Cultivate with an African God

The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and dew turns into frost.

It's late autumn, and there are few fallen leaves in the autumn scenery of the raccoon, only the withered coldness is accompanied by the autumn wind.

The young man looked up at the sky, the sky was cloudy, and there were clouds moving with the wind. He looked at the turbulent stratus clouds, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled: "This weather... really doesn't welcome me back ah."

This returning guest was none other than Mu Xinghe.

Shen Xiu actually didn't explain anything to him, but when he was sent back, they didn't let the two appear in the same position after all.Perhaps the drugs used to break through had some effect, this time he suffered far less pain than before, at least he could still walk slowly on the road, looking at the autumn sky.

There are fast horses galloping past his ears, and some jackdaws cry in panic because they are startled.

Mu Xinghe soon understood why Shen Xiu insisted on separating from him.Shen Xiu had a bad reputation for deceiving his master, destroying his ancestors and betraying the sect. When he came back this time, Shen Xiu's reputation fell to the bottom. Imagine how things ended up going.The Ten Thousand Beasts Garden was planned by him alone, and the reason why he took Mu Xinghe away was because of his hatred for Yunfu. He went crazy and killed all the rookie disciples of all sects. After that, no one from all sects would tolerate him.

However, now that he has returned safely, will it be of any use to Shen Xiu's situation?

As Mu Xinghe walked in the autumn scenery, he suddenly remembered a conversation not long ago.

"Boss, you are so kind to me, and I still have to pretend not to know you later, isn't it too heartless?"

"Then if you are, can you leave Yunfu?"

"...Although I don't have much affection for Yunfu, Yunfu is not a place I can abandon without a reason."

"That's fine."

Mu Xinghe didn't ask Shen Xiu any more questions.Mu Xinghe likes to laugh and talk nonsense to cover up his real purpose, but Shen Xiu has always been an overly calm person, saying what he wants to say, and shutting up if he doesn't want to.Therefore, Mu Xinghe would not suspect that Shen Xiu was deceiving him.If Shen Xiu doesn't say anything, then he will wait for Shen Xiu to announce the answer or find out the answer by himself. If Shen Xiu says to wait for him, then he will try his best to catch up.

The sky is gloomy, and there is still a long, long way to go.

In front of them was the raccoon market, but Mu Xinghe walked into the deep mountains and knocked on the door of a craftsman.

After a while, the craftsman came out to open the door for him.Shang Chuiyu is still the same, her slovenliness is worse than his. She is wearing a gray robe, and her whole body is also disheveled, as if she just got out of a chimney. She saw Mu Xinghe squinting his eyes Yes, and then "Ah", suddenly realized: "So it's you!"

She opened the door as if it was over, walked in by herself, got into her basement, and talked as she walked: "You are a little taller than before, and you are a little more decent, I almost couldn't recognize you. I happened to have something to find Personal help came just in time."

Mu Xinghe understood her style, closed the door for her, and followed her.Shang Chuiyu didn't ask him for help, but he stopped what he was doing and asked him why he came.

Mu Xinghe's reason for coming here is very simple. He was able to refine his talisman at the pulse condensing stage, but it was delayed until now due to various reasons. Now that he just happened to be teleported to this area, he came to Shang Chuiyu for help.

He had already communicated his thoughts with Shang Chuiyu before, but now he mentioned that Shang Chuiyu remembered these things much faster than he remembered what he looked like, and he immediately entered the state, crackling and talking about a lot of materials Name, and then asked: "Are you ready?"

Mu Xinghe smiled mysteriously, took out the things one by one, and finally took out the Bixia Zhuxi Orb, and put it on the table with a "slap".

Even Shang Chuiyu took a deep breath now.She said after a while: "As long as you are not a fool, with these things, you can at least refine a high-grade magic weapon."

Of course, Mu Xinghe knew that the materials he collected were very good. The materials he exchanged at Yunfu were already good, and later he got the Bixia Zhuxi Orb, and later he gained a lot in the ancient battlefield, and even returned some of the original good materials. Naturally, he has no worries about the quality of his magic weapon, but he has some doubts about the shape of his magic weapon. Can there be a better choice?

