After Zhang Yu heard the voice, his eyes flickered slightly.
In fact, because this is his true spirit of knowledge, the latter has no secrets from him. The moment he speaks, the deeper consciousness is also passed along.
The reason why this true spirit refuses to come out now is because it is afraid.
But it's not that I'm afraid of some powerful enemy, or that I'm afraid of encountering any danger outside, but that I'm afraid of him.
This true spirit is afraid that its consciousness will be erased by him.
There are two types of true spirits of knowledge, one has independent self-awareness, and the other has no self-awareness and is completely dependent on the Master for existence.
Needless to say, the true spirit that is completely dependent on the Master exists. Similar to those normal observers, it has no human emotions and is a very useful tool.
It's just that this tool is too dull and does not learn by itself. Everything the true spirit knows depends on the master. If the master is a person with little knowledge, then the true spirit will not be able to play much role.
A true soul with self-awareness can be treated as an intelligent being.
It has a strong self-awareness. If it does not get along well with its master, it will not help the master wholeheartedly. The relationship between this kind of true spirit and the master is actually more like a collaborator, or another form of master.
servant.
However, as a master, he can erase his consciousness at any time as long as he is willing, and the true spirit created by Tao Dingfu for him is more special and can change his temperament.
But he didn't want to do this, because naturally born consciousness is undoubtedly the most spiritual.
He said quietly: "You don't have to worry about me erasing your consciousness. If I wanted to do this, I would have done so a long time ago. But if you continue to refuse my request, then I may also consider it."
Perhaps she understood what he was thinking. After waiting for a while, a faint blue light seeped out from those places that looked like metal pieces, and the surrounding objects were dyed blue.
Then the spiritual house, which was like a silver metal ball, shook violently, split apart with a crack, and as a hot breath came out, a piece of jade-white light mist rose out of it and floated there.
It looks like an erratic human figure, only about a foot tall. It looks like a three or four-year-old child, with a big head, short hands and short legs, but it has the shape of a bun on its head, and there is a floating necklace behind the bun.
, wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe. If you only look at the silhouette and back, he looks like a little Taoist boy.
It's just that this little true spirit seemed very nervous under the gaze.
Zhang Yuping said: "You don't have to be afraid of me. It's very good that you have your own consciousness. This is a rare quality and it's not a flaw. I won't punish you for hiding before. I only need you to do what I need."
You did something, do you understand?"
The little true spirit nodded vigorously, then thought for a moment and said in a childish voice: "But I can't see you."
Zhang Yu knew that when it said it couldn't see, it didn't mean that it really couldn't see him, but that it couldn't see his thoughts, past, and various situations inside his body.
A general knowing spirit needs to know all the situations on the master's body, and at the same time, it can obtain all the knowledge and experience of the master, so that it can make the most appropriate suggestions and analysis.
But he doesn't need these things. As a monk, the most important thing is to master yourself. This does not require others to tell you what to do, even if it is the true spirit that cannot betray itself.
Moreover, he has always relied on himself to fight with others, and he has mastered the Seal of Foresight early on, so he does not need to fight for advice. He only needs to know the true spirit to make up for some areas that he cannot take care of, and at the same time he is responsible for collecting and integrating information from the outside world.
information.
So he said: "You don't need to know this. When I ask you to do something, I will take care of it separately."
He thought for a while and said, "You need a name. I see that your body is as white as jade and snow, and that it comes from the seeds. Let me call you 'Bing Guojun'."
When the real spirit heard it, his whole body lit up and he seemed to like the name very much.
Zhang Yu's thoughts changed at this moment, and the figure of "Bai Guojun" flashed twice and then disappeared.
The true spirit always follows the master. When he does not need to know the true spirit, as long as he blocks it in consciousness, it will disappear and be in a state between existence and non-existence.
When he needs it, he can call it out in his consciousness.
Although the matter of the true spirit has been dealt with, he has no plans to leave the secret room now. Instead, he plans to sacrifice and refine the sword before going out.
Because the energy and heart light in the sword fetus will be lost every day in the confrontation with the sword fetus, so he needs to try to instill another one every time and repeat the sacrifice, which requires him to be constantly
Waiting by.
However, one must be careful with such movements to avoid "awakening" the sword fetus. If it wakes up early and is not fully and thoroughly tempered, the future quality and spirituality of the sword will be greatly compromised.
The requirements for controlling the heat here are also relatively accurate and can only rely on the master's own control.
In fact, the communication between the master and the sword begins from this moment.
This is also why the sword crafted by the master himself is the most suitable for him.
