Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Qingye's "interesting" comment was not derogatory.
He really thought that although this young man who was chosen as Shuanghua's sword master was not at all like a sword cultivator, it was very interesting.
So in the next few days before Qingyongzi came out of the casting room, as the owner of the villa, Qingye took on the responsibility of entertaining guests without hesitation.
Although he felt that the other party was too enthusiastic and a bit overwhelmed, Lou Kongyu, who was very sensitive to the kindness of others, still accepted the kindness with difficulty.
And Qing Ye rarely met such a person who could have a good chat with him.
After all, although his chatter is an active skill, whether others respond or not is another matter.Those who are a little familiar with him have already practiced the ability to ignore his words as wind, but Shen Jingzhi goes too far, and sometimes even actively closes his hearing when he meets him.
Compared to those people, Lou Kongyu who can listen carefully to every sentence and is trying to answer every question is simply too serious and well-behaved.
This overly tolerant and soft personality made Qingye puzzled again and again.
——Is this really a sword cultivator?
Yes.
Looking for it early in the morning, Qing Ye who happened to meet Lou Kongyu who was practicing sword finally gave an affirmative answer.
He didn't go straight forward as usual, but on the contrary, he stepped back a good distance, making sure that he was in a spot where he could see it without disturbing the other party.
He seemed to understand a little bit why his father chose this child as Shuanghua Sword Master.
……
Although most of the time when Qingyongzi mentioned that Daoist Ling Hua with a cold face, any topic related to it can be said to be a minefield that should never be mentioned in daily life.
But occasionally, very occasionally... such as when drunk, such as the death anniversary of that person...
Dad would also mention a thing or two from the past.
.
Of course, when Taoist Linghua was still a sword repairer.
After all, in the words of the old man, who is the person who turned into a Dharma cultivator?He does not know!
He says--
That is the cleanest, purest sword.
The sword is a murder weapon, and sword repairers are inevitably contaminated with killing spirit.
But that person is different.
In his hands, a sword is just a sword.
Qing Ye looked at the boy from a distance.
Not murderous nor hostile.
...he was simply swinging his sword.
Like autumn frost, clean and thorough.
——Shuanghua.
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When he was immersed in the sword intent, Lou Kongyu's five senses were much sharper than usual. He sensed Qingye's arrival, but because the other party didn't make any moves, and even withdrew, he thought Qingye had something else I didn't think much about it.
After finishing today's practice, he made a closed posture, and was startled by the face that suddenly appeared in front of him.
But these few days, because he was a bit used to this lively character, Lou Kongyu didn't overreact to draw his sword this time, but just took a step back, widening the distance between the two of them.
Qingye didn't care about his actions, just like yesterday, he led people around the villa, but obviously became more interested, and even talked... more.
Lou Kongyu: "...?"
This time, Qingye didn't just talk about himself, but took advantage of the situation and asked about Lou Kongyu's situation, especially the master who taught him how to learn swordsmanship.
Lou Kongyu was stiffened by the question, he hesitated to answer: "I have not formally apprenticed as a teacher, the words of the sword... is a senior who is pointing out..."
There is obviously a lot of concealment behind this answer, but Qingye doesn't care.
However, there is something special about all hermits and masters. He thought it would be best to get an answer to this question, and it doesn't matter if he can't ask it.
In a certain sense, Fengxia Mountain Villa can be said to be a holy place for sword cultivators, especially the sword pavilion in the center of the mountain villa.At least Lou Kongyu felt that even if he stayed here for a few more months, he would not be able to recognize all the hidden swords in the village.
Lou Kongyu was actually a little hesitant.
——Is it really okay to just bring him, a stranger who only met a few times, to such a place that is important at first sight?
However, when he was brought here for the first time, he didn't know anything about it, so naturally he didn't say much.It seems a bit wrong to mention it later.
Seeing the boy's mood, Qing Ye explained with a smile: "Don't worry, they all like you."
As if in response to Lou Kongyu's words, a few lively swords on the wall hummed briefly.
It was the first time that Lou Kongyu encountered such a situation, and he let out an exclamation of ignorance.
On the other hand, Qingye was also a little surprised, but the reason was different from Lou Kongyu.
He looked at the narrow long sword that was full of red with faint flames flashing through it, and was surprised: "It turned out to be 'Yanyan'? I thought you were the root of ice spirit, but 'Hanlu' would like you more." ..."
Lou Kongyu glanced at the red and blue swords shown by Qingye, they were obviously pair of swords, and seemed to feel their love, so he couldn't help but relax with his expression.
But he still explained, "I'm not Bing Lingen."
