The green front alone hangs in the sky for eternity.

This painting is exactly the same as the one Li Mo got. The brushstrokes, the picture, the artistic conception...even the shades of the ink are exactly the same, as if they were copied.

"Master Lu, where did this painting come from?"

"This is also passed down from our ancestors...just like Fengyu Tower..."

Lu Qiuniang came slowly and walked to Li Mo's side, her soft eyes also fell on the ancient painting.

"The elders in the family said that this painting was written by the sword fairy in white..."

Lu Qiuniang smiled lightly. This kind of ancient artifact that has neither inheritance nor seal, if we really want to talk about its history, we can say anything, it is not clear.

What's more, the handwriting of the sword fairy in white is more than ordinary. Compared with the names of the eight great demon fairies in the world, the painting in front of him seems ordinary.

You must know that for such beings, any stroke may contain peerless sword intent.

"The Sword Immortal in White... those are the eight great demon immortals in the world..." Li Mo remained calm and sighed softly.

"Three hundred years ago, the Sword Immortal in White came to my Fengyu Tower and sat down to discuss Taoism with Black Sword." Lu Qiuniang's beautiful eyes flashed with pride.

There are so many famous buildings in the world, how many of them can have demons and immortals come and climb them in person!?

"Then this is really the authentic work of the Sword Immortal in White!?" Li Mo questioned again.

Lu Qiuniang smiled awkwardly, but said: "Even if it is not an authentic work, it can still be regarded as it."

"Um!?"

Li Mo was stunned and didn't understand what he meant. What is true is true, and what is false is false. What does it mean to barely count it!?

"Master, have you ever heard of shadow bones?" Lu Qiuniang noticed Li Mo's question, changed the subject, and suddenly asked.

"Shadow Bone!?" Li Moruo had some realization.

The so-called shadow bone means the shadow bone.

In ancient times, when eminent monks and great virtues passed away and their bodies were burned, there must be spiritual bones and relics, which were regarded as holy objects and offered incense to show worship to believers so that their good roots would grow.

The shadow bone is born in response to the spirit bone, just like a shadow, it follows the body, never leaving the left and right. The two are exactly the same.

Shadow bones can not only hold incense in place of spiritual bones, but can also sacrifice themselves to protect spiritual bones when necessary.

This is the function of shadow bones.

However, the relationship between spiritual bones and shadow bones is not the relationship between the real body and the substitute, nor is there a simple truth or falsehood.

That body is this body, and this body is that body.

The so-called shadow bones are neither true nor true, neither false nor false. True and false are empty and mysterious, neither one nor different.

Therefore, there is a saying in Zen Buddhism: The shadows and bones are neither the same nor different, just like the reflection of three rivers in the moon.

"Is this... the 'Shadow Bone'!?" Li Mo looked slightly condensed and asked subconsciously.

"If the sword in this painting is real... maybe it is..." Lu Qiuniang smiled lightly, noncommittal.

The Shadow Bone method is widely used in weapon refining.

Especially when it comes to refining holy weapons, just to refine the top-grade spiritual weapons into [Holy Weapon Embryos], you don't know how many top-grade spiritual weapons will be refining and waste, and how much treasures and efforts will be spent.

Just like Gu Linyuan of the Gu family in Beiliang, it is said that he only scrapped seventeen top-quality spiritual weapons in order to refine his own [Holy Weapon Embryos]... As for other heavenly materials and earthly treasures, there are countless others.

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This is why the holy weapons are precious. Just polishing the rough embryos costs a lot of money, and only the Gu family of Beiliang has such a background.

Because of this, if some masters want to upgrade the magic weapon that has been with them all year round and attack the holy soldiers, they will create "shadow bones". In case of failure, they can sacrifice their "shadow bones" for protection.

However, it is extremely difficult to refine such a "shadow bone", and there are only a handful of people in the world who are proficient in this method.

Lu Qiuniang looked at the ancient painting in front of her and couldn't help but sigh. If the sword in this painting was real, she would really be willing to believe that it was left by the sword fairy in white, even if it was just a "shadow bone".

Unfortunately, it is just an ordinary ancient painting.

"Master Lu, I have a presumptuous request. I don't know whether to say it or not..." Li Mo said bravely.

"Young Master has taken a liking to this painting!?"

Lu Qiuniang was so thoughtful that she could see Li Mo's thoughts at a glance.

