So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 69: Zhan Yuanqiu

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Zhan Yuanqiu is a casual repairer.

There are many people like this in the realm of cultivation. They have learned this non-worldly practice, but they don’t have a better way. They can’t afford a panacea, and they don’t even have a way to see those who are truly capable of transforming gods. Mahayana monk.

After the catastrophe, the best practices in the cultivation world continued to be lost.

The ancient wilderness is falling apart, and the life of refining tools and materials can be seen everywhere, and it will never return.

After eight thousand years, the existing major sects have been re-explored to understand the Taoist method. It is completely different from the ancient exercises. The world of comprehension is no longer the peak of the year.

Those casual cultivators had no choice but to fight for petty gains.

Days are really bad. Some casual practitioners gather in small groups to help each other. It is common for those low-level cultivators to fight for rare elixir and turn against a close friend with a broken sword.

This has caused the high-ranking monks to look down on these people even more, ashamed of them.

Ranxiu often does not have a pill, and can only endure until the injury improves; when there is no good practice to condense the pill, he almost gets into trouble; even if he wants to enter the market in the big sect, it takes a lot of effort; the same items The same price can be bought by monks with martial arts, but not for casual cultivators.

Zhan Yuanqiu has experienced all kinds of difficulties. He was alone and cultivated alone.

Fortunately, he is already over the top.

The cultivation base in the later period of Jindan is second to none in the casual cultivator. For this kind of cultivation base, the small school is willing to put aside their prejudices and change their faces.

What Zhan Yuanqiu learned was not even a systematic exercise, but a refining technique. The master who led him to get started was also a casual practice. It is said that when he was young, he obtained half of the manuscripts of tempering instruments in the middle of Shu.

The origin is unreliable, maybe it is the sect classics that have been severed, maybe others are trying to figure out the notes of the forging artifacts in the ancient times, anyway, it is no owner, Master Zhan Yuanqiu has obtained this thing, has always regarded it as a treasure, but he can't even make up the materials Qi, let alone give it a try. Only thinking about selling things for some useful treasures.

Unfortunately, the martial arts team dismissed the secret of this tempering artifact, and the small martial arts team saw that it was out of stock and didn't want it. The price that other casual practitioners can offer is simply terrible.

So he was carrying treasures, but couldn't use them.

Being watched by people and fighting, Zhan Yuanqiu's unlucky master was seriously injured and fled to the village of a blacksmith's house.

The blacksmith's surname is Zhan. He is good at making farm tools and hunting forks. The family does not worry about food and clothing, but only about his son's congenital deficiency and crooked illness.

The unlucky monk who was carrying the remnant of the tempering artifact was rescued by the blacksmith. He woke up and saw that this frail and sickly child turned out to be pretty good. Anyway, the life-saving grace was not repaid, so he vomited the basics. According to legend, he taught to read and read, so that he would not be illiterate.

Don't say that Zhan Yuanqiu's father, who was a blacksmith, was his hapless master. At first, he only expected him to be healthy.

Due to serious injuries and no cure, Zhan Yuanqiu's master died a few years later.

Yomo also felt that he was useless all his life, and he didn’t leave any words, but when Zhan Yuanqiu was sorting out the relics, he found the remnants of the secret tempering method, and Shanye Xiaoer actually regarded this as a blacksmith's skill for building weapons-just because of peace. In the heyday, ordinary blacksmiths can only make farm tools and know how to forge swords. Their status is immediately extraordinary. There are registered and registered in the government, who can work for the army, and there is a salary each year.

There are also great craftsmen who make swords privately. They don’t have to spend their days in the countryside. They go directly to the county and counties to make a sword, which can last a year. This bright future is simply Zhan Yuanqiu. Dream life.

So, after he inherited his father’s business and continued to be a blacksmith in a mountain village, in his spare time he seriously pondered the way to "build weapons". He didn’t understand all kinds of rare materials and thought it was only available in the city, so Don't take it seriously, just change the iron to try.

One year, two years, ten years...In addition to the foundation of the initial stage of Qi refining, Zhan Yuanqiu's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the things he usually creates are getting sharper and more sophisticated. Unlike other blacksmiths, there is no He has a five-dimensional and three-thick appearance, is more than seven feet tall, has a restrained light in his eyes, and can kill a mountain leopard with one punch.

It's a pity that I haven't successfully made a weapon (of course, Fantie can not withstand the secret forging of the real world, anyway, scrap materials can also be used to make farm tools, Zhan Yuanqiu doesn't care).

