In the backyard of the blacksmith shop, the fire is rising.

"Boring and Boring ......"

The hammer shadows on the anvil are staggered, the sparks are splashing, and the forging sound is continuous and even.

The two burly men are sweating like rain, the older man's sideburns are slightly frosty, his left hand is holding iron tongs, his right hand is holding a small steel hammer, refining and refining, and the younger one is dancing with both hands with a hundred pounds of sledgehammer, beating hard.

After a while, the last round of beating of the knife embryo on the anvil was about to end, and the young man couldn't help muttering: "Hey, the masters of the rivers and lakes are all eager for the sword and the blade to be both strong and tough, and to sharpen iron like clay."

This guest is strange, as long as the size of the long knife is ordered and the knife is taken in half an hour, everything else does not matter......

Dad, if we really want to deliver the goods, take it out and break it for other swords, won't we smash the signboard of my old Zhu family's weapons shop?"

The old man reprimanded: "You rammer, you know how to ...... Just grab your sledgehammer!"

The strong man was unconvinced: "Dad, I'm telling the truth!"

The old man said angrily: "Honesty?...... Hey!

Last month, a thin man asked you to beat an iron whip, and you beat it into 30 catties, look at his powerless appearance, can he dance with a weapon of 30 catties?...... Thirteen pounds is too heavy!

And last month, a short man asked you to beat an iron knife, others are rough, you are not wrong to beat thirty-five pounds, but why are you four and a half feet long?...... The knife is in the sheath, can he still pull it out with his two short arms?

You are a sincere person, you know that weapons sink a pound and a pound of strength, and you know that an inch is long and an inch is strong, but can you make it for people's use?

Why did I give birth to such a dead eye as you!"

As he spoke, the old man was panting with anger.

"......" The strong man opened his mouth, speechless.

"Hoo ......"

The fire moved slightly, and there was a figure of Mai beside the stove silently.

Shi Zhixuan, who was carrying a package, looked at the father and son who were still busy, and frowned slightly: "Isn't it okay?"

The old man hurriedly said, "Okay, okay." Sharpen the sharpness casually, and then quench it with sludge water after it is red, and it will be jet black!" He stopped the forging action, and the iron tongs put the knife embryo in the water tank, as if to cool it down.

The strong man subconsciously said: "Dad, there are still more than 100 hammer miles left!"

The old man looked at Shi Zhixuan and laughed twice, "Guest officer." A few hammers don't get in the way, don't get in the way!" turned his head and glared at his son fiercely, and he had the heart to strangle him to death!

The corners of Shi Zhixuan's mouth twitched, and he looked at the father and son with a smile.

Two quarters of an hour later, Shi Zhixuan looked at the narrow black knife in his hand, and felt that this defective product of temporary rush work was no worse than the ordinary standard long knife in the army, and couldn't help but praise: "The master is a good craft!"

The strong man pursed his lips, seemingly disapproving at his level of identification. The old man slapped his son on the back of the head, and said to Shi Zhixuan with a smile: "It's good if the guest officer likes it!"

Shi Zhixuan took out a small ingot of silver from his waist, shook it in front of the old man's father and son, and asked gently, "Is it enough?" As soon as the words came out, the aftermath reverberate, which seemed to contain an indescribable strange charm.

The old man and his son were involuntarily confused for a moment, staring at the silver in a daze, only to see the afternoon sun shining obliquely on the silver ingot. A brilliant halo of silver was reflected, which seemed to fill the entire horizon. Sucked their whole minds into it.

“...... You will forget everything about me, like I never came to the shop...... When you hear a cough, you wake up immediately, what are you going to do!"

Carrying a narrow black knife in the sheath, Shi Zhixuan flashed out the back door and into the alley. With true qi, he sent back a cough.

This is just for the sake of secrecy, just in case, although killing people is much easier than the dementor, but it is counterproductive in terms of secrecy......

After a while, Shi Zhixuan had already appeared in the grass in a remote place on the bank of the Yellow River. Unwrapped the package, revealing a black robe in it, which was eight or nine points similar to the costume Liu Taozhi was wearing.

Quickly changing into a black robe, Shi Zhixuan took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a small pool of liquid medicine and wiped it on his chin, and then reached out and pinched and twisted the tips of his black hair, obtained some fine hair stubble, and gently patted the skin of his chin that was smeared with the liquid medicine.

Raising his sleeves and waving in front of him, when he showed his face again, Shi Zhixuan had already turned into a bearded uncle, and in terms of face alone, he was already ninety percent similar to Liu Taozhi!

"Ahem......" brewed the atmosphere, Shi Zhixuan's eyes closed slightly, and when he opened them again, his originally clear and beautiful eyes had disappeared without a trace, and instead revealed the indifference of vicissitudes.

The temperament of the whole person changed in an instant, revealing an inexplicable decadence!

"Boom!"

Shi Zhixuan took out a long and narrow black knife, and compared a few of Liu Taozhi's usual knife postures, and the cold and solemn knife qi came out spontaneously, like a cold winter wax moon, and the wind and snow were howling.

couldn't help but say: "Even if Liu Taozhi himself comes here, he will think that he is looking in the mirror!"

In fact, although Liu Taozhi's martial arts are high, it is not worth his time and energy to fight with him for a long time, and the reason why he acts like that is not only to buy some time for Shi Wansui and others, but also to quietly find out the number of Liu Taozhi's knife methods.

The master of the high level of the grandmaster is no longer confined to fixed moves, but plays as he pleases according to his own martial arts essence, but he still retains some moves and habits more or less.

Of course, the most difficult thing about pretending to be a high-level grandmaster like Liu Taozhi is to perfectly simulate the other party's unique eye temperament and martial arts qi......

Originally, Shi Zhixuan was going to change into the vest of the Black Sky Demon Venerable, but after seeing Liu Taozhi, he temporarily changed his attention!

After successfully transforming into Liu Taozhi, Shi Zhixuan put the original Mai and the sheathed sword embryo into the package and buried them in the soil under the grass.

Just because no matter how far apart he and the sword embryo were, he still fit in with the inseparable human sword sympathy, so he didn't have to worry about finding the location of the sword embryo, and there was no need to make a mark nearby.

"Whew...... Smack!"

A piece of dead wood swept through the void for several feet, fell into the turbid surface of the Yellow River, and rose and fell in the waves.

Shi Zhixuan leaped up from the ground, lightly stepping on the dead wood, the dead wood sank slightly, and carried him forward like a speedboat.

Similar to the method of "crossing the river with a reed", the first-class master can do it, but in the end, it is quite exhausting to the end, and it is really difficult to say how much combat power the first-class master can retain after crossing the wide large river, so it can only be used cautiously.

Only a master at the grandmaster level can have enough profound skills to truly use them freely, whether it is crossing the river or chasing the enemy on the water, all at will.

The internal energy was continuously injected into the dead wood through his feet, and the sliding speed continued to increase with each turbid wave, and Shi Zhixuan's figure turned into a black spot on the surface of the river in a short time, and even disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.) )