Ruthless Sword Master Pretty Snake Demon

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Ao Ye held the hilt of the sword, and lightly knocked on the dilapidated shop door in front of him two or three times. The lanterns on both sides swayed gently in the morning wind, and the faint blue candlelight sprinkled on the silver-gray sword, reflecting a cold light .

After waiting for a while, the door didn't open, as if no one was inside.

Ao Ye pursed his lower lip, held the sword and slashed along the crack of the door from top to bottom, only heard a creak, and the broken door slowly opened to both sides.

Ao Ye strode in, walked through the crowded front hall, and went straight to the underground dark room. Sure enough, the person he was looking for was inside.

"Who? Which? How dare you break into the old man's shop, I think you are dying!"

An old man with white hair and gray hair was lying on the floor tiles that were scorched by the fire with his limbs spread wide. He was sleeping soundly when he suddenly realized that someone had entered the dark room. two hammers.

When he looked up and saw that it was Ao Ye, the old man relaxed his expression, threw the hammer in his hand behind him, and leaned forward with a smile, hurriedly stretched out his hands, and said expectantly, "Why are you here again, kid? Did you come from What good things did you get in the secret realm? Quickly bring it to the old man to see..."

At the beginning, he tricked Ao Ye into refining the stove with a drop of blood essence from his heart, and Ao Ye chopped off a large strand of his hair, which has not grown back yet.It stands to reason that the two of them should have become enemies and never communicate with each other, but who told Ao Ye to keep his promise, and he really gave him a lot of good things.

The old man was wrong now, but he was short-handed, and he could cover the bald spots with a little haircut, so the lord forgave Ao Ye's rude behavior in his heart, although Ao Ye Just don't care.

Ao Ye threw a storage bag to the old man, which contained the skin of a long worm, a large piece of cold fragrant jade and a broken mask, and said lightly, "Please help me to make a leather armor and a double mansion. Also, look Can the mask be repaired?"

The old man opened the storage bag, carefully scanned every corner inside with his spiritual sense, and suddenly stretched his face, "The secret place outside the city is an ancient secret place after all, you got these things just once in there? There is not even a piece of low-grade ore nothing?"

Ao Ye glanced at him, "You have finished what I want, and the ore I will search for in the future will certainly not lose your share."

The old man was right to think about it. These years Ao Ye occasionally passed by Xingluo City. If he had good ore in his hand, he did not forget to give him some, so he immediately smiled and promised, "Naturally, whoever we are with, I Just do it for you, you, wait a moment."

Ao Ye nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a can of special grease, dipped a little with a soft cloth, and then gently wiped the Shuanghua Sword.

The old man pulled a large thick tree stump, first poured out the broken silver mask and placed it on the stump, stretched out his hand to touch it a few times, then turned his head suspiciously, "What's wrong with you kid? Use your own sword After smashing this good mask, and then bringing it back for the old man to repair, could it be that the old man is too busy and deliberately finds something for the old man to do?"

Ao Ye's hand wiping the sword paused for a moment, without raising his head, he said, "Then do you want to cultivate or not?"

"Fix it! I'll fix it for you! I really owe you, kid." The old man shook his head and sighed, "If I knew this, I shouldn't have caused you such trouble back then, oh..."

That's what I said, but every time Ao Ye came to deliver good materials, I didn't see him say a word of regret knowing each other, every time I couldn't wait to grab Ao Ye's storage bag directly.

The old man's craftsmanship is the best in Star Luo City, as long as things are not broken into powder, he can repair them, at most it just takes some effort.

"Here, I will repair this thing for you. But you have to know that even if this ruined thing can be repaired, the effect cannot be exactly the same as the original one. I think this mask can even block the supernatural consciousness of the Transcending Tribulation Period. , but now, it would be nice to be able to block the spiritual consciousness of Mahayana practitioners."

"It's okay, as long as it works." Ao Ye said indifferently, and continued to apply maintenance oil on the Shuanghua Sword.

The Huanyan Pill cannot be used consecutively, and after it expires, he can't take it for at least a month. He needs this mask to block it during the transition period.And being able to block the spiritual consciousness of a Mahayana practitioner is already enough for him.

The old man stretched his waist and began to process the long worm's skin. Since it was made into a leather armor to wear inside, it was even simpler, as long as it fits comfortably.

While doing it, he muttered, "The old man has always been a sharp weapon maker, but today I actually became a tailor for you brat, tsk tsk, I'm sorry if you don't send more good materials in the future..."

Ao Ye stood up and swiped the sword casually twice. The Shuanghua sword, which had been smeared with grease, showed its brilliance even in a dark room.

