Chapter 87 Daozu’s natal spiritual weapon
The moon and stars are few and far between, and the black magpie flies south.
Outside the bamboo house, Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang sat opposite each other and ate.
He is like a regular customer who appreciates his reputation, and has a very good appetite like a rice bucket.
The two of them talked about what happened in Zangling Mountain today as if they were chatting with each other.
Chu Huaixu listened to Han Shuangjiang's story and understood that she had struggled several times along the way up the mountain.
There are quite a lot of weapon spirits who chose her along the way.
Among them, there are many high-grade spiritual weapons and super-grade spiritual weapons.
Unlike Chu Huaixu, apart from the sword spirit, only the jade pendant related to body refining extended an olive branch to him.
But he acted like a scumbag and asked him to calm down. As a result, when he went up the mountain for the second time, he didn't even look at her.
There is no way, he no longer has the right to choose a spiritual weapon. One person can only take one, which will only make him more uncomfortable.
"It's okay, [Partridge Sky] is the best for you." Chu Huaixu said as he put rice into his mouth.
Han Shuangjiang nodded, she naturally recognized this.
But she couldn't help but ask: "When you first went up the mountain, it also chose you, right?"
Chu Huaixu said calmly while picking up food for himself: "You know what you're asking!"
He quickly added something, and he didn't know if he was trying to comfort her:
“Don’t take it too seriously. Among all the spiritual swords in the mountain, which sword spirit didn’t choose me?”
The big ice cube nodded. Although he still felt a little weird in his heart, it was hard to say anything.
Now that [Partridge Sky] has recognized her master, she and Sword Spirit only feel close to each other, and they don’t want to get entangled in such "minutiae" anymore.
What else can she do?
—Of course, forgive it.
At this moment, the cold-faced girl asked: "Are you holding Daozu's scabbard?"
"Hmm." Chu Huaixu nodded.
He did not mention the black beads to her because it was not in line with the rules of Zangling Mountain.
He had already thought about it, and the spiritual weapon on the surface was the scabbard.
"What's its name?" Big Ice Cube was very curious.
"It seems like there is no name?" Chu Huaixu was a little unsure.
Like Han Shuangjiang’s [Partridge Sky], the sword has words engraved on it.
This wooden scabbard only has some simple simple lines and no engravings.
Including when Li Chunsong told him the story about the scabbard, he did not mention its name.
"This scabbard was originally a set with a wooden sword. It is the standard sword of the gentleman's concept. I guess it may be called the gentleman's sword?" Chu Huaixu said this, also making a wild guess.
“So, maybe it’s called the Gentleman’s Sheath?” He had a smile on his face.
However, he doesn't like the words "Junzijian" very much.
It reminds him of Yue Buqun in "The Swordsman".
Hence, he was just beeping blindly. He suspected that there was no name at all. Otherwise, the Taoist sect should not have no records.
This made him suddenly think: "It seems that Daozu is too lazy to give a name?"
The technique he practiced also had no name, but later generations respectfully called it "Dao Canon".
The scabbard he always carried with him had no name, so when later generations told it, they could only call it a scabbard.
Even the bronze sword that he suppressed on the mountain actually has no name.
Everyone habitually calls it [Daozu Sword].
He picked up a piece of meat for himself, and after taking a big mouthful of rice, he subconsciously poked the rice twice with his chopsticks.
"Big ice cube, you say. Although this scabbard is a relic of the Taoist ancestors, I am now its new owner. It's not too much to give it a name. It shouldn't be too much, right?" He asked Han Shuangjiang.
"How should I answer you?" The cold-faced girl had a frosty look on her face and was determined not to take the blame.
You can name it if you want, and ask me for advice on what to do!
How do I know this?
Chu Huaixu smiled slightly when he heard this, and his eyes rested on the [Partridge Sky] placed on the table.
他自顾自地继续说着：「道门的很多灵器，都是用词牌名来命名的。」
「因为道祖那十位真传弟子，他们的本命法宝皆It is named in this format. It seems that the name was randomly turned over by Daozu in the book. "
"Then my scabbard originally belonged to Daozu, so why not name it with the name of the word brand." Chu Huaixu thinks this makes sense.
Han Shuangjiang listened to this, she looked at him silently, waiting for him to say his name.
Chu Huaixu put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked in the direction of Zangling Mountain.
"Today, the sword on the mountain caused such a big disturbance."
"From now on, let's call it [Ding Fengbo]." He meant something.
After the meal, Han Shuangxiang went to wash the dishes.
Chu Huaixu returned to the bamboo house and stood in front of Xu Ziqing's room, feeling a little distressed.
—He no longer has a clean robe to wear!
Previously, he hung all the dirty clothes at the boy's door. When he came back and saw them, he would wash them.
It's okay now. The one he's wearing is really dirty. He only has one clean inner shirt left. Tomorrow, he can only choose the least dirty one among the dirty outer clothes.
"If the sect master and the elders don't come to look for me tomorrow, then I will go to Hantan to see him."
"How can I keep practicing? Occasionally I have to come out to breathe and wash my senior brother's clothes before going back."
