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After the Mongols destroyed the Jin, the iron cavalry entered the Song Dynasty, and Xiangyang was already the northern part of the Great Song Dynasty, and the nearby towns were mostly occupied by the Mongol soldiers, and they were ruined everywhere. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) However, as the largest city in the two lakes, Xiangyang has not only a very important strategic position since ancient times, but also a transportation point connecting the north and the south for trade, with a dazzling array of commodities in the city and all walks of life being prosperous, so compared with other places, the county market near Xiangyang still has a certain scale.

Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo rode in the direction of Xiangyang City, and when they passed through a mountainous area, they saw a simple iron shop next to the road. Xiao Yao learned the sword heart, so he said: "Why don't we just hit it here first, anyway, it's just for practice, and we don't need it to kill the enemy." When I'm almost done with my swordsmanship, I'll go to a thousand kills and fight a good one. ”

Hong Lingbo saw that Xiao Yao's eyes were full of eagerness, and knew that he was eager to practice martial arts in his heart, and he didn't want to wait any longer, so he said: "That's okay, it's just a casual long sword, which can be beaten by any iron shop." So saying, the two of them stopped and walked into the iron shop.

The iron shop was very simple, with a large anvil in the middle of the entrance, and the house was full of coal chips and broken iron, and there were a few plowshares and a few sickles hanging on the wall, and there was no one in the house.

Xiao Yao saw that this iron shop was so simple, and thought, what kind of blade can be fought in this place, although I am a beginner in swordsmanship, but if the weapon is too bad, I might as well go to the ground and pick up a branch. But he thought about it again, although the branches are light and easy to use, there is no problem for me to use the sword move, but if I am so lazy at the beginning, the basic skills are not firm, and I am used to using the branches that have little weight, and when I use the real sword to make moves in the future, it is difficult to guarantee that I will not get used to it because of the sudden increase in the weight of the things I hold in my hands, and then the gains will outweigh the losses. Thinking of this, Xiao Yao opened his mouth and shouted, "Is the master at home?"

After a while, an old man slowly came out of the side room, gray, about fifty years old, with a hunched back, thinking that it was caused by bending over to strike iron all the year round, his eyes were red and thin from the smoke, his eye sockets were full of eye droppings, and his left foot was disabled, so he propped up a cane under the shoulder socket. The master came out of the side room, and as he walked, he asked, "What do you command?"

Hong Lingbo said: "I want to fight a long sword." ”

The hunchbacked master listened, and after looking at Hong Lingbo and Xiao Yao a few times, he said, "It's this son's use, right? People who have just practiced swords, it is not suitable to use a sword that is too sharp and heavy, so the villain will play a light and spiritual long sword for Childe, and after Childe's swordsmanship is small, it will be replaced by another one. So saying, he went straight to the stove, pulled the bellows, made the stove, and put a piece of iron into the furnace to calcine.

Xiao Yao asked, "Master, I don't know how long it will take for this sword to come out?"

The blacksmith looked up at the sky outside the window and said, "It can probably be made before dark, the two of you can be restless, and the villain will do his best." As he spoke, he pulled the bellows violently, and burned the coal in the furnace to a blood-red color.

After more than an hour, when the old blacksmith saw that the iron was finished, he picked up the red-hot iron bar with his left hand and put it on the anvil, and raised a large iron hammer with his right hand and struck it. Although he is over half a hundred years old, his strength is strong, and he dances the hammer up and down calmly and powerfully, and it seems that it does not take a little effort. After a long time of such blows, the rudiments of a long sword could already be faintly discerned.

Xiao Yao saw that he was about to have the first sword in his life, although the quality was not high, and it was not a magic weapon, but whenever he thought that he would be like the chivalrous and righteous men in those movies in the future, holding a long sword every day, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, he still couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart. At this moment, Xiao Yao suddenly heard Hong Lingbo whispering in his ear: "This old blacksmith knows martial arts. ”

When Xiao Yao heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then continued: "How do you know?"