With a click, Shuanghua's sword accidentally touched a piece of wood, and chopped it into two pieces.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked back, he found that it was a piece of ordinary wood, so he was relieved, and said in a bad mood, "Be careful, if you break the old man's sweetheart, don't blame the old man for working hard with you! Also, the old man will build it for you. The sword you own is extraordinary, and ordinary maintenance methods are useless. You have to temper it with spiritual fire, sky thunder, and your heart blood, otherwise it will be a waste of effort."

"Taught." Ao Ye thanked, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

The old man rolled his eyes, turned his head, threw away the finished leather armor, took out the Hanxiang jade and started beating, "Just don't use your sword here again."

Ao Ye put away the sword according to his words, walked to the side of the old man, looked at the jade coffin gradually formed under his hands, his eyes were dark, and he said in a low voice, "Be nicer."

"Hehe, do you still need to carve flowers?" The old man patted the debris on his hands and asked curiously, "Boy, who did you build this coffin for? Could it be that one of your friends who formed the contract with the Taoist couple died."

"Well, carve some lotus flowers." Ao Ye said to himself, remembering the snake-shaped wooden hairpin that She Yanbai often wore, and added, "Carve a big snake."

The old man rubbed his chin and suggested, "This is a coffin for two people, isn't it a bit lonely to carve a snake, or carve two?"

Ao Ye thought for a while, a ball of golden spiritual power emerged from his palm, and after a while, it formed a mighty snake-like beast with horns on its head and four limbs.

"No, carve the beast."

The old man looked up, couldn't help but take two steps back, pointed at the thing in Ao Ye's palm with shaking fingers, and asked, "Are you crazy, you want to carve a dragon on the coffin? I think your coffin is for the enemy, right?" ? The dead can be scared back to life!"

Ao Ye lowered his eyes to look at the "evil dragon" formed by the spiritual power in his hand, a giant beast that had appeared in his dream.

As soon as the old man said it, the first thing that popped up in his mind was the appearance of this beast—the legendary dragon.

"Just carve this beast." Ao Ye remembered that when she was in the mortal world, She Yanbai's attitude towards the "evil dragon" was not only not as disgusting and fearful as others, but also seemed to have unusual feelings, so she became more firm in her heart idea.

He never cared about those legends that he didn't know were true or false, and he was not as taboo against "evil dragons" as others.Even because of the dream, he still has an inexplicable affection for the beast.

The old man looked at him for a while, and seeing that he insisted on this, he felt helpless and said, "Okay, I will do as you want, but you can go out and don't say that the old man did it. Seeing how young you are, I'm afraid you don't know the millennium Some time ago, there was a villain who used to be tyrannical. As long as someone talked about or insulted the dragon, he would call the door. Although the villain has disappeared in recent years, it is impossible to guarantee that it will not appear again. The old man does not want to mess with it he."

Ao Ye nodded, and replied, "Don't worry, I will not reveal this coffin to anyone, and there will be no third person except you and me."

The old man was relieved for the time being, and he didn't forget to remind Ao Ye, "Boy, I'm just looking at your face. If it was someone else, I would have quit. Hey, remember to get some more good things for the old man next time." material."

"Naturally." Ao Ye said calmly.

Maybe it was because he was building a coffin, no matter how disapproving the old man was on the surface, he was still a little in awe in his heart, so he took it seriously.After roughly making the shape, he took a carving knife and carefully carved the lotus flower, big snake and evil dragon ordered by Ao Ye inside and outside the coffin.

Compared with the short time it took to restore the mask and make the leather armor, it took the old man more than half a day to complete this cold white translucent jade coffin for two people with a cold fragrance.

Because the coffin was only made of jade, and it was carved with intricate lotus flowers and two just-fitting beasts, it looks both elegant and gorgeous.

"How about it, isn't the old man's craftsmanship good?" The old man smiled.

Ao Ye gave a low "hmm", picked up the silver mask and covered his face, then put the leather armor into the storage bag, just - touched the jade coffin, Ao Ye handed the Shuanghua Sword to the old man.

"Huh?" The old man looked at Ao Ye blankly, and asked, "Why, is there something wrong with this sword? No, this sword is connected to your life. You look fine, how could something happen to this sword... ..."

Ao Ye turned his head and glanced at him lightly, "Can you make a mustard space on the hilt?"

The old man's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "And you are here to rob today? Take a look at all these things. The old man made it for you for a long time without money, and even put a lot of materials on it. How dare you embarrass it again?" Old man? Do you have the Netherworld Stone? If so, this old man can help you with it, otherwise we won’t talk about it.”

