Bai Yu went outside the town to look for a piece of peach wood that was old enough to make a peach wood sword. Generally speaking, the peach wood that grew in the deep mountains was more spiritual than the ones that were grown at home. The wooden swords made from it were also very powerful, so he came to try his luck. There was a small mountain outside the town. It was not very tall, but Bai Yu could feel a lot of spiritual energy fluctuations from it. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they did not expect that there was a family at the foot of the mountain! It was a lonely thatched cottage. In this small courtyard surrounded by a fence, an old man with white hair and beard was lying on an old man's chair, pretending to sleep. Bai Yu walked up to him and called out,"Master, Master."”The old man opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the shout.
The old man rubbed his eyes and yawned."What is it?"
Bai Yu bowed respectfully and said with a smile,""Master, I think the old man must have stayed on this mountain for a long time. I wonder if there are any old peach trees on this mountain.”
The old man glanced at him and chuckled."Old peach wood? You must also be a cultivator, right? Many of the words on Wucuo's novel website were just like Xiao Jiu in the mortuary.”
Bai Yu was stunned. Xiao Jiu? Then, he realized that it should be Ninth Uncle. He couldn't help but snicker. However, looking at the old man's age, he could call him that. He smiled and said,"Yes, he and I are from the same sect. We are from the same Mao Mountain lineage."”
"Oh, are you here to find an old wild peach wood to make a peach wood sword?”The old man nodded and asked.
"Yes," Bai Yu replied.
The old man suddenly chuckled and said,""Then you've found the right person. A few days ago, there was a heavy rainstorm. At that time, I guessed that the heavens were going to collect demons. After the rain, I went to gather firewood and found that the oldest peach tree on the mountain had been split into several pieces by the heavenly lightning. I took the biggest piece to my house. That old peach tree had existed for many years when I was young. Perhaps it had already become a spirit. Later on, I don't know what evil thing it did, but it was taken away by the heavens.”
Hearing the old man's words, White Feather's eyes lit up. He was overjoyed. Why? Because this was the legendary thunderstruck wood! The wood struck by lightning was a peach wood that had been around for a long time. It had been destroyed by lightning in a thunderstorm, and its body was stained with the aura of lightning and fire. If it was made into a magic tool, not only would it greatly increase the power of the lightning-attracting spell, but if it was imprinted with a special seal, it would also automatically absorb the energy of the heavenly lightning. Attacks with heavenly lightning would increase the attack power by several times.
The two of them rushed over and grabbed the old man's hand."Where is the broken piece of wood? Quickly bring me there!"
The old man was startled by him." I'll take you there," he said." Let go of your hand."”
White Feather let go of the old man's hand in embarrassment and scratched his head.""Sir, bring me there quickly. I'm in a hurry to use it.”
The old man rolled his eyes and chuckled." Sure, but..." He rubbed his fingers as he spoke.
Bai Yu naturally knew what this meant. He quickly took out ten dollars from his pocket and said,""I'll give it all to you. This should be enough, right? There are quite a few words on the novel website."
The old man immediately smiled and blew at the ocean. After listening to the sound, he chuckled and said,"No problem, I'll bring you there now.”Then, he led the way and soon arrived at a simple shed behind the cottage. He pointed at a charred piece of wood and said,"This is the wood that was cursed by the heavens.”
Bai Yu didn't care about the content of his words. He circulated his magic power to feel the spiritual power in the wood. He was overjoyed. This peach wood was at least hundreds of years old. In addition, it was definitely a rare treasure.
Thus, he impatiently picked up the piece of wood, turned around to bid farewell to the old man, and went back to refining magic tools.
After returning to the mortuary, he greeted Ninth Uncle Sheng and told him that he did not need to call him to refine a magic tool. Then, he entered his room without stopping. He closed the door and placed the thunderstruck wood on the table carefully. After observing for a while, he thought about how he should strike. This section of thunderstruck wood was about 1.5 meters long, which was very suitable for making a peach wood sword. It was also the magic weapon that White Feather wanted the most. If a Maoshan sorcerer did not have a peach wood sword, he would be laughed at by his peers. It should be known that peach wood swords were the most common, most commonly used, and most basic magic tool for Maoshan sorcerers. Without the peach wood sword, not only would it reduce the attack power of the Maoshan Warlocks, but it would also reduce their deterrence against ghosts and evil creatures.
Of course, in terms of attack power, the peach wood sword's attack power was much smaller than the copper coin sword. However, this Thunderstruck Wood was a different story. The Thunder Fire was definitely the nemesis of evil creatures, and even righteous people would be afraid of it. In fact, White Feather also wanted to make a copper coin sword, but good materials were hard to find. Generally speaking, not only did it have to be a copper coin produced by an ancient dynasty, but it also had to be very lucky. To find such good materials, Bai Yu seemed to have no other choice but to go to grave robbing.
Bai Yu had finished his idea. Without any hesitation, he took out a carving knife from his pocket and began to draw on the wood. He was very focused and his hands were very steady. He did not dare to tremble at all, afraid that he would be destroyed if he was not careful.
