Section 20 My Lunch ...... Gone!
As the central district of the Smelting City, the Champs-Écoupés is home to eight of the city's ten most famous refiners. According to the rough statistics of the idle and boring people, at least half of the wealth of the entire city is concentrated here. It can really be described as a veritable rich half of the city.
Every inch of land is at a premium here. But the rush of people contrasts sharply with the 24-hour clanging of bells. The overly noisy environment and purposeful customers make the shrewd businessmen themselves a bit intimidating. Coupled with the high price of land, the group of profit-seeking businessmen wisely withdrew from the place en masse. This place has become a rare pure land of refining weapons in the city. The whole long street is full of signboards of refining shops, and the logo of the refining union of Yishui is so spectacular!
At the end of the long street, there is an imposing building. The four-story brick and wood structure is more than seven zhang. The red walls and gray tiles are splendid. The two jade lions in front of the door are full of indescribable nouveau riche atmosphere, but they are placed here to look so harmonious. Majestic, hideous, and domineering!
Behind the jade lion, there are nine bluestone steps, the vermilion lacquer gold nail gate is the entrance of the cave at this moment, and the brilliant sunlight shines along the gate and the transparent windows, making a huge hall extremely bright. On both sides of the gate, there are no Tsing Yi small shops that are commonly available. A few lazy dogs lay on their side, only when their usually ostentatious owners set out on the way back with a proud and smug expression, they were aroused from the forgotten corners, and then rubbed their master's fat legs with a little coquettishness. However, most of the exchange is just a few innocuous kicks.
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The two of them walked unhurriedly to the bottom of the steps. Looking up, a two-foot-long gold plaque stood on top of the gate. The three big-character pens of Yetianju walk the dragon and snake, and enter the wood for three points, which is quite everyone's spirit. Without too much hesitation, the two of them were not unseen dirt buns in the world, and they went straight in.
The hall is more than 1,000 square meters, and the appearance of the building is completely different, the interior decoration is not as rich as the outside. Yishui's simple and simple furnishings, coupled with fresh and elegant embellishments, constitute the main color of the interior of this 10,000-year-old store.
However, I believe that even first-time visitors will not be disappointed by this strong contrast. In the hall, except for a few necessary thick red pillars to divide the huge hall, the eyes were full of cold weapons glowing with a terrifying cold light. Golden whips, silver spears, sharp swords, broadswords...... There is a wide variety and everything you need. The walls can't be hung at all, and even the patio is not idle.
Entering it is like entering a temple of weapons. To the amazement of some newcomers. Even if you have been here a few times, the regular customers who have been prepared for a long time can't help but marvel at the ** of Ye Tianju every time.
"Jingle bell!"
A different kind of clear sound came out of thin air, and Qing Feng seemed to see the starry weapons in the hall trembling slightly. Gradually, the tremor became more and more intense, and even some guests who were not aware of it noticed this unusual abnormality.
As Qingfeng deepened step by step, the sound of Qingming became louder and louder. It's like a hundred ghosts walking at night, and it's like an abyss phoenix. There is a bit of sacredness in the weirdness, which makes people completely unable to grasp it.
Suddenly, the complicated sounds merged into one, like a hideous beast, and came fiercely towards Qingfeng, who was going deeper and deeper. Qing Feng frowned, did not back down, and continued to walk towards the void beast. The big sword behind his back suddenly burst out with a light that was not strong, and a looming green dragon emerged spontaneously from the sword. Roaring, tearing, and swooping towards the beast with the dragon groan that haunted the nine heavens.
Two ethereal shadows collided in the air, suddenly turning into powder, and the mocking hall suddenly fell back into a deathly silence.
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Fei'er touched the thoughtful Qingfeng, and instantly pulled the hero who had just entered Yetianju back to the real world. Qing Feng looked at the crowd of people who were coming in and out of him with an inexplicable look on his face with an embarrassed expression, and spread his hands innocently.
Pulled Fei'er to the side and explained what had just happened to Fei'er. Fei'er shook her head, shrugged her shoulders and grimaced, causing Qing Feng to smile wryly. Dare to love only happened to him, and the rest of the people couldn't see or hear it at all.
Qing Feng pondered quietly, and finally after racking his brains, he pulled the sword soul that appeared in the sword mound for the first time and was fleeting from the depths of his memory. It is the only one that can explain today's anomaly.
Qingfeng is also open-minded, now that everything is back to normal. Qing Feng naturally put his mind at ease and accompanied Fei'er, who had seen this kind of weapon battle for the first time, all the way to the tour.
There are thousands of weapons on display in the lobby on the first floor, although there are many varieties and hard textures, they are not enough to see in front of a small refining master in Qingfeng. Fortunately, Qingfeng is more moral, and if he comes to another person with poor character and an unabashed mouth, he will definitely show himself in front of the beauty, and the people around him who are looking at the goods will never buy it again.
