Star Sword Shoes [Rebirth]

Bailian Qinggang is a peerless sword, but since it is broken, Su Yichen has to find a new sword.

He vaguely remembered that his master once said that the hundred-refined blue steel was made by a famous craftsman thousands of years ago. At that time, the man raised two meteorites from the tiankeng, and it took three years to forge a pair of swords.One of them was Bailian Qingsteel, and the other one, he couldn't remember what it was called.

Without a sword, the next time the demons attack, should he go to the ground with bare hands?

Su Yichen feels that now has come to the time when he is "powerless to solve it", and it is time to open the master's secret little book.

But he and Lezheng Changfeng turned the wing room upside down, knocked on almost every stone carefully, but still didn't find any clues.

"Shouldn't it be cremated as a relic?" Su Yichen said with a frown.

When Master Zichen sat down, Lezheng Changfeng was still young and couldn't remember too many details, so he was also at a loss.

"Master, where are you going to hide your things?" Su Yichen was talking to himself, while circling the room, turning to the third circle, and suddenly clapped his hands, "That's right!"

Lezheng Changfeng saw that his uncle opened the door and ran out, rushed to the ruins of the grape trellis, waved his hand to push aside the bamboo on the ground, and he quickly followed to help.

After roughly cleaning up the things on the ground, Su Yichen compared the distance to the big tree next to him, flicked left and right, finally stopped at a spot, plopped down on his knees, stretched out his hand and started digging.

Lezheng Changfeng was taken aback, "Master, what are you going to do?"

"Wine." Su Yichen raised his head, his eyes were extraordinarily bright under the starlight, "As long as there are grapes left, Master will bury them here to make wine."

In the fall of the year when Master Zichen passed away, Su Yichen never came to open the wine jar. If there is any place to hide things, this is the only place left.

With the help of Lezheng Changfeng, the two quickly dug up three jars of wine.Su Yichen shook the jars in his arms, there was a sound of liquid in each jar, he couldn't help shrugging his shoulders in disappointment.

The two dug up the surrounding soil a lot, but there was no trace of anything that had been uncovered and buried.After tossing for more than an hour, Su Yichen grabbed Lezheng Changfeng and said, "Forget it."

The ten fingers of the little nephew were worn out, Su Yichen helped him to pat off the dust on them, wiped them clean with his sleeve, and then patted the mud seal on a jar of wine, "Anyway, it's all dug out, do you want to dig it out?" drink?"

The wine had been buried in the ground for many years, and an old fragrance spread rapidly in the air. Just smelling it made Lezheng Changfeng a little dizzy.

Su Yichen saw the little nephew staring at him blankly, smiled and stuffed the whole jug of wine into his arms, while he patted the other jug ​​open, and took a long gulp from the mouth of the jug.

"Good wine!" He sat on the barren ground on the top of the peak, his cheeks and fingers were covered with mud, he drank a jar of wine carelessly, the lavender juice flowed from the corners of his lips, down his neck, and then slowly seeped into his collar inside.

Lezheng Changfeng was fascinated by the sight, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He picked up the wine jar in his hand, and took a big gulp with his head up.

"You drink so badly, drink slowly." Su Yichen laughed.

"How does Uncle Master know that I'm a poor drinker?"

"Give you a sip when you were young, and you can fall all the way back to Huofeng from here." Su Yichen said, as if remembering the scene at that time, his eyes were deeply bent, he raised the wine jar and drank again. Take a big gulp.

But with this sip, he drank a thin rope.

He bit one end of the rope, put down the jug, and began to pull it out.There seemed to be something tied to the other end of the rope. After pulling it twice, a tightly wrapped oilcloth bag was exposed.

Su Yichen's eyes lit up, he quickly shook off the liquor on the oilcloth bag, opened it, and there was a tightly rolled booklet inside. After smoothing it out, it was not the exclusive secret recipe of Master Zichen Is it a small notebook?

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"There is no place to find it after breaking through the iron shoes. It turned out to be hidden in the wine." Su Yichen smiled, opened the booklet under the starlight, and started to read. There was probably something interesting recorded in the booklet, and he read it with great interest. Don't dare to disturb, just sit on the edge and drink silently.

After a while, Su Yichen's smile gradually faded away, and his expression became serious, becoming more and more serious the more he looked.

"Uncle?" Lezheng Changfeng was a little dizzy from drinking, and his voice was a little higher than usual.

Su Yichen raised his head, looked at Lezheng Changfeng who was asking questions, and didn't speak for a while.

"Did the master mention the whereabouts of that sword?" Lezheng Changfeng had no choice but to ask himself, with his tongue in his mouth.

Su Yichen nodded, "I wrote it."

"So……?"

"That sword has the same origin as Bailian Qinggang. It is called Qianfang Poyunjian. I heard..." Su Yichen frowned at this point, "It is now in the Shili Sword Tomb."

"Ten Mile Sword Tomb?" This place is known to everyone in the Xian family. It is located at the foot of Yuntai Mountain, with a radius of ten miles, and there are thousands of long sword handles buried there, hence the name.

There are many famous swords in the Shilijian Tomb, and there are no guards, anyone can enter.However, the sword inside cannot be taken out. If a disciple of the Xian family enters with the sword on his back, he will not be able to come out alive unless he leaves his sword behind.

