When Huo Yazi heard that Qiu Luo asked, he was immediately angry.
What kind of treasure is this?
Dead people one after another.
"Humph!"
He snorted softly, and Qiu Luo trembled and said hurriedly:
"Disciple is reckless."
"I'm here, and it's not something juniors like you should know. Since you bumped into this place by mistake, you were injured..."
Huo Yazi pondered for a moment, seemed to have made up his mind, and continued:
"I have a magic pill here. Take it and it will ensure your quick recovery.
When you return to the mountain one day, you must not tell anyone about my whereabouts, otherwise..."
"Disciple knows that, please rest assured, Master Master. I have never seen Master Master today."
"Well..."
Huo Yazi turned his back, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, carefully poured out a white pill the size of a soybean, and asked Qiu Luo to open his mouth.
"Hmm!"
The old man put the pill into Qiu Luo's mouth. The force was too strong and he swallowed it directly.
The more Feiyan looked at him, the more something was wrong. Could it be that this Qiu Luo was really not hired this time?
How many secrets does the master who he has followed for seven or eight years still hide...
Seeing that Qiu Luo's face turned from pale to rosy, and his eyes were shining brightly, he jumped off the kang with a slight jump, and knelt in front of Huo Yazi again.
"I would like to express my gratitude to my great uncle for his great kindness, which I will never forget."
Huo Yazi gave a faint hum, shook his head slightly and said:
"It's just a pity that your passing water, who gave you the name of the sword? Do you know that you have violated a taboo? Passing water, passing water, your sword is a water flying sword.
But it’s just a good idea to get rid of it, so as not to ruin your life later and end up having another baby.”
Hearing this, Qiu Luo suddenly looked a little proud and said:
"I would like to inform my uncle, before I came down from the mountain, I had already conceived a sword fetus. It was about to take shape and leave my body. I originally planned to fly both swords together... I just received the favor from my uncle and took the spiritual elixir. This sword fetus has already matured. I don't know, disciple."
Can you ask the sword to come out of your body and say hello to my great uncle?"
"Oh? Come out and let me take a look."
Qiu Luo was overjoyed and immediately opened the door and walked out.
The farmers, Feiyan, and Xianglian all stood outside the house, forming a semicircle from a distance, quietly looking at Qiu Luo in the center of the field.
I saw him standing in the snowy courtyard, holding his breath and staring for a while. After a cup of tea, he raised his hands to perform a sword gesture, then stepped down and shouted:
"Sword please!"
"Buzz!"
An invisible shock wave swept away the snow in the courtyard, and even the hair of the bankers in the field was blown into chaos.
Everyone hurriedly raised their hands to cover it. When they recovered, a black three-foot long sword was floating in the air.
"Zheng!"
After the long sword spun three times in the air, it floated quietly in front of Qiu Luo.
Qiu Luo was overjoyed. He invited the dead water twice that year, and it was news that spread all over the mountain.
This time, the sword came out of the body in one go. In addition to my genius, the elixir that my uncle just gave was really... a elixir.
Hehe.
"The sword has been released from the body, and I dare to ask my great uncle to give me the name of the sword!"
Huo Yazi, who was in the room after struggling for so long, felt a little sleepy and was yawning in the room.
When I heard the shouting outside, I yawned halfway and suppressed the other half, which made me feel a little unhappy.
He thought about it a little impatiently and said lazily:
"The former sword passes through the water. The word "passing" is taboo, so this sword is called... sleepiness... water addiction, addiction is the addiction to desire, water is still the same water."
After saying this, Fang silently finished the half yawn he had suppressed.
"Thank you, my uncle, for giving me the name."
How can Qiu Luo care about this name? His great uncle personally gave it to him, which is enough for him to return to the mountain and live in peace for decades.
The water-hungry sword first took shape. Following Qiu Luo's thoughts, the two ancient characters "water-hungry" appeared on the sword grid.
Qiu Luode's master-uncle not only gave him medicine, but also gave him a name. Such a fate was so overwhelming that even people and swords almost floated with excitement.
Qiu Luo immediately let go of his consciousness and made Xianshui Sahuan fly in the air for a while. He turned around and entered the main room to kowtow to Huo Yazi.
