When the time circle appeared under his buttocks, Xu Xiaoshou felt himself withdrawing.
As if his soul was out of his body, he could overlook the entire first-floor attic of Gujin Wangyou Tower from a God's perspective.
Mr. Siren was sitting on the tea table, pouring tea, and the eight masters were leaning against the wooden door in silence. I regretted that I quietly walked down the wooden ladder, but lingered at the entrance of the wooden ladder and did not come over.
They look at their own bodies, and they look at them from above.
"I am time..."
A kind of enlightenment came to my mind, and the sound of gurgling water came to my ears.
In the distance, outside the Ancient and Modern Wangyou Tower, a winding and illusory river passes through the wall without any hindrance. It starts at my feet and spreads to the distance behind me. It is completely unreal to see flowers in the mist.
not enough.
Not enough.
Just keep being reckless!
Xu Xiaoshou did not let the sudden enlightenment escape him, and continued to redeem Yun Dao seeds, plant them in Yun Dao fields, and feed the fruits to the Time Dao Disk to maintain the state.
"Time Disk (12%)."
"Time Dao Disk (13%)."
“Time Dao Disk (14%).”
"..."
Little progress has been made.
Just like time, beating at a fixed and slow frequency.
Xu Xiao was shocked and discovered that the cost of the Mangshi Dao Disk was even much higher than that of the Sword Dao Disk and the Shu Dao Disk.
In the past, there were at most ten Yun Dao seeds, which meant one million passive values. Large markets such as the Sword Dao Board and the Technique Dao Board could increase the progress by 1%.
Every time the Time Disk sublimates, he needs to click one hundred moves, which is tens of millions of passive points.
Calculating it, from 11% to 90%, 800 million passive value?
800 million?
"It doesn't matter, it's exactly one billion passive points. Why have you saved it for so long? Isn't it just to meet unexpected needs?"
Put your hope in the principle that it is expensive.
The kendo board and the art board have never let me down.
The same is true for the time disk, the image is higher, and every sublimation brings extremely clear understanding.
"..."
“Time Dao Disk (29%).”
"Time Disk (30%)."
When the progress reached 30%, the fog that covered the long river of time faded away, and Xu Xiaoshou stepped in.
Wow!
The cool water reached up to my ankles.
This sound not only reached Xu Xiaoshou's ears, but also moved the three people in Gujin Wangyou Tower. They also saw the river.
"The long river of time appears..."
Kong Yu looked at the young man's enlightenment with hatred, and the eyes of the eight masters showed a hint of certainty. The hand of Mei Si on the tea table shook, and the tea cup almost fell off.
He was really shocked.
Just sit down, right?
If Kui Leihan hadn't died yet, he would have thought that Xu Xiaoshou was the reincarnation of Kui Leihan. Whether he was enlightened or not could only happen in a matter of seconds.
"time……"
The murmur was not loud and echoed in the quiet attic on the first floor of Gujin Wangyou Building.
Xu Xiaoshou waded through the water, stepped forward, and traced the past along the long river of time.
The first thing that catches the eye are the lush flowers and green grass growing along the river, giving people a sense of prosperity.
Crossing the large rocks washed away by the stream all year round, he seemed to realize something. He stopped for a moment and saw the old and new presented on the river stones between the high and shallow water.
The top of the stone is covered with moss, and the bottom of the stone is smooth and shiny. The boundary is very clear.
Wow!
Take another step forward and the scene changes.
The flowers and plants have withered, the stone moss has disappeared, the pavilions and pavilions have been built, and the grand courtyard structure has been built. Only the earthy yellow color of the stone in front of you remains unchanged, unchanged from time immemorial.
"time……"
"What is time?"
Xu Xiaoshou seems to have gained something.
Time is both ups and downs and unchangeable.
He was not intoxicated. He quickly woke up and recovered from the withered grass and river stones.
Looking up, he felt that he had returned to the outer courtyard of Tiansang Linggong without knowing when, and saw the courtyard that he spent a lot of money to buy before going into seclusion.
"This is him..."
"It's me too..."
He saw the immature "himself", taking care of the flowers and plants in the courtyard alone, saying goodbye to every living thing that seriously gave a name to the dead things, and finally nodded with satisfaction, resolutely opened the guard array, and opened the door to the room.
Anti-lock.
If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!
Xu Xiaoshou knew the result.
I also know that at this time, mosquitoes should also be trapped in the room.
He deliberately passed through the body of his past "self" who was sitting cross-legged and enlightened, like a ghost.
Once this "connection" was established, it was severed. It was not until a long time later that the room became dark, and the Tao on the bed was not realized.
He let it go, stepped forward, and wanted to leave again.
Suddenly feeling something, he turned around again and saw "himself" waking up leisurely.
"I was born..."
Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and Xu Xiaoshou was stunned by himself.
The reborn version of himself on the bed was very thin, not as tall as he is now, and had freckles on his face that he thought were pretty at the time.
