"Xie Hong, what are you doing here? Buy a sword? Have you eaten in the morning? Why don't you give you a few pennies and eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles." ”

Cui Jun looked at Xie Hong, his complexion changed several times, and finally became a teasing face, and took out a few pennies to send Xie Hong as a flower.

Xie Hong would ignore it, and followed Jiang Liu into the store. A gentleman's joy and anger are invisible, and honor and disgrace are not shocked, this is the kung fu of nourishing qi, and it will be affected by a few words.

The woman wearing the saro was about to walk out, Cui Jun raised her feet and walked into the store again, and said to the "Red Whisk" with a shy face: "Miss Red Whisk, wait a minute, this person is my classmate, studying at Mingde College, but he has always been empty-eyed and superior all day long. You don't know, he is a descendant of the Xie family, but he is poor, he has no power to tie the chicken, he can't solve the problem of three meals, and his mother died last year, and he can't even afford a thin coffin. Now that he's here, I'll see what he's going to do?"

"Xie?"

Through the sare, the "red whisk" woman looked at Xie Hong from head to toe with her eyes and shook her head secretly. The so-called poor and rich martial arts, Xie Hong naturally has no resources to practice martial arts, his body is loose, his steps are frivolous, and the stubborn disease brought out of his mother's womb makes the whole person sick.

And learning is not visible!

After looking at Xie Hong, the interest that the woman had just mentioned was lost in an instant, and she suddenly sighed lightly.

She can't see through this person.

Although her physical body is only an acquired cultivation, she has been refining qi for more than ten years, and she is only a thin line away from the realm of "refining and refining qi", she can't see through it, it can only mean that this person's cultivation is stronger than him, and she has reached the realm of "refining and refining qi" and entered the ranks of qi refiners.

For mortals, Qi Refiners are already immortal figures. Eating wind and drinking dew, picking up the aura of heaven and earth, most of them only haunt in famous mountains and rivers. In fact, otherwise, Qi Refiner cultivation also requires resources, and he can't stay away from the red dust. The shops on this street were set up by cultivation sects, and even Maoshan Mountain, which was the "First Blessed Land and Eighth Cave Heaven", also opened a talisman shop, which was used as a base to collect information on the one hand, and to exchange and collect cultivation materials on the other.

Of course, the shop is mainly based on outer disciples, but there are also inner disciples who have achieved great cultivation, or once a year, or once every three years, and when the period expires, they will naturally return to the mountain to receive merit and continue to cultivate the road of immortality.

Jiang Liu raised his head and looked around, pointed to the sword on the wall and said, "Xie Hong, the ancient gentlemen all wear swords, you can also choose one!"

Xie Hong looked at the divine soldiers on the wall, and did not have the idea of taking them for himself in his heart, he shook his head and smiled: "Dao Chief, I am not worthy of these divine soldiers, if they fall into my hands, they will really be buried." ”

"Bury it or not, don't say it, can you dance a sword with your little body?" Cui Jun stood behind Xie Hong and sneered.

Only by striking others can he elevate himself, Cui Jun wants to show his extraordinariness in front of this saro woman, so he naturally needs a stepping stone, and he has just rashly broken into the backyard, and he has already lost face, and now he naturally wants to try his best to redeem it.

If the two have enmity, it will not be. It's just that in the academy, Xie Hong's knowledge is too top-notch, and the so-called wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, piled up from the shore and the current will be turbulent, and it will not be higher than the others.

"A gentleman chooses a sword, and a sword chooses a person!

The bearded shopkeeper hugged his fist towards Xie Hong, and had a good impression of him. He is a swordsmith, and he naturally has feelings for the sword he forgs, and there are no more swordsmiths in the world.

