After leaving the customs, I was forced to fly into the universe

Tang Rumo doubted whether this was some kind of interstellar exclamation buzzword that he didn't understand - because Ace repeated it three times.

"My hair!!"

It wasn't until the third time that he turned his head to look at the owner of the Qiongtian Sword, with an incredible brilliance in his eyes: "Amo, Amo, do you know that your sword has my hair in it!"

Tang Rumo: "...What exactly do you want to say?"

Ace also found that his words sounded a bit strange, he quickly calmed down his excitement, and explained: "Do you still remember, when we first met, your sword already made me feel very friendly, but at that time it was still I don't know why. Now I know, it's because of the aura emanating from this sword!"

Tang Rumo: "Breath?"

He couldn't be more clear about the Qiongtian sword's aura. After all, it was a precious spiritual stone that he forged with his own hands. What breath, he...

Tang Rumo's thoughts stopped suddenly.

...auxiliary?

Ace kept talking in his ear: "You may not know, but I can confirm it after smelling it carefully. After all, it is my hair! But I actually seldom shed hair, and most of the hair that falls is floating In space, I didn't expect to be picked up by you!"

After a pause, he sighed again in a chant-like tone: "Ah Mo, we are really destined to be wives and wives!"

In addition to the excited chatter, Ace seemed to want to have a warm hug with Tang Rumo, but the latter's expression was cold, obviously not willing.

Tang Rumo ignored the agitated Ace, and took out a sword-making handbag that had been dusty for many years from the mustard seeds.

Back then when refining the natal sword, he experienced countless failures before finally succeeding.Due to the limited talent in this area, he kept looking for the reasons for the failure by means of records, and improved the number of exercises and the types and dosages of supplementary materials time after time.Because of this, each time the sword was practiced was recorded in detail in the handbook.

On the slightly yellowed paper, the handwriting written with the brush is still clear and powerful.Tang Rumo turned to the last record, which was also the time when he successfully refined the Sky Sword, and he saw neatly written on it——

A whole piece of Qinglian Haoshi

Crescent Yingsha Erliang

Fire flow amber five pieces

……

Three spoons of Wumeng

……

"Wu Mengmeng?" Tang Rumo looked at the ordinary white porcelain bottle in the master's hand, his eyes lingering on it, "What is this?"

Fang Zhiwei proudly said: "Something that allows you to refine the Criterion Sword!"

Tang Rumo: "..."

Fang Zhiwei: "Don't believe me, the teacher is telling the truth."

Tang Rumo: "Where did you come from?"

Fang Zhiwei: "Of course it was passed on to me by your ancestors. Although our Nanyu Sword Gate is a single lineage, it has a long history and profound accumulation, and there are many kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures!"

He said this very boldly, because according to Tang Rumo's understanding, Nanyu Jianmen's rich family fortune had been shattered 1000 years ago.The successor at that time also specially wrote a book of hundreds of pages of police descendants, describing in detail how his master squandered and prodigal.

But there is still something that has been handed down.

For example, the Wordless Heavenly Book, some odds and ends of instruments and miscellaneous items, and the scrolls of ancient books that are the least valuable in the mortal world.

Tang Rumo: "If you had this thing before, why didn't you take it out?" Could it be to sharpen my will?Or simply because...

Fang Zhiwei: "I forgot."

Tang Rumo: "..." Sure enough, this is the master's character.

Fang Zhiwei poured out a little powder from the white porcelain bottle. The color of the powder was just like its name, impure black like that of a rainy day with cloudy clouds, and a hazy light texture.

Fang Zhiwei pinched a little bit with his fingertips, rubbed it against each other to let it fall down, and then Tang Rumo saw a little bit of light, and for some reason he suddenly remembered the bright stars in the vast night sky.

"After a long time, the color has changed a bit. It should be more shiny." Fang Zhiwei smiled, "But the effect should not be too bad, you can try it."

Tang Rumo frowned: "What on earth is this?"

He didn't want to add some weird things when refining, so as not to fall into the same situation as the master's natal sword, such as malfunctioning at random times, and it can suddenly drop hundreds of feet from the air while flying.

Tang Rumo's question successfully made Fang Zhiwei look nostalgic, and his thoughts drifted back to the distant past.

"That probably happened when I first stepped into practice as a teacher. Back then, my master...that is, your ancestor, once rescued a strange beast in distress, and the other party gave a feather as a thank you gift."

"Feathers are soft and delicate to the touch, but they are invulnerable to fire and water, and are invulnerable to weapons. Only a few years later, they suddenly become brittle and brittle like autumn dead leaves, and their color gradually fades away, even with that magical characteristic disappearing." Gone."

"Your master didn't take it seriously at first. By chance, he found that the fragments of feathers seemed to improve the success rate of refining, so he ground them into powder and preserved them."