He opened his eyes and frowned slightly. He didn't feel any pain at all. He just cursed "Damn" in a low voice, then raised his head and looked at the dim environment around him.
This is an environment that Xu Xiaoshou is familiar with now, but it was something that made him frightened when he felt it was unfamiliar at the time.
He stopped his progress, became slightly interested, and followed "himself" to look around this new place again.
As far as the eye can see, there are cobwebs hanging from the ceiling, small wooden tables stained with dust, burnt candle ends, and spiritual black swords...
"嘤~"
The creature beside the bed started to stir and chirp, as if it was saying hello to itself and welcoming her back.
Xu Xiaoshou smiled and walked over to grasp the hidden suffering. He could not hold on to the illusory hidden suffering, but the scene around him changed.
…
Boom!
With the old blacksmith's last hammer blow, the black sword on the forging platform emitted a melodious sword cry.
But soon, the aura disappeared, and the sword body also dimmed.
The old blacksmith, who had a strong upper body and an even thicker right arm, unsatisfiedly picked up the black sword that had been quenched and completed the first step in life - "birth". He frowned and muttered to himself:
"The ninth-grade spiritual sword has many flaws, but it can be sold for a good price. I just don't know which unlucky guy I will accompany, and which trial place I will fall into. Tsk."
Crunch——
The wooden door was pushed open and the old blacksmith turned his head.
Then I saw a young boy, carrying a big package on his back, rushing in and shouting: "Old Litou, come and get the tenth-grade spiritual sword. I have saved enough spiritual crystals."
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
When he heard his name here, Xu Xiaoshou was slightly touched and couldn't help but smile.
Is this a painful past?
The passage of time was really interesting, so he continued to read.
"The Battle for Hegemony is about to begin. All the good tenth-grade spiritual swords have been robbed. The remaining ones are old and refurbished. They are basically third- and fourth-hand goods. The blades are slightly curled, but they can still be used. Do you want them?"
"Master, I want brand new ones, not second-hand ones. I have spiritual crystals!"
"Then look at this, the newly released ninth-grade spiritual sword?"
"Old Li Tou, please kill me. I can't afford the ninth grade, so don't make trouble!"
"Tsk." The old blacksmith looked at the young man up and down. He quickly thought of something and the topic changed, "Three years?"
The young man's face darkened: "Old Li Tou, what do you mean!"
"Gah ah ah, kid, if you are at the bottom of this year's Wind and Cloud Contest, you will be kicked out of the Spiritual Palace, right? Why didn't you think of going out early, working as a butler, and living out the rest of your life in peace?"
"Old Li Tou, I think you are insulting my way!"
road……
Xu Xiaoshou touched his chin.
What young and frivolous people say and mention are all words worth lamenting after returning from half a lifetime.
The old blacksmith could tell a story just by looking at it. Hearing the sound, his face sneered, but a hint of sadness flashed through his eyes.
He was silent for a long time and then took the initiative to speak: "It's all up to you. I'll sell you another five hundred spiritual crystals for two thousand five hundred."
"Kill me, it's so expensive and there is no spiritual crystal!" The young man waved his hand.
"Just add five hundred! For the money of the tenth-grade spiritual sword, you can buy the ninth-grade spiritual sword, which is still the best quality just out of the oven. What I'm selling is the friendship we have built over the past three years!"
"Huh? Three years, five hundred spirit crystals?" The young man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Our friendship is not very valuable, and these three years are not very valuable either!"
time……
What is time?
Seeing this, Xu Xiaoshou gained something again.
For the general public in this world, time is money and spiritual crystal.
Time can be measured by price.
Time is full of the smell of copper, but it is not derogatory because of it. It is endowed with actual "value".
Time can be exchanged for the fragrance of rice and the smoke of fireworks, but in the world of spiritual refining, it is also the upward growth of new life, and it is also the beginning of the Taoist struggle.
Pat click…
The young man was very impatient and opened the package. Inside were money bags. He poured them all on the table, and the table was suddenly filled with spiritual crystals:
"The total is two thousand and one, all of them are spiritual crystals, and there are also tickets. Please click on them."
"This extra spiritual crystal is our three-year friendship. It's all mine. I can't sell it if I like it!"
Old Li was so angry that he didn't even count the money. He picked up a spiritual crystal on the table and opened his mouth wide enough to put an egg in it:
"At any rate, friendship in my eyes is worth five hundred spiritual crystals, and yours is worth just this one?" He slammed the spiritual crystal on the table, his face full of anger, as if he was humiliated.
To put it bluntly, the young man also spent three years in the outer courtyard and became the senior brother of the outer courtyard. He was not afraid of the stage. He pointed at the spirit crystal and said:
"Is this a 'piece of spiritual crystal'?"
He clenched his fists and shouted: "In my case, this is called 'all', this is called 'giving it all', and this is called 'all in one'!"
