"Grass people Changsheng, I've seen Lord County Guard!" In the magnificent hall of the County Guard's Mansion, Ye Changsheng saluted respectfully.

Liuhe County is the largest county seat in Jiufeng Province, with six towns under its jurisdiction: Sanshui, Yunshan, Wujiang, Taolin, Wan'an and Taiping.

The supreme governor of the six towns is Wu Tianen, the county guard.

On the main seat, Wu Tianen was around forty, white and fat, with a mustache, and his expression had a majesty.

He didn't raise his eyelids, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup and said lightly: "Ye Changsheng, this official is true to his word, and promised to give you a chance, I hope you won't let this official down!"

Chai An solemnly reminded: "Immortal, the Sword Casting Hall has created a Lingwu-level mid-grade long sword, which has been dedicated to the River Inspector. ”

The county guard, the river inspector, one is the head snake, the other is the dragon crossing the river, the two have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and they both want to suppress each other, and this time Liu Lao's birthday is no exception.

Whoever can get the favor of Liu Lao will have a more stable position, and whoever will be able to stand on the upper hand and control the overall situation.

The officials and magnates of the principality, to put it bluntly, are all grass on the wall, and whoever is more in the limelight, of course, they are on whose side.

If it weren't for that, how could Lord County Shou care so much about Liu Lao's birthday?

At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside the hall: "Dad, my daughter invited Grandpa Fan!"

The eldest lady who guarded the mansion, Wu Yu'er, accompanied an old man into the hall.

When she saw Ye Changsheng, she couldn't help but snort and raised her chin arrogantly.

Wu Tianen stepped forward, glanced at his daughter angrily, and then said to the old man with a spring breeze on his face: "This official has no time to doppelganger, so let my beloved daughter take a trip on my behalf, Master Fan, don't be surprised." ”

Master Fan smiled heartily: "Lord County Shou is serious, Miss Yu'er Bingxue is smart and innocent, and the old man is dozens of years younger with her." ”

Master Fan looked like he was in his sixties, his beard was gray, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were introverted, and he looked like a cultivator.

He wore a plain gray robe, and his gestures exuded detachment.

Wu Tianen said to Ye Changsheng: "Ye Changsheng, Master Fan is an eight-rank refiner of the Provincial City Refinery Guild. ”

Ye Changsheng was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I've seen the master!"

In the Ten Thousand Nations Domain of the Tianxuan Continent, the Refiner Guild is one of the most powerful guilds.

The lowest-level branch of the Alchemist's Guild is also stationed in the capital of a country's province.

The eighth-grade refiner is one of the few in the Yunlong Principality, and the president of the headquarters of the Principality Refiner's Guild is only a seventh-grade refiner.

It was precisely because of this that Master Fan was able to gain a transcendent status in the Nine Winds Province and become the target of the powerful from all sides.

"You are Ye Changsheng?" Master Fan was very surprised by Ye Changsheng's youth, and sighed in surprise.

He heard Xiao Yu'er say that it was Ye Changsheng who discovered the flaws of the Ice Lotus Sword, and destroyed the Lingwu-level long sword with only one silver hairpin.

This made Master Fan quite shocked.

So this time, Wu Tianen invited him to taste Ye Changsheng's sword, and Master Fan happily went.

He originally thought that Xiao Yu'er's words were exaggerated, but now that he saw Ye Changsheng himself, he knew that this swordsmith was even younger than he imagined.

Although he felt unreliable in his heart, Master Fan didn't show it, and looked at Qiu Tianzuo behind Ye Changsheng, on the two sword boxes in his arms.

Ye Changsheng took the short sword box and said with a smile: "I ruined the eldest lady's sword last time, and I was uneasy in my heart, so when I cast the sword this time, I cast an extra one and specially gave it to the eldest lady." ”

Wu Yu'er's eyes couldn't help but shine, but she snorted very reservedly: "Count you as acquaintances!"

The county guard Wu Tianen's face was not good-looking, when did this happen, Ye Changsheng still had time to tie up his daughter?

Could it be that the sword he forged was not very good, so he deliberately curryed favor with the official?

Thinking like this, Wu Tianen's face became even more ugly, and he even gave birth to a wave of anger.

Liu Lao's 70th birthday is not trivial, it is important to be able to get Liu Lao's care, but more importantly, Wu Tianen must not let his old enemy, the supervisor, Lou Yunhe steal the limelight.

Originally, Hong Yuntao dedicated a Lingwu-level mid-grade long sword to Lou Yunhe, which was enough to make him depressed, but now it's good, Ye Changsheng, who has lost hope in his heart, is also so unreliable.

Just when the county guard was holding back the fire, Ye Changsheng had already taken out the sword in the sword box and handed it to Wu Yu'er.

"Miss, this is a short sword modeled after the Ice Lotus Sword, a Lingwu-level lower grade. ”

"It's also Lingwu level?" Wu Yu'er was overjoyed, hurriedly stepped forward to take the long sword, and looked at it beautifully.

Although this sword is not as beautiful as the previous one, and even a little shabby, for some reason, the feeling in her hand is very comfortable, which makes her reluctant to let go.

"Xiao Yu'er, let the old man take a look at this sword. Master Fan's face showed a look of emotion, and he took the sword directly in a very rude manner.

Master Fan couldn't help but be moved, he saw the rhyme from this short sword!

A clever calligrapher has a rhyme in his calligraphy, and a painter's paintings also have a unique charm.

In the same way, when the swordsmith or refiner reaches a certain level, the work created will also reveal a unique charm.

This kind of realm is very mysterious, to experience is to experience, not to experience, no matter how many times others say it, still can't understand it.

If it was a well-known or old swordsmith, it would be fine, but Ye Changsheng was able to integrate "Qi Yun" into sword forging at such a young age, this attainment was really amazing.

Tasting the long sword is mainly about looking at the shape, listening to the sound, and trying the sword.

Looking at the shape, a good sword, the craftsmanship tends to be perfect, its shape must be smooth, even if the shape is a little weird, it will not violate the common sense of martial arts.

And a higher-level good sword can see the charm.

Listening to the sound is to test whether the material of the sword is symmetrical, whether there are dark wounds, and the echo of a good sword will not show a sense of fracture and sudden changes.

The test of the sword is to see if the sword is easy to handle and whether the center of gravity is adjusted properly.

This is highly subjective and varies from person to person.

It is for this reason that most of the swords of well-known swordsmen are tailor-made.

Master Fan looked at the long sword carefully, flicked various parts of the sword with his fingers, then held the hilt, sensed the center of gravity of the sword body, and finally danced out a few sword flowers.

His eyebrows stretched out rhythmically, and Master Fan exclaimed loudly: "Good sword, really a good sword!"

Wu Tianen was stunned, he had known the master for many years, and he had never seen the master happy and angry, let alone the master praising a nameless weapon so much.

His eyes couldn't help but flash a glimmer of divine light: "Master, this sword, is it really so good?"