Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

After Yezhiyuan left, Zong Jue went to Huangquan. Ghost Lantern, who was familiar with his personality, knew that he would definitely come for such a trip, and quickly approved him a period of leave.

"It's as if you will work obediently if I don't approve it." Gui Deng complained while signing and stamping Zong Jue's leave note. Zong Jue has always been a person who is passive and sabotage for half a year. The work efficiency is considered to be a record high in recent years, and I don't know if it is because of the change of the working environment. Anyway, the ghost lamp is quite happy to hear about it-Huang Quan's manpower has always been tight, and he is ready to send extra It was definitely a surprise that Zong Jue was willing to work hard when the manpower went to the government of the time. Therefore, although he was still a little worried that Zong Jue would lose his head if he took this vacation, he still approved the vacation.

"Skipping work can't be as comfortable as going on vacation in a fair and honest way." Zong Jue picked up the signed and stamped leave note and shook it with satisfaction, and made a promise that was rarely discovered by conscience, "I will work hard when I come back from vacation, don't worry."

But I will talk about the work later, now he has to think about how to use this vacation, Ghost Lantern approves a vacation in hundreds of years, it is obviously a bit wasteful to lie lazily in the homimura, if you go out together with your own sword He has to think about where he wants to go. The world where he usually takes vacations is too dangerous and not suitable. Although he has been to many worlds with low danger, those worlds are basically the same and it is difficult to impress him too much. The spatial coordinates are all different. Not to mention anything else.

If the timeline is too far ahead, it won’t work. My own swords and swords have a history of hundreds of years. Of course, it’s not interesting to look back at the past. It’s also not good if the timeline is too far behind. The times are developing too fast and the holidays are too short. They may have to deal with it before they get used to it. Returning home, also because of the length of the vacation, it is best that he has been to a world with some influence and communication before, otherwise the basic necessities of a dozen people are enough to cause headaches, and how to play.

In addition to the above, it is best to have some characteristics that will not be too stereotyped. There is a non-daily world outside of daily life for the sharpening of swords and swords that one likes to fight. Honmaru commemoration is of course the best.

Ghost Lantern listened to Zong Jue wrestling his fingers and muttering about planning, and pinched the pen in his hand blankly. He felt that Zong Jue was very suitable to be thrown directly to the next world to do tasks and die instead of taking a vacation. Such a long vacation It should be awarded to the guards in the records department who work so hard that their hair is about to fall out, not the guy in front of him who lives in a luxurious Honmaru and has nothing to do.

"That's right." Ghost Lantern interrupted Zong Jue's thoughts that had gone out of the sky, "If you are free, how about going to Izumo next month?"

What he said was an interrogative sentence, but his tone didn't mean to ask at all. He was simply notifying Zong Jue of the next additional task.

"Izumo... Kannazuki." Zong Jue had a somewhat displeased look on his face, "Can King Yan Mo go?"

"A meeting with Western Hell is scheduled." Ghost Lantern said, "If I don't follow him, I will definitely be fooled into signing a lot of inexplicable agreements, but Izumo can't let Lord Izanami go."

There are only a few who can represent Huang Quan to attend the gathering of the gods. Among the Ten Kings of Hell, King Yan Mo has official business, and the rest can't get away. If you really ask Mr. Izanami, even if nothing happens, things will happen out of thin air .

"That's right." Zong Jue rubbed his forehead, "But the God of Guojin and the God of Tianjin get together...they don't like each other and have a party or something, it really is too free."

The earliest division of Japan is in the sky, Takatengahara where the God of Tianjin headed by Amaterasu Omikami resides, and on the ground is Ashihara China, which is ruled by the God of God such as the Lord of the Kingdom. Following the order of Amaterasu Omishen, the god descended from Gaotianyuan to Weiyuan, China wanted to collect beliefs and develop forces, and after the great national lord chose to give up the territory, the relationship between Tianjin God and Guojin God became very delicate. There is no spark, but every Izumo meeting is full of undercurrents and turbulent smiles, which makes Zong Jue, an outsider, exhausted and wants to go back to sleep quickly.

"You only do it once in a while." Gui Deng said, "King Yan Mo has to go every year."

"It would be easier if it was him." Zong Jue shrugged, "After all, that..."

He didn't go on, but Ghost Lantern knew well that their King Yan Mo was a loyal, reliable and honest man. He made a move——behind this good-natured King Yan Mo stood the vicious Ghost Lantern and the well-connected Zong Jue. Although it was indeed so deceitful that it made people want to move, it was better to be honest for the sake of life.

In short, the matter is settled like this. Zong Jue has to take a period of time from his vacation to attend the Aliyun Conference. Correspondingly, the range of choices for the vacation world has also narrowed a lot. For the convenience of transportation, he has to choose one that can be reached directly. Instead of some remote pantheon, the world is so different that you have to change trains halfway to avoid wasting time.

When Zong Jue returned to Honmaru, he was holding a child in his arms. He looked four or five years younger than the short knives. He sat in Zong Jue's arms very obediently without crying or making noise. If it weren't for his eyes Blink, Blink, I'm afraid it will really be recognized as a beautifully made large-scale toy doll, but the previous owner of this doll obviously didn't take good care of him, making his condition look extremely bad.

