Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Chapter 86 When will the clear sky and bright moon appear? I pause my cup to ask this question.

"Internal energy transformed into a sword?"

Wanwan's pupils contracted, and her eyes showed surprise.

"As expected of the master craftsman, I never thought you would actually succeed."

Gu Qianbei's words were filled with barely suppressed joy.

"When I first saw your requirements, that it should have the shape and function of a wine glass, and also be able to gather internal energy to be used as a sword, I was really a bit of a headache."

However, you mentioned Han Guang Sword, one of the Three Swords of Kong Zhou.

It is said that this sword does not have an ordinary blade, but is formed by internal force, making it unpredictable.

Following this line of thought, I looked up information about the Han Guang Sword and studied its forging process.

Finally, I found the answer.

I added my collection of sword jade marrow to the meteorite iron, which has the effect of guiding qi. Then I engraved qi-gathering patterns on it, so that internal energy can be smoothly condensed from the wine cup.

If you infuse your internal energy into it, you can transform that energy into a sword.

Moreover, the stronger one's internal energy, the sharper the sword blade.

With your current innate cultivation level, the longsword you condense is already comparable to an ordinary longsword.

Once you break through to the Grandmaster level, this sword will surpass ordinary weapons.

If you can break through to the Grandmaster level, that would be comparable to divine weapons.

How about it? Not bad, right?

Zhu Ting spoke with a proud expression.

After all, creating such an exquisite sword was something he was extremely proud of.

"very nice."

Gu Qianbei nodded in satisfaction, then his inner force changed, and the golden sword tip turned crimson.

The next moment, Gu Qianbei unleashed the White Sun Dawn technique, and scorching sword energy instantly bloomed in the mountains.

Testing the sword!

Gu Qianbei held a crimson longsword, his body moving like a swimming dragon, his sword flashing like lightning.

In an instant, all the fallen leaves on the steps were swept up by the sword energy.

The scorching sword energy ignited them all, turning them into a rain of fire that fell to the ground and eventually returned to the dust of heaven and earth.

Although Gu Qianbei can transform the Golden Light Mantra into a sword, it consumes too much of his internal energy.

In ordinary battles, it's fine, but if you encounter a master, and there's no time to drink to replenish your internal energy, this extra consumption of internal energy might be a fatal blow.

That's why Gu Qianbei wanted to make a sword.

But he naturally wouldn't even look at an ordinary sword.

He also wanted a special wine glass.

After much thought, the idea of ​​fusing the wine glass and the longsword came to him.

The first thing that came to his mind was naturally the Han Guang Sword.

Of course, he didn't have the ability to do this himself, so he found Zhu Ting, who was most likely to fulfill his vision.

Zhu Ting did not disappoint him and successfully forged the wine cup and sword hilt.

"It saves nearly two-thirds of the internal energy compared to directly using the Golden Light Mantra to condense the longsword, and its sharpness and durability are also improved by at least fifty percent."

If I get used to it for a while longer, I might be able to save more and improve even more.

"It was worth breaking the wine glass and sword hilt."

Gu Qianbei smiled with satisfaction, and with a flick of his longsword, the sword test was over.

The sword aura emanating from the wine cup in his hand dissipated, and it transformed back into a uniquely shaped wine cup.

"It seems the effect is better than I expected. This may be related to the internal energy you've been cultivating."

Upon seeing this, Zhu Ting praised him with satisfaction.

"Thank you very much, Boss Zhu. I am very satisfied with this wine cup and sword hilt."

Gu Qianbei cupped his hands in greeting.

"I knew you'd be satisfied! This is my masterpiece. Not only that, it also has a chilling effect when you drink from it."

That taste must be indescribably wonderful.

Come on, give it a name, and I'll write it down.

"Later, you'll use it to become famous, and I'll be able to brag about how I made it."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qianbei looked at the wine cup and sword hilt in his hand, and a line of poetry suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Let's call it 'Stop Drinking'."

"Stop the glass? Even if I made it, there's no need to use my name as the name of the glass, that would be too embarrassing."

