(Ask for recommendations, collections, don't forget to move your fingers if you like it~) After more than two years, Nie Feng is now a fifteen-year-old boy, a swordsman who has cultivated in the First Heaven, and a swordsmith who has reached the realm of Xiaocheng when he has entered the sword essence, but even so, when he returned to Guyun City again, he still did not attract anyone's attention. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he arrived at the gate of Mufu, Nie Feng was separated from Peng Yuan and the others, Peng Yuan had a task to hand over, and Nie Feng had to go to the courtyard group of the Mufu and the others alone to find the one that belonged only to him.

It's still those fences, it's still those small rooms, everything seems so familiar, and even the puppet swordsman carved by his father himself is still lying quietly on the wooden table in the courtyard, which makes Nie Feng feel like a dreamy world. Suddenly, the door opened, and an extremely familiar figure and smell came to his face, and Nie Feng's tears finally couldn't help falling.

"Mother...... I'm back......"

Hearing this voice that had already sounded in the depths of his soul for an unknown number of times, Nie Shi couldn't help but tremble all over, his eyes were slightly dull for a moment, and then he fixed his eyes and rubbed his eyes vigorously, only then did he confirm that what was in front of him was not illusory.

"Feng'er, is it really you? my Feng'er......"

Nie Shi hurried two steps in three steps, pounced, and hugged Nie Feng tightly into his arms.

It is said that the mother is worried, but the real mother and son, how can the two words worry enough to describe it. For more than two years, Nie and her husband have been talking about how Nie Feng is doing, whether she can take care of herself, whether she has grown taller or something, and the feeling of worrying about her stomach has tormented Nie and her husband's hearts almost every day.

At this moment, the son finally came back, and the heart that had been hanging for more than two years finally fell back to its original place, a peace and ease from the heart, as if it was a stormy wave, occupied Nie's whole body, heart-rending crying, uncontrollable gushing out, hugging Nie Feng's arms tightened again and again, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear again.

Nie Feng seems to have changed back to his original self at this moment, the fear and suffering he has suffered for more than two years have been vented out by crying, the person in front of him is the person Nie Feng is willing to complain about his heart, and everything in front of him is Nie Feng's most reassuring little harbor.

After venting the emotions of longing for many days, Nie happily pulled his son into the room, looked up and down, touched around, as if he was afraid that Nie Feng was missing something, and when he saw that his immature face had gradually become dark and steady, and his fragile shoulders seemed to reveal the perseverance to take responsibility, Nie's eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Immediately, Nie Shi asked for warmth, long and short, and then was busy cooking for Nie Feng, and the latter couldn't pull it.

Soon a bowl of steaming lean porridge was served on the table, which was Nie Feng's favorite food, and his mother did not forget it. Holding the hot bowl and looking at the face in front of him that was even more vicissitudes, Nie Feng suddenly choked up, and his eyes turned red again, but this time the tears were forcibly endured by him.

And Nie looked at his mature son with a loving face, with an unconcealable smile on his face, and the mother and son chatted at the dining table, occasionally sighing and laughing.

A lot of things will happen in more than two years, how can it be said in a few words, the mother and son chatted unconsciously from lunchtime to the evening, until Nie Feng's father Nie Tong pushed the door in, which ended the topic that did not want to end, and another joy spread all over these small rooms again.

The father and son even drank wine at the table, and the irrepressible excitement and excitement gradually eased.

"Dad, I learned the art of sword casting from Jin Lao, why don't we open a sword-casting shop!"

Nie Feng's eyes revealed a hint of longing and excitement.

"Oh, this ......"

Nie Tong's face suddenly turned stunned, and then his brows slowly frowned.

"Kid ......"

Nie Tong suddenly grew serious.