Hong Lingbo said: "You see when he strikes iron, the hammer draws a semicircle in the air, and when it lands on the anvil, it is a deviation and a drag, this is obviously a move in the palm of the way, where can an ordinary blacksmith do it?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yao's mind suddenly flashed like a thunderbolt lightning, and some things buried in the depths of his mind instantly poured out. Xiao Yao didn't listen to what Hong Lingbo said next, but just stared at the old blacksmith in front of him who was dressed in coarse linen, had a mediocre appearance, and had a disabled leg.

After a while, Hong Lingbo only heard Xiao Yao suddenly say aloud: "You say, among the martial arts heroes today, who has the strongest martial arts?"

When Hong Lingbo heard this, he thought that Xiao Yao was asking him about some common sense in the martial arts, so he said: "Of course, it belongs to the five predecessors of the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, and the Central Divine Power." ”

Xiao Yao said: "I heard that although the leader of the Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang is a supernatural power, he overwhelmed the other four when he first discussed the sword in Huashan, and he was the first in the world in martial arts, but he has already passed away and is no longer alive?"

Hong Lingbo nodded.

Xiao Yao said again: "That Western Poison Ouyang Feng's martial arts are certainly strong, but he acts ruthlessly, he is insidious and ruthless, don't mention him, Nandi is a generation of heroes, but unfortunately he has lived in Dali for a long time, I'm afraid we won't be able to see his old man's demeanor in our lives, and I won't mention it." The northern beggar Hong Qigong, his old man commanded the beggar gang to act chivalrous and righteous, and he was naturally a great chivalrous hero, which was admirable. It's just that...... I don't know what kind of ability the Eastern Evil has to compare with these four?"

Hong Lingbo said: "That Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master is the owner of Peach Blossom Island, not only is his internal strength exquisite, but his finger flicking supernatural powers, Luoying Divine Sword Palm and Jade Xiao Sword Technique, etc., are rare opponents in the world, and this martial art is needless to say." Not only that, but Huang Yaoshi also knows astronomy, geography, and martial arts, and has all kinds of skills; poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, gossip and arithmetic, all of which are successful; medical divination and astrology, yin and yang five elements, and Qimen Dunjia are all in the chest, and farmland and water conservancy, business and economics, the art of war, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and they are all omnipotent, do you think he can be compared with the other four?"

Xiao Yao said with a smile: "Since this Eastern Evil is so powerful and can be on par with Wang Chongyang's Sect Master, then his disciple must also be very powerful." The Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the world, and its martial arts are recognized as orthodox in the world.

Hong Lingbo sighed lightly and said, "Although Huang Yaoshi himself is famous all over the world and is listed as one of the 'Five Uniques' in the world, among his disciples, none of them can be compared to the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. ”

Xiao Yao asked, "Since he himself is strong in martial arts, his disciples should not be ordinary people, why is there no one who can compare with the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect?"

Hong Lingbo said: "Back then, Huang Yaoshi sat down and accepted a total of six disciples, but two of the disciples, Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Feng, had mutual admiration in their hearts and wanted to form that golden and jade relationship. However, they were worried that Huang Yaoshi had a perverse personality and refused to agree, so they decided to steal Huang Yaoshi's "Nine Yin True Scripture", but unexpectedly, when they stole the upper scroll, Huang Yaoshi appeared, and fled from Peach Blossom Island in a hurry. In a fit of rage, Huang Yaoshi became angry with the other five disciples, broke their hamstrings, and expelled them all from the sect. If there was no such thing back then, I am afraid that now Huang Yaoshi's disciples would be able to compete with the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, but to this day, only the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect are chivalrous and righteous on the rivers and lakes, and they are martial arts heroes, but they don't know where the disciples of Huang Yaoshi are. ”

After Hong Lingbo finished speaking, he only heard the blacksmith who was striking iron on the anvil softly "sigh", sighed, and the hammer in his hand fell together, and the strength used was much less. Xiao Yao looked up, only to see him raise his eyes and look out the window, tears in his eyes were like rain, and the tears fell on the red-hot iron, and they all turned into a burst of white mist with sneer.