Looking at the two seal characters, feeling the powerful power contained in the divine weapon in his hand and the feeling of intimacy and dependence like flesh and blood, Mo Li couldn't help but feel joy in his heart!
Divine Weapon Shaohua, it has been two years since he came to this world, and he finally has his own magical weapon!
It’s still a magical weapon that has survived nine levels of thunder tribulation and has dual attributes!
A righteous leader like Master Daoxuan, whose cultivation has reached the realm of Taiqing, personally forged it. How many magic weapons in the world have such an honor?
"Thanks to the great power of the Shaohua Sword and such an outstanding sword master, today's catastrophe would have been almost impossible to survive."
Thinking of the scene of overcoming the tribulation just now, Master Tie Long was frightened. If Mo Li had hesitated a little at that time, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up and this divine weapon would be destroyed by the ninth level of thunder tribulation.
Master Daoxuan continued: "Fortunately, it has passed. Although the magic weapon is damaged, it is not serious. If you put it in a place with abundant spiritual energy and warm it for a few months, it will be fully recovered. Master Tielong, congratulations on your refining."
A Nine Heavens Divine Weapon appeared!"
For a master of weapon refining, this is truly something worthy of congratulations.
Master Tielong laughed, his nose twitched, and said: "Right now, I want to taste your treasured bamboo brew!"
"It's such a happy event, you and I shouldn't be drunk together."
Master Daoxuan said: "Junior brother Tian and nephew Mo, it's getting late, so I won't have any guests here. Please go back and have a good rest."
Just now he cut through the thunder calamity with one sword. Although Li Moli was not injured, his spiritual power was still very much depleted. Not to mention that he had just obtained the magic weapon for the first time. He was so happy and excited that he couldn't go back and try the sword in time. How could he have thought about it?
When he drinks, Tian Buyi is probably also concerned about his apprentice's condition.
This is exactly what Master Daoxuan thought of.
The two of them bowed and left, and Master Daoxuan said again: "After all, I have received a great favor from Fenxiang Valley. In a few days, Pindao will write a greeting note, and Junior Nephew Mo will take it with him. When he visits Fenxiang Valley, he will express his gratitude to Yungu.
The second reason for the Lord's help is to let them see what this magic weapon looks like."
This is what it should be. Although the three major righteous leader sects secretly hold back their spirits to compete with each other, compared to the life-and-death struggle of the Demon Cult, they still have a certain bottom line between each other, and they will still try their best to help each other when they can.
Li Qiye responded, and the master and disciple left with their swords.
This time it was Shaohua, and compared to the wooden sword he came with, Mo Li was much faster.
Only a red light was seen, like a rainbow, passing through half of the sky, rushing like lightning and extremely fast.
Tian Buyi didn't notice for a moment and was overtaken by Mo Li in an instant. When he came back to his senses, there was only a red stream of light in front of him. He couldn't help but laughed and cursed: "You brat, where has your usual poise gone?!"
Back on the peak, Suru, Tian Linger and others looked at Mo Li's new magic weapon, and they were happy and congratulated without going into details.
Let's also say that Mo Li carried the magic weapon on his back every day and used his own spiritual power to nourish and restore it. Whether he was going up the mountain to cut bamboo or meditating, he never let it go for a moment.
In just two months, this divine weapon was connected to Mo Li's mind and spirit, as if they were one body, and the origins damaged in the catastrophe were gradually repaired.
Seeing this, he put it on his agenda to go down the mountain to visit Fenxiang Valley.
"Xiaofan, come here."
In Caomiao Village, in the Caomiao Temple at the entrance of the village, Mo Li was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a long sword on his back, with handsome features and an outstanding temperament. Opposite him, there was a baby of about ten years old, with an ordinary appearance, but there was a faint trace between his eyebrows.
How stubborn, who is he if he is not Zhang Xiaofan?
Although Tian Buyi was very fond of Lin Jingyu, Mo Li was quite fond of this boy. In the past year, whenever he practiced sword-wielding, he often came here to see Zhang Xiaofan. As time went by, the two of them became confused.
The pole is ripe and twisted.
"Brother Mo, you have a sword!"
Zhang Xiaofan stared at the long sword behind Mo Li with piercing eyes. He remembered clearly that before, this big brother Mo always carried a wooden sword.
"This is a new magical weapon created for me by the elders in the sect, called Shaohua." Li Li replied with a smile.
Others don't know this Zhang Xiaofan, but he knows very well that he values righteousness and keeps promises, is affectionate and righteous, but it's a pity that his life was too miserable and he never really got what he wanted.
Fortunately, he is here in this life, and it is destined that the little boy in front of him will never make the same mistakes again.
