Chapter 228 The golden elixir transforms into a mortal
Ouyang Rong frowned.
He glanced at the skirt knife held between him and Xie Lingjiang.
Still not picked up.
Ouyang Rong's expression calmed down and he said to Xie Lingjiang who looked serious:
"First... the worse news."
Xie Ling Jiang Ningmei:
"Elder brother, we were all deceived by Liu Ziwen and the Liu family!"
"The Guyue Sword Shop is just a cover. The Liuzi family found an old swordsmith with a craftsmanship from nowhere, and secretly cooperated with the Wei family of the current dynasty to forge tripod swords together for many years!
"Over the years, the unusual floods that have occurred in the lower reaches of Butterfly Creek are mostly related to the tripod sword in the furnace of Guyue Jianpu, which absorbed water vapor and disturbed the water veins."
Xie Lingjiang said with an indignant look:
"The Jade Lady Fairy also revealed that the Liu family used the first-hand information about the influence of the tripod sword on the water veins obtained from the old swordsmith to wait for the flood to pass and make a fortune in the disaster year.
"The reason why Di Gong Gate collapses every four years with strange regularity is caused by Liu Ziwen and the Liu family, and the Burning Sky Shark Oil was also arranged by the Liu family under the command of the Jade Lady Fairy.
"Senior Brother, this is what happened when the flood gate collapsed in April when you were in bed at Donglin Temple to recuperate."
She looked anxious and spoke faster and faster, shaking out the secrets of the Liu family that she had learned from the Jade Lady Fairy like beans.
Ouyang Rong's face gradually became solemn and he suddenly asked:
"The Jade Fairy has been comatose for so long, and Liu Ziwen is already dead. Could it be that the tripod sword has been stopped..."
Ouyang Rong suddenly stopped talking.
Seeing this, Xie Lingjiang pursed his lower lip and tacitly said for him: "Yes, it is very likely that Liu Zian is still secretly forging swords."
She turned her head and saw her elder brother frowning. He was pacing in circles, seeming to be talking to himself, and a murmur came:
"Over the years, the Liu family has been secretly forging tripod swords? Is it with the Wei family? Is it supported by the forces in Luoyang? Then... it makes sense, Liu Ziwen, Liu Ziwen, no wonder you are so bold.
"For the sake of the Liu family, you are really willing to do anything, and you can tolerate anything, even if you are suspected of being wrongly killed by your own brother, you will not reveal anything...
"So, now Liu Zian is taking over the sword making. Yes, that should be the case. Liu Zian is the current head of the family. I teamed up with everyone to dismember the Liu family. No wonder he is willing to sacrifice most of the important family property and lose face to keep the Guyue Sword.
Shop, and later on, he was so courteous to me and the county government.
"Liu Zian, Liu Zian, you are so patient and pretend to be humble. You are different from the wolf-like Liu Ziwen. You are more like a poisonous snake, trying to bite people...
"Then who is the person you want to bite now? Well, it should be me. You and the Liu family have been waiting for the Dingjian to be born?"
Xie Lingjiang saw the complex expression on his senior brother's eyebrows, which was furrowed and suddenly enlightened.
She lowered her head slightly, looking ashamed:
"Senior brother, the guess you told me a long time ago is right. It's all because of junior sister's stupidity and slowness. You don't know how to practice qi, so you can only let me advise you.
"But I firmly denied it at the time. I felt that the Cauldron Sword was too far away and absurd. How could the Liu family of Dragon City possibly swallow an elephant... As a result, I misled you, senior brother, and missed the truth."
Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"It's not entirely your fault. If it weren't for the people involved in the Liu family, no one would have thought that the Liu family could forge the legendary tripod sword.
"And last time, I was worried and still went to search the sword shop, but didn't I still come back empty-handed? Liu Ziwen, Liu Zian hid this Xinding sword too deeply."
He lowered his head and pondered for a moment. After realizing something, he turned around and asked:
"The strange heavy rains at the end of the Meiyu season and the rising water upstream some time ago were also caused by this unformed tripod sword?"
Xie Lingjiang nodded directly without much hesitation:
"It's very possible! The time when the last flood in Yunmeng occurred was too close to now.
"Senior Brother, after the Jade Fairy regained consciousness, she revealed a very important piece of news.
