"Uncle Luo, I came to you today because I wanted you to forge a sword for me, a cultivator's sword. Ye Lang said bluntly.

"Sword?" Uncle Luo stared at Ye Lang for a while, then was silent for a while, "Let's go inside and talk." After saying that, he walked inside first.

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"Since you want to forge a sword, then I will ask you a few questions, these questions I must ask clearly, otherwise it will be difficult for me to carry out my work, first: Do you know what grade of caster I am?" Uncle Luo said, his expression very serious.

"I don't know. Ye Lang replied honestly.

"I am an intermediate caster, I can only cast intermediate spiritual weapons, foundry masters are divided into apprentices, foundry masters, casting masters and casting gods, and they are all divided into high, medium and low three levels; Now would you like me to help you forge a weapon?" asked Uncle Luo after explaining.

Actually, Uncle Luo explained the things for a long time, Ye Lang knew, and he also knew that there were Dao weapons on top of the artifact, but he couldn't say it, because it was the thing that derived the Dao recipe.

"Yes, the weapon is originally suitable, my cultivation is not high now, and the weapon doesn't need to be too good, and if it's too good, it may not be able to control it. Ye Lang agreed very neatly.

"Okay, second question, why did I help you cast?" said Uncle Luo.

"Of course I'm paying for that. Ye Lang said as a matter of course.

"Oh, and what are you going to pay for?" Uncle Luo asked with a look of interest.

"Silver taels. ”

"Yinliang, did I hear me right?" Uncle Luo said in surprise, with a look of disdain, "That thing is a fart for a cultivator, don't use that to disgust me." ”

"But you open the door to do business, isn't it just to make money in this mortal world?" Ye Lang was puzzled.

"Wrong! Wrong! Big mistake! Who said that I opened a blacksmith shop to make money, I am here to experience life, to help those toiling people, to see all kinds of people, to understand the avenue, understand or not, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Besides, you get what you pay for, this is constant, if you take the silver, I can only cast an iron sword for you, are you willing? Really?" Uncle Luo said angrily, if it weren't for his dark face, he would definitely see that his excited face was red.

"Haha...... Okay, then what do I need to give?" Ye Lang was amused by this person, looking at the simple-minded and well-developed uncle, why did he become so cheeky in a blink of an eye, shameless and obscene, I was really puzzled, puzzled...

"Then it depends on what you can come up with that I'm interested in?" Uncle Luo said slowly, looking like I was not in a hurry.

"Okay, I have the materials to cast two swords here, as long as you forge one sword for me, the rest is yours, how about it?" Ye Lang checked the Qiankun bag in his hand and said to Uncle Luo.

Uncle Luo lowered his head and pondered for a while before he raised his head and said, "Okay, but there is another question, what kind of sword do you want to build?"

"Hmm?...... Uncle Luo, why don't you help me see what kind of sword is suitable for me or for me for a period of time in the future?" After speaking, Ye Lang handed the Qiankun bag to Uncle Luo.

Ye Lang has never used a weapon, he didn't have it before, and he doesn't have it now, just because he hasn't been in contact with it, so he doesn't understand, so he has to ask, is there a specialization in the art industry!

Uncle Luo nodded with a smile: "Well, yes, I know modesty." Stretch out your hand and let me see, although I'm not a grandmaster, I can't see it very accurately, but it's better to look at it than not to look at it, well, this hand is fair enough, the fingers are also very slender, and the skin is really good enough, you are really a man?"

"......" Ye Lang's mind was full of black lines, goosebumps all over his body, your uncle told you to look at the shape of your hands, what are you doing, this is not asking you to choose a girl, and, don't touch your hands, it's not good for my brother to be a man, besides, can you not use your motherly words to describe me, I am a big man, pure ,......

"How's your strength?" Uncle Luo asked again.

"Okay. ”

"Oh... OK. As soon as Ye Lang said this, he understood that what Ye Lang said was Shang Ke meant that it was okay under his cultivation conditions, and then let go of Ye Lang's hand.

