Since Ouyang Rong spoke his real name for the first time, he established a connection with "craftsmanship".

I realized that Dingjian had a huge demand for spiritual energy.

No wonder most tripod swords cannot be owned by individuals.

I heard that the "Emperor Wen" who was in the hands of the Zhou Dynasty had a large group of people to serve him and was supported by a whole system. Even the younger junior sister once jokingly called him "the iron-clad Emperor Wen, the flowing sword holder."

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He found that since the birth of the first tripod sword in the Qin Dynasty to the present, after so much time and exploration, Qi practitioners in the world and abroad seemed to have reached a consensus.

If you want to go a long way, the sword holder must be backed up by top forces, just like the Wei family's Wei Palace has for Wei Shaoxuan.

Ouyang Rong vaguely guessed that this was probably the reason why the old swordsmith wanted to transfer A Qing, a man of great energy, to the hidden world sect Yunmeng Jianze together with the "craftsman".

Because cultivating a sword wielder requires a huge investment of resources, killing people with a cloth sword is refreshing, but it is not ordinary to quickly restore the aura of spiritual power after using the unique skill of the tripod sword once.

Qi practitioners can easily squander it.

Moreover, the path of being a sword holder may not be feasible yet. After all, it is a mythical lineage. Sword techniques are difficult to find and the true meaning is difficult to understand. The bottleneck of each level is like a chasm.

Even for a young junior sister who has the seeds of cultivation, if she chooses the wrong path, blinds her eyesight with a leaf, and embarks on the ultimate mythical path, but is unable to understand the true meaning of the Cauldron Sword and gets stuck, it will be a waste of great talent.

But even so, there are still people like Liu Zian and Liu Zilin who are like moths rushing to the fire, not hesitate to grab food from the tiger's mouth, trying to be promoted to sword holders.

Because the scarcity of Juepui represents an important bargaining chip, it is easy to take the initiative and join any force.

Don’t you see, Donglin Temple in the Lotus Pagoda Alliance only provides one sword holder, and it can have an equal opportunity to cooperate with Yunmeng Jianze and the swordsmith family, although it fell apart later.

And who doesn’t want to touch mythology?

Especially at the bottom of the world.

This is the case in every era. The struggle for precious resources at the bottom has always been cruel, commonly known as involution.

Putting aside the insidiousness and cunning, as long as the three brothers of the Liu family can break free from the chessboard of Longcheng County and get the two tickets of "Sword Bearer" and "Tripod Sword", where will the sky be brighter after they get out?

It's a pity that they met an old postgraduate entrance exam taker who had passed the exam even more recently.

A noble lady like Xie Lingjiang cannot understand these things, because her family background of Qiwang and her father, the great Confucian scholar, naturally gave her a higher platform and a broader vision.

The advantages and disadvantages to the sword wielder are made more real, and they are not so jealous. It is difficult to understand all the crazy things the three brothers of the Liu family did for a tripod sword.

But this also means that this noble lady of the Xie family looks at problems in a more romantic and idealistic way, so she really loves to eat the big cakes that a certain senior brother likes to draw, and she is full of them all...

Back to business.

At this moment, on Dagushan Mountain, Ouyang Rong was lost in thought, watching the scene of the Folding Wing Canal at the foot of the mountain transforming decay into something magical and subduing the monstrous flood.

In his ears, the cheers of thousands of people throughout Dagushan, as well as the sound of hundreds of wooden fish that responded with merit, made him temporarily deaf and tinnitus.

"Craftsman" appeared naturally, close to Ouyang Rong, and surrounded him intimately.

Ouyang Rong's eyes glowed lavender, and he slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched a trembling "arc" in front of him.

A hazy blue light dyed his nails.

Both cold and hot.

The moment he came into close contact with the entity of the Cauldron Sword for the first time, Ouyang Rong suddenly realized that the path above that was very restrictive to the Cauldron Sword and the sword holder, and relied heavily on the support of the powerful forces behind it, seemed to be... impossible for this "craftsmanship".

question.

The old swordsmith combined the achievements of his ancestors and worked hard to forge this new tripod sword. It seems to be a little different. It is no longer exclusive to princes, generals, and sects.

After the "arc" in the air was touched by Ouyang Rong, the blue sword light was dyed a little purple by a familiar purple that seemed to appear out of thin air.

Feed it something.

Merit deduction one.

Ouyang Rong felt the "arc" at his fingertips and began to tremble more and more, as if he was... eager to try.

"Are you going to eat this too..." He murmured, getting a glimpse of his true meaning: "Using a mortal body to create a myth?"

"What did you say?" Li Guo'er suddenly turned his face.

"Nothing." Ouyang Rong shook his head and retracted his fingers.

After observing the smooth discharge of floods from the Zheyi Canal outside the small courtyard, Ouyang Rong briefly touched the "craftsman's work" and then put it away again. He suppressed the lilac look in his eyes and immediately turned around to find his junior sister, Li Guo'er.