Although Zhu Ting said this, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Gu Qianbei looked embarrassed, not expecting Zhu Ting to interpret it that way.

Wanwan covered her mouth and laughed, "Boss Zhu, I guess Young Master Gu chose this name because it comes from the story of Qinglian Jushi's 'When will the bright moon appear in the clear sky? I stop my cup to ask this question.'"

"Is that so? Hahaha. That's good too."

Zhu Ting gave an awkward smile.

Gu Qianbei looked at Wanwan in surprise, not expecting that she could understand his meaning so quickly.

Wanwan noticed Gu Qianbei's gaze, blinked, and gave him an "I knew it" look.

"Stop the Cup Sword, Stop the Cup Sword... that's a good name. I'll remember it."

Zhu Ting muttered a couple of words, as if trying to ease the awkwardness, or perhaps genuinely taking notes.

Then, as if he had just remembered something, he said, "By the way, Young Master Gu, the master said that the ingredients for the Concentration Wine you requested have been found and placed in the brewing room. You can take it at any time."

He's really looking forward to your calming wine and hopes to see it as soon as possible.

Gu Qianbei's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"As expected of the manor lord, your efficiency is truly remarkable. I'll go back and brew the Mind-Concentrating Wine today. This wine is relatively simple; it can be finished in half a day, and then it just needs to be left to sit for a month."

"Okay, then will you come back with me?"

Zhu Ting extended a warm invitation, and Gu Qianbei was about to accept when she noticed a hint of reluctance on Wanwan's face.

Gu Qianbei approached Zhu Ting and whispered, "Boss Zhu, please wait for me outside. I'll come find you in a bit."

Zhu Ting immediately gave him a knowing look, then turned and left.

After Gu Qianbei saw him walk away, he came to Wanwan.

"I'm going back for a bit, I'll be back tonight. Could you sweep the floor for me? I'll bring you some pastries from Juqingzhai when I come back, okay?"

Wanwan wrinkled her nose, her initial reluctance turning into a smile.

"This young lady can't be bought off with just a piece of pastry; it takes at least two packs!"

I've heard that Juqingzhai's Poria cocos cake and mung bean cake are delicious; I want them both.

Wanwan stretched out her fingers, listing them off as if they were her own treasures, and finally made a fist gesture, which, combined with her feigned fierceness, was quite adorable.

"Okay, I'll definitely buy you two big bags!"

Gu Qianbei smiled slightly, tapped Wanwan's nose, then used the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions technique to disappear in a flash.

Wanwan was stunned for a moment by this, and then she saw Gu Qianbei's seemingly carefree departure, but actually revealing a bit of panic, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"He's not entirely made of wood, is he?"

In a great mood, Wanwan picked up the bamboo broom she had put aside and, for the first time ever, began to sweep the floor seriously.

The smile on his lips lingered for a long time.

in the afternoon.

Gu Qianbei, having just finished brewing the calming wine, was carrying pastries he had bought from Juqingzhai, preparing to return to Yunhe Temple.

As he was passing by a street, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

Zeng Jing!

That is, the drizzle of the past.

At this moment, she was setting up a small stall selling cloth, having concealed all her murderous aura, and looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman.

Gu Qianbei seemed to have thought of something, and his gaze swept around, and sure enough, he spotted another figure.

A middle-aged man was seen watching Zeng Jing sell cloth from a short distance away, glancing up at the overcast sky every now and then, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the sky.

Then the raindrops fell quickly.

Granny Cai, who was selling tea nearby, called out, "Oh dear, it's raining! Ah Sheng! Quickly help Ah Jing bring in the cloth, or it'll all get soaked."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man who had been observing immediately stepped forward to help Zeng Jing collect the cloth. He was quick and efficient, but remained silent.

Zeng Jing looked at this honest and upright man with a complex expression, a mixture of joy and unease.

"It seems everything has come full circle."

Gu Qianbei thought to himself, shook his head slightly, and was about to leave when he heard the voice of a young man coming from Cai Po's tea shop.

"Friend, it's raining so hard, why don't you come in and take shelter from the rain before you leave?"