"I'm very happy that you can learn the art of sword casting, but the sword casting shop is not something that can be opened if you want to, Yeshi Town is no better than Guyun City, where all aspects are relatively free, and there are not many superior people, but this is almost a place for superior people, if we want to open a sword-casting shop, we must occupy a place in Guyun City, that is to say, we must get the consent of the corresponding people; ”

Nie Tong's voice was a little heavy, in the face of his son's passionate thoughts, he, as a father, not only couldn't be satisfied, but he also had to pour cold water, which was definitely not what he wanted to do, but his son's ideas were indeed too out of place.

"Dad, can you estimate how much it will cost in total?"

Nie Feng's voice was still as calm as before, as if it had not been disturbed by Nie Tong's worries.

"Oh, this...... Well, at least...... Gotta this number!"

Nie Tong didn't want to talk about this unrealistic idea anymore, but it seemed that his son still refused to give up, so he had no choice but to stretch out two fingers.

"Two hundred taels of silver?"

Nie Feng was slightly stunned, but when he saw Nie Tong nodding slowly, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Dad, don't worry, I can solve the matter of Yinliang!" Nie Feng paused slightly, and in the latter's somewhat surprised gaze, he continued, "It's just, does Dad know who we should talk to about this matter?"

Nie Tong sobered up a little at this time, "I was working in Mu Mansion, and it was the Great Elder Mu Lin who brought me here at the beginning, I think that if this matter is done, maybe Elder Mu Lin can give us some help." It's just that we inferior people begged him to do something, I wonder if he will give us a chance?"

It is already a great luck that the inferior people can get the eyes of the superior people, let alone go to visit him and ask him to do things, when he thinks of his identity and status, Nie Tong can't help but hesitate.

"Dad, my son will accompany you! I'm sure Elder Mu Lin will give us some chances!"

Nie Feng's voice seemed to be extremely firm, which made Nie Tong on the side couldn't help but feel slightly surprised, in more than two years, it seems that his son has not only grown up, but also his mind seems to have grown to the point of becoming an adult, no, not only is it not much different from an adult, it should be said that it is even much stronger than many adults.

When the matter was finalized, the family of three talked about Nie Feng's affairs in the wild forest, some things about killing people or being chased and killed, Nie Feng naturally omitted them, but even so, it scared Nie Tong and his wife a lot, and Nie Shi even held his son's palm tightly, as if he was glad that his son could come back alive, it was really a great help.

It was already late at night, and Nie Tong and his wife reluctantly went back to their room.

Nie Feng was lying on the small bed that originally belonged to him, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, he was thinking about opening a sword-casting shop, as long as the Great Elder Mu Lin passed, the matter of the sword-casting shop could be completely settled, but in addition to the silver two and the place, there was also a need for some people to help, otherwise once the sword-casting shop was opened, it might make his parents even more tired, which was not the result that Nie Feng wanted.

Somehow, Nie Feng's first reaction was to think of this person, maybe it was really the flattery along the way that made him firmly remember in his heart, although he didn't know much about this person's background, but one came and went to Yeshi Town thanks to this person's care, and second, this person was originally friendly with his father, and I believe that with him, his father would be more handy in running the sword shop.

"Let's ask for a chance......"

Nie Feng stopped thinking, turned over and quickly fell asleep.

It seems that he has long developed the habit of getting up early, when the east has just turned white, Nie Feng has already gotten up to wash, and at this time Nie Tong has just gotten up.

After a simple breakfast, the father and son went their own way, Nie Tong naturally went to inquire if the Great Elder Mu Lin was in the mansion first, and then made an appointment for the audience, while Nie Feng walked lazily towards the Sword Pavilion empty-handed, and this time he did not take the remote path that he had opened up by himself before, but the regular road.

He has really been promoted to the sword master, and once he passes the promotion ceremony, he will naturally become a deacon of the Mufu, but this is an authentic superior status, so now he has no need to be ashamed of himself in front of those so-called superior children, not only that, but he also wants to be more public, in order to express the humble emotions that have been suppressed for a long time.

