Chapter 82: Shotguns for Cannons

Stepping into the east of the city, Chen Xuan obviously felt the huge difference between here and the west of the city, although the west of the city was not as messy as the south of the city, but the streets were still a little messy.

But in the east of the city, among the straight main roads, there are straight trunks that extend out, and each road is extremely neat.

There are even laborers cleaning the streets in the early morning.

On the street, even a few pedestrians were no longer wearing the coarse linen clothes that were common in the west of the city, but Lin Luo satin, and Chen Xuan's ordinary clothes even looked a little out of place.

However, Chen Xuan didn't pay too much attention, his figure walked quickly towards the blacksmith shop indicated by the golden finger.

More than half an hour later, Chen Xuan's figure came to the door of a huge blacksmith shop.

Even if it was still early in the morning, there were already many shirtless men on it, beating iron in front of the hot stove.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

As the figure approached, a man put down the tools in his hand, glanced at Chen Xuan's clothes in surprise, and then smiled and spoke.

"That's right, I want to make a bow out of this piece of Mithril iron, I don't know how much it will cost?"

Looking at the Chinese characters, Chen Xuan also directly gestured to the piece of bluestone in his hand, and the words immediately explained the meaning.

"Bow?"

"Mithril Iron?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the stone in Chen Xuan's hand a little strangely.

As if he understood the meaning of the Chinese characters, Chen Xuan didn't say anything, but the qi and blood in his body surged, and he pressed it directly towards the Mithril Iron in his hand.

"Qi and blood?"

The man's face changed, and the next moment his pupils widened, because where Chen Xuan pressed down, a touch of silver white immediately appeared.

"It's Mithril Iron!"

The words almost blurted out.

"Of course!"

Chen Xuan smiled and nodded, and then handed the bluestone to the man.

The man hurriedly took it, and it sank.

But fortunately, he quickly stabilized and began to look at it quickly.

It wasn't until a moment later that the man put away his shock and looked at Chen Xuan again.

"Tell me what you're asking!"

The words spoke, and the man's expression also took on a solemn look.

"I need a bow with a hundred stones, I don't know how long it will take?"

Chen Xuan nodded, and then said his request.

It's just such a request, but the man couldn't help frowning, and then he was about to shake his head.

Although the Mithril iron material is extremely good, it is completely too much to think about a bow that can carry a hundred stones.

But he didn't have to wait for him to speak.

Chen Xuan took out a small piece of black cloth from his arms again.

Then it was opened.

And this time it was opened, a touch of gold appeared in front of the man's eyes, making the man's original shaking of his head stop abruptly.

"I know, it's hard to support a bow of a hundred stones with simple Mithril iron, but how about adding these three taels of gold essence?"

Chen Xuan's words were serious, and his eyes looked at the man again.

Since he was ready to build weapons, Chen Xuan naturally had everything ready.

"Yes!"

"It just so happens that we still have a low-level demon tiger tendon here, which can be completed in two hours, and if it costs, three hundred catties of Mithril Iron don't need three taels of gold essence, and you should still be able to have eight points left in this gold essence, so it will be regarded as a fee, can it?!"

The man took a deep breath slightly, forced the vibration in his heart, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Chen Xuan groaned slightly, then nodded.

Although the gold essence is extremely precious, if it is only eight points for him, it is not very useful, and it can be used as an expense.

"Okay, then you can come and get it in two hours!"

The man nodded.

After the two reached a deal, Chen Xuan also left the blacksmith shop.

As for whether the blacksmith would give his materials to the ink, he was not worried at all.

Just kidding, he is a martial artist, and he is also a martial artist of the Sword Martial Arts Gym, unless this blacksmith shop doesn't want to open it.

Otherwise, he would not dare to covet his materials.

The figure left the blacksmith shop, and Chen Xuan immediately began to walk around in the east of the city.

Walking around, there was no doubt that there was a lot of silver in his pocket.

These are naturally "picked up", and with a golden finger, it is too simple for him to do it.

And in this kind of leisurely strolling, Chen Xuan unconsciously came to the east of the city.

Just arrived, but his footsteps couldn't help but pause slightly.

"What is this?"

Chen Xuan's brows furrowed, and his expression couldn't help but subconsciously look ahead.

It was the Lord's Mansion there.

Of course, what Chen Xuan stopped was not the City Lord's Mansion, but the faint sincerity left outside the City Lord's Mansion at this moment.

That's the true meaning of the tiger.

Although it was extremely weak at the moment, the strength of that true intention still made him feel a palpitation.

"The curator?"

Whispering, Chen Xuan's expression couldn't help but be a little strange.

In the entire Qingshan City, the Tiger's true intent has such a degree, I am afraid that there is only Xie Qingshan, the Martial Arts Pavilion of the Sword Martial Arts.

It's just that what made Chen Xuan a little puzzled was how the pavilion owner Xie Qingshan could break out outside the City Lord's Mansion.

And it's so terrifying.

This is hardly less than a provocation.

Eyes flash, lines of text are presented.

Soon when these words were intertwined, the corners of Chen Xuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch a little.

There was also some shaking.

"It's fierce!"

Muttering to himself, Chen Xuan's heart fluctuated a little.

He really didn't expect that his pavilion master would be so fierce, that day, after he went back, he came directly to the City Lord's Mansion, and he also gave the City Lord Yun Tianhua a dismount.

Although the text was only sporadic and could not be immersive, Chen Xuan could also imagine what happened that day.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel a little longing.

He didn't want to have such strength.

After glancing at the place again, Chen Xuan then turned around and slowly left here.

Meanwhile.

Where the City Lord's Mansion was, a figure walked out, seemed to feel something, and subconsciously looked over.

"The people of the Sword Martial Arts Gym?"

Yun Tianhua frowned, but soon stopped paying attention.

These days, he's rarely been a little more stable, and those damn Blood Demon Gates haven't messed with him after all.

If, like a few days ago, the Blood Demon Sect even offended Xie Qingshan, that madman, then he would be in big trouble.

Thankfully, nothing like this continued to happen.

As long as it takes another half a year for the Blood Demon Gate to complete the arrangement, then he can leave this ghost place smoothly.

At this moment, he was relieved.

"Demon Chaos!"

Whispering, Yun Tianhua's pupils couldn't help but have a touch of fear, as a child of a big family, he knew very well what the demon chaos represented, and what Qingshan City would become.

If he doesn't run away in advance, he doesn't have to run either, find himself a coffin, well, the coffin doesn't need to be prepared.