"Grandma, what are you laughing at?" Wen Renxuege asked curiously, still looking innocent.
At this time.
The second pavilion master came over.
He stared at Xu Yuan with a strange expression, "All of this is really God's will. Your living sacrifice soldiers... have a solution!"
Xu Yuan immediately thought of Wen Renxue Ge, "Is it because of... her?"
The second pavilion master nodded and did not deny it.
When Wen Renxue Ge heard this, he became a little excited, "Really? Grandpa, can I help Brother Xu solve this problem?"
The Second Pavilion Master looked at Old Man Tiangong aside, who nodded.
The second pavilion master then said, "Yes, you can!"
Xu Yuan did not show any joy, he always felt that things here were not simple.
"Second Pavilion Master, please tell me all this, otherwise, I will not let Xue Ge put himself in danger!" Xu Yuan said solemnly.
Wen Renxue Ge muttered, "Brother Xu, as long as I can help you, I will..."
"Crack!"
Xu Yuan gave her a slap in the face unceremoniously, causing Wen Renxuege to pout her mouth and cover her forehead pitifully.
"Shut up, you have no place to speak here!" Xu Yuan said.
Wen Renxue Ge pursed his lips and said, "Brother Xu, please stop being mean to me. I will never talk nonsense again!"
The Second Pavilion Master said, "Xiaoyou Xu, do you still remember what I said before, that in thousands of years of history, there have been three instances of living sacrifices to soldiers?"
Xu Yuan nodded, "The first two times, there was a river of blood, but the third time, you didn't say..."
The Second Pavilion Master nodded, "Okay, let me tell you a story!"
"Once... or a long time ago, in a small village, there lived a blacksmith. The old blacksmith made a living by making iron all his life. His blacksmithing skills were superb. Through his hands, whether it was farm tools or weapons, they were all...
It seems that there is a special magic power. Compared with those made by ordinary blacksmiths, farm tools are stronger and more durable, and weapons are sharper..."
"Soon, a war broke out where the old man was, and the enemy's soldiers, even our own soldiers, took turns looting this poor mountain village!"
"From the beginning, there were hundreds of people in the small mountain village. After half a year, there are only more than a hundred old, weak, sick and disabled people left. If this continues, and after a few more lootings, this poor small mountain village will disappear forever!"
"The old blacksmith thought for a night and decided not to wait for death. He dug out the cellar, took out the remaining iron ore, and made weapons overnight!"
"You know, during the war years, whether it was privately hoarding iron ore or secretly forging weapons, it was a capital crime. But if they don't do this, they will still die!"
"The old blacksmith spent half a month to build a batch of strong and durable weapons and distributed them to those in the village who could still stand. He also arranged a large number of traps. Around the village, he mobilized all the villagers to start
Defend yourself and resist aggression!"
"In just three years of war, the old blacksmith led the villagers to fend off wave after wave of military disasters. During these war-torn years, the small village became the only pure land. Until the end of the war, the people in the small village
People still dare not relax, so they take the old blacksmith as the leader and let him be the village chief to lead the whole village to become stronger!"
"The old blacksmith agreed, and he began to study the technology painstakingly. In his later years, he accidentally got a piece of black iron from heaven, and the old blacksmith made it into an axe. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it!"
"But the good times did not last long. The old blacksmith was getting older and his body was getting weaker and weaker. Finally, late one night, under heavy rain, the old blacksmith suddenly passed away while holding his favorite ax in his arms!"
"Afterwards, the old blacksmith's daughter took over the old blacksmith's position and continued to lead the small village to become stronger. At that time, the village's development was already very strong, and it was the most powerful village in the area. There was no one, even in the state at that time.
The prefectural and county governments all keep a respectful distance from the village!"
"But war soon broke out again, and the country where the small village was located was destroyed by two neighboring countries."
"Afterwards, people from those two countries learned about the weapons produced here, and they all wanted to occupy the small village and produce weapons for themselves!"
"Led by the old blacksmith's daughter, the people in the village resisted, but unfortunately, a small village was weak after all, and lost to the two sides fighting for it. The villagers were killed, and the old blacksmith's daughter also left behind her father.
The ax made of black iron from the sky killed countless enemy soldiers, and the blood dyed the ax red... Finally, late one night, the black iron ax emitted a scarlet and strange light!"
"It turned out that the ax was a living sacrifice to the soldier. Before his death, the old blacksmith sacrificed his soul to the soldier soul in the axe. After that, he slept in the ax until the old blacksmith's daughter, in order to protect the villagers,
, kill countless invading enemy troops with this axe, drink enough blood, and let the soul of the old blacksmith inside be reborn with the soul of the soldier!"
"Unfortunately, the old blacksmith became a living sacrifice soldier and had already lost his mind. After his resurrection, the first thing he did was to kill the second owner of his axe, his daughter..."
"At that time, the old blacksmith's daughter was surrounded by thousands of enemy troops from both countries and had no way to escape. Just because she was the old blacksmith's daughter and possessed the old blacksmith's secret casting skills, only by capturing her could we
Improve weapons!”