"By the way, are there any other requirements? If not, I'll start designing and casting. Also, come up with a name, and after it's cast, I'll engrave it. Uncle Luo asked again.

Ye Lang thought for a while, "Let's call it the Fallen Leaf Sword, it's simpler, and there are no others." ”

"Fallen Leaf Sword, well, it's not bad. Uncle Luo muttered, "Well, okay, let's take it in three months." ”

"Three months, isn't it, so long?" Ye Lang was surprised, isn't it just a sword, does it take so much time?

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, do you know that in order to cast a good weapon, is it difficult to get stuck in it? Not only to design, but also to select materials, refining, fusion, molding, precision forging, and finally beautifying, that doesn't take time, really. It's okay to read more books, and if you don't have knowledge, you have to have common sense. Ah, young people nowadays......" After speaking, he shook his head, and his face was sad and angry.

"......" The corners of Ye Lang's eyes twitched, and twitched again, damn, this is too good, isn't it just a sigh of emotion, as for it, he didn't argue with Uncle Luo, "Okay, then I'll take it in three months." After speaking, he didn't wait for Uncle Luo to answer, and hurried away, just running away, panicking like a lost dog.

But this is really embarrassing for Ye Lang, he was originally a clumsy person, if he didn't get along with people for a few months, he was so kind and muna, and now because of the change in appearance, he has brought him strong self-confidence, and he has been much better.

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By the time Ye Lang returned to Jishitang, it was already noon, because it was too late, he didn't plan to go to the grove today, and he was going to meditate at home. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yao Lao packing up the medicinal herbs, "Huh, master, is this the rhythm of opening the door again?"

Yao Lao was stunned for a moment, "This is the rhythm to go." ”

"Ah, master, are we moving?" Ye Lang was even more surprised, regardless of whether the rhythm was out or not, he was leaving, but my sword had not been cast yet.

"No, it's not us, it's me. Yao Lao's voice was very distant and a little sentimental.

"No, you're leaving, you're really leaving, or take me with you. Ye Lang said reluctantly.

"No, no, it's not now, it's three months later, and you're almost in the middle of gathering energy at that time, and I'm relieved to go. ”

Yao Lao's statement made Ye Lang feel a lot more relieved, at least not now, but why is it another three months of fucking, "Oh, that's it, but, where are you going?"

"This ...... You'll know if you're lucky. Yao Lao said mysteriously.

"...... "Fate?" Nonsense, forget it, don't ask.

The 'disheartened' Ye Lang entered the room and soon entered the cultivation state.

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In the next three months, the days were not shocking, every day, Ye Lang was, practicing footwork in the morning, showing off swordsmanship at noon, and basically spent the afternoon and evening meditating, almost having more hemorrhoids, fortunately, the physique of the cultivator is strong, and of course he swims from time to time to adjust his life.

Recently, there was an interesting thing, I don't know that since that day, a small black fish has appeared in the small pond, it is not like other fish, when it saw Ye Lang jumping in, it all ran away, as if Ye Lang was a big bad wolf, but the fact is that Ye Lang has caught fish here and roasted and eaten, maybe those fish are in their eyes, hurt in their hearts, and hide at home.

But the little black fish is not afraid, and always sticks to Ye Lang, just like a puppy that sees the return of its master, and leans towards the owner like joy, Ye Lang sometimes has the heart to slap it to death, but he can't bear it, after all, such a sticky little guy is still very cute. Sometimes Ye Lang touched it with his hand, but he didn't see it running, but stayed in place, looking like he was enjoying it, as if he was waiting for you to come. Ye Lang also tried to find out the reason from himself, but unfortunately after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a reason.

Today is the last day of the three months, but Ye Lang's cultivation is not in the middle of gathering qi as Yao Lao guessed, but he has already gathered qi to perfection, and he is about to get married.

Early in the morning, Ye Lang decided to get the weapon first, and then practice with Yao Lao, after all, I don't know, how long it will take to practice with Yao Lao, and even, he doesn't even know when Yao Lao will leave, besides, why don't you just take a weapon, and it won't take long, so, let's go......