After Wan Yuan thanked him many times, he accepted Yangyu with a smile.

Jiang Feng sent Wan Yuan back to the villa and saw Ren Ran playing with a piece of yang jade.

"Do you like it?"

Ren Ran blushed slightly and nodded, and Yang Yu held it in her hand, making her feel a soft warmth, but she didn't feel hot.

"What pattern do you like? I can carve it for you." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Is it okay to have a rose?" asked Ren Ran, who was a little weak-hearted.

This should also be regarded as Jiang Feng giving himself a rose, right?

"It's okay, but I'll have to pick a set of carving knives first. Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment and said with a smile.

Do girls like roses so much?

"Shall I go with you? I know of a century-old knife shop. Ren Ran said.

"Okay, let's go. ”

Subsequently, Ren Ran took Jiang Feng to an old alley, where there was an old shop with a plaque of "Carving Knife Xuan".

"Don't look at this shop, it's small and old, but the carving knives here are well-known throughout the sea of clouds, and even many jade carving masters from other places have come here to choose. Ren Ran introduced.

"How do you know?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

No matter how you look at Ren Ran's hands, they are fine-skinned and tender, not like a person who has played with a carving knife.

"I listened to the master of the jewelry workshop. Ren Ran playfully stuck out her tongue.

When she heard Jiang Feng say that he could carve, she guessed that he would definitely need a carving knife, so she inquired with the master when she cut Yangyu.

Jiang Feng smiled dumbly.

Entering the Carving Knife Xuan, Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw that the layout of this shop is a little peculiar, the door is not open in the middle, but on the left side of the store, the door is facing a door leading to the back room, and on the right side are special wooden shelves, on which is placed a carving knife with a handle that reflects the cold light.

"Why do I feel a little cold..."Ren Ran, who was beside him, shrunk his neck.

It's not that the temperature is low, it's that there is a feeling of hairiness in my heart.

"The sword aura here is too strong, you are not used to it. Jiang Feng smiled, and then took off his blazer and put it on her.

The statement of sword qi in martial arts novels may be a bit mysterious, but for some people who understand knives, love knives, and even regard knives as their lives, a good knife is alive and breathy in their eyes.

Ren Ran didn't care about any sword qi and sword qi, only cared about Jiang Feng's small move, and felt extremely sweet in his heart.

"The carving knife here is good, and the casting process is also very perfect, but unfortunately, it is too sharp, and the person who casts the knife is too keen on the sharpness of the knife. ”

Jiang Feng casually picked up a carving knife, flicked the blade with his fingers, and finally shook his head and sighed.

"Where did an arrogant person dare to open his mouth to judge the carving knife forged by Master Xia. ”

There was a displeasure behind him, Jiang Feng turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a dark complexion, staring at him coldly.

"Hehe, are you the boss here?" Jiang Feng chuckled.

"No, but Master Xia is the idol of all the swordsmiths in the sea of clouds, and I don't allow anyone to insult Master Xia's works. The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Master Xia's sword-casting level is the highest in the sea of clouds, and he often teaches those who come to learn, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a preacher.

"Insult? You're not Master Xia, how do you know that this is an insult, not a maze?" Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

If that Master Xia couldn't even accept this criticism, it would be like that in his opinion.

"You!"

The middle-aged man trembled with anger, his dark face was faintly red, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"Okay, then I'll go and ask Master Xia to come out, and you have the ability to say your words again in front of him!"

The middle-aged man laughed angrily and went into the back room to invite someone.

"It's going to be okay, right?" Ren Ran was a little worried.

She wasn't afraid that Jiang Feng would suffer, she had never seen him suffer.

She was afraid that the shopkeeper would be angry and would not sell the carving knife to Jiang Feng.

"Rest assured. Jiang Feng smiled slightly.

Soon, the middle-aged man came out with a short and sturdy old man, and the old man's face was full of anger.

"Master Xia, it's him, who threatens that the carving knife you created is too sharp. The middle-aged man pointed at Jiang Feng and said coldly.

Master Xia's face was gloomy and he looked at Jiang Feng, "The old man thought that someone from all over the country was here to give advice, but he didn't expect it to be a young man." ”

It seems that he is in his twenties, not only is he not strong, but he can be said to be a little delicate, and at such an age, I am afraid that he does not even have the strength to lift his hammer, and he will definitely not be able to cast a knife.

"The ancients said: My master is also the Tao, and the husband knows that he was born in my year?

Master Xia, don't you even understand this truth?" Jiang Feng sighed lightly.

Whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, as long as he can point out his shortcomings and teach his profession, he can be called a teacher.

Without this mentality, the name of the master is really ridiculous.

Master Xia understood the meaning of Jiang Feng's words, and was silent for a moment, as if he was brewing anger.

"Okay, then you call yourself a teacher, then today the old man will listen to how you preach and teach!"

"The treasure is obscure, the famous knife hides the edge, this is what a friend of mine told me, he thinks, the sword soldier, the main killing also, but too rigid and easy to break, too sharp self-injury, only the hidden front Shen also. Jiang Feng said with a smile.

I don't know what happened to the reckless man who has always been crepe, and whether there is him in this world.

Master Xia frowned, secretly savoring Jiang Feng's words in his heart, and vaguely felt that there were some things that were extremely important to him.

Although the outside world called him a master, Master Xia knew that he had not yet reached the realm of a master, and he was stuck in an invisible bottleneck more than ten years ago.

For so many years, I have been bitterly mourning and cannot be broken.

"Zang Feng... Immerse yourself..."

Master Xia muttered these four words.

"Hmph, if the knife hides the edge, is it still a knife?" the middle-aged man snorted coldly.

The blade is bound to be sharp, and the hidden edge is not to open the blade, but how to use it without the blade?

He felt that Jiang Fengdi's words were simply contradictory.

"The word Zangfeng was first used for calligraphy, but the road is simple, and it is the same way, and it is also correct to use it for casting knives.

However, the real key is not the word Zangfeng, but the sinking behind. Jiang Feng said and looked at Master Xia.

He had already pointed out the truth, and if he still couldn't understand the mystery, he would never find the carving knife he wanted here.

Master Xia pondered and felt extremely painful.

That kind of road is ahead, but it is obscured by fog, and it cannot move forward, for an obsessed person like him, it is more uncomfortable than death.

He pondered Jiang Feng's words over and over again, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and a certain doubt that had plagued him for more than ten years was finally solved.

Master Xia slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, but the whole person's spirit changed.

"I see, I, Xia Heng, have the name of the master, a good one who is too rigid and easy to break, and who hurts himself too much, it turns out that the hidden front is the image of the famous knife. ”

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, it seems that someone has finally come to his senses.