Stepping into the bustling Chang'an again, the mood is very different.

Jingye walks on the long street, the people around him come and go naturally, and the small stall merchants on both sides laugh and talk about discounts, which is the case in Shengjing.

"Now I can go to a lot of places and I am not restricted. Jingye looked at the surrounding restaurants and teahouses, thinking in his heart. It's just that I haven't completely accepted the reality, after all, I have been practicing Buddhism for five years, and I still need some time to change when I get into my heart and nature.

When I thought about the place I could go, the first thing I thought of was Hua Manlou. "Now I can go to you generously. Jingye looked in the direction of Hua Manlou and smiled slightly. The flowers are full of buildings, I didn't go in the first time, I slipped in the second time, and the third time I went in openly.

Without stopping, the pure karma walked slowly. He didn't have a clear plan in mind, although his destination was the Sage Academy. But since you want to enter the academy, you must have a competition. Pure Ye remembered that the Nine Sages had told him that it was not only the cultivators of the Tang Kingdom who came to enter the academy, but also the young cultivators from other places.

"If you want to compete, you don't have a weapon on you, and you can't bring anything in the temple, but I have a weapon in hand, so let's go to the blacksmith shop first. "Pure karma thought that he didn't have a weapon yet, and if the opponent he met had a weapon, he would suffer.

made a plan first, and Jingye also had the first thing to do when he entered the city, stepping up his pace and looking for a blacksmith shop everywhere.

The territory of the Tang State cannot be said to occupy one side, but it is definitely not comparable to the ordinary sect city, and the capital city of Chang'an alone is a bit too big.

In order to find the blacksmith shop, Jingye wandered around for most of the day, although it was not very tiring, but it was a little time-consuming. Turning down from here, there are some restaurants, grain shops, cloth shops and so on, but Jingye bought two sets of clothes while looking for a blacksmith shop, and spent a few taels of silver.

After walking into the city for a long time, Jingye finally found a cold blacksmith shop in an inconspicuous corner.

The sign of the blacksmith's shop was very rudimentary, except for a rag on which it said to strike iron, and nothing else. At first, he wasn't sure, but it wasn't until he heard the sound of iron striking in the house and felt a hot breath that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shi... Boss. When Jingye came to the blacksmith shop, he subconsciously wanted to talk about the donor, so he bluntly changed his words.

The blacksmith shop was deserted, there was not much space inside, only two stoves, and three shirtless men, and on the opposite side of the stove was a large table full of various metal materials, and the wall next to the table was covered with various sword molds.

"Monk, does the little master want to strike iron or do you want to buy weapons?" asked a big man who was tempering the dark red iron block and looked up at Jingye.

"Boss, I want weapons, do you have any sticks here?" Jingye looked at it roughly, there was nothing he wanted, and he asked the big man with a smile.

"Stick, this weapon is a bit unpopular, Tang Guo advocates long knives, sharp and light, and I am here to produce the best long knives in Tang Kingdom, do you want to consider buying a knife?" The boss thought about it when he heard this, and said while putting the iron he had tempered into the water tank.

"Boss, don't call me little master, I'm not a monk. It's not impossible to use a long knife, but I'm comfortable with a stick. If you don't have a club here, look at the long knife. Jingye looked at the sturdy boss, he could feel the beating of spiritual power from the big man's body, although it was not strong, but it was true.

"Haha, I saw that you had no hair, and I thought you were a monk, sorry little brother. I can't say that I don't have a stick, but because no one wants it, I just left it alone, or don't you take a look at the long knife first?" The boss laughed and said to Jingye with a slight apology.

"That's fine. Jingye smiled.

"Third brother, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll take this little brother to see the knife first. The boss said to his companion who was sharpening a knife behind him.

"Okay, big brother. The third child responded.

Immediately, the boss took the pure karma around the stove and opened a wooden door, in which all kinds of weapons were neatly placed.

"It turned out that there was another room in it. "Jingye didn't expect that there was a room inside, looking around, long knives, swords, guns, axes, hammers, but there were no sticks, which made Jingye a little uncomfortable.

"Little brother, look at it casually, I dare to pack these weapons, and there is no better craftsmanship in the entire capital than mine. The boss smiled confidently, he looked at his weapons and was extremely proud.

Jingye looked at these weapons seriously, "The gun is a battlefield weapon, and I am not used to it, and there are no moves to use the axe and hammer." As for the sword, don't think about it for now, as for this long knife..."Jingye began to calculate in his heart, and finally he came to a long knife, reached out and held the long knife, picked it up and looked at it.

"Little brother, good eye, this ink knife is the best knife I have here. The boss's eyes kept turning with Jingye, after all, he was doing business, seeing Jingye holding a long black knife, the boss hurriedly smiled.

"Bell ......"

Jingye ignored the boss, stretched out his left hand, and flicked his finger on the black knife, and a crisp echo came out like a wave, endlessly.

