Um?
The old woman spoke very gently, as if she were making a normal request.
In fact, this is also a normal request, just to admire the sword, not to win people's love, but most people don't expect this level.
After she reminded them, everyone suddenly became aware and started looking forward to it.
Since the apprentice's sword can be displayed in front of the public, why not the master's sword?
Show us that sword too!
With everyone thinking this way, not only did their eyes show eagerness, but some people even started to make a slight uproar, booing or even threatening.
For ordinary people, it is good to have an extra sword to watch the excitement. But for those Jianghu people who want something: Does having an extra sword mean one more opportunity?
The new dark gold sword was placed on the table just now. The swordsmith was generous enough to allow everyone a chance to use it. Although the twists and turns here can be guessed by smart people - because this sword was tailor-made for the young man himself, the direction is extremely pure and narrow, and the swordsman was reserved early, and others could not touch it, so he was just pretending Generous, but what if the master also has this generous temper?
There can't be another sword that has an owner, right?
If it's a raw sword, whether you let it be touched or not, you can steal one while you're close, just in case - what if - you get it? Isn’t that pie in the sky?
With such luck in mind, the noise below became louder and louder, gradually becoming a boiling point.
Tang Zhao frowned slightly when he saw this momentum, but he didn't care - after these few days of screening, those who had the real ability and courage to make trouble had long been screened out, and the rest were just making trouble with words. Well, there is no threat if you leave it alone. The person he really looked at was Xing Ji.
Xingji looked at him and shook his head slightly.
Tang Zhao was startled, but Xue Xianyun himself said: "Want to see my sword? Haha - no."
As soon as the crowd's cheering stopped, a dissatisfied voice shouted: "Why? The sword has been made successfully, why don't people see it?"
"That's right, if you don't show it to others, is it fake?"
"Maybe it's a lie. He didn't succeed in forging the sword at all. He was just afraid of losing to his disciple, so he deliberately boasted that he had made the sword."
"Haha, I knew this old guy Xue Xianyun was not good..."
"Hehe," Xue Xianyun sneered first and shouted: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why? Because I'm not happy. If I don't want others to see my sword, then I won't let others see it. If you doubt me, then It's okay to doubt. You will never be a swordsmith anyway. If anyone thinks that by doubting me, you can convince yourself that Xue Xianyun is not a swordsmith and it will make you feel better, then just let your doubts go. You are deceiving yourself anyway. It's not just one or two. You can convince each other and convince yourselves that everything you saw today is fake, and I, Xue Xianyun, am also fake. As long as you feel better, who can stop me?"
"As for my sword, sooner or later there will be a swordsman, but it won't be any of you. Didn't you listen to what Azhao said? My sword's sword intention has been chosen a long time ago!" Xue Xianyun sneered, " Whatever is yours is yours sooner or later, if it’s not yours, don’t have any wishful thinking.”
Not to mention that some people's faces turned red and white, but the old woman next to them still kept smiling and said: "Oh, so the owner of the village has already chosen a good swordsman for the sword?"
Xue Xianyun glared at this unknown old woman and snorted.
The old woman smiled and said: "It's amazing. Sword Master Tang did say just now that he learned the method of formulating sword intention from the village owner, which shows that what he said is true. Only by fully mastering the sword intention can one accurately choose the swordsman. Can you reveal who this destined lucky guy is?”
Xue Xianyun showed displeasure, but seeing that she was a few years older than him, she didn't have an attack in front of her, so she said stiffly: "No."
The old woman did not feel dissatisfied and continued: "Can you tell me a little bit about the direction of the sword?"
Xue Xianyun wanted to throw the word "can't" to her directly, but when he met those eyes that were as calm as a deep lake, he felt a little confused for a moment, and finally said: "There is nothing to say, it involves an ambition that I have had for twenty years." , It has never changed in the past twenty years. If you understand, you will understand naturally. If you don’t understand, I won’t tell you. If you ask me, I won’t tell you.”
There seemed to be slight ripples in the old woman's eyes. I don't know what she thought of, but she smiled and said, "That's it."
Xue Xianyun sneered. Whether he understood or not had nothing to do with others. No matter how much the old woman understood, she would not be able to understand. It was just pretending. He had enjoyed himself to the fullest, even to the point of going too far. He was a little disappointed and left immediately. Tang Zhao in front of the stage looked at Xing Ji again, his eyes full of doubts.
Is this person...really not arranged by you?
Why did she say all your lines and steal all your scenes?
Then you are out of words?
Xing Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly - it was indeed not arranged by me. If there are no words, then there are no words. As long as the purpose is achieved.
Xue Xianyun said loudly: "Let's stop here for the sword appreciation. I don't think anyone will question it anymore. What else has Ye Yu prepared? Is it singing and dancing? Come on, play music! Dance!"
Xue Yeyu waved his hand and the music started playing. It turned out that Zhuoyu Villa had indeed prepared music.
