After leaving Juntianfu City, I didn't walk much, and the outside was already full of farmland and trees, and the sound of birdsong gradually overshadowed the hustle and bustle of the city in a lush greenery.

Unlike the busy waterways of Chunhui Mansion, the scale of farmland outside Juntianfu City is also quite spectacular, even if it can only be seen vaguely.

The name Yuanzi River always makes Ji Yuan think of the garden shop in Chunhui Mansion, thinking of the unforgettable taste of a thousand days of spring, from time to time to take out a wine bottle and pour two sips, and have arrived at the Yuanzi River while walking.

This is a clear river, and there are some people's houses in the distance, and the scale of the settlement is not large, only twenty households, so that Ji Yuan can not distinguish whether this is a village or something else.

After walking at a normal pace for about a quarter of an hour, he approached the dwellings of the common people, and the sound of forging in the blacksmith shop could be clearly heard.

There is also this blacksmith shop by the Yuanzi River near the city, and Ji Yuan doesn't need to ask for directions at all, just look for the sound.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" "When... While... When..."

The sound of forging is relatively dense, it sounds like there is definitely more than one blacksmith, and a cursory look at the scale of the blacksmith shop, there are four forging rooms alone, and the metal and charcoal fire render a more hot feeling in these dog days.

Ji Yuan is considered to be in retrospect, I am afraid that the surrounding houses are actually the homes of these craftsmen.

Thinking about some trivial matters and what should be said later, I saw that there was a muscular master who was lying shirtless on a chaise longue fanning the place where the outermost room was full of farm tools and knives, and Ji Yuan walked directly and quickly to try to ask.

"May I ask you, this craftsman, this is the possibility of forging swords?"

The master fan raised his head to look at Ji Yuan, the long Sven man in the green shirt and sleeve robe, and then his eyes focused on the stick he was carrying behind his back for a moment.

"If the sword is broken, our Yanjia shop can help you repair it, and it will be easy to use after repairing, and it will not be worse than the original, if you want to cast a new sword and a new sword, it will not be done, and it will not be done. ”

"Oh~~ What if you make a scabbard?"

The craftsman sat up from the chaise longue and set the fan aside.

"That's okay, you can do it with a wooden sheath and a skin sheath, as long as you can take it with your hand, an iron sheath can also be made, and it is not impossible to afford money is a copper sheath and a silver sheath!

"I just need a wooden sheath, no need to carve it finely, just be simple and durable. ”

The craftsman stood up.

"Cheng, take you to another place to measure the width and slenderness of the sword body, weigh the weight, and then choose the wood. ”

Ji Yuan nodded and followed, and followed the craftsman to another room with a transparent front and back, through the open front and back doors, he could see the hot iron scene behind him.

There are two equally shirtless masters in the room who are sitting and drinking water and resting, and although they look over sixty years old, the muscles on their bodies are not small.

"Guest, take off your sword and I'll take a look. ”

Ji Yuan forgot to glance at the two old craftsmen, untied the long sword wrapped in strips of cloth and put it on the table in the room, and then removed the green cloth, revealing the full picture of the green vine sword.

At this moment, although the body of the Qingteng sword has been rust-free, it is still not transparent, and the overall sense of restraint is only revealed at the blade, and the hilt is even more bizarre.

The craftsman couldn't help but reach out and touch the vines of the hilt of the sword, but before his fingers touched the edge, there was a tingling sensation, which made him feel a strange feeling that he did not dare to touch the blade of the sword.

Suppressing the absurd panic in his heart, the craftsman reached out and touched the hilt of the sword, but fortunately nothing happened, but the touch of the hilt was like a crisp and tender green vine, flexible and cool.

The two masters who were resting on the side had already stood up and leaned over to look at the sword with a curious expression.

"Guest officer... What is the reputation of your sword?"

Ji Yuan showed a seemingly casual smile and sounded in a calm voice.

"This sword does have some origins, about eighty years ago, it was cast in this Yan shop......

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan's voice paused slightly, and his smile seemed unfathomable, so that many craftsmen in front and behind could hear it, and his voice spoke again with a hint of special power.

"Sword name, Qingying!"