Qingfeng casually accompanied Fei'er to wander around, and after shopping on the first floor, he went to the second floor. The second floor is slightly smaller than the first floor, but the weapons on display are more than a step higher than the first floor. The two of them didn't talk about it, even if they stopped in front of some strangely shaped weapons, none of the philistine clerks came to recommend them.
Occasionally, I see the guest choose the weapon he likes, just a slight wave, and there will be a full-time clerk who does not know where to drill out of the crack, and after a detailed introduction, he will either lead the guest to the front desk to pay for the goods, or disappear from everyone's field of vision again.
Three-layer weapons are better, but the sky-high nameplate also makes it difficult for some coveters to retreat. This is the exhibition hall of master-level weapons, and some weapons can already enter the eyes of Qingfeng. Of course, good things need to be matched with a good price.
As for the top floor, the two had no chance to get in. Unlike the other floors, the staircase leading to the fourth floor is guarded by several large men. The indifferent expression of rejection from thousands of miles away, and the strong strength that matches it, warns every visitor of the special status of the upper layer. Although there are no signs for tourists to stop, people have consciously chosen to detour.
Qing Feng stood not far from the fourth staircase, alone feeling the restless throbbing of the giant sword behind him. Although no one noticed anything unusual here, Qingfeng was able to determine that it was the things stored on the top floor that caused the incident.
It's just that what the things on the top layer are, Qingfeng can't be sure for a while. However, according to his guess, it was most likely a terrifying weapon derived from the Instrument Spirit.
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The two of them returned to the first floor, and asked a buddy at random, and they knew that today's exam was held in the side courtyard. This will probably already be a while underway.
This guy is also very enthusiastic, and he wants to take them to see it, and he has the right to join in the fun. Along the way, this guy talked to Qingfeng about his experience in refining weapons, and Qingfeng slightly found some marginal knowledge to deal with. But he didn't realize that the marginal knowledge in Qingfeng's heart was taught by the peerless master Dott in the eyes of the world. Even a few small opinions that are insignificant in his heart are inextricably discussed in others.
The buddy was like a treasure, and the conversation became more and more excited. Qingfeng was worried that he would snub Fei'er, and if he didn't have a buddy, it was difficult to focus his attention here.
That buddy is also a wonderful person, thinking that Qingfeng will give it to him, and he will accept it when he sees it. After leading the two to the competition venue, they said goodbye and found a secluded place to comprehend what they had learned.
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There was a lively scene in the side courtyard of Yetianju. A group of half-grown children stood together, expectantly waiting for the examiner to call out their names.
On the small field of the courtyard, there are more than 20 furnaces at intervals, and several common quenching pools are glowing with cold air, which is particularly infiltrating in this hot summer day.
At this moment, next to each furnace, there stood a young man with a young face but a resolute figure that did not match his age. Shirtless, they slammed hammers heavier than their own arms into the sherding heat of the blank that had just been lifted from the furnace.
All of a sudden, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of the symphony of gold and stone was endless. From time to time, the hard-tempered blanks were sandwiched into the cold water, and the tooth-aching squeaks sounded.
Qing Feng watched intently, as if he had returned to the familiar days of previous years. However, Qing Feng immediately shook his head to dispel the fetters in his heart. Although he did like refining weapons, this was not enough to greatly improve Qingfeng's strength in the short term, and Qingfeng had long positioned it as a subordinate.
At this stage, Qingfeng needs to improve its strength in the shortest possible time. Only this time did we encounter a bottleneck and it was difficult to make progress. will let go of others and find their beloved style wholeheartedly. That being said, it's just that the simple feeling of affection that used to be is gone. Yes, it's just the determination to get stronger from another channel.
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When the second batch of candidates finished the exam, they did not find the teenager they had just met from the crowd. The two looked at each other helplessly, and secretly laughed that it would not be such a coincidence, just happened to bump into this kind of bloody bridge that misled people's future.
But self-deprecation is self-deprecation, and the two of them still searched for it with all their hearts. Finally, in a corner of the side yard, the two found a crying teenager squatting behind a rockery. From the ragged clothes and the bird's nest-like messy hair, it was not difficult to discern that this person was an interesting young man.
Fei'er felt a little weak, and gently touched the young man's trembling shoulders and called his name a few times. The boy was startled, quickly pulled up the corner of his sleeve to wipe away his tears, and then reluctantly turned around. It's just that the unusually red and swollen eyes still ruthlessly betray the embarrassment of others.
Looking at the snotty young man, Qing Feng felt a little unbearable in his heart, and handed over a handkerchief.
"Mo Gan, ...... are you?" Qing Feng wanted to speak and stopped, for fear of stabbing the young man's broken heart again.
"My lunch...... It's gone!" the boy could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart when he saw the comer, and let go of his throat and cried wantonly.
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