"Shaohua, sounds good, what does it mean?" The young man's eyes were bright, and he was obviously very curious about Mo Li's fairy sword.
Also, at Zhang Xiaofan's age, when he is full of imagination about many things in the world, he is naturally very interested in a flying sword that can carry people through the air. Moreover, the owner of this flying sword is still very familiar with him.
Brother Mo.
"Teacher gave me this name to remind us that time is fleeting and we should work hard to practice without slacking off."
"Then can I touch it?!"
Zhang Xiaofan asked expectantly.
At such a young age, he doesn't know how to cherish time.
"You want to touch?"
Li Li said with a half-smile: "Okay, then you can touch it, but don't regret it."
After saying that, he took off the long sword and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan took the long sword with great excitement. However, his small palm was placed on the hilt of the sword. A biting cold air immediately followed his palm. Visible to the naked eye, a layer of frost condensed on his palm, and it continued to form.
Spread along the arm!
"Mo...Brother Mo!"
Zhang Xiaofan panicked and shouted: "Save me quickly, save me quickly!"
He could feel the coldness spreading so quickly, as if he had taken off his clothes and fallen into an ice cave on a snowy day. The biting coldness would freeze him into a lump of ice in just a few breaths!
Suddenly, there was a hand on his back, and a warmth radiated from it, and all the coldness in his body was immediately driven away.
"ah……"
After regaining his ability to move, Zhang Xiaofan screamed in surprise, but raised his hand and threw the sword in his palm towards the ground.
call out!
The sword was in the air and spontaneously flew behind Mo Li.
"How dare you throw away my sword? I told you not to regret it." Li Li said with a look like "I warned you before."
Zhang Xiaofan still didn't understand that he was being teased by Mo Li, so he angrily retorted: "Brother Mo, you're even teasing me. No wonder I haven't seen a woman fall in love with you for so long!"
I……
Li Qiye was in a good mood and almost lost his breath due to Zhang Xiaofan's words.
"How can a kid worry about grown-up matters?"
Li Qiye said angrily: "If you used the kung fu I taught you just now to resist, why would you need me to save you? It must be because you haven't practiced your kung fu well these days."
As a divine weapon that can survive the ninth heavenly calamity, the Shaohua Sword is naturally extraordinary. His cultivation has never reached the seventh level of Yuqing, so he cannot completely withstand the cold air and exert the power of this sword. This is why Xiao Yicai of the Daoxuan Zhenren Sect
The main reason for considering Mo Li's cultivation.
The greater the power of a magical weapon, the higher the cultivation requirements.
Just like the Tianya Divine Sword on Xiaozhu Peak, it is not at the fifth level of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao. It cannot be touched and is easily injured by the sword energy. Only those who have reached the sixth level of Yuqing can wield this sword;
Another example is the ancient sword Zhu Xian in Huanyue Cave Mansion. This sword has higher requirements for cultivation. Although it can be used by people who are in the realm of supreme purity, only those who have cultivated to the realm of Taiqing can suppress the endless violence contained in the sword.
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"I have practiced hard, Brother Mo, and I have mastered your Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."
As he spoke, the little boy activated his energy, and a red light appeared on his frozen palm, but the ice melted at an extremely slow speed.
"It takes one year to accumulate energy? Not bad."
Li Li nodded slightly and said, "Let me take a look at your bones again."
He raised his hand and touched Zhang Xiaofan's body. After groping for a while, he couldn't help but nod his head repeatedly and said with a smile: "Okay, your I Ching Bone Forging Chapter will be completely completed in another three or two months."
Zhang Xiaofan's qualifications were not very good, so Tian Buyi never accepted him as his disciple.
However, when it comes to cultivating Taoism, how can we rely solely on qualifications?
Luck, opportunity, perseverance and perseverance are much more important than qualifications.
Once the luck comes, the body is born with waste, but it has the power to change the destiny, cut off the hair and cleanse the marrow, and change the muscles and bones!
Coincidentally, Zhang Xiaofan is a person with great luck and perseverance!
Although Mo Li taught him the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes, it was not enough to improve his own qualifications to a level comparable to Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi, but he was definitely considered a talented person.
In addition, there is sufficient spiritual energy in this world, so he first cultivates Pure Yang Infinite Qi to build a foundation. When he enters the mountain gate, relying on this skill to accumulate, he may not be weaker than Lin Jingyu.
Although Zhang Xiaofan achieved great success through his wasted life, how much more suffering did he suffer?
The road that Mo Li paved for him was destined to be much smoother and more dazzling than in his previous life.
Li Qiye has selfish motives.