Until a certain year, hunters in the mountains picked up a strange ore and sent it.

The color is copper-yellow, the size of a thumb, but it is very heavy, and the ore section is sharp enough to cut the iron fork.

Zhan Yuanqiu stuffed it into the fire casually, but couldn't melt it anyway, so his brain twitched, thinking of the master who forged magic weapons, he must sacrifice the sword with human blood before the sword can take shape.

He also couldn't figure out when the blood was sprinkled, whether it was sprinkled from the oven, or it was sprinkled all the time...

Relying on physical fitness, a small bowl of blood is poured into the fire every day.

At the time, he didn't know that this ore was Geng Jin, the best material for casting flying swords. If Geng Jin had wisdom, I was so moved that I was so aggrieved to cry--how could the common fire melt it?

A monk in the foundation-building period used a mortal blacksmith furnace to forge a piece of gold with the best quenching method?

Is this a casting tool? This is torture material!

Now by pouring blood every day, I finally have aura. Geng Jin, who has been roasted by the fire for an unknown period of time, immediately absorbed it cleanly. In this way, Zhan Yuanqiu made a mistake, and gradually merged Geng Jin with himself.

On the day the sword was formed, he suddenly entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and he built the foundation in a muddle! Enlightened!

Holding his master's relic, Zhan Yuanqiu easily found the circle of casual practitioners, and realized that there were no martial arts masters in the world, nor masters who built peerless magic weapons. Those legendary masters and masters are all monks. Zhan Yuanqiu had to correct his ideals and lost the hammer bellows stove. The blacksmith Zhan in the village mysteriously disappeared from then on, and there was another casual repairer Zhan Yuanqiu who was traveling around carrying a semi-finished sword embryo on his back.

He wandered around the world for decades, from just recognizing words to being knowledgeable; from entering the city, he was dumbfounded, he would only look around and wonder at the hillbilly, he became a calm, talk and smile worldly master; never seen silver The country blacksmith, who couldn’t distinguish between satin and silk, became a young man wearing a robe, saber and holding a fan; a fool who had never had any common sense in the world of comprehension and was so dizzy by the truth, he was promoted to be the only one who was far away One step monk.

The glitz of the world, the tulle of the world.

Some people have lost their spirit, principles, and minds, and only knows the benefits. In the face of the magic weapon of opportunity, relatives and friends turned against each other, and the Taoists killed each other.

Some people are like golden sand sifted from the muddy water, and the jade birch taken out after cutting through the rock is shining brightly.

Zhan Yuanqiu came to the capital this time and needed a suitable place to prepare for the baby.

Dabaoguo Temple's enshrinement treatment is good, and the temple is quieter than Baishan Academy. So he went to the ring and won several people in a row. He thought that he could not wait for a good opponent, and could only become the Dabaoguo Temple after the worship, and the magic repair I went to a contest, but I didn’t expect--

Zhan Yuanqiu thought about Chen He's tricks while following the crowded crowd, unknowingly, he wandered on the street all night.

When I was awake, I was surprised to find that the sky was twilight, and this bustling night was about to pass.

"A rare good opponent." Zhan Yuanqiu sighed.

After Chen He jumped off the ring, Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked by the sight of the fire in the stone. When he wanted to find Chen He's whereabouts, he found that the other party was already in the crowd.

It just so happened that the monk of Dabaoguo Temple was busy fighting the fire. Zhan Yuanqiu also collected his sword, took the opportunity to jump off the ring, and chose a random direction to chase.

I don’t know that the monk of Baoguo Temple was in a good mood tonight, thinking that he would be able to enlist two highly skilled offerings, but he was frustrated with a basket of water!

The more Zhan Yuanqiu thinks about the match last night, the more sure he is that Chen He has no experience with people fighting magical weapons, and has no experience with people. Chen He slowly became familiar with his tricks during the competition.

In addition to releasing spiritual energy and pretending to be martial arts, those fierce and decisive moves look like fighting skills learned by mortal frontier sergeants, but they are much more sophisticated.

Zhan Yuanqiu even felt that Chen He had something hard to conceal-evil spirits.

The kind of evil spirit that has been tainted by fighting fierce and fierce beasts over the years.

This shocked Zhan Yuanqiu's heart. He couldn't help thinking that when he was a blacksmith, because he often went into the mountains and forests, and met tigers, wild boars, and leopards, over time, he was also full of evil spirits.

