The blacksmith raised his head after a long time, tried to calm himself, and asked in a voice that still trembled with joy or sadness, "Is he dead?"

Li Xiangru glanced at the ox blacksmith, he didn't know what entanglement there was between the two of them, the master just mentioned a bet between the cow blacksmith in front of him and him, only by sending someone to take the knife, the ox blacksmith could leave the capital. The master also said that this ox blacksmith was also a poor man.

Li Xiangru sighed and said, "Master, he is an old man, and he passed away two years ago. ”

There was silence in the air for a long time, and only after a long time came a loud "buzzing" laughter, which shook as if the whole house was about to collapse.

"Well dead!haha!!haha...... He's finally dead!!I'm finally able to get out!!Do you know, his knife has trapped me for twenty-three years!!haha...... Twenty-three years!!" the blacksmith laughed like a mania, laughter emanating from his tall body, and sawdust falling from the roof.

Li Xiangru sighed again, and said in his heart: The blind master is really right, this person has a bad brain!

"Hmph!" Niu Blacksmith stopped laughing for a while, and said to Li Xiangru coldly and fiercely: "Boy, since he is your master, you can take the knife, but what he owes me should be paid back by you, right?!"

"Uh......" Li Xiangru rolled his eyes, and scolded angrily in his heart, he couldn't beat the old one, and now he came to bully the younger one? After being trapped for twenty-three years, why didn't he dare to go to the blind master? This NM is a pit! Look at the appearance of this iron ground, the whole body is harder and more steely, from that laughter, this bastard should also be a master of the Guiyun Period, right? He is a rookie who has just entered the realm of Youquan in front of him, and it is not enough for him to slap him, right? Fighting with him is simply looking for abuse, right? Moreover, when the blind master commented on this iron, there was no disgust in his tone, only regret. Desperate? Fan can't do it, right?

Li Xiangru's eyes rolled, and then said with a bitter face: "Senior Niu...... Didn't my master say that the knife was taken away, and the grudge would be eliminated from then on? Besides, ...... My master has passed away...... I'm just a junior and a little bit of a teacher...... No...... Even if you've been in the division for a long time, you're definitely not your opponent, not to mention...... The qualifications of the younger generation are dull, although the master has left a method of cultivation, I ...... I've just started practicing...... Certainly not your opponent's. "At the critical moment, it is time to admit cowardice. The blind master didn't tell him about this when he called him to fetch the knife...... Oh, my God......

"Phew!Father's debts are paid by son!," said the ox blacksmith.

"But he ...... It's not my father......" Li Xiangru said weakly.

"He is your master, so he is equal to your father!" said the ox blacksmith stubbornly.

He is your father, he is the father of your whole family! Li Xiangru cursed in his heart! The master is the master, where does the father say? Labor and management are not people in your world, and your ghost theories such as being a teacher for one day and a father for life have something to do with me!

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, not to mention that Li Xiangru never felt that he was a good man, if the blind master had a deep hatred for this iron-striker, he would definitely know. It is estimated that it is just some small contradictions. If this is the case, why should there be a conflict and be beaten? When it is time to admit cowardice, we must not pretend to be compared. Li Xiangru's mind was spinning, and he decided to use words to eliminate a unilateral torture.

"Actually...... I'm ...... with him Not very familiar either. I just happened to meet him when I was going up the hill to chop wood, and then he seemed to be very badly wounded, and then he grabbed my hand and insisted that I be his apprentice...... I don't want to be his apprentice, he has to say that he can't ignore the last wishes of an old man who is about to die, which is contrary to the morality of a scholar...... Then he said that I was sick and sick, and that my health would get better after studying, so I agreed to him...... He'd better give me an answer and go to the capital to get him a knife. I also said that I don't want a knife, I am just a scholar, practicing some martial arts is just to strengthen the body, and going up the mountain to cut wood is also because the grandmother next door is old and has no pay to make fire at home. Actually, I'm a very kind person, oh...... Still a very kind reader. Li Xiangru said nonsense in a serious manner, "Actually, you see, I basically only have one side relationship with my master." I've been learning his cultivation for three months...... But there's nothing......" Lee Sang-ru directly changed his self-proclaimed name from "junior" to "me".

"Hm......" The ox blacksmith scratched his head when he heard this, his face full of doubt. He walked up to Li Xiangru in one step and grabbed his wrist, huh...... Indeed, there is only a faint amount of spiritual power, and this spiritual power is okay to beat one or two ordinary people.

It's a mountain, not a person. When the blacksmith walked in front of Li Xiangru, he was a head taller than him. In later generations, this height of more than two meters is definitely basketball!

