The Eastern Moon Kingdom ushered in a big change.

While the people cheered, the production was full of enthusiasm, showing vigorous vitality and vitality, and once again came to an era of prosperity.

No one knows what happened in the back mountain.

......

In the blink of an eye, nearly two hundred years have passed.

In the past two hundred years, Fang Junmei has traveled all over the world, rolling in the red dust, I don't know how many identities he has changed, how many livelihoods he has done, and how many people he has seen, but he has never found the opportunity for the second change of the Dao heart.

......

There is a small city in the northern grassland, called Hanhai.

Hanhai City is located in the north of the Dongyue Kingdom, that is, on the prairie land of the year, after tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, there is not much change here, it is still a grassland.

I don't know after which conquest, the nomadic tribes of the year gradually switched to farming, and only a few mortals still maintained a nomadic life.

Cities have been built on the grasslands, and Hanhai is one of them.

......

Recently, in this Hanhai City, there is one more foreign man to settle down, this foreign man, who makes a living by striking iron, has just arrived, and naturally has no business.

Fortunately, this person doesn't care.

When there is no business, you either drink and live a very leisurely life.

......

Time passed.

Winter on the prairie comes very early.

On this night, the snow was falling one after another, and when I woke up the next day, I was already covered in silver makeup, and the children were laughing and playing.

Dada——

But soon, in the direction of the city gate, the sound of the hooves of a heavy horse was heard.

However, it did not cause anyone to panic, but led their necks to look forward to it, and many people went towards the city gate with great joy.

"Dad, I'm back!"

The man who entered the city, riding a tall white horse, was a young man with a sturdy figure and thick eyebrows.

Look at that face, only in his early twenties, between his eyebrows, there is a flying young look, and the color of some beards can't hide the vigor and vitality of young life.

"Lil—"

After entering the city, he lifted the reins with both arms, dismounted his horse, and stopped in front of an old man, attracting a cheer.

"Little rabbit, are you going to trample me to death? Be careful! Come back so early this time, do you have no gain, and you have lost your father's face?"

The old man asked with a smile.

The old man was also in good shape, but he seemed to be a little chilly, it was the first snow, and he was already wrapped in a thick coat.

"Haha, I came back early, no wonder I, who called this year's snow so early, but we have gained a lot this time, all in the back car, and I will dazzle your eyes for a while. ”

The young man swept off his horse, and his skills were extremely vigorous.

"Virtue, it's not all the hunting methods I taught you! Lao Tzu was much stronger than you back then!"

The old man quipped.

The father and son walked forward with a smile and annoyance.

More and more Pegasus entered the city, and the lively sound sounded even louder.

......

Although the city was built and changed to an agricultural lifestyle, autumn hunting is still one of the most important activities for these men on the grassland. Harvest meat, furs, and prepare for the cold winter.

This autumn hunt, which began at the end of summer and lasted until the first snowfall, lasted for about three months, and the men were hunted, all of whom were strong men from the city.

Today is the time to go home, the time of reunion, and the time of harvest.

At the gates of the city, there was laughter and fighting.

Everywhere in the city, the sound of firecrackers soon rang out.

......

"Dad, this autumn hunt, I met a very powerful bear, and my scimitar was interrupted, I went to Uncle Guangxiang first to customize a new scimitar. ”

At the gate of a courtyard, the young man who took the lead in the door said that this person's name was Haotai, and he was one of the captains of the hunting team.

"Don't go, he died more than a month ago. ”

The old man said lightly, it was Haotai's father who was fierce.

In terms of getting up, it was originally excellent, but unfortunately in a hunt a few years ago, he was injured a lot, and he couldn't help but be tired, so he retired.

In the fierce voice, there is a calm of life and death.

"Uncle Guangxiang is dead?"

Haotai said with a shock.

"Well, I drank too much wine the day before, and when I was found the next day, I was already dead. ”

Hao Meng said again.

Haotai nodded slightly, and couldn't help but be sad.

"I'll go back and buy some rice and meat, send it to his family, and pay tribute by the way, but where will my knife be remade now?"

Haotai said, acting benevolently and old.

“...... More than two months ago, at the end of our street, a blacksmith came from the south, you go to his place, you have heard that the craftsmanship is good. ”

Hao Meng thought for a moment.

Haotai nodded.

......

After a busy day, after lunch, I came to the newly opened blacksmith's shop.

Ding Ding Ding Ding –

Before he entered the door, he heard the sound of gold and iron pounding from the depths of the courtyard.

Haotai's eyes flashed, and just listening to this voice, he could feel the strong power contained in the arm of the iron striker.

When I entered the door, there was another shock!

I saw a tall man with a bare upper body at the half-open and ventilated stove, tapping a long red-hot iron bar on the board one by one, his eyes were focused, letting the sweat slide down his forehead, and his eyes did not blink.

