Chu Yu followed the direction pointed by Chen Yi, looked carefully, and saw a little old man, wearing a wide brown suit hanging on his body, his almost white hair was tied up haphazardly, his legs were crossed, his hands were behind his head, and he was smoking a pipe in his mouth, and he spit out smoke rings from time to time.

Although the other party didn't open his eyes, Chu Yu also politely pointed in his direction, and said loudly, "Under Chu Yu, a new disciple, if there is any deficiency in the future, please take care of Mo Laoweng."

After speaking, he hugged his fists and saluted deeply.

After saluting, he raised his head and looked at the little old man again, the little old man still maintained the posture just now, and did not have any reaction because of Chu Yu's greeting.

Chen Yi seemed to be used to this, and didn't say much, and when Chu Yu finished speaking, he turned around and went in another direction.

Chu Yu didn't show any displeasure, and silently followed behind Chen Yi.

What they didn't know was that not long after they left, Mo Laoweng, who had been closing his eyes, opened his squinting eyes again, and glanced at Chu Yu's gradually blurred figure with his residual vision.

With a cigarette gun in his mouth, he muttered in a low voice, "Interesting, it's the first time I've had a female doll dare to come in."

After saying that, he stopped looking at it and continued to smoke and sleep by himself.

Leaving the forging place, I finally saw a normal place, "Hidden Sword".

"Here are all swords collected by the brothers and sisters together with the master, some famous swords, some ordinary ones. When each disciple completes his studies, when he leaves the school training ground, if he doesn't like the weapons he forged, he can choose one to take with him, but there is only one chance to choose, whether it is good or bad, and he can't regret it," Chen Yi said.

Chu Yu looked at the swords on the wall, there were simple short swords, long swords inlaid with precious stones, heavy swords made of pure iron, all kinds.

All of them hung on the wall in an orderly manner, and she was dazzled to see them.

Because Chu Yu couldn't cultivate sword qi, she never cared about how to choose a sword, in her eyes, the swords here were all excellent in terms of appearance.

"Big brother, why are you here?"

Just as Chu Yu was appreciating it seriously, an unfamiliar male voice interrupted her.

Chu Yu looked sideways, and a man who looked almost exactly like Chen Yi suddenly appeared behind him, just one step away from them.

But Chu Yu was sure that it was not Chen Yi in front of him.

Although they have the same well-behaved nose and eyes, the same long hair, and even the same clothes, there is one thing that is worlds apart.

That is, temperament.

Chen Yi is steady, old city, he is not in a hurry or slow to speak, and his tone almost does not fluctuate.

Looking at the one in front of him again, the magnified handsome face, smiling with a ruffian, the voice just now was full of obvious surprise, not Chen Yi's style at all.

"Senior Brother Yu, this is my younger brother, Chen Lang. After Chen Yi finished introducing Chu Yu, he continued to say to Chen Lang, "Xiao Lang, this is the second apprentice of Lord Baiyao, Chu Yu, who will practice here with us."

It turned out to be the brother of the same mother, no wonder they were so similar.

Chu Yu nodded at him, "Hello Senior Brother Lang, please take care of me in the future."

After listening to Chu Yu's words, Chen Lang was happy!

Someone dared to say to him, 'Take care of me'?

I haven't heard those four words in many years.

Chen Lang was so happy that he directly exposed his gums, "Yes, yes~ Of course, I have to take care of it, I will take good care of my little junior brother in the future!"

After speaking, he stepped forward affectionately and patted Chu Yu on the shoulder, looking like a good brother.