Chapter 415 Five Lines Sword

Dong Yun and Chen Xu saw that Zhang Weidong looked solemn, and the surprise on his face turned pale again in an instant. It suddenly occurred to them that they seemed to be happy too early. The breakthrough of every realm of monks is the coexistence of opportunity and crisis, especially the breakthrough of an elderly figure like Dongming is extremely dangerous. Dongyun's master got the opportunity to break through when his life was coming to an end, but he eventually turned into ashes in the breakthrough.

This matter was still young and not impressive at that time, but Dongyun still has a lingering fear when he thinks about it, and now it's his brother's turn to embark on this road. When he couldn't break through, he didn't think so much because he was thinking about the breakthrough, but once the breakthrough suddenly came, Dongyun suddenly found that there was a dangerous crisis waiting behind the breakthrough.

Dong Yun and Chenxu looked solemn and retreated behind Zhang Weidong in a heavy mood.

In this matter, they have no ability to help at all, and in their opinion, Zhang Weidong does not.

Crossing the Qi practice period is the foundation period. There is no Jindan monk who has at least one level as the foundation period, and he can't get involved in this matter at all.

But the monks of the Jindan period are already a legend in today's world of cultivation, just like a martial arts master crossing the river with a reed, and it is also a legend in martial arts.

No matter how powerful Zhang Weidong is, can he still be the legendary Jindan master? Obviously, it is impossible.

The three of them sat quietly in the wooden house with a solemn look, and their eyes fell on Dongming motionlessly.

The moon quietly climbed over the treetops and hung obliquely in the night sky. A wisp of moonlight passed through the wooden door and fell on Dongming.

Dongming's skin, like the bark of ancient pine trees, began to crack one after another, blood and water slowly oozed out of the cracked skin, and bean-sized sweat mixed with blood hung from his forehead. The blue veins covered his forehead like earthworms.

The breath of Dongming began to become disordered, and the aura of heaven and earth around him began to be disordered.

Chen Xu's heart rose to his throat, and there was a deep panic in his eyes. His intuition told him that if the master's breath and the aura of heaven and earth around him continued to be so disordered. Maybe this is his last time with his master.

Dongyun's eyes were full of tears, and his head was attached to the ground to his brother. His cultivation has reached the eighth level of qi practice. He is just 100 years old this year. No one knows better than him at his age. His body is like the remnants and leaves in the cold winter. Although the rich true qi is full of Dantian, it is still deeply rooted in the soil like a root, but the remnants and leaves can no longer withstand the It's blowing.

Brother's breath became chaotic at the beginning. Dongyun knew that the brother's weak body could no longer withstand the true qi that suddenly became as fierce as a fierce beast. I also know that my brother finally waited for a breakthrough, but at the same time, he also went to the road of no return like his master.

Just as Dongyun put his head on the ground and tears fell to the ground and made a ticking sound, Zhang Weidong moved.

His body floated towards Dongming, and then pressed his hands on Dongming's forehead. Silk water power, wood power, with soft vitality. Along the Dongming Baihui acupoint, along his eight strange meridians, slowly penetrated into his whole body.

Dong Mingben is dilapidated. The body that is about to disperse, moistened by pure water power and wood power, is like the ancient pine scorched by thunder and lightning in the courtyard. It is moistened by the spring rain and gradually grows new tender branches and leaves.

His cracked skin slowly healed, and the skin as old as bark slowly became much more moist, as if it had regained its youthful atmosphere.

The moon unconsciously hangs in the middle of the night sky, and a crystal clear droplet emitting hot red light is like the moon in the night sky. It hangs quietly in the Dantian field of Dongming.

Dongming slowly opened his eyes, and two faint flames beat in his eyes, and then returned to turbidity.

After returning to turbidity, Dongming saw Zhang Weidong sitting cross-legged on the ground to adjust his breath.

Dongming got up and walked to Zhang Weidong. He kowtowed three times to him respectfully, and then sat quietly behind him.

Previously, I was called Mr. Zhang Weidong, and I asked for something, but at this time, all that was left was gratitude and endless respect.

Dongyun and Chenxu also sat quietly in the back. The surprise brought to them by Dongming's successful promotion to the foundation period seemed to have been completely submerged by the mana shown by Zhang Weidong.

Jindan period! The seemingly young monk in front of him. It turned out to be the legendary Jindan monk!

Jindan Avenue! How far away and nihilistic this is. Even if it was 400 years ago, when the Qingcheng School had not experienced the disaster, it was also a great figure, let alone now!

As soon as the time passed, Zhang Weidong slowly opened his eyes, and Zhenyuan was as full as before.

Just now, I helped Dongming protect the Dharma. Although he spent some real yuan, now he is already a monk of the Jindan period, and another person has five golden elixirs. This consumption is nothing.

"Teacher." Dong Ming and Dong Yun shouted respectfully, but they didn't say the words of gratitude in their hearts.

How can a few words of gratitude be expressed in the grace of re-engineering and rebirth?

This time, the dust-virtual Taoist priest was no longer embarrassed about the thing he called, and shouted respectfully, "Master!"

Zhang Weidong was almost raised by the master of the Taoist priest Chenxu. He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Qianxu, you'd better call me teacher."

"How does this work?" Dongming and Dongyun hurriedly said.

