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Text Chapter 121 Chatting in the Rain, Trouble at Forging Sword Villa

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    Shelter from the rain?

    Pei Yuan is drenched all over at the moment and can't stop dripping. Is it necessary to take shelter from the rain?

    However, he is a man of etiquette, since others have kindly invited him, how can he refuse?

    Immediately he laughed: "Thank you very much, I wonder what the name of this master is?"

    He saw that the coachman was a monk.

    While speaking, Pei Yuan's body was steamed with heat, shaking off the contaminated muddy water to dry, and then boarded the car in a few steps.

    Seeing this scene, the monk driving the carriage was not surprised, and said with a smile: "My monk's name is Jingming, and my uncle, Master Puhong, is inside the carriage!"

    Pei Yuan looked at the carriage, and the curtains opened suddenly without wind. One of the monks was sitting upright, facing Fangzheng, with a long beard on his lips, a smile on his face, and clasped his hands together, saying, "Sir, please sit down."

    Pei Yuan got into the carriage and sat cross-legged like Pu Hong did.

    The torrential rain 'cracked' on the roof of the car, like a series of exploding firecrackers, and the carriage started to move again.

    Na Puhong looked at Pei Yuan, and said with a smile: "Mr.'s singing is heroic and majestic, and his appearance is magnificent. I think he is extraordinary. Haven't you asked for your name yet?"

    "Dare not, my surname is Xiao, but Master Puhong is from Wunian Temple?"

    Although this monk was the first time Pei Yuan met, he was not unfamiliar.

    It was the person who fought against Xiongba and took Jiang Lin away.

    Seeing that the other party only mentioned their surnames, did not name them, and did not inquire further, Pu Hong nodded and said: "The poor monk is indeed practicing in Wunian Temple."

    Puhong was not surprised that Pei Yuan revealed his background in one go.

    Wunian Temple is very famous in the whole Wenqiu country. As one of the four disciples of Chan Master Wuxiang, Puhong's name has naturally spread.

    "I don't know where Mr. Xiao wants to go?"

    Puhong asked with a smile.

    "Xiao is alone, wandering between the sky and the earth, making his home everywhere, coming from everywhere, going everywhere, but he has no destination." Pei Yuan chuckled.

    Pu Hong was stunned when he heard the words, looked at Pei Yuan and said: "From where you come from, to where you go Mr. Xiao's words are quite Zen, and it is more in line with the essence of my Buddhism. The poor monk has been taught."

    "How can there be any Zen principles? It's just a casual remark. Master Puhong praised me so much, wouldn't he be trying to persuade me to become a monk?"

    Pei Yuan said in a relaxed tone.

    Puhong said solemnly: "To become a monk is to let go of your attachments and do it voluntarily. Persuading people to become a monk is not a good deed, but a bad karma."

    "Xiao was just joking with Master, Master is too serious." Pei Yuan waved his hand, and changed the topic: "As far as I know, Wunian Temple is located in Yong'an Mansion, Master, this is"

    After capturing Mo Shaoming and others in Nafujiao Mountain, Pei Yuan ran for more than two hundred miles in one breath, and entered Luyin Mansion directly from Yuning.

    Yong'an and Luyin are still separated by a mansion.

    Pu Hong didn't hide anything, and said with a smile: "This poor monk is invited by the Sword Casting Villa to participate in the sword tasting meeting."

    "Casting Sword Villa?"

    Pei Yuan frowned, this was another force he had dealt with before.

    Moreover, Zhujian Mountain Villa is located in Baibing Mansion, Yongtong Prefecture, which happens to be the address that Mo Shaoming reported before he died. He became a little interested, and Pei Yuan asked, "I don't know what is the meaning of this sword meeting? I hope the master can explain it."  .¡±

    Puhong looked at him in surprise: "This matter has been spread all over Wenqiu, but Mr. Xiao didn't know?"

    Pei Yuan smiled and shook his head.

