When the time came, Li Pingan came to the blacksmith shop to pick up the knife.
Lao Mo knocked on his pipe and took out the knife wrapped in rags on the counter.
Li Pingan took it and untied the cloth.
Just as he thought, the scabbard turned into the bamboo walking stick.
And the knife is hidden in it.
Li Ping'an took a deep breath, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Press the handle of the knife and slowly pull it out.
A ray of light seemed to appear in Li Ping'an's eyes, and a spiritual aura circulated around the blade.
He stretched out his fingers and flicked the blade slightly.
"bite!!"
A crisp sound sounded, and cold light shone out.
Li Ping'an frowned slightly, thinking that he heard wrongly.
He put his hand on the blade and felt a chill coming over him.
It was as if the blade was covered with a layer of mist and the temperature suddenly dropped.
Li Ping'an was puzzled: "How did the fuso wood turn into... a steel knife?"
It stands to reason that no matter how good Lao Mo's craftsmanship is, he would not directly change the material of hibiscus wood.
Lao Mo didn't even turn around and said, "Fusang is ever-changing and has no permanent shape. It can also be fracked into hundreds of bodies.
What you think of is a knife, and it is a knife."
Li Pingan nodded thoughtfully, feeling magical in his heart.
Lao Mo added: "With it, you can fight against the monks.
Fuso can break all kinds of magic. In layman's terms, it means if you fight against a Qi-training monk.
He breathes fire at you, can you handle it with an ordinary sword?"
Li Pingan shook his head.
Lao Mo continued to explain: "But it's different with the Fuso Sword. The characteristic of the Fuso Sword is that it can neutralize these spells.
Hold it and you can cut through the flames.
In the past, when you met a monk, you were beaten like a grandson, but now you have the strength to fight.
Using the Fuso Knife, you can catch the opponent by surprise and beat him like a grandson."
Li Ping'an pulled out the entire blade and tried swinging it twice.
It's really very handy.
Neither light nor heavy, neither long nor short.
"Thank you, Master Mo."
"You're welcome. It's not like I'm helping you in vain. Gu Xizhou has already paid for you."
Li Ping'an closed the Fuso knife and became an ordinary bamboo stick again.
"Logically speaking, based on my friendship with Gu Xizhou, he asked me to do a favor, so he shouldn't hold him back. It's just cause and effect."
Lao Mo took out the wine gourd on his waist.
"If I give you a sip of wine, my friendship with Gu Xizhou will be in vain."
Li Ping'an wanted to refuse, but was worried about offending the other party's face.
So he pulled the stopper off the gourd and took a sip.
The spicy taste lingers in the mouth for a long time, as if there is a fire burning in the throat.
After one sip of wine, you can feel a burning sensation that goes straight to your Dantian.
Then it followed the meridians all over his body and spread to the whole body, soaking every part of his body.
Li Ping'an's face turned red, and the alcohol lingered around him, making him feel numb all over.
This was a very strange feeling, and he was not used to it at first.
But after getting used to it, he felt that this power seemed to become a part of his body.
"You have no chance to practice cultivation in this life, but the power of Qi and blood around you is more powerful than that of ordinary monks. Your body will not be able to support it.
If I give you a sip of wine, it will be considered an advantage for you.
You still need to digest this power slowly, and there is no need to rush for success. Striving for victory in a stable manner is better than anything else."
Li Ping'an cupped his hands and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior."
"By the way, here are the seeds of the hibiscus tree for you."
Li Ping'an collected the seeds carefully, as he had promised Yan Xun.
I want to help her send the seeds of the hibiscus tree back to the Duke of Nanguo.
...........
The next morning.
After resting for a few days, the team headed south packed everything up and started on the journey again.
Gu Xizhou, who was traveling with him, left, and Jing Yu was leaving too.
Before Jing Yu left, he patted several people on the shoulders in turn.
"I don't blame you for your low expectations. You will know how powerful I am when you get to the academy."
After that, he rode off with his horse and whip.
Several people couldn't help but feel a little sad when they looked at his back, even though Jing Yu was quite annoying.
Wang Yi said: "Actually, I know that he should be quite powerful."
Aria nodded, "Well, I'm just too young."
Fat Jun nodded in agreement.
Zhao Ling'er said, "My father said that people who usually do nothing but do nothing will be very reliable once they get serious."
But not long after, Jing Yu came running back in a hurry
"Oh my god, I left something at the inn, the teacher must scold me to death!"
Several people were silent for a while.
Wang Yi: “I take back what I just said.”
Alia shook her head.
For the first time, Zhao Ling'er felt that not everything her father said was absolute.
Li Ping'an was like a treasure when he got a new weapon. He felt a little uncomfortable no matter how he held it.
Afraid of losing it, afraid of being touched...
Suddenly he laughed at himself, how could he have the mentality of a child?
........
At a ferry pier, the sun was rising high, reflecting the green willows on the shore.
The shore of the lake is covered with reeds as tall as a person. As far as you can see, it is full of green.
The wind blew across the lake with bursts of coolness, causing ripples.
Being among them gives people a feeling of warm spring and blooming flowers.
I don't know whether there are too many people taking the boat or some other reason, but there are no big boats in the ferry.
There are only a few small passenger ships.
The group heading south arrived at the ferry terminal, with Li Ping'an walking at the front.
"Boatman, are you going to Fengshui Mansion?"
On the boat there was an old man who was nearly fifty years old, and two men with bare arms. Judging from their age, they should be the old man's sons.
The old man walked over and looked at the group of people. He saw that the other party was bringing four children, who must have been out for fun.
But he doesn't look like he's dressed, but he looks like he's on his way.
"Let's go. Can we charter a boat?"
“How much does it cost to charter a boat?”
"Going to Fengshui Prefecture at this time of year means sailing against the current. The price of the boat ride will be doubled. Including food and miscellaneous expenses, it will cost about 600 yuan."
Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, but the price of chartering a boat was a bit expensive.
The old man saw Li Ping'an's concerns and said, "If you don't want to charter a boat, you can wait a while to share a boat with someone else."
A few people were sitting next to the ferry, eating dry food while waiting for someone to join the boat.
Wang Yi is diligently practicing pile walking.
He had previously pestered Li Ping'an to learn martial arts, and Li Ping'an taught him how to walk.
In fact, Wang Yi has learned pile walking before, but this thing is really boring.
But now that Mr. Wang has said it, Wang Yi has full motivation.
It's like the richest man pointed out a path for you and said that as long as you keep going, you will be as successful as me.
Li Pingan was sitting on the bow of the boat, chewing dry food.
Lao Niu stared at the dry food in his hand, as if thinking that he had eaten half of it and kept the remaining half for himself.
When we arrived at Fengshui Prefecture, it was close to the capital. It was faster to walk from Guandao, which only took four or five days.
I heard people say that the capital is blooming with flowers, and the streets are full of BMWs and cars.
Li Ping'an smiled, reached out and threw the dry food into the river where the fish gathered.
When Lao Niu saw this, he turned his head away in anger.
I saw how charming the capital was, and I expected the capital to see me this way.