Yanshi ancient sword

Squeak.

The half-covered carved window was pulled open, and a pale green figure like smoke jumped in from the howling night wind.

Against the moonlight, Le Wuyi saw the man clearly.

Carrying a big burden, the tall and thin old man in black robe has a pale and thin face under the brown messy hair. The sunken cheeks are carved with the wind and frost of the years, but the amber eyes are shining in the endless darkness. Shiny in the middle.

This is a pair of deja vu eyes, with inexplicable familiarity.

Le Wuyi was slightly suffocated for breathing, and his long eyebrows were raised slightly, but there was no surprise on his handsome face.

The old man threw aside the huge burden on his body lightly, then his deep and bright eyes met Le Wuyi's inquiring pupils, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you really Le Wuyi?"

Meowing, it was such an inexplicable opening remark.Le Wuyi stared depressedly at the old man in front of him, wanting to tell the latter that he had no interest in impersonating others.At this moment, he was still holding the Han lightsaber in his hand. If he hadn't seen the other party's age, he wouldn't have known whether he should slash at this inexplicable unexpected visitor.How can a guest who enters someone else's home and keeps asking about the identity of the host be treated.

Of course, he didn't do it.The person in front of him is not only old, he deserves to carry forward the traditional virtues of respecting the old and caring for the young, but most importantly, he seems to be a Yanshi.

Yanshi, that is the noble status that Mr. Le dreamed of!

"I am Le Wuyi, this is my home." Mr. Le's voice is calm, but his heart is surging.Yanshi, Yanshi, Yanshi, could there really be a legendary Yanshi who fell into my house?

"Le Wuyi, Le Wuyi!" The old man's slightly shrill voice, his tall and thin body trembling violently, suddenly sneered, "In this world, there is no Xia Yize, how can there be Le Wuyi?" , his palm lightly waved, and with a sound of "Bo", an apricot-yellow flame rose from the candlestick beside Le Wuyi.The candlelight was faint and faint, reflecting the blue-robed young man's long body and jade-like eyebrows, his eyes as clear as amber shone brightly in the candlelight, like ice.

"Xia Yize?" Hearing this name suddenly, Le Wuyi's heart trembled, as if there was a light string plucked, but he didn't have the slightest memory after thinking about it carefully.

"Xia Yize, who is it?"

The young man frowned, his eyes turned to the small case with the jade on it.Under the apricot-yellow candlelight, the blue remnant jade is crystal clear and moist.Following his gaze, the old man's gaze also turned to the remnant jade on the small case, and there was a faint turbulence of strange color in his deep eyes, obliterating.

"I've been looking for it for many years, but some things are in the sky and on the ground, and I can't find them anymore."

The old man sighed, his eyes slowly moved around the room, he looked at the piles of armor materials one by one, and finally stopped in a small corner of the room.Many bamboo dragonflies are carefully piled up there, big and small, of different materials, all of which are bamboo dragonflies.

"I'm a Yanshi." Le Wuyi said shyly with a hot face, "But I can only do this. I always thought I should be able to make a lot of things, but in the end I only made this." As he said, he carried He turned his head and stared at the old man in front of him, his crystal eyes sparkled, "Senior is also a Yanshi, right?"

The old man didn't answer, and went straight to the material box at the side, seemingly picking out a piece of Jinling Yunxiao wood at random.Silently pinching the wooden block, after a while, a speck of flowing gold suddenly lit up from the old man's thin and slender fingertips. Suddenly, more than a dozen flickering and moving, the golden light surged, and gradually converged into a golden light as bright as the day, directly covering him. The whole person is completely swallowed.In the blink of an eye, it seems that there is only this surging golden light left in the world!

Le Wuyi stands silently.

In the sharp eyes of the young man, the old man no longer had the stooped appearance in the daytime, and his tall and thin back stood upright amidst thousands of surging golden lights, like a god.

The big hand holding the light cluster closed and stretched, and the countless bright rays of light gradually converged, gradually converged, and gradually disappeared...Suddenly, a clear bird song sounded, and a palm-sized golden bird stood proudly in the palm of the old man .It looks left and right from time to time, and the golden light shines out from the pair of bird eyes, and the light seems to be able to split the space.

"This is... a creation?" Le Wuyi was shocked and petrified on the spot.

Meow meow, everyone is Yanshi, I make bamboo dragonflies, others make birds, and so on, what seems wrong?

"It's just a trail." The old man raised his arms, and the bird in his palm fluttered its wings. It flew around the room several times and landed on Le Wuyi's shoulder. His golden eyes looked at him curiously.The boy stretched out a slender finger and gently fiddled with the soft feathers of the golden bird. The bird rubbed its beak against his white fingertips, looking extremely happy to enjoy it.

"Senior, is this bird also Yanshu?" Le Wuyi was surprised.

"It's just a plaything that combines soul power and materials." As he said, the old man picked up another moon rhinoceros stone and two pieces of mist glass. His ten fingers seemed to be gently twisted together, and a moment later a snow-white bird vibrated The wings flew up, dragging their long feathers, and sang a strange and moving song around the two of them.

The old man did not stop, and picked up pieces of materials with precision. His big skinny hands were full of magical power. In just one hour, there was already a talking mirror in the room. Three little dancing figures, Twelve blue crystal balls suspended in the air, a large field of flowers that emit pleasant bells, and a treasure chest that seems to be endless...

Le Wuyi looked at all this dazzledly. Those chaotic and wonderful objects were like a feather veil in a dream, layer upon layer, brilliant and transparent, which made him indulge in it unconsciously.

Yanshi, is this the true power of Yanshi?

After an unknown amount of time, the old man's faint voice came from his ear: "Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Le Wuyi frowned and said loudly, "Is this really Yanshu? Senior, you are amazing!"

"Yanshu..." The old man put down the materials in his hand, his tall body hunched down in an instant, and said slowly, "Yes, Yanshu. It's a pity that there is no soul stone, and you can't get life. In the final analysis, they are still dead things."

"Soul stone?" Le Wuyi was curious.

"I once used Binghuang wood and Baishuixin as the main materials to make a Yanjia, which has exactly the same appearance as a living person, but unfortunately..."

"A Yanjia who is like a living person? What does the senior mean, can the soul stone turn Yanjia into a real person?"

"..." The old man sighed softly, nodded, then shook his head lightly, "It's still different after all."

"Then the highest state of Yanshu is to create real life?" Le Wuyi looked yearning.

"No!" The old man said categorically: "No, the meaning of Yanshu's existence has never been to create so-called life, let alone make these fancy but flashy things." The old man was a little irritated in the room There was a burst of random shooting on those exquisite birds, flowers and other objects.Following his seemingly crazy movements, the Yanjia, which was still beautiful just now, extinguished their brilliance one by one, losing their original agility.

Even if the brilliance is as magical as magic, it is nothing but a dead thing after all.

"Yanjia doesn't need a sensational appearance, let alone overwhelming power." The old man sighed softly, "Le Wuyi, you said you are a Yanshi, so what kind of Yanjia do you want to create?"

"Me?" Le Wuyi pouted, scratched his already somewhat messy brown hair, and said softly after a while, "I don't know, I just think that we should make the kind of mobile phone that can make everyone's life easier and more convenient." A." As he spoke, his cheeks as white as marble blushed slightly, "But I don't know anything..."

"Yes, to help everyone." The old man stared at him, his eyes seemed a little misty.

Le Wuyi felt that he was looking at her, but he didn't seem to be.Although being stared at by a dreamlike and powerful Yanshi feels a little uncomfortable, Le Wuyi feels that he likes to be looked at by him. Even such obscure eyes make his whole body full of excitement.

Meowing, I really have no resistance to this glorious industry in Yanshi.

"I'm also a Yanshi, I know, one day I will become a great Yanshi who reaches heaven and earth!" Le Wuyi said, secretly glanced at the pile of bamboo dragonflies in the corner, and slipped a step under his feet, hoping to use his own Yingwei's figure and extraordinary conversation completely attracted the attention of the old man, so don't see that pile of things.Sure enough, his magnificence attracted all the eyes of the old man without any surprise, and he stuck tightly to his tall and handsome body without wasting a single bit. "I want to become a master of Yanshu, and use Yanshu to help more people, so that everyone can live a safe and happy life." With the apprehension of being censored by idols, the young man puffed out his chest and abdomen, with a straight face announcement.

Yanshi, the person standing in front of him is a rare real Yanshi!Be good, be good, be sure to be good.

"Protect the important ones, and keep everyone safe and happy..." He didn't seem to notice Le Wuyi's "Idol look at me, look at me, look at me carefully" written all over his body. Some people have said, if there is no battle, why do you need a sword? If there is no war, why do you need horses and horses? If there is no inhumanity, why do you need to call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers? Whether it is a swordsmith or Yanshi, if you want to truly shine, Only when the world is overturned and the sea is flowing...I thought I understood, but in the end..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he suddenly saw a flash of cold light in front of his eyes, and was suddenly thrown down by a force. He only heard a "swoosh!" in his ear, and a black short-feathered arrow had already brushed his cheek, and was nailed to the side. Beams!

"Be careful."

The youthful voice sounded above his head.

The old man raised his eyes, only to see his clothes fluttering, and the young man holding the Han lightsaber leaped out of the open window like lightning.

Outside the window, a crescent moon floats faintly in the clear blue sky.

There was a boy with brown hair pointing his sword at the ground, his clothes fluttering, and he melted into the night with thin moon, flowers and lush trees.

Several indistinct black shadows hung in front of him like clouds like flying rings.

Le Wuyi raised his eyebrows, turned sideways suddenly, and the Han light in his hand pierced into a cluster of flowers and trees on the right in an instant.

"boom!"

The flower tree burst, and the white petals mixed with countless broken leaves and branches rushed away.Among the flying flowers and chaotic leaves, a blurry figure tumbled out, the figure folded in mid-air, and fled behind Le Wuyi.Le Wuyi made a wrong step, turned around, and suddenly jumped like an arrow, piercing through the looming figure with a sassy sword, nailing him to the trunk of an old sycamore tree behind him.In the night, there seemed to be a scream, and in a blink of an eye, it was accompanied by the pierced figure, scattered into soot, and it turned out to be insubstantial.

Le Wuyi drew his sword, and suddenly felt the wind rustle behind his head, four cold and fierce dark lights criss-crossed and slashed towards him like lightning.Han Guang flickered, pointing at the blade, the clear light curled up angrily, and the air waves swirled violently, immediately blasting the four dark lights away.At the same time, a pitch-black figure soared into the sky, striding towards the sky, with a cold blade in his hand, the sword light was like lightning, several feet away, and arrived in an instant!

There is no expression on the calm face, Le Wuyi's amber eyes are as cold as ice under the moonlight, and the sword blade in his hand exudes icy true energy. His cheeks and hair are all blue.call out!Han Guang suddenly looked straight at the figure in the night sky with a shocking momentum.

There was a loud "clang", the air was cold, and the figure in midair flew out backwards, Le Wuyi's body shook violently, and he took a step back.The ferocious air waves flew away in all directions, and the flowers, branches and shrubs all around burst into pieces and flew up, exploding smoke, dust and ice debris, splashing down the sky and the ground.

The figure in the air had just retreated, and four figures appeared in the moonlight, with sharp blades in their hands like a glacier rewinding, stabbing at Le Wuyi one after the other!