Speaking of this, Fang Zhiwei patted Tang Rumo's shoulder: "Don't worry, apprentice, when did I cheat you as a teacher?"

Tang Rumo thought to himself, that's really too much.

But he could also feel the master's sincerity, and seeing the confident expression on the other party's face, he decided to use Wu Mengmeng in the refining process of the natal sword with the attitude of giving it a try.

The end result is delightful.

Although I still failed several times in succession, there was obvious progress each time.One morning after most of the bottle of Wumeng was consumed, as the dawn dawned from the sky, the Qiongtian Sword also took shape in the sword furnace.

……

Thoughts come back from memory.

Tang Rumo was a little suspicious. Could it be that the strange beast that Master mentioned back then was referring to this guy in front of him?

Sensing his gaze, Ace immediately leaned over, put his head side by side, and looked down at the handwriting: "Is this the writing of Ah Mo's hometown? It's so square and special!"

Attracted by their movement, 1008 couldn't help but float out from the corner, circling above the two of them, looking around curiously.

Tang Rumo thought for a while, and found a white porcelain bottle that hadn't been touched for a long time from the mustard seeds. It still contained a small half bottle of black powder that was left at that time.

As soon as he took this thing out, Ace's eyes lit up again: "That bottle also has my feather breath!"

The truth is already evident.

Tang Rumo's mood became a little complicated.

There really is such a coincidence, Ace had a relationship with the ancestor of the year, and they met again hundreds of years later.From this aspect, the reason why his natal sword can be refined is also thanks to the help of the other party to a certain extent.

... the mood is more complicated.

But Esco didn't find it complicated at all, instead he said with great interest: "Could it be that I once visited Ah Mo's planet, you picked up my feather, but we both missed it unfortunately?"

Just as Tang Rumo was thinking about whether to tell the other party the ins and outs of the matter, and the balance in his heart was rapidly tilting towards "no", a voice suddenly interjected.

"Ah Mo is from the planet LL-079 in the Liulan Galaxy." Optical Brain 1008, who was unwilling to be lonely, enthusiastically helped Tang Rumo introduce him.

"The Liulan Galaxy..."

Ace is familiar with the name, but he has no idea which planet the number 079 refers to.

1008's light flickered, and soon projected a three-dimensional image of LL-079 in midair.

"Ah, so it's here!"

Ace yelled, remembering.

In most cases, he doesn't really remember which remote planets he has been to. After all, there are thousands of stars in the vast universe, and there are countless similar places.

But this planet is different, its appearance has been deeply imprinted in Ace's mind.

The reason why he was so impressed was that Ace attempted a long-distance trek across several large galaxies for the first time after he was an adult, and the result was that he was so overworked that he fell on this planet.

Later, two kind-hearted people found him and brought him some food, mainly round meatballs.Although the taste is quite bland and the taste is strange, it can supplement the nutrition of the body very well, and successfully saved him from the bad luck of recuperating in loneliness and boredom in the deep mountains and old forests for hundreds of years.

Later, when he was leaving, Ace plucked a feather from his own body and gave it to the other party to show his gratitude.

"So you were the little boy back then, so we've already met each other!"

Ace wanted to have a long-lost reunion hug again, but Tang Rumo's expression was as cold as ever, and he almost wrote the word "resistance" on his face.

"What's the matter? Didn't you always want to hug me?"

Tang Rumo: "..."

Tang Rumo: "No."

If there is one, it must be Master.

Ace thought Tang Rumo was being shy, and with an idea, he conjured up a shrunken version of his body.

The clothes he was originally wearing lost their support, and all fell to the ground at this moment. There was a football-sized bulge in the middle of the soft clothes, which was crawling out and appearing in front of Tang Rumo's eyes.

This is a strange, dark creature that looks like a whale in shape. Its chubby head presents a round and smooth line, which becomes more and more convergent as it moves toward the back.

But it's hairy.

Fine and smooth hair.

Tang Rumo couldn't move his eyes, and his heart, which had always been calm, was trembling.Although he seldom mentioned it to outsiders, he had no resistance to stuffed creatures since he was a child, even after he embarked on the road of practice.

"Although I rejected you before, it was only because we were not familiar enough! You can hug you any way you want now, Ah Mo, come here!"

Ace slowly floated into the air, shaking slightly, the hair all over his body suddenly became more fluffy and soft.

Tang Rumo:! ! !

Tang Rumo's heart was hit by [-] points, and all restraint and persistence surrendered at this moment.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and slowly leaned forward, just as he was about to touch the furry and fleshy round body of the whale creature, but at this moment the door opened without warning.

There were two people standing outside.

"..."

Tang Rumo withdrew his hand subconsciously.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-2223:40:33~2020-10-2400:28:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yuni;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!