Nightwatcher Chapter 186: Name the knife

The lotus seeds are embedded in the blade, as if they are attached to the knife, so there is no need for a jade box..........Xu Qi'an said hey, I'm really a little clever.

As time passed, Xu Qi'an sat at the table, staring blankly. Prevent the lotus seeds from falling on the table. If the table is turned on, the joke will be a big deal.

From now on, the little mare doesn’t need to ride, sits on a table and travels with four tables flexibly over the mountains?

He propped his elbows on the table, holding his cheeks, and was stunned. Inspired by the effects of lotus seeds, he couldn't help but diverge thinking and think of some funny jokes.

If you use lotus seeds to illuminate your right hand, your right hand will say: You have to rely on me to act. Underpants said: Where did you put me?

The cigarette said: Shut up both of you and embrace me.

The scabbard said: What are you special about, try again?

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an burst into laughter.

"Hey! I can only entertain myself, I can't share..."

He slowly reduced his smile, resting his cheek in one hand, and boringly tapping the table with the fingers of the other hand, feeling that he had an atmosphere of "I don't want to spend the night and a half, I will knock on the chess pieces and fall into the light".

The full moon hung high, the cold moonlight was blocked by the screen windows, and the sound of worms kept coming and going, highlighting the quietness of the night.

On the wooden frame by the window is a beast head incense burner burning mosquito repellent spices. There are a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains. If you don't burn mosquito repellent at night, you can't sleep at all.

Of course, martial artists above Rank 6 do not need to care about mosquito bites.

Unconsciously, three hours passed, the moonlight disappeared, and the sky was blue outside the window.

In the process, Xu Qi'an watched the lotus seeds wither a little bit, and watched the black gold long knife slowly transform. It didn't become sharp, but it didn't feel like a dead thing anymore. It seemed to be alive.

The tender lotus seeds shrank completely and fell to the ground.

"Om!"

The black gold long knife flew on its own while trembling, flying around Xu Qi'an.

It seems to be very close to Xu Qi'an, just like a cub is close to his parents.

Curious and wonderful feeling. Although it is still a knife, it feels alive to me, like a child and a pet....Xu Qi'an's mouth turned up unconsciously.

Looking at the black gold long sword flying around in the room, Xu Qi'an couldn't help but think of the Erha he had raised in his previous life. It also jumped like this. When he was happy, he would keep using the dog on his head.

As soon as this idea came out, he saw a beautiful and flowing black gold long knife, pointed the tip of the knife at him, and shot it over.

Don't don't don't, it's dying...Xu Qi'an's face changed drastically.

Ding!

It was too late to dodge, so I could only activate the Vajra Power, and my chest was slammed by a sting, as if I was stabbed hard by a needle.

The strength of the black gold long sword has skyrocketed. I tried to cut myself before, and it didn't hurt at all... Xu Qi'an turned around with a black face, silently accepting the love of the saber." guard".

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The black gold long knife is like Sa Huan's Erha, hitting Xu Qi'an's back with his "head" constantly to show intimacy.

If I hadn't achieved the Vajra Art, I might become the first master to be "loved" by my own sword. Fortunately, I have this body protection art. Well, this is also part of Qi Luck.

After a long time, the black gold long knife was affectionate enough, and it fell gently on the tabletop.

Xu Qi'an grabbed the handle of the knife, leaned in front of him, stared at the blade, and whispered: "Next is to give you a name."

According to Zhong Li, giving a name is a very important part of acknowledging the Lord, a spiritual and peerless soldier, once he has a name, he will not change it.

Whoever gives it a name will be its owner.

The name of Zhen Guo Jian is "Zhen Guo", which was given by the founding emperor.

Therefore, the meaning of Zhen Guojian's existence is to suppress the national movement. Therefore, Xu Qi'an can use it.

Choosing a name has a meaning beyond imagination for the Peerless God Soldier, which is equivalent to defining its existence.

For the owner, this is also a question and a wish.

What name should I use..........Xu Qi'an pondered for a long time, not knowing what was going on, he suddenly had a feeling of blood surging, as if he was in touch with the world in the dark.

He has a hunch that crucial decisions in life are waiting for him.

He feels inexplicably that the room is too small and the roof is too low to hold his spirit.

Hey!

He opened the door, left the yard, and walked all the way out to the top of a cliff.

At this time, the sky was blue and the mountain breeze screamed, blowing his long hair and clothing corners, and the whole person seemed to float up, leaving at any time.

"I am a tourist from another world. In this world, there is only one long-cherished wish to disrespect God and Buddha, or worship the king and heaven and earth, and that is that there are fewer injustices in the world, and the people of Li people can live more like people instead of Livestock, I don’t want the Chuzhou massacre case to happen again...

"Just call you "peace", follow me, cut all injustices, open peace for the common people! Open peace for all generations!"

He held his long sword high, only feeling that his heart was like glass and his thoughts were clear.

Crack!

The jade pendant sent by Jianzheng, used to shield the air, was cracked.

At this moment, the Taiping Sword felt a sense, burst into the sky with a sword intent, and went straight into the sky, breaking the clouds on the top of Inurong Mountain.

