Chapter three hundred and forty-one: gift stone knife
In the cave, Qi Dangdao sat cross-legged like a rock.
Luck meditation.
Qi Dangdao did these two things for ten years, day after day, without interruption.
I don't know how much time passed, but Qi Dangdao finally opened his eyes and saw a yellow dragon sword hanging beside him.
Qi Dangdao reached out and held the Huanglong Sword.
"Buzz."
The Huanglong Sword now resonated with its owner, and it trembled slightly. After a moment, the Huanglong Sword emitted bursts of light, illuminating the originally dark cave in an instant.
Qi Dangdao released all his strength, brandished the Huanglong Sword in his hand, and struck hard at the stone wall in the cave with one sword after another. The stone wall collided with the blade of the Huanglong Sword, emitting bursts of fire.
In fact, this is not a cave at all.
It was a cave that Qidang Dao had cut out day and night.
It would not be difficult for a Xuantian Realm master to dig out a cave with his own inner strength, but what about an ordinary person?
At this time, Qi Dangdao had lost all his internal strength. Except that his body was a bit stronger than an ordinary person's, and the Huanglong Sword in his hand was a bit sharper than other swords, what other differences were there?
I don’t know how long it took to chop, Qi Dangdao’s tiger’s mouth was shattered by the Huanglong Sword, and blood slowly flowed out from the wound, but Qi Dangdao had no intention of stopping. He spent every lonely night like this, usually
I still have Dangdang by my side, but Dangdang is no longer here today.
No one knows why Qi Dangdao cuts down the mountains every day, but he only knows that the day the mountains open up is when he reaches the third level of Xuantian.
Xuantian third grade.
Maybe he has the strength to fight Xuan Zheng.
…
I don't know how much time passed, but Qi Dangdao finally put down the sword in his hand. His hands were covered with blood and he laughed. After a while, the wounds on his hands slowly healed.
Moreover, the ground in Qi Dangdao's hand was no longer a yellow dragon sword, but a large knife made of stone.
This broadsword should have been carved by Qi Dangdao from the stone wall of the cave. Although it looks simple, there are a few people in the world who can carve out a sword from this extremely hard stone wall without using any internal force.
Knife coming?
Qi Dangdao picked up the stone knife on the ground, grinned, and seemed very satisfied.
"That child is Sun Xiaoran's grandson. He will definitely use a knife in the future. After teasing him earlier, this knife can be regarded as an apology." Qi Dangdao muttered to himself, picked up the stone knife and put it on his shoulder.
A yellow dragon on the left hand and a stone knife on the right shoulder.
There seems to be something poetic and picturesque in this silent valley.
Qi Dangdao's pace was neither fast nor slow. When he arrived at the thatched hut, the sky was bright and the young man and Stargazer were not awake, but it should be soon. He knew that Stargazer always got up very early.
Qi Dangdao carried the stone knife and walked to the cowshed. After seeing the young man sleeping with Dangdang in his arms, he smiled helplessly. His stargazer seemed to have a domineering temper and even sent the young owner of Wushuang Valley to sleep in the cowshed.
, if Sun Xiaoran knew this, wouldn't he be mad?
Although Qi Dangdao looks young, he is similar in age to Sun Xiaoran and Qi at the time, so they are of the same generation, so it is natural for them to know each other.
The young man's body curled up on Dangdang's belly, probably because the back of carrying the luggage up the mountain was already overwhelmed. Dangdang's belly could be a little softer. Qi Dangdao looked at the young man and smiled, gently put down the stone knife in his hand, then turned and walked in
Thatched hut.
At this time, Guanxing was still sleeping soundly. It was estimated that it was not time to get up yet. Qi Dangdao walked to Guanxing's side and squinted at Qi Qingguan's biggest treasure. Maybe it was because of the time spent yesterday.
It took a while, so I didn't feel that anyone had arrived while I was watching the stars. I murmured a few words in my sleep, probably cursing my grandson.
Qi Dangdao shook his head and smiled. He really didn't know how lucky he was to give birth to such a granddaughter. She had a photographic memory and was extremely intelligent. Even when she was a child, her thoughts were already a bit more delicate than those of a normal adult. If this happens any longer,
In a few years, who in the world can compete with her? Moreover, she is a standard beauty. When she grows up, she will probably be a woman who brings disaster to the country and the people. It is a pity that she will take advantage of that silly boy outside.
Guan Xing seemed to be a little excited by the curse. He tilted his body in his sleep and almost fell. The Huanglong Sword in Qi Dangdao's hand gently supported Guan Xing's body and slowly straightened it. After confirming that Guan Xing was fine, Qi Dangdao
Then he slowly exited the door and disappeared into the night sky.
In the early morning, Stargazing has developed the habit of getting up early with Qi since he was a child. Even though he went to bed very late yesterday, he still got up early today.
The little girl arranged her hair carefully and yawned as she went out. She wanted to go to the stream to fetch water and wash herself, but when she turned around, she found that the boy was holding Dangdang in his arms. No, maybe
Dangdang is not a cow, God knows what it is. Anyway, when two things sleep, one is devoted and the other is content.
"Huh, you're still sleeping." Guanxing touched his silver teeth and cursed, walked to the boy's side, and kicked the boy lightly with his foot. Maybe it was because he was too tired, but the boy didn't react at all.
.
"stand up."
Guanxing pinched his waist and shouted.
After hearing this roar, the young man and Dangdang stood up quickly, each with a confused look on his face.
"What's wrong with Stargazing?" The boy rubbed his eyes and asked Stargazing.
"What time is it? I'm still sleeping, and the sun is almost shining on my butt."
When the young man and Dangdang heard this, they looked up at the sun that seemed to have just risen, with helpless expressions on their faces.
"What are you looking at? You go and cook, and you go and take me to the stream to wash up."
"oh."
"Moo."
The young man agreed with Dangdang, and Guanxing grabbed Dangdang's ears three times and ran up to the back. For no reason, Guanxing always climbed up by his ears. This habit can be regarded as tormenting Dangdang.
for a while.
"Grandson, you are not allowed to be lazy, do you hear me?" Guanxing did not forget to tell his grandson before leaving.
"knew."
The grandson reluctantly nodded in agreement, turned around and looked back, and found that there was a stone knife on the ground.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to ask, he found that the stargazer had gone far away. The young man had no choice but to carry the stone knife into the house, and then found some pots, pans, utensils, and some rice and some pickled food from the house.
How long are the side dishes? These should be left by Qi Dangdao, so the young man is naturally not polite to use them.
Because he lived with his grandfather for a long time, he was very good at making some simple vegetables and rice. However, the materials were limited, so porridge and pickles should also be good.
While the boy was cooking porridge and watching the heat, he was flipping through a book called "The Great Fist".
The young man remembered everything Stargazing told him one by one.