"The heavy sword has no edge, it is clever but not work, the flame turns to the sword, and the sword is defeated. Such a thing is undoubtedly an exciting thing for the people of Hongshan County, and it will naturally spread the reputation of Huaxia Seiko again.

In addition, Lu Feng also admitted that Lu Lixing's newly created sword cold star is not as good as the heavy sword without a blade, which undoubtedly makes Lu Buqi the honor of the first person in Hongshan Iron Ware.

For this kind of false name, Lu Buqi didn't particularly care, he returned to the shop, still didn't stop, he still had to polish, polish, carve, and inscribe Wufeng, after all, this is a gift to others, and it is always better to be beautiful and generous.

While doing these things, Lu Feng stayed by the side and didn't say anything. Lu Bu didn't give up and didn't care about him, in his opinion, if Lu Feng had anything to say, he would always say it in an appropriate way, and the two thoughts that flashed the most in his mind now were: "Thoughts turn around...... Pneumatic printing ......"

Sikong Weidian and Sikong Nian, who were more familiar with these two concepts, came to a quiet courtyard in the southwest corner of the inner city of Hongshan County.

After getting off the horse, Sikong Nian took off the head rope, and his long black hair hung down like a waterfall, and then rushed into the courtyard angrily: "Don't give up the dead land, don't give up the stinky land...... He even exposed me in public......"

"Xiao Nian ......" A middle-aged scribe with a clear appearance and a sturdy physique stretched out his hand to greet him, but he only received a blank look.

"Wei Dian, what's wrong with Xiao Nian, who provoked her again?" The middle-aged scribe stroked the short three-strand beard on his chin, and asked Sikong Wei Dian, who walked in behind him, "You went out early in the morning and only came back now, what happened?"

For this middle-aged scribe, Sikong Weidian was quite respectful: "Third master, it's a long story at this time, you listen to me slowly......"

After listening to Sikong Weidian's explanation, Sikong Nian Sikong Sheng was very surprised: "Are you saying that there is a sword-forging genius in Hongshan County, who mastered the forging technique at the age of sixteen, and the casting skill is much stronger than yours?"

"It's not just the casting technique, even if it's the cultivation of the body, I'm afraid it's not much better than me! It's not convincing!" Sikong Weidian said frankly: "It's hard to believe that you know this, but the third master, you can just look at this sword......"

The people of the Sikong family, it is said that even the old mother who sweeps the floor knows the art of swordsmanship, not to mention that Sikong Sheng is a pivotal person in the Sikong family, and he is responsible for the foreign affairs of the Sikong family.

Sikong Sheng took the Xuantie broadsword that was broken in two, and indeed groaned: "Although I didn't play your tenth-tenth level, but it was almost the same, eighty-refined Xuantie broadsword...... Tsk, Wei Dian, you lost so badly...... Judging from the twisted lines of the rift, the bladeless heavy sword created by Lu Buqi is at least twice as strong as yours. Are you sure that the young man's bladeless heavy sword was made by him?"

Sikong Weidian smiled bitterly: "Third Master, I won't be so stupid, right? This is what Miss Nian and I have seen with our own eyes, and there are many people watching......

"I don't doubt your mental problem, it's just that this thing is incredible, that level of sword, even if it is an uncle, he can't beat it, I'm afraid that only grandpa can compete with each other. Sikong Sheng also shook his head again and again, his eyes full of disbelief: "He is only sixteen years old, and his body refining cultivation is not weaker than you?