Jiaolong City, a mortal martial arts school.
Lu Qingshan looked up and down at a circle of martial arts masters full of wine, and shook his head slightly to the Tibetan sword.
"It's not," said Lu Qingshan, who shook his head and hid the little sword. He was a little dejected and listless. "It's not a matter to look for the past one by one. We've only checked five people for most of the day. When will it be finished?"
"That's right. We have to find a way to improve efficiency." Lu Qingshan agreed. After a little thought, he suddenly had an idea, tapped the spirit animal bag and called out the king of the West mouse.
The king of the West mouse hasn't figured out the specific situation yet. Lu Qingshan threw the jade slip to it. The king of the West mouse hurriedly hugged the jade slip about the size of his own body and looked confused, "what are you doing?"
"Choose a name inside." Lu Qingshan said expressionless.
"Ah?" the king mouse and the hidden sword were confused.
"This kind of luck thing, let it have a miraculous effect," Lu Qingshan muttered. "It has always been very European."
"Ou?" Zang Xiaojian stared at Lu Qingshan with big eyes.
"... is the meaning of destiny." Lu Qingshan pondered and gave a statement in line with the world background.
"That's right. Rat Lord, I'm really the destiny." hearing Lu Qingshan's evaluation, King Xi mouse immediately narrowed his eyes, became elated, and casually picked out a name from the jade slips, "let's call him."
"Xue Zhuyong..." Tibetan Xiaojian said, "this is a carpenter. He has run a wood carving shop in a remote corner in the west of the city for more than 30 years. He is an old carpenter."
"Let's go and have a look." Lu Qingshan said calmly without panic.
......
"It's almost noon, and the shop is not open yet?" the king make complaints about the wooden door of the woodblock shop.
"Lu Qingshan..." Tibetan Xiaojian didn't answer the words of King Xi mouse.
"Huh?"
"It seems you're right. The king of the West mouse may really be... Where the destiny lies." Tibetan Xiaojian swallowed his saliva and said in surprise: "I didn't tell you that I have a strong perception of the sword..."
"You mean?" Lu Qingshan understood the meaning of hidden sword.
Zang Xiaojian ordered the cerebellar bag melon and pointed to the wood carving paving with the store door closed: "I feel that the three foot front is in the store."
After many twists and turns, he finally saw the dawn. Even Lu Qingshan's heart could not help rising a bit of joy to keep the clouds open and see the moon.
But even if the three foot front was close at hand, Lu Qingshan was not in a hurry. Instead, he looked around and walked into a tailor's shop next to the wood carving shop with his Tibetan sword.
"Young master, do you want to tailor your clothes or not?" the shopkeeper of the tailor's shop warmly welcomed the guests when he saw them coming.
Lu Qingshan waved his hand and asked with a smile, "shopkeeper, I want to ask what's the situation of the wood carving shop next door? Why haven't you started business at this time."
The shopkeeper gave a shout and explained, "you mean shopkeeper Xue's wood carving shop.
Shopkeeper Xue is addicted to alcohol. I think he drank too much last night and hasn't woke up yet. "
"That's right." Lu Qingshan thought about it and asked, "has shopkeeper Xue always been like this?"
The tailor shop shopkeeper shook his head, showed a look of remembrance, sighed and said, "it wasn't like this earlier. In earlier years, when I was young, shopkeeper Xue liked drinking, but it hasn't come to this point."
HMM... shopkeeper Xue became more and more obsessed with drinking after his wife died of illness.
Alas, life always has to be lived. It's not a way to drown your worries by drinking every day. "
"When did shopkeeper Xue's wife die of illness? Can the shopkeeper remember?" Lu Qingshan asked again with a flash in his eyes.
"It was almost when I started to take over my own tailor shop." the tailor shop shopkeeper thought about it and replied casually: "it should have been 17 or 18 years ago."
After getting the answer from the tailor's shopkeeper, Lu Qingshan was relieved, and then his eyes flashed suspicious.
... things seem more complicated.
"Thank you, shopkeeper." Lu Qingshan thanked the shopkeeper, turned to Zang Xiaojian and said, "let's wait here for a while, shopkeeper Xue."
Tibetan sword naturally has no objection.
This is the time to apply.
Close to the closing point of other shops, the door of wood carving shop opened slowly with the sound of creaking friction.
"Oh, is there a VIP coming today?" shopkeeper Xue, who still looked sleepy after a hangover on his face, grabbed a wine gourd in his hand, glanced at Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian who had been waiting at the door for a long time, and drank the wine in the wine pot.
"Shopkeeper Xue, it's really a good time to do business." Lu Qingshan looked at the thin middle-aged man with full cheeks in front of him, smiled and walked into this small wood carving shop with Zang Xiaojian.
In the wood carving shop, lifelike and dense wood carvings are placed on many wooden frames. Most of these wood carvings are ferocious monsters, vivid and ferocious.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were bright and he looked at a wood carving on the wooden frame on the left.
This is as like as two peas of Dragon carving.
The Dragon hovered, and every scale on his body was very clear and lifelike.
Lu Qingshan was even more shocked. Clearly, there was only a wood carving in front of him, but he seemed to see a dragon roaring in front of him, as if the wood carving had come back to life.
Turn corruption into magic!
In addition to these monster wood carvings, a small number of wood carvings are some characters, or the elderly, or young women, or middle-aged men. They all look ordinary, just ordinary passers-by. There is no mystery, but there is a wonderful feeling of vagueness over these character wood carvings.
Artistic Conception!
Lu Qingshan was shocked and finally reflected why these wood carvings were so "alive".
Because there is an artistic conception in these wood carvings.
However, his current state is not enough. He can only vaguely perceive the extraordinary place of wood carving, but can not feel the spirit of artistic conception.
Artistic conception is the transformation of art when it reaches the peak, or an understanding of the way of heaven. It is the supreme means that high-level friars can master.
The artistic conception of sword cultivation is the meaning of sword.
Why is the wind chopping secret sword so difficult to repair?
There is no other reason. The cultivation condition of chopping wind is to master the weak sword meaning, but the artistic conception is the most difficult to understand.
The combat power blessing brought by artistic conception is extremely huge. Under the same cultivation, those who understand artistic conception will be able to crush ordinary monks.
Xue Zhuyong, or master Mo, has reached such a terrible state of strength?
At the moment of discovering this, Lu Qingshan glanced at Xue Zhuyong, who did not emit any spiritual power fluctuation, and his heart suddenly rose in awe.
Although Tibetan Xiaojian is just like Lu Qingshan, she is also observing these wood carvings. However, she is not attracted by these wood carvings. She just glances at them and wanders around the store.
Suddenly, her eyes suddenly stopped, and then her eyes became brighter and brighter. She pulled Lu Qingshan's sleeve excitedly.
Lu Qingshan looked along the line of sight of Tibetan sword.
On the west wall of the wood carving shop, there is a long sword with dark body and restrained luster. It looks very simple.