"The shopkeeper is polite!" Xie Hong returned a salute, then looked at the sword and said: "In the past, the sword was considered to be a weapon with the virtue of a gentleman, so a gentleman often admired it. The sword is upright and upright, it is for integrity, the sword is flexible but not bent, it is for the advance and retreat, the sword is sharp and restrained when there is nothing to do, it is for humility, the sword is out of the sheath to stop evil, it is for chivalry, and the sword is close to the lord, it is for loyalty and bravery. The swordsman has no domineering spirit of guns and spears, no domineering of bows and arrows, no snobbery of swords and axes, and no heavy and complicated hearts of blunt weapons. I have a sword in my heart, so naturally I don't need to wear a sword anymore. ”

"What a sword in his heart!"

The woman in saro couldn't help but boast, her voice was crisp, she was a twenty-eight girl.

"The little woman Li Fu, the words of the son and the gentleman can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the gentleman is like a sword, integrity, humility, chivalry, loyalty, advance and retreat, look at people with a sword, look at people with words, and have the style of a gentleman. ”

"The girl is overrated, my name is Xie Hong......"

Cui Jun's face was extremely ugly, and he wanted to leave with his sleeves brushed away, but Li Fu had no intention of leaving for a while, so he could only stand on the spot. This woman is what he needs to knot, although he is a disciple of the Cui family, but he is only a side branch, and among the children, his literary talent and martial arts are not outstanding. If you want to get ahead, you can only go off the beaten track.

"Dao Chief, these mortal weapons may not be able to enter your eyes, please enter the backyard......"

Jiang Liu nodded, he naturally looked down on these mortal weapons, and he didn't enter here to buy a sword, the agitation caused by the "escaped one" became more and more intense, like a fire burning.

A small servant led the river and went inside, and Xie Hong also followed closely.

"Hey, shopkeeper, they can enter, why can't we enter?" Cui Jun asked loudly.

Li Fu shook his head secretly, he was very disappointed in this Cui family disciple, and walked out of the "Longquan" store with a step: "That person has already attained the Tao, so he is naturally qualified to enter." Today's interest is over, I'll go back first. ”

"Enlightened, Red Whisk girl, you wait for me!" Cui Jun showed a look of fear in his eyes and followed away.

Jiang Liu looked at the woman who had left the saro, and the word "red whisk" kept appearing in his heart, if these two words appeared twenty years ago, he absolutely believed that she was the "red whisk girl" in the "Three Heroes of Wind and Dust".

But now, Li Jing is the prince of the country and has a high and powerful position, so this woman will naturally not be the "red whisk girl".

But Jiang Liu has a feeling that this woman is not simple.

It's not easy!

......

The shop outside is very ordinary, but when Jiang Liu walked in, he found that there was really a hole inside.

A large furnace emitted an oppressive heat, and seven or eight topless swordsmiths formed a circle, and several people pulled the bellows hard.

There was a large array around the furnace where the sword was cast, which was related to fire, and the cyclone on the regularly arranged spirit stones fluctuated slightly, causing streams of high-temperature flames to gush out from the furnace.

In the ear, the hammer fell on the red iron to make a "bang bang" sound, very rhythmic, like a storm, after a beating, and a burst of white vapor, there was a sound of "zizilala", which was from the red iron falling into the water.

The swordsmiths stood in a circle and watched as the lean middle-aged man played with the fire and the iron as delicately but brutally as he did with his lover.

"Do you understand, this is the Random Cloak Hammer Method, and how much you can understand depends on your creation. I have been in Jinling City for three years, and someone will soon come to replace me, and it can be regarded as a fate with you, and this hammer method will be passed on to you. ”

"Master Gu Yan, I didn't know that the town guard who replaced you was the master of the inner gate!"

"I don't know...... Hey, there's a guest coming!"

The middle-aged man put the sledgehammer in his hand, and the ground shook, which was obvious. Although this swordsmith is as thin as dry bones, his skin is iron and blue, and he seems to be like steel, and he is obviously a master of refining his body, and his strength is about the eighth level of refining and refining qi.