There are too many disciples in the Dazhu Peak lineage, so when he leaves this world, Tian Buyi will be faced with the situation of having no one to pass on his mantle.
With Zhang Xiaofan here, Dazhu Peak will not have any worries for at least five hundred years. As for five hundred years from now, that is not something that Mo Li can worry about.
"Jingyu can't even beat me now!" Zhang Xiaofan said very proudly.
Although he and Lin Jingyu grew up together, they were two years younger and were not immune to bullying when playing.
However, with the martial arts taught by Mo Li, Lin Jingyu was naturally far from his opponent.
"If he can still beat you, will my hard work over the past year be in vain?"
Mo Li said: "You'd better practice cultivation. I'm going on a long journey for a while. Today I'm here to say goodbye to you. I hope that when I come back, you can practice the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes to a great level. By then, I will
You will ask Master to take you into his sect, so you must not slack off!"
When it came to the last sentence, his tone was clearly a bit serious!
"Yes, I remember, Brother Mo!" Zhang Xiaofan nodded heavily.
"One more thing."
Mo Li took a jade pendant from his arms, handed it to Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Keep it away. Once you find an old monk coming to the village, crush it immediately!"
"Old monk?"
Zhang Xiaofan took the jade pendant with a look of confusion on his face.
Caomiao Village is near Qingyunmen, where Taoism is respected and Buddhist disciples are extremely rare. Zhang Xiaofan has never seen any monks in his life, so he asked this question.
"He is an old man with a bald head. He looks very kind. If you meet an outsider like this, you will definitely crush the jade pendant as soon as possible!" Li Li solemnly warned.
Pu Zhi went up the mountain a year ago but returned without success, and as the one-year period is approaching, Daoxuan Zhenren has already left seclusion. With Pu Zhi's obsession with the mystery of immortality, he will definitely go up the mountain in the near future. By then, I'm afraid,
This is when the plot begins.
However, Master Daoxuan asked him to go to Fenxiang Valley to pay his respects at this time. Although the old monk might not come here to pay homage to the mountain while he was away, but if it were such a coincidence, I am afraid that the disaster of destroying the village would be the same as in the original work.
Now, so Li Qiye took an insurance policy.
Although Fenxiang Valley is far away from the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Wilderness, with the power of Mo Li's newly acquired divine weapon and the full strength of his sword, he will be able to rush back in one day. As long as Zhang Xiaofan crushes it in time, he can protect it.
Saving the lives of all the villagers can also prevent Puzhi from making a big mistake.
"Bald old man, I remember!" Zhang Xiaofan nodded again and put the jade pendant into his arms.
"Everything else is fine. I hope that next time I see you, you can join me in Qingyun Sect."
Li Li touched the young man's forehead and warned again: "These days, you must practice hard and never slack off."
Zhang Xiaofan said nothing, but nodded heavily.
Li Mo Li patted him on the shoulder, said nothing more, and walked towards the outside. When he reached the entrance of the village, he went straight back to the mountain with his sword.
"Brother, I will not let you down."
Looking at the rainbow light in the sky, Zhang Xiaofan secretly made up his mind and left the Cao Temple and headed home.
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"Going to see that boy again?"
In the Shoujing Hall, Tian Buyi watched his beloved disciple come in, and said in confusion: "I don't know what you like about that brat. You went down the mountain to see him again and again. Ling'er has never seen you so interested. You
If you really like him very much, your teacher will take him into the house and let him be herded by a sheep on his left and right, or by a group of sheep."
Mo Li could feel Tian Buyi's love for him and his love for him. Otherwise, he would never accept Zhang Xiaofan as a student.
"Master, when it comes to accepting a disciple, you still have to pay attention to a predestined relationship."
Li Qiye said with a smile: "You are accepting him now for the disciple's sake. After a while, I'm afraid you yourself will rush to get him!"
"That piece of rotten wood, the Master Association is rushing to get it?!"
Tian Buyi's eyes widened and he said: "Unless I am blind as a teacher, otherwise, with qualifications that even your stupid senior brothers cannot match, I will rush to get him?!"
Fortunately, all the brothers were practicing in the Tai Chi Cave during the day, otherwise, after hearing these words, I wouldn’t know how to break my heart.
Li Qiye smiled and did not say anything more about the matter, saying: "This disciple is here to say goodbye to you. In the morning, Senior Brother Xiao has already sent a personal letter from the Head Master."
"Fenxiang Valley has helped a lot, you should be grateful to them. But..."
Tian Buyi changed the topic and said: "If you go to Fenxiang Valley, I'm afraid that some of the younger disciples in their sect will make things difficult for you. With your cultivation, I don't have to worry about it as a teacher, but you don't want to go too far and hurt the harmony between the two families."