At this moment, the Inu Rong Mountain's vision arose, and the strong wind blew away the clouds and mist that did not dissipate all the year round, blowing up countless dead branches and green leaves, and the forest swayed. From a distance, it seemed that the whole mountain was shaking.

Such movement alarmed a master at the Wu Rong Mountain Wulin League headquarters, including Yang Cuixue and Xiao Yuenu who were resting on the mountain.

"What happened?"

"Enemy attack, is there an enemy attack? Wake up everyone."

"Where is the sacred vision of such a terrible vision? Is it the third grade?"

"Will it be the revenge of the head of Dizong Dao!"

A master rushed out of the room without even having time to light a candle.

Dang! when! when!

The melodious and dense bells echoed in the heavens and the earth, echoing in every corner of Inurong Mountain.

This is the highest warning bell, telling the people in the mountains to guard against enemy attacks.

The masters of the Wulin League rushed out of the room and came to the open space. They saw the terrible vision with their own eyes. There seemed to be only a violent wind left between the world and the earth, and a stream of air flowed upwards, rolling up rubble, green leaves, and dry. Branches and so on.

Such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth has already exceeded the limit of mortals.

Xiao Yuenu wore a pink robe to cover her exquisite and convex figure. She was wearing a white blouse inside. The incident happened suddenly and there was no time to wear a complicated Luo skirt.

Jewelry was also excluded, and the blue silk was **** with only a yellow ribbon.

She leaped onto the roof lightly, looked around, and saw several acquaintances of Yang Cuixue.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yuenu's voice was cold, and she clenched the silver fracture fan in her hand.

"Either the ancestor broke through or the enemy attacked." Fu Jingmen said solemnly: "I just came out."

The master of the sects and the gang masters have a serious face, and are waiting for them.

"Is the head of the Daoist Sect?" Xiao Yuenu raised her eyebrows and made a judgment.

She clenched the fan subconsciously.

Fu Jingmen and others' expressions sank at the same time. If the land sect is coming, it must be for Yue's Villa, but they immediately found that Yue's Villa had gone to the building, and in anger, they came to avenge the Wulin League.

Although the Wulin League is a behemoth in the arena, it is still a big difference compared to the three Taoist schools, unless the ancestors personally take action.

Even so, the battle of the pinnacle powerhouse is still a catastrophe for Mount Inurong.

At this moment, Yang Cuixue said: "Leader!"

Following his gaze, Cao Qingyang, dressed in purple, jumped out of the main courtyard, up and down several times on the roof, and stopped in front of everyone.

"Did the old leader break the level?"

"Is it an enemy attack, Leader Cao?"

The sect masters and gang masters came forward to inquire.

Cao Qingyang's face was solemn, and he said solemnly: "Not the ancestor..."

Everyone looked at each other, never taking any luck.

Cao Qingyang didn't speak any more, quickly locked the source of the storm, and took the lead to go away.

Yang Cuixue and others followed.

Soon, they left the complex and walked around to the left of the main peak, where there was a cliff.

Above the cliff, a tall young man stands proudly, holding a long knife in his hand, and the sword aura penetrates the sky, as bright as the sky, a stream of air entangled around the sword aura.

"Xu Yinluo?!"

A stunned sound sounded, and everyone in the Wu Lin League looked at this scene with a little dazed and surprised.

Xu Yinluo caused such a big movement?

He, the knife in his hand...Cao Qingyang's eyes fell on the dark golden long knife.

"Guru..."

Someone swallowed and looked at the long knife with a coveted face, with envy in his eyes.

Anyone can see that this is a peerless magic weapon, a person in the world, and the least resistant to magic weapons.

More and more people gathered to witness the scene of the young man standing proudly and breaking through the clouds.

"Not an enemy attack?"

"Xu, what is Xu Yinluo doing..."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but no one could give them the answer.

But from today, there will be more rumors in the arena: In the midsummer of Yuanjing 37 years, Xu Qian had an epiphany in Inu Rongshan, born with a natural vision.

After a long time, the sword aura receded and the wind subsided. At this time, the first ray of morning light from the east shone on Xu Qi'an, illuminating his handsome side face.

On the spot, I don't know how many women were shocked.

Xu Qi'an retracted the knife and inserted it into the scabbard. He breathed out silently, suddenly realized that his mission was general, and he was comfortable.

He scanned Cao Qingyang, Yang Cuixue, and the martial arts league members who were onlookers in the distance one by one, and said loudly: "My heart has a real understanding, it disturbs everyone, and..."

The voice fell, and a slightly hasty call came from the back mountain: "You come, you come..."

Xu Qi'an and Cao Qingyang looked at each other, knowing that it was the voice of the old leader of the Wulin League.

The others heard it too.

"What sound, who is it?" Fu Jing looked around and shouted.

"Master Fu, don't be rude." Cao Qingyang reprimanded: "That is the ancestor."

Hearing this, the members of the Wulin League were in an uproar and started talking excitedly.

"The ancestor, is the voice of the ancestor?"

"My father said since I was a child that the ancestors lived in Houshan, but since I was born, I have never heard the voice of the ancestors."