For a while, the noisy sound of striking iron in Yan's shop all stopped.

Ji Yuan just looked at the sturdy figures in the forging room behind, and looked closely at the expressions of the two elders in the room at this moment.

"Uh... Hehe... A good name, a good name, maybe it was forged by the grandparents."

The middle-aged craftsman smiled awkwardly, took out a ruler and prepared to measure the sword body, while the two masters sat back again, but their eyes couldn't help but look at the long sword frequently, and the sound of striking iron in the backyard did not reply for a long time, and Ji Yuan could hear some subtle discussions.

"The master craftsman has never heard of the name of this sword?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile.

"I've never heard of it, but since the guest officer said that it was cast, maybe it is, you see that the utensils cast in our shop are strong and durable, and there is still this style after 80 years......"

Listening to the middle-aged craftsman gradually regain the fluency of his words from his embarrassment, Ji Yuan felt that maybe they had misunderstood something again, it seemed that not revealing something would not make a difference, maybe a white lie would be better.

"Oh, indeed, eighty years is too long, you have all forgotten, even if it was the blade of Zuo Li......"

When the word Zuo Li was mentioned, Ji Yuan could clearly feel that the middle-aged craftsman's hand holding the ruler trembled slightly, but Ji Yuan's words were not over yet.

"But you forgot, it won't forget, right?"

Ji Yuan's "it" refers to the long sword on the table, and at the same moment as the words fell.

"Buzz~~~"

The sharp edge of the long sword on the table that caused a slight ringing in the ears rang out.

"Click... Click......"

The wooden ruler in the hands of the middle-aged craftsman cracked inch by inch due to the sharp attack, and the craftsman hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the contemptible people are not the enemies of the Zuo family, and they don't spy on anything, but Zuo Li is kind to me, and he is not a person who knows how to repay his kindness, so I want to know if the Zuo family still has descendants alive, so I can do my best. ”

An old craftsman stood up and looked at the green vine sword on the table, suppressed his heart and said categorically.

"Since you have obtained the Long Sword Qingying, you must have also obtained the secret book of Zuo Jianxian, and what are you looking for the descendants of the Zuo family to do, the Zuo family has implicated our Yan family hard enough, anyway, we don't know whether they are dead or not, it is better not to die and we have nothing to do with it!"

"That is, it can be seen that Your Excellency's martial arts are unfathomable, with that hand just now, it is not something we can imagine, and we dare not hide it from you, the Zuo family will definitely die!"

The middle-aged craftsman also said.

"That's it, the Zuo family should have died a long time ago!" "That's right, they must be dead!"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with our Yanjia shop!" "Yes..."

......

At some point, a group of blacksmiths and apprentices who had gathered shouted outside the house, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and it seemed that all of them were members of the Yan family, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

Ji Yuan was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed loudly.

"Hahahahaha......"

He looked around at the people, and his clear voice sounded.

"It's no wonder that the Zuo family was so friendly with your Yan family back then, and decades have passed, and you are still protecting the Zuo family's bloodline, which is admirable!"

After Ji Yuan finished saying this seemingly inexplicable sentence, he solemnly bowed back and forth towards all the Yan blacksmiths around him, which made many people stunned and a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, the contemptible person is not a Jianghu person who seeks fame and fortune, and it is impossible to want to get any ...... from the Zuo family"

Saying this with a smile, Ji Yuan didn't feel it in his heart, and he didn't think that he also had to borrow the chain of cultivating immortals, so he continued to speak after a while.

"Mortal martial arts don't mean much to me, I am looking for the descendants of the Zuo family, but I am just giving Zuo Li an explanation that has been delayed for decades. ”

At the same time as this sentence that made people a little reverie and suspicion fell, the green vine sword on the table rose up, rotating around Ji Yuan like a living thing, and finally the tip of the sword was facing downward, levitating in front of Ji Yuan.

"Buzz~~~~"

The sword body is constantly ringing, and the sound has ups and downs, as if the long sword tells the mood.

The others were either stunned or scratched at their trouser legs, and everyone held their breath and couldn't speak, with only one common thought in their hearts:

'Sword!'