The river and the Han River are shallow, and the stars are like chess.

The moon is like white frost and the clear light covers the whole world like snow.

Bai Ming Wei led Bai Pingchuan and others to Jinxiu Dyeing Factory.

This dyeing workshop is very simple, at least from the outside, it is really simple to the extreme. Who would have thought that there would be silver hidden inside?

Bai Mingwei asked Bai Pingchuan and the secret guards to guard the door, and she sneaked into it to see what happened.

There was only one old man on duty in the dyeing workshop, and no one was arranged to guard the troops.

Bai Mingwei subdued the old man and ordered Bai Pingchuan and others to come in.

More than a dozen people searched in the dyeing workshop, almost turning it over, but found no silver.

Bai Pingchuan asked carefully: "Honor, is the news wrong?"

Bai Mingwei did not answer. For some reason, she believed that Feng Qingchen would not lie to her.

Just then, a sound came.

With a "bang", there was a sound of heavy objects turning over.

Bai Mingwei looked forward and found that it was some utensils, which looked like... a mold that melted silver.

She ordered: "Look closer, there must be silver here."

As soon as the words were finished, a white shadow flashed in front of everyone.

Bai Pingchuan frowned: "Honor, why are there such a big mouse?"

It turned out that a snow-white little guy appeared in the dyeing workshop.

Bai Ming looked at it in a slight concentration, but saw that the little guy's body was only a little bigger than a mouse, and his flexible figure was leaping around the dyeing workshop.

Looking back, a pair of dark big eyes looked at Bai Mingwei, which was very lively and cute.

Bai Mingwei said: "That's not a mouse, it's a ferret."

The little ferret screamed at Bai Ming a few times, and then began to dig the soil under the dye pool.

Immediately afterwards, the little ferret took out a piece of silver from it, then jumped a few times, and disappeared into the dyeing workshop.

Everyone hurriedly dug up the pond, and sure enough, there were large white silver bars neatly piled up underneath.

The dyeing workshop is quite simple and has no secret room. Who would have expected that the money would be hidden under this pond?

Seeing these white \/花花, Bai Pingchuan was furious: "Dog thief! He even robs the soldiers of the food!"

Isn't he a dog thief?

This batch of white and flowery silver is just lying here coldly.

But how many soldiers can wear cotton coats to protect the cold? How many soldiers can eat a hot meal of porridge? How many soldiers can they hold sharp weapons to fight bravely?

Instead, thin clothes on heavy snowy days, a cold armor.

Instead, I chewed the cold and hard black-faced steamed buns and a few pots of cold water. I felt full and uncomfortable in my stomach, but I couldn't lift it up.

Instead, when he stabbed the enemy's armor with a rusty spear and iron sword, he accidentally broke it.

Bai Ming clenched his fists slightly and ordered in a low voice: "Prepare immediately and use a horse to carry it to Chengtian Temple."

Everyone ransacked the silver with anger, and then burned the dyeing workshop with a handful of fire.

About half an hour passed, Bai Ming knocked on the door of Chengtian Temple and was led into the Dongji Zhenren's house by the Taoist nun. Bai Pingchuan and the secret guards were waiting at the door.

Dongji Zhenren did not go to bed and sat cross-legged in the quiet room.

Bai Mingwei pushed open the door, but she was not surprised, as if she had been waiting for Bai Mingwei's arrival.

Bai Mingwei knelt in front of her and whispered: "Master."

Dongji Zhenren slowly opened his eyes: "You said."

Bai Mingwei roughly said the matter and then said, "Please help me, Master."

Dongji Zhenren asked her: "What are you going to do after getting this batch of silver?"

Bai Mingwei said: "It is all used on soldiers. But the disciple can't take so much money with you. I hope Master will lend your warehouse to store this batch of silver for the disciple."

She really couldn't take it away for 200,000 taels, nor could she take it away openly.

Otherwise, Qin Fengye would be chased and killed in anger.

But if we can transport this batch of silver to the master's warehouse without realizing it, and then subsidize the Bai family's silver in the master's name, then the money can be spent on the blade.

Flowers where it should be.

Dongji Zhenren did not refuse and immediately sent his confidants to cooperate with Bai Pingchuan to move the batch of silver into the warehouse.

Bai Mingwei did not reveal any confusion about Dongji Zhenren's behavior.

Because she had never known that Master was definitely not an ordinary person. She had extremely high attainments in Taoism and could even peek into the secrets of heaven.

I guess my behavior was already expected by the master.

In the end, Dongji Zhenren didn't say anything, but said, "You have always prepared the money for your teacher. If you need it, come and get it at any time."

Bai Mingwei kowtowed seriously: "Thank you, Master."

