Volume 2 Dragon Bird Chapter 25 Xue Zhuyong
Jiaolong City, a mortal martial arts school.
Lu Qingshan looked up and down at the drunken martial arts master, and shook his head slightly at Zang Xiaojian standing beside him.
"Not really." Seeing Lu Qingshan shaking his head, Zang Xiaojian was a little dejected and said listlessly, "It's not easy to search one by one like this. After half a day, we have only checked five people. How long will it take?"
"That's true. We need to find a way to improve efficiency." Lu Qingshan agreed. After a little thought, he suddenly had an idea. He patted the spirit beast bag and called out the King of Western Rat.
Before the King of Western Rat could figure out the specific situation, Lu Qingshan threw the jade slip to it. The King of Western Rat hurriedly hugged the jade slip, which was almost the same size as himself, with a confused look on his face, "What is this for?"
"Choose a name from among them." Lu Qingshan said expressionlessly.
"Ah?" King Rat of the West and Zang Xiaojian were both confused.
"For this kind of luck-based thing, maybe letting it do something magical will work," Lu Qingshan muttered, "It's always lucky."
"Oh?" Zang Xiaojian stared at Lu Qingshan with his big eyes.
"...It means destiny." Lu Qingshan thought about it and gave an explanation that fits the world's background.
"That sounds good to me. Lord Rat is indeed the one destined to succeed." Upon hearing Lu Qingshan's evaluation, the Western Rat King narrowed his eyes and became complacent. He picked out a name from the jade slip very casually, "Then let's pick him."
"Xue Zhuyong..." Zang Xiaojian muttered, "He is a carpenter who runs a wood carving shop in a remote corner in the west of the city. He has been doing this for more than 30 years. He is an old carpenter."
"Let's go and take a look." Lu Qingshan said calmly and unhurriedly.
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"It's almost noon, and the shop hasn't opened yet?" The Western Rat King looked at the closed door of the woodcarving shop and couldn't help complaining, "The owner of this shop is lazier than me, Master Rat."
"Lu Qingshan..." Zang Xiaojian did not respond to the words of the Western Rat King.
"Um?"
"It seems that what you said is right. The King of the Western Rat may really be... destined." Zang Xiaojian swallowed his saliva and said in surprise: "Didn't I tell you that I have a strong sense of swords..."
"What do you mean?" Lu Qingshan understood what Zang Xiaojian meant.
Zang Xiaojian nodded his head and pointed at the closed door of the wood carving shop and said, "I sensed that the three-foot sword is in the shop."
After many twists and turns, there was finally light at the end of the tunnel. Even Lu Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little happy at this moment, as if the clouds had finally cleared and the moon was visible.
But even though the three-foot sword was right in front of him, Lu Qingshan was not in a hurry. Instead, he looked around and took Zang Xiaojian into a tailor shop next to the wood carving shop.
"Sir, would you like to have clothes tailored to your measurements?" The owner of the tailor shop greeted the customer warmly upon seeing him coming.
Lu Qingshan waved his hand and asked with a smile: "Boss, I want to ask, what's the situation with the wood carving shop next door? Why hasn't it started business at this time?"
The shopkeeper said, "You mean Shopkeeper Xue's woodcarving shop? Shopkeeper Xue is addicted to alcohol. I think he drank too much last night and hasn't woken up yet."
"Is that so?" Lu Qingshan thought for a moment and then asked, "Has Shopkeeper Xue always behaved like this?"
The tailor shop owner shook his head, revealing a look of nostalgia, and sighed, "It wasn't like this earlier. In the early years, when I was still young, although Shopkeeper Xue also liked to drink, he hadn't reached the level he does now."
Well...it must be after Manager Xue's wife passed away that he started to become more and more obsessed with drinking.
Alas, life has to go on, and drowning sorrows in alcohol every day is not a solution. "
"When did Manager Xue's wife die of illness? Do you still remember?" Lu Qingshan asked again with a gleam in his eyes.
"It was around the time when I took over my own tailor shop." The owner of the tailor shop thought for a moment and answered casually, "It should be about 17 or 18 years ago."
After getting the answer from the owner of the tailor shop, Lu Qingshan was relieved at first, but then a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
...things seem to be getting even more confusing.
"Thank you, shopkeeper." Lu Qingshan thanked the shopkeeper and turned to Zang Xiaojian and said, "Then let's wait here for Shopkeeper Xue for a while."
Zang Xiaojian naturally would not have any objection.
This wait lasted until the afternoon.
As other shops were approaching closing time, the door of the wood carving shop slowly opened with a creaking sound.
"Oh, is there a wealthy guest visiting today?" Shopkeeper Xue, who still looked a bit sleepy after a hangover, held 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 took another sip of the wine in the jug.
"Manager Xue's business hours are really long." Lu Qingshan glanced at the thin middle-aged man with a beard in front of him, chuckled, and walked into the small wood carving shop with Zang Xiaojian.
In the woodcarving shop, lifelike and densely packed woodcarvings are placed on many wooden racks. Most of these woodcarvings are of ferocious and powerful monsters, which are vivid and extremely hideous.
Lu Qingshan looked at a wooden sculpture on the wooden frame on the left with sharp eyes.
This is a wooden sculpture of a dragon, and its appearance is exactly the same as the one in the center of Jiaolong City Square.
The dragon was coiled, and every scale on its body was clear and lifelike.
What shocked Lu Qingshan even more was that although there was only a wooden sculpture in front of him, he seemed to see a dragon roaring in front of him, as if the wooden sculpture had come to life.
Turn decay into magic!
In addition to these wood carvings of monsters, there are also a small number of wood carvings of people, either old men, young women, or middle-aged men. They all look ordinary, just like ordinary passers-by, and there is nothing mysterious about them. However, above these wood carvings of people, there is a layer of vague and extremely strange feeling.
artistic conception!
Lu Qingshan was shocked and finally realized why these wood carvings were so "alive" and vibrant.
Because these wood carvings are full of artistic conception .
It's just that his current realm is not enough. He can only vaguely sense the extraordinaryness of the wood carving, but cannot feel the spirit of the artistic conception.
Artistic conception is the transformation that occurs when skills and arts reach their peak, or it can be a kind of comprehension of the Way of Heaven. It is a supreme means that only high-level cultivators can master.
The artistic conception of a sword practitioner is the sword intent.
Why is the secret sword of cutting the wind so difficult to practice?
The reason is simple. The training condition for Zhan Feng is to master the weak sword intent, but the artistic conception is the most difficult to comprehend.
The combat power enhancement brought by the artistic conception is extremely enormous. Under the condition of the same cultivation level, those who comprehend the artistic conception will be able to crush ordinary cultivators.
Has Xue Zhuyong, or the Patriarch of the Mo family, reached such a terrifying level of strength?
The moment he realized this, Lu Qingshan glanced at Xue Zhuyong, who did not emanate any spiritual energy, and suddenly felt a sense of awe in his heart.
Although Zang Xiaojian was also observing these wood carvings like Lu Qingshan, she was not attracted by them. She just glanced at them casually, her eyes constantly scanning and wandering around the store.
Suddenly, her gaze stopped, and then her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she excitedly pulled Lu Qingshan's sleeve.
Lu Qingshan looked in the direction of Zang Xiaojian's gaze.
On the west wall of the wood carving shop, there hangs a long sword that is completely black, has a restrained luster, and looks extremely simple.
