The few family members who followed Li Xiaobai's carriage would never have thought that the reason why the second young master of his family wanted to worship the bad old man in the Gan Ji sword shop in the Anvil Lane of the East City Craftsman Workshop as a teacher was because he accidentally discovered that this old man Gan was able to build a flying sword, and he was surprised for a while, and he was determined to achieve the skill of refining flying swords. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the Hundred Weapons Pavilion of the eldest grandson's family is famous for dealing in all kinds of rare treasures, and even rare magic weapons, it will be even more powerful if there is one more swordsmith who can create flying swords.

Old man Gan is already dying, even if he can serve the Hundred Instruments Pavilion, I am afraid it will not last long, if he can learn this magical skill, he will immediately become a hot and sought-after big man in Tianjing City, not only fame and fortune, but also have the opportunity to win the title of the Pavilion Master of the Hundred Instruments Pavilion.

Thinking of the infinite future, how could the eldest grandson Dingmen be willing to let go, and it is not surprising that he would regard Li Xiaobai as a thorn in the flesh.

The carriage came to the gate of the Royal Secret Division again, and finally stopped.

Just like yesterday, the Praetorian Guards were around early.

Someone beat his chest and paused, obviously it was the guy who couldn't come to Li Xiaobai under the handicap yesterday, some people were beaming, they must be optimistic about this sacred boy who doesn't know where it is, and he won the silver money by borrowing light, in addition to Nanya's guards, even Yu Linwei and Jin Wuwei have people come to see this rare liveliness, and such a good thing as gambling must be indispensable.

There were a few other unknown people in the corner, and they occasionally took a photo, but they kept their distance from each other, quietly watching the carriage that arrived on time and the people who walked down from the carriage.

He provoked the Royal Secret Department one after another, but nothing happened, and such strange things have never happened since the founding Emperor Taizu of the Dawu Dynasty set up the Secret Division.

The few housekeepers who were behind the carriage had no idea that their every move had fallen into the eyes of the others, and they all looked happy, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break into hell, and this desolate and secluded place is just right for them to start.

"Who are those sneaky guys? Are you trying to trouble that kid?"

"Looks like, there's a good show to watch today!"

"It's the people of the Hundred Instruments Pavilion of the eldest grandson's family, and I recognize two of them. ”

"How can it be the Hundred Instruments Pavilion, does the eldest grandson family have anything to do with the Secret Division?"

"I can't say, the eldest grandson may be tired of being alive, and he wants to provoke those living Hades of the Secret Division!"

Whispering or confused self-talk in the corners came and went, and many people were surprised that there were more "little tails" behind the horse's back today.

"Akang, I always feel that something is wrong!"

A housekeeper carrying a short stick as thick as an egg and a sour jujube wood felt a chill hit his body for no reason, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

"What's the matter? If you're afraid, go back! If you don't have a penny, you might have to eat the family law!"

The leading family member was full of flesh, staring at this coward with fierce eyes.

However, when someone mentioned this, others also reacted one after another, and they all noticed the strange atmosphere around them, dead trees and weeds, and strange deserted places inexplicably appeared in the inner city of the imperial capital Tianjing, which was really unusual, there seemed to be a hidden figure in the corner, and there seemed to be countless eyes secretly looking at them.

The strange atmosphere was pervasive, and the family began to become suspicious one by one.

Suddenly, another family member screamed, his eyes bulging out like dead fish, and he pointed to a mansion in front of him, barely squeezing out a voice in his throat: "This, here, ah!" His legs trembled directly.

"What are you doing here? If you can't finish the second son's explanation, be careful to go back and eat the family law!"

The leader, Ding Akang, glared angrily at these guys who suddenly trembled, followed their gaze, and immediately trembled, and his eyes became glazed.

"Bastards of the Secret Division, you shrunken turtles, ...... raised by the little lady"

More than twenty steps away, the person who was about to start was carrying a strange-shaped thing and scolded directly, and his voice was not small at all.

"This, this, this!

