Poor Monk

Although the Tianshui League in Central Shu and Pengshan had no intersection in the past, no matter what, they were all classified as the right way by this river and lake, but Shen Du is sitting in this sword hut right now, talking about finding Chiyin to cooperate to kill Gu Zhao , unexpectedly blushing and heart beating!

Of course Chi Yin couldn't give any answer.

He just raised his eyes suddenly, and stared at Shen Du closely, as if his fear had reached the extreme, and he seemed to want to see clearly whether his words were a joke or serious.

This reaction was expected by Shen Du.

Anyway, he has put down the bait, and the rest depends on what the young leader of the Tianshui League thinks about.

He doesn't talk anymore, just drinks indiscriminately.

It's just that Shen Du himself knew that he didn't hold alcohol very well, so he drank very slowly.At this time, it was as if he had completely forgotten that there was a young leader of the Tianshui League next to him, and he felt somewhat complacent.

Na Chi Yin looked at him a few times, then looked at the wine cup in his hand, after all, he just sat beside him with a solemn expression and didn't speak.

Just now, Shen Du's voice was so low that everyone who was a little further away couldn't hear clearly, and they didn't know what the famous demon Taoist said to Chi Yin, which caused the other party to be so silent. Suspicions naturally arose for a while.

But it was probably because they were born here, the atmosphere of the birthday banquet was a lot more lively.

At the moment, these people came early at the banquet, and there were batches of people behind, including celebrities from all walks of life who were inconvenient to be present for various reasons, and they also sent people to present birthday gifts.

This of course includes Gu Zhao.

Others could not come in Xiefeng Villa, but Pengshan sent several boxes of precious medicinal materials and several rare forging materials in his name.

Naturally, no one would dislike someone as glamorous as Gu Zhao, let alone Li Yan himself.Before the gift-giver from Pengshan left, he picked up the few rare forging materials and examined them carefully, as if he was thinking about how to use these things in the future.

Shen Du sat beside him and watched quietly.

People in Pengshan like to wear green robes, and the looks of these people are not bad, but it's a pity that no one can wear the green robes like Gu Zhao's feeling of being a banished immortal, which is a bit vulgar.

People celebrating birthdays came one after another, and the whole Sword House became lively. People who knew each other had already exchanged cups, talking about going to Tianxiahui in a few days, and talking about Li Yan this time. What will the sword be made look like?

Of course, Shen Du also heard something different.

"It's strange to say, didn't I go to the garden just now? I saw the disciples of their sword house preparing a golden basin and an incense table. What are you doing?"

"Gold basin?"

"No way? Although Mr. Li is sixty this year, he still looks strong..."

There is a saying in Jianghu called "Golden Basin Washing Hands". Those who perform this ceremony are equivalent to expressing their withdrawal from disputes and not doing what they have done before.

Li Yan has forged swords for many years and is very popular in the world.

Everyone couldn't figure out why it was necessary for him to wash his hands in the golden basin, so for a while they only thought it was a misinformation.

But no one expected that when it was almost noon, the disciples of Jianlu actually brought up an incense table, put an incense burner offering, and brought a golden basin filled with water.

All of a sudden there was a stir.

Li Yan walked out directly, without showing any pretense, and just bowed his hands to everyone: "Today is the old man's 33th birthday, all fellow martial artists came to celebrate his birthday, I am very grateful. It has been nearly four years since I first forged swords and swords. In the past ten years, he has cast hundreds of famous weapons, among which [-] is the eleventh. Although the heart of making swords has not been extinguished, he is really old. So today, taking this opportunity, when he made the Xuelu Sword, it will be It’s time to close the furnace for the old. Wash your hands in the golden basin, and retire from the world to enjoy your old age in peace. I also hope that all of you will be witnesses.”

It's really time to wash your hands!

Not to mention all the people who came here to celebrate their birthday with the intention of establishing a good relationship with Jianlu, even Shen Du, who no longer had any need for magical weapons, could not help but quietly frowned in surprise.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became a little delicate.

But maybe he didn't notice it, or maybe he noticed it and didn't care at all, Li Yan still had a smile on his aged face, and he just walked forward under the eyes of everyone.

The disciples below brought new things up again.

A long sword box, and then there was a small deer pulled up.

Shen Du's eyelids twitched.

Since ancient times, there have been rules for casting swords. The so-called "opening the sword" actually means that the newly forged sword should see blood, so it can be regarded as the real opening.