As the sun rose, there were more and more pedestrians coming and going on the road, of course, most of them were the children of the superior people who went to the Sword Pavilion for morning exercises, and when they passed by Nie Feng, their eyes showed a look of surprise and inexplicability.

Not far in front of Nie Feng, two teenagers were walking in a low voice.

"Who is that man, and how do you think you've seen it somewhere?"

"I look a little familiar, let me think about it...... Oh, isn't that Nie Feng, who has been missing for two years? Yes, that's right, it's him!" The young man who spoke deliberately swept his eyes over the lazy Nie Feng again.

"Nie Feng? Hehe, that famous guy with nine grade qualifications? Why is he back again? Now there is a good show to watch, Mu Qing's kid is worried that he can't find a suitable bully target, haha!"

The words of the young man in front of him were taken in by Nie Feng one by one, but he was not angry, and even had a little expectation, I haven't seen you for more than two years, Tie Ming, Mu Qing, these guys who used to insult him and bully him, have they been promoted to the sword? It should be time for them to repay their debts!

The Sword Pavilion was not too far away, and Nie Feng walked slowly for more than half an hour before he had officially arrived.

Coming to the wide square, he reached out and took the rhombic wood sword on the side, and checked it slightly, Nie Feng couldn't help pouting, he was used to holding all kinds of long swords, and he naturally immediately distinguished the shortcomings of the rhombic sword, the weight was slightly larger, and the agility of the sword body was poor, in the end, it was still not as good as the real iron sword!

"Hey, Nie Feng, it's really you!"

A familiar voice sounded, directly interrupting Nie Feng, who was originally opening his posture and preparing to practice basic swordsmanship, the latter fixed his eyes on Yuan Li, the young man who had a good relationship with him at the beginning, and the son of another sword servant.

"Hehe, you're here too, long time no see!"

Nie Feng had a smile on his face, calm and resolute, as if he had never left at all, as if he had never worried about the trouble that might come soon.

"Hehe, it's good to see you again!"

Yuan Li's voice suddenly flashed with a hint of sourness, as if he had been an old friend for a long time, he couldn't help but feel sad while being happy, and suddenly Yuan Li seemed to think of something, and his expression became anxious.

"You...... Let's go, that guy Mu Qing has just returned to Mu Mansion, he will definitely come to the Sword Pavilion for morning exercises, it is said that he is even more powerful than before, and if he doesn't leave, it will be a big trouble!"

Yuan Li's face was urging, but when he saw Nie Feng's bleak expression, he couldn't help but feel strange. This is not like the Nie Feng he knew, the previous Nie Feng was also hard, but at this time, he almost gritted his teeth and scolded for a long time, and then chose to leave to avoid the limelight, but today's latter did not have a panicked look, and even wondered if it was an illusion, Yuan Li seemed to feel a trace of Nie Feng's expectation.

"Want to go?"

A loud cheer came from the other side of the square, and Nie Feng could hear it clearly, it was Mu Qing.

Mu Qing is stride forward, his body is not slow, and it takes seven or eight breaths to take even if he comes to Nie Feng. Yuan Li on the side seemed to see the cat's mouse, his body trembled and flashed to the side, and he stopped talking.

"Yo! Isn't this Nie Feng Nie Gongzi? I thought you accidentally died outside, I was really sad for a long time!"

Mu Qing's voice was as weird as yin and yang, but this rather lazy witty remark did not cause the onlookers to laugh, it seemed that Mu Qing's consistent power had already caused their dissatisfaction, but the former's strength was strong, so no one dared to come out recklessly.

Nie Feng squinted his eyes slightly, the appearance of Mu Qing in front of him has not changed much, but his figure is much taller than two years ago, and what is more special is that the latter has a chest and back, and his muscles are bulging, although there is no fluctuation of sword qi around his body, but it gives people a feeling of majesty and majesty, if Nie Feng guesses correctly, Mu Qing should have reached the limit of forging his body, and he is only one step away from a real swordsman.