Chapter 151 Geshu's Ghost

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 151 Geshu's Ghost

Hearing the sword sound, the green bull, not far from Geshu Dashi, suddenly turned around and roared towards the black sword. The loud sound not only suppressed the sword sound immediately, but also shocked the eardrums of the three people in the field.

At the same time, the strong green light on the green bull's body suddenly converged, and all of them crawled under the bright green new skin.

Through the delicate and delicate skin, everyone could see countless green lights rushing rapidly in its body. In the blink of an eye, it gathered into a ball at the heart and then rose along its neck.

Immediately afterwards, the green cow opened its mouth and spit it, and a blazing green fire flew out of its mouth. Compared to when it fell off Geshu Dashi before, it was undoubtedly several times stronger at this moment.

As soon as the blue fire appeared, the shadow of the sword ghost on Geshu Dashi's body immediately appeared in anger. He raised his arm suddenly and pulled Geshu Dashi's right arm at the same time. Each person and ghost all raised their swords to chop.

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that just in the moment when the green bull gathered fire, the sad sword energy on the black knife had already entangled and infected most of Geshu Dashi's arm, which allowed the sword ghost phantom to take the lead.

The purple-bearded and blue-eyed boy was obviously shocked, his whole body suddenly tensed and kept trembling, and his mouth was horrible, and his face instantly turned red.

This man and ghost were stalemate and tug-of-war, and for a moment, no one could do anything to the other party. The black knife swayed forward and backward, but it could not be collected and could not be chopped down.

On the contrary, the green fire in the air seemed to be induced, and the fire was condensed in the air and suddenly turned into a blue light, flying straight into Geshu Dashi's eyebrows.

In an instant, Geshu Dashi's eyes were bright and bright. The pair of eyeballs that were originally faintly revealed in green color completely changed. Not only was they like green jade, but they seemed to have green fire rising at all times.

The aura around him suddenly became buzzing, and the sad black air spreading on his arms was paused, and then he seemed to be under invisible pressure, from his elbow to his palm, retreating inch by inch towards the black knife.

After a few breaths, Geshu Dashi finally slowly lowered his right arm with the knife raised.

The phantom of the sword ghost on his body showed an unwilling look on his face. He opened his mouth as if he was about to roar, but suddenly disappeared.

The black knife also finally let out a whine and ghost cry, and all the sad black air scattered into the blade, and then it became silent and there was no movement again.

The purple-bearded and blue-eyed boy stood there, placing the black knife in front of him for a moment of silence before he suddenly came back to his senses.

He let out a breath of turbid air with relief, reached out and patted the new corner of the blue jade edge on Niu'er's head, and turned around and walked towards the two people watching.

Seeing that Brother Shu Dashi was fighting to the death, the fierce aura remained in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, Wei Bao immediately became alert, and his eyes were circling back and forth on the other party's jade-blue fire eyes and the strange black knife.

Qi Jingzhi could naturally see the changes in Geshu Dashi's aura. He immediately put away the red ghost-faced armor and still used silver armor to avoid water. He smiled at this talented and brave peer, "Congratulations!"

Geshu Dashi was stunned when he heard this, and then his purple-bearded face changed, and his fierce and majestic appearance immediately restrained most of the time.

He looked at Wei Bao, then Qi Jingzhi, and said a little embarrassedly: "I am really ashamed. Brother Qi is even more rewarding. The manatee was chewed by my cow first, even this knife..."

Ge Shu Dashi said, letting go of five fingers of his right hand in front of the two of them, and turning his palms several times, but he saw that the handle of the black knife was always tightly pressed against his palm, and it couldn't fall down: "It seems like I'm dependent on me..."

Seeing that he was speaking as usual, Wei Bao was relieved. Seeing this, he couldn't help but say "ah" and his expression became worried: "Doesn't this mean that the evil ghost in the knife will follow you all the time in the future and come out to cause trouble whenever he has the chance?"

While he said, he secretly looked at Qi Jingzhi, wanting to see if the young monk who was very skilled and had a final say several times had an angry look on his face.

After all, although the black sword is extremely strange and the evil ghost in the sword is extremely ferocious, it is definitely a rare magic weapon in the world, and it is not worse than the red gold sword. Now, it is eaten and occupied by the blue-scaled manatee by itself, which is really unreasonable.

Therefore, although Wei Bao said that just now, although he was speaking to Geshu Dashi, he actually said it to Qi Jingzhi for most of the time.

Qi Jingzhi was so clear-headed that he immediately smiled and shook his head, "You and the green cow are fighting with all their lives. Even their weapons are damaged, so it is necessary to get some compensation. As for me, I am just sweating, which is really not worth mentioning."

This was not his pretending to be generous. If the two men in front of him had not sacrificed their lives to fight each other, he would never have been hurt from beginning to end. He should have received a lot of benefits afterwards. Moreover, although the black knife was extremely extraordinary, it was not taken seriously by Qi Jingzhi.