It's just that Chen He's evil spirit was much stronger, and the late Jindan monks were also shocked. Zhan Yuanqiu almost suspected that Chen He was a person who walked out of the wild mountains of southern Xinjiang.

This kind of misunderstanding gave birth to a heartfelt kindness, which made Zhan Yuanqiu even want to get to know each other.

But—the fate in this world is probably like this.

Zhan Yuanqiu, who had been wandering all night, laughed mockingly, thinking that he probably didn't have this fate.

Never mind, in the last night, although he lost miserably, he also gained a lot.

Zhan Yuanqiu was relieved soon, looked up and saw a teahouse, so he was going to sit in. Because he wanted to change his original plan, he didn't do anything to worship, and he was not in a hurry to transform the baby. He was about to leave the capital, find a quiet place to study his gains, and temper the sword again.

Well, he had just stepped into the tea house, before he reached his seat, he felt the clouds tighten.

"..."

Head down, there is nothing.

The satin on the upper was constantly being pulled and wrinkled by something. It seemed that a little thing was persevering in trying to pull Zhan Yuanqiu's shoes off his feet.

What a ghost! !

Because he didn't feel the dangerous aura, Zhan Yuanqiu didn't move to kill him either. He just flicked his sleeve to disperse his aura.

——The blinding technique applied by Venerable Huanjian is so firm that Zhan Yuanqiu cannot break it.

But the diffused spirit clearly encountered obstacles. In Zhan Yuanqiu's eyes, he outlined the appearance of this "shoe thief":

A fist-sized crab!

Zhan Yuanqiu was immediately stunned. He had no idea how could a crab with good concealment techniques appear in the Beijing teahouse! It's the Lantern Festival in the first lunar month, a cold winter with unmelted snow!

At the same time, he was also amused. This experience was so bizarre.

Zhan Yuanqiu found an empty table casually, after greeted the buddy for refreshment, he bent over and fumbled, firmly grasped the crab's carapace, and lifted this little thing that was still trying to pick his shoes up:

"Little guy, where are you fighting? Isn't it in the pot?"

He laughed as he spoke.

"An invisible alien crab escaped from the restaurant kitchen. After all the hardships (the crowd was surging during the Lantern Festival, it is a miracle not to be trampled to death) and finally escaped and climbed into the restaurant. Because there is no nest, so watch In my shoes?"

Zhan Yuanqiu teased the crab tongs with real yuan. Although he can't see it, he is still quite interested.

He has been to many places. He knows that crabs like to dig holes to hide. On the beach, it is common for crabs to hide in empty conch shells.

Zhan Yuanqiu took out a pair of shoes from the storage bag again, replaced them quickly, stepped on the empty shoes, and then bent down and released his hands. As expected, the aura detected the crab crawling over and holding the shoes.

"Haha." He chuckled happily, "The little guy took my things, how would you like to follow me... Huh?"

Zhan Yuanqiu frowned suspiciously, and followed the direction of the crab crawling with his shoes-raising his head and meeting a pair of shiny eyes!

"..."

Zhan Yuanqiu watched his shoes being dragged under the table of Venerable Huanjian, the crab seemed to be still holding the shoes, trying to crawl on Venerable Huanjian, but because of his knowledge, he couldn't help but become embarrassed. .

"This senior."

I can't see the level of cultivation, and there is such a strange "pet", it should be a fellow.

Zhan Yuanqiu stood up awkwardly and apologized: "It's rude, can you return the shoes?"

Shu Feng is silent, he protects Chen He who has entered Ding and enlightened, and no one can see it at all. When Shi Feng grabbed the crab from Zhan Yuanqiu and talked to himself about making up a legendary experience for the crab, he saw Venerable Huanjian's eyes light up.

——I feel like I want to sigh for this young casual cultivator!

It makes Venerable Huanjian feel interesting. For those who are like Venerable Huanjian, I don’t know what it will be like.

By the way, this casual cultivator also uses swords, it's just...

Shi Feng shook his head.

He glanced at Chen He. Although he regretted the encounter Zhan Yuanqiu was about to face, he still pretended not to know the Venerable Huanjian indifferently.

"Boy, you have offended this seat and want to abduct this seat's plaything, hum."

Venerable Huanjian waved his sleeves lightly, and Zhan Yuanqiu suddenly fell to his seat, unable to move.

The author has something to say: Zhan Yuanqiu wants to get acquainted with Chen He, just to find a good classmate who can make progress together→_→No other meaning