Mending

Chapter 165

Jin Qian turned his body, first a pair of turbid blind eyes, and sideing his face on the side. The expression was still calm and calm: "You are the master of the mountain, and the swordsman?"

"Um."

"Tell me to listen to your flying sword?"

Li Wuxiang immediately released the small sword and asked it to turn it slightly at the fingertips. Golden listened for a while and nodded: "The movement of the flying sword is nice, are you Jin Dan ... or Yuan Ying?"

Li Wuxiang hesitated a little: "Gang Jie Dan."

"I just said, you are also strange, you want to say that it is Yuan Ying, you are not enough for your flying sword flying sword training. Jin Dan, the sword is not blood gas, but it should be blood evil, right? "

"Um."

"Then the evil spirit on your flying sword is enough, you can see that your person's murderous heart is very heavy. The blood gas is insufficient. It is barely barely ... Is it because you are entangled? "Blue Caps?"

In the end, the Lord who lived in his 400s, just listened to this, and told his own details!

"Well, I am a blue sac. When I came to the garden to steal medicine, I wanted to cultivate myself into the realm of Jinxia."

Gold sighed, walked into the house, bent down and went to bed and groped to find something: "You come in and sit. It is the Lord of Ranhan again. How can you catch you? "

Li Wuxiang took off the flying sword and walked to the house. But there was only one chair at the table, and he stood, watching the golden corner from the wooden box under the bed, and a horseshoe needle was found and wiped it on the placket.

He talked about what happened from the mountains to Deyang to Deyang, and then said everything that happened tonight, but did not mention the incident of Jiang Jie Zhongzhong in You Jiuyuan.

Golden squeezed the needle and sat by the bed, groping to put a dragon in his hand in. When Li Wuxiang finished saying, she sighed: "What you want to say is true, but the people on Yulun Mountain will not keep the thirty -six morality. Are you ... seeing me the only old man who is the old man who keeps the old man who keeps With the garden, but I didn't move my heart, I believe what you said. "

She waved his hand: "You go to the well to get some water."

Li Wuxiang saw a copper basin in the corner of the house, and he picked it up and walked outside to hit half a pot of water, and he ended up in front of the gold tactics.

She put down the needle and washed her hands first. The skin on her hand was wrinkled like chicken skin and yellow -brown. But as soon as I washed in this water, the skin seemed to be full of water, and immediately became plump and clean. A few times of effort looked as slender and powerful as young people, and no longer trembled slightly.

She dipped the water again, wiped it on her eyes, and her eyes immediately changed from turbidity to clear, and eventually turned into black and white eyes.

She stared at Li Wuxiang and smiled: "It's a handsome guy. Come, let me see your injury."

What is the magic of this water? Intersection Li Wuxiang couldn't help but look at the water in the basin again. Golden said, "You can't touch this thing, not as good as you think."

Li Wuxiang put down the copper basin, and sat beside the bed, lifting the clothes on his chest.

The golden tangled hand went in, and first picked the skin sac to the side to expose the damaged gold entanglement. The horseshoe needle wearing a dragon beside the golden entangle was gently touched, and Li Wuxiang shrank a little bit.

Jin Qiao grabbed him: "Don't be so coquettish, stand something, the pain is still behind."

Li Wuxiang can only say, "Um."

She began to put on the needle, wearing a needle on the gold entanglement like weaving. Li Wu Xiang was so painful that he felt that the needle was directly stuck on his spirit. But I could only hold back, and the skin of the skin began to shrink, which seemed to be inhale inhaling.

Gold wore a few stitches, glanced at him, and said, "Do you know the origin of this thing?"

Li Wuxiang pursed his mouth tightly: "I don't know."

"Then you can do it well." Golden Qian slowly wore the line while saying, "This thing is the treasure of Zhenshan in Ran Mountain, and you should be clear about its origin."

"The same thing, just like the treasures of the other thirty -five town factions, are actually refined by the same baby. However, this matter is long. I haven't seen it with my own eyes. "

Li Wuxiang endured the pain and whispered, "Are you mean ... True Spirit ... Are you left for you?"

"yes."

