4. A sleeve of stars, a belly full of sorrow (7)
As for Qiao Liang and Yan Sheng, will they memorize a few more...
Wouldn't that be a good thing?
Wang Chong, a master-uncle, would inevitably come and go if he gave up this favor.
There are three generations of Dulong Temple, a total of eleven people.
Three of the eight disciples of Zen Master Hongye are not in the temple, and the rest, except Zhang Fengfu, have all formed a group with Tianyinzi.
Wang Chong also knew that the two senior brothers from the Sunflower Taoist lineage would definitely choose to sit back and watch. If he wanted to make friends with his disciples, he could only choose Zhang Fengfu, who had a calm temperament, devoted himself to cultivation, and was quite "kind".
As for making friends or not, that is another matter.
Is there any truth that when you do something, you must succeed?
In this world, you always work very hard, and if you succeed even once or twice, you will be blessed by God.
If you want everything to go your way, even if you are as noble as the emperor, as wealthy as Tao Zhu, Shi Chong, or even those who have achieved immortality, it is all wishful thinking.
Things in the world don't go as planned nine times out of ten! Most people can't see through it, so they are often troubled.
Qiao Liang and Yan Sheng were excited and hurriedly took the tips from Wang Chong and said, "I will definitely not delay my uncle's affairs."
Wang Chong smiled slightly and walked away, leaving Qiao Liang and Yan Sheng to clean up for him.
In the evening, Qiao Liang and Yan Sheng came together to explain to Wang Chong who was in the top ten, which flower god they chose, and what mental methods they chose.
Wang Chong was too lazy to think about it in detail, so he collected the original text of his thoughts, gave some words of encouragement to his two apprentice nephews, and left them to have a cup of tea before Qiao Liang and Yan Sheng left.
After Qiao Liang and Yan Sheng left.
Wang Chong sat blankly for a moment, suddenly feeling lonely.
Originally, in Tianxin Guan, this kind of sect competition was an opportunity for the younger generation to shine, and he had won several prizes. But this time in the three-line sword fight at Dulong Temple, he couldn't end it and could only be the nominal host.
Thinking about it at this time, although the status is several levels higher than that in Tianxin Temple, it is quite boring.
Wang Chong just found it boring, but Tianyinzi was very troubled.
He never expected that Wang Chong could control the Three Meridians Sword Fighting clearly without any trouble from the beginning to the end.
Tianyinzi glanced around, and the three junior brothers were also a little stunned.
Although the three junior brothers, Master Yilong, Wulongzi and Heishanren, have taken refuge in Tianyinzi, they are clumsy and slow-minded, and their cultivation level is neither high nor low, so they cannot usually help much.
Tianyinzi sighed and said: "Tang Jingyu presided over the Three Meridians Sword Fighting, which is quite satisfactory. We can't let him work hard in vain and use his property as a reward. I don't know what kind of reward I should give him?"
Tianyinzi wished that Wang Chong would have a problem, but since Wang Chong had no problem, as a senior brother, he must have clear rewards and punishments.
He is a person who aspires to be the third generation headmaster, and he does not dare to ignore these details.
Master Yilong thought for a while and said: "Anyway, Liu Fei is dead, so just give the Xuanluo Fan to Junior Brother Tang!"
Wu Longzi and Heishanren couldn't think of any good ideas, so they also said together: "What the third senior brother said makes sense, what do you think, senior brother?"
Tianyinzi sighed and said to Xu Heiming: "Go and send the Xuanluo fan to Tang Jingyu."
Xu Heiming was dissatisfied. He actually wanted this treasure too.
Xu Heiming has been thinking about this Xuanluo Fan for an unknown amount of time, but how dare he talk back to his master? He could only raise his hands and say, "Disciple, go now."
Xu Heiming held the Xuanluo Fan and left the cave. Tianyinzi couldn't figure out how to suppress "Tang Jingyu" and make this junior disciple lose face several times and have no face to compete with him.
He was troubled for a while, and when he saw that his three junior brothers couldn't help him, he shouted angrily: "Let's break up!"
Master Yilong wanted to say something, but he also knew that he could not comfort his senior brother. In the end, he said nothing, just bowed his hands and left.
Wu Longzi glanced at the man from Montenegro and suddenly said: "Senior Brother! I have already achieved some success in swordsmanship. I want to practice a flying sword. I wonder if Senior Brother can help me?"
Refining flying swords is a matter of water grinding. Some sects put more emphasis on refining form, some sects put more emphasis on refining quality, and some sects refining both form and quality naturally consume more effort.
However, no matter which family or sect makes the flying sword, it will take decades of hard work to refine the form and quality just once.
Mo Yinling's light-splitting sword went through one refining process and one refining process. Master Baiyun spent fifty years of hard work, which was not easy.
That's why Qi Bingyun was so angry. After all, even from a sect like Emei, there are countless flying swords from the Immortal Family hidden in his home, and every bite is extremely precious.
Wu Longzi wanted a flying sword, but he was in the Tiangang realm and could not yet refine the flying sword, and he did not want to work hard for decades, so he had no choice but to ask his fellow disciples to help.
If by chance, seven or eight fellow disciples take action together, the time spent will naturally be reduced several times.
Although this kind of flying sword is practiced by several people together, it would be fine if they were from the same sect and practiced the same method.
If everyone has different cultivation methods, the quality of the sword light will inevitably be mixed, and it will be difficult to refine it to be more pure in the future, but it can save energy after all, so it is also quite popular in various sects.
Tianyinzi frowned slightly. He still felt that he didn't have enough energy for his own cultivation. How could he have the thought to help Wulongzi refine the flying sword?
On his side, Wu Longzi was a little anxious as he pondered.
Without the help of his senior brother, Wu Longzi would never be able to refine a flying sword. Even if he really spent decades of hard work, he still wouldn't be able to refine the sword embryo.
Master Baiyun is a great monk of Yangzhen. It takes fifty years of hard work to refine the shape and quality of a flying sword once. Wu Longzi is only in the Tiangang realm. Give him fifty or six fifty years and he will not be determined. It can't be refined.
Wu Longzi shouted: "If there is no flying sword, there will be many inconveniences. How can I help my senior brother?"
Seeing that Tian Yinzi was still pondering, he knew that the eldest brother was not willing to spend time to help him refine the flying sword, and he felt even more annoyed. He suddenly said: "Since the eldest brother can't help me refine the sword, why don't you lend me a flying sword?" ! Doesn’t Tang Jingyu have a set of red thread swords in his hand?”
The man from Montenegro also showed an expression as if he had just woken up from a dream, and interjected: "He is just starting out, and he doesn't need such a good flying sword. As senior brothers, we are just borrowing it for a while, what's wrong? We don't want it either. His will be divided into six, and Wu Longzi and I will have three, wouldn’t everyone be happy?"
Wang Chong used the red thread sword to scare Liu Fei away, and Liu Fei sued him once to make him jealous.
Although Tianyinzi could not find Wang Chong's fault and did not deal with him, these red thread swords spread widely and are now remembered by Wulongzi and the people of Heishan.
Tianyinzi was also a little worried. After all, he was the eldest brother, and he still wanted some face. How could he snatch Wang Chong's flying sword?
The wandering toad said
When I was timing this chapter, I checked it many times, and I felt a shadow in my heart... I cried and begged for my monthly ticket...