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

Chapter 72 The Five-Colored World is at hand, the hope of avoiding the coming of the Dharma Ending
"Xiao Qizi told me about your need for the cave."

The old scholar drank it all in one gulp, put down the bowl and said to Chu Ci:

"You have two choices. One, follow what Xiao Qizi promised you. Once you take the top-quality cave, it will be yours."

"What about two?"

Chu Ci asked as he poured the wine, but he could actually guess what the second option was.

"Second, you have to wait for some time, and then I can give you a fifth world that is comparable to the four worlds today."

The old scholar didn't continue drinking this time.

It is indeed the fifth world!

As Chu Ci expected, the old scholar was talking about the colorful world in the original plot, which was also the world that Chu Ci coveted the most, without a doubt, even the four worlds today could not compare to it.

Because the other four worlds and the cave heavens are filled with numerous living beings and are filled with foul air and distracting thoughts, the Five-Colored World is not only of a high grade, but also has only just opened up, so there are not many living beings, and the heaven and earth are at their cleanest and purest.

In Chu Ci's mind, it is the best place to fuse with the head for sword forging. It can greatly prevent his relatively fragile brain mind from being eroded by the foul air and distracting thoughts between heaven and earth when he is forging the sword.

The thirteen swords are:
Soul, head, torso, dantian, limbs, and five internal organs!
The Meixin Realm, in fact, according to the words of the Fairy Sister, should be called the Spirit Realm, because the Meixin Realm is integrated with Chu Ci's soul.

Therefore, Chu Ci used the Meixin Realm to collide with the external Heavenly Dao in order to protect Qi Jingchun. This was completely like dancing on the edge of a knife. Not only would he face the possible risk of becoming a Daoist when merging with the Dao.

In addition, the Meixin Realm is under attack from the outside world. If Chu Ci is not careful, his soul, which is integrated with the Meixin Realm, will be affected. Chu Ci will not be able to save people, but will be buried with Qi Jingchun instead.

According to the Fairy Sister, the soul should have been the most difficult and dangerous sword to forge among the thirteen swords. However, due to the inexplicable chaotic energy in Chu Ci's soul and the Fairy Sister's body, the soul became the easiest and first sword for Chu Ci to forge.

After that are Ruined, Fire, Water and Lotus, the four swords corresponding to the four limbs. They are the four safest swords among the thirteen swords, because even if the sword-forging fails, at most one limb will be lost.

As for the remaining eight swords, although not as dangerous as the soul, they are far more dangerous than the limbs. If Chu Ci is not careful when forging the swords, it will be fatal.

For example, the head, once the turbid air and distracting thoughts of heaven and earth are integrated and seriously erode the brain, it will cause Chu Ci to have mental problems or even lose his mind. This is fatal when forging a sword, which requires full concentration.

"What are the conditions?"

Chu Ci was of course very clear that the fifth throne was not so easy to obtain.

"When Haoran Tianxia encounters disaster in the future, I hope you can open up the other worlds and caves under your control and accept the lives of the people who seek refuge, not to mention the fifth world."

There are two things about Chu Ci that the old scholar likes most now.

One is that he wants Chu Ci to be his disciple!
The second is the carrying capacity of the several caves and heavens that Chuci controls, and Chuci may add new caves and heavens in the future.

"I can only open the two caves of the God of Fire and the God of Water."

The Ruined Cave Heaven can be said to be a forbidden zone for living creatures. Although the Lotus Cave Heaven is of high quality, its area is actually not that large. It is a small and exquisite cave heaven like the previous Lizhu Cave Heaven.

At the same time, the lotus leaves produced there are too important to Chu Ci, so Chu Ci will not allow any living creatures to enter, so as not to affect the original ecological balance of the Lotus Cave and affect the growth of lotus leaves.

As for the Ajna Realm, there is no need to mention it.

"Two is not enough!"

The old scholar shook his head and held up three fingers:
"You must give each of the three states a cave, so that it will be convenient for the refugees to evacuate!"

"The greatest hope for the third cave is with my Liu'er. Whether we can catch up, and how many refugees this cave can accommodate, depends on you, old man."

Chu Ci certainly knew that Li Liu was running a cave for him in Beijuluzhou.

Although Chu Ci believed that Li Liu could run the business successfully on his own, if he could get help from the old scholar, it would make things much easier for Li Liu. At the same time, he could also use the old scholar's resources to improve the quality of the cave.

Why not recite Chuci?

"You only care about your wife, but you don't care about me, an old man."

The old scholar naturally understood the implication of Chu Ci's words, and immediately he started to fuss and glare.

"Oh, have pity on my old bones. Why was I born with a life of hard work? It's so painful."

"Do I look stupid if I don't love Liu'er, such a good daughter-in-law, and pity an old man?"

Chu Ci watched the old scholar perform quietly.

"It's boring, drink, drink!"

Seeing that throwing a tantrum didn't work, the old scholar could only drink in frustration.

At the same time, the old scholar seemed to have understood why all the people in his lineage of literary saints were bachelors.

Because no one can be as smart as the boy in front of me!

I'm so angry, it's all because of the good example set by our eldest disciple Cui Luo.

