The woman left, because of Mo Sheng's words, left.

She left with tears in her eyes and makeup.

Mo Sheng also has a younger brother, a twin brother, and his younger brother will ascend the throne as the emperor in the future, and be the sole monarch of the Wang Empire, supreme.

The woman said that this was originally Mo Sheng's, but Mo Sheng was not envious.

In the end, Mo Sheng hugged his mother, for the first time, and probably for the last.

Mo Sheng didn't want to be the prince, let alone the emperor, he just wanted to stay by the master's side, accompany the master, and honor the master.

And Mo Sheng didn't know that his decision changed the trajectory of his future and allowed him to embark on a new path in the future.

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Wutong Village has once again returned to its former calmness, or she has always been so calm. That night, no one knew about the blacksmith's shop, and the wind and snow covered all traces.

No one knew that in the small blacksmith shop, the six or seven-year-old boy was the prince of a country. Except for Lin Cheng, except for Mo Sheng.

Ding Ding Ding! ……

The sound of striking iron against the rising sun spread throughout Wutong Village.

This voice is green, heavy, and sweaty.

It was a handsome young man dressed in Gebu linen, beside the fire, swinging an iron hammer, hammering the red-hot iron in front of him again and again.

He sweated like rain, and his thin linen clothes were already soaked, but his eyes were blazing, like torches, as if he was performing something magical.

"Mo Sheng, you work so hard, but you can get the true inheritance of your master."

A middle-aged woman carrying a basket passed by the blacksmith shop, she looked at Mo Sheng, her eyes were full of smiles, and she contained satisfaction.

"Hehe...... Mo Sheng smiled, and while he was forging, he also raised his head to look at the woman, "Where is Aunt Wang going?" ”

"Oh, my girl is greedy and wants to eat wild vegetables, so I'll go to the back mountain to pick some for her." The woman smiled and said, "If Mo Sheng wants to eat, remember to come to my house later, my Xiaoni always mentions you to me." ”

"Hehe......" Mo Sheng scratched his head and laughed dryly, then stopped talking and continued to beat the red iron.

Hammer after hammer, the sound of tinkling and dinging is endless.

Mo Sheng is almost seventeen years old, although his face is still a little young and immature, but his body is strong and healthy, his bronzed skin is extremely solid, and he is already a handsome and capable guy.

Five years ago, he left the school and began to learn forging and ironmaking with Lin Cheng, hard-working, honest and studious, but now he is also well-known in Wutong Village.

Ordinary iron farming tools are forged by him, and Lin Cheng rarely makes a move.

"Mo Sheng, it's time to eat."

Lin Cheng walked out of the inner room, although his back was still straight, but his face had the vicissitudes of time, and even the original black hair was mixed with a little silver thread.

In the mortal, all cultivation no longer exists, or is forgotten by Lin Cheng, he is now an ordinary mortal, a blacksmith in an iron shop.

As time passed, his appearance grew older.

"Yes, Master."

Mo Sheng put down the hammer in his hand, washed his hands, wiped his sweat, sat down at the table, and began to have lunch with Lin Cheng. Lunch wasn't rich, but it wasn't shabby.

Three side dishes, a jar of broth, and of course, a cup of wine.

Lin Cheng would drink a cup of wine every day, which was brewed by himself, which was fragrant and spicy.

"Master, may I taste that wine?"

And Mo Sheng had already coveted the wine in the wine cup for a long time, but every time he wanted to try, he would be rejected by Lin Cheng. But he also enjoys it, and tries it every chance he gets.

Smelling the aroma of the wine was like a worm in his body.

"No," but this time Lin Cheng hadn't let him get his wish for a long time, "When you turn eighteen, you can drink as much as you want, but you can't drink until you're eighteen." ”

"Okay." Mo Sheng was a little disappointed, but he was not discouraged, he sniffed hard a few times, since he couldn't drink it, but it was okay to smell it.

When Lin Cheng saw him like this, he also laughed dumbly.

In the blink of an eye, another year passed, perhaps because time was already extremely fast, or maybe it was because Mo Sheng was looking forward to being able to drink when he was eighteen years old.

A year, but it's just a blink of an eye.

Mo Sheng drank the wine as he wished, and the spicy and fragrant fragrance fascinated him perfectly. With Lin Cheng's previous promise, Mo Sheng also drank a lot of wine that day, as if he wanted to make up for the previous eighteen years.

He was drunk and slept.

The sky is full of stars, flickering brightly and darkly, and sometimes even shooting stars pass by, making the quiet and beautiful starry sky even more charming.

Mystical charm.

The next day, Mo Sheng woke up and continued to forge again.

The sound of tinkling is constantly whitting, crisp and pleasant, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it is mixed with a little melancholy and a little sigh.

In the evening, facing the fiery sunset, under the call of Lin Cheng, Mo Sheng stopped what he was doing and began to eat the last meal of the day.

However, Mo Sheng was depressed, and his eyes flickered from time to time when he looked at Lin Cheng, obviously having a strong heart.

"If there's anything, just say it." Lin Cheng said lightly.

"Master, I'm ......" Mo Sheng hesitated.

Lin Cheng paused for the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Mo Sheng: "Do you want to get married?"

"No, no, Master......" Mo Sheng's cheeks flushed, and finally he struggled for a long time, but he still said what was in his heart, "Master, I feel that I have a problem with forging, and I have not been able to break through to a deeper level, and I can't be like Master, the iron forged is indestructible, and I can't cook and never decay." ”

"I feel, I feel ashamed of Master."

As early as a year ago, Mo Sheng felt that his forging technology had stagnated, encountered a bottleneck, and could not break through. Although the various iron tools and farm tools forged are very sharp, they cannot be made to perish.

Lin Cheng paused slightly, then looked at Mo Sheng again, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Mo Sheng, your talent in forging is very good, in just five years, you have reached the peak of the mortal world, and you have also reached the peak of this world."

"I thought you wouldn't pursue a higher level, but now it seems that you are thinking narrowly."

Lin Cheng put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, sat at the table, looked at Mo Sheng, and said slowly: "But since you have the intention of becoming very good, then I will teach you."

"Pack up tonight, and tomorrow I'll take you out of the village to find an opportunity for you to surpass yourself."

"Thank you, Master." Mo Sheng was pleasantly surprised, but at the end he also asked hesitantly, "Master, will we come back after we leave?" ”

Lin Cheng naturally knew the fetters and worries in Mo Sheng's heart, and he said with a smile: "Three months at the shortest, three years at the latest, and we will come back."

Mo Sheng was suddenly excited, there were already fetters in Wutong Village that he couldn't let go.

He didn't want to leave forever.

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