The group followed the cobblestone path and finally stopped at a quiet courtyard.

At the door, there is a clump of green and tender bamboo, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard poke out of the wall.

The wooden door is ajar, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.

"Lao Xin, are you here?"

Pan Yunshou tried his best to pull his throat, and his voice was hoarse.

While staggering towards the door, he was going to push the door.

"Grandpa, I'll call someone." Pan Xiao, reacting, hurriedly went to help, and went into the yard to take a look.

The yard was too big, Pan Xiao shouted loudly, but no one responded, so he had to go into the house and call someone.

Hong Chenwu was a little impatient, "Old Pan, don't you even know if people are not at home, right?" In case of a trip for nothing......"

"No, no, absolutely, Lao Xin is old-fashioned and old-fashioned, and he doesn't want to touch electronic devices at all.

"He doesn't even need a phone, I can only reach his son, but I can be sure that he is home.

"This guy lives a life of seclusion, fishing by the river at most."

Pan Yunshou hurriedly explained.

While smiling at Ye Xiaofan embarrassedly.

He was also nervous, and the power of that sword was vivid.

A sword slashing at oneself will probably be the same as splitting tofu, right?

I can't help but think of the bloody scene where I was split in two by a sword.

"Come in first." Pan Yunshou smiled.

Ye Xiaofan didn't show his joy or anger, held a sword in his hand, walked leisurely, and walked around the courtyard.

Two peach trees, a maple tree, and a pool of water on the right side raise more than ten koi fish.

Under the maple tree, stone tables and stone chairs.

Farther away, there are two three-story bamboo buildings, which have the artistic conception of a paradise.

This master is a character who understands life and has leisure and elegance.

"Master Xin's full name is Xin Yangtong, and the Xin family has been smelting iron casters for generations.

"It is said that Master Zu was also a master of the royal family of the two dynasties.

"Especially famous for forging swords, I heard that there are also grandmasters who come to ask for swords.

"Of course, in the early years, communication and the Internet were not developed, and fame was more by word of mouth.

"There are many deeds that it is difficult for outsiders to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"But there is no doubt about his attainments and status in casting, and many of the masters I sent to find had studied with Master Xin.

"They are highly recommended by them when they know that their level is insufficient.

"I also contacted several times before I learned that Lao Pan knew Master Xin."

Hong Chenwu introduced on the side.

With a hint of emotion, he has seen too little, and he didn't know this big man before.

Pan Yunshou nodded, "Master Xin and I were neighbors when we were children, and we traveled together when we were young.

"Fifty years ago, it was too chaotic, full of mountain bandits, road blockers, and second-rate gangsters.

"He has no martial arts qualifications, he is brute force, and his personality is reckless, and he has to meddle in things at every turn.

"I've saved him a few times, and I've had to sell me a little face."

As he spoke.

A cough was heard.

Pan Xiao came out of the bamboo building, and behind him was an old man yawning, and his pace was slow.

The body is very scary, with a height of 1.9 meters, and a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

Black tank top, baggy shorts.

His arms and thighs were exposed, his muscles were strong, his blood vessels were bulging, and his skin showed no signs of sagging.

It's hard for outsiders to believe that this man is only 65 years old.

"Alas, disturbing dreams, don't you know that I have the habit of taking a nap? And brought so many people. ”

Xin Yangtong was a little irritable.

Squinted his eyes and glanced around, and glanced at Hong Chenwu and Ye Xiaofan more.

In the end, his eyes were fixed on Pan Yunshou, who was aging Long Zhong.

"Old fellow, looking at your half-dead appearance, I guess I'm going to your house for dinner soon."

Xin Yangtong grinned strangely, a little old and uncultivated.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense, curse my grandfather!" Pan Xiao scolded angrily.

"Xiao'er, I've told you to shut up, no big or small! How many times have you been along the way? ”

Pan Yunshou scolded Pan Xiao instead.

Until Pan Xiao turned his head indignantly.

"Lao Xin, I feel like I don't have many days to live, and when the wind blows recently, my whole body hurts. Early death and early liberation. ”

He smiled helplessly and shook his head, knowing his health very well.

"Then why don't you quickly find a feng shui treasure to lie down, and bring some strangers, I didn't tell you earlier, the golden basin washes your hands, and you don't help people cast objects.

"My son is always looking for me about striking iron.

"He now runs an Internet celebrity sword shop, and the business is very good. It's so much better than me.

"What he can't do, it's useless for you to look for me."

Xin Yangtong said so, but he still beckoned and motioned for them to come into the house to talk.

But before turning around, he glanced at it inadvertently.

His face suddenly changed slightly, and his eyes stared directly at the sword head exposed behind Ye Xiaofan's back.

I was attracted by the jade sword ornament where the dragon and phoenix meet.

Pupils constricted, and even lips twitched visibly.

"Yuxiao?! No way...... Where did you get the replica? Show me. ”

Xin Yangtong was extremely serious, and suddenly asked in surprise, and at the same time strode towards Ye Xiaofan and stretched out his hand.

Hong Chenwu frowned dissatisfiedly and tried to take a step to stop him.

"Awesome, I can call its name at a glance, I really didn't find the wrong person."

Ye Xiaofan generously stretched out his hand and handed the sword out.

Xin Yangtong didn't reply, he took the sword and carefully rubbed the scabbard and sword ornament of unknown material like a baby.

"The texture, the pattern, the material, perfect! The scabbard is a thousand-year-old iron wood, and the jade is a precious cold jade.

"Who is willing to get so many precious materials for imitations......

Xin Yangtong muttered to himself, startled, and stared up at Ye Xiaofan, "It's ......"

"Well, it's true, found in an imperial tomb. Still, I'm curious, how could the master recognize it at a glance? Could it be that there are many imitations of the Yuxiao Sword? ”

Ye Xiaofan asked rhetorically.

Xin Yangtong didn't answer, knowing that he had found it from the emperor's tomb, he looked stunned.

Holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, he tried to draw it.

The force is relatively small, so I thought I could easily pull it out.

Probably less than one percent.

The first time, the sword pattern did not move.

Somewhat surprised, he began to gradually increase his strength.

Until fifty percent of the force is used, the sword slowly moves away from the scabbard.

Even if he pulled out about an inch, Xin Yangtong still didn't feel relaxed, the scabbard seemed to have suction power, and kept trying to suck back the Yuxiao Sword, maybe the Yuxiao Sword wanted to return to the scabbard.

He stepped up his efforts further and pulled it out with all his might.

Zheng!

The sword body trembled and roared softly, like a white dragon out of a hole, and the sword body was luxurious and magnificent, revealing a chilling sword light.

Held in his hand by Xin Yangtong, he pointed diagonally to the sky and reflected the sun.

The people around vaguely felt a little inexplicable chill, and the cold hair shrugged slightly.

"It's true, how can it be true!"

Xin Yangtong was incredulous.

As if subverting cognition, he stabbed his backhand at the stone table.

The tip of the sword was silent, as if it had been plunged into the water, without the slightest resistance.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of it was submerged in the stone table, which was easier than cutting tofu with a knife.

He was a little crazy and laughed like crazy, "Absolutely! ”

Hong Chenwu and Pan Yunshou could understand part of his reaction, after all, the scene of the previous sword splitting the sports car was still vivid.

That kind of terrifying power is by no means something that can be achieved by relying on the grandmaster's own strength alone.