The swords in the sword mound seem to be of one mind, if any one is about to leave, thousands of other swords will rise up and attack, and they will never stop until they pierce troublesome people out of holes all over their bodies.

If the Thousand Fang Poyun Sword was in the Ten Mile Sword Tomb, it would be almost impossible for Su Yichen to use it.

"Uncle, why don't you come with me to meet the master, there are many good swords in Qingyu Hidden Sword Pavilion, maybe the master will give you one."

Su Yichen shook his head lightly when he heard the words, "No, I'm going to fetch Qianfang Poyun."

"That's too dangerous," Lezheng Changfeng shouted in a low voice, "It's not necessary!"

"It must be it." Su Yichen looked directly into the eyes of the little nephew, and suddenly changed the subject, "Xiao Changfeng, do you know why I can be reborn?"

Uncle Master rarely looked solemn, although Lezheng Changfeng was a little drunk, he still cheered up and said, "Isn't it because Ganye preserved your body with the thousand-year-old lotus root?"

"Thousand-year-old lotus root can indeed make this body incorruptible, but what about my living soul? Why can it stay in Pingdu Mountain for six years?"

Lezheng Changfeng looked at Su Yichen and shook his head in bewilderment.

Su Yichen turned the booklet in his hand to a certain page, and turned it to Lezheng Changfeng to see. There was a long object drawn on it. Although it was difficult for the artist to compliment him, he could barely recognize it as a piece of jade.

"Master gave me the Canglong Jade." Su Yichen closed his eyes and said slowly.

Lezheng Changfeng tilted his head, as if it took him a while to understand the meaning of this sentence, and then, he was three minutes sober from the wine, his eyes widened and he said: "What!"

"The one who exchanged the Qionglong Tiancang Jade from Zhenru Palace more than ten years ago should be Master himself. He sealed this piece of jade in a sword tassel, and then gave it to me together with the Bailian Qingsteel Sword."

Lezheng Changfeng put down the wine jar and sat upright. Hearing what Su Yichen said, he couldn't help interrupting him, "But, uncle, when you were exiled, you didn't take the Bailian Qingsteel sword away."

"The Bailian Qingsteel sword you saw in my room, does it have a fringe on it?" Su Yichen asked him.

Lezheng Changfeng thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

"That's right, I kept Bailian Qinggang, but after all, it was a gift from my master, so I took Jiansui alone as a souvenir."

Speaking of this, Lezheng Changfeng also understood.

The Qionglong Tiancang Jade is a sacred object of Qingyu Mountain. It is said that it has the effect of reviving the soul and protecting the soul. After Su Yichen fell into Pingdu Mountain, he could not escape death. After six years of warming up at the foot of the mountain without being disturbed, he was slowly restored before he could finally enter Wen Liang's body to move around.

"It's too risky for master to do this. If I didn't bring Jiansui with me, his ten years of painstaking planning would have been in vain." Su Yichen murmured.

Lezheng Changfeng was stunned for a moment, "Master Ancestor gave you the Canglong Sky Jade, isn't it just to keep you safe?"

"No," Su Yichen shook his head, with a wry smile on his lips, "He is doing it for me to have the ability to fight against Gu Canqiu."

"Master knows that Demon Lord will come back to life?" Lezheng Changfeng was startled, "Could it be that he expected the Huoxing Nether Formation before his death?"

It was the first time they heard about the Huoxing Nether Formation from the old man Echo, and no one in Xianmen had mentioned it before.If Master Zichen knew about this, why didn't he speak out so that the disciples could prepare early?

Seeing the puzzled expression on the little nephew's face, Su Yichen said eloquently: "Your master doesn't know about the magic circle, what he knows is that because of me, the demon race will definitely try to revive Gu Can. Autumn."

"why?"

Su Yichen picked up the wine jar in front of him and shook it, probably because there was a booklet hidden in it, and there was very little wine in it, so he had already drank it up just now.Then he opened the last jar of wine, picked it up and took a big sip, and then said: "Do you know, Gu Canqiu came under my Qingyu sect 300 years ago."

"What!" The all-powerful Demon Lord was once his fellow sect, and Lezheng Changfeng was even more surprised, "However, this matter has never been mentioned in Qing Yuzhi, and the other sects have never discussed it either. .”

"This is a family scandal. Not only can it not be publicized, but it is also kept secret inside. It can only be passed on by word of mouth from the previous leaders."

"So, Taoist Master Rongxu also knows?"

Su Yichen smiled slightly, "He doesn't know, because I was born."

Lezheng Changfeng only felt a cloud of fog in his mind, "Uncle Shi means that Master Patriarch actually wants to pass on the headship to you?"

"No," Su Yichen waved his hand, and then said, "Gu Canqiu was not only a disciple of Qingyu, but he was also a genuine human being when he first started."

"He fell into a demon in a human body?!"

Su Yichen nodded, "I heard that when he was born, there was a vision from the sky, lightning and thunder in the city, and it rained continuously for seven days."

Lezheng Changfeng pondered for a moment and said, "There is no record in the book that this is a sign of a fallen devil."

"Of course not," Su Yichen smiled, "It's just that when I was born, Luoyang City was also thundering and thundering, and it rained continuously for seven days, almost flooding the city."