Not only is it not contaminated by any qi from outside the body, it is also because both parties adapt to each other and resonate with each other during the polishing process.
If Zhang Yu's Cicada Sword hadn't been rebuilt after it was completely broken, it would have been built again to remove all the impurities in it. Then he would not be able to use it so smoothly now.
Obstructive.
It takes a while to polish the sword tire, but longer is not always better. This depends on the master's method and the quality of the sword tire.
The sword embryo presented by Taoist Lin is naturally of excellent quality. All members of the Cangshan lineage are sword cultivators, and they themselves are great experts in sword making. This apology gift made by him is of the highest quality among the Cangshan people.
Zhang Yu's mental strength is abundant and pure. When refining the sword, he can not only keep it flowing, but also completely penetrate into every detail of the sword body, not even a trace is missed, and there is no need to use it again.
Any other techniques.
So after almost seven days of continuous practice, the sword body has been fully tempered.
Zhang Yu took it in his hand and observed it, and saw that it had completely lost its original light and turned black, making it look unremarkable on the surface.
But he knew that the sword fetus had finally adapted to his energy and heart, and now it just needed to wake up.
This is also a critical step that must be done by the Master.
A newborn sword is like a newborn creature. It will naturally show a certain degree of closeness to the first ray of energy it comes into contact with after birth, or the first person it comes into contact with. The original Cicada Sword also
It was awakened by him.
At this time, he stretched out his hand, put two fingers on the top of the sword body, and then slowly moved outward. Every time he moved, pieces of black charcoal-like things peeled off from it and fell down.
The sharp sword blade of Han Guang Shuo also appeared piece by piece.
As all the black coal faded away, it seemed as if a bolt of lightning suddenly flickered in the secret room, illuminating everything in the secret room in detail.
Zhang Yu held the hilt of the sword and saw that the surface of the sword was like a cold mirror, smooth and cold. When he turned his wrist slightly, a light flashed through it.
Although this sword has been produced, there is still one step that needs to be completed.
That’s the naming!
The name of the sword must be given by the master. This is not just a ritual, but also has substantial meaning. It means that the master recognizes and accepts the sword from the bottom of his heart.
And this fusion of mind, spirit, and spirit, in turn, further catalyzes the spirituality of the sword and causes it to transform in the direction desired by the master.
He thought briefly at this moment, put his hand on the spine of the sword, and said: "The light is like shocking lightning, and the energy is soaring in the sky, I will call you 'Jingxiao'."
When he said these words, the sword in his hand vibrated, as if in response, and let out a high-pitched and clear sound that lingered in the room for a long time.
He nodded slightly. This sword will be used as an auxiliary to the Cicada Sword in the future. The two swords, one for far attack and one for close attack, can perfectly cooperate with each other.
He held up the Jingxiao Sword and made a few blows. It felt very smooth and harmonious. When the light of the sword passed by, the surrounding haze immediately parted.
After trying it several times, he picked up the scabbard that he had prepared. With a slight movement of his sleeves and a "clang" sound, he put the sword into its sheath.
He stretched out his fingers and tapped the scabbard lightly. The next step was to try to combine the "Cicada" and "Jingxiao" swords so that these two swords could be integrated into his own mind.
If it can be done, then there will be no need to hold it and carry it in the future, but it can be summoned anytime and anywhere when facing the enemy.
At this time, he rolled up his sleeves, stood up from the futon, and walked out of the secret room. It was bright and clear outside, and it was almost the end of meal time.
He looked at the bright light outside and decided to resign from his position as a scholar today.
After thinking about it, he walked into the study, took a pen and drafted a letter. Then he called Li Qinghe and handed it to him and said: "Send this letter to the middle stage of the academy. There is no need to say anything else."
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Li Qinghe took it seriously, bowed, and left.
However, half a summer later, Li Qinghe came back and brought back the letter of approval from the academy, as well as three blank letters of recommendation.
Zhang Yu took the letter of recommendation and flipped through it. This thing was obviously a favor intended to be sold to him by the academy. In the future, as long as he found a suitable candidate, he could use this letter of recommendation to recommend him to serve as a teacher in the academy.
He thought for a while, put away the recommendation letter, and said, "Have everything been packed?"
Li Qinghe said: "Reporting to Sir, according to Sir's instructions, everything has been packed away. The big items have been sent to Liangzhou Manor first. We can leave at any time."
Zhang Yu nodded and said: "There is no need to stay any longer. You, Qing Xi, Qing Shu and Miao Dan will take a flying boat to Liangzhou first, and I will arrive soon after. This year we will celebrate the New Year in our own manor."