"This old thing, he thinks you're coveting him. "Naturally, I know this look.

Ignoring the blacksmith and wanting to sleep again, Xu Yongzheng said, "I want to find you to build a sword box." ”

"Hmph. The blacksmith finally responded.

"The dog-mother's Tibetan Soldier Palace, this time I used this trick again, don't think about it. I'll never strike iron again in my life. ”

It seems that the blacksmith Xie is treating Xu Yongzheng as a person who hides the army hall and plots against him.

"You're mistaken, I'm not ······"

"What are you, you're not from the Tibetan Soldier Palace?

It can be seen that the blacksmith's hatred for the Tibetan Soldier Hall is often killed to prove his identity.

"This time, you have the ability to continue to fight Lao Tzu, if Lao Tzu is afraid of death, he will not break his tendons. Blacksmith continued to shout.

This scream woke up the sleeping stupid son. The boy clung to the blacksmith's clothes, and his body trembled violently.

Xu Yongzheng looked at the blacksmith's right hand, and saw that a hideous scar appeared on his wrist, it seemed that what he said was true, he really broke his tendon. In this case, it is absolutely impossible to strike iron.

"I don't know what kind of feud you have with the Hidden Soldier Palace, but I'm really here to build the sword case. ”

"I can fight any weapon with a horn knife, if you want me to fight the sword box, there is no way. ”

"You see, this man really thinks of himself as the ultimate blacksmith. He said.

Xu Yongzheng didn't know how to convince this person that he couldn't really kill a person from the Hidden Soldier Palace. If he threatens with wine and meat, this person will probably not be fooled.

"What do you want me to do to trust me?"

"Haha, cut off one of your arms, and I'll believe you. Blacksmith smiled nervously.

Xu Yongzheng won't really take this seriously, and he is not a fool.

"It seems that you are indeed a person from the Tibetan Soldier Palace. ”

Xu Yongzheng's eyes moved, and he said, "I was introduced by the lady with red sleeves." ”

"Where did the red-sleeved lady come from, the green-sleeved lady, haha. ”

Xu Yongzheng stopped talking nonsense, but opened the wooden box behind him, and took out the letter and the mask he had never brought.

The blacksmith did not take the letter, but the mask.

After some confirmation, the blacksmith finally smiled and said, "It's really the handiwork of the red-sleeved lady." ”

Xu Yongzheng took the mask and put it in his arms.

Blacksmith Xie looked at the drawings that Xu Yongzheng accidentally revealed, and said, "What kind of drawings are that, show me." ”

Xu Yongzheng handed over the drawings when he heard this.

"When did Lao Tzu become so good at striking iron? Someone actually came to the door. The blacksmith was too dead to die anymore. ”

After reading the drawings, the man's eyes changed slightly, and he said, "What kind of weapon needs such a sword case? ”

Thousands of taels of silver, Xu Yongzheng couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue, this kind of price is not cheap. He is a little shy in his pocket now, how can he get rich without those money givers?

"Show me your sword. The wooden box was deftly opened by this person, revealing the appearance of two famous swords, a Jin Ge sword and a countercurrent sword.

The man's hands trembled slightly, stroking the Jin Ge sword that was oozing cold, and slowly pulled out the Jin Ge sword with his left hand, "This sword is cold, and it is like a string to listen to, like hearing the roar of an iron horse, it can be regarded as a good sword." ”

Looking at another countercurrent sword, he lightly buckled the countercurrent scabbard, and the countercurrent sword was finally unsheathed, "This should be a woman's saber." ”

"How do you see that?"

The man stopped looking drunk and said, "Quite simply, you don't have this scent on you. Could it be that it's your good sword?"

"No, it's a friend's sword. ”

"Well, I won't ask too much, this sword is only a half-finished product, and the breath on it has the smell of a sword curtain. Where did you get that? Anyway, I shouldn't have asked about that. ”

When the drunken man touched the sword and talked about it, his cloudy eyes slowly became clear.

"Do you still have a sword on you?" asked the blacksmith again.