"After she woke up, she asked me about the date and revealed that Liu Jiayu and Wei had agreed to pick up the sword on the fifteenth day of this month.
"The Jade Fairy also analyzed that the tripod sword will be released tomorrow, no later than twelve o'clock..."
Ouyang Rong wandered around twice, turned around and interrupted Xie Lingjiang's words:
"I said the rising water is moody... Then what are you waiting for? Let's go down the mountain quickly, don't wait any longer!" He frowned: "The sword is not yet completed, but it is like this, and the sword is completed, what else can it do? Isn't the water flooding the golden mountain?
Can Zhiyi Qu stop this mythical power..."
When it came to the flood, he had no hesitation in his mind, grabbed the skirt knife handed by his junior sister with his big hand, and tied it around his waist.
Touching the familiar skirt knife, Ouyang Rong subconsciously touched the jade handle with his palm and took a deep breath on the spot.
For some reason, he reached out again to take over the heavy burden "handled" by his junior sister. He suddenly felt relaxed and energetic.
Just like when I was a student, I was sitting in a drowsy morning reading class. Suddenly, the clear ringing of the bell for the end of get out of class came from outside, and my sleepiness was swept away.
Maybe... he found another reason to stay temporarily for his reluctance?
When Xie Lingjiang saw this, he hesitated to speak: "Elder brother..."
"Why are you still standing there, little junior sister? Let's go and stop the Liu family from forging swords... Oh, that's right."
Ouyang Rong was about to charge with his sword. He took a breath and said with a sudden look on his face:
"You haven't said what the bad news is yet?"
Xie Lingjiang whispered:
"The Jade Fairy I interrogated yesterday has been looking for you for more than ten hours..."
Ouyang Rong:???
At this moment, a gust of morning breeze blew, which highlighted the silence of the atmosphere.
In the Donglin Temple of Dagushan, a hundred miles away from Longcheng County, Ouyang Rong raised his head and glanced at the sky.
Blue sky, white clouds and bright sunshine.
Xie Lingjiang was about to speak, but he suddenly caught something in his peripheral vision, turned his head suddenly, and jumped up to the eaves on the top of the Buddhist hall.
Tapping the cornice with her right toe, she looked far down the mountain at the west bank of Butterfly Creek and at the sky above the small solitary mountain that seemed to have a sword furnace halfway up the mountain.
Confucian readers look up at the Qi.
Xie Lingjiang gradually widened his eyes: "Oh no, this sword energy... Senior brother, we seem to be too late."
"What are you looking at?"
Below, Ouyang Rong tried to jump and looked in the direction of Xie Lingjiang's line of sight.
I saw the sky on the west bank of Butterfly Creek, blue sky and white clouds, ordinary and ordinary.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly lowered his head and said, "Elder brother mentioned before that he was leaking vitality, have you fixed it?"
As she spoke, she silently reached into the folds of her round breasts and took out a simple jade box.
Open silently.
Gently twist the green onion with two fingers.
Ouyang Rong below was speechless when he heard the words, "What time has it been? Junior sister is still joking... Uh-huh!"
A red shadow flashed before his eyes, and Ouyang Rong's words were stagnant, as if his mouth was blocked.
"Hmm..." He bent down, his Adam's apple bulging, he covered his mouth with both hands, and some difficult swallowing sounds came from between his fingers.
Xie Lingjiang handed over the water bag, and Ouyang Rong took it and drank like a life-saving straw. He swallowed a round object in one gulp. He covered his mouth and coughed, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Ahem, cough, cough, you...you put something in my mouth, what kind of weird smell, bah, bah, bah."
Ouyang Rong stared speechlessly, digging with his fingers and trying to vomit.
But the pill has entered the stomach.
He slowly paused in his words and looked down at himself.
Do not know why.
It seems like something has changed.
But Ouyang Rong didn't know what it was.
His face gradually turned red, and he couldn't help but reach out and pull open his tight collar to let some air in.
"Why does it feel like it's getting hotter and hotter?"
Ouyang Rong found that his whole body was warm.
This is not a physical warmth, but a trembling warmth that goes deep into the bone marrow and even the soul.
His body was like a room with open doors and windows. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. Now there was a "ding" sound and the doors and windows were closed tightly.
The space is closed and the temperature gradually rises.