"Just when the two sides were about to fight, the living sacrifice soldiers revived... The old blacksmith's daughter was split open in the chest by an axe, and she also felt her father's breath in the axe!"
"She didn't resist, and just let the ax swallow her blood, still muttering to herself, 'Father, is it you? I'm sorry, I failed to complete your instructions and protect the small village and its people.
They're all dead...'"
"The ax suddenly trembled as if it was sensing something. At this time, the girl's heart blood surged out, and the hot blood covered the black ax. For a moment, the ax was covered with brilliant light. In a trance,
It seems that an old figure can be seen emerging from the ax..."
"Later, according to the survivors' description, the blood-stained ax was like the most terrifying death sickle. Thousands of soldiers from the two countries were harvested like weeds. In just an hour, the mountains and fields were harvested like weeds.
, the land has been stained red with blood, and there are corpses everywhere."
"Survivors are rare... In the end, the little girl didn't die, she took the ax away!"
When the second pavilion master said this, his words stopped abruptly.
Xu Yuan and Wen Renxuege looked at Old Man Tiangong almost subconsciously.
"Yes, the old blacksmith in the story is the first generation ancestor of our Tiangong Pavilion, and the grand master of the pavilion is his daughter... This is why, throughout the ages, our grand master is only called
The reason is Old Man Tiangong, because the Grand Pavilion Master has never passed away!"
Xu Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear, and Wen Renxue Ge even said, "If you put it like that, wouldn't the old lady be already... thousands of years old?"
Old Man Tiangong smiled and said, "He is just a living dead. After my father became a living sacrifice soldier, his last wisdom was awakened by my blood, so he killed the soldiers who massacred the village and avenged the villagers!"
"But after that, the blood in my heart dried up, I was dying, and my life was not long. In order to make up for the guilt of accidentally killing me, my father asked for the help of strange fire to refine his own soul, and then refined my soul into a soldier.
In the soul, the soldier's soul and I have entered into a strange symbiotic state. In other words, the soldier's soul is immortal, and my soul is immortal!"
Old Man Tiangong said, "So, it would be more appropriate for me to be called a ghost now..."
Xu Yuan was shocked.
It turns out that the ancestor of Tiangong Pavilion was one of the living sacrifice soldiers!
However, he did not expect that it would eventually be resolved in such a way.
Old Man Tiangong is the daughter of an old blacksmith, and his thoughts can awaken his father's wisdom.
He and Lu Bu were neither relatives nor friends, so even if he tried his best, it would be of no use.
"Actually, the reason why my painstaking efforts can awaken my father's wisdom is not because I am his daughter..." Old Man Tiangong said again.
Xu Yuan and Wen Renxue Ge were stunned.
"I was picked up by an old blacksmith from outside. I am not my biological child. My biological parents were a couple who escaped from famine. When they came to the small village, they could no longer hold on. In the end, they both starved to death. I sucked my mother's milk.
He survived with blood, and was later taken back by the old blacksmith..."
"The reason why my heart's blood can awaken the wisdom of living sacrifice soldiers is that after reading countless ancient books, I found out that my constitution is a Tiangong body. With this kind of constitution, I am born with close weapons. Whether it is a weapon refined by sacrifice,
Or upgrading weapons, there are great gains and benefits!"
At this point, the old man Tiangong changed the subject and stared at Wen Renxuege, "She can see the soldier soul ax that coexists with me on top of my head. That can only mean one thing. She is also a Tiangong body. Otherwise,
It’s impossible to see!”
Xu Yuan's face looked a little ugly.
But Wen Renxue Ge was excited. She looked at Old Man Tiangong and said, "Then...grandma, if you put it like that, can my painstaking efforts be able to awaken the previous owner of Brother Xu Fang Tian's painted halberd?"
His spiritual wisdom? As long as he has spiritual wisdom, wouldn’t he not kill innocent people indiscriminately and take Brother Xu’s life?”
Old Man Tiangong and the Second Pavilion Master nodded at the same time, "That's true!"
"Okay!" Wen Renxuege's eyes sparkled, and she looked at Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan wanted to speak, but she sealed Xu Yuan's mouth with two fingers.
"Don't be mean to me, I know what you are going to say, but Brother Xu, since I met you, I have never been able to do anything for you. Now let me do one thing for you!" Wen Renxue
Song.
"no!"
Xu Yuan simply refused, "This will kill you!"
Wen Renxue Ge's eyes were shining with tears. She pursed her lips and said, "Brother Xu, getting to know you makes this life worthwhile for me, Wen Renxue Ge. I don't regret dying for you. On the contrary, I still want to know you."
Will be very happy!"
"I'm not happy!" Xu Yuan shouted.
He grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd, turned around and walked out, saying with firm eyes, "Isn't it just Lu Bu? Even if he is resurrected, I can still kill him, and I can still neutralize the living sacrifice soldiers without your effort.
, it’s just Fang Tian’s painting of a halberd, what can you do to me?”
"ah!"
