He's been caught for the show.

Fengxia Villa.

Qingye rescued himself from the "sword formation" after going through all kinds of hardships. Because he let go of the shocking news he received, he didn't even care about treating the wounds on his body for a while, and went straight to the casting room to ask for help. to find his father.

And he searched the whole villa, and finally found Qingyongzi in the deepest "casting room".

Fengxia Mountain Villa is built on the mountain. This place, which Qingye jokingly called "the deepest casting room", is the crater of Fengxia Mountain.

Qingye:? !

Although he had a premonition when he was looking here, he still couldn't believe it when he saw Qing Yongzi in this place.

"Father, are you serious?!"

He really didn't see anything special about the kid who came with Shen Jingzhi just now.

Qingyongzi's son, who didn't even give him a look, was still hammering and forging the sword embryo that had been tempered thousands of times. The sound of knocking was one after another, and every impact was devoted to the hard work of the caster.

Qingye had long been used to his father's concentration when casting swords, but this time, looking at this sword embryo that had shown a certain shape, he still took a breath.

——Shuanghua.

The famous sword that Qingyongzi put all his heart and soul into.

Although he always called "Old Man" and "Old Man" on weekdays, Qing Ye still took his father as an example without any doubt on the way of casting.For "Shuanghua", a work that devoted his father's painstaking efforts and was even asserted by himself as the "peak", Qingye of course carefully studied every inch and every pattern on it.

But he can only figure out a thing or two through the leftover images.

The real "Shuanghua" was destroyed in the great battle thousands of years ago, and that amazing swordsman genius died together.

……cough.

Although Daoist Linghua has indeed fallen now, it is not good to shorten his lifespan by a few hundred years without authorization.

But to be honest, Qing Ye understood his father.

In the eyes of the swordsmith, the sword repairer had already died the moment the way of the sword collapsed.

...the remaining body is meaningless to the swordsmith.

It's like Qingyongzi can obviously cast another "Shuanghua", but he has never done so in the past thousand years.

Although it is true that the materials needed for "Shuanghua" are hard to find all over the world, if you try your best to find them, it is not impossible to find them all.

But Qingye knew that his father would never do this, it didn't make any sense.

So what if an identical imitation was recast?

It's just a shape.

The sword and the sword master, the swordsmith and the sword repairer...have always achieved each other.

——No one will be able to hold the sword that is as pure and beautiful as the frost under the moon.

But now...

what did he see !

Qing Ye couldn't help wondering what kind of elixir his father took today that caused confusion, or maybe it was the magic stone that was embedded in the sword just now, so that he had hallucinations?

Just when Qingye was hesitating whether to go over and grab his old father who was probably not sober, he saw a faint blue phantom appearing above as Qingyongzi's sword embryo gradually took shape.

That is--

Shuanghua's...

"Sword Spirit?!"

Qing Ye stopped walking forward, with a blank expression that was too shocked and didn't know how to react.

So, it really is that the sword that hurt him just now has hallucinogenic effects, right? !What he sees now is definitely hallucinations, and when he wakes up later, he will find that he is still trapped in the sword formation under the corridor.

……

…………

Just when Qingye was in a trance and was about to give himself a slap to forcefully wake up, he heard Qingyongzi order in a light tone: "Liuyin."

The conditioned reflex formed by serving his father for many years, when Qingye realized it, he had passed the required materials according to his father's instructions, and then automatically and spontaneously took over the work of controlling the flame temperature with spiritual power.

Qing Ye: "..."

Finally realized that this is not a hallucination, nor is it a dream.

But his confusion was much more than before.

There were too many questions, and he even got stuck for a while, not knowing where to start asking questions.

But looking at the flickering blue light and shadow, thousands of words merged into one sentence, "It turns out that 'Shuangshuang' is not dead."

……

"...Old man, you are not kind! You know that I want to see Shuangshuang, but you still hide it from me!!"

"Ah! As expected of Shuanghua, she is really beautiful..."

"Speaking of which, why is the Shuanghua sword spirit here with you? Even if the sword spirit is not destroyed, shouldn't it be in the hands of Taoist Linghua? No matter what, it should be the sword master of Yaochuan, right? ... Or the Taihua sect... "

"Now that it's like this, there's always the feeling that a married daughter is being sent back to her natal family... Hey, it's not like you, your father-in-law, forcibly snatched it back?"

……

"No wonder you went to Hanzhou and Donghai again these years... You want to reshape the materials of Shuanghua?"

"Old man, you should have said earlier, I will go with you..."

……

…………

Chatter, chatter.

Just like Qingyongzi's habitual silence when forging swords, Qingye's habitual divergent thinking and mouth are not idle at all.

In this regard, father and son have the same habits but diametrically opposite.

But no matter which side has already adapted to the current situation, Qingyongzi beat the sword embryo in his hand one after another, completely ignoring his son's chatter, and although Qingye often brought up problems in his words, he didn't count on the old man the father answered.

"Ah, that's not right, since Shuanghua's sword spirit has not yet been destroyed, then Daoist Ling Hua still has a chance to reestablish the way of the sword? Why then..."

Qingyongzi: "Shut up."

It was the first time he got his father's response in the process of forging a sword, Qing Ye was still a little confused.If it weren't for the fact that he was still holding something in his hand and had no free time, he would even want to dig out his ears to see if he was hallucinating.

He really shut up for a while before asking cautiously: "Father? Did you talk to me just now?"

