Twelve Years of the Immortal Master [Rebirth]

Ling Wu took Jiang Dushan to the Jiange Pavilion. He ordered the housekeeper to put out all the swords in advance. Now the pavilion is almost full of beautiful things.

"Young Master Jiang, there are at least thousands of swords here. Show me which one suits me. If not, there are more upstairs."

Jiang Dushan nodded.

He had a relatively good relationship with Sword Master in his previous life, so he would go there to ask for some knowledge about sword energy when he has time. Come out, what kind of sword can be cultivated by what kind of person, and what type of weapon should be suitable for what kind of ascetic, Jiang Dushan also has a little understanding of the superficial.

Ling Wu is powerful, simple-minded, and possesses sword-making skills all over his body. The most suitable weapon is the fire weapon. Jiang Dushan took a closer look and walked towards the two big things.

"You can use this in the future!"

"Huh? Use it?"

Ling Wu looked at Jiang Dushan pointing at the two black thorn balls in confusion, and said in puzzlement: "But my father said that our sword-making family makes a living by making swords, and we can't live without swords in this life. I use this, I'm afraid He will be laughed out of his teeth by other swordsmiths!"

He wondered if Jiang Dushan was taking revenge on himself for being too reckless yesterday.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Dushan just said indifferently: "Inseparable from the sword does not mean that you can only use the sword. This principle is only for you to apply in the sword-making technique."

"But... if they make this a joke, wouldn't I... lose my family's face."

"If you want face, why ask me to choose a sword?"

Ling Wu was so choked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

"If you don't want to be ridiculed, just practice your real skills."

Ling Wu didn't quite accept it at first, but Jiang Dushan's last words inspired him.He has loved to practice martial arts since he was a child, if he can't achieve some accomplishments in this area, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Dushan nodded.After thinking about it for a while, he pretended to be unintentional and said, "Is there any change in Zhuque Lake recently?"

Ling Wu was still looking at his novice weapon. Hearing his question, he said, "Where will there be any changes when we are isolated from the world? But there seems to be one strange thing. A few days ago, I saw a man in black coming in and out. Many times in the lake, according to the rules, outsiders are not allowed to come and go here often unless the swordsmiths and guests approved by the swordsmith family."

"Does your father know about this?"

Ling Wu scratched his head: "He seems to be looking for my father!"

Jiang Dushan's eyes froze.

Ling Wu continued: "But I haven't seen him since then, probably it's a friend of my father's outside! Or it's not surprising that he came here to ask for a sword."

Jiang Dushan nodded slightly.

There are more swords and weapons on display this time than last time, and there are many strange ones, but some Jiang Dushan still find it difficult to understand.

Just like a white egg on the table. .

"How does this work?"

Jiang Dushan deliberately changed the topic.

Ling Wu smiled when he saw it: "This is Ling Yun's masterpiece. It is said that he came up with it when he was shitting."

"..."

Jiang Dushan put it down silently.

"Hey, I'm a rough man, don't mind my son. This thing is actually quite fun, I'll show it to you."

Ling Wu put down the prickly ball, grabbed the white egg and squeezed it vigorously, but it was not broken, but the shape of the egg changed.The eggshell changed from round to elongated, and the eggshells of different sizes were combined to form a sharp knife edge, braving the slightest chill.

"We have studied that eggshells can be regarded as one of the natural sharp objects, and a little use can be fatal."

"The sword casting skills of the sword casting family are indeed the best in the world."

Hearing that he praised his family, Ling Wu was very happy. After putting away the sword and weapon, he started to pick up other swords, which were made of stones.

"A long time ago, there was no such thing as iron. The earliest sharp weapon was made of stone. This is the most traditional sword, but it takes the longest time. It can even split a house, like This way."

Ling Wu guessed that he really didn't know how to use a sword, but this slash was very powerful but in the opposite direction. He cut his arm violently, and blood flowed immediately.

Jiang Dushan: ...

Cherish life and stay away from Ling Wu. .

Jiang Dushan hurriedly asked him to put down the sword, just at this time Ling Yun came in, and seeing his second brother bleeding, he quickly pulled Jiang Dushan away, shouting: "Second brother, what are you doing? Mr. Jiang is a guest after all, why are you still fighting?" Are you moving your feet?"

"Where am I..."

"Where did you not make a move? Mr. Jiang is a refined person, and he will definitely not bully you. Only you will not be happy if you find it first."

"sword……"

"You still dare to hurt someone with the sword of Jiange, I have to tell dad!"

Ling Yun dragged Jiang Dushan to run outside.

"Stop, come back!"

Ling Wu yelled loudly, and Ling Yun almost fell to the ground in shock.

"You son of a bitch, can't you listen to what I have to say? I asked Mr. Jiang to choose a suitable weapon for me. Where did your misunderstanding go?"

Ling Wu endured the pain and tugged at his little brother's ears.

Ling Yun glanced at his hand: "Then your injury?"

Jiang Dushan explained: "It was accidentally scratched while holding the sword."

Ling Wu blushed in disappointment.

Ling Wu laughed loudly: "Brother, why are you still like this?"

"I just didn't practice in the morning, and I haven't woken up yet. Mr. Jiang... don't take offense."

Jiang Dushan nodded disapprovingly, and said, "It's better to stop the bleeding first."

"Brother, I'd better help you go to Lao Guo's to heal your injuries first, he has the most complete medicine."

Ling Yun casually took a piece of cloth to cover him, and before he left, he thought of something again, and said: "I will come to play with Mr. Jiang tomorrow, and I have learned a new trick."