He also followed.

The two left Beitian Alms Home together.

Go to Manjushri Bodhisattva Hall.

Along the way, Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and carefully pondered the sentences that had just come to his mind like a blissful person.

"Craftsmanship" is reborn today. The true meaning and secret knowledge of the tripod sword are not like those of "Han Shi". The sword techniques have been summarized and summarized by the legendary sword master.

So far, he has been walking in the front in a daze, and can only fumble around on his own.

Just now "Takumi" reacted to the purple mist of merit he had accumulated, which was a major discovery.

There was someone beside him at this moment, and it was impossible to completely verify it yet... Ouyang Rong remained calm.

In addition, Ouyang Rong was not idle either. Taking advantage of the clear sound of wooden fish echoing in his ears gradually weakening, he pulled out his mind and took a look at the Merit Tower on the way.

Before today, I had enough merit, nearly 20,000.

But after redeeming the blessings of "Come Back and Come Back", he consumed several blessings on Mirage Mask, leaving only more than 3,000 merit points left.

Now, Ouyang Rong's strong promotion of the Zheyi Canal water conservancy construction in the past few months has saved many houses in Longcheng County and thousands of people in the mountains. This is another huge benefit.

[Merits: eleven thousand three hundred and eleven]

Just above the little wooden fish that had been beaten to exhaustion by "pah pah pah" today, a line of motionless blue-gold fonts fell into Ouyang Rong's eyes.

"After deducting the original more than 3,200, the merit has increased by about 8,000."

Ouyang Rong understood it in his heart, left the merit tower, and opened his eyes.

After a while, Ouyang Rong and Li Guo'er came to the Hall of Manjusri Bodhisattva.

There was no one in the hall.

The two walked out of the hall. In the square, Ouyang Rong squatted down, wiped the bloody footprints on the floor tiles with his fingers, and looked around for signs of fighting in the square.

"Where did Sister Xie go?" Li Guo'er looked around.

"Something's wrong."

Ouyang Rong twisted the blood mud with his finger and raised his head:

"Little Junior Sister teamed up with an unknown Yue girl to repel Liu Fu and the others. Logically speaking, after Little Junior Sister escaped from danger, if nothing happened, she should come to look for you and Uncle Li, but we didn't meet anyone along the way...

Where has the little junior sister gone?"

Li Guoer glanced sideways at someone and said, "Is there a possibility that she is looking for you?"

Ouyang Rong did not answer, thinking that he knew his junior sister better.

He suddenly stood up and pointed at the corpses of black-clad swordsmen scattered around the square:

"The wounds were all throat-sealing sword wounds. They should have been caused by the junior sister. However, there were blood stains on the floor tiles. It was obvious that someone had moved the body behind it."

Ouyang Rong frowned and looked around, "But the junior sister has mysophobia and won't move these corpses."

Li Guo'er nodded and said softly: "There are two types of people who can carry corpses at the moment. The monks in the temple and the people from your county government. They found this place in a mess and came to move it and take care of it?"

Ouyang Rong nodded and shook his head:

"But why didn't they clean it up and leave it here? Judging from the blood stains and the orderliness, these corpses were only moved halfway before the people left."

Li Guo'er thought about it for a moment and said in a clear voice:

"You mean, the monks or minor officials were interrupted by outsiders? But Wei Shaoxuan and Liu Fu were executed, and other accomplices were deceived by you to go down the mountain. Is there any danger here now?"

Ouyang Rong was silent and suddenly took out a cracked deer-shaped jade ring from his sleeve.

He followed the method he had observed when his junior sister used it last time, activated some of the newly recovered spiritual energy in his dantian, and injected it into the deer-shaped jade ring.

If he guessed correctly, this jade ring should come from the academy uncle that the junior sister was looking for. As for why it fell into Wei Shaoxuan's hands and was full of cracks, do you still need to guess?

The jade body slowly became hot.

"Um?"

Ouyang Rong turned his head fiercely and looked at a magnificent hall a hundred feet away on the southeast side.

There is only a dense bamboo forest between this main hall and the Manjusri Hall where Ouyang Rong is currently located. The two halls are neighbors to each other.

"Is that...the Sutra Copying Hall?" Ouyang Rong asked hesitantly.

He had a vague impression that when he had breakfast before, he was pulled away by his hair because of the abnormal noise from the Buddha statue in this hall.

"That's right, it's the Sutra Copying Hall." Li Guo'er said casually: "Wei Shaoxuan and the others occupied this hall before. Because it is separated from the Manjushri Hall, they found us..."

Ouyang Rong remained silent, reached into his arms, took out a Sanskrit Buddhist scripture and took a look at it.

This was found among the fragments of Wei Shaoxuan's body.

This Buddhist scripture was just as he expected. It was not the same Sanskrit Buddhist scripture that the old swordsmith gave to Liu Zian. It was obvious that he was trying to deceive the two of them. The Buddhist scripture was not a Hanshi sword technique.
To be continued...