Xie Lingjiang took out the lavender handkerchief and silently wiped the mouth of the senior brother who no longer "leaked vitality".
Ouyang Rong frowned and lowered his head, but did not react for a moment as his junior sister's fragrant handkerchief wiped his mouth.
There was even a smell of pickled radish in his mouth that had been wiped with the lavender perfume handkerchief, and he temporarily ignored the source.
It wasn't until Xie Lingjiang put away his handkerchief and grabbed Ouyang Rong's big hand with his bare hands that he turned his head and frowned.
"Elder brother comes to visit himself."
Xie Lingjiang interrupted Ouyang Rong who was hesitating to speak, grabbed his palm, and all jumped up to the eaves, looking into the distance together.
The junior sister's palms were slightly cold and wet.
It was cold, maybe because the temperature in Ouyang Rong's palms was too high at the moment, so he felt that her hands were cold.
As for the water stains on their palms, it doesn't seem to be his...
Why do you sweat so much? Do you have a body that is prone to water loss?
Just as Ouyang Rong's thoughts were running wild, he suddenly felt a warm current coming from his little junior sister's hand.
The warm current flows from the Shaoyang meridian of the hand into Ouyang Rong's body.
It travels all the way up, bit by bit, and finally gathers at the temporal part of the ear, that is, near the temple.
Ouyang Rong only felt that the temples on both sides of his head were bulging, like drums being beaten on a battlefield.
"This is……"
"Senior brother, stop talking, concentrate, and look far away..."
Xie Lingjiang's pretty face tightened and she said seriously, as if this serious look meant that ordinary things like nervous and sweaty palms had nothing to do with her.
Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked over the small lonely mountain on the west bank of Butterfly Creek, a hundred miles away.
His face was stunned.
He saw a brand new world.
In other words, it is the essence of this world, which was blinded by gauze before.
Ouyang Rong suddenly understood that there was something extra about him.
"Is this Wang Qi... But what the hell is the Liu family doing? Is this a vision? The Ding Sword is about to be born?"
…
The old swordsmith surprisingly didn't stay up late last night.
Go to bed early.
Although I lay down early last night, I was only half asleep and did not sleep soundly.
But old people always feel shallow, but it doesn't hinder their energy the next day.
No matter what, after staying up all night for half my life, I finally had a normal routine on the last day.
The old swordsmith nodded and rewarded himself with an extra jar of wine.
At dawn in the morning, the old swordsmith opened his eyes and walked down the mountain still dressed in sackcloth. He walked to the familiar breakfast shop and sat down in the corner to wait for breakfast.
In addition to waking up early, the old swordsmith also talked a bit more today.
Really rare.
"After you helped me deliver the things, did the little girl never come to the sword shop again?"
The old swordsmith asked calmly to Sister Cheng who was bringing the noodle soup.
Sister Cheng, who was about to turn around and leave, turned her head curiously, looked at the strange old man who took the initiative to speak, and wiped her hands on her apron:
"I haven't come back. Miss Ah Qing seems to be living in a noble family on Luming Street now. The high walls of the courtyard there are old-fashioned. I think she doesn't need to work here anymore. Her brother has the ability."
You can support your family."
After a pause, Sister Cheng moved a new wine jar and placed it on the old swordsmith's table. Before turning back to the kitchen, she recalled:
"Ah Qing also asked me to send a message, saying that I would take good care of the things you sent back after receiving them. In addition, he also asked the old gentleman to pay attention to safety. He said that there may be bad people here. If there is danger, you can come to her. She
Go and ask for help from someone noble."
The old swordsmith nodded and sat behind the table, drinking rice wine alone.
Sister Cheng returned to the kitchen to work.
The sun is shining brightly above the head, and the weather is good, but for some reason today, the steward of the sword shop informed the swordsmiths that they are on vacation today and do not need to work, but they have to go to their respective sword furnace rooms to wait during the day.
Therefore, there were not many people who came early in the morning, and the breakfast shop had very few people. Sister Cheng finished her work and came out quickly.
At the open-air stall, most of the guests had left, including the eccentric old man in sackcloth, who also left with today's new wine jar.
Sister Cheng quickly cleared away the tableware and chopsticks, and waited until she reached the table in the corner where old man Mai was eating.
He said softly "Eh".