Xu Yuan shouted, jumped up, grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd and chopped it down hard.
The terrifying light raged, razing a hillside to the ground.
But when Xu Yuan waved Fang Tian's painted halberd in the air, both the second pavilion master, old man Tiangong, and even Wen Renxue Ge could clearly see it.
In the void, where Fang Tian waved his halberd, a majestic figure of a tall man wearing battle armor appeared.
Wen Renxue Ge is sure that the shadow is definitely not Xu Yuan.
The second pavilion master sighed, "The soul of the previous owner in this Fangtian Painted Halberd has already shown signs of recovery. It won't be long before this living sacrifice soldier recovers, and the blood will flow like a river by then!"
Xu Yuan's body fell.
"I will stop all of this and will not let this scene of blood flowing into a river happen. Otherwise, I will die together with Fang Tian Hua Ji, and I will never hurt innocent people!" Xu Yuan promised the second pavilion master.
After saying that, he turned around and left with Wen Renxue Ge.
But this time.
Old Man Tiangong suddenly said, "Actually... there may be another way to neutralize this living sacrifice soldier!"
Wen Renxue Ge looked overjoyed and hurriedly looked at Old Man Tiangong, "Grandma, is it true? Please tell me quickly, what is the solution?"
Old Man Tiangong stretched out his hand with a smile, took Wenren Xuuge's little hand, and asked her to sit next to him.
"Little girl, if there is a way to solve Xu Yuan's problem without costing you your life, but only causing you to lose ten years of freedom, would you be willing..."
"I do!" Wen Renxue Ge rushed, his head was like a chicken pecking at rice, "I do, grandma, please help Brother Xu, I can't bear to let him die..."
Xu Yuan also came over, "Grandma, what is the method you mentioned?"
Old Man Tiangong glanced at Xu Yuan and said with a smile, "You have found a good girlfriend!"
Then, she pulled Wen Renxue Ge towards the depths of the cave, and a faint voice came, "Second Pavilion Master, please bring in the Fangtian Painted Halberd!"
Xu Yuan was still a little worried.
The Second Pavilion Master said, "Don't worry, the First Pavilion Master never lies to others. If she says there is a way, then there must be a way!"
Wen Renxue Ge also looked at Xu Yuan, "Yes, Brother Xu, just believe me!"
Xu Yuan still handed over Fang Tian's painted halberd to the second pavilion master.
Three days flew by.
Xu Yuan sat outside the cave for three days.
On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes...
In the cave, Wenren Xuege trotted over.
She threw herself at Xu Yuan like a swallow, and suddenly her tears started to drip down like a flood.
"Grandma...is gone!" Wen Renxue Ge said while crying.
Xu Yuan didn't know what happened yet, so he could only comfort Wen Renxue Ge.
At this time.
The second pavilion master came out with Xu Yuan's Fangtian Painted Halberd.
"Second Pavilion Master, First Pavilion Master, she..." Xu Yuan asked.
The second pavilion master returned Fang Tian's painted halberd to Xu Yuan, "Xu Xiaoyou, this is the first pavilion master's own choice, you don't need to think too much!"
Xu Yuan also seemed to have guessed something. He looked at the tea table in the cave with a stern expression.
It seems that there is an old man over there, making tea. The aroma of the tea is intoxicating.
After Wenren Xuege's intermittent narration, Xu Yuan finally understood.
Old Man Tiangong used his own soul and the soul of the battle ax soldier as a millstone to wipe out the living soul of Lu Bu hidden in Fang Tian's painted halberd, leaving only the soul of Fang Tian's painted halberd.
And as a result, the old man Tiangong also lost his soul and disappeared since then.
Xu Yuan's heart trembled, he stood up and bowed deeply towards the cave.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this. The Grand Pavilion Master has lived for thousands of years and has already looked away. Now that he can resolve a major problem, he can be considered worthy of the reward!" said the Second Pavilion Master.
"However, Xiaoyou Xu, the move of the First Pavilion Master, although it wiped out Lu Bu's soul and made it impossible to revive, it also brought a problem to Fang Tian Hua Ji..." said the Second Pavilion Master.
"What's the problem?" Xu Yuan asked.
"From now on, no matter how high this Fangtian Painted Halberd is, the aura it emits from the outside will always be an ordinary magic weapon..." the Second Pavilion Master said, "Even if it is upgraded to a treasure weapon now,
In addition to its power as a treasure, its appearance and aura are all magic weapons!"
"In other words... the appearance and aura of this Fangtian Painted Halberd have been completely sealed and cannot be changed anymore. However, after normal upgrade, its power will not be affected by this..." said the Second Pavilion Master.
Xu Yuan grinned, "This is exactly what I want. If I carry a treasure weapon out, it would be too eye-catching. It is a magic weapon on the surface, but it has the power of a treasure weapon. It is exactly what I want!"
Just then.
The Second Pavilion Master suddenly knelt down on one knee and said to Wen Renxue Ge, "Okay, now that the matter has been successfully resolved, please Miss Wen Ren take over as the Grand Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion!"