The world of cultivation is better than martial arts inheritance, and it also respects teachers and teaches more. Zhang Weidong passed on their road, and then there was the reality of master and apprentice. Although they are disciples of the Qingcheng School, and it is impossible to re-sign to the teacher's school, the master and apprentice are really there, but it is not easy to mess up the dignity.

Since they call Mr. Zhang Weidong, they naturally have to be called the master.

"I'm not a disciple of your Qingcheng School. The generation between you has nothing to do with me. Besides, I'm really not used to being called me a master, as if I'm an old man. I'm still a teacher. Anyway, I'm a teacher." He was called the master by an old man with a white beard, and Zhang Weidong was beaten to death and refused to do it. Therefore, seeing Dongming and Dong Yun waved his hand and said no, Zhang Weidong simply pulled down his face.

As soon as Zhang Weidong's face was pulled down, Dongming and Dongyun were frightened.

not to mention that Zhang Weidong is now a kind to their parents, and he is also a teacher. As a Jindan monk alone, a slap can slap them away. Can they not be afraid of such a figure?

"Disciples obey!" The three of them said in unison. Previously, they all claimed to be poor, but now they sincerely claim to be disciples.

Zhang Weidong saw that the three old men were so scared by his words that their faces turned pale, but he was also a little sorry. Seeing that they followed their own will, they immediately smiled and said, "Isn't that good?"

Dongming and Dongyun looked at each other, with a wry smile in their eyes. They really don't understand what kind of person Mr. Zhang is in front of them. Maybe the great man always has a strange temper.

Zhang Weidong left Qingcheng Mountain by plane on Sunday. Before leaving, under the plea of Dongming, Zhang Weidong accepted the position of the elder of Qingcheng. However, because Zhang Weidong, the elder of the guest, even the elder of the Qingcheng School, had to be respected as a teacher, so the generation of the Qingcheng School was the highest, even the contemporary head of the Qingcheng School. Chen Hui, the eldest disciple of Dongming, respectfully held the gift of the younger generation in front of him.

In the cold winter and late at night, the moonlight is like water.

In the single teacher's dormitory of Wuzhou University, Zhang Weidongpan sat in **, holding a sword like autumn water with a happy face, two feet long, emitting blue light all over his body.

Since he set foot on the Jindan Avenue, Zhang Weidong has always wanted to refine his flying sword and control the sword space like the legendary sword fairy. How chic and refreshing it is. What a majestic freehand work! It's just that the flying sword is not a sword. Its material requirements are very high, and the more powerful the flying sword, the higher the material requirements.

The Taiyi fine gold needed for the most common flying sword needs hundreds of tons of fine iron to be extracted. Thinking of the need to refine hundreds of tons of refined iron. Even if Zhang Weidong's cultivation has reached the golden elixir period, he is not short of money to buy iron, which is also a headache.

Fortunately, although the Qingcheng faction has experienced a great disaster and lost the Taoism, there are still some foundation. There are still more than a hundred catties of Taiyi fine gold in the faction, so Zhang Weidong asked for more than ten catties.

Zhang Weidong is now Enze's whole Qingcheng faction, and he is also the elder of the Jindan period, not to mention more than ten catties of fine gold. Even if the entire inventory of the Qingcheng School is emptied, it is estimated that Dongming and others will not frown.

What Zhang Weidong granted to the Qingcheng School is a road to compete with heaven, which is a road that can make the Qingcheng School grow and inherit. It can be said that without the appearance of Zhang Weidong, it may not be certain that the Qingcheng School will gradually decline or even break the inheritance hundreds of years later. It will really be that day. No matter how much inventory there is, it's just a pile of scrap metal.

After having Taiyi Jingjin, Zhang Weidong hid in the room every night to refine the flying sword, and only tonight did he really refine the flying sword. Because Zhang Weidong had the most knowledge of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, he laid a five-eword array in the sword.

"This sword cloth has a five-eword array. Just call it the Five-line Sword. Zhang Weidong gently stroked the body of the sword and said to himself, and then his fingers stroked on the blade. The bright red blood slowly flowed down the blade, and then gradually penetrated into the body of the sword, and a faint red light emitted from the body of the sword, illuminating the whole room.

Buzz! The sword body made the sound of the sword, and then suddenly flew up, turned into a five-rainbow light and flew around the room several times, and then suddenly disappeared into Zhang Weidong's body.

Zhang Weidong sneaked into Dantian and found that the five elements sword was quietly suspended in the five golden elixirs of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. A trace of five elements of aura was released from the five golden elixir, lingering the five-eword.

The five elements sword is nourished by the five elements of aura, and gradually becomes transparent, and a little colorful glow lights up from the body of the sword.

When Zhang Weidong was devoting himself to the change of the five elements sword, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Weidong suddenly withdrew from Dantian, and then picked up his mobile phone. A strange number was displayed on the mobile phone, and it was almost 10:30 p.m.

Zhang Weidong frowned slightly and picked up the phone, thinking that he didn't know who called him so late.

"Brother Dong, it's me, Yue Xiaoyin!" As soon as Zhang Weidong answered the phone, he heard Yue Xiaoyin's horrifying voice from the receiver.

When Zhang Weidong heard that it was the rich second generation girl who was very interested in his little brother, he was so scared that he almost threw his mobile phone away. ( To be continued) RQ