Ao Ye frowned, "No."

He took out several exquisite storage bags from his sleeve and threw them on the tree stump, saying, "I'll buy it from you."

The old man couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, "There are priceless things in the market, no matter how many spirit stones you give, no one will sell you, silly boy!"

Ao Ye lowered his head and stared at the jade coffin, he really didn't want to put it in the unsafe storage bag.

The old man glanced at the few storage bags on the tree stump, there was still a faint trace of the big monster's breath on them, after pondering for a while, the old man reluctantly said, "Okay, for the sake of that big monster and In our many years of friendship, this old man will help you make it with the Kongming Stone that I have treasured."

"Thank you." Ao Ye sincerely thanked.

The old man rolled his eyes and said maliciously, "But you still have to get a drop of heart essence, otherwise the Kongming Stone will not be able to fully fit the hilt of the sword."

Ao Ye's deep gaze met the old man's slightly guilty eyes through the two holes in the mask, and said calmly, "Are you sure?"

The old man's scalp was numb from his look, and he curled his lips, "Forget it, you are amazing, why don't you let me go if you don't want me?"

After saying that, he ran to the corner with the sword in his arms, and found a small space stone that could create a mustard space, then took out a tool and fiddled with the hilt of the sword for a while, then hurried back and threw the sword into the stove Burning for a while made the two fit better.

"Boy, a drop of fingertip blood." The old man waved at Ao Ye, "You will leave a mark with your spiritual sense later, and then impose a restriction to ensure that no one will be able to forcibly open the mustard space on your sword hilt in the future."

Ao Ye did as he said, and after dripping the blood from his fingertips, he drove the Shuanghua Sword away from the stove and dipped it into the cold pool beside it to cool down.

Compared with before, there is only a round and slightly cool gray stone in the center of the black hilt of the Shuanghua Sword.

"Okay, hurry up and get your things and get out, the old man slept soundly and had a sweet dream, but you interrupted it..." The old man yawned, turned around and walked to the sleeping area. He lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and snored after a while.

Ao Ye put the jade coffin into the hilt of his sword, said to the old man "I will see you later", and left by himself.

He didn't go back to Jianzong directly, but bought a chance to pass through the lower realm of Biezong's gate through the most well-informed person in Xingluo City and spent a lot of spirit stones.

The gate of the realm opened in the lower realm of the Western Chu Kingdom. After stepping out of the gate, Ao Ye looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenes of all kinds of worlds under his feet, and felt as if he had passed away.

"Hey, let's see each other tomorrow, don't say that I'm not trustworthy if I miss the hour." A cultivator who secretly used the gates controlled by the sect for his own profit reminded.

Ao Ye nodded and left with his sword.

Xichu is far away from the northern region where Ao Ye is going. If he was still a mortal, he might have to travel for a year or a half, but for a cultivator, it would only take a few hours.

The Shuanghua Sword carried Ao Ye quickly through the thick night and the bright moonlight, and fell to a place where he had only visited a few times when he was a child—the mountain forest where several generations of the Ye family were buried.

Ao Ye hid his figure and walked up from the foot of the mountain step by step. The closer he got, the more empty his heart became.Following the direction in his memory, he stopped halfway up the mountain, then walked to the right, and arrived at the destination in a short while.

There are four graves, but six people are buried.

The grandfather who has never met, is like the euphemism of the aunt, the biological parents and—wife, She Shi, Yanbai.

There is only one him missing.

Ao Ye bent his knees and knelt down, the coldness of the snow on the ground penetrated through his clothes and reached every corner of his body.He propped his hands on the snow, and did not raise his head for a long time after he lowered it.

There are thousands of emotions in his heart that are constantly churning, almost breaking his internal organs.After Taoism began to operate, it gradually fell silent.At the same time, his state of being at the peak of the stage of transforming gods was slightly loosened.This means that he will soon usher in another tribulation thunder.

When Ao Ye got up, the breath around him became colder, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.The deeper the cultivation base, the higher the realm, and those painful emotions in the past can no longer disturb his sea of ​​consciousness.

Until one day, he can finally face everything calmly.

Ao Ye cast a spell to take out She Yanbai's corpse, which was almost indistinguishable from a living person. The tentacles were extraordinarily cold, and the skin was slightly stiffer than when he was alive. A faint cold fragrance and slightly earthy smell lingered all over his body.

A corpse, no matter how good the treasure is used to prevent corruption, it is still difficult to make it as fresh as when it was alive.

After all, yin and yang are separated, and death is death.

He should have known.

The author has something to say: 1. Good night

2. Another day of unsuccessful adjustment of work and rest QAQ

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