Among all the disciples of Zhuoyu Villa, only the fifth disciple Fu Qinghuan is an idler. His knowledge of Fu style is only average and he does not delve into serious knowledge. He is a genius of miscellaneous talents, focusing on boring idle things, such as playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, playing, playing and singing, etc. He is good at writing lyrics and composing music, fighting cocks and running dogs, playing cuju and polo, eating, drinking and having fun. In music, he is good at everything from elegant music to piano and flute, and secular music to suona. She also has a group of young disciples who follow her. They are good at learning but not doing their job. They learn a musical instrument and practice hard, and they can form a band.
Although Xue Xianyun usually gets very angry when he sees her enjoying herself with her disciples, she is really indispensable in the sword-making competition. Many of the games at the Baiyushenghui amusement park outside the Guest House were her designs and were very popular. Usually, Tang Zhao is the one who knows how to do some flower work in the store to attract customers. And in this situation, Fu Qinghuan comes into play.
At this time, Fu Qinghuan did not choose her favorite "Lemen" disciple, but chose a young and strong disciple who was also good at martial arts and capable of self-preservation. His instrumental skills were a little inferior, but under her special training, Together they played the newly written music "Congratulations on Casting a Sword", which was also very melodious and beautiful. I don't know whether it was because these disciples with martial arts skills were strong, or Fu Qinghuan did it intentionally, but the sound of the music was very loud, overwhelming all the sounds present. Even the whispers at the banquet can only be heard clearly by really "whispering".
In addition to the band, there are also dances and acrobatics, which are dazzling. These are all hired teams with large sums of money. Each one has special skills, and the scene becomes very lively for a while. Xue Yeyu asked people to hold a banquet and serve wine again, no matter what, he brought the meeting to the high-level stage of the banquet.
Here Tang Zhao seized the opportunity, saluted everyone, picked up his sword under countless reluctant eyes, stepped off the stage, and returned to his seat.
At this point, the most important step of the Sword Forging Conference and the one that is most likely to go wrong is over. Tang Zhao's success in forging the sword was confirmed by those present. This recognition only exists among a hundred or ten people now. But as the conference ends and these distinguished people come down the mountain one by one, this recognition will spread throughout the world. Zhuoyu Villa Tang Zhao’s reputation should be spread throughout the world!
This is not the kind of acknowledgment that Fuhui is hot in March, but a recognition that truly stabilizes the position, stands upright, and establishes a sect - from now on, there will be a swordsmith in Zhuoyu Villa, and there will also be a swordsmith in Yunzhou. The swordsmith!
In fact, the most dangerous moment of the sword-making conference had already passed at the foot of the mountain. After the banquet started, there were only a few minor hidden dangers. For example, someone may create difficulties while watching the sword, someone may yell about old things, making it difficult for Xue Xianyun to come down, or there may be an enemy with the deepest lurk who may suddenly attack...
Now that the banquet has reached this point, most of the hidden dangers have been safely passed without causing any big troubles. The remaining minor troubles include some people trying to dance around at the banquet, making a scene and spoiling the atmosphere, and the loud music. Nothing will happen, and everything will develop for the better.
Now, there are only a few pet peeves hidden in Tang Zhao's heart.
Tang Zhao took the sword back to his place. He left a seat at the banquet. He did not mark a separate place, but stayed near his young companion. The only place he sat at the front was to show his status as the protagonist of the banquet.
As soon as he sat down, he was about to put the sword on the stage. Yun Xiyan next to him saw it and came over, half excited, half reproachful: "Why do you still put the sword outside? Carry it on your back."
Tang Zhao was startled and said, "Do you want to carry it now?"
Yun Xiyan said: "Of course, this is your sword, right? After you made the sword, you tried to hold it, right? And then you got a response from it, right?"
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Tang Zhao nodded.
Yun Xiyan said: "Yes, from that moment on you are already a swordsman. Regardless of the sect, there is a 'sword carrying ceremony', and there are complicated etiquettes to go through before you can carry the sword. Those are all false rituals, you You can do it if you want to, but in private you can pick up the sword early, carry the sword a moment earlier, and understand the sword a moment earlier. He’s a swordsman now! Let’s seize the day.”
Seeing that Tang Zhao was still a little confused, Yun Xiyan said: "That's right, you didn't prepare the sword belt on your back. I remember that I still had the one on me, so I gave it to you first." After that, he rummaged through the bag and pulled it out. There seemed to be something like a tendon with a satin pad attached to it, and he said, "It should be suitable. Although you are still growing, I am taller than you, so just tighten it a little."
Tang Zhao was amused and a little grateful, and said hurriedly: "Sister, there's no need to be busy, I..."
At this moment, Xue Yeyu ran from the side, grabbed him without any explanation, and said with a smile: "You are still sitting here, you have something to do. Come, follow me to meet the second senior brother."
