Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

He was afraid that someone from the beggar gang would offend Su Mu!

"I will follow the order of the leader!" All the elders of the Beggars' Sect clasped their fists in a serious salute, as respectful as they should be.

Shaolin...

Fang Zheng, who was promoted as the abbot of Shaolin, glanced at the masters of all halls and courtyards, and asked in a deep voice:

"Brothers and brothers, please share your views. How should we treat Master Tianji in the future?"

"Peng!" The head of the Discipline Academy had the most irritable personality. He slapped the table and roared in a low voice with his eyes wide open:

"What else is there to discuss?

That Su Mu opposed my Shaolin this time, even killed Xuanci, my former abbot of Shaolin, and senior brother Xuancheng, who is the most hopeful to break through to the Great Master. We must not spare him lightly! "

Having said that, he sneered disdainfully:

"Although he claims to have the combat power of a grand master, he is not a grand master after all.

As long as we invite that divine monk, we will surely kill him! "

"Amitabha." Fang Zheng clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said calmly:

"Junior brother, you are too angry, and you violated the precept of anger, which is really wrong.

After this incident, you can go back and recite scriptures and Buddhas for ten days. "

In fact, Fang Zheng didn't want to start a war with Su Mu at all.

Shaolin Temple also has cliques.

People from the Xuanzi generation and their Fangzi generation are not right.

Now that Xuan Cheng and Xuan Ci are dead, it happens that people of Fang Zi's generation will come forward.

Therefore, although he scolded Su Mu on the surface, in fact, he was still a little grateful to Su Mu in his heart.

"This..." After being stunned for a while, the head of the Discipline Academy finally didn't dare to refute, and nodded dejectedly:

"Follow the orders of the abbot senior brother."

The first seat in the Bodhi Court next to the "Amitabha Buddha" saw this, and after looking at the crowd, he uttered the Buddha's name and asked in a low voice:

"Abbot, what do you mean... don't plan to argue with Su Mu anymore?"

"Shua!" Suddenly, everyone looked up at Fang Zheng.

"Amitabha..." Fang Zheng glanced at the head of the Bodhi Court, then called out the Buddha's name, and nodded calmly:

"I do have that intention."

As he said that, without waiting for the others to respond, he immediately pressed his hand and explained:

"Brothers, don't worry, just listen to the old monk's explanation.

Yesterday the old monk went to the monk and asked him if he was sure he could beat Su Mu.

But he told the old monk that even he was not sure about receiving Su Mu's sword.

If they face each other forcibly, they will end up in a lose-lose situation! "

As he spoke, he glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, you should know that there are only two great masters in Shaolin.

But that wine-fighting monk has been seeing his head and tail, and we can't count on him at all, so..."

Having said that, he sighed:

"The sweeping monk is our last confidence!

If he and Su Mu were to fight to the detriment of both, our Shaolin would have no backing...  

At that time, Wudang and other sects that have been ignoring each other with us will definitely join forces to launch an attack.

One mistake, maybe our thousand-year-old temple will be destroyed! "

"..." Everyone was silent.

It's not that Shaolin has no strength to kill Su Mu, but it will cause both losers, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, they can only let go of this hatred for the time being.

"Huh..." Seeing this, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and announced loudly:

"Shaolin disciples. If you meet Master Tianji in the future, you should treat each other with courtesy, and don't be rude!"

"I will follow the orders of the abbot!"

......

Taishan, Hengshan, Kunlun and other sects have issued similar orders with minor differences.

Even Yu Luocha, the master of the Western Demon Sect, hesitated for a few days before issuing the same order.

He also didn't want to provoke Su Mu.

After Dugu Yihe, who was far away in Emei, heard the news, he was silent for several days, and finally issued an order:

"Don't provoke Su Mu until I break through to Grandmaster."

As for breaking through to the grand master...

Dugu Yihe is very confident!

He felt that he was also a swordsman, and his strength far surpassed that of his peers.

After he breaks through to the grand master, he will definitely defeat Su Mu!

......

"Dangdangdang..." Su Mu, who was missed by others, hit the iron again at this time.

He first made that piece of extraterrestrial meteorite as the main body, and then added some fragments left over from the high-density alloy sword.

This time the building speed was very slow, and it took three days and three nights to build it!

"Dang, clang, clang..." During these three days and three nights, Su Mu kept on hitting the meteorite with the hammer in his hand.

Gradually, the shape of a sword gradually took shape!

And at this moment, one person finally couldn't bear it anymore!

This person is Tong Xiangyu.

"I can't live this day on 5.8!" Tong Xiangyu, who was unkempt, scratched his hair vigorously, and complained to Lao Bai:

"It's been three days and three nights! Why hasn't Xiao Su finished fighting?