First, there are so many demons in the world, and the bronze mirror is not short of this bite of food. Second, the breath of the black knife is obviously inconsistent with his path. Even if it is refined by a mirror, it is probably a waste material that cannot be used. It may be of some benefit to Qi Huchan and Jian Rensheng, who are also weapons. But as long as you think about the appearance of the evil ghost in the knife, Qi Jingzhi immediately extinguished this idea.

On the contrary, the blue-scaled manatee was a pity. The essence of the water spirit in the internal organs had been chewed and eaten by the green cow, so it was ignored by the bronze mirror.

Qi Jingzhi pondered for a moment, and then said to Geshu Dashi: "This ghost knife is quite magical. Your magical technique of warding off evil spirits and ghosts is also very extraordinary. Now that it is targeting me, it is bound to be difficult to get rid of it for a while. It would be better to try to subdue it and completely take it for yourself. By the way..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something again. After tying it in his arms for a while, he finally took out a piece of wrinkled paper. When he spread it out, even the handwriting on his head was a little blurred. It was the method of hiding the edge that Liu Muzhi had forced to buy and sell to him.

Qi Jingzhi handed the paper over: "This is the method of casting and hiding the edges from the Demon-Suppressing Academy. It is said that it is very superficial and can only deal with those weapons that are born with spiritual innocence and have not yet achieved a climate. You can use it as a reference."

When Qi Jingzhi was taken by that young Gongcao and exchanged the credit for killing the tiger spirit for this thin piece of paper, he soon came back to the scene and realized that the Demon Suppression Academy did not care much about these shallow methods circulating between the lower-level monks and the martial arts warriors, and even had a vague intention of seeing it. Even if Qi Jingzhi didn't give it, Ge Shu Dashi would probably get it in the future. It would be better to let him use it as a favor for a military service.

"The Demon-Suppressing Academy's method of hiding the edge?" Wei Bao, who was standing beside him, said in surprise, and there was a look of envy on his face.

He immediately turned to Geshu Dashi and said, "I have heard of this. Although it is superficial, not everyone can get it!"

As a child of the Wei family's side branch, Wei Bao was obviously a bit beyond ordinary people's knowledge, but after all, he was just an ordinary military man without cultivation, and his ideas from Qi Jingzhi were inevitably somewhat deviated.

Geshu Dashi was very surprised when he heard this, and then hesitated again, and did not reach out to take the call.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but smile and said, "Your black knife is extremely cruel. It is a good thing for you and the people around you. I don't want to have a less hero in this world, but there is an extra cannibalistic evil spirit!"

As he said that, he reached out to point at the shore, and added with a smile: "Actually, if I really want to talk about it, I will also gain a lot of money in this trip."

Geshu Dashi and Wei Bao turned their heads and saw a black and white tiger-patterned beast lying on the ground with four claws, looking at this side with its eyes wide open.

It saw Qi Jingzhi pointing at him, and quickly raised his head and whistled, then fell down, as if the words "tamed and respect" were written from head to toe, but it just refused to take half a step into the sea.

"Hmph, I've done enough on the surface, but I didn't hesitate when I was about to scatter."

Qi Jingzhi immediately snorted, and said to Geshu and the others: "I think you should have been chasing this guy before and hurt his hind legs. Now we can be considered as fighting side by side and exchanged prey after fighting, and we are not at a loss for each other."

He suddenly chuckled, and then the tone changed, with a cold voice: "By the way, has that guy ever hurt someone's life?"

The two of them looked at each other, then shook their heads together, and Wei Bao said, "As far as I know, it just ate domestic animals and did not hurt human lives. Otherwise, this place would be very close to Jiuzhen County City. It would be a big deal. How could it survive until today?"

Qi Jingzhi nodded, shook the paper in his hand again, and looked at Geshu Dashi with a serious look on his face.

"Since that's the case, Dashi thanks for giving the Dharma!" Geshu Dashi's tone and words had obviously changed.

He took over the method of Tibetan Feng solemnly, but his eyes turned to Wei Bao: "After today, I took a big advantage. My brother is a master. He is different from our ordinary people. However, the brother of the Wei family is just a first meeting with me. Now he is covered in wounds and has no spear for help..."

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be surprised. He had only said that Wei Bao and Ge Shu Dashi were old acquaintances, so they rode together to go to life and death together. Unexpectedly, they were just a chance meeting.

Wei Bao shook his head without hesitation and said firmly: "As a child of the Wei family, I am the one who invited the villagers to kill the evil beast that stole domestic animals. It is natural for me to take some risks. On the contrary, the two of them are not their own affairs, but they can take action without hesitation. Wei Bao felt grateful in his heart, but he didn't know how to repay him. How could he have the face to grab the credit and share the benefits?"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi and Geshu Dashi immediately shook their heads together, saying that among the three people here, who were the most willing to do whatever they wanted, was the most fierce and fearless of death, and it was really Wei Bao.

Just now, when fighting fiercely in the sea, the shot Wei Bao risked his life not only saved Geshu Dashi's life, but also seized the opportunity for Qi Jingzhi's sword ghost's body, but he almost died tragically under the trampling of the sword ghost. Why can't such a contribution be divided into good results?

