Twelve Years of the Immortal Master [Rebirth]

After listening to the class, it was already noon, and all the new disciples felt tired all over. They ate a few mouthfuls of food and went back to rest.

Jiang Dushan originally wanted to go back to his room and sleep comfortably, but unexpectedly the manager said he had something to look for him.

Certainly not a good thing.

Jiang Luzai took a careful look at Jiang Dushan, smiled and said, "Can you never forget?"

"Have a photographic memory? Who made the rumors? I obviously forget it with my photographic memory."

Jiang Dushan tried his best to make his expression soft, and he didn't want to swallow the two of them in one gulp to relieve his hatred when he saw them!

Jiang Lu asked again: "Then how could you memorize the Dharma from the Sumitomo this morning?"

"The mental method is smooth and smooth, so you can naturally memorize it on the spot. If you don't need to use your brain, you don't need to use your brain, otherwise you will be tired."

"Is this true?"

Jiang Dushan raised his head and looked back: "It's important to be in charge, so how dare I hide it from my disciples."

"Okay, I hope you will not let down your talent in the future."

"The disciple takes orders."

"Let's go back!"

"Yes."

When Jiang Dushan turned to leave, he couldn't help complaining to Jiang Lu repeatedly in his heart. The boss became more verbose as he got older, but it was just a small matter of a few words, why did you ask him to come here?Really unpleasant!The remaining goodwill was almost annoyed by him.

How angry!

After seeing him leave, Jiang Yisheng stepped forward and said to Jiang Lu: "Brother, I will pay more attention to this disciple."

"Well, as long as it's appropriate, don't scare him."

"...Brother also thinks I look scary?"

Jiang Lu shook his head: "It's nothing, I just don't want you to always have a sullen face, come on, give senior brother a smile, I also want to see how you often have crooked eyebrows and eyes."

"..."

Jiang Yisheng was obviously stimulated by this sentence again, and immediately began to wink his eyebrows. The forced result was that laughing was uglier than crying, which made Jiang Lu grab his arm and laugh non-stop.

Jiang Yisheng was also quite helpless, since he was a child, he didn't have too much joy, anger, sorrow and joy, so he can't blame him for his bad smile.

Dazong's first-order mental method is an introductory move for cultivating immortals. As long as you can memorize the content written in the book, you can break through it by meditating for four or five days. It is very simple.

Jiang Dushan thought that he had the foundation of cultivating immortals for twelve years, so he felt that there was no need to be too serious about simple things, so on the third day of the new disciple's practice, he began to practice slowly, and tragically discovered that this body is not only Zhongyong, even his cultivation is twice as slow as ordinary people. Fortunately, he is more diligent, and with his past experience, he is not a laughing stock at all, and he will never dare to neglect cultivation in the future.

Dongling Xijing has a rule that anyone who breaks through the first level of immortality can get a unique saber.

The newcomers who have been successfully promoted to first-level disciples followed Jiang Yanzhao to the place where they obtained the sword, which was called the Sword Forging Room.The interior of the house remains unchanged all year round. The most conspicuous thing is the sword-making furnace that is as high as the beams of the house. From the only round hole on the furnace, you can see that the inside is burning red. It was sweating profusely.

It was an old man with gray hair, his right leg was crippled, and he walked on a self-made artificial leg.It is said that he is from the sword-making family of the four great families. His sword-making skills are extremely high, and there are few people in the world who can match him. Therefore, people in Dongling and Xijing respect him as the sword king.

Jiang Dushan still remembered that his sword name in his previous life was Gao Gu, and his noble and refined style was given by the swordsmith, but now that he thinks about it, there is a sense of irony.

Jiang Yanzhao saluted respectfully and said, "Mr. Sword, this disciple is here to take the sword."

The Sword Lord who was still making the sword asked without raising his head: "Which sect disciple?"

"Dongling River faction."

Hearing that it was Jiang faction, Lord Jian raised his head and looked at these dozens of disciples, his eyes became more indifferent, and he said: "Wait outside the door, just come when I call you."

"Yes, the disciple obeys."

The new disciples were silent and waited silently.

There are never any weapons in the sword casting room. All the swords are made by the sword master himself, and the disciples take them away after they are cast, so the 'while' he just said may be several hours.

Jiang Dushan didn't like the old man very much. He felt that he was completely expressionless when looking at people, as if he owed him a hundred and eighty hang money and hadn't paid it back, so he felt annoyed at the thought of standing for a long time.

The more troublesome ones are behind.

One of the sect also came to pick up the sword today, Jiang Dushan shrunk his neck unconsciously, he was from Fang Hui, the disciples of Jiang’s sect all remembered the invigilator with a loud voice like a lion’s roar, they all lowered their heads when they saw him approaching, Trying to find a hole to see if I can get in.

Jiang Dushan also saw an old acquaintance, obviously the old acquaintance also saw him, deliberately changed places with the person in front, and greeted him cheerfully.

"Ahhh! It's so fateful!"

Jiang Dushan forced a smile.

"So you belong to the Jiang faction? My name is Fang You. What's your name?"

Seeing his sincere little eyes in front of his eyes, Jiang Dushan said with a rare good temper: "My name is Jiang Jian."

"See you later?"

"Ah."

"See you in the river?"

"Ah."

"See you on the river."

"...One meaning, anyway, it's the right name."

"Okay, where is your home?"

"...the capital city."

"Hey? My family is also in the capital, what a coincidence! Did you originally have the surname Jiang? I just found out yesterday that Dongling Xijing can still change his name."

"..."

"Do you think Jiang Pai..."

Before he asked the next question, Jiang Dushan resolutely covered his mouth to prevent him from chattering!

"Jiang Jian, don't mess around."

Jiang Yanzhao walked over, his eyes beckoning him to let go quickly.

Jiang Dushan had no choice but to stop. Fang You wanted to say a few more words, but when the manager saw him, he immediately shut up silently.

From day to night, many disciples were already impatient but did not dare to make mistakes. They finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the door knock. The swordsmith finally came out!

The Sword Lord distributed all the cast swords on a table and asked them to choose by themselves.

Fang Hui opened his voice and said: "The swords made by the sword master are all made of the same material and the same method, so at the beginning, your swords are all of the same attribute and level. In the future, according to your own cultivation Divide into different grades and zodiac signs! Come in order, one for each, no competition!"

"Yes! The disciple takes orders!"

Lord Jian watched them take the sword away, put away the table, and closed the door to thank the guests.

When he went back, Fang You started talking to Jiang Dushan again.

"Ajian, look, this is my sword, isn't it very domineering?"

"...our swords are all the same."

"Yes, yes, you should have a name for your own things. What is your sword going to be called?"

Jiang Dushan said helplessly: "Don't worry about it, you can have whatever you want."

"Then what do you think mine should be called?"

"...what do you want it to be called?"

Fang You raised his head and thought for a while, then said, "Otherwise, it should be called Wangri! Looking at the sun, looking at the sun all over the sky."

Jiang Dushan nodded, indicating that you just like it.

Fang You changed his words again: "Is it better to invite the moon? Or is it a distant view?"

"..."

Fang You read it over and over again for a while, but he still felt that Wangri sounded good, so he finally decided on the name.

Jiang Dushan has gone crazy. .

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The writing is relatively slow, and I have changed it again, and the settings have also been changed. I hope you guys will like it~