A desperate move... The old blacksmith crossed his arms and tilted his head, as if he had heard something. He squinted at the young man and remained silent for a long time.
"Sell it or not?" The young man slapped the table with both hands and leaned forward.
"I'm selling it. You said it, and you still 'give it all'~" The old blacksmith said in a strange tone, "Tsk! Can I not sell it?"
The young man didn't care about the tone, he smiled and reached out, patted the old blacksmith on the shoulder to show his gratitude, and immediately took the black sword.
"What's it called?"
"It's just been baked, and it doesn't have a name yet. You are the new owner, so give him a name."
"The black one, how about calling it 'black dog'?"
"Xu! Xiao! Accept!" the old blacksmith said in one click, "Put down the sword for me!"
"Hey, don't, it's just a joke, uncle..."
The young man held the precious black sword in his arms and retreated to the door.
His smile finally dimmed, the corners of his lips twitched a few times, and his face became a little bitter. He looked down at the black sword in his hand, which was as spiritually sluggish as his own, and murmured:
"Let's just call you 'hide suffering'..."
"Tis bitter?" The old blacksmith had his pants legs rolled up. Hearing such an artistic name, he felt satisfied and put down his iron boots, "What do you mean?"
"Hide away all the suffering and the sun will rise in the end..."
"Hey, cultural people!"
The young man said goodbye and waved goodbye.
He came in a hurry, and left with his feet greased, slipping away very fast, as if he was afraid that Lao Li would regret it.
The blacksmith shop became quiet again.
The old blacksmith did not continue to forge. He bent down and put on his iron boots again, and stumbled to the door on his prosthetic leg.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the youth running in the distance.
He knows that youth will eventually pass away, just like after the sun sets, the sun may rise again tomorrow, but how to get through the long night?
Lao Li Tou took out the big cigarette stick at his waist, stamped his left leg, suppressed the numbness and phantom pain, lit the cigarette stick, and took a deep breath.
He blew out the smoke ring and let the night wind wrinkle it. In a trance, he seemed to see the young man attaining enlightenment, wearing bright clothes and an angry horse coming back to tell him the good news.
"Good luck."
After Old Li Tou finished talking to himself, he laughed, put away his sentimental self, turned back to the shop, and was about to close the door.
Da da da…
The sound of rapid footsteps came from the distance.
"Thank you for your good words!"
——It turns out it’s not Vision. This guy is back again. What does he want to do?
Old Li panicked and had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, so he locked the door. Unexpectedly, his youthful pace was so fast that he jammed the door and poked a laughing face in.
"Uncle Li, you just said that Zangku was released not long ago?"
"Don't call me Uncle Li, I'm sorry...Xu Xiaoshou, what do you want to do? Just fart!"
"Such a birthright, Old Li Tou. I have heard that there is a knowledge in blacksmithing called 'blood refining'. You can melt my blood into Zangku and then temper it with fire. His current spirituality is not enough, but what if
After the blood refining is completed, the sword spirit will be born directly?"
"Sword Spirit?!" the old blacksmith screamed strangely, "Xu Xiaoshou, are you thinking about giving birth to a sword spirit with a ninth-grade spiritual sword?"
"just in case!"
"What if this guy's surname is Li? If he doesn't believe in Cao, do you think I, Old Li, am a god in the sky?"
"Uncle Li~~~"
"Don't call me Uncle Li!"
"Hmm~~Uncle Li~~Others don't know, but I don't know you, Uncle Li~~The big shot from the inner courtyard~~Master Uncle Li~~"
"Ugh! I'm going to vomit out my last night's meal! Blood refining takes a lot of energy, and I don't have enough energy to play house with you!"
"Uncle Li, do the blood refining once, just once~"
"Don't pick off my legs! Don't pick off my pants...what are you doing!" Lao Litou suddenly looked horrified.
"Eh? Uncle Li, why are you wearing pink underwear? There are cute little lambs~"
"Xu! Xiao! Accept!"
"Hey, if you don't refining with blood, you won't be refining with blood. I'm going to find Elder Qiao now. Hey, little sheep~"
"Xu! Xiao! Shou! Come back to me!"
"oh."
The young man stood at attention and respectfully handed over the Black Sword Zangku, with a very grateful look on his face. "Uncle Li asked me to come back for some serious business."
The old blacksmith grabbed the black sword and struck the young man's forehead with his fingers until his forehead was swollen. He knocked him to the ground and said angrily:
"With your despicable behavior and your arrogant arrogance, after refining it with your bitter blood, you don't even need to give birth to a sword spirit. As long as you have more spirituality, the sword will be useless."
The young man stood up with a smile, dusted his butt, and followed him into the shop:
"Thank you Uncle Li! Thank you Uncle Li!"
"Thank you Uncle Li for hiding the bitter blood for my family to refine for free!"
"Oh, I said the wrong thing, it was 'our family', this is our common treasure, hehe..."