Shang Chuiyu checked his materials, and actually chose the most inconspicuous bamboo among the row of jeweled materials. Although the bamboo is golden in color, it has no extraordinary luster, so it doesn't look like it. Not special.

But Mu Xinghe saw this bamboo next to the dead body of Xie Yin back then. At that time, the Zhongshan Mountain had collapsed and the surroundings were in a mess, but only this bamboo stood stubbornly, with a slight aura of incomparable agility. Among them, he stopped and took the bamboo along with him.

Now Shang Chuiyu said: "This thing is called Zijin Bamboo, and it is only born in the place where spiritual energy gathers for a long time. It is rare in the world, and its rarity is second only to your Bixia Zhuxi Orb. It is best used as a main material for the benefit. But what to make it..."

As she spoke, she became thoughtful, and then asked: "Flute? Xiao?"

Mu Xinghe agreed with her proposal very much, he felt that with such a magic weapon, if he became famous in the future, he would definitely be able to become an elegant young man comparable to the big boss.Mu Xinghe was very happy, then whistled for a while, and said, "Although I don't know how to play the flute, you can see that my musical talent is pretty good, right?"

Shang Chuiyu was silent, then changed the subject and said, "Besides this, what kind of magic weapon do you want to use bamboo for?"

"A magic weapon made of bamboo..." Mu Xinghe thought quickly, without thinking, "It can be used as an allegro!"

Shang Chuiyu was confused: "Allegro... what is that?"

The quick-witted Mu Xinghe immediately made up an allegro.Then he fell into silence after speaking. If he chose this magic weapon, then he might not be able to get rid of his status as a comedian in his life.Pretentious?nonexistent.

Shang Chuiyu didn't seem to be able to bear it anymore, and said decisively: "Fan, just be a fan!"

With this matter settled, Mu Xinghe didn't delay any longer, and simply started refining his magic weapon at Shang Chuiyu's place.

After all, Shang Chuiyu made a living by refining utensils, and the utensils were obviously much better than the ones distributed to him by the Yunfu Sect.Here, the flames brought by the refiner alone include Sanwei Zhenhuo, Gengjinlihuo, Chaos Groundhuo, etc., not to mention other utensil materials.

Mu Xinghe chose a cluster of glazed clear fire, and threw a section of purple gold bamboo into it.Refining natal magic weapons is different from refining ordinary magic tools. For other magic tools and magic weapons, you can find an embryo and put them in, saving some steps. They are nourished by their own true qi, so the refining of the natal magic weapon needs to be completely made by the master.Any infiltration of spiritual energy from others will hinder the purity of the magic weapon itself, so that it is difficult to fully integrate with the master's true energy.

Mu Xinghe had a clear idea in his mind, turned the clear wind into a sharp blade, split the purple gold bamboo evenly in the glazed clear fire, cut out the shape, and used it as the fan bone.The rest of the Purple Gold Bamboo turned into crumbs, condensed into green frost and snow dew, and a burst of fragrance overflowed from the glazed clear fire. Mu Xinghe added his true energy, and the flames became slightly stronger. , the spirit spider phantom armor turned into essence, covering the entire fan, providing a layer of toughest protection for this slightly fragile fan.

All the materials were not used for the superfluous parts of the magic weapon. Mu Xinghe lifted the protection of his true qi on them. They fell into the flames and were completely burned by the flames, and the aura in the flames wrapped the unrefined magic weapon again. , In the vermilion flowing fire, there is already a streamer flickering faintly visible.

Almost done!

Mu Xinghe did not relax his control over his zhenqi, but became more cautious.He uses his true energy to feel every detail of the magic weapon, engraves the outline of the magic weapon and its true energy structure in his heart, and uses his true energy to smooth out the incongruities of the magic weapon. The difficulty is, for example, he used his true energy to deal with the materials just now. , Into the magic weapon is even worse.

