Zhou Jianlai finally woke up from his drunken state.
Zhang Xiaozu was overjoyed and hurriedly took out the water bag from the mustard seeds and handed it over.
Zhou Jianlai took the water bag, raised his head and drank it hard until the bulging water bag deflated in one breath. It was obvious that he was really thirsty.
"Ah -" After drinking in one breath, Zhou Jianlai stretched out comfortably and asked Zhang Xiaozu: "I seem to have slept for a long time?"
"That's really too long. It's already the eighth day of May." Zhang Xiaozu said with a dumb smile.
"Ah, so long?" Zhou Jianlai was startled and looked at Zhang Xiaozu in surprise. He thought he had only slept for a day or two.
Zhang Xiaozu smiled bitterly and nodded, saying: "If you don't wake up again, Dawa and I will help you sober up."
Zhou Jianlai suddenly lost all his cultivation. Niu Dawa didn't know the situation, so she never dared to interfere with his physical condition.
"The stamina of this sword plum wine is really great." Zhou Jianlai shook his head, then suddenly looked stunned, and then laughed dumbly and said: "I forgot, I have completely lost my cultivation at the moment, and I am no different from ordinary people. I can carry it naturally.
I can’t handle such a strong drink.”
Zhang Xiaopou quickly comforted him: "Don't be afraid if you lose your cultivation. You will just come back from cultivation. If you need any cultivation resources, just tell me and I will take care of them."
"No hurry, no hurry." Zhou Jianlai waved his hands calmly and said: "I have been practicing day and night since I can remember. I have never stopped along the way. The journey is too hard, too hasty and too far. It is rare to have a chance.
Given the opportunity to go back to the starting point, I want to stop and rest for a while.”
Seeing that Zhou Jianlai could face the loss of cultivation calmly, Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his worries.
But when he thought about Zhou Jianlai possessing two famous swords, the King of Wei Sword and the Sword of Light, countless people were peeping at him, and even the powerful stars in Wanjiange Pavilion were salivating. And as the news of the birth of the Sword of Light spread, there would be more and more people.
More and more pretenders are coming.
But Zhou Jianlai has no power to protect himself. How dangerous is this?
Zhang Xiaozu couldn't help but worry again.
Zhou Jianlai seemed to see Zhang Xiaozu's worries and asked: "Guangming Sword has caused trouble these days, hasn't it?"
"There are indeed many people coveting to snatch it." Zhang Xiaopou didn't hide it. There was no need for the brothers to report good news or bad news to each other. He said: "There are the stars of Wanjiange Pavilion, the geniuses of Shenjian City, and the Queen of the Qin family of Qin Taizu.
people, and there are many unknown masters.”
Zhou Jianlai heard this and sneered: "When the Bright Sword was inserted in the sword tomb of Wanjiang Pavilion, I didn't see them jumping up and down in a hurry. Now that it's in my hand, Zhou Jianlai, they immediately jump up and down. Do you think I'm easy to bully and can you kill me?"
"Then they made the wrong calculation." Zhang Xiaozhu said with stern eyes and murderous intent: "Yesterday, Dawa and I had a fight with them in the southern suburbs of the city and killed them to pieces. We also happened to meet Mr. Zhang who came to Beijing.
, Shocked from the sky, Zhu Shun, the fourth deacon of Wanjiang Pavilion, was killed with one blow and gave us shelter in public. I don’t think anyone will come to seize the sword in a short time, but it is easy to hide with open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. Brother Zhou still needs to be careful on weekdays.
some."
Zhou Jianlai said: "There is no need to worry about me. Although I have lost all my cultivation, my sword spirit is still there and my swordsmanship is still there. Ordinary people can't hurt me. In addition, before my cultivation is gone, I will use the sword tomb to send out ten thousand swords."
He has accumulated a move and hidden it in the Ten Thousand Swords Box. When used, it may be able to cut down stars.
This move was originally intended to be used against Master Long Kui from Wanjiang Pavilion who also wanted to draw the sword of light. However, I didn’t expect that the battle with the sword of light caused me to lose all my cultivation. Then I couldn’t withstand the strength of the sword and plum wine, and I fainted.
I was so drunk that I passed away."
Looking back on the experience of the Sword Tomb, Zhou Jianlai couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Zhang Xiaopou couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. A sword technique could cut stars with one move. What kind of infinitely powerful sword technique would it be?