"The ancestors have blessed the Wulin League for generations to come."

The Wulin League has always claimed that the founder of the mountain is still alive, but the people of the rivers and lakes have never seen a figure of the same age as the country, including the members of the Wulin League. Since childhood, the elders have said that the back mountain is a forbidden land, and the ancestors hidden Repair place.

Passed down from generation to generation, but no one actually met, even the voice was never heard.

"The ancestors are calling for the leader of Cao, the leader of Cao, please go there quickly, don't let the ancestors wait for a long time."

People saw Cao Qingyang pestle in place and urged impatiently:

"Leader Cao? The ancestors call you."

"Leader Cao, go now."

The two "you come", don't think about it, they must be calling the leader Cao. In the Wulin League, on Mount Inurong, only Cao Qingyang was qualified to meet the ancestors.

Because he is the leader and the speaker of this generation.

Cao Qingyang still did not move, and nodded towards Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an immediately walked back to the mountain. Compared to before, he was suddenly afraid that the secret of luck would be exposed, so he suddenly felt stratus clouds in his chest, free and upright.

One after another, he stared at Xu Qi'an's back slightly dullly.

The ancestor is not calling the leader Cao?

The ancestors have been silent for hundreds of years, and for the first time in front of everyone, they shouted Xu Yinluo?

............

In front of Shimen, Xu Qi'an carried a saber and said respectfully: "Senior, what can I do for you?"

"Who are you? Why are you lucky?"

The old voice asked, straight to the point, without any sloppy, strong martial arts style.

Just as he communicated with Xu Qi'an last night, the secret of luck, the past of history, speak bluntly, never sell it.

I still like to play with Wu Fu. Supervising Jin Lian Wei Yuan and so on, my heart is very dirty, and I am ashamed of them as a team.........Xu Qi'an sighed and said:

"I'm just honoring an ordinary people, but I do have luck in my body. I am prepared to say that it is national luck."

There was no reply from Shimen, as if waiting for him to continue.

"Twenty years ago, in the Shanhaiguan battle, a mysterious warlock and the leader of the Gu Clan Heaven Gu Tribe stole half of Dafeng's national fortune. That national fortune finally fell on me.

"But I don't know why I was selected..."

Xu Qi'an briefly talked about luck and his own experience.

It is strange that when he faced Wei Yuan and Jin Lian, he never mentioned his luck, even if Dao Jin Lian knew something.

But he had no idea of ​​concealing this old man.

There are probably two reasons for this: First, the other party is a straight-necked martial artist. To put it bluntly, unlike Jinlian Wei Yuan, who has too much thought and gets along with them, he can't help but think too much and worry too much.

Second, the martial artist in it is the same age as the country and has a lot of knowledge. In the scene just now, he can't hide it from others. He must have seen something in such a rushing call.

So Xu Qi'an might as well be more generous and tell the secret.

"It's no wonder that Dafeng's national strength has been weakened so rapidly in the past two decades, both because of the emperor's monasticism and because of his luck being stolen." The old man suddenly said:

"What happened to you just now?"

Xu Qi'an turned the lotus seed into a saber, and told the old man about the promotion of it to a peerless soldier.

"What about the name of the knife?"

"Taiping means peace in the world."

The old man smiled, and his voice was clear: "The third grade of Confucianism is called Liming~IndoMTL.com~When I was promoted, I was born with a vision. That's because the Confucian Confucianism is a human being.

"Although you are not in the Confucian system, the essence is the same. That's why you created the vision just now. Here is a piece of advice to keep in mind today's thoughts. If you fall into the devil's way in the future, you will die from the backlash of luck. ."

"I understand." Xu Qi'an nodded, not forgetting to ask:

"Senior, what do you think of my situation?"

"View? Well, you don't want to join the Martial Arts League, I don't want you anymore." Old Piff said.

Bah, vulgar martial artist...Xu Qi'an took a bite in his heart, saying that he turned his face too fast. Knowing that I was the **** of Jianzheng and the mysterious warlock, you immediately counseled Up.

"Of course, if I can be promoted to the second rank, the martial arts league can protect you. Haha, the second rank martial artist, even if I can't beat the first rank of other systems, I am not afraid."

The old man in Shimen laughed and said: "You don't have to be wary of me. I have the aspirations to reach the top of martial arts, and I will never try my luck. Otherwise, the great ancestor who worshipped you five hundred years ago will never die. As for now, I am not rebellious, and it is useless to have luck."

"But if you have a good luck with your body, maybe seniors can come to the top and be promoted to the second rank?" Xu Qi'an tentatively asked.

The old man was silent.

Just when Xu Qi'an scolded herself for being stupid and opened a topic that was extremely unfavorable to her, the old man said quietly:

"What gives you the illusion that Wufu can play with luck?"

........ Xu Qi'an bowed and said: "It's the juniors who are sloppy."

Yes, even if this old ancestor was greedy for his luck, how could a crude taker know how to absorb luck?

At the end, it wasn't that the virgin saw Picasso, staring and anxious.

There was silence for a while, Xu Qi'an was not reconciled, and said: "What else can seniors give me?"