Fortunately, although Mu Xinghe has no concept of the appearance of the magic weapon, he has already understood the essential structure of the magic weapon. Although it is not easy to maintain such a fine control for a long time, he is well prepared after all, for the control of true energy and the continuation of power I knew it well, although it took a long time, it didn't make mistakes.

When the flames were a little brighter, the magic weapon could already be born. Mu Xinghe took out a lustrous glazed orb and placed it in the middle of the flame. Mu Xinghe didn't move, but the orb melted like water and slowly seeped into the fan. Mu Xinghe only He felt that the spiritual energy in the flames was so strong that there was even a ray of light soaring into the sky, illuminating the entire basement.

And outside the hut, there was thunder and rain!

It is said that the Bixia Zhuxi Orb is a rare material, which can upgrade any magic weapon or magic weapon below the sixth grade to a higher grade, and use it in refining equipment. The huge increase in strength is unimaginable. The power of Xi Baozhu?

As the flames gradually extinguished, Mu Xinghe activated his true energy and took out the magic weapon from the glazed fire.This fan is made of bamboo, with a delicate fragrance on its body, with blue frost and streamer flowing in the bones of the fan. Looking at the fan surface, it looks like paper or silk, with white feathers dotted on it, scattered with dark golden debris.As soon as the fan is opened, there will be a cool breeze in the hands.With a slight movement of Mu Xinghe's mind, the fan can disappear from his hand and merge into his body, and he observes himself, the shape of the magic weapon has already been conceived in the dantian, his true energy nourishes the spiritual energy in the magic weapon, and The magic weapon itself also exudes a refreshing air, which also nourishes his true energy.

It turns out that this is the magic weapon of life!

Mu Xinghe sacrificed the magic weapon again, and the fan returned to his hand. He looked at the fan and was very satisfied.

In order to avoid disturbing him, Shang Chuiyu had been working on his own things from a distance. Seeing that he had successfully refined the weapon, he immediately walked over, and a smile appeared on that rare smile: "The radiance is great, the natural phenomenon , the magic weapon you refine today will at least be a rare and high-quality product." She opened the fan and looked at it, and there was a sense of admiration in her eyes: "Very good...the spiritual energy and the true energy fit seamlessly, without any flaws. Department, it is one of the best qualifications, and so are you."

She looked at it carefully for a while, and then handed it back to Mu Xinghe: "Can you think of a name?"

Mu Xinghe was at a loss.

The two sat down and thought about it together. After vetoing several names, Shang Chuiyu pondered and said: "The blue light flows, and the body is cold, that is called 'green frost'. Therefore, it is called 'Stable Wind', and this fan is called 'Cyan Frost Fixed Fan', what do you think?"

"It makes sense," Mu Xinghe nodded in agreement. "I always feel bad about that 'fan'. It reminds me of some household appliances. Let's call it Dingfeng Qingshuang Fan."

The two felt that the name was quite elegant and connotative, so without a doubt, Mu Xinghe played with the fan and said, "The fan is empty, so I'll mention a word and write 'Four Great Talents in Hardcover', okay?"

Shang Chuiyu was silent for a moment, then said: "...you'd better stop moving."

Shang Chuiyu checked the hinges for him and handed them back to him.

"Do me a favor, just treat it as my tool fee this time." After she came out of the world of magic weapons, her expression was tainted with worry, and the girl lowered her head and sighed, "A while ago, there I discovered a secret realm named 'Purple Mist Sea'. Song Lu also entered the secret realm because he realized that there might be a rare opportunity in ten years, but I heard that the Purple Mist Sea has disappeared now, but he has never had anything to do with me. Please contact me, please go and investigate."

Mu Xinghe let out an "ah", and to be honest, as soon as Shang Chuiyu saw him, he said that he needed his help with something, which shows that this matter has always been on her mind.However, she didn't mention it until this time, but she saw that he was eager to refine weapons and couldn't bear to disturb him, so he shook his head and said: "You are welcome, Brother Song is a senior brother in our sect, and he has taken good care of me. I will investigate his affairs." Second, it should be taken for granted, and there is no need to say anything to offset labor expenses."