I don’t know any unlucky person who is lucky enough to understand this trick.
Knowing that Zhou Jianlai still had the means to protect himself, Zhang Xiaopou immediately felt relieved, so he changed the subject and exclaimed: "I heard from the eldest brother that with your own power, Brother Zhou, you can suppress the swords in the sword tomb without being able to unsheath them.
He powerfully broke the tomb-protecting sword formation, then sat across from the sword of light and drank, and finally took the sword into his arms and lay down drunk.
Not majestic, but very chic."
But Zhou Jianlai's expression changed and he yelled: "What a shame! Wan Jian was so frightened that he knelt down and called me grandpa. He didn't say anything, and he was tortured by the Bright Sword like a grandson. He chopped up my whole body alive and made me so miserable."
I sat there depressed and drank. Fortunately, I finally pulled out the sword of light in a daze, otherwise I would have no place to cry."
"——" Zhang Xiaozu was stunned.
Zhou Jianlai's sadness and desolation and Niu Dawa's domineering Yunxiao were two completely opposite scenes, leaving him unable to imagine what it was like.
Zhou Jianlai suddenly chuckled and said: "Jianzhong is a very interesting place. I will take you there to play when I find time."
"I'm really looking forward to it." Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes lit up. After hearing Niu Dawa's description of Wanjiange and Wanjiang Tomb, he really couldn't wait to see it.
But it's obvious that we can't go now. If we do, Wanjiang Pavilion will definitely try to catch a turtle in a jar.
Zhang Xiaozu's heart suddenly felt a little tense.
The successive appearances of young masters such as Ye Shisanlifu, Qin Xingjian, Zhan Aotian and so on, as well as the step by step pressure from the strong men of the stars, made him feel that his own combat power was far from enough, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
But when he thought about improving his cultivation level, he was a little overwhelmed.
His five battle sects and five seas of qi are now like five bottomless pits. If you throw a few or even a dozen Yuanshi Golden Pills, you won't even hear a sound.
The fatigue of the Yuanshi Golden Pill forced him to turn his attention to higher-level elixirs and even spiritual veins.
The refreshing feeling of sucking the spiritual veins at the Fu Family's training place in Muyang City left him with endless aftertaste, and he really wanted to find another spiritual vein and suck it as much as he wanted.
But spiritual veins are extremely rare. You can find them just by looking for them.
So he had to suppress his unrealistic delusions.
The body-refining method he got from Black Ape is what he wants to put into practice most at the moment, especially now that Zhou Jianlai has lost all his cultivation, and it is imperative to practice again. If he can temper his body before practicing, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when practicing again.
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Therefore, he secretly decided to wait until the reward ceremony the day after tomorrow to collect the elixir for body refining.
He has the holy blood of ambergris, as well as as many soul nourishing artifacts as he wants, all of which can be exchanged for the body-refining elixir. It must not be too difficult to collect one or several body-refining elixirs.
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"Where is this?" Zhou Jianlai asked curiously, listening to the sound of reading outside the window.
Zhang Xiaozu's thoughts were pulled back and he responded: "Taiping College."
"Lao Si opened it?" Zhou Jianlai asked in surprise with his eyes widened.
"——" Zhang Xiaozu gave him a look that said, "Are you stupid?"
"Haha, just a joke." Zhou Jianlai laughed, but he seemed to feel that his joke was a bit cold, so his laughter was a bit dry.
Perhaps to cover up his embarrassment, he got up and got out of bed, walked to the window and looked outside.
Just as the class was over, a group of children ran out of the school.
They stood at the entrance of the school, huddled together, whispering, and timidly looking towards the west wing, curious but not daring to get close.
However, when Zhang Xiaozu's face also appeared in the window, their courage suddenly grew, and they approached the west wing under the leadership of the fat man Tai Wenyan.
"Are you Zhou Jianlai?" Looking at each other through the window, Tai Wenyan boldly asked Zhou Jianlai.
At the end, he added: "Is Zhou Jian coming with the sword of light?"
They had already heard about the relationship between Zhang Xiaozu and Zhou Jianlai, so when they were in class just now, they saw Zhang Xiaozu coming in through the window carrying a man with a broken arm on his back. They immediately guessed that this was Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jianlai nodded and replied: "Yes, I am Zhou Jianlai, the one who drew the Sword of Light."
"Um - can you take out the Sword of Light and show it to us?" Tai Wenyan asked hopefully.
