In the old blacksmith shop, the old blacksmith had nothing to do. He added another cattail leaf fan today. Probably the weather was so hot that even the blacksmith who stayed in front of the fire all day couldn't stand the autumn weather. The heat came so quickly, so I had to stop the fire, and the sword tire was forced to be borrowed by the old man again, so I had some time to spare. Besides, the blacksmith business in the city was really difficult. As for myself, my craftsmanship was not very good, so I took a lot of leisure for no reason. I leaned under the locust tree in front of the door all day long, swinging the fan with my belly exposed, which was very interesting.
On the other hand, the business of the tailoring shop across the street is still booming. After all, he is the owner of the best craftsmanship in the city. Everyone in his family needs to sew and mend clothes. There are even outsiders who plan to buy all the clothes and armors together, and there is even a need for soldiers to recruit robes. The old woman sewed it with her own hands, so she really had no time to spare.
In fact, the old blacksmith in the blacksmith shop has never been a busy person. I am afraid that most of the time he is just hammering on the old sword tire. It is a pity that apart from this kind of self-inflicted business, he can no longer do it. There is no other way to start a business. Fortunately, the price is quite cheap, so I got such a business by chance. Most of the rest of the time, I am knocking on the sword tire that cannot be knocked, and now I don’t even have the sword tire at hand. , I had to take some time off, and often visit the old woman's tailor shop.
Today, the fan came again, but the old woman couldn't help but put down her work and glanced at the old blacksmith.
But it was still the old blacksmith who spoke first.
The two have been neighbors for decades, but throughout the year, they rarely exchange a few words. They only nod slightly during festivals or when they are out and about, and they just treat it as if they have met. , life is very close, but no one knows how these two got acquainted, nor do they know why they have been neighbors for so many years, and why they don’t talk far away when they meet. Sometimes, it’s mostly the old blacksmith who doesn’t know. I was looking for something to talk about before I could say a few more words, but in the end, I seemed to be lacking in interest and stopped talking much, so that the words I spoke seemed slightly jerky.
The old blacksmith was really familiar with it. Without asking the old woman, he picked up the cup in front of him and poured himself a cup of tea. After drinking it happily, he became more hot and sweaty, and then he spoke slowly.
"I'm afraid the old man remembered something. The mountain stove he built outside the city seems to have the same grandeur as it did back then. Even without leaving the city, you can tell that the fire is as powerful as it was back then. When he was forging swords, God knows how he could find the fire from the earth together with the materials and treasures of heaven and earth in a remote village. It would really bring this man back to the state he was in before, and he might even be able to forge a good sword for others."
"It doesn't look like I'm here to announce the good news. Besides, you and this person have had some disagreements a long time ago. If you really find your old skills, how should you deal with it?" The old woman didn't even raise her head, she just smoothed the thread with one hand. Holding a needle in one hand, he seemed to be showing off his rivalry between the two neighbors. He chuckled and said, "In recent years, your level and my level have indeed improved more than before. It's a pity that even though we were victorious back then, we still can't win. Even if you are successful now, you are still old and weak, and your vitality is no longer strong. What are your chances of winning against that person?"
"Furthermore, the sect has already determined that this person is dead. Even if he wants to return to the sect, what is the use of arresting and suppressing a traitor who has long been determined to have died here?"
The old blacksmith scratched his belly and turned up the fan again. After hearing the old woman's words, he suddenly remembered how amazing his junior brother was back then. It seemed that everyone going up and down the mountain gate would cast their eyes on this person. , even I would be envious of myself. I guess if I didn’t become brothers, those masters in the mountain sect would not look at me twice. I have mediocre talents and no outstanding character, so naturally I can’t tolerate many people. Look at it differently. It just so happened that this future great talent, who was respected by countless sect elders, died in this city and had not been seen for decades. It was only at this time that he slowly appeared.
With black hair and gorgeous hair, no one can tell how much he feels when he sees his old friend again.
However, the old blacksmith was right in saying one thing. The mountain outside the city did have a terrifying atmosphere, and it actually had two or three more auras than before. In this way, it was really a bit unclear. What kind of abilities does this old man have, and is his level higher than that of his predecessor? If this is really the case, I'm afraid
Even if he wants to live and die again, it is unknown.
When Liu Dan and Pipa Ke used their magical powers to break open the foot of the mountain, they realized that the old man had really not boasted much. The entire mountain was completely empty, and only the endless fire surged, almost like a vast ocean. It seems to be boiling and raging. Standing outside the mountain, Shangjue still feels that there is a big scarlet dragon hidden in the belly of the mountain. It dances like a soaring dragon with great force, and it is difficult to resist the heat for a while. Liu Dan pulled up his cuffs, and Yun Zhongchu, who was struggling to move forward with the pain of eroding his bones, raised his head. He discovered that this big vermilion dragon sealed in the belly of the mountain raised its head, and with the slightest push from the wind, it quickly occupied it. In the belly of the mountain, there were still residual fires that almost came out, but they were stopped by the old man with his sword, and he was quite proud of himself and raised his eyebrows at the people present.
