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"Huh~" Hu Xiuwu felt a headache after thinking for a while, but when he saw the Jade Rabbit and the Colorful Snake looking at him with concern, he felt quite comforted.
His greatest strength is that he doesn't dwell on trivial matters. Since he can't think of a solution for the time being, he simply gives up thinking about it.
"So your name is Ah Man! The original name of the Wuzhuscabbard Imperial Staff Sword is Zhegui."
I want to climb to the top of the mountain and ask the sky, how dare I pick the laurel branches from the moon palace!
Eighteen-year-old Pei Min was given a sword by his master. He named the sword Zhegui on the spot and vowed to become the best swordsman in the world.
Hu Xiuwu touched Ah Man's head. This time, there was no golden light on his hand. He did not feel any discomfort when touching Ah Man's fluorescent hair.
In Pei Min's memory, he not only witnessed two scenes from the deepest part of Pei Min's memory, but also learned the Youyue Sword Technique of the Penglai Sword School.
Relying on the Youyue Heart Method, Hu Xiuwu barely suppressed the Gengjin Qi in Ah Man's body and transformed it from the Gengjin phase to the moon phase.
Yeah, I said that Senior Pei Min would not be so boring. What's the point of stroking the Jade Rabbit that looks like a wire brush in his spare time.
He stroked Ah Man's head twice, pressed down both of Ah Man's erect ears, and glanced at the coiled anaconda:
"Should I give you a name too? Let's call you Sanshi?"
The anaconda raised its neck high and looked straight at Hu Xiuwu, trying hard to express a surprised expression on its snake face, "Are you serious?"
Hu Xiuwu laughed and patted the head of the anaconda: "Haha, let me think about it, why don't you just call her Yu Jingzi."
"I hope that one day you can carry me to the White Jade Capital in the sky."
It is recorded in the Tang Dynasty's "Legends of Cui Wei" that An Qisheng, one of the Eight True Immortals of Shangqing, ascended to the White Jade Capital in the sky on the Jade Capital Snake.
"Very good, then go to sleep."
After having a fight with Tu Junfang in reality and becoming Pei Min's ghost in the illusion, and experiencing the Anshi Rebellion, Hu Xiuwu is now physically and mentally exhausted. No matter what happens, he will talk about it tomorrow.
Hu Xiuwu fell back and fell asleep on his pillow.
After he fell asleep, Yujingzi and A'man looked at each other, disdained each other for a while, and then turned back into their original forms.
Yu Jingzi turned back into the Three Corpse Needles, flew back into the needle bag and drilled under Hu Xiuwu's pillow, while A Man turned back into Zhegui and leaned on the side of Hu Xiuwu's bed.
The two spirit weapons guarded Hu Xiuwu on his left and right.
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Early the next morning, Hu Xiuwu called Yu Baiyuan and told him about the victory. Pei Min was obviously the founder of the Penglai Sword Sect.
The Zhegui can be regarded as the relic of the founder of Penglai Sword Sect. Hu Xiuwu also learned the Youyue sword technique. It is reasonable and moral for him to inform Yu Baiyuan.
After listening to Hu Xiuwu's story, Yu Baiyuan said proudly:
"Haha, just take the prize without worry. There is no reason for me, Yu Baiyuan, to take back the things I gave you."
Then, Hu Xiuwu told Yu Baiyuan that he had learned the Youyue Sword Technique.
After Yu Baiyuan heard about this, he was not angry about the leakage of his own sword skills. Instead, he was very happy that Hu Xiuwu learned the Youyue sword skills.
This is a done deal.
Hu Xiuwu can be considered as the descendant of Patriarch Pei Min, which means he is a member of my Penglai Sword Sect. I, Yu Baiyuan, am the head of the Penglai Sword Sect. After rounding it off, Hu Xiuwu is equivalent to his disciple, which is very reasonable.
It was not until he heard the move "Cold Mirror Breaking Mountains and Rivers" in the Youyue sword technique that Hu Xiuwu learned that he was moved. He immediately told Hu Xiuwu that he would rush to Sijiu City right away.
Of the two unique skills of the Penglai Sword Sect, only Guanghan Lingxiao has been passed down, and Hanjing Poshanhe has been lost for a long time.
Yu Baiyuan said they would arrive very quickly, and he meant it very quickly.
Only one day later, he somehow managed to reach Sijiu City. He gave Hu Xiuwu an address and asked him to bring Zhegui with him.