The water-loving sword jumped high into the sky and circled around Qingluo Village.
Cheng Yu and Jia Fei, who were on the roof, looked up and saw a black sword drawing reckless circles in the sky.
"This is the fairy sword..."
Jia Fei raised his head and muttered to himself. He was so focused on dealing with the old lady in white that he didn't bother to take a closer look at the fairy sword.
"It can fly on its own, but you can't see the sword spirit inside..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a "zheng" sound, and the water-loving sword suddenly hovered in the air, and the tip of the sword turned on its own, aiming at the bird and cat below.
Jia Fei was about to pour demonic energy into his eyes to strengthen his blue-light Dharma eyesight, but unexpectedly the fairy sword was suddenly pointed at him, and he hurriedly collected the trace of demonic energy that had just escaped into his body.
It's a pity that the fairy sword is too sensitive. It locates its position instantly and swoops down with a "whoosh!"
Qiu Luo, who was kowtowing to Huo Yazi in the house, suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, raised his head and looked outside the house in shock.
Only a loud "boom" was heard, and a dazzling white light lit up outside the house.
Qiu Luo's heart sank, this voice sounded so familiar.
He didn't care to salute Huo Yazi, and ducked into the outdoor courtyard. He hurriedly thought about controlling the water addiction, but suddenly he felt a tightness in his chest, a sweet taste in his mouth, and a darkening of the spiritual platform.
"Poof!"
Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, making the courtyard bright red.
"Broken again..."
"Plop"
"The Immortal! The Immortal!"
……
Just now, Cheng Yu saw the fairy sword in the air swooping towards him and Jia Fei. He suddenly remembered that Jia Fei had just said that the golden blade in the treasure bag had collided with the previous fairy sword, and the sword body was broken.
There was a big gap, but the golden blade was unscathed.
It seems that this golden light blade is probably a metal magic weapon, which should be able to restrain this newly born fairy sword.
Seeing that Jia Fei was holding a flying needle in each hand, Cheng Yu spread his wings and flew up before he could say hello.
Jia Fei stared at the fairy sword falling from the sky, and was about to release flying needles to confront the fairy sword head-on.
Suddenly there was a flower in front of her eyes, a sparrow flew up, flapped its wings at the bottom of the brocade bag on her chest, lifted the brocade bag up, and a small shovel with white light jumped out from the mouth of the bag, along with several others.
Here comes a clay doll.
‘Let’s go!’
Cheng Yu secretly shouted, twisted his body, and flapped his wings on the shovel.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of white light rises up against the immortal sword's aura.
The white light became stronger and stronger, and finally it illuminated even the sparrows and cats unable to open their eyes.
……
The golden blade flew back to Cheng Yu Jiafei, who quickly put the golden blade back into the treasure bag.
"Pa!"
She also picked up several clay dolls with quick eyes and hands and threw them back into the bag.
"It's so dangerous. This fairy sword must be looking for my evil spirit. Let's just go to that mountain col."
The bird and the cat reached a consensus and headed towards Qingluo Mountain.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Jia Fei took the time to take out the golden light blade, which was still glowing white quietly, with no trace of any bumps on his body.
"What a baby."
Jia Fei whispered to himself, and suddenly remembered that this sentence sounded very familiar. The old lady in white once said it.
Cheng Yu summoned You'er's spirit and asked her to take a look at the golden blade and feel if there was any change in the snowflake on her forehead.
The snowflakes on Qi Ling's forehead light up and go out, and You'er shakes his head in the black cyclone.
"Let's go and go there in person."
Cheng Yu recalled You'er into his body and said.
Jia Fei nodded.
……
In the main room of Zhuangtou, Qiu Luo woke up slowly and felt that he had just had a dream.
First he broke the water, but he defeated the evil spirits and saved the entire Zhuangzi.
Then the master's uncle was here for some unknown reason, and gave him a spiritual elixir, which greatly increased his spiritual energy. He also trained a new fairy sword, and was given the name Water Hungry by the master's uncle himself.
It’s been a long time since I came to Qianxia Mountain to have a dream, let alone such a real dream.
He turned his head and saw an old Taoist sitting next to him. He looked carefully, Uncle Master!
His heart sank, and his thoughts quickly traveled throughout his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