"You are young and you are not sensible!" He decided to scold him severely tomorrow.
After returning to his room, Chu Huaixu sat down on the futon and took out [Ding Fengbo] from the storage token.
The natal spiritual weapon of many practitioners is a bit like Pikachu in "Pokemon".
Other Pokémon are willing to stay in the Pokémon Ball, except Pikachu who refuses to enter the Pokémon Ball.
The natal spiritual weapon is often like this.
Most of the other magic weapons only contain spirituality, but the natal spiritual weapon is warmed and nurtured into a mature weapon spirit.
With wisdom, there will naturally be more pressing matters.
At this moment, Chu Huaixu's big hand slowly caressed the scabbard made of black wood.
When his palm touched the black bead, he felt as if the spiritual power in his body was being pulled again.
"The scabbard is a super-grade spiritual weapon, but this bead can't tell anything."
"Even if you throw an [Information Detection] over it, the feedback given by the system will be a series of question marks." He thought to himself.
In fact, it was not a bad idea for him to drip blood on the scabbard to identify its owner and make it his own.
After all, it is a super-grade spiritual weapon, and its grade is already high enough.
When he played "Borrowing Sword", he had never owned a magic weapon of this level.
In the entire Xuanhuang world, spiritual weapons of this level are rare items. The number of super-grade spiritual weapons in the hands of Dongzhou players is only in the single digits.
"But, this bead is a bit too magical." Chu Huaixu thought to himself.
In his opinion, it was the bead that chose him, not the scabbard.
【Ding Fengbo】It was purely pulled down by this bead, it was a gift from it
Therefore, even if this black bead is very mysterious, he is still extremely entangled in his heart, and he is more inclined to let this bead be his destiny.
h "It drained the spiritual power from my body, and then unlocked the seal on the scabbard."
h "So, it is the key?"
"Or is it actually the spiritual power of the "Dao Canon" that is the key?"
Chu Huaixu can't find the answer for the time being.
What makes him even more helpless is that this bead looks a bit like a dead thing?
On the scabbard, he could still feel a few strands of spirituality. Although it had not condensed into a weapon spirit, the spirituality was still there.
Spiritual weapon, the most important thing is the word "spiritual".
But nothing can be felt on the beads.
If it weren't for that ray of pull in the dark, he would really think it was a dead thing, not a spiritual weapon.
"Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the seniors of the Taoist sect didn't notice anything?" Chu Huaixu guessed in his mind.
"When I took it down the mountain, the seal on the stone platform on the mountain was lifted. Without the seal, the Charity Gambling King didn't notice the bead, only the scabbard."
He started to let the system make a determination.
Players who do not have a natal magic weapon only need to hold the unowned object in both hands and stare at it for ten seconds, and the system will pop up a prompt: [Do you want it to become your natal magic weapon? 】
For Chu Huaixu, this auxiliary function has two benefits.
One, it can let him know: in the system's judgment, is this bead considered a spiritual weapon?
The second is to conceal the matter.
The simplest way for practitioners to identify their natal spiritual weapon is to shed blood to identify its owner, and then use a ray of spiritual consciousness as a traction to leave a spiritual mark.
In addition, methods can also be used.
Some people will also choose to use their spiritual consciousness to warm up for ten and a half months, then take a wisp of their divine soul, and finally identify their master.
Fancy and flashy methods are both good and bad.
Chu Huaixu plans to rely on system binding directly.
Because he is not sure whether the higher-ups of these Taoist sects will pay special attention to him in the near future.
It is impossible to detect with spiritual consciousness in real time. It is too tiring, and people are also very busy and have nothing to do.
But the recent past is special after all.
"Don't let people know that I took one more thing on the mountain."
However, after binding the natal item through the system, he didn't panic.
After all, the system is his plug-in, and no one can detect it. No one can even hear the system prompts that repeatedly ring in his ears.
As soon as he thought about this, he put the scabbard on his legs, and then his hands seemed to be holding the scabbard, but in fact he picked up the black beads hanging on [Ding Fengbo].
Chu Huaixu stared at it for ten seconds, and a system prompt popped up in front of him.
"【Do you want it to be your natal spiritual weapon?】"
Chu Huaixu thought about it and chose: [Yes].
The next moment, that ray of pull began to become stronger and stronger!
A very mysterious feeling grew in his heart.
The one that is connected to his mind is no longer just the Heart Sword in the Sea of Consciousness, but now there is another thing.
At this moment, the opaque black beads changed before his eyes.
Only in Chu Huaixu's eyes, this bead is translucent!
He looked inside and saw something inside the bead!
It seems like there is a mysterious space inside!
That is a cauldron, a medicinal cauldron?
In an instant, Chu Huaixu's heart was filled with turmoil, as if there was thunder exploding in his mind!
He once again remembered the legend about the sword on the mountain.
"Daozu's sword, there are many versions of the legend about it."
h "One of them is the evil sword version."
h "And in this version, there is a mention of it."
h "It is said that , Daozu is an alchemist, and his natal magic weapon is a medicinal cauldron, but he yearns for the way of swordsmanship. Although he does not have a natal sword, he has always called himself a swordsman! "
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