Qi Jingzhi glanced at the tattered leather armor on Wei Bao's body, and his heart couldn't help but move. He immediately turned his head to look at the blue-scaled manatee that was falling into the dead sea.

"Brother Geshu, you first think about the method of hiding the edges here. I will peel the skin of the manatee and let the brother of the Wei family take it back to make a new armor."

Brother Shu Dashi's eyes lit up after hearing this, and nodded repeatedly, "It's better for brothers to do it, it's not easy for honest people to suffer losses!"

Wei Bao opened his mouth, but glanced at the silver armor on Qi Jingzhi's body, then looked down at himself, but he did not refuse in the end.

Qi Jingzhi had already walked to the Blue Scale Manatee, summoned Qi Huchan and started peeling it. His blade was sharp and his sword skills were superb. He was obviously a skilled person who was used to doing such a job.

Wei Bao saw it in his eyes and hurriedly walked over, standing aside, looking a little confused.

Qi Jingzhi raised his eyes and saw a glimpse, and kept making plans in his hands, and laughed softly, "Does the brother of the Wei family want to ask about Wei Gong and the Chijin Knife?"

He remembered clearly that no matter outside the hill or in the tomb, no matter how critical the situation was, the Wei family's child next to him always focused on the red gold knife.

When Wei Bao heard this, hesitation appeared on his face. However, he gritted his teeth and luck for a while, but finally shook his head: "When we met, Brother Qi said that my uncle was dead. This trip was to return the Red Gold Sword. At that time, Wei was originally a hundred people who didn't believe it. But at this moment, he didn't know that he was clumsy and did not recognize the true Buddha when he met? For Brother Qi, a red gold sword was really nothing!"

He paused, and suddenly felt a little more unwilling in his tone: "Nine-True Wei family is in power now. When the Red Golden Sword is returned by Brother Qi, they will naturally be controlled by them. They will not fall on me no matter what. They are still doing this idleness? I can't even say that I have to be disliked by some people!"

Qi Jingzhi refused to say anything when he heard this, but just asked casually with a smile: "Among Duke Wei's legitimate son and grandson, is there a hero like Brother Wei?"

In fact, Qi Jingzhi thought that there should be no. After all, Old Wei was still dying alone and still slaughtered his life. Before his death, he only asked Qi Jingzhi to send the Red Golden Sword back to the Baiyun Palace of Jiuzhen County, but he did not let him take care of Jiuzhen Wei, let alone any descendants.

Although there is the reason why the Red Gold Sword is not from the right origin, it should be a big reason for no successor. Otherwise, with Lao Wei's achievements and reputation, it would be not difficult to find a few skills for his descendants to practice. I guess he has practiced it even after searching for it, but it's a pity that he has not become a master.

As for Wei Bao, a junior in the clan with distant blood, Old Wei may have some selfishness, and may have never paid attention to it at all.

Sure enough, Wei Bao hesitated and said, "When Uncle was there, although the Jiuzhen Wei family could not compare with the real famous families such as Anfeng Hou, everyone flattered and respected them, and the whole family had no worries about food and clothing. Now..."

He shook his head with some resentment and did not finish his words.

Qi Jingzhi nodded slightly, then shook his head and said, "I am really going to Liaozhou to return the Red Golden Sword, but it is not returned to the Jiuzhen Wei family, but..."

His voice gradually became lowered, so that Wei Bao immediately squatted down and put his ears closer.

Within a few words, Qi Jingzhi told the story of the old Wei obtaining the Red Golden Sword: "According to the last wish of Duke Wei, I only want to put the Red Golden Sword back to the tree hole of that year. What will happen after that... has nothing to do with me!"

Wei Bao's face was already full of shock, and at the same time, some strange emotion grew wildly in his heart and eyes, and even his breathing became heavier and heavier, and in the end it became like a bellows.

Qi Jingzhi turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help but remind him: "According to what Mr. Wei said, the real owner of the Red Gold Sword will come back sooner or later to get the sword, ranging from thirty or forty years to at least twelve or twenty years... No one can say what will happen then."

After hearing this, Wei Bao raised his violently trembling palm, wiped his face hard, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words from his throat: "Enough!"

Wei Bao was originally squatting on the ground with his knees bent, and at this moment he spoke a word, and suddenly his body shook, and he changed to kneeling on one knee, burying his head and holding his fists at Qi Jingzhi, thanking him deeply: "My benefactor's words are like recreation! Wei Bao will never dare to forget this life!"

Qi Jingzhi still did not argue. In fact, in his opinion, although Wei Bao's temperament and qualifications do not match the "Immortal Feather Sutra", he may not be able to find a suitable method. Even if he goes to the army to take a try, it would be that those military generals would be blinded.

"How you choose has nothing to do with me, just think it through yourself."

Qi Jingzhi said this, but then reached out to his arms to touch it.

When Wei Bao saw this, even though he was in a state of excitement at this moment, he couldn't help but turn his eyes and secretly guessed that the noble man he was destined to take out another treasure.
Chapter completed!