He was only wearing a simple plain-colored short bathrobe, most of his legs were exposed, bruises and other various scars were all over his body, and his feet were simply wrapped in cloth strips, it seemed that Zong Jue was missing half of his legs. The sleeves knew where the cloth strip came from, and the half-length hair was tied together in a mess. If you look carefully, you can find dirt like dirt and branches among the knotted hair.

Fortunately, it was very late when Zong Jue came back, otherwise he would have scared the swordsmen.

However, there were also people who did not sleep and waited for him to come back, and extinguished the lantern outside the Honmaru after he entered the door.

"Huojin?" Xiaohumaru looked at the child in Zong Jue's arms in surprise. As the God of Tianjin, he was very sensitive to the breath of the God of Wojin, and he could tell the unusualness of the child in Zong Jue's arms at a glance.

"It was entrusted by someone." Zong Jue said, "I'll take him to clean up first, and you bring some food, this kid is starving."

Yue Duming entrusted the child to Zong Jue to take care of him. With the blessing of Yue Du's glory, even if he fell into a misfortune, he would not be completely helpless.

As for why you didn't pick it up before going to Huangquan...

Even Zong Jue knows that the children he raised are good in everything else but like to be coquettish and possessive, so don't take one to hang out in front of the other if you have nothing to do.

Otherwise, Ghost Lantern would definitely refuse to give him a leave note.

The glory of Yueyue was born into the world as a new immature god in response to the wishes of human beings, but it is a pity that he was used by humans with evil intentions from the beginning. If Zong Jue didn't bring him back in time, even if he could get away with it later His identity, the sliver of blessing given to him by Yueyue Ming's glory has long been exhausted by endless sinful killings. Not to mention the deification of the godhead, he may not even be reduced to Nora with a serious identity. A sad existence that hasn't had the comfortable days of a big monster.

The child named Yebu by his so-called father has a pair of eyes that are very similar to Yueyomi's. The monk who dared to attack the gods was sent to Abi Hell, and the crime of knowing the law was added to the crime, and the sentence of 90 to [-] yuan, probably not a few million years, was also required.

Zong Jue lovingly touched Xiao Yebu's cheek, the child blinked his big eyes and looked up at him in silence, not so much how well-behaved he is, it's better to say that he still has only a rudimentary self-will that has not had time Su Xing was completely obliterated, so he only knew that he was manipulated by his master like a marionette. When the monk ordered him to attack Zong Jue, he rushed forward bravely. After the monk died, his movements stopped. He got down and let Zong Jue manipulate him without moving.

He didn't know how to resist when he was taken away by Zong Jue, the enemy he met for the first time. He didn't respond when his hair, which was so tangled and dirty that Zong Jue could do nothing, was shaved off. He obediently raised his hands and legs while putting his clothes on, and when he was put into the water to scrub the dirt off his body, he sat in the bathtub and stared at Zong Jue's little yellow duck in the water in a daze, his eyes were blank.

Zong Jue held Ye Bu's hand and pinched the little yellow duck, the rubber duck made a rattling sound, and for the rest of the time, the child kept pinching the poor rubber duck, did he get any fun out of it? I don't know, but looking at his expression, it looks more like he is completing some difficult task.

The dirty bathrobe he wore was thrown directly into the trash by Zong Jue. Although Zong Jue didn't have children's clothes himself, it was better to take a short undergarment than the thing that was not even as good as a rag. The sleeves that were too long were folded Fold it well, wrap the belt a few more times to tighten it, and the wounds on the body have been properly treated, applied medicine, and carefully bandaged. Even the gods in their infancy do not have the strong self-healing ability when they become adults. So easy to get hurt and die.

Yebu has long been accustomed to the pain of the wound, but he doesn't reject the feeling of cooling and relief after applying the medicine. He looked down at his bandaged hand, and secretly curled his fingers uncomfortably.

Weird feeling.

He thought a little slowly.

He knew that this man had killed his father, but strangely, he couldn't feel bad feelings at all. When he was hugged, he felt a warm surge in his heart that he had never felt before, which made him instinctively want to get close to him. A little, a little closer.

Very familiar, very nostalgic, even made his eyes sour and want to shed tears.

It seems that a long time ago, he was embraced by this breath full of nostalgia, reassuring and warm.

However, the memory is blank, and there is no relevant impression.

If, if he is obedient, will this person reward him like his father and praise him for being a good boy?

Such tiny expectations flashed through the mind of the young god, but soon he could only think about the food served by Xiaohuwan.

It smells good.

He stared eagerly at the steaming white rice on the table, and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or not. The little guy who has not been taught etiquette can't even use chopsticks. Zong Jue touched it with a smile. His head was shaved so that only a layer of short-inch long hair remained, and the name that had not yet had time to be deeply ingrained on the soul was wiped out.

The name is the shortest and most powerful spell, and he wouldn't be stupid enough to leave such a deadly hidden danger.

Besides, the name is in terrible taste.

At the beginning of each soul's birth, the world will give it a "real name", which is the anchor point for each soul to walk in the world, and it will also be the most suitable name.

Looking at the name "Yatou" woven by the will of the world in Yebu's soul source, Zong Jue felt a little pain in his face.

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