However, fortunately, Master Cen had the name of a sword-casting prodigy at a young age, and he was noticed by the Fengyulou Divine Weapon Pavilion early, and as soon as he became an adult, he was immediately summoned into the General Pavilion to join the careful cultivation, and when he appeared in the clan again, he was already an indescribably expensive sword-casting grandmaster who had successfully refined a divine weapon.

The so-called one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, the Cen family was in decline because of the lack of green and yellow, and the prestige and status of the family were quite declining, but after Master Cen succeeded in refining the divine weapon and advanced to become a great master of sword casting, that decline naturally disappeared.

At the beginning, the Cen family was naturally ecstatic because of the fact that their family had produced a great master of sword casting, and they celebrated with the crown, but over time, the Cen family from top to bottom had a lot of opinions about their family, the leading figure, and the reason was quite simple.

In the eyes of the Cen family, although Master Cen finally arrived at the Sword Casting Grand Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, his heels are naturally still in the Cen family, and they are talents cultivated by the Cen family.

But since Master Cen became the great master of sword casting, he still lived in the Divine Weapon General Pavilion and devoted himself to sword casting, except for refining a few good weapons for the Cen family, there was no other action.

Master Cen is a newly promoted sword forging master, and in the wind and rain building of "how much ability, how much power you can have, how much temper you can have", it is naturally a powerful and hot figure, but Master Cen himself disdains these low-hanging power powers, and refuses the family's request to use his influence to install people in the Divine Soldier Pavilion several times.

In this way, the Cen family, who originally had some opinions on Master Cen, was very dissatisfied, and when the Cen family wanted to come to Master Cen to ask for an explanation, they were closed again, and the person sent to question Master Cen was directly stopped outside the General Pavilion of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and he didn't even see Master Cen's face.

In this way, the Cen family's dissatisfaction with Master Cen slowly fermented, so that it was out of control later, and they made a big mistake. Although there are other people who really plotted against Master Cen, the Cen family only played a disgraceful role in it.

But without the intentional or unintentional cooperation of the Cen family, Master Cen could not be so easily recruited, the meridians were completely broken, and he could only rely on the black jade intermittent ointment of the Thousand Machine Gate to maintain his life, unless he pretended to be the true qi of others, otherwise he could not cast a sword refining weapon at all.

Although Master Cen saved his life, since he had fallen into this kind of fate, he naturally fell from the lofty position of the great master of sword casting, and finally had no choice but to go to Ding Changlin, a classmate who studied refining together in the General Pavilion of the Divine Weapon Pavilion and is now the head of the Divine Weapon Pavilion of Changlin County, in order to get peace in the second half of his life.

And after the Cen family experienced the thrill of the initial revenge,

I also quickly tasted what it was like to sow the evil fruits of my own seeds. The Cen family is a family of sword-casting, although it has been passed down for several generations, and it is not without other industries, but sword-casting, as the foundation of the family, is naturally easy to abandon.

But in this generation, there is only one Master Cen who is out of class and outstanding in sword casting, and although the rest of the people are not fuel-efficient lamps, they are all mediocre talents together with sword casting.

It wasn't until Master Cen finally suffered a plot and fell from the clouds that the life of the Cen family suddenly became difficult, and at this time the Cen family finally remembered who supported the scenery of their family, and how weak and ridiculous their ghost tricks were in front of the fierce fangs of those jackals who were blushing at the Cen family's wealth.

However, you can take any medicine in the world, but you don't have to take the regret medicine, even if the Cen family has repented, but they can't invite another sword-forging grandmaster to support their family. Of course, the Cen family is getting worse, and Master Cen is not necessarily getting better.

People who used to be crazy about weapons can't even refine the most low-grade treasure soldiers with their own hands, what kind of pain should it be. What's more, although Master Cen married a wife and had children in his early years, he has not heard from him since he went to the General Pavilion of the Divine Weapons Pavilion.

With the change of the Cen family's attitude towards Master Cen all the way, the only son left in the family was naturally quite difficult, and after leaving a grandson, he made a pair of short-lived mandarin ducks with Master Cen's daughter-in-law early.

Now Master Cen is in this Changlin County City, guarding his frail and sickly grandson. Under the protection of his old friends, although he has no worries about food and clothing, he can't go further if he wants to go further.

Today's farce is that Qiu Siyuan and Steward Cen received a high-grade treasure soldier, the Emei Thorn, from the Divine Weapon Pavilion. Naturally, there is no shortage of experts in the Divine Weapon Pavilion who can refine high-grade treasure soldiers, but once the Emei Thorn is a Qimen weapon, there are few swordsmiths who are willing to refine it.

Second, although the client of this Emei thorn is paid quite high, but the quality requirements for this Emei thorn are also relatively high.

The two of them thought about it, but they were really reluctant to pay this rich reward, so they hit the idea on the head of Master Cen, after all, although Master Cen had exhausted his meridians and could no longer refine the weapon by himself, the knowledge and vision in his chest were still there, and he could refine it with the help of other people's true qi in a short time, but because of his physique, it could not last long.

However, with Master Cen's sword-forging attainments, even if there are all these unfavorable conditions, a mere high-grade treasure soldier is naturally sure that the refining will be successful, but the development of things is like the scene just now, which is quite unsatisfactory.

"Grandpa!" Seeing the ragged Master Cen staggering out of the Divine Weapons Pavilion, the boy who seemed to have been squatting on the side of the street for a long time jumped up at once, and then jumped to Master Cen's side.

Although Master Cen didn't speak, but after seeing this child, Mu Ran's face suddenly showed a hint of love, "Junlang, are you tired?", looking at his grandson's pale face, Master Cen's face did not change, but he sighed slightly in his heart.

In his life, he was obsessed with forging sword refiners, and after he was half scrapped, he was already a walking corpse, otherwise even if he was down, ordinary clothes could afford it, instead of being ragged and self-defeating like now, his enemy did not come to take his life after abolishing himself, and he also knew that making Master Cen unable to cast swords with his own hands in this life was something that made Master Cen uncomfortable even more than directly killing Master Cen.

It is true that after he was plotted and his meridians were exhausted, Master Cen was gnawed by the pain of not being able to forge a sword with his own hands in this life every day. But Master Cen himself, the grandson, is like the last ray of light in his life, so that Master Cen has to think of ways to survive. When Steward Cen found him before, he didn't want to deal with it at all.

But thinking that if he succeeds, he will be able to save a pen, and after accumulating a lot, he will be able to find a way to cure the dark disease of his frail grandson, but after all, Master Cen is not the great master of sword casting back then, and now he wants to do such a small thing, but he is also more than willing to do it.

As for Ding Gaoren saying that he could find the Ding family if he had something, Master Cen would listen to it and not take it seriously. Although Master Cen didn't understand the world before, it was only because he was bent on forging swords, not because Master Cen was born stupid.

If Master Cen was born stupid, he wouldn't be able to become a great master of sword forging. Ding Gaoren's words, just listen to it, if Master Cen really ran to Ding's house twice in three days, after people got bored, although Changlin County was big, there would be no place for Master Cen to stand.

Just when Cen Fuzi was thinking a lot, his sleeves were crumbling tighter and tighter, and Cen Fuzi came back to his senses and looked down, only to see that on his grandson's pale face, a pair of eyes were embarrassed, revealing an extremely excited light.

"Grandpa, when we came today, I saw that the ring on the South Street was rising again, it's still early, let's go and see it and go back, grandpa, okay, I'm begging you" The tone of the boy who was pulling the sleeves of Master Cen was almost pleading, shaking the already tattered sleeves of Master Cen and said to Master Cen.