"how is this possible?!"
Qingye was more surprised this time than before, and his voice changed a bit, "Then why did 'Shuanghua' choose you?"
Lou Kongyu: "Shuanghua?"
Is it the Shuanghua he was thinking of?
He recalled the name Shen Jingzhi said to him when he came out of Fengxia Villa that day.
It seems that the saber held by a senior of the Tai Huazong was accidentally damaged during the battle between Dao and Demon.
Qingye's voice became louder: "You don't know 'Shuanghua'?!"
Lou Kongyu: ...
... Should he know?
Lou Kongyu hesitated: "Is this sword famous?"
Speaking of which, when Big Brother Shen talked to him, it seemed that he also called it "Famous Sword"...
Qingye's eyes were too weird, as if he was looking at some rare beast.
Lou Kongyu couldn't help but reflect on himself, but during these years in the cultivation world, he spent most of his energy trying to complete the common sense of the cultivation world, and investigating his own life experience. He really didn't know these things, "Sorry, I don’t know much about the cultivation world.”
Qing Ye: "..."
He almost couldn't help but shake the young man's shoulders vigorously: this is not only ignorance, it is almost to the point of "ignorance".
He took a deep breath and asked a question, "Mr. Ling Hua...you don't know, do you?"
Qing Ye's eyes were too hot, Lou Kongyu nodded hesitantly: "I've heard about it."
What Lou Kongyu said did not mean any modesty, "heard of" is really "heard of".
Maybe it was in the teahouse, maybe it was on the road, or maybe it was when I was walking with Big Brother Shen and the others, and I heard someone mention this Taoist name.
His current impression is already very vague. If he can be mentioned by others, he must have been a very powerful power.
But Qingye didn't understand the meaning of seeking truth from facts in his words, after Lou Kongyu nodded, he tacitly knew the deeds of Taoist Ling Hua.
He breathed a sigh of relief, "If you don't even know Daoist Linghua, I wonder if you are a cultivator..."
Lou·Zhen·Mortal Realm·Empty Fish:? !
Because of being guessed about the origin, Lou Kongyu showed a little surprised expression, but before he could say anything, Qingye continued on his own, "But it's true, Mr. Ling Hua is famous for his spells... back then Falling into the sea, under the forbidden curse, thousands of miles of ice, sealing half of the East China Sea front with his own power... It is really amazing and fascinating..."
The tone of these contents should have been excited, and Lou Kongyu could indeed hear the admiration in the other party's words, but his expression was strangely disappointed.
"But he used to be a swordsman..."
Instinct to become the most outstanding swordsman in the world...
Qingye could tell many stories about the time when Daoist Hua was a sword cultivator, all of which were told by the old man after he was drunk.
When he was clearly sober, he looked dismissive and didn't even want to mention it, but when he was drunk, his face changed completely.Sometimes Qingye even wished that the photo stone would be recorded for him, so that he could laugh at the old man when he was sober, but the old man was too cautious, and Qingye hadn't found a chance after all these years.
[Kendo No.1]
His tone was so firm that even Qing Ye, who had never seen it with his own eyes, believed it.
But... why did that person give up the way of the sword?
Obviously Shuanghua's sword spirit is still there.
While in the foundry, his father didn't answer his question.
But Qingye guessed that he knew...he just didn't want to say or explain.
Now that the Taoist Lord has passed away hundreds of years ago, it seems meaningless to say these...
"—Shuanghua used to be his sword."
In the end he just explained it like this.
At the same time as the words fell, Qingye immediately sensed something and raised his head subconsciously.Although Lou Kongyu was a little slower because of his cultivation, he immediately felt the heavy pressure.
The two are now in the sword pavilion, looking up to the roof, they don't see anything.But that doesn't mean they don't know what happened.
Every monk is very familiar with that oppressive sense of heaven.
——It’s Thunder Tribulation.
The two ran out of the Jiange back and forth, and looked up at the sky where thunderclouds slowly gathered.
Qingye murmured in a low voice, "As expected of...Shuanghua."
He couldn't help showing some fascination on his face.
One day, he too... will be able to forge a sword that triggers thunder and calamity.
Lou Kongyu:? ? ?
Didn't it mean that Shuanghua has been destroyed?
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Lou Kongyu didn't know until he got the sword in his hand that the sword Qingyongzi gave was the reforged old sword 'Shuanghua'.
Because he was sleepless for several days and wasted a lot of energy, after Qingyongzi gave him the sword, he said "treat it well" and left to rest.
