People forge swords in Lizhu, childhood sweetheart Ruan Xiu falls in love with Ning Yao

Chapter 127: On New Year's Eve, Cao Xi blocked the way and struck a sword

In the following days, Chu Ci went to visit Old Yang, and then accompanied Ruan Xiu to deal with the affairs of the Sword Sect. Sometimes he would get together with Chen Ping and give him a fight.

Before we knew it, it was already New Year’s Eve.

There are three important things to do during the day: ancestor worship, worshipping gods and pasting Spring Festival couplets!
Worship the ancestors!

For Chu Ci, a time traveler, there are no ancestors to worship.

Worship God!

It's even more of a joke. Fairy Sister, Ruan Xiu and Li Liu, three supreme gods, are all combined in Chu Ci's body due to cause and effect. Which god dares to accept Chu Ci's worship?
So the only thing we can do is to post Spring Festival couplets.

Before that, Chu Ci waved his hand, a ripple appeared, and Wang Zhu's figure walked out of it.

Without waiting for Chu Ci to speak, Wang Zhu, with his arms folded across his chest, asked directly:
"What to do?"

"Today is New Year's Eve, take it!"

Chu Ci threw a bundle of Spring Festival couplets to Wang Zhu.

"New Year's Eve?"

Wang Zhu took the couplets in a daze. After a moment of hesitation, Wang Zhu seemed to react and walked out of the door silently with the couplets.

But he didn't go to her house next to the blacksmith shop, but went towards the village entrance.

"Brother Chuci, the paste is ready!"

Ruan Xiu came over with the basin.

"it is good!"

Chu Ci picked up the remaining Spring Festival couplets and started pasting them together with Ruan Xiu.

"It's crooked, move a little to the left!"

"Over, a little to the right!"

……

"All right!"

Under Ruan Xiu's command, Chu Ci quickly finished pasting the Spring Festival couplets in the blacksmith shop.

"Brother Chu/Boss Chu, Sister Xiuxiu, Happy New Year!"

At the same time, a stream of New Year's greetings came from a pair of children led by Chen Pingan. The three of them were holding Spring Festival couplets and tools in their hands.

"Happy New Year!"

Ruan Xiu also replied to the three people.

"Boss Chu, Happy New Year and best wishes for prosperity!"

The little boy in blue came up and kept saying all kinds of blessings, but the girl in pink skirt was not so thick-skinned and followed Chen Pingan timidly.

Chu Ci naturally understood why the boys in blue were so enthusiastic, and gave each of the two boys a dragon blood stone as a New Year's red envelope.

"Thank you, Boss Chu!"

The pair of little boys thanked them, and the boy in blue threw the food directly into his mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound. In comparison, the girl in pink skirt ate it more reservedly.

"Congratulations on having your own flying sword!"

While Chu Ci was speaking, he threw a golden spirit bead to Chen Pingan as a red envelope.

"You can feed it to your own flying sword!"

During this period of time, Chen Pingan has refined the sword embryo into his own flying sword, and his name is still Chuyi in the original plot.

"lucky!"

Chen Pingan scratched his head embarrassedly. For him, refining the first grade of Chuyi was simply a life-and-death experience. This was even with the help of Wei Bo, the mountain god of Piyun Mountain.

Piyun Mountain was once the number one mountain in Lizhu Cave Heaven. After Lizhu Cave Heaven was established, it became the new Beiyue of Dali. The main deity of the new Beiyue of Dali who sits here is named Wei Bo.

Wei Bo was the local god who was stabbed by A Liang when Chen Pingan and others were passing through Qidun Mountain on their way to the Great Sui Dynasty.

However, Wei Bo also turned a disaster into a blessing. His bottleneck in the upper fifth realm was broken by Aliang's sword, and he had no obstacles in advancing to the upper fifth realm in the future, which was similar to Qing Niang who was conferred a title by Chu Ci. Therefore, he was chosen by Dali and conferred as the new Beiyue God.

With this cause and effect, Wei Bo was extremely good to Chen Ping'an. In the original plot, for the sake of Chen Ping'an's Luopu Mountain, he even gave up his reputation as the number one god of Dali.

"By the way, Ping An, someone has already put up the Spring Festival couplets at the school."

After pasting the Spring Festival couplets in the blacksmith shop, Chu Ci and Ruan Xiu packed up and planned to go to Jianlu, where they would definitely spend the New Year.

“Someone posted it?”