Shang Chuiyu didn't like to be pushed back and forth by others, so he said bluntly: "Actually, we know each other. You don't need to charge me for a few words of advice when you come here, but I'm really worried about Song Lu. I just want you to do it when you come. this matter."

In fact, Mu Xinghe didn't know many people in Yunfu, and that senior brother was one of them.Song Lv is not the kind of senior who is so prominent that the younger generations have rumors about him, nor did he show his extraordinary skills in times of crisis, but Mu Xinghe always remembers him.This is the client of Mu Xinghe's first mission, and it is also the senior who cleared the joints so that Mu Xinghe can enter the experience of the auction president, and is the senior who introduced him to a craftsman like Shang Chuiyu.

Although Song Lv didn't make any moves, Mu Xinghe could still feel that his cultivation was extraordinary, and he was always gentle and calm. I don't know why he didn't hear from him at this time because of what happened—of course, in most cases, it should be There is no danger.He believed that Shang Chuiyu thought the same way.

That's a very steady person.

Ziwuhai is in the area of ​​the three islands, if you want to ask what happened here, there is no quicker way than to ask the big sect.

Mu Xinghe turned around and went to Yingzhou.

Going out to sea with a lone sail, in the east of the sea, at the end of the clouds and smoke, there is an island with towering peaks and mountains, and occasionally white jade-like rocks can be seen among the greenery, that is Yingzhou Island.

There are two roads after disembarking from the boat to the pier, one is a granite stone ladder with a flat ground, accompanied by stone lamps carved with fairy herons, leading to the peak far away, while the other road is like using a shovel. It was as simple and rough as a chisel, the road was narrow and the ground was uneven, but Mu Xinghe chose the crude road without hesitation—the Yingzhou faction split into the Yingzhou Sword Sect and the Yingzhou Immortal Sect, following Zhong Zijin's usual style , the Yingzhou Sword Sect should be the poorest one.

Sure enough, on that narrow path, there would be some swordsmen walking with swords. Even if they saw Mu Xinghe, who didn't have a sword, they didn't pay much attention to Mu Xinghe and walked straight past him.A little further forward, Mu Xinghe could hear the sound of swords clashing.

The sea is covered with smoke and waves, and the tide is hitting the coast. Young swordsmen step on the branches and hold long swords, and compete with their opponents on the steep mountain roads and branches on the mountain wall. It resounded on Yingzhou Island.

It turns out that this is the sword repair sect.

Mu Xinghe was shocked when he saw Zhong Zijin.

He knew that Zhong Zijin couldn't use his strength now, and he guessed that Zhong Zijin would feel very bored, would go around watching people sparring, and would even talk about practicing swords, but he didn't expect to see Zhong Zijin like this.

Zhong Zijin was doing something that he found hard to imagine would happen to Zhong Zijin.

He is reading.

He is looking at a book full of words with a correct posture, very serious, and solemn.

His expression was focused and dignified, even a little distressed.

Although he is a swordsman—the kind of swordsman who relies on intuition to fight, Zhong Zijin was not born mighty and majestic at all, his eyebrows are delicate and clean, like a young master who was raised and raised by a rich family, and now he reads books seriously It looks like that.

Mu Xinghe walked over on tiptoe, but Zhong Zijin found him when he didn't want to. Zhong Zijin was very surprised to see him, and his eyes lit up: "Why are you here? I heard that you were taken away by Lord Linyuan. Although they all Said that you were in danger, but I thought that you knew him, so nothing would happen, but I didn't expect you to come here..."

Now that he was discovered, Mu Xinghe didn't hide anymore, Zhong Zijin was still chatting with him about parting, he leaned over to look at the book that Zhong Zijin had just read intently, it wasn't a sword manual, it turned out to be some books explaining the principles of heaven and earth, such as "The sun is round and the scenery is square, the moon is square and round like; the scenery is hidden in the shape, and the essence is hidden in the image" and so on.

Mu Xinghe was puzzled: "Are you going to be a Taoist cultivator?"

"How could it be!" Zhong Zijin retorted decisively, as if this kind of speculation had humiliated him, but he hesitated for a while and said, "I don't understand something. Master said that there are answers in the book of everything in the world, but the more I I don’t understand anymore.”