After saying this, she started to put her needle again, and Li Wuxiang was so painful again.

So she said, "Actually, it is also inappropriate to say that the baby is a baby, because it was once living. In the war more than 3,000 years ago, we were also helped by the demon king. One of the demon kings claimed to be nine The son is a dragon. "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "

Li Wuxiang stunned: "There are really dragons in this world?"

Gold laughed and smiled: "If you don't say, there is indeed the nine sons. But there are no one in the world since he has seen it. That's there, maybe it's just not in the middle of the land. "

"The baby he said is the nine sons. He was beheaded by the Sun Emperor in the war before, and the people of Xuanjiao made his corpse into a magic weapon. Since he was a friend who came to help, he couldn't let it go. He fell in the hands of the enemy, so he took his corpse back again. "

"But that was a long time ago. Taiyi said before that if we took back his body, we could use the Netherworld Scroll to revive him, but at that time the Netherworld Scroll had been divided into eight parts, so we couldn't save him even if we wanted to. So for the sake of the overall situation, we could only refine the magic weapon made from his body again and make it into a magic weapon in the hands of the thirty-six true immortals, which was the treasure of the thirty-six sects in the future."

At this time, the wound had been half mended. Li Wuxiang still felt pain, but the feeling in his heart was different.

The pain of the golden coil before was like a person waking up and finding that his body was hurting somewhere, not knowing the specific reason and how to solve it, so this pain contained some fear and worry, making people feel more painful, and the mood became uncomfortable.

And now, as the wound was gradually sutured, the long pain disappeared, and the only thing left was the stinging pain when the horseshoe needle passed through the golden coil. And this kind of pain, like a doctor cleaning the wound or squeezing out acne, is a kind of pain that you know is controllable, reassuring, and will disappear later.

That's why Li Wuxiang realized that Jin Zijiu seemed to be talking to him just to chat with him, so that he wouldn't feel so painful.

He sighed in his heart. He had seen too much malice since he came to this world, and of course there was a lot of kindness. But because of what happened in You Jiuyuan, he had to stay away before he could enjoy that kindness.

So the current situation, the thatched cottage, the oil lamp, a kind senior who sewed his body like a kind old mother... This feeling reminded him of the cold winter night, the lonely traveler, the dim and warm bonfire.

He even had a little fear in his heart, hoping that he could leave here as soon as possible - to temporarily stop everything tonight with kindness.

But he couldn't help but listen to everything Jin Zijiu said, and couldn't help but ask. He endured the pain and said: "Senior, what about the Golden Chanzi?"

"The Golden Chanzi is made of dragon tendons. Tendons and bones are what hold people up. So you should have practiced Guangchanzi of Taiyi Sect, so you can become a Qingnang Immortal."

"It sounds like... Golden Chanzi and Guangchanzi are a good match?"

"In theory, Taiyi Sect is the ancestor of all sects in the world. When refining the thirty-six sect treasures, all kinds of methods and techniques were preserved in Taiyi Sect. Although many have been lost over the years, there may still be some left. Guangchanzi's method The Jin Chanzi may be the result of the Taiyi Sect’s method of refining the Jin Chanzi, which is not surprising. "

"But the Jin Chanzi itself is rare. How should I put it? The treasures of the 36 sects are all rare. Have you been to Lingshan?"

"Yes. I used the Xuanguang Mirror of the Tianxin Sect, which I told you about before."

Jin Zijiu smiled slowly: "Ordinary people can't go to Lingshan in the Xuanguang Mirror. The mirror can only collect souls. But you can go to Lingshan with your physical body. Don't you think it's strange?"

"...Guang Chanzi cultivated to the realm of Pi Jinxia It seems that you can go to the realm."

"That's right, then did you achieve the Golden Cloud?"

Li Wuxiang was stunned: "...Is it because of the Golden Entanglement?"