Chen Ping'an brought the Spring Festival couplets and tools with him, intending to go to Mr. Qi's school to post the couplets.

But now this task has been taken over by Wang Zhu.

"In that case, I'll go back first. Goodbye."

"Boss Chu, Sister Xiuxiu, goodbye!" Chen Pingan walked back with the two children.

"goodbye!"

Chu Ci and Ruan Xiu went towards Jianlu, but just as they walked out of Niping Lane, they met a wealthy old man with a green silk rope wrapped around his hand who blocked their way.

Cao Xi, the eleventh-level swordsman!
After seeing Cao Xi blocking the way, Ruan Xiu immediately felt an extreme heat rising from his body, causing his peripheral vision to become slightly distorted.

He is just an eleventh realm cultivator. Anyone who dares to block her way will die.

"Let me do this!"

Chu Ci stretched out his hand and pulled Ruan Xiu back behind him, and said lightly:

"If Immortal Cao Jian wants to use us to force out our master, I'm afraid he will be disappointed."

"Oh? Don't you have any weight at all in Ruan Qiong's eyes?"

Cao Xi asked curiously.

"It's just that my master knows that Cao Jianxian doesn't have the strength to take the two of us hostage. After all, Cao Jianxian's swordsmanship is not that good, and his reputation as a mean and ungrateful person is well known in Nanposuo Province."

Chu Ci's words were very rude, and it was obvious that the visitor had bad intentions, so why should Chu Ci show any mercy?

"Haha, you have courage!"

This was the first time he had seen an eighth-level sword cultivator dare to speak to an eleventh-level sword cultivator like that. Cao Xi felt like he had heard a huge joke.

His swordsmanship was indeed not top-notch, but that was a comparison among people of the same realm. How could Chu Ci, a junior of the eighth realm, laugh at him?

"Since Ruan Qiong won't come out, I'll just have to play with you, this arrogant young man."

Cao Xi's eyes became sharp, and the green silk rope wrapped around his hands exuded the momentum of a mighty river.

The inconspicuous green rope tied around Cao Xi's wrist is actually a veritable river of water flowing.

This river is Cao Xi's sword.

"Don't worry, I won't bully a young man like you. It's just one move, but I won't hold back. If you can take it, that's your ability. If you can't, just let Ruan Qiong come and seek revenge on me."

"Don't worry, my master will come to find you. I just hope that you can take my master's sword by then."

Chu Ci stretched out his hand and summoned the White Lotus Sword.

Today, Cao Xi attacked him with the sword at the eleventh realm, and tomorrow, Ruan Qiong will attack Cao Xi with the sword at the twelfth realm.

"Okay, I'll wait!"

As Cao Xi responded, the green rope in his hand flew up, and an astonishing sword energy condensed into substance, transforming into an endless rolling river, rushing towards Chu Ci.

"Buzz!"

Chu Ci used his sword as a pen, waving it in the air to draw lines. The spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly surged and quickly gathered together.

"Buzz!"

With sword energy as its bones and spiritual power as its enrichment, a holy white lotus gradually blossomed, causing the surrounding space to distort as if it could not be contained.

"boom!"

When the mighty river water touched the white lotus, it was like entering a bottomless abyss and was completely swallowed up by the white lotus. However, the white lotus itself showed no signs of collapse.

Even if it's just a big river, what does it matter? This is my own little paradise.

Chu Ci's sword can actually be said to seriously restrain Cao Xi, especially the White Lotus Sword that has already been completed, which is not as easy to break as it was against Wei Jin.

"Ruan Qiong has indeed accepted a good disciple!"

After holding on for a while, Cao Xi had to stop attacking after seeing that it was useless. He disappeared immediately, leaving only one sentence:

"I'm waiting for Ruan Qiong to return this sword to me!"

"let's go!"

Chu Ci put away the White Lotus Sword.

"it is good!"

Ruan Xiu responded and walked towards the sword pavilion with Chu Ci.

After putting up the Spring Festival couplets, we will have the New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening.

Unfortunately, Master Ruan Qiong was in seclusion, and Xie Ling, who lived in a small town, had his own family to accompany him.

Therefore, together with Liu Xianyang, Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao, the four people including Chu Ci had a not-so-reunion New Year's Eve dinner in Jianlu.

Compared with the outside forces in the small town, they did not care too much about ordinary people's New Year celebrations. What they really cared about was the founding ceremony of the Sword Sect on the fifth day of the New Year.

This is the real highlight.

(End of this chapter)