    Puhong then explained.

    The inheritance of Zhujian Villa is a very long story.

    Thousands of years ago, a top swordsman appeared in the world, named She Erzi. This person was so skilled in swordsmanship that he swept the world, and almost became the number one swordsman in the world at that time.

    The reason for saying 'almost' is because at the peak of She Erzi's peak, he met an unprecedented rival.

    The two fought for a day and a night, both sides were exhausted, but at the last moment, the other side cut off She Erzi's long sword with a single sword.

    Looking at Broken Sword, She Erzi tasted a defeat he had never experienced in his life.

    She Erzi was not reconciled, he thought that the reason why he was defeated was not because of inferior sword skills, but because of inferior weapons.

    So make an appointment with that formidable foe, and fight him again when he finds a worthy sword.

    It's a pity that She Erzi searched all over the world, but found nothing, so he had to teach himself the art of sword casting.

    He is indeed a wizard, and he easily reached the peak of sword casting.

    But on the day of old age and death, he stillHe failed to forge a sword that satisfied him, and failed to fulfill the contract with that formidable enemy, so he died regretfully.

    She Erzi has accepted three major disciples in his life, and these three people are more famous than him.

    His eldest disciple, Gongsun Wang, founded Jianmen, one of the three major sword sects.

    The second disciple, Kuai Feiguang, fell into the way of the devil for unknown reasons, and established one of the six branches of the devil sect, the foundation of the Seven Killing Sect.

    Wu Taiping, the third disciple, inherited She Erzi's sword-casting technique and established the Sword-Casting Villa, which has stood firm for thousands of years.

    Before the change of heaven, Zhujian Villa had a very high reputation in the martial arts world. The owner of the villa could even sit on an equal footing with the head of the world's first-class sects. After all, everyone in the world hopes to have a good weapon by their side. Of course, we must give him some face.  .

    But after the sky changed, everything changed.

    The level of force has skyrocketed. The so-called sharp weapons of the past can smash the masters of the present with a single blow.

    The past glory of Zhujian Villa will naturally disappear.

    ? Inherited for thousands of years, Zhujian Villa is not willing to end here. For 30 years, it has been trying to smelt various spiritual fragments to forge a real "spiritual soldier", so as to become bigger and stronger and create greater glories.

    And, they seem to be close to reaching their goal.

    In fact, all forces are quite troubled by those spiritual fragments. It is a pity to throw them away. It is useless to hold them, so they can only be left in the treasure house to eat ashes.

    But if Zhujian Villa can smelt and recast it, it will definitely be a major event that will shake the entire world, let alone a Wenqiu country, those real top forces will be tempted.

    A complete 'spiritual soldier' ??is too rare!

    Originally, Zhujian Villa also wanted to keep it secret, but somehow leaked the news. In desperation, they could only send posts to various forces, inviting them to come and taste the sword!

    Fortunately, the current news is still limited to Wenqiu, and there are not many people who really believe that Jianjian Villa can smelt spiritual fragments, otherwise the sensation will be more than ten times worse.

    Even if it is Wunian Temple, they don't really believe it.

    "Smelting spiritual fragments?" Pei Yuan looked thoughtful.

    To be able to accomplish this, to be honest, it depends not on the skill of swordsmithing, but more on cultivation. Pei Yuan has already reached the stage of rebirth, but even if he asks himself, a full-strength blow can't do anything to a single piece of spiritual fragments.

    Casting Sword Villa dared to speak out and recast the "Spiritual Soldiers". Could it be that they are masters above Xuantai?

    However, how many steps beyond the Xuantai can one smelt spiritual fragments by oneself?

    Pei Yuan also doesn't think there are masters above Xuantai in Zhujian Villa. There is really such a person, so there is no need to be so low-key?

    That is another means.

    Pei Yuan's thoughts fluttered, and he thought to himself: "Could it be a strange art ?
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