Qing Ye was assigned by his father to clean up the messy casting room caused by the thunder disaster, but before leaving, he repeatedly confirmed with Lou Kongyu, saying that he had finished cleaning up the mess there, and he would come over to have a look at the graceful appearance of Jian Shuanghua, so that He must not leave first.
The other party has taken good care of him during this period, and Lou Kongyu naturally agreed to this without any doubt.
Qingye, who got the promise, walked away cheerfully, and Lou Kongyu, who finally had a chance to be alone, had a rare peace these days.
He looked at the sword in his hand.
——The sword body is covered with a layer of shining blue light, and the surrounding air is overflowing with cold air...
This is indeed a beautiful sword, and it is almost impossible to imagine its blood-stained appearance.
But the sharpness on the blade shows that this is not just a beautiful handicraft.
When Chu Lu saw Shuanghua again, he was also moved with emotion, even he never thought that there would be a day to see it again.
Seeing Lou Kongyu just staring at the sword in a daze, Chu Lu couldn't help saying, [Try to communicate with it. ]
Lou Kongyu: [Huh?All right……]
Because he encountered a short sword with a "sword spirit" at the auction a few days ago, he immediately understood what Chu Lu meant. A famous sword like Shuanghua should have a sword spirit.
He tried to feel it quietly, but he could only feel a little bit of emotion in a trance.
Lou Kongyu hesitated: [It... seems very happy? ]
This was Lou Kongyu's first communication with Sword Spirit, and he wasn't sure if his feelings were right.
Sword will also have this emotion?
And with the previous master as a comparison, choosing him, an ordinary and extremely poor monk, is really... something to be happy about?
Chu Lu also paused for a moment: [...Well, it is very happy. ]
But...in his sense of consciousness, that kind of emotion is not so much "happy" as "kindness".
Feeling the promise of "I will protect him well", Chu Lu felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this one-man, one-sword role.
It's always a slow grind...
For "Shuanghua"'s joyful promise, Chu Lu briefly agreed, and then comforted Shuanghua who was very excited because he could finally talk to his old master again.He planned to take back his consciousness.But after such a long time, it was a rare opportunity to get close to each other, and Shuanghua subconsciously wanted to chase the old master's consciousness out.
Then--
"Oh?! Girl!!!"
Lou Kongyu watched helplessly as the sword in his hand turned into a living being, turning into a delicate-looking little girl, falling from mid-air.
Lou Kongyu was surprised, and hurriedly caught the "person".
"Sword spirits have no gender."
After the little girl in his arms was hugged, she didn't panic at all, and even rubbed upwards without seeing anything, and stretched out her arms to wrap around Lou Kongyu's neck, getting a little closer to the soul orb on his neck.
Lou Kongyu let out a bewildered "ah".
——Sword Spirit?
It turns out that after the sword has a sword spirit, will it become a human?
He subconsciously asked the senior immortal for help, but he didn't get an answer for a while.
Instead, Shuanghua continued, "But this time it's a boy."
It was created in the likeness of its former owner, a boy of course.
Lou Kongyu was surprised again, "Oh?!", and immediately apologized "I'm sorry!".
Shuanghua, who tried to get close to the former owner, and even tried to pull the soul orb off Lou Kongyu's neck and hang it on his body, was a little helpless.
It took a step back to distance itself, listened to the apology, and waved at Lou Kongyu old-fashionedly——
"It's ok."
As it said, the sword spirit has no gender, and it doesn't care if it is misidentified.
Moreover, the real owner of this appearance didn't say anything, and Shuanghua didn't care much.
Lou Kongyu took the opportunity to observe the other party's attire, and found that it was indeed a boy's attire, but his appearance and facial features were too delicate, so he subconsciously recognized it as a girl.
On the other side, Shuanghua, who was rejected by Chu Lu to get close to him, had a stuffed face in a sulky mood.
——Although the little master likes it very much now, Shuanghua still wants to hang out with the former master.
Only immature swords make choices.
It is already a mature sword spirit that can transform, of course it needs both! !
What would Jianxiu do when he was in a bad mood?
Of course it's a fight... no, it's a "comparison".
Sword Spirit is also a similar choice.
Lou Kongyu only felt his hands sink, and the sword he was holding just now reappeared.The boy on the opposite side also had an extra sword that was exactly the same but scaled down in proportion.
It picked its lips, made a sharp smile on its immature face, and said briefly: "Come."
Chu Lu who was watching: "..."
He couldn't help but look away.
Chu Lu didn't really mind using his face. After all, as the former master who had been with him for the longest time, it was normal for Shuanghua to use him as a template when he took shape.
but……
Why use his face to make an expression of Xie Jing? !
FWF