The old scholar had an idea, and in the distant Longquan County, a young man with cinnabar on his forehead suffered misfortune.

His palm trembled and he shuddered in pain, as if a strict teacher was standing by, hitting a naughty student with a ruler.

The young man quickly straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and began to recite loudly with a heart-wrenching voice:
"The heaven and earth are righteous, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars..."

……

"Grandpa, let's stop drinking. Help me write two words first. I have to catch up with Chen Pingan and the others. We are in a hurry!" After the fifth meeting, Chu Ci took out the blank plaque made of locust wood. He had been waiting for the old scholar.

Although the old scholar is not very decent, the title of "Literary Saint" is not empty and carries enough weight.

"I'm drunk, really drunk!"

The old scholar lay on the table, unable to get up, muttering to himself.

Chu Ci's forehead suddenly darkened. He had never seen a drunk person admit that he was drunk.

Finally, I can only say helplessly:
"I'm going to add half of the city to house the refugees. Is that okay?"

"Half the city?"

The old scholar jumped up suddenly when he heard this. He was not drunk at all. He knew, of course, that Chu Ci was referring to that half of the city.

"It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that I really only have half the land in the city, so, will you write it or not?"

Chu Ci shrugged. It was only because of the Fairy Sister that he was sure to get half of the city. Otherwise, he would not be able to get even a single brick.

"make a deal!"

The old scholar took out a pen that looked a little bald from somewhere, and habitually stretched out his tongue to lick the tip of the pen a few times.

But under Chu Ci's cold gaze, the old scholar had no choice but to give up and quickly wrote two words on the plaque:

Jianzong
With the old scholar's handwriting, Haoran Tianxia no longer has to worry about the Confucian rules. This is also the reason why the old scholar pretended to be drunk and didn't want to write to Chuci.

After all, this would offend the Sword Sect in Middle-earth!

"Grandpa, take your time drinking. The money has been paid, and I'm leaving now!"

Chu Ci put away the plaque, clasped his fists in thanks and left.

"This kid, no wonder Xiao Qizi calls him a little fox."

The old scholar holding the wine looked at Chu Ci's departing figure, smiled and shook his head, then muttered in a drunken daze:
"There are eleven pits, and four are now occupied. The fifth one is Tianxia, ​​the fifth one is the old tortoise from the medicine shop, the sixth one is the old Taoist priest, and if you count the half of the city, it will be eight, and if you count my own family, it will be nine."

The old scholar poured another bowl of wine and continued:

"With my status, this guy asked me to help his young wife. In the eyes of others, it is confirmed that Confucianism will occupy two positions. After all, Taoism has two positions, so how can Confucianism be willing to fall behind?
So this is ten, and there is only one slot left.

As a result, the remaining two kingdoms will be very anxious and will have no choice but to fall into the trap set by this little fox."

Before there was even a piece of the world, Chu Ci was daydreaming!
But now, as long as Chu Ci works hard and gets what he deserves, he will have three of the five. The advantage is in Chu Ci's hands.

The old scholar can still get the fifth world from Chu Ci in exchange for the benefits of opening three caves.

As for the remaining two worlds that have not been bet on, by then, let alone asking Chu Ci for a good price, even if they pay Chu Ci for it, it seems that there will be no room for one of them.

The two worlds must be the last position. After a bloody fight, the one who benefits from it is naturally Chu Ci.

But the two worlds have to fight for each other!
It’s the Dharma Ending Age!
There was no solution, but the appearance of Chu Ci gave us hope. Although it seems slim, it is at least hope, isn’t it?

Moreover, the old turtle in the pharmacy, Confucianism, Taoism and the sword cultivators have all placed their bets. How dare Buddhism and the wild world not follow suit?

At this time, the benefits of early betting are reflected.

Except for a dilapidated cave with special circumstances!

The old turtle in the drug store who placed the bet first, and the boy's two young wives, can be collectively called the gods' party: there are two caves of the god of fire and the god of water, plus the pre-occupied cave, so one party occupies three slots.

The Taoists who placed bets next: Qingming Tianxia and Lianhua Dongtian!
Confucianism: Haoran Tianxia and the Cave Heaven that Helped Li Liu

The sword cultivator who was "helped" by the old scholar to place a bet: The fifth world and that half of the city, if Chen Qingdu is brave enough, it will be a whole city.

These three parties each have two slots!

As for the last two teams to place their bets, Lotus World and Savage World were so miserable that they had to fight for a single slot.

“However, I think given this kid’s greed, he will never let go of any big world.

Should the two worlds be merged to occupy one position?
Not likely. ”

The old scholar frowned, denied the guess, and started thinking about it again.

Suddenly!
The old scholar looked suspicious.

"This kid shouldn't have miscalculated even a dozen pits, leaving a whole sky behind, right? So, is it really as this kid said, there are only eleven pits?"

After all, this is a guy who Xiao Qizi calls a "little fox", so the old scholar couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Good boy, you're still hiding something."

The old scholar finally confirmed his guess.

"It seems that I can go to the nearest place to find the Bai first, and then go to find Lianhua Tianxia."

(End of this chapter)