A sword has never been a weapon for a gentleman.

All swords in the world are forged to kill without exception.

Therefore, from the day when the Sword House was built, every time a sharp weapon is cast, it must be sharpened for the sword according to the rules of the Sword House, and then worship the heaven and the earth.

Only in this way can a magic weapon be achieved.

Today, Li Yan is going to make a start for this last proud work before the golden basin washes his hands!

However, the livestock used by Kaifeng turned out to be a deer.

Is it because of the name of this sword?

Snow Deer, Snow Deer Sword.

That deer was obviously still a young deer, not very tall or strong, and the branch-like antlers on its head hadn't grown very strong yet.

It obviously didn't know what it was going to face.

In a pair of wet black eyes, there is a kind of innocence and ignorance from the wild nature, as well as a kind of fear of this strange situation.

"Sword come."

Li Yan stood in the hall, took a deep breath, looked at the disciple holding the sword box, and shouted.

When the disciple heard the sound, he hugged the box and went up.

The lid of the sword box was opened, Li Yan stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the three-foot-three-inch long sword from the box.

At that moment, all four were shocked by this sword!

It is really a sword like snow!

The hilt of the sword was made black, but the blade extending from the buttock turned into a deep blue, and this intoxicatingly clear blue spread to the tip of the sword and became lighter, and when it reached the tip of the sword, it was already a piece of snow white , with no variegation.

The vaguely icy cold air permeated every inch of the sword body.

If there is only one sword in this world that is worthy of the word "sharp sharpness", then at this moment, it must be this sword without a doubt!

The sky light came in from the outside, and it fell on the sword, which looked very beautiful.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

This moment was an unprecedented envy: I heard that this sword was entrusted and forged by Xuan Hesheng, the owner of the Eight Diagrams Building, but no one else could get their hands on it.

Just talking about this, some people looked around, feeling a little strange in their hearts.Because it's already at this time, and Xuan Hesheng, who is the master of this sword, has not yet arrived.

I don't know, did something happen on the way?

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, but the time waited for no one, Li Yan obviously didn't care if Xuan He was born or not, so he just took a deep breath and walked towards the young deer holding his sword.

The arena was suddenly quiet.

Maybe it was the sudden silence that made the young deer feel that something was wrong; maybe it was because the sharp aura emanating from the sword was too heavy, which brought it a sense of uneasiness when it approached.This fawn actually tried to back away.

But where can I retreat?

It was originally caught to be stained with blood, and the blood of a living creature was needed. The disciples of the Sword House nearby had been prepared for such an accident, and controlled it with a rope from a distance. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape three feet away ground.

The situation became somewhat hopeless for a while.

Such a scene hurt Shen Du's eyes almost instantly, and made his fingers that were holding the wine cup tightened suddenly, and the sudden burst of force almost crushed the whole wine cup.Even if he restrained himself a bit, the wine in the cup was stimulated by his internal force, and a mist like snow foam splashed up.

Chi Yin, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

But at this moment, he didn't respond. There was a dim light under Chi Yin's pupils, and he didn't make a sound.

Li Yan was standing close to the door, most people couldn't see his expression when he raised his sword, they could only see him standing for a long time after raising his sword, staring at the deer, silent .

In the end, the sword fell and blood spattered.

The desperate little deer wailed, and the warmth dyed the wet eyes of the deer, as if it had turned into tears, and fell to the ground together with its body.

"Tick tock..."

After the Xuelu Sword was stained with blood, it turned out to be a strange and different shades of purple.

The feeling of the whole sword became gentle and restrained.

as if……

It has really become a gentleman's sword.

Everyone noticed this strange change, and they were amazed for a while, but few people noticed Li Yan's suddenly dim and depressed complexion.

It seems that after doing all this, the energy is less.

It was a kind of faint fatigue, as if really tired, tired, and he was an old man over sixty years old.

He took a step forward and put the sword on the incense case sword stand with both hands, with the hilt facing up and the tip of the sword facing down.Then lit incense and bowed to worship heaven and earth, then retreated, rolled up his sleeves and cleaned his hands in the golden basin.

Since then, the ceremony is over.

No matter what the people who saw this scene thought, they all congratulated and even praised the strangeness of this Snow Deer Sword.

It's just that in the hustle and bustle, Shen Du clearly heard someone beside him laughing lowly, with a bit of evil spirit: "It's not a big deal for Mr. Li to wash his hands in a golden basin on such a good day as the birthday banquet." Lucky."