On both sides of the street here, there are shops selling weapons, and all the people who come in and out are martial artists with cultivation, Xiao Yueming and Su Lan looked at each other while walking, and after a while, a shop attracted Xiao Yueming's attention.

From the outside, this shop looks a little dilapidated, and the wooden door frame of the store has a little mildew, and the mottled traces of time, obviously, this shop has been a long time.

There was a simple wooden shed outside the door of the store, and I saw a big man with a red fruit in front of the blazing fire, and saw him holding the hammer in his hand, and every time he fell hard, he saw that the burning red sword embryo was smashed as a sound.

Fine sweat slowly dripped from his dark skin on the blazing stove, and after a sizzling sound, there were puffs of white smoke, Xiao Yueming stood outside the shop, staring at this seemingly ordinary blacksmith, but judging from his burly body and aura, this person must be a martial artist, and his cultivation is not weak.

The blacksmith felt the prying gaze, and saw that he stopped the hammer that was being beaten in his hand, and looked forward, and saw two strange men with veils, standing to look at him.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with a towel hanging around his neck, the blacksmith then smiled and said:

"Two brothers, do you need to buy weapons? ”

When Xiao Yueming heard this, he took the first step towards the store, Su Lan was a little confused, and he didn't understand why Xiao Yueming chose this one because there were so many shops selling weapons in the vicinity.

Walking slowly to the front of the store, Xiao Yueming looked at the plaque inserted next to the wooden shed, which was very casual:

"Top ten famous sword shops, good and majestic names. ”

This plaque is so casually inserted in the ground, and when you walk in and take a closer look, you can even see a lot of black insect eyes, but what really attracts Xiao Yueming here is not this unconventional signboard, but the five handwriting of the top ten famous sword shops on the plaque.

If you only talk about calligraphy, this character is mediocre, but Xiao Yueming can feel the vigorous sword intent in it, slowly stretch out his fingers, and gently stroke the weathered plaque, Xiao Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, he can conclude that the person who wrote these five words, his sword intent cultivation has reached the second layer, and there is a sword level in the object!

Although it is a big realm lower than Xiao Yueming's cultivation of the unity of human swords, this is also quite remarkable, if you exclude such as Xiao Yueming, whose artistic conception is far greater than the internal force, the people who left these ten famous sword shops have at least the strength of the first-class realm, and the strength of a first-class master in the rivers and lakes is so terrifying, Xiao Yueming couldn't be clearer.

The blacksmith put the hammer in his hand beside the stove, and then walked to Xiao Yueming's side, and when he saw that he had a look of remembrance, he said:

"This plaque is written by the master himself when I have learned something, and when I go out of the mountain gate and stand on my own, I see it again, it is like a world away. ”

Xiao Yueming nodded slowly, and then sighed:

"Your master and his old man must be a highly respected senior, and from these five words, you can feel the unparalleled spirit, which is really shocking. ”

The blacksmith smiled slightly, and then bowed to Xiao Yueming:

"In Xia Wang Cui, I don't know my brother's name?"

"Brother Wang, under Xiao Yueming. ”

Wang Cui's face was shocked, and then he looked at Xiao Yueming carefully, and sighed:

"Brother Xiao's recent name is a household name in the entire Baiyue County, and everyone knows it, the paintings on the Baiyue Tower, containing sword intent to shock the world, and it is a great blessing for my Wang Cui to be able to see such a heroic hero as Brother Xiao. ”

Because of the veil, Wang Cui failed to recognize Xiao Yueming from his appearance, but he could understand the sword intent in the plaque, also known as Xiao Yueming, except for the one who has been in the limelight recently, there is no one else.

Bowing down, Xiao Yueming said politely:

"It's just a trivial trick, and it can't be put on the table. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then walked into the store together, Su Lan, who was studying how the iron furnace worked, also withdrew his puzzled gaze, followed Xiao Yueming, and entered the store together.

Facing the door, there is a wooden counter with all kinds of weapons, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with iron hooks, and there are also weapons hanging all over the wall, axes, hooks, and forks.

Xiao Yueming and Su Lan felt as if they had walked into an iron-cast room, cold and cold.

"Brother Wang, these weapons were forged by you alone?"

Xiao Yueming asked.

Wang Cui then nodded slowly, and there was a little pride in his tone:

"That's nature, all the weapons here are made by me with a hammer, and every weapon can be counted as a painstaking work. ”

Su Lan couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes, picked up a sword hanging on the wall, and said with some surprise:

"There are so many weapons, roughly speaking, not to mention five hundred, there are three hundred, it seems that Brother Wang is quite fond of forging weapons, if not, how can he hold such a boring life?"

Wang Cui smiled and wiped the fine sweat from his head with a towel:

"It's not boring, and being able to do what you yearn for seriously is my Wang Cui's blessing. ”

Xiao Yueming quite agrees with Wang Cui's statement that if you want to achieve real success in one thing, interest is indispensable.