Qingyongzi's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was flat: "It's too noisy."

Qingye:? ? ?

He has been arguing for so many years, why did he suddenly speak now?His old father really did something wrong today, right? !

Shuanghua's sword spirit was indeed sent back by Chu Lu himself.

He went three times—

The first time was when the battle of killing the dragon was over. When the way of swords just collapsed, everything was normal when he entered the door. The fashionable and young Qingyongzi even expressed his worries and worries about his friends. When he is in the spirit, he instantly turns his face and kicks people out of the house;

The second time he went there was when he had already turned into a Dharma cultivator, and this time it was even worse, the other party didn't let him in at all, and even put down his words, saying that Xi Lu was already dead on his side;

……

Then came the third and last time.

That time Qingyongzi still didn't let him in, but Chu Lu left Shuanghua's sword spirit behind.

At that time, he had already been possessed by a demon. According to his connection with Shuanghua, if the sword spirit was still by his side, it would inevitably be polluted into a demonic sword.

Shuanghua's sword intent is noble and awe-inspiring, it is better to find a new sword master than a demon master.

As the creator of Shuanghua, Qingyongzi is similar to his father. Chu Lu believes that the other party will definitely find a good master for it.

Just didn't expect...

Qingyongzi actually kept it until now.

Also such a coincidence.

——It chose Loukongyu.

……

It was nearly two months before he got the sword, Shen Jingzhi was going to return to Yaochuan Jianzun, and Lou Kongyu was going to Wuwanghai to investigate the seal of the demon according to the original plan.

Although Qingyongzi's sword has not yet been obtained, Lou Kongyu is already aware of the "debt" on his body.

Before going to Wuwanghai, he also deliberately went to the Sanxiu League's residence in Huangzhou, intending to see if there were any tasks that he could pick up along the way.

But here in the Sanxiu League, there is indeed a mission that tops the list, pays a lot of money, and almost meets all of Lou Kongyu's requirements.

—Escorting an employer to the depths of the Unashamed Sea.

As a desert of spiritual power, Wuwanghai is very dangerous for monks.

But in another sense, it is also safe enough, because it also means that there is no danger of spirit beasts and monsters here, the only danger comes from the surrounding environment - quicksand, sand waterfall, in the Lost in the barren and empty fields...

Therefore, for a monk who wants to go to Wuwanghai, a reliable guide is much more useful than a high-level monk.

Originally, as a newcomer entering Wuwanghai for the first time, Lou Kongyu also needed a guide, but because of Chu Lu, this role was irrelevant.

After all, Chu Lu has traveled here many times and is familiar with Wuwanghai enough. Furthermore, even if there have been changes in Wuwanghai over the past few hundred years, he can avoid risks in advance if he has the spiritual sense to explore the way.

Although he didn't know the inside story, Lou Kongyu had 12 points of trust in Senior Immortal, since Chu Lu said there was no problem, he had no doubts about it.

Now when he saw this top-ranked task, he was inevitably moved.

But "escort"...

This task is somewhat different from Lou Kongyu's idea.

After all, he was going to check the seal of the Heavenly Demon this time, and it would not be very appropriate to wait around the seal for unrelated people.

but……

This employer gave too much.

Chu Lu sensed Lou Kongyu's expectant mood, he thought for a while, and said: "It's okay, if you want to pick it up, then go ahead."You don't have to go to the seal in person, you just need to stay nearby for a while. ]

Chu Lu wasn't big enough to let Lou Kongyu, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, go to the Heavenly Demon Seal without hesitation.

His original plan was to let Lou Kongyu go to a nearby place, and then let his spiritual sense temporarily leave the soul orb, and go there to check in person, so it doesn't matter whether Lou Kongyu takes anyone with him or not.

After getting Chu Lu's consent, Lou Kongyu immediately agreed happily.

But when he went to pick up the task, he suddenly thought, since the reward for this task is so rich and the content is not difficult, why has no one answered it?

Chu Lu looked at the imprint left by the person who posted the task, [Probably because of the employer, this task...]

Hearing the faint intention of stopping in Chu Lu's words, Lou Kongyu's hand that was planning to leave a spiritual imprint immediately stopped.

He naturally followed Chu Lu's intentions, but he still couldn't help asking, [Could it be that this employer is difficult?Then I still—]

As he asked, he had already stopped moving.

But it happened that two monks next to him who wanted to take on the same task had an argument, and Lou Kongyu, who was affected by the aftermath, dodged to the side, leaving a spiritual imprint on the jade slip of that task.

Lou Kongyu was holding the jade slip that had already fallen into his hand, feeling confused and guilty at the same time.

He quickly apologized, [I'm sorry, senior, I obviously... stopped. ]

This is too coincidental.

If at one moment in the morning, his spiritual power has not been released; at another moment at night, his spiritual power has been withdrawn...but it was affected at that moment.

Chu Lu: […]

This familiar, stomach-ache "coincidence".

[No, it's not your problem. ]

Chu Lu was just skeptical at first, but now he is [-]% sure.

Lou Kongyu is still hopeful, [The employer probably hasn't agreed yet, I went to cancel this task...huh? ]

Before he finished speaking, he watched helplessly as the jade slips in his hand turned into stars and scattered away.

The other party agreed, the contract was completed, and Lou Kongyu officially took over the task.

He looked up with a feeling.

At the door, a young man with a pale complexion and an exceptionally thin figure was slowly walking in his direction.