The woman looked around and saw that the table was empty.
The bad-tempered old man didn't leave an empty wine jar and the new money for tomorrow's rice wine.
Don’t you have to give him a drink tomorrow?
…
The old swordsmith slowly walked into the room.
He carried the wine jar with one hand and dragged a small wooden stool with the other.
He sat down in front of a sword-making furnace that had been out of service for many years.
He put his hands on his knees, took a sip of wine, murmured a few words, and turned his head to look silently at the sword-making furnace in front of him:
"Junior brother, junior brother, I'm asking you for your head and sword, so you cut off your own head without saying a word and hand-deliver it to me along with the embryo of the sword.
"I have often dreamed about this scene over the years... Do you trust me so much?
"Actually, I just want to simply forge a tripod sword. I have been thinking about it since I was young when I first forged iron. Unfortunately, I seem to have been born in the wrong dynasty.
"But now it seems that the Zhou Dynasty is not bad. It has peace and prosperity, and there is no shortage of ambitious people. Isn't the Ding Sword about to be released?
"Master and junior brother, you don't want to make swords for careerists, but you have forgotten one thing. Isn't the swordsmith a careerist?
"If you don't have ambition, then what's the point of forging a sword? Isn't it the greatest ambition to allow myths to be born from the mortal world?
"What a butterfly stream, what a group of Wuyue men, who lost countless good heads in order to forge a sword."
He lowered his head and looked at the turbid water sloshing in the wine jar:
"Oh, you ask me what I like to watch? After my junior brother gave me his head, I did have a drama that I will never get tired of...
"That little girl with the tattoo, I am destined to be you, so what if I give you a future?
"No one would have thought that a great master swordsmith would be inspired by an ordinary female embroiderer to forge swords.
"However, it may be because of this that you, a little girl, accidentally became such an arrogant person.
"Because of daily contact, I was affected by her Qi, and it was also subtly affected when I forged the sword. In some way, the person and the sword grew symbiotically, so he was naturally a person with strong Qi? It's so mysterious.
"However, the new county magistrate is a bit strange. It's obviously not the case, but why is Dingjian greedy for his energy? Is it someone with strong energy from other Dingjian? It doesn't look like..."
The old swordsmith shook his head and smacked his lips:
"It's a pity that it is a body with leakage of Qi. It is full of Qi but leaks. This does not naturally attract Qi practitioners to 'watch', and it is difficult to retain the opportunity to make wedding clothes for others..."
He took out a metal cube wrapped in gray cloth from his arms, threw it on the table, and sighed:
"Back then, at the Lotus Pagoda of Donglin Temple, three families made an oath on the cauldron... A promise made by the cauldron will never break the promise... This blood oath is truly efficacious.
"Those Lian Sect practitioners at Donglin Temple have tried their best, but in the end, they failed to reach the Lotus Pagoda Alliance and still received the curse of breach of contract and their Taoist lineage was severed.
"My disciples are about to die, the Mei family has been wiped out long ago, and I am the last one left.
"It's just a pity that this Lulu sword-making skill has made almost half of the second tripod sword since it was first made...
"However, there is one more skill. In the Qin Dynasty, he created the first tripod sword for the virgins of Yue and the assassins of the Six Kingdoms. I wonder if it is left behind?"
After muttering for a moment, the unknown old swordsmith looked south at Yunmengze upstream and nodded in the distance:
"In the Palace of the Female Sovereign, I made the sect's covenant back then. Just like the bald donkeys of Donglin Temple, I have tried my best to return the tripod sword. If you destroy your veins, just destroy your veins. You will have a clear conscience."
In front of the sword-making furnace, the old man turned around and said:
"This sword has been delayed for too long, I, my master, my master's master, three whole generations.
"It doesn't matter, I know you're tired of hearing it in the furnace, so I won't nag you anymore.
"Last night I turned over the almanac and said it was a good day."
After saying that, in the empty room, the old swordsmith smiled, took a sip of wine, and suddenly reached out his hand.
"Go out and let the Qigong practitioners in the world take a look at you."
There was a "shaking" sound.
The sword-making furnace is open.
Empty.
The door opened automatically without any wind.
outside the door.
A hundred miles in radius, the sun shines brightly.
But in the eyes of certain people...
There is a blue sword energy, and the anger is like Beidou!