First, he carved a rough shape, then he carved patterns on the hilt and armguard. He had carved every single pattern on the sword hilt meticulously and meticulously. Then, he carved an eight trigrams pattern on both sides of the sword hilt. The sword was sharpened and carved carefully. After a long time, he let out a long breath. The sword became slender, revealing its exquisite body. He held the peach wood sword in his hand, seemingly unable to put it down. After all, this was his first magic tool, and also the first magic tool he had made himself. This magic tool might still accompany him for a long time.
However, just carving it well was not considered successful. He had to bless it! Only after it was blessed could it be considered a magic tool and could ward off evil spirits. A truly good magic tool was not like those in temples or Taoist temples that could be blessed by just reciting a few scriptures. Such a high-level magic tool required blood essence and special spells! Blood essence was precious. Wasting a drop would make one mentally exhausted.
However, this time, Bai Yu had put in a lot of effort. He bit his middle finger and forced out a few drops of blood essence, which he gently dripped onto the wooden sword. Then, Bai Yu quickly formed a seal, and it spread out rapidly in all directions as if it was guided. The blood essence seeped through every inch of the wooden sword in a short while. Bai Yu circulated the magic power in his body to flow to every inch of the peach wood sword along with the blood essence.
Gradually, the peach wood sword emitted a blood-red light. After about an hour, the light dimmed, and a blazing and dense aura was emitted from the peach wood sword. This magic tool had been successfully blessed! At this time, the sun had already set, and the birds and insects outside the house were chirping.
Bai Yu put him on the table. He was exhausted and imagined the power of killing demons with the peach wood sword. He fell asleep with the dream of killing demons. The morning rooster crowed, waking White Feather from his deep sleep. He opened his sleepy eyes and reached out to touch the peach wood sword.
Looking at the peach wood sword, Bai Yu felt a sense of joy. The peach wood sword seemed to have sensed its owner's joy, and it trembled gently in Bai Yu's hand.
Once a cultivator had a magic tool, they would generally cultivate their proficiency with the magic tool first. When their proficiency with the magic tool reached a certain level, their combat strength would increase by a lot, and they could even use special spells to control the sword. On the other hand, if one's proficiency with magic tools did not reach the required level, their combat strength would also be reduced.
There were still two days left before he and Ninth Uncle could open Old Master Ren's dragonfly skimming the water acupoint, so White Feather used this time to practice diligently and increase his proficiency. However, he did not know whether it was because the system had modified it or because he had personally refined this magic tool. Other than the initial practice where he felt a little rusty and unable to find a sense of familiarity, his proficiency gradually increased. Every time he swung his sword, he would gain a trace of comprehension. He would find a better angle to swing his sword a second time, and it would gradually flow like water.
After two days of practice, he felt that every time he held the peach wood sword, it was as if he had an extra part on his body, and this part was as free as his hands.
It was the day when the old man was unearthed. Wen Cai got up early in the morning, and Qiu Sheng came to the mortuary early. The two of them divided their work and prepared a lot of things. There were dozens of incense sticks, and they were all in different sizes. Although Bai Yu had inherited the basic techniques of Mao Mountain, it only introduced some simple spells or ordinary uses. There were many ways to create artifacts and talismans, but there were very few records of opening an altar. Although his cultivation base was not much different from Ninth Uncle's, and he had eight strands of magic power while Ninth Uncle only had a dozen strands, he was still a true descendant of Mao Mountain. He remembered that Uncle Nine had a secret technique of Mao Mountain in the plot. Although his talent was limited, White Feather had experienced it for many years. White Feather Guild's Ninth Uncle would definitely know, and White Feather Guild's Ninth Uncle definitely wouldn't know. This opening of the altar was one of them. Opening the altar was a very useful spell technique. Opening the altar could allow one to communicate with Yin and Yang and also set up array formations, using weak magic power to unleash the greatest effect.
However, when he thought of the secret skills of Mao Mountain in his Ninth Uncle's hands, White Feather couldn't help but feel excited. He had to find a chance to 'borrow' them. He believed that his strength would definitely increase significantly after learning it.
After about two hours of preparation, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were finally ready. Uncle Nine called Bai Yu into the room to rest and drink tea. After a while, the person sent by Old Master Ren arrived. He came to the front of the hall and said respectfully,""Ninth Uncle, Old Master Ren asked us to move the things.”Ninth Uncle responded and called out to Shangwen Caiqiu Sheng. The few of them followed behind him and went to the Ren family's ancestral grave.
However, it was a tradition for the people of China to watch the show. They moved their ancestral graves, but hundreds of people came to watch in a town. At this moment, Ninth Uncle wore an apricot yellow Daoist robe and a Daoist crown on his head.
The altar was placed in front of Old Master Ren's grave. Old Master Ren went forward and respectfully offered incense. Then, he came to Ninth Uncle and said,"Ninth Uncle, the Feng Shui expert said that this acupoint is very difficult to find.”
Ninth Uncle nodded and said," That's right. This acupoint is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water Acupoint. It's only three feet long and four feet wide, so the coffin can't be laid flat. It must be stored in Dharma."”
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