Dongji Zhenren got off the couch and picked up the candlestick on the coffee table: "Follow me."

She took Bai Mingwei to the main hall of Chengtian Temple, where there were many statues of gods, with majestic and solemn appearance.

"Mingwei," Dongji Zhenren put the candlestick and turned to look at Bai Mingwei, "Fate finally pushed you on this path. Are you ready?"

Bai Mingwei couldn't help but be surprised by the sudden words. She condensed her master's expression and saw helplessness and regret in her wise deep eyes.

She seemed to have guessed something, but she did not make herself think deeply, but said firmly: "Master, I chose every step of my life. No matter what the future ahead, I am ready."

Dongji Zhenren slowly closed his eyes, and then took off a huge Buddha dust from the statue.

She handed the Buddha Chen to Bai Mingwei, then pinched it hard, and the outer skin of the whisk shattered, revealing a sword full of strange blue light.

She said: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. An ordinary sword will not favor you."

Bai Mingwei looked at the sword and was a little confused: "Master, this is..."

Dongji Zhenren said: "This is the sword of a famous general many years ago. The general used it to slaughter hundreds of thousands of people and became the terrifying 'killing god'."

"After the general's death, this sword with great oppression was worshipped by the ancestors. It changed dramatically. It has been a thousand years since the general's death, and the light of this sword has not yet been destroyed."

"The evil demon exists in the hearts of people, not attached to weapons. Whether this is a magic weapon or a magic sword depends on whether the person who uses the sword has justice or a wrong way in his heart."

"I don't know if this sword brings you a blessing or a disaster, but I hope that you can use this sword to protect everything you care about."

"This is what the master can give you. The final help is no longer a little girl who needs to be blessed by her teacher."

Bai Mingwei took the sword, and first a biting coldness wrapped around her, making her body cold as if she fell into an ice cellar.

But when she held the hilt of the sword, there seemed to be a fire burning from the bottom of her heart, making her whole blood boil.

She knew that this was a peerless sword.

It was the care and protection given to her by the master.

Bai Ming choked his throat and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Master."

She has lost her mother since she was born, and her master has raised her for more than ten years.

If mother is just an ordinary definition rather than identity, then the master is the real mother.

The real person of Dongji seemed to have seen the fire in her soul, and finally understood that he could not persuade her at all.

She sighed and couldn't express all her thoughts. She hid all her emotions and said indifferently: "Draw the sword and waited quietly for a thousand years. This sword must be thirsty\/I hope to see the light again."

Bai Ming nodded slightly and pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

With a clear dragon roar, she saw the true face of the sword.

I saw a ball of light blooming, like a lotus that emerged from the water, gorgeous and clear.

Bai Ming looked at the sword slightly, but saw that the patterns on the hilt were natural, like stars flashing with ancient and deep light.

The sword body and candlelight are integrated.

The sword body is surrounded by blue, just like the sunlight passing through the waves, casting the shadows obliquely, leaving mottled shadows on the white sand, calmly and soothing, and the sword blade is like a cliff with a thousand feet of height and majestic...

Bai Mingwei held it and pointed it straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck down, illuminating the earth in an instant.

Dongji Zhenren looked at this scene calmly and sighed again: "This sword seems to be the main choice of you."

Bai Mingwei put away his sword with satisfaction and saluted Dongji Zhenren: "Thank you, Master!"

From the master's expression, she could not see any joy, but rather a strong sense of helplessness.

In this way, this sword must be an ominous sword, and its master will not end well.

The sword has already recognized her as the main one, so does it mean that she will not have a good ending?

Although this thought came to his heart, Bai Mingwei was not timid.

In her opinion, inheriting the will of my grandfather to defend my country and fighting for the grief and honor that my father, uncle and brother are more important than her life.

If she dies for this, she will die without regrets!

Because she is Bai Weiyong's granddaughter and the descendant of the heroes!

Bai Mingwei took the sword and asked, "Master, have you heard of the person "Feng Qingchen"? He suddenly appeared next to his disciples, his abilities were unfathomable, he knew Qin Fengye's privacy, and could also make transactions with the prince, as if he could do anything."

Dongji Zhenren repeated his name: "Feng Qingchen? What are the characteristics?"

Bai Mingwei thought about it carefully, and then described to his master: "A white dress is not stained with dust, her eyes are covered with white silk, and she holds a bamboo pole that is graceful and beautiful. Apart from this, she can't see any useful information. Today he plays a jade flute, and you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary person."

Dongji Zhenren smiled: "What you said is all appearances. Don't you know that appearances can lie?"

Bai Mingwei asked: "Does the master know who he is?"
Chapter completed!