Chapter Twenty-Three: Rituals, Enlightenment for Livelihood

On the border of the Celestial Empire, there is a sword-forging city, where nine out of ten shops make a living by striking iron and forging swords.

In the square of the Sword Forge City, there is a giant sword as black as ink. And around the giant sword, dozens of shirtless young men knelt down at the same time, their hands folded on their chests, and their mouths were also chanting.

This is a tradition of the City of Swords, which they have exchanged for the Enlightenment.

Anyone who opened a sword-casting workshop in the sword-forging city and made a living from sword-casting would come here every morning to bow down and worship in order to find the blessing of the sword-casting ancestor so that they would not be injured by the sharp blade in the process of sword-casting.

The swordsmiths of the Sword Forge City know a truth in their hearts, and it has also been passed down by their ancestors from generation to generation.

If a sword is stained with blood and opens before it has been completely forged, then the masculinity in the blood will dissipate the spiritual charm in the sword. And this sword will never condense sword intent again.

Without Lingyun, the sword that cannot condense the sword intent will become a piece of scrap iron, and this is also the biggest insult to the swordsmith.

Therefore, they are here in Qiling, they will also spend their lives in forging, and in their lives, it can be said that there are countless swords, if they can cast a famous sword and become famous all over the world, then they will not live up to their own life, handed over to the hammer in their hands.

"The city of sword casting is indeed worthy of its name, and the quality of forged swords is also from low to high, with everything and a dazzling array of colors. ”

Xia Yuan got up a little early, and he even came to the square of the Sword Forging City to watch the ceremony. It's just that he was dressed in a coarse linen dress, and his face was also disguised.

Xia Yuan was in the crowd watching the ceremony, he was so ordinary, so ordinary that people would forget their appearance when they looked at it.

At this time, the sky is slowly spreading the gray color, and a touch of fish belly white, with the rising sun, is revealed in the sky.

It was still a little early, and the initiation ceremony in the square was nearing its end. The crowd of onlookers also dispersed in the hustle and bustle, and Xia Yuan was silent, also drifting with the flow.

It had been three days since they came to the Sword Forging City, and if it hadn't been delayed by a sudden incident, Xia Yuan and Qin Lan would have already embarked on the road to the Heavenly Cave under the protection of Granny Mo.

Xia Yuan, who got up early, wandered around the streets, the shops on both sides of the street had already opened their doors, the early birds had insects to eat, and they were also busy for the day's livelihood.

The shouting and shouting were loud and drinking, and the pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

After leaving the square, the swordsmiths returned to their respective swordsmiths, hammers in their hands, striking the red-hot pig iron, and then another, with a pattern.

For a while, the city of sword forging began to be lively and noisy in the early morning.

"Boss, please load me five buns. ”

Xia Yuan's figure stopped in front of the steamed bun shop that was steaming outside, he took out five copper plates from his arms, put them on the table, and said to the boss with a smile.

"The little old man is objectively white and pure, and he doesn't think he is from this city, they all say that the reader gets up early, and the little old man doesn't believe it at first, but now it seems that there is a joke. ”

The owner of the bun shop, an old man with gray hair, stretched out his wrinkled hand and grinned toothily as he held the bun.

Xia Yuan, who was a little thin in his limbs and body, and who was powerless and weak, became a reader in the mouth of the owner of the bun shop.

"Yes, I'm not from this city, but I'm just staying here for a few days with the elders of my family. Boss, the copper coin was placed on the table for you. ”

Xia Yuan took over the five buns that had been packed in paper bags, and the buns that had just come out of the oven were a little hot through the dark yellow paper bag.

The vendors on both sides of the street got up early to make a living, and Xia Yuan got up early to make a living, because he was hungry.

"Okay, go slowly, welcome to come back next time. ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop smiled and put the copper coins on the table in a wooden box under him.

The city of sword forging is not very large, but there are many people who live here, many of them come here from other places, and there are also some cultivators who come here to find their favorite weapons and take advantage of them.

Therefore, Xia Yuan would pass by some cultivators from time to time on the road, but their realm cultivation was not high, and they were basically in the realm of accepting qi.

Xia Yuan also walked in the city generously, and he was not afraid that his identity would be recognized.

Sword Pavilion. It is an inn in the city of sword-casting, the first floor is the sword-casting workshop, the second floor is up, and the third floor is a place for people to rest.

The sound insulation of the Sword Pavilion guest rooms is very good, and the guests who come here for temporary stay are not afraid of being woken up from their sleeping dreams by the sound of striking iron downstairs.

Xia Yuan held a dark yellow paper bag in his hand, stopped at the door of the sword casting workshop and looked at the rough sword tire left by Yu Jiuyou, Xia Yuan wanted to take it out and let the swordsmiths re-forge it, but after thinking about it, he hesitated, and finally shook his head, then raised his legs and walked into the Sword Pavilion and went up to the second floor.

"Qin Lan, I bought a few buns on the street, you can eat them while they're hot. ”

After Xia Yuan knocked on the door three times, he walked into the guest room where Qin Lan lived.

The furnishings in the guest room are very simple, just like ordinary people's homes, fortunately, the price is cheap here, and the three of Xia Yuan are in the Sword Pavilion, and they live well.

"Didn't you say that you were going to the square today to watch the enlightenment ceremony of the Sword Forge City? You went out, and you didn't even call me, and since I didn't see it with your own eyes, then tell me with your own mouth. ”

Qin Lan glanced at Xia Yuan, she was a little hungry after cultivating all night, but the two of them discussed something, but Xia Yuan didn't fulfill it.

Qin Lan frowned with a pair of willow eyebrows, and her pursed lips could hang a small bottle of vinegar.

"I had already finished my cultivation before dawn, and I was afraid of disturbing you, so I went alone. You eat these buns first, I'm telling you, the enlightenment ceremony of the Sword Forge City. ”

With a smile on the corner of Xia Yuan's mouth, he walked up to Qin Lan's side, reached out and took out a bun from the dark yellow paper bag, and shook it in front of Qin Lan's eyes. "It's freshly baked buns, I ate three of them, and they were so delicious that I almost swallowed my tongue. ”

"When I'm done eating, you're telling me, and the lord of this county will forgive you. ”

Qin Lan stretched out her hand and took the bun in Xia Yuan's hand, she smiled, and ate it one bite at a time.

Qin Lan's eating appearance is very elegant, unlike Xia Yuan's appearance of eating buns on the road and gobbling them up.

"Xia Yuan, how are things going, how long will it be before we can leave for the Heavenly Grotto. ”

Qin Lan said while eating steamed buns.

"I have already sent Granny Mo to go, according to the agreement, whether it is done or not, Granny Mo will come back today, and we will leave for the Heavenly Grotto early tomorrow morning. ”

Xia Yuan pulled over a long wooden table and sat down beside Qin Lan.

This incident happened suddenly, which caught Xia Yuan a little off guard, so he could only change his original plan and stay in the Sword Forging City.

And the customs of the Sword Forging City also gave Xia Yuan a good experience, which can be described as a worthwhile trip.

(PS: From this chapter onwards, you will enter the main line of the first volume.) )