"Yes. The realm in this world is the highest, and it is a Golden Immortal. The lower one is a True Immortal, and then a Yang God. But in fact, between Yang God and True Immortal, there is still a Void. The Golden Entanglement on you and the other thirty-five items all have that Void. This Void is a good thing. For example, if you have it, your strength is not there, but your realm seems to have reached it. You can reach Lingshan in the realm of Jie Jiugong. But there is also a disadvantage, that is, you can't give it up. , then when you reach the top in the future, this void will always be above the Yang God and below the True Immortal. "

"So, it is said that cultivating Guangchanzi can cultivate to become a Qingnang Immortal, and this immortal is a real immortal, but it requires the Jinchanzi. As for the future choices, it depends on you." She slowly finished the last stitch, and just used up two dragon whiskers, "I used this thing to replenish you, but it is actually not as good as dragon tendons, but I think there are no dragon tendons in this world. It's not good, but it can be used for decades."

She put away the needle, stood up from the bed, and walked to the door of the thatched cottage. Li Wuxiang saw her slowly straighten her body and looked outside, as if she was enjoying the beautiful scenery in the garden.

He put on his clothes and walked to the door. At this time, Jin Zijiu hunched over again and turned his face--

Her eyes became turbid again. Before, it was turbid and pale, but it was still a round eyeball, but now it became wrinkled, like two dried fruits. Li Wuxiang looked at her hand again and found that it had become older than before, with only bones and thin skin left, trembling violently.

He exhaled softly: "Senior, don't let me touch the well water... You used this water, so..."

Jin Zijiu walked to the table and sat down, waving his hand: "Don't worry about it. The Thirty-Six Sects should help each other. But I can't take care of the people on Yulun Mountain, so I'll just do it to atone for their sins. This is what I should do. Go, take two of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head in the garden. But these two are not for atonement, but for two things with you."

"What are they?"

"Hearing what you said, I think the fate of Tianxin Sect is almost over, but I hope you can save a glimmer of hope for Yulun Mountain. Didn't you say that you led a girl named Cheng Shengfei to become a swordsman? You have to save her life and bring her to me."

"The second thing is not urgent. It's just that if the Tianxin Sect falls to the Liubu Xuan Sect, they will definitely want to take away the sect treasure, Zhiyue Xuanguang. Then your Taiyi Sect will definitely find a way to prevent that thing from falling into their hands. At that time, I hope the treasure will fall into your hands, not someone else's."

Li Wuxiang was stunned: "Senior, this is the first time we meet, you-"

Jin Zijiu smiled: "I have lived for more than 400 years, and I can tell whether a person is good or bad at a glance. I look at you and think you are a good person. You see that I am blind, but my heart is not blind. Go, go under that tree and dig deeper to see."

Li Wuxiang followed his words and walked to the nearest medicinal tree, sacrificed the flying sword, and suddenly spun under the tree.

After Jin Chanzi was sewn up, the wound on his body began to heal gradually. He used the power of the elixir this time, and drilled a deep hole in just one breath. When the flying sword went down again, some white bone fragments were mixed in the soil that flew out. Li Wuxiang put away the flying sword and took a closer look - there were human bones buried inside, and it looked like there were not just one, but several.

"You are not the only one who came here over the years. If it is good, I will send him some things and send him away. If it is bad, it is under this tree. There are 112 sand bone trees in this garden, and there are bones under each tree, some more, some less." Jin Zijiu stood far away, "If you promised me, go and get the three flowers and get out."

Li Wuxiang was silent for a while, and asked: "Senior, is there anything I can do for you? If you are trapped here-"

Jin Zijiu shook his head slowly: "That's my own business."

"Okay. Then... Several of my friends are trapped in the forbidden formation of Tianxin Sect-"

Jin Zijiu smiled: "You shouldn't ask me this. I am the Supreme Sect Master of Tianxin Sect, but you have to fight up there. I won't teach you how to deal with my disciples."

Li Wuxiang nodded: "I understand."

In fact, he still had a lot to ask. If Jin Zijiu still has some memories of Guiyin Zhenjun in her mind, then she must know more details and secrets of the battle three thousand years ago, especially about the Netherworld Earth Mother.

However, she seemed to have already expressed her gratitude, so Li Wuxiang could only bow to her: "Okay. Senior, I have one last question - if I want to know about the Netherworld Earth Mother, can I still ask you in the future?"

"If you can bring that little girl here, you can ask me three things. Go."