This shop looks ordinary, but the types of weapons are readily available, and its master is not an ordinary person, it can be seen that this Wang Cui's forging level is absolutely extraordinary.

"What a sword. ”

Su Lan casually brandished the long sword he had just picked up from the long cabinet, obviously liking it.

Taking it from Su Lan's hand, Xiao Yueming gently rubbed the sword body with his fingers, only to see that this long sword was very sharp, and the blade was bright, not ordinary.

"Tough and tough, Brother Wang, your sword-casting skills, around me, a layman, can see that it is extraordinary. ”

Xiao Yueming praised.

Wang Cui was still very happy that his works could be recognized, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw him:

"Brother Xiao is in trouble, but it's just an ordinary long sword, and it's not a treasure. ”

Wang Cui's eyes stared at the hilt of the sword exposed behind Xiao Yueming's back, and his eyes exuded a faint look of longing:

"If you talk about treasures, the sword behind Brother Xiao is the real divine sword. ”

"The scabbard is as silver as snow, the hilt is as deep as inky black, looking at its sharp and restrained sword aura, if I guess correctly, this is the famous ancient sword on the weapon spectrum, Qing Yuan. ”

This Wang Cui is worthy of being a good sword caster, just a few glances, he said Qingyuan's reputation, Xiao Yueming was not very surprised by this, after all, Qingyuan Sword is quite famous in the rivers and lakes, but it is much more famous than his own Flowing Ink Qingyuan Sword that can only be mixed in the land of projectiles in Baiyue County.

"There are a lot of people I know in the Qingyuan Sword River, it seems that it is necessary to disguise it after going back, otherwise it may cause some unnecessary trouble one day. ”

Thinking secretly in her heart, Xiao Yueming immediately smiled indifferently:

"Brother Wang has good eyesight, but this sword is Qingyuan. ”

Seeing that Wang Cui was like a big man who had been single for many years, seeing a woman who was not covered in clothes, his eyes exuded a faint green light, and he looked directly at the exposed hilt of the sword behind Xiao Yueming.

Although he didn't look at himself, Xiao Yueming still felt hairy in his heart, a little uncomfortable, seeing Wang Cui's protruding Adam's apple squirming up and down, he actually swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Xiao Yueming had a chill, and quickly changed the topic:

"Well, Brother Wang, I want to buy a short blade, I don't know if there is one?"

Wang Cui's eyes were still hovering on the hilt of the Qingyuan sword, and he responded a little absentmindedly:

"Ah, yes, yes, Brother Xiao, wait a moment. ”

After Wang Cui said that, he reluctantly looked away and walked to the wall full of weapons not far away.

Su Lan came to Xiao Yueming's side, and looked at Wang Cui, who was looking for a weapon with his muscles ligated and his upper body, and a hint of cunning flashed in his beautiful eyes:

"Brother Xiao, I see that this Wang Cui is staring at you with affection, maybe he has taken a fancy to you, you don't have to be shy, if you are also interesting to him, I will reluctantly embarrass it and tell you my affection. ”

Xiao Yueming stroked her forehead, and whispered in a somewhat helpless tone:

"What have you been thinking about all day, have you forgotten what I said to you in the miscellaneous market?"

Su Lan's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly turned her head, not daring to look at Xiao Yueming anymore.

Pulling back a game, Xiao Yue shook her head secretly, similar to Wang Cui, who dedicates everything to one thing all their lives, and only the things they love can move them, Wang Cui is obsessed with forging, and when he sees Qingyuan's famous sword, he naturally can't walk and can't take his eyes off.

Wang Cui carefully selected among the weapons on the wall for a long time, and then took two short blades and walked in front of Xiao Yueming.

"The name of the short sword is Cunwan, and the name of the short sword is called blood, they are all my proud works, Brother Xiao, look at it. ”

Picking up the short sword, this sword is about an inch long, the whole body is black, it is quite weighty, holding the hilt of the sword, it feels delicate and comfortable, Xiao Yueming can't help but nod with satisfaction.

With a crisp sound of the sword, the sword body of this short sword is only less than an inch long, but the sharp air is not inferior to the three-foot long sword, this inch of the sword body is narrow and slender, which is very suitable for surprise, a fatal assassination.

"Inch, boundless distance, in front of this short sword, but only a few inches, very good, very good. ”

This is Xiao Yueming's praise from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't expect that at the end of this unsightly miscellaneous market, there are such first-class forging masters, perhaps, this is what the world calls luck.

Wang Cui's eyes showed a look of joy, and then saw that he handed the short blade to Xiao Yueming again, Wang Cui's right hand was obviously thicker than his left hand, which was formed by wielding a hammer with one hand year after year, the muscles of his arm were like intertwined dead branches, and there were rough calluses in the palm, symbolizing the honor and years that belonged to him.