In the treasure land of Moya Sect's valley, there are all earth veins and earth fires, but they have been snatched away by him without anyone knowing. Since this old man never carried any rare treasures with him, and his magical power was never revealed, he just relied on one person and one sword. Moving all the infinite fire to this mountain, even masters such as pipa player Liu Dan, who can be said to have eyes above their heads, were also awe-struck for a moment. Just because of some drinks, he raised his hand and bullied others to push away other sects. He took a sect elder who was almost in the same realm as the head of the Moya Sect, went to the location of the earth's veins to pick up the earth fire, and moved them all to this mountain. , such a move that can be called bullying happened to happen to this sloppy old man who had no trace of a master's spirit, which was even more weird.
"I already know what you said, but it's a pity that since this person has never hurt anyone, nor has he gone astray like before and killed countless lives, why bother to pay attention to it? Compared with a practitioner who has reached the top, he seems to be more As a person who is suitable for making swords, shouldn't you be relieved to have such a change?" The old woman still didn't raise her head, and she was threading her needle and thread without any confusion at all. She was not frightened into any confusion by these words.
The old blacksmith just looked out the window, the brighter and brighter sun was shining down on the street, and he answered after a long while, "I'm afraid the situation is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."
The old woman finally put down her needlework and raised her head to look at this old man whom she had known for many years but rarely chatted with him. "Since I was wronged once in the past, I don't want to be wronged again. If I just captured him back then, it may not be enough to control him more in the future." There was a big disaster, but unfortunately it was just a hair's breadth in the end. But now if we do it again, how should you and I deal with it? In the final analysis, the sect's kindness and righteousness to old friends have already paid off most of what was originally done. In those years, I have done a lot of shameful things for the sect, which is enough to repay me. Since that person has never been reincarnated and fell into the evil path, why not let him go."
"It's not my turn to talk to you." The old blacksmith showed no interest. He stood up and patted his clothes clean. He turned his back to the old woman and smiled softly. "You might as well talk to those innocent people who died for no reason at his hands and the brothers on the mountain. "If I remember correctly, those old friends must have died nearly a year ago, so who can I talk to about my grievances?"
Standing quietly outside the mountain, watching the undulating fire season is particularly scorching.
The old man in Guzhang kept going, saying that today was the beginning of the furnace, and he had to find some tough-talking men from the city to coerce and lure him, so that he could really transform the Sin-Duencing Mountain into a sword-making furnace. There is no problem in forging swords as he pleases, there are still endless things to do, but the fire in the mountain is clearly not willing to calm down, and Yun Zhong needs to rely on his cultivation in the formation to firmly suppress this unruly spirit that seems to have surpassed his spiritual intelligence. Dihuo wanted to leave first, but was stopped by two people.
Liu Dan was naturally suspicious of how the old man could hollow out the originally solid porcelain Mountain of Sin, but the pipa player wanted to ask if he could repair the pipa for him.
Yun Zhong gritted his teeth and sat outside the mountain, letting the sweat fall. He performed three consecutive force formations, causing all the scattered internal energy that had been accumulated to warm and nourish to be released. The meridians were empty again, with no trace left, and there was pain. When they hit, Tongqiu Lake shattered the meridians one after another.
Liu Dan also sat down slumped on the side and took a look at Yun Zhong, who was trembling all over. He felt a little depressed for a while.
No matter how ordinary this seemed, he could even be said to be a semi-wasted old man. When Liu Dan asked how to hollow out the mountain, he said quite naturally that he only needed to hold the sword in his hand and apply some sword energy. , after all the endless gravel in the belly of the mountain has been smashed, of course it can be blown away by the wind. It is like going to a deep alley to buy wine with a thousand taels of silver in your arms, so brisk and tight. But the pipa player actually handed the pipa to the old man's eyes.
The latter looked at him for a long time and then slowly shook his head. Apart from that, he didn't say a word. The former was neither anxious nor annoyed. He gave a slight salute to the old man and then left.
"After all calculations, I still lost a hand in terms of my character. Where did you pick this person up? He is not a thing. I thought I would just deal with it for a while, but I didn't expect to suffer a small loss due to his plot. It's better now. If you don't compete with him, you will always lose your character, and if you are slightly inferior after the competition, you will be defeated, but I will be put in the fire and unable to escape, which is a bit annoying."
But Yun Zhong, who was sitting there, said nothing and allowed Liu Dan to complain.
When the latter raised his hand and knocked Yun Zhong on the forehead, the swordsman slowly lay down.
