False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

It took Shen Wu half a month, almost balding the small pomegranate tree, and grinding his hands into blisters, before he finished sharpening his sword, which was equally as ugly as Zhou Lian's.

But after using the branches for half a month, Shen Wu looked at the clown sword made by himself, only full of pride and love remained.

With a mentality that a father doesn't dislike his son's ugliness, he rubbed his sword in his arms, and finally Shen Wu remembered to ask Chang Wuzi:

"Master, why does every disciple of our sect have to sharpen a sword by himself?"

Chang Wuzi said: "Forging a sword is the first time for a disciple of this school to train their minds. The first sword in life was carved by myself. The changes in mood during this period can only be felt, not expressed in words."

Shen Wu then concentrating on it for a while, he felt that this was the case, but:

"But what if the disciples of this school have already learned swords before they started?"

Chang Wuzi was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Your senior brother also asked you this question a few years ago as a teacher."

Shen Wu thought of Zhou Lian's proud and cold aura exuded from his bones during the half month of getting along, as if he was born superior, but this kind of aloofness is not annoying, it just makes people have a kind of "beauty is on the side; feel ashamed of my appearance".

Even the hot and cold attitude seems to be taken for granted.

So when he heard that he had thought of going with Zhou Lian back then, Shen Wu was a little flattered, thinking, oh, really?

Chang Wuzi chuckled secretly, no matter how calm and self-restraining a child of this age is, it is inevitable that he will worship people who are good-looking and powerful, although they may not admit it themselves.He took the opportunity to change the subject and said: "After casting a sword, it is time to raise the sword."

Then he talked about the various methods of raising the sword with a righteous face, such as wiping it diligently, and putting it in the sun every day to absorb the essence of the sun.

Shen Wu listened carefully, although he did not believe that a wooden sword could absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, but maybe that pomegranate tree itself had something extraordinary?

Then he asked: "Why raise a sword?"

Chang Wuzi stood with his hands behind his back, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and looked at him seriously. That look was neither melancholy nor obscene, but contained a kind of distantness that penetrated the years. For a moment, it seemed that his back was not so hunched:

"Awu has been reading for half a month, do you know what is the most important thing for us cultivators?"

Shen Wu blurted out: "Taoism, Dharma couple, wealth and land?"

Chang Wuzi nodded, and asked again: "Awu thinks, which word does the sword in your hand correspond to?"

Shen Wu was taken aback, and pondered for a while: "Is it 'Tao'?" I heard that there are three thousand ways, and the way of swordsmanship is one of them that is highly respected.

In fact, the weapon should be the property in the hands of the cultivator, but Shen Wu always feels that although the master has not been very reliable since we met, there should be his deep meaning in asking this question, and he also... looks forward to seeing the master master side

But Changwuzi said, "It's a couple."

Shen Wu was stunned, and murmured: "Your partner?"

"Well," Chang Wuzi affirmed, "Most people who practice Taoism have weak relatives, but Taoist couples who are physically and mentally compatible are hard to come by. For many people, the weapons in their hands are their lifelong companions."

Shen Wu tried to imagine such a scene, but he didn't think of anything, only felt a little sad for no reason.

Chang Wuzi said again: "Isn't your lifelong partner worthy of your careful treatment?"

Shen Wu said: "Of course it's worth it."

The next day was a sunny day, after lunch, Shen Wu found a place in the yard where Zhou Lian would not be hindered and where the sun could shine, he laid a piece of paper, and put the sword down.

Zhou Lian watched coldly, he didn't want to talk to this little idiot, but he had nothing to do.He has loved being clean all these years, but people are always like this, when they are too clean, they want to have fun.He was like this at the moment, he didn't want to do anything else, he just wanted to talk to someone.Of course the master couldn't do it, and he didn't want to say anything to the master's worried face.Other than that, there is only a wooden man and this short lump left.

When Xiaotuanjin is not talking, his appearance is passable.

He thought absently, and decided to perform his duty of caring for his junior.

He walked slowly over, stopped behind Shen Wu, didn't make a sound, just watched, expressing his love with his eyes.

After Shen Wu finished his busy work, he turned around and saw him suddenly, he was startled, but he was treated hot and cold by Zhou Lian for half a month, and now he is a bit used to it, knowing that his "cold period" has passed at this moment , soon calmed down, said:

"Brother."

Zhou Lian clasped his hands behind his back, said "hmm", and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shen Wu replied: "Keeping a sword." After speaking, he felt that his senior brother asked seven words but he only answered two words, which was a bit cold, so he asked politely, "Why have you never seen senior brother raising a sword?"

"Keeping a sword?" Zhou Lian repeated these two words, and said in a low voice, "My sword won't get moldy, so why should I keep a sword?"

Shen Wu was confused when he heard it: "Moldy?" Why is it related to moldy again? What does it have to do with moldy?

"Well," Zhou Lian became a little impatient when he saw his dazed look, but he suppressed his temper and explained, "Your sword is made of wood, and if it is not exposed to the sun to dehydrate, it will become moldy."

Shen Wu instantly felt a sense of disillusionment: "Master said he wanted to absorb the essence of the sun."

The little boy looked on the verge of falling, and Zhou Lian felt a sense of satisfaction similar to having his wish come true when he saw it for some reason, adding to the patience that he had almost no at birth, and pointed out:

"Do you think that pomegranate tree is a sacred tree? It also 'absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon', even if you pour water on it, it can't absorb it. Don't say it's not a sacred tree, that is, the branches are dead things without the body, and can absorb everything I can’t.”—It’s doable to absorb some water vapor and become unlucky.

Shen Wu had no choice but to accept the fact that "I was deceived again", and almost couldn't find Bei under the shock. After recalling Zhou Lian's words just now, he picked a non-point question out of his wits:

"Eldest brother, how do you know that tree is not a sacred tree?"

He is even more serious!

It's not a good feeling to be doubted by a little kid, even though Zhou Lian doesn't care about his trust, he still feels uncomfortable.After letting Shen Wu dry for a while, he held an invisible shelf and wrote lightly:

"Oh, I planted that tree."

Shen Wu: "Huh?" He understood why the tree looked like a consumption ghost.

Zhou Lian said indifferently: "Yes."

After a few words, the scene turned cold, Shen Wu didn't know how to answer the conversation—mainly because he didn't have anything to say to this senior brother, so he gave a dry "Oh" and stared at Zhou Lian.

Zhou Lian also knew that it was time to leave after talking here. He didn't see the advantages of this little thing other than appearance, and he couldn't even pick up the conversation. He was so slow, he didn't look like he had the qualifications to cultivate immortals.And even in terms of appearance, he is not very good-looking - who knows if he will become disabled in the future.

I don't know why Master brought him back.

Zhou Lian was picky in his heart, so he wanted to turn around and leave, but he saw that little brat was still looking at him eagerly, hesitant to speak, and didn't even blink his eyes.He was a little embarrassed at once, he couldn't move anymore, he stood face to face with Shen Wu, and decided to give the junior brother a chance.

However, Shen Wu kept silent.

Zhou Lian secretly thought it was bad luck, thinking that the little junior brother was as awkward as a clam, and he would not speak until someone pried his mouth open, and he would never do such a thing, so he walked away with a cold face.

Shen Wu breathed a sigh of relief behind him, thinking to himself, it's time to leave.

He stared back at his sword for a while, but in the end he didn't take it back, turned around and entered the house.

Although Shen Wu deeply regretted that he was fooled by Chang Wuzi into this "First Immortal Gate" when he was not firm at the beginning, but it was a done deal.He also had no choice but to persuade himself to calm down and learn the town-style swordsmanship from Changwuzi every day.

It's just that even if he explained it to himself again and again, after his illusions were shattered, he would inevitably still be languid for a few days.

Again and again, but his master took so much money from their family, but he didn't seem to have a word of truth to him.

Chang Wuzi went in without knowing it, thinking that he was not used to the hot weather, and thoughtfully extended the time for lunch break, telling the disciples to avoid the hottest time of the sun.

Shen Wu is not a wooden man, feeling his thoughtfulness, his mood is very complicated.Annoyed that he always lied to himself without knowing the truth, and because of the face-to-face day and night in the past half month, there was a bit of real master-student friendship, and he was unwilling to vent his anger on him.So he had no choice but to be bored and bury his head in reading and practicing sword.

Chang Wuzi is very deceptive in teaching his apprentices to practice, but in his daily life, he is very good at observing words and expressions. He is simply considerate and considerate.Seeing that the little apprentices were depressed for several days in a row, although he didn't have the self-knowledge that all this was due to him, he also realized that the weather was not the reason, so he picked a not-so-hot afternoon and took a pair of apprentices to the street.

He went to the street, but he didn't accompany them, so he untied his purse, counted the money in it, took out five taels and gave it to Zhou Lian, and said, "Master has something else to do, so I'll go back first, and you can spend more time with your junior brother, If you want to eat or play, buy it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a while, then took out five taels from his purse, thought about putting back three taels, put the remaining two taels in Shen Wu's palm, and said:

"If your senior brother refuses to buy it for you, Ah Wu will buy it himself, okay?"

Zhou Lian couldn't see his picky behavior very much, and was dissatisfied with his behavior of speaking ill in front of his face, so he frowned openly and snorted from his nose to show his disdain, Drag Shen Wu and leave.

Shen Wu clenched the silver in his hand, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Zhou Lian considers himself an adult, and he has some resistance to what children love to watch and eat, but he shoulders the task of looking after children, so he has no choice but to hold his nose and lead Shen Wu around, to the hawker who sells candied haws, Pointing to the candied haws on top, he asked:

"Either?"

Turning to the small stall selling sugar paintings, there are also two short words:

"Either?"

I'm afraid that others will not hear that he is perfunctory.