"It's a good knife, but boss, why is this ink knife black? "Jingye's eyes lit up when he heard the sound, and the sound of the general long knife was stiff, which was different.

"The raw material of this ink knife is a piece of black metal, which my brother and I accidentally obtained in the mountains. The boss was very cheerful and spoke without even thinking about it.

"Black metal, this long knife is black, but it's very translucent. But boss, since you say that your craftsmanship is so good, I see that your business here is really cold. "Jingye doesn't know much about this, but whatever it is, he has now been beaten with a good knife. For the sake of insurance, he asked again.

"It's... The little brother doesn't know something, now that the Tang Kingdom is strong and prosperous, there are no wars and disputes, and the people naturally don't need these things. Besides, even if it is a cultivator, what they are pursuing is the divine weapons left over from the past, where will they look down on our shoes and other crafts, and the business will naturally be deserted. However, little brother, don't worry about me cheating you, you get what you pay for, I Wang Meng never asks for a price when I do business!" His business will only be booming when the national war is in force, but he would rather not forge a sword than a war that will bring disaster to the people.

"So that's the case, Boss Wang, I want this ink knife, make a price. Hearing this, Jingye said very happily.

"Since the little brother has taken a fancy to it, one hundred taels!" Wang Meng thought for a while and gritted his teeth.

"One hundred taels?" When Jingye heard this, one hundred taels bought a knife at the blacksmith shop, and anyone would think that this person was a fool. No matter how expensive a better knife is, it will be more than ten taels.

"Little brother, do you think it's expensive?" Wang Meng asked when he saw that Jingye was a little hesitant.

"Yes, it's just one hundred taels!" Jingye waved his hand and decided. His instincts told him that the knife was worth a hundred taels. After speaking, Jingye took out a hundred taels from the small package on his waist and handed it to the boss.

Since the little brother is an understanding person, then I won't take advantage of you, I really haven't built the stick you just said, but I have a ready-made one, if you want it, I'll give it to you. Wang Meng took the silver and said very happily. This one hundred taels is enough for the three brothers for more than half a year, and it will be winter again in the near future, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing.

"Then thank you Boss Wang. Jingye urged his spiritual power, put the ink knife into his thunder ring, and then smiled.

This was naturally seen by Wang Meng, but Wang Meng didn't see it, he knew that sometimes if he saw something he shouldn't see, something would happen.

"It's this, it's fate, this thing was also found by my brothers who went to panning iron, and I didn't think much about it at the time, so I moved it back. It's heavy, so I'll leave it here. Wang Meng took Jingye to the other side of the stove, pointed to the ground, and smiled.

Jingye looked down and saw that there was a stick the thickness of two fingers between the cracks in the stone slab. There were many broken pits at both ends of this stick, and there were many twisted lines in the middle of the stick, if it weren't for the fact that the stick was black and red, he would have thought it was a branch.

"Well, little brother, if you can, you can take it away, it's still ashes if you leave it here anyway. Wang Meng looked at Jingye and asked.

"I just bought a long knife, and I don't want to use it, so I use it. Jingye nodded, meaning that he wanted it. Holding a rag from the side, Pure Karma grabbed the stick and slammed it up.

For a moment, the smoke flew.

Looking at the third brother who picked up the stick with one hand, his mouth opened wide.

"So much strength?" The stick that the two of them could only lift, was held by a thin young man with one hand, what a shame.

"The feel is OK, the weight is OK, thank you Boss Wang for your generous gift. Jingye wiped the soil off the stick with a rag, waved it simply, and said with satisfaction.

"Well, you're welcome, little brother. If you need any weapons in the future, or if you want to build a special one, just come to me. Wang Meng paused for a moment, and said with a smile.

"That's goodbye. Pure karma arched his hand and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

"Goodbye, little brother. Wang Meng smiled and waved his hand.

After Jingye left, the other two people in the blacksmith shop hurriedly asked, "Big brother, how can this kid pick up that broken stick?" "Yes, big brother. ”

"What do you two know, that little brother is not an ordinary person, although he is young, but his heart seems to be calm. The ring in his hand is not a mundane thing, and besides, he is still a cultivator. Wang Meng patted the back of the third child's head and said.

"Oh, so young, what a envy. The second child sighed.

"What are you envious of, everyone has their own destiny, and God is destined to do it. Alright, let's all get to work. Wang Mengyou gave the second child a look and said. It's an opening today.

Then, the three of them began to do their own things again, in this small place that no one cared about.

After Jingye left, he found a laughing restaurant and ordered some vegetarian dishes.

He was also hungry for most of the day. But it's not a toss in vain, that ink knife is definitely not a hole, and the pure karma is very certain. As for that stick, it doesn't look like an ordinary thing, and Jingye feels that he is very profitable.

Satisfied, he drank a cup of tea, Jingye added a mouthful of food, and was about to eat when there was a sudden quarrel next to him.

It's really not quiet to eat!