The man had a big beard on his face, and he looked a little vicissitudes, and he couldn't tell whether he was young or old.

But what shocked Haotai was the strong muscles of the other party's naked upper body, as if carved out of marble, full and perfect!

The muscles are angular, and there are not too many hideous green tendons, the color is bronze, and every bead of sweat on the skin is like light, which is amazing.

......

Needless to say, this bearded man is none other than Fang Junmei.

He firmly remembered Jun Buyu's teachings, and when he couldn't find the opportunity for the transformation of the Dao heart, he went to the world to take a walk to experience the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of mortals.

After leaving Shengyang City, after two hundred years, Fang Junmei came here and started another period of mortal career, as for this iron-striking work, it is not only a cover-up, but also a sustenance, a sustenance for the sword career.

......

Haotai carefully looked at Fang Jun's eyebrows, as if he had found something, and there was a sudden look of disdain in his eyes, which flashed.

"Uncle, novice?"

Walking behind Fang Junmei, Haotai asked with a bit of amusement.

"How do you see that?"

Fang Jun didn't brow, and asked lightly.

"Doing this kind of work, there is not even a spark burn on the body, not a novice, only a ghost!"

Haotai said.

There is some truth to that. ”

Fang Junmei nodded slightly, but immediately changed the conversation and said, "But I can't, is it a natural blacksmith? ”

"Haha-"

Haotai laughed, feeling the other party's amusement.

After the laughter fell, he said: "No matter how talented you are, you will always have to have sparks, Dad asked me to come to you to order a knife, it seems that I am looking for the wrong person." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

"Why don't you look at the iron tools I made and say this again?"

Fang Jun frowned.

"No need, I'd better change it. ”

Haotai strode out the door.

......

"Little rabbit, you look down on my craft. ”

Fang Junmei finally raised his head, looked at the door, and scolded with a smile, with a bit of self-deprecation on his face.

He hadn't felt like this for many years, he just felt incredibly relaxed and happy. Although he is despised, he doesn't have to think about defeating or killing the other party and getting back to this field.

This is a more humane career.

After saying this, he continued to fight the iron in his hand.

......

Ding Ding Ding Ding –

Over and over again, thousands of hammers.

Fang Junmei didn't know how to achieve the second transformation of the Dao Heart, and he didn't even know what the Immortal Dao Heart should transform.

But since there is no road, it doesn't matter which direction it will go, step by step is to move forward, and if you go more, you may naturally open up a road.

......

Hammering in his hands, scenes from the past are emerging in his heart.

Or the sword fight, or the battle of the eight directions, or the retreat and penance, the life and past, vividly.

Fang Junmei's eyes were slightly in a trance, as if he wanted to put all this lifelong experience into the red iron......

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and it suddenly exploded.

The piece of red iron on the board was knocked in half.

Fang Junmei also came back to his senses in an instant.

"Haha, it's still far from it. ”

He laughed out loud and threw the hammer in his hand.

......

I walked to the well and washed it.

I walked over to the table and came.

......

Wine is the turbid wine of the world, and books are the books of sages.

In a trance, another day passed.

......

The winter in this small town on the prairie plain is particularly lively.

Unable to go to the ground, unable to hunt, enjoying the beauty of the harvest, the women are preparing for the New Year, the men are drinking and meat, and the brave and ruthless young people will go to the ring in the city and play a few games, which not only strengthens the body, but also shows bravery.

On this day, the two of them were in the ring again.

Swords come and go, sparks splash everywhere, and the fight is inseparable.

Click!

There was a cracking sound, and after a sound, the long knife in the hand of one of them was split in half.

Swish!

With another soft whistle, the opponent's knife had already fallen on his neck.

"Luo Hu, don't you still admit defeat?"

The victor laughed triumphantly, it was Haotai.

His opponent, named Luo Hu, both of them are captains of the hunting team, and they have always been unconvinced by anyone, and today they defeated each other in public, and they must not boast about it.

"You don't want to be complacent, but you just take advantage of the knife, when I go home, get a good knife, and fight with you again!"

Luo Hu was not convinced, this person's figure is a little stronger, and his demeanor is unruly.

"Let you take it, and if you fight another hundred games, I will win!"

Haotai said proudly.

Luo Hu snorted coldly and left.

A group of young people, laughing and waiting.

......

After half an hour, I finally waited to bring Luo Hu back.

There was no sword in his hand, and his expression was even more strange, and his dark face was a little embarrassed.

"Luo Hu, what are you grinding, hurry up, where is your knife?"

"Luo Laosi, didn't you say to go get a good knife? Hurry up and take it out!"

The crowd shouted.

Luo Hu's expression was even more embarrassed, and after grinding for a while, he finally found a knife from behind his buttocks.

"Hahaha-"

After everyone was stunned, the sound of bursting laughter burst into the sky.

Because - this is a kitchen knife!