Chapter 21: The Sword Forge Palace
The miscellaneous servants immediately became excited, the old man surnamed Chen said clearly, the sword casting palace is to learn the art of sword casting, the sword carving palace is to learn the art of sword carving, one is to pay attention to the cultivation of internal qi and sword casting, and the other is to pay attention to the cultivation of spirit pattern inscription, each has its own merits, but in general, the first ten years are the art of carving the sword, and the middle ten years of sword casting and sword carving are half a catty and eight taels, and after twenty years, the art of sword casting is gradually better than the art of carving the sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
What is the reason for this, the old man surnamed Chen sold a pass, and he did not say anything, but let everyone choose for themselves.
However, these miscellaneous servants have no spiritual roots, and Shouyuan is only a few decades, where to think about what will happen in twenty years, so most of them chose the Sword Carving Palace, a small number chose the Sword Casting Palace, and a small number of the remaining ones are still hesitating.
Tang Hai turned