But he didn't have much hope in his heart, and even before he said the words, he was already prepared to be rejected.
He knows in his heart that the Sword of Light is a peerless name
The sword, the sword of the Qin Emperor, could never be shown to these little brats by Zhou Jianlai.
If Zhang Xiaozu hadn't stood beside Zhou Jianlai and given him some courage, he would never have dared to say this.
However, what surprised Tai Wenyan was that Zhou Jianlai smiled and nodded at him.
Zhou Jianlai waved his hand and said to Zhang Xiaopeng: "Third Master, go and get my king's sword for everyone to watch."
"——" Zhang Xiaozu glanced at him silently, but turned around to the bed and took the Wanjian Box placed beside the bed to the window.
Zhou Jianlai stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and proudly shouted to Tai Wenyan and other children: "Keep your eyes open, a famous and unique sword is about to be born."
In Wanjianxi, there are mountains and mountains stretching for thousands of miles.
Mountain peaks stand tall, like a lonely sword.
They are waiting quietly for their owners.
However, thousands of miles high in the sky, there is a sword that is peerless and independent. It has never sat on the peaks. It seems that none of the thousands of majestic peaks is worthy of it.
It is the Sword of Light.
The sword is four feet and one inch long and two inches and four minutes wide.
The blade of the sword is dimly yellow, with a faint stream of light. Under the stream of light, it seems to be wrapped in mist, and in the mist, there seems to be the sun, moon, stars, sky and the universe.
The sword has two edges, one as holy as snow and the other as dark as night.
Protect the common people in the world with holiness, and swallow the darkness and evil in the world with darkness.
Zheng!
Zhou Jianlai suddenly pulled out the Sword of Light from the Wanjian Box. The long sword trembled in his hand, as if it was about to fly away.
Zhang Xiaozhu's heart suddenly trembled. He felt that the purple sword on the beach at Xinmen seemed to have sensed the presence of the Sword of Light. The sword that had never been moved on the beach actually trembled slightly, but he didn't have time to react.
, Zi Jian returned to peace again.
"Wow!"
"Sword of Light!"
"Ah, I saw stars inside the sword. It's so beautiful!"
"Where are the stars, it's clearly the sun!"
"No, it's the sea!"
"Nonsense, it's clearly green mountains and clear waters!"
"Uh, how come I see a table full of delicacies from all over the world?" Tai Wenyan scratched his head and muttered in a low voice.
His little face couldn't help but blush. What others saw were either mountains, rivers, seas, or the sun, moon, and stars, but he saw a table of delicious food, and thought to himself, could it be that he was a loser?
Zhang Xiaozu's face turned pale.
He saw the southern border.
Rivers flowed backwards, mountains collapsed, and the earth cracked. It was extremely miserable as far as the eye could see.
Suddenly, the sword of light stopped trembling and became quiet in Zhou Jianlai's hand.
"What did you see?" Zhou Jianlai asked Zhang Xiaopou.
"The end!" Zhang Xiaozu said with a pale face and a dry throat.
"I saw a hero." Zhou Jianlai looked at Zhang Xiaopou.
"Hero? Who? Me?" Zhang Xiaozu said in surprise.
Zhou Jianlai immediately glared and said, "What are you thinking about? You are me!"
"Do it!" Zhang Xiaozu yelled angrily.
But he didn't notice the sadness and worry deep in Zhou Jianlai's eyes.
Zhou Jianlai did see a hero.
A hero who gave up his life for the sake of the world.
At this moment, he was standing next to him.
"Zhang Xiaozu, you have missed several classes in the past two days. You will stay in class after school in the afternoon for tutoring." Su Jin walked out of the school and shouted to Zhang Xiaozu.
"Uncle, sir, you are angry and miserable!" Tai Wenyan gloated.
Zhou Jianlai looked confused, looked at Zhang Xiaozu and asked, "What's going on?"
"——" Zhang Xiaozhu's cheeks were red and he stayed in class for tutoring. This was too embarrassing.
Su Jin didn't stop and walked straight towards the entrance of the courtyard. As he walked, he said: "There is a martial arts class in the afternoon. I have something to go out for. Zhang Xiaozu, from now on you will be the martial arts committee member and teach on my behalf this afternoon."
The people have gone away, leaving Zhang Xiaopeng alone in a mess.
This chapter has been completed!