Xu Yongzheng was taken aback and replied honestly: "There is indeed another handle." ”

When Xu Yongzheng handed over the Xuanyi Sword, the man didn't care at first, and after stroking it, he said: "This sword, the sound of gold and stone, has a peculiar texture, the heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful. It's a pity, but it's a waste sword. Otherwise, this sword should be the = strongest of the three swords. It's a pity. ”

"I don't know if my predecessors can ······"

Blacksmith Xie shook his head, handed over the Xuanyi Sword, and said, "My hands are useless at this time, and I can't make iron. Even if I could make iron, I wouldn't have repaired this sword. ”

"Why?"

"Because, the possibility of repairing this sword is too low, and I don't want to have one less divine weapon in the world. ”

Xu Yongzheng held the Xuanyi Sword and smiled knowingly, the warm current from the sword seemed to comfort him, don't go to his heart. This feeling is extremely wonderful, but Xu Yongzheng clearly senses it.

"With so many swords, how is your kendo cultivation?" asked the blacksmith in a hoarse voice.

Xu Yongzheng's figure moved, a sword raised, Gu front and back, a sword raised, Gu left and right.

His mind was almost clear, the Xuanyi Sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the Xuanyi Sword was drawing out more and more qi.

In the air, a white mist began to emerge again.

A cloud of yellow sand began to appear under Xu Yongzheng's sword, and the yellow sand continued to expand, and after a while, it would converge into a trickling stream, and then it would condense into a small stream, and finally the yellow sand finally became a big river.

The vast artistic conception rose again, Xu Yongzheng drew his sword but did not kill the enemy.

You don't see it, the vast water comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, the rolling yellow sand scatters the stars, and the tornado covers the heavenly palace like a pillar.

I saw that the sand and dust gradually took on a small whirlpool under the traction of Xu Yongzheng's qi engine, and the whirlpool did not become larger, but quickly took shape and turned into a lifelike yellow dragon.

The yellow dragon opened his eyes, and his majesty was revealed.

Xu Yongzheng finally stopped, and Huanglong drifted away with the wind.

And under this action, the yellow sand on the ground was also swept around.

The blacksmith rubbed the fine sand in his eyes and asked casually, "What else do you need?"

Xu Yongzheng saw that this person seemed to have signs of relenting, and said his request in one go, only to see him say slowly: "If you can, I need a soft sword three feet long and two fingers wide, I wonder if you can build it?"

The man opened his red eyes, stretched out five fingers, opened them wide, and said, "No two prices, five thousand taels." ”

Xu Yongzheng was not surprised, this person was able to analyze the origin of the three swords, and Xu Yongzheng directly told him that this person was not simple.

"Okay, I promise you. Three days later, one hand to pay and one hand to deliver. Xu Yongzheng said a little boldly.

The blacksmith also laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you? Five thousand taels of silver is not a small amount." ”

Xu Yongzheng explained with a smile: "Since you can afford this price, you must have something to rely on, if you can build this box, you will be happy to spend more money." ”

The blacksmith said, "Do you think it's any use for me to ask for that money? For a drunkard like me, a roast chicken and a pot of liquor every day are enough." And I'm a stupid son, as long as I can eat enough, it's enough. ”

"Come, young man, take up your sword. Split the earthen stove. ”

Xu Yongzheng didn't expect this person to make such a request, so he had to carry the Xuanyi Sword, and two sharp sword qi split the earthen stove.

There was a metal crash from inside the earthen stove.

"Go ahead, get that box out. ”

Xu Yongzheng stepped forward to take a look and found that a black box was buried under the earthen stove. He picked up the Xuanyi Sword and dug out the box without much effort.

"Don't forget to knock the earthen stove down. Blacksmith reminded.

When Xu Yongzheng heard this, he turned his head and slashed at the earthen stove with a horizontal sword qi, which completely turned the place of the earthen stove into a ruin.

I don't know, will that stupid boy choose to stay by this earthen stove tomorrow?

I don't know what material this box is, it's quite light, and the box itself is no more than half a palm's thick, and it doesn't look like it can hold four swords.

The movement just now finally woke up the silly child who was sleeping soundly.

The child looked at Xu Yongzheng, who was walking step by step, and then looked at his father, and found that something faintly fell on his father's face, dripping on the dust.