Jiang Dushan nodded indifferently.

Ling Wu did not forget to remind Ling Yun: "How old are you still playing? How is your swordsmithing?"

"I'm not playful, and I won't hurt myself anyway."

Ling Wu: ...

Jiang Dushan watched the two of them walk away, and then left the Collection Pavilion.

……

Zhao Yu was rafting alone on the blue lake, seeing those elegant ice lotus in bloom, he couldn't help feeling extremely happy, thinking that he might be even happier if he was accompanied by Jiang Dushan.

Putting down the oars, Zhao Yu recited the formula of immortality, and sprinkled all the bait made by Yinzhu yesterday into the lake. For a moment, thousands of small particles seemed to be flying all over the sky, and golden light appeared faintly all over his body, so that It attracted the attention of outsiders and received great gifts.

The so-called big gift means that the people on the shore stabbed at him quickly with a sharp sword, with full attack power, almost poking a hole in Zhao Yu's head.

"Who are you? Why are you on the lake? Where are the two lotus girls?"

It seemed that the man was standing on the other side of the boat in a heroic manner, so Zhao Yu said politely: "I violated the rules. To make up for it, I will temporarily work on behalf of the two lotus girls."

The visitor was extremely defensive, and pointed his sword at him all the time, and said coldly: "Quickly report your name and surname!"

"Zhao Yu, a disciple of the Nine Lords of Kunlun"

"A family of cultivators?"

"Exactly."

Only then did he put away his sword, and stared at him for a long time with a pair of eagle-like eyes. He didn't notice anything strange and said politely: "Shuque Lake is centered on the lake, so you should not use your spells here, I'm afraid it will be too late." Others misunderstood."

This person didn't stay any longer, and after a few reminders, he left with light work. The speed was very fast. No matter how good Zhao Yu's eyesight was, he didn't see clearly which Sword Forging Pavilion he walked into.

Looking at the seemingly endless lake, Zhao Yu shook his head helplessly. It seems that the collection can still be done with the Changxian Jue, and the pruning and feeding must be done by himself.

Zhao Yu didn't return the things to the two lotus girls who had been waiting at home for a long time until he was too busy.

Seeing his tired look, Alan laughed and said, "You don't think it's easy to do this, do you?"

"Not only is it not easy? It is simply a heavy responsibility. Miss Alan, I really admire it."

"There is one more day tomorrow, maybe you will get used to it, my sister is waiting for us to eat, go in quickly!"

Zhao Yu thought for a while but still refused: "I won't bother you today, my friend is still waiting for me to go back?"

Alan frowned in displeasure: "Isn't it possible to see your friend every day? Today my sister specially cooked a lot of delicious dishes, and they are all waiting for you to eat with us."

"Zhao Yu is not a glutton."

"You... what do you mean by that?"

Zhao Yu blinked innocently: "Sincerely!"

"Humph!"

Alan ignored him and went in.

Zhao Yu also turned and left.

Seeing him walking quickly, Alan couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "I really don't know what to do."

Yinzhu's expression dimmed a little, then she raised her head again and told Alan to sit down and eat.

"Sister, you don't need to worry about him. It's because he doesn't have good food and can't taste your good food."

"We eat the same."

Alan also muttered something in a low voice, Yinzhu heard it clearly but pretended not to know, just calmly picked the rice on the bowl.

The sky was still clear before nightfall, and suddenly it began to snow. The weather in this mountain was changing so fast that people couldn't catch it, so they put on cotton clothes to keep out the cold.

Zhao Yu didn't come back to the Patriarch's mansion until it was almost midnight, and the snow was falling even harder at that time, and he walked in the door covered in snowflakes.While walking, he was still thinking about whether he should go back to his room to sleep tonight. He didn't want to disturb Jiang Dushan's good sleep.

As soon as he stepped on the stairs, an umbrella was propped on top of him, and his eyes were blocked by a blue suit.

Slowly raised his head and looked at each other.

"Why... why are you still up so late?"

Zhao Yu actually felt that his voice was trembling?

Jiang Dushan replied nonchalantly: "Come out and take a look when you hear the sound."

"That's all?"

Zhao Yu glanced at the snow-covered blue cloak, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Jiang Dushan looked at him calmly: "What do you think?"

"Not at all, not at all, it's cold outside, let's go in sooner."

Zhao Yu gently pushed him in, but he still went to the backyard to fetch water for a bath, and came back half an hour later.

Jiang Dushan sat on the bed and asked him, "Why did you come back today?"

"I went around Suzaku Lake. I thought there might be some clues, but the swordsmiths of the Swordsmith Family are really facing the sword day and night. Almost all the swordsmiths are in the pavilion. Busy, completely disregarding other things."

Jiang Dushan pondered for a while, and said: "Yushuang is getting sharper day by day, and it will be fully sharpened in a short time."

"What?" Zhao Yu was a little anxious, "I'm not here today, so you're practicing sword alone?"

"This matter cannot be delayed."

Although Zhao Yu was a little annoyed, he couldn't bear to blame him, so he said, "Tomorrow I will definitely come back earlier."

After a long time, Jiang Dushan replied: "Everything is fine, you don't have to worry, the Yushuang sword contains righteousness, it should not be an evil thing."

This made Zhao Yu feel better, and said with a smile, "I really like the way you talk when you have something to say."

"..."

Zhao Yu poured two cups of hot tea into his mouth, warmed up, then blew out the lamp, and went to bed.

Another good night's sleep.