Akang's stammering attack was flat, and a bone-chilling cold air rushed up from the tail vertebrae, as if he had fallen into an ice hole in an instant, and his whole body became extremely stiff, and he obviously wanted to turn around and run, but his legs were like lead, and he couldn't move no matter what.

My God, what kind of person is that guy, who dares to scold in front of the Royal Secret Division, is the old birthday star tired of eating arsenic?

Thinking of his position at the moment, all the family members immediately looked like earth, and it was over, this was a harbinger of destroying the nine clans!

A quarter of an hour is like a lifetime for these families.

After scolding without repetition as usual, Li Xiaobai, who opened his throat, was refreshed, threw the iron loudspeaker back into the carriage, and drilled it back again.

The carriage didn't seem to see the six guys who were slumped on the ground and were in a daze under them, just like when they came, Shi Shiran drove past them.

Neither Hu Li nor Li Xiaobai was interested in taking a second look at these ill-intentioned tailgators, and those dark-colored thick wooden sticks exposed the deep malice of these guys.

The family members were in despair again.

Is such a guy something that the Hundred Weapons Pavilion can provoke?

The carriage came to the East Market in the outer city again, this time he did not rush to Anvil Lane first, but found a wood craftsman shop in Gongyi Lane and put down a silver tael and a few drawings, and then Shi Shiran walked to the smoky Anvil Lane Ganji Sword Shop.

Qing Yao had no interest in standing stupidly in the filthy and filthy blacksmith alleys everywhere, and was still shrinking in the money bag of Xiaobai's classmates as a rich miser.

Isn't the demon slave who guards money a miser?

Before he walked to the Gan Ji sword shop, he heard the old man's chattering and scolding from a distance, and as soon as Li Xiaobai stepped into the shop, the scolding of his head and face rushed towards him.

"When are you! Come now! If you don't want to come, don't come, the old man just brought it into the coffin himself, and save some effort! Go, push the bellows, just like yesterday!"

This old man's pedigree is really big, and he actually brought the flying sword into the coffin as a burial companion.

In the face of such an unreasonable old man, Li Xiaobai didn't even have the interest in justifying, he just wanted to get his flying sword in his hands as soon as possible, and then get as far away from this eccentric and irascible old guy as possible.

I have to say that the first half of the "Maha Praran" mystery not only improved Li Xiaobai's five senses, but also improved his control over the power a lot.

The rising flames began to appear evenly in pure blue, not only the apprentice who hammered the iron ingot looked at Li Xiaobai in surprise, but even the old man Gan, who likes to pick and choose, nodded involuntarily, and couldn't find a trace of fault at all.

Even if it is replaced by Old Man Gan himself, I am afraid that he can only do it to this extent at most.

After only an hour, Li Xiaobai was called to the backyard by Old Man Gan, pointed to a pile of stones and said, "There are at least seventeen kinds of gold and iron ore in here, you sort them out for me." ”

A bunch of large and small, gray and black stones are really difficult to distinguish between them.

Seeing Li Xiaobai looking at the pile of stones, the old man Gan threw out a thick book with yellow and cracked pages, slapped it heavily on his chest, and said: "Take this and look at it, you will know how to distinguish after reading it, the old man is very busy, and he has no time to deal with you!"

"Hey, old man, my flying sword!"

Li Xiaobai wanted to remind the other party that he was here to customize flying swords, not to sort stones.

"Young man, don't be in a hurry! what should be yours will be yours, be patient!"

Old man Gan directly interrupted Li Xiaobai's words, and left with Shi Shiran behind his back.

This strange old man, Li Xiaobai held the book and looked at the cover.

"Jin Shi Ji", turned two pages, it seems to be a mineral manual, about four or five hundred pages, each page is written with the name of a metal, not only details the origin of the metal, ore characteristics, refining methods, semi-finished and finished metal texture characteristics, how heavy, advantages and disadvantages, how to be compatible with other metals and taboos and other information, can be used to sort ore content is only a small part of it.

- (To be continued.) )