weapon you are going to use? A knife? A gun? Or a halberd?"

"Of course it's a halberd. I don't know how to use a gun, and I don't know how to use a knife." Yang Ming said without thinking.

"Halber? Yes, you have good talent in using halberds. However, halberds have different standards in different countries. What kind of halberd do you plan to use?" Master Cang asked.

"I want this." Yang Ming said, using his inner energy to draw an image on the ground.

"Is this Fang Tian's painted halberd?" Master Cang asked as he looked at the image.

"Yes, Fang Tian painted the halberd, but this long pole is perfect. There is no need to add anything on it. Since it comes from the same source as the Azure Dragon Machine Beast, it should have the word Canglong, so this pole of mine The real name of the halberd should be the Canglong Wentian Halberd." The long pole in Yang Ming Mosuo's hand directly had a flame burning in his heart.

"Cang Long Asks the Heavenly Halberd?" Master Cang looked at the high-spirited Yang Ming and understood something in a daze, "Back then, Qu Yuan wrote the Heavenly Questions and asked people to question the heavens, exhausting the changes of ancient and modern times, explaining myths and reality, and setting the limit of the world's romance. This is Qu Yuan’s ambition to ask Heaven, and what is your ambition to ask Heaven?”