The old blacksmith put away the killing intent in his heart, looked at the back of the young man leaving, and suddenly felt that it seemed good to accept an apprentice, this kid looked very good, although he couldn't practice the power of Xingyuan, but if he could go higher on the road of martial arts and become the second Western Chu overlord in the world, it seemed to be good?

Thinking of this, the old blacksmith suddenly patted his face, and apologized to the overlord of Chu in the sky for his unrealistic thoughts in his heart, for the first person in the ages, even if he used all his strength, I am afraid it would be difficult to enter the place in front of the other party, let alone this little guy, and he didn't know where he had the courage to dare to think like this.

Soon after the young man left, the old blacksmith's tea-shop was put away, and the flame in the furnace was still burning, but the old blacksmith was gone.

The reason why he agreed to the young man's request was not entirely because he really valued the other party's qualifications, but because of the young man's vision.

The history of Qingyang Town is extremely long, so long that I don't know how many generations of kingdoms before the Yue Kingdom, the name of Qingyang has not been changed, Yang is fire, and when the fire is extremely hot, it is cyan, few people in the world know that there is Qingyang Iron Mine in the deep underground outside Qingyang Town, this iron ore is an excellent material for casting swords, and the old blacksmith is in urgent need of a handy weapon at this time, so he will suddenly come here, take ore at night, make iron during the day, and never know how to stop.

The next morning, the small tea shop was open as usual, and when the old blacksmith had just thrown the iron ore into the furnace, the young man came slowly from afar.

"You're pretty punctual. The old blacksmith said lightly.

"When the ancients practiced martial arts, they paid attention to a smell of chickens and dances, and I am nothing. The boy smiled: "It is my honor to be able to learn things under your old man's hands, it is a crime to miss every minute and every moment, of course, you have to be punctual." ”

"I've been an apprentice to the old man, but I have never told the old man the origin of your name, so isn't that a bit unusual? The old blacksmith said in a deep voice.

"Zhan Muhong is not from the Yue country. The young man said lightly: "If you are a teacher for one day, you will be a father for life, you who are a master, shouldn't you also introduce yourself." ”

"Master, master, it's just a word difference, and it looks like a normal call, the former has become a parent-like elder, and the latter is just a stinky iron, my old man is very stressed. The old blacksmith sighed with emotion, and then said with a smile: "The old man's surname is a yellow character, named Jiuqian, you can call me Mr. Jiuqian." ”

"Rice wine money?" Zhan Muhong was stunned for a moment, and said in confusion: "How much does the old gentleman's father love to drink rice wine, so he gave you such a name." ”

"Nine is the ninth of the ninety-nine supreme, not the wine of rice wine. The old blacksmith said impatiently: "You kid don't talk to the old man, or you will get out immediately." ”

Zhan Muhong smiled, didn't answer, turned around and poured two cups of tea in the tea shop, and then moved a stool to sit next to the old blacksmith, one cup on the table next to the old blacksmith, and one cup himself

I drank it.

"You don't need money to learn art, but you can ask for tea. The old blacksmith said, "Two bowls of tea are two copper coins, and they can be placed on the table." ”

Zhan Muhong pursed his lips and threw two copper coins on the table, not understanding why this kind of worldly master is so stubborn.

Huang Jiuqian didn't pay attention to Zhan Muhong, so he picked up a thick cloth and threw it into the wooden basin, soaked it and wrapped it on top of an iron piece, put the iron sword into the furnace, raised the hammer and began to beat.

Zhan Muhong watched the whole process carefully and seriously, and was a little surprised that Huang Jiuqian's hand was made of, it could withstand such a high temperature without being burned with a piece of wet cloth, and the speed at which he fell every time he lifted the hammer was very fast, so fast that Zhan Muhong could only see a phantom, and there would even be several phantoms overlapping in mid-air, looking like countless hammers were constantly beating the iron pieces.

Zhan Muhong asked curiously, "Old man, it looks like you are forging a sword?"

The old blacksmith who claimed to be Huang Jiuqian was concentrating on striking iron, and ignored Zhan Muhong's question.

Zhan Muhong sighed and said with emotion: "Qingyang Iron and the old man's craftsmanship, it must be a peerless sword, but I don't know which guy will be cheaper with such a powerful sword!"

Huang Jiuqian stopped, looked at Zhan Muhong, and said, "You are very noisy." ”

Zhan Muhong took a sip of tea, looked at the old blacksmith with an innocent face, and didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he would be driven away by the other party.

The old blacksmith Huang Jiuqian sighed, looked at the sky that was gradually breaking in the east, and muttered, "Once, I was also a swordsman. ”

"Oh?" Zhan Muhong said in admiration, "That old gentleman must also be a particularly powerful swordsman." ”

"Yes. Huang Jiuqian didn't have the slightest modesty, and said directly: "Once, I thought I was the number one sword in the world, but later I found out that I wasn't, I met two guys who were more powerful than me, and I broke my own sword." ”

"Third in the world. Zhan Muhong was stunned and said: "The third in the world, that is also a very powerful person." ”

He could only see that this old blacksmith did have something, where did he think that the other party turned out to be the third strongest man in kendo today, he and his brothers just lived in seclusion for a few days to avoid the limelight, and occasionally came to the town to drink tea and found this tea shop, who would have thought that he would pick up such a big leak?

"It's a great fart, if you don't go to the highest place, it's not great. The old blacksmith Huang Jiuqian said wistfully: "Life is a life, grass and trees are autumn, love one thing, then you have to give full play to this love, if you can't go to the highest place, what is the point of the old man who has insisted on the way of the sword all his life?"

"Who is the number one in the world?" Zhan Muhong asked suspiciously, "Could it be Zhou Yijin, who is known as the Sword Saint of the West Sea?"

The old blacksmith shook his head and said, "He's very powerful, but he can only be ranked second." ”

"The Sword Saint of the West Sea can only rank second, so how powerful does the first one have to be?" Zhan Muhong was a little surprised.

"The first is very powerful, because

Because he is the master of the number one sword sect in the world. Huang Jiuqian said lightly: "His name is Jingyang Zhenren." ”

Zhan Muhong was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "Old man, I think I already know who you are. ”

"I know you already know. Huang Jiuqian smiled: "You are so smart, if you still can't guess, then old man, I really have to think about letting you get out of my shop quickly." ”

Zhan Muhong muttered: "Mu Hong has a word to say, don't blame Mr. ”

Huang Jiuqian smiled: "If you have a fart, let it go!"

Zhan Muhong said: "In fact, kendo and cultivation and martial arts are the same, sometimes you don't have to stick to the end or where the peak is, pay more attention to the scenery along the way, and unconsciously, you may be able to get transcendent." ”

Huang Jiuqian was stunned, suddenly put down the hammer in his hand, looked at the eastern sky with understanding, and said slowly to Zhan Muhong: "The Confucian master is right, there is a sequence of hearing the Tao, Huang understands it." ”

(End of chapter)