In fact, looking at Zhong Zijin's appearance as a confused teenager, he knew with his toes that the answer he was looking for would not be found in this kind of book.

"Hey," Mu Xinghe grabbed his shoulders and said, "If you don't understand, you can ask me, call me Brother Sheng, I'll let you know!"

"You are younger than me!" Even if he knew that this person came from Duoshe and didn't know the exact age, Zhong Zijin would never be taken advantage of by him, "It's not easy to say, let me think about it first How can I tell you—you must not come here to chat, what is it for?"

Zhong Zijin's animal-like intuition saw through Mu Xinghe's purpose at once. Mu Xinghe was not polite, and told him his future intentions. Zhong Zijin pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "I know about Ziwuhai. I left Ziwuhai, but I didn’t come back immediately, but went to deal with some trivial matters, I think I can go back today, let’s go and have a look.”

When they went to that senior brother's residence, that senior brother hadn't come back yet, so the two sat on the stone steps and chatted.

Mu Xinghe suddenly thought of someone: "Where's Senior Brother Xiao Wen? Are you out on an adventure?"

Zhong Zijin nodded, said "Yes", then hesitated for a moment, and said again: "Actually, the thing I've been thinking about recently is about senior brother."

"What!" Mu Xinghe sat up straight.

Zhong Zijin's mood was not as relaxed as his. He lowered his head, looked at some fallen leaves on the ground, and said slowly: "You may not know that at that time in the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden, we met a man who was good at the art of demons." The enemy, and asked the senior brother at that time, the senior brother said that he hated me. Those demons can show my image, which probably means that his demons are related to me. "

Zhong Zijin sighed: "Maybe I really did a lot of wrong things and caused him to hate me. Then I admit it first, and it doesn't matter how many mistakes I admit. I just don't understand. It turns out that people who treat me so well are always hating me. Is it...? From the beginning of the acquaintance? Or in the past few years? Why is it so good to hate someone? And if it is a demon, is it because I blocked his way?"

He asked many questions, Mu Xinghe listened silently, and then said: "If I were Senior Brother Xiao Wen, I might really hate you."

Zhong Zijin turned his head and looked at him.

Mu Xinghe said while counting his fingers: "Look, for a person like you, learning a sword is different from others. Others practice swords well, study hard, practice hard for several years, and you can defeat them by feeling; Then people are stupid, everyone is afraid that you will be abducted, so they have to take care of you more, but people only have so much energy, if you divide it away, there will be no other people; and Brother Xiao Wen is very powerful at first glance Ah, it’s just that I can see it before, when you are together, those swordsmanship masters pay more attention to you, and even blame him, it is not easy for him.”

After Zhong Zijin listened silently, he was stunned for a while, then said in a daze, "It's because I'm wrong in everything..."

Mu Xinghe didn't expect that he would come to this conclusion after working hard to be a confidant elder sister for a long time. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Then what's the matter? Are you going to die if you don't practice swords just because others hate you?"

Zhong Zijin let out a "ha", subconsciously grasped his sword, and said, "I'm afraid that's impossible."

The young man looked at the sky, and then continued: "After I came back from an injury, he took care of me. I always felt that he hated me, and I didn't know what to do to prevent him from disgusting me, so I was at a loss and kept avoiding him. Later, he also noticed it. He simply left Yingzhou, saying that he went to practice. We never saw him again after that, he went far away, and there was little news from the door, alas... I don’t know what is going on now, it would be good to come back with more heroic deeds.”

Mu Xinghe could imagine the awkward appearance of the two of them at that time, but he may have a deeper understanding of human emotions than Zhong Zijin, so he wanted to use what he saw in that world as an example to tell others that there is not only pure love and hate Yes, but before the words came out, they saw a gray-clothed swordsman, covered in dust, walking towards this side, it was the person they were waiting for.

The gray-clothed swordsman heard their intentions, fell silent for a moment, and said calmly: "Song Lvhe...has perished in the sea of ​​purple mist."

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I am so conscientious!