If he can't forge that damned sword again, he's going to go crazy! "

When Tong Xiangyu knew that Su Mu wanted to build a sword for himself, he quite agreed.

After all, she knew that Su Mu was a swordsman, how could a swordsman not have a sword?

So on the first day, Tong Xiangyu resisted the sound of hammering iron and said nothing.

On the second day, although her spirit was a little sluggish, she still held back.

Now on the third day, she couldn't bear it anymore after all.

After all, she is just an ordinary person, even if she doesn't sleep for a day and a night, she will be depressed, let alone for three days and three nights!

Who knows how she got here these three days!

If it weren't for Lao Bai's constant comfort, she might have already copied the kitchen knife to fight with Su Mu!

What?You said that you agreed with Xiao Su to build his own sword before?

Nonsense, I never said that!

There's no reason for a mad woman. .

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"Xiangyu Xiangyu, don't be impulsive, just be patient." Lao Bai hurriedly grabbed Tong Xiangyu and comforted him:

"I went to see it just now, Xiao Su's sword is almost finished forging.

I estimate that he can finish the work in half a day at most.

Just be patient a little longer and you'll be fine. "

"Okay! Patience! Forbearance!!!" Tong Xiangyu scratched her messy hair, gritted her teeth and nodded:

"After Xiao Su finishes forging his broken sword, I will definitely settle the score with him!"

After finishing speaking, she threw off Lao Bai and walked upstairs angrily.

When she came to the room, she took out a small ball of cotton from the table, stuffed it into her ear, and covered her head with the quilt, trying to make herself fall asleep.

She hasn't slept well for three days and has dark circles under her eyes.

......

"Dang, clang, clang..." At this moment, Su Mu was as if possessed by a demon, staring straight at the sword that was about to take shape, and holding a small hammer the size of a fist in his right hand to quickly hit the blade!

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." Because the speed was too fast, an afterimage appeared on his right hand!

And under his fast and orderly hammering, the gentle blade gradually took shape!

"Dang!" The final hammer fell...

"Huh..." A gust of cold wind blew out of nowhere in the small courtyard.

This cold wind seems to have been born unintentionally, but it is mixed with a strong sword intent!

"25 hum..." The vitality of heaven and earth trembled slightly, turning into streams of sword energy, mixed with the cold wind, rushing towards the already forged sword!

And right now!

"Buzz..." The blade caught in the tongs suddenly shook violently, as if to meet the sword energy!

"Huh?!" Su Mu was stunned for a moment, and after pondering for a while, he put the blade on the forging table and took two steps back.

He wondered what miraculous thing would happen next.

"Huh..." As Su Mu stepped back, those sword qi suddenly turned into a sword glow exuding sharp aura, and sank into the blade at an extremely fast speed!

"Om..." Immediately, the blade groaned softly, and it took a long time for him to regain his composure.

"Huh?" Su Mu let out a cry of surprise, rubbed his chin and looked at the blade curiously for a while, his brain opened wide:

"Could it be that I created a magic weapon with its own intelligence?"

He couldn't help thinking this way, the visions just now were too much like the magic weapon in the legend.

"Hehe..." At this moment, a laugh suddenly came from behind Su Mu.

Afterwards, Wu Yazi walked slowly to the forging platform, glanced at the sword blade, and said with a smile:

"Su Xiaoyou, although the sword you made is not a magic weapon, it is also the top sword in the world!

The old man has been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has never seen a sword stronger than this one! "

As he spoke, he found that the sword had begun to anneal, so he quickly took two steps back:

"Su Xiaoyou, quickly temper it."

Wu Yazi knows a little bit about everything, so he also knows how to forge a sword. If it is not tempered, this sword may be useless!

"Yeah..." Su Mu didn't dare to neglect, nodded, put his hand into a bucket of ice water, and slid his fingers against his arm!

"Healing..." After a voice that made people's teeth sour, a bloody mouth finally appeared on Su Mu's arm, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

After a while, Su Mu took out his hand, clamped the blade with tongs and put it into the bloody water!

"Zizizi..." After a burst of white smoke, the blade cooled down rapidly.

Afterwards, Su Mu wiped the blade of the sword lightly with a piece of silk, quickly put on the guard and the hilt, and wound it with iron wire and snake silk several times.

So far, a bright silver sword with blood-colored patterns has taken shape!

"What a gorgeous sword." After Wu Yazi couldn't help but exclaim, he asked curiously:

"What material is your sword made of? Why is it so magical?"

"This sword is made of a piece of meteorite from outside the sky." After Su Mu raised the sword and waved it a few times, he felt it was very smooth, and then poked at the anvil casually!