The blacksmith frowned, and said as if to himself, "That's not right...... Why is it so arrogant...... It's impossible to accept apprentices at will, even if he is about to die, he won't be so arbitrary, right?"

"Oh...... Originally...... His name is Mo Dawei, look at it...... If you hadn't told me his name, I wouldn't have known...... I'm really not familiar with him!" Li Xiangru took a step back and said in a whisper, "Look...... My thin body...... Pale face, in fact, I am a scholar. Studying to gain fame, what kind of cultivation do I need? ”

The blacksmith's face became indifferent, of course he didn't believe this nonsense at first, but this kid's face actually looked very sincere. This sincerity made him feel a little believable. Mo Dawei is arrogant, alone, and has a lot of evil spirits, behaves obediently, and occasionally acts unexpectedly, if he accepts an apprentice before he dies, it seems that he may also do this. It's just that this kid is really too weak, isn't it? It's strange, how does this kid look like he cultivates very low? He and Mo Dawei themselves don't have any deep hatred, although they are trapped here for twenty-three years, these twenty-three years are the quietest life he has ever lived, and even in the refining of weapons, he is also very refined. It's just that he has been trapped for so long, and he just has some resentment in his heart, and it just so happens that this sick scholar is Mo Dawei's disciple, even if Mo Dawei doesn't die, he can't beat him, but it's okay to beat his apprentice.

The blacksmith exhaled a few times in annoyance, he was afraid that he would kill this kid with one punch. He is a dignified master of smelting weapons, but he doesn't want to carry a junior who bullies and has no cultivation, so that he won't be laughed to death?

Li Xiangru stared at the blacksmith's expression, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, sure enough, this bead of the blind master could hide and lower his cultivation after stepping into the realm of the hidden spring, and even the blacksmith master could not detect his cultivation. Although he has now broken through the realm, many techniques can also exert his power, but there is still a lack of practice and proficiency. If you fight with this iron-striking person, I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten by him...... Even if he could fight a few times, he couldn't get out of it all.

"Ahem...... Predecessor...... Otherwise, I don't want this knife?" Li Xiangru said in a negotiable tone as he looked at the big blacksmith who was pondering.

"How can this be done!" The ox blacksmith immediately roared angrily: "If you don't take back this knife, how can you step out of this damn cage?!

The blacksmith strode over to the wall where the broken knife hung and slammed his thick, hard fist into the wall, the white brick wall turned into powder under the violent impact, revealing an ancient red wooden box. He reached in and pulled out, a wooden box about three feet long, and slowly took it out of it.

"Wow, your knife!" The ox blacksmith didn't pay attention to the dust on the wooden box, and was afraid that Li Xiangru would not take the knife and walked directly to Li Xiangru, grabbed his hand and stuffed it into his hand, and said with a gloomy smile: "Boy, this knife was once broken, and I picked it up with a stone from outside the sky." Sharpen iron like clay, break gold and jade, and I don't know if your dead ghost master has told you about the origin of this Baipi Knife, and I don't know if you can use it for your cultivation!"

After Li Xiangru took it, his legs, which were pressed by the heavy force, bent down, and he almost knelt down. His face immediately turned a little pale. This is not only the weight of the knife, but also the deliberate strength of the great blacksmith. He couldn't help but curse a few more times in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a few more words, he could still withstand this small punishment. Also, the blind master's words made the family trapped in this shabby place for twenty-three years, and it is normal to have grievances.

"Get this knife and get out of here! Otherwise, I won't promise to beat you up! Don't blame me for bullying you!" The blacksmith glared angrily and waved his big hand, his tone extremely impatient.

"Oh...... All right. Li Xiangru took the sword box and ran out of the blacksmith shop in a hurry, and almost fell when he ran out.

The blacksmith snorted twice, until Li Xiangru walked away, with a pleased smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Stinky boy, if you know that you can't beat it, you can play it, this is quite similar to your dead master." Even if Mo Dawei was seriously injured and died tragically, he would not accept apprentices at will, let alone give away the beads. If it weren't for the bead that I knew about Mo Dawei, it would have been hidden from you. ”

After standing in the room for a long time, the blacksmith looked around the room, his face full of loneliness.

The movement of the blacksmith shop had already attracted the attention of the neighbors, and several people poked their heads out to glance into the shop. However, it only took a few glances before he retracted his neck.

It's a blacksmith shop, and if it gets quiet, that's not normal. The only thing that aroused curiosity was that the sound was somewhat like a big blacksmith arguing with a man.

The blacksmith looked around a few times, and silently closed the doors and windows.

He walked over to the cabinet in the back room, pushed it open, revealing a secret door. It was a small basement, and he lit a fire and lit the butter candles on the walls along the road, and the room was red and yellow by the light of the candles.