Hu Xiuwu could only go there after school. Originally, Wang Ye took the bus to go home every day. It happened that Brother Du came to pick up Wang Ye after school today. He took Wang Ye's car and went to the address mentioned by Yu Baiyuan.
Arriving at the alley mentioned in Yu Baiyuan's address, Hu Xiuwu got out of the car and waved to the driver's seat to thank him: "Brother Du, thank you for driving me here."
Brother Du spoke with a local accent: "Hey, it's not a big deal. What's the relationship between your father and Director Wang? You still need to be polite to me."
"But is it enough for Shuugo to just drop you off here? Do you really not need me to pick you up?"
Wang Ye huddled in the back seat and said lazily, "Brother Du, don't worry about him. This Sun thief is very capable. Don't worry about him."
Hu Xiuwu and Wang Ye were childhood friends who knew each other well. They knew each other inside out and understood each other's situation, so Wang Ye did not disguise himself much when facing Hu Xiuwu and revealed his true nature as a lazy crane.
Hu Xiuwu also said to Brother Du: "It's okay, Brother Du, I'm just here to visit a senior, you and Wang Ye can just go back first."
Brother Du then said, "Okay, if you have any questions, remember to call me."
Then he drove Wang Ye back to Wang's house, and Hu Xiuwu counted the house numbers and walked into the alley. After seeing the house that Yu Baiyuan mentioned, he was about to go forward and knock on the door, but found that the door was not closed at all.
Hu Xiuwu pushed the door open and his feet made a creaking sound as they stepped on the yard. He looked down and saw the ground was covered with tiny coal slag, and he looked along the residue on the ground.
In a corner of the small yard, there was a pile of coal, covered with plastic sheeting to prevent rain.
"It's not winter yet, why are there so many coals piled up in the yard?"
Hu Xiuwu was thinking to himself when Yu Baiyuan's voice came from the room:
"It's Xiuwu, come in quickly."
Hu Xiuwu responded and took out the laurel from the ghost tomb when no one was around, and then walked deeper into the courtyard.
This small garden is a typical Siheyuan in the old city, but it is not smaller than the yard of Hu Xiuwu's family.
Under the eaves, Yu Baiyuan and another old man were sitting at a small table, chatting happily with a pot of old wine and a few side dishes.
Yu Baiyuan remained the same as before, but the old man had a steady and long breathing and bright eyes, and it was obvious that he was also an alien.
Yu Baiyuan introduced Hu Xiuwu: "This is Zhang Duan, you can just call him Uncle Zhang. He should be the best knife maker in the city, no, he should be the best knife maker in the entire North China."
Maybe because he has been working as a blacksmith for many years, Zhang Duan has a very loud voice: "Why call me uncle? I can be the grandfather of this little guy."
"My master is Wu Dechang from Shangqing."
As the grand uncle of Shangqing, Wu Dechang is one of the most senior people in the world.
Yu Baiyuan's words made Zhang Duan stop talking and look at the laurel in Hu Xiuwu's hand:
"Is this the sword of the Sword Saint Pei Min that you talked about on the phone yesterday? Can you let me take a look at it, little guy?"
As soon as Zhang Duan saw Zhegui, the sword of the Sword Saint, his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but feel curious and yearning about it, so he stretched out his hand to ask for it.
When he stretched out his hand, Hu Xiuwu saw that Zhang Duan's forearm was covered with burns as big as a cheetah's, which made Hu Xiuwu take a few more glances.
Seeing Hu Xiuwu's eyes, Zhang Duan didn't care at all:
"This is the scar left when I was learning the craft when I was young."
"Craftsman, craftsman, if you don't have any injuries on your hands, how can you call yourself a craftsman?"
Chapter 97: Zhegui Dress Up
Hu Xiuwu handed the Zhegui to Zhang Duan, who immediately drew the sword from its sheath. The Gengjin Qi flowing through the Zhegui sword made him exclaim in admiration:
"What a sword!"
"This sword is made of extraordinary materials. In addition, a person with extremely high cultivation level sacrificed himself to make the sword, and it was washed by a high concentration of Gengjin Qi for a long time, which made the quality of this sword even better."
"This sword is indeed the most suitable divine weapon for Penglai Sword School, but the craftsmanship of the sword cover and scabbard is really poor, which simply ruins this precious sword."
Zhang Duan first admired Zhe Gui, but then he began to dislike his sword suit and scabbard.
Yu Baiyuan stroked his beard and smiled: "Otherwise, why would I let Xiuwu come to you? How about you, Old Zhang, are you willing to help and rebuild the sword suit and scabbard for Zhegui?"
Zhang Duan rolled his eyes. "You old fellow asks even though you already know the answer. You know that I can't help myself when I see a magic weapon like this, but you still have the nerve to ask."
As a craftsman, Zhang Duan's greatest wish, besides finding a successor to his craft, is to create a peerless magic weapon like Zhegui.
Being able to observe and even personally make the scabbard handle for the magic weapon was a great gain for Zhang Duan, and it brought him one step closer to his dream.
Zhang Duan immediately stood up, shook the fireproof leather apron next to the chair, tied the apron on, picked up Zhegui, and no longer cared about Hu Xiuwu and Yu Baiyuan, and went back to his knife forging workshop.
Hu Xiuwu was left with a head full of question marks, and Yu Baiyuan was calmly pouring wine for himself.
"Don't worry about him. He is just like that. Once he mentions anything related to sword forging, he will ignore others."
Yu Baiyuan was not surprised and explained to Hu Xiuwu.
"The swords of our Penglai Sword School's disciples are almost all made by this lineage. When I heard you talk about Zhegui's origins that day, I remembered that Zhegui's sword attire does not match the long sword moves in Youyue Sword Technique, so I chose to meet you here, Old Zhang."
Guanghan Lingxiao in the Youyue Sword Technique is a long sword move, which requires the sword body and scabbard to be combined into one, but Yagyu Soichirō and Chao Heng are not aware of this, so Zhegui's current sword outfit is not suitable for the Youyue Sword Technique, and a new scabbard and sword outfit need to be created for it.
"Although he is a little weird, his skills are beyond reproach. You have seen Zhang Duan's skills and have personally tried the power of the knife."
Having said this, Yu Baiyuan winked at Hu Xiuwu.
Hu Xiuwu understood instantly. He had only seen a few swords since he came down the mountain, let alone experienced them himself. The two swords that impressed him the most were Zhegui and the 'Demon Sword Hirumaru'.
It seems that the fake magic sword was made by Zhang Duan. Even though the sword is not as good as the real one, it is still a rare treasure in the world.
"The Zhang Duan lineage is best at forging swords. Their skills and sword-forging methods complement each other. When forging swords, they visualize themselves as the iron ingot in their hands. Forging swords is like forging people."
"While swinging the hammer to knock out the impurities in the iron ingot, you are also hammering out the impurities in your own body, making your body stronger and stronger."
"As their swordsmithing skills become more sophisticated, the physiques of their lineage will become stronger and stronger, until they have forged their bodies into the strongest and sharpest divine weapons in the world, and have achieved the state of sanctification of their bodies."
The so-called sanctification of the physical body is just the ultimate goal, just like the ascension to heaven pursued by Zhengyi and Quanzhen. However, in reality no one has reached this level for a long time.
While introducing Zhang Duan's methods to Hu Xiuwu, Yu Baiyuan also took out the sword Hai Boping made for him by Zhang Duan from the sword bag at hand.
It was a Qi family sword with a total length of four feet and five inches. The hilt alone was nine inches long, and the blade was as slender as a seedling.
It is not easy to carry such a long sword around these days. Fortunately, Nadutong helped Yu Baiyuan to get a cultural relic certificate for his sword, otherwise he would be at risk of being detained by the police just for carrying the sword.
Not to mention taking it on a train or plane, but even so, Yu Baiyuan still needs to put the sword into the sword bag to avoid scaring others, and he needs to separate the sword from the person when riding on public transportation.
Yu Baiyuan handed the sword Hai Boping to Hu Xiuwu, asking him to experience Zhang Duan's craftsmanship, and then continued:
"Xiuwu, since you have become the descendant of Master Pei Min, you have become a member of my Penglai Sword Sect anyway. So I will be generous and call me Senior Brother, okay?"
Hu Xiuwu did not refute this time. He learned the unique skills of the other party in private. The other party did not pursue the matter yet, so he could be said to have done his best.
Hu Xiuwu held the sword and said sincerely:
"Senior brother."
Yu Baiyuan gladly accepted the title of senior brother, and in his heart he was quite pleased with himself for having given the title to Hu Xiuwu. This piece of talent and beauty finally fell into the hands of our Penglai Sword Sect.
Hu Xiuwu put down the schoolbag on his back, picked up Yu Baiyuan's sword and danced twice in the yard. Hu Xiuwu indeed found that this sword was quite handy. The center of gravity of such a long sword was just right, and it was very comfortable to wield.
Then, Hu Xiuwu returned the sword to Yu Baiyuan and took out a notebook from his schoolbag on the ground: