Gu Meng is no stranger to the visitor, he has met each other a few times.

That person was Su Su's uncle, Wu Qingshui.

It's the one who looked at the picture of the spring palace on the mountain and made a fuss.

Of course, Gu Meng is also hearsay, but he has never seen it with his own eyes.

Wu Qingshui came to the stone table, saw Gu Ming, and said with a smile: "Gu boy, now that you have become the head of the sect, in the future, when the old man sees you, he will also shout Gu Zhangjiao?"

Wu Qingshui and Su Su have a very good relationship, and even have a good impression of their good friend Gu Ming, who is a nephew, besides, Gu Ming is such a young man, such a genius, and has a good personality, not as cold as Liang Zhao.

Gu Meng arched his hand towards Wu Qingshui, but he didn't say much, he didn't know much about this senior, and it was inconvenient to say more.

Wu Qingshui didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point: "How much cold iron do you have, take it out and see it first?"

Gu Meng had already told Gu Dao Zhenren before, but now that Wu Qingshui must see it, he didn't say much, let Wu Qingshui back a little, and then he began to take out the cold iron outside.

"It's a small piece, it's okay to forge a short sword. "Good

Gu Meng first weighed the piece of cold iron in his hand, which was almost the size of his face, and said to himself.

"Wait a minute, when you say forging a sword, do you want to forge a sword with a whole piece of cold iron?"

Wu Qingshui looked at the cold iron that exuded a chill, and quickly caught the point that Gu Meng said.

Gu Meng was a little puzzled and said, "Otherwise?"

Wu Qingshui couldn't wait to slap the other party to death, he said patiently: "These major sword sects cast swords, just when casting swords, adding some cold iron to it can improve the grade of this sword a lot, and the tenacity is even more so, if you want to use cold iron to build the entire sword, do you know how much cold iron it takes?"

It's not that Wu Qingshui is angry, it's really because the entire cultivation world, except for Beihai, where can I find so much cold iron? The major sword sects all have some cold iron, all of which are used sparingly, for example, such a piece of cold iron in Gu Ming's hand is enough to forge a hundred swords.

Gu Meng didn't say much, and then took out a piece of cold iron that was almost the size of a stone table.

Wu Qingshui was stunned for a moment, and then said tremblingly, "So big?"

Gu Meng asked, "Is this piece of cold iron enough to cover the debt I owed before?"

Gu Luo knew the preciousness of the cold iron before, but he didn't expect it to be so precious, since this is the case, it should be enough to think about this piece of cold iron.

Wu Qingshui blew his beard and glared, "I really want to convert, it's almost!"

This statement made Gu Meng a little surprised, it turned out that there were so many things that Gui Jian Pavilion had taken out before, and it was really a lot.

If you are willing to lend it, there is nothing to say.

After all, the original Zheshan was still poor and white.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Meng took out another piece of cold iron.

Then Wu Qingshui sat directly on the ground, he looked at the cold iron in front of him, which was the size of a rockery, and couldn't say anything.

"How many cold irons do you have?"

Just when Gu Meng took these out at this time, it was already the sum of the cold iron mined by these major sword sects in recent decades.

But Gu Luo here, it seems that there is still something left, and he hasn't finished it.

Gu Meng didn't take it outside, but just pointed to the cold iron the size of a hill and said, "Just use this piece of cold iron to do business with Senior Wu." ”

Wu Qingshui said seriously: "Please don't use blocks, you must use seats!"

Such a big piece of cold iron, who the fuck has ever seen it.

Gu Meng sighed, thinking that when you arrived at the bottom of the North Sea, and when you saw those cold irons, I was afraid that the whole person would faint with fright.

"I want pills, a lot, herbs. ”

That's what Gu Meng is currently missing.

"Do you exchange such a cold iron for it? Even if you want to empty the Guijian Pavilion?"

Wu Qingshui frowned and said, "Although there are a lot of things in the Guijian Pavilion, they can't give them all to you. ”

This is the truth, if it is all given to Zheshan, Guijian Pavilion will be poor, even if the alchemy masters in the mountain gate do not have alchemy day and night, they can't fucking practice so much that can be used by the disciples of Guijian Pavilion.

"Then take some first, and take as many as you want without affecting the use of the Sword Pavilion. ”

Gu Meng also has to think about the other party, after all, they are all friends.

Wu Qingshui nodded, like this, it's okay.

"It's the same with herbs. ”

Gu Luo continued: "Then how much cold iron do I have left?"

Wu Qingshui thought about it, before he came, he deliberately counted those things, and then counted them for a while, and then stretched out his hand to gesture, probably Gu Luo still has a lot of ......

This cold iron is too big......

"Then I'll find some more disciples to come to the Sword Pavilion to learn alchemy and how to grow medicinal herbs. ”

Father and mother have it, but in fact, it is not as good as having it yourself.

Gu Meng knows this truth very well, and he must let the Zheshan side build these things, so that the future Zheshan can be self-sufficient.

Wu Qingshui nodded, now in his eyes, Gu Meng is an out-and-out rich man, what he says, that's what it is.

"And how much do I have left?"

Gu Meng asked Wu Qingshui with a smile.

The latter rolled his eyes and said a lot.

Gu Meng nodded, "The rest will be placed in the Guijian Pavilion, and once the Guijian Pavilion has excess pills and herbs, it will be sent to Zheshan until it is finished, how about it?"

Wu Qingshui nodded, this is equivalent to this piece of cold iron has now returned to the Sword Pavilion, those pills or something, in fact, it is not too difficult to practice.

After talking about this business, Gu Ming's goal was achieved.

However, he still took out a piece of cold iron, which was half as tall as him, "This is for that guy in Susu, he taught my disciples for a few days in Zheshan before, this is considered a thank you gift." ”

Wu Qingshui opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Gu Meng took out a bigger piece and said softly: "This piece can be regarded as repaying the grace of the ancient Dao real person to pass on the sword." ”

Gu Meng has always been a person who must repay his kindness, since the other party is kind to him, he naturally can't help but repay it, he was a poor man before, but now it's different.

Wu Qingshui laughed, "You kid is a little interesting." ”

Gu Meng asked after realizing it: "Do you want to give Senior Wu another piece to you, even if it is a meeting gift?"

Wu Qingshui waved his hand, "Wool is pointing at you alone?"

Although these things sent by Gu Meng were given to Su Su to Gu Dao Zhenren, in the end, the entire disciples of the Sword Pavilion benefited, and Wu Qingshui was not a greedy person.

"But boy, we can have a discussion. ”

Gu Meng looked at this senior Wu with a smile.

Wu Qingshui was a little weak-hearted, "You are in the mountains, there are all kinds of wastes waiting to be revived, and there are no experts in sword casting in the future, why don't you take out some of your cold iron, and let me return to the sword casting master of the Sword Pavilion to help you forge the sword, how about it?"

This seems to be a help, but in fact, it is also an opportunity for the swordsmiths of the Sword Pavilion to improve themselves

"No need, there is a swordsmith on the mountain, and I will keep it for him to practice. ”

Gu Meng remembered Biaozi, who was the hall master of the Zheshan Sword Casting Hall.

But this kid probably hasn't had any good iron at this point.

This time, he directly let him use cold iron.

"Practice?!"

Wu Qingshui pointed at Gu Ming, "You kid is a tyrannical thing!"

"Let's go, boy, I'll take you to pick up something. ”

......

......

As the sun set, Gu Meng and Gu Dao Zhenren said goodbye at the foot of the mountain.

Gu Dao Zhenren looked at him and said with a smile: "Zheshan is in your hands, and it will definitely be carried forward." ”

These are words spoken from the heart, without the slightest hypocrisy.

Now the relationship between Guijian Pavilion and Zheshan is good, Gu Meng is so young, I think the two parties can be friends for many years, although Guijian Pavilion has no ambitions, but Zheshan does not necessarily have no.

Gu Meng also said sincerely: "The seniors passed on the grace of the sword, and the younger generations remembered it in their hearts, hoping that Zheshan and Guijian Pavilion could be friends from generation to generation." ”

As the head of the Zheshan Sect, Gu Meng will definitely make the disciples on the mountain full of good feelings towards the Guijian Pavilion, as for the Guijian Pavilion, at least in the current Gudao Zhenren and the future Su Su, there will be no problems.

Gu Dao Zhenren smiled and nodded, but still instructed: "Between you young people, it is inevitable that you will sometimes be young and vigorous and do some wrong things, but don't ruin this friendship." ”

He was talking about the matter between Gu Meng and Su Su.

Gu Meng nodded, he understood.

Gu Dao Zhenren sighed with emotion: "You two children, in fact, are good, Su Su is a little more cheerful, but he also knows the general situation, as for you, there is nothing to say, you two are good, maybe it will also be a legend in the cultivation world in the future, the two sword immortals are close friends, and they are really beautiful talks." ”

The two sword immortals, the heads of the two sects, and the same close friends, it is really a beautiful thing to talk about.

Gu Meng smiled and nodded.

Then the old man and the young man talked some gossip, and Gu Luo Yujian left, leaving Gu Dao Zhenren alone.

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Leaving the Guijian Pavilion, Gu Luo returned to his heart like an arrow, and walked towards the mountain and the sword.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a long time since I left Zheshan and came back this time, and it was almost a waste of half a year just to fight with Jiang Chao in that mountain forest before.

Gu Meng hadn't thought about Zheshan so much before, but now, he did think of the extreme.

It's close, it's close!

Gu Meng could already see the top of the mountain at this moment.

Faster.

Then Gu Meng could hear the laughter on the mountain.

It's closer.

Soon, the flying sword slashed through the sky and came to the middle of the mountain.

Seeing this familiar mountain, Gu Meng sighed a lot, he not only came back this time, but also brought a lot of things, with these things, Zheshan will definitely be better.

In fact, unconsciously, Gu Meng had long regarded this place as his hometown, and his feelings for this mountain were no worse than those of Nan Chu.

This is his mountain.

His Mt. Zheshan!

Thinking of these, Gu Meng stayed in the middle of the mountain, feeling the breath of the mountain.

Gu Meng retracted his sword qi and showed a happy smile.

At this time, there were many disciples on the mountain, and there happened to be a disciple who looked up, looked at the sky, and found Gu Ming, and then was stunned, the disciple was also grinning, and then pulled his neck and shouted loudly: "Uncle Zhangjiao has returned to the mountain!"