"Can you lend me your appreciation for two days?" Li Mo said with an embarrassed smile.

"Young master, if you like it, take it."

Lu Qiuniang was extremely generous and took down the ancient painting directly.

"This...this is so embarrassing..." Li Mo took it quickly.

"If the young master feels embarrassed... When he comes to be famous all over the world, then take out a personal item and leave it in my Fengyu Tower..." Lu Qiuniang said.

"Famous all over the world!? Mr. Lu thinks highly of me too much."

"Everything is possible in the future."

Lu Qiuniang smiled lightly and exchanged a few words with Li Mo.

Seeing that it was getting late, Li Mo pulled Gu Changan up and said goodbye. At this moment, he just wanted to go back and study the sword-shaped jade pendant given by Gu Qingyi.

"Have you given away all the paintings passed down from your ancestors?"

Gu Qingyi leaned against the window, looking at Li Mo's retreating figure on the street below, and couldn't help but understand.

"That painting is fake..."

"Fake!?"

"It's really the work of the sword fairy in white. How can my old man hang it here casually!?"

Lu Qiuniang looked at Gu Qingyi with a half-smile but not a smile: "But you...the dignified eldest daughter of the Gu family, who lives in seclusion, keeps her profile low, and doesn't even have a few close friends among her friends. How could you have such a heated fight with two stinky men today?"

"You are becoming more and more dissolute."

Gu Qingyi glanced sideways, let go of Lu Qiuniang's jade arms, and whispered softly: "They are not ordinary men, especially..."

"Li Mo!"

Lu Qiuniang said: "The descendant of the Black Sword...he is really the descendant of the Black Sword..."

Thinking of the strange scene in Fengyu Tower just now, the smile on Lu Qiuniang's face also faded a lot, and there was a solemn look in her charming eyes.

"Qingyi, even if I don't tell you about the grudge between your Gu family and Heijian, you know it. It's not good for you to be so close to him."

"It doesn't matter...after so many years, I see hope in him..."

"In the face of this hope, all clans, families, blood ties... can be cut off or abandoned..."

Gu Qingyi recalled the wonderful feeling of being in a foreign land just now, and countless flashes of light flashed in his mind, and the bottleneck that had been stagnant for many years was already showing signs of loosening.

"Although you are of noble birth and are the legitimate daughter of the Gu family, you are rebellious..."

Lu Qiuniang took a deep look at Gu Qingyi: "After the sword-making ceremony, the holy weapons were refined... In the next hundred years, the entire Gu family... and even the entire Beiliang may be Gu Linyuan's world..."

"You should know... how terrifying your brother's talent is."

Gu Linyuan is known as the pinnacle of the Gu family's bloodline in Beiliang. Naturally, there is no need to say more about his luck.

He has already cultivated [True Breath] at such a young age. There are only a handful of such achievements in the world, not to mention that the holy weapon he is going to create this time is extraordinary. Otherwise, the Beiliang Gu family would not hold the [Sword Forging Festival] with such great fanfare.

Add momentum to him.

"Gu Linyuan's world!?"

Gu Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, almost forming a thin line, and he subconsciously looked in the direction Li Moyuan was walking.

"If this man is still in Liangzhou, everything will change."

"How long have you known him? You think so highly of him!?"

Lu Qiuniang raised her eyebrows slightly and her expression became strange and incomprehensible. She had never seen Gu Qingyi like this before, as if she had been brainwashed.

"Didn't you just say...everything is possible in the future."

Gu Qingyi whispered softly, took one step, and turned into a sword light, piercing the air and leaving.

…

In the evening, Li Mo and Gu Changan returned to where they stayed, but they did not see Xie Pipa.

These days, she and Xia Chanming had a heated relationship and had frequent contacts.

As far as Li Mo knew, Xie Pipa and Xia Chanming had a very close relationship as early as when they returned to the ruins, and they often slept on the same couch.

Xie Pipa, in particular, takes great care of Xia Chanming and will stand up for her in everything.

Now, it is reasonable for the two of them to reunite and keep in touch day and night.

"Lao Gu, this time I took Gu Qingyi's route, and finally my trip was not in vain..."

Li Mo can be said to be extremely satisfied with today's harvest.

"Why do I feel that you have bad intentions... You are a little too enthusiastic about the Gu family's [Sword Making Festival]..."

Gu Changan had gradually adapted to Li Mo's rhythm and stared at him suspiciously.
To be continued...