Chapter 159 Gift Giving

"It's okay, just remember what you promised me. I'll help you carve the talisman and infuse the spirit after I take a short rest and adjust my state." The Third Cave Master handed over the Green Fish Sword and said.

Yuan Ming immediately took it with both hands respectfully. He felt the coldness in his hands, as if he was holding a piece of ice. There were also strands of coldness penetrating into his body. He weighed it for a while and felt that the sword was slightly heavier than before, but the change was not big.

Huo Chan'er crawled along his arm, wrinkled his nose and sniffed it, and immediately showed disgust. He turned around and crawled back to Yuan Ming's shoulder.

It only likes burning, the hotter the better.

"It hasn't carved the talisman yet, so it can't restrain the cold air. After carving the talisman and infusing the spirit, there will be no cold air overflowing without the need for mana to stimulate it." The Third Cave Master said again.

As soon as she finished speaking, the disciple's shouting sounded again outside the door.

Without waiting for her order, Yuan Ming immediately ran to the front yard to open the door and led the disciple over.

"The Great Cave Master asked you to come, but didn't say what was going on?" The Third Cave Master asked directly.

"No, I just know that in addition to you, the Second Cave Master and the elders of Mengshan were also invited." The disciple said hurriedly.

The Third Cave Master couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.

After a slight hesitation, she raised her hand and waved, and a rectangular metal box more than three feet long appeared in her palm.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming immediately felt something was wrong.

"This is the Soul Sword Box, which can ensure that the spiritual power in the sword body will not be dormant. You will put the Green Fish Sword in it first. Come to me tomorrow morning to help you carve the talisman and infuse the spirit." The Third Cave Master said.

Yuan Ming heard this, naturally without saying anything, he could only nod his head.

"Huo Chan'er will follow you first." The Third Cave Master glanced at the Fire Marten lying on Yuan Ming's shoulder and said.

Upon hearing this, the latter's bean-like eyes lit up, and he was obviously very happy.

"Yes." Yuan Ming responded immediately.

After returning to his residence, Yuan Ming's excitement was difficult to calm down for a long time. He wanted to open the sword box to take a look, but he was worried about some taboos, so he could only bear it and put it on the bedside.

He took out Master Heimu's notes and carefully read the runes recorded on it, guessing what runes the Third Cave Master would choose to engrave?

It was not until late at night that Yuan Ming put away his somewhat uneasy mood, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, intending to practice the Dark Moon Technique.

Huo Chan'er also happily came over and planned to lie next to Yuan Ming.

At this time, it suddenly raised its neck and looked out the window, with a pair of small bean-like eyes, rolling around.

Yuan Ming saw its reaction and knew that the silver cat was nearby.

"Xiying, come in quickly." Yuan Ming said.

No one outside responded, but after waiting for a while, a light figure slowly walked in.

"This time I went to the market and bought a gift for you." Yuan Ming said.

Hearing this, Silver Cat was obviously stunned. He didn't expect Yuan Ming to say this.

"You are being nice for no reason." But when he sent the message again, his tone remained calm, as if he didn't care too much: "What good things will you have? Cheap things, I don't want them."

Yuan Ming turned his wrist, and a black wooden box appeared in his palm, which contained the gilded gauze.

Then, he opened the wooden box, held up the gilded gauze, and shook his wrist. The golden gauze floated in front of Xiying and unfolded. Each silk thread flashed with golden light. The scene was like a dream.

Yuan Ming shook it again, and the gilded gauze suddenly became several times longer and surrounded Xiying. Layers of golden gauze flew up and down, like a huge golden ribbon.

"It's so beautiful, and it's a mid-grade magic weapon? Have you made a fortune?" Silver Cat said in surprise.

Hearing the voice, Yuan Ming turned his wrist again, and the golden gauze suddenly shrank and returned to the black wooden box.

"I went to the market this time and got a windfall by accident. I have been thinking about you all the time, so I bought it for you." Yuan Ming said.

"I don't want it. Are you trying to bribe me with this? Are you going to ask me for help again?" The silver cat replied.

"It's really nothing." Yuan Ming argued.

"Hmph, tell me how you made a fortune?" Xiying raised her chin, waved her claws, and the golden gauze floated in front of her. When she touched it with her claws, it disappeared.

Yuan Ming told her about the clown who assassinated the people of Bailong Island in the market, and then was rescued by a barefoot woman, and he used vines to steal the storage bag.

During the period, it asked questions from time to time. When the silver cat heard the clown, it snorted. When it talked about the tall barefoot woman in white who appeared and took the clown away with a strange escape technique, Xiying asked a few more questions, and her eyes lit up.

After hearing the story, Xiying seemed to be in a better mood.

"Do you want me to give you some more advice on the Dark Moon Technique?" The silver cat was in a better mood and began to care about Yuan Ming's practice.

"It's going well for now, but the memory fragments that occasionally appear in the sea of ​​consciousness are a bit chaotic, which often makes people feel a little chaotic." Yuan Ming said.

"Your amnesia is caused by the damage to your soul. The practice of the Dark Moon Technique can help you repair the damage, but it also takes time. Maybe when you practice to the third level, you can remember all your memories." Xiying said: "If you worship me as your master, I will consider helping you restore your memory immediately."

"No." Yuan Ming decisively refused. At the current speed of practice, the memory will be fully restored sooner or later. He always felt that he was at a disadvantage for being a generation shorter than Xiying for no reason.

"You are so stubborn." Xiying said and left.

After Yuan Ming left, he sat cross-legged again and continued to practice.

...

Silver cat Xiying returned to his tree hole nest.

It gently waved its claws, and the gilded gauze like a golden ribbon floated out, like a mattress, under the heavy fur and silk.

Xiying touched the golden gauze with one claw tip and easily refined it.

Then, a little of its magic power was transferred into the golden gauze, and the gilded gauze shone slightly, reflecting a little golden starlight in the originally dim tree hole.

The silver cat lay on the bed, feeling the silky coolness under it, and suddenly felt like lying on the clouds, extremely comfortable and cozy, and couldn't help stretching.

"Filial piety is great, haha..." It remembered the way Yuan Ming looked when he gave the gift just now, and couldn't help laughing.

Then it thought of something else, raised one of its front paws, took out a blue book from somewhere, and flipped through it carelessly. When it turned to the last page, its expression dimmed.

This page showed a group of hamsters happily eating together.

At the end of the page, it was written, "Written by Yuan Ming in the Jin Dynasty."

It gently stroked the book with one of its front paws, and a complex emotion flashed in its eyes. After a while, it sighed softly:

"Father..."

There was no conversation all night. Yuan Ming went to the courtyard of the Third Cave Master early with the sword box in his arms.

As a result, he shouted outside the door for a long time, but got no response.

After putting Huo Chan'er in and checking around, Yuan Ming was dumbfounded. The Third Cave Master was not in the courtyard at all.

"Could she have broken her promise?"

Yuan Ming guessed that it was probably because of the matter that the Great Cave Master had called yesterday, so he went to find Brother Fang Ge to verify it.

"What did you ask Master for?" Fang Ge asked with a frown.

Yuan Ming told him about his request to the Third Cave Master for help in sword-making.

"Brother Yuan, I never thought that I could ask the Third Cave Master to help you in sword-making." Fang Ge's serious face also showed an exaggerated surprise.

"Everything is just Huo Chan'er's face." Yuan Ming explained with a smile.

In fact, he knew that in addition to considering Huo Chan'er's face and the request he mentioned, the Third Cave Master would personally help him refine the sword for the sake of the Green Fish Sword itself.

"Master didn't tell me this time, probably because she has something urgent, but since she promised to help you refine the sword, she will definitely do it." Fang Ge said, his eyes fell on the sword box in Yuan Ming's hand.

"Is this the Soul Sword Box?" he asked.

Yuan Ming nodded.

"That's no problem, Master will definitely come back within three days." Fang Ge said confidently.

"Why is that?" Yuan Ming was puzzled.

"The Soul Sword Box can keep the sword body's spiritual power from being dormant, but it only works for three days, so Master will definitely return within three days." Fang Ge explained.

"What if she doesn't come back?" Yuan Ming frowned and asked.

"If I really can't come back, once the spiritual power of the sword body is dormant, I can't continue to carve talismans and infuse spirits. Previously, the key spiritual materials were not added, and it could still be recast for a second time, but now it can't be recast again, which is basically equivalent to waste." Fang Ge explained with embarrassment.

Yuan Ming's heart sank when he heard this, and his bad premonition yesterday was verified.

"Don't worry, since the master has promised, she will definitely return within three days." Seeing this, Fang Ge hurriedly comforted him.

Yuan Ming felt even more uneasy when he heard this. It was precisely because the third cave master was a trustworthy person that today's breach of promise seemed a little unusual.

"No, I'd better go to Brother Amuhe to think of a solution..." After he said this, he held the sword box and went to the weapon room behind.

Yuan Ming held the sword box and hurried to the weapon room and went straight to Amuhe's room.

"Knock knock"

After knocking on the door several times anxiously, the door creaked open. Amuhe was sleepy and looked tired. After seeing Yuan Ming, he said vaguely:

"Junior Brother Yuan, is there something wrong?"

"Senior Brother, help me." Yuan Ming said as he squeezed into Amuhe's room.

"Sword box with soul? What's inside?" The latter didn't care too much. After closing the door, his eyes fell on the sword box in his hand and frowned slightly.

"One of my swords was made by the Third Cave Master, but there was a problem..."

Yuan Ming quickly told him the story.

"I feel that Master probably has something urgent to do and I'm afraid he can't get away for the time being." After listening, Amuhe scratched his messy hair.

"Senior Brother, you have to help me." Yuan Ming said with a bitter face.

"Uh... this, it's not that I won't help you. You know, it's only for a weapon refiner at the foundation building stage or above to infuse spirits. I can help you carve talismans, but I can't do it." Amuhe said helplessly.

"I know this too. Can you ask the elders of our Fire Refining Hall to help? I can pay for it, and the price is negotiable." Yuan Ming said hurriedly.

"Hehe, you are so arrogant. The elders' reward for refining magic tools is something you, a registered disciple, can easily afford? I'll go ask for you. Don't hold too much hope." Amuhe obviously didn't believe it, but he still agreed.

"Thank you, senior brother." Yuan Ming said hurriedly with a fist.

Amuhe waved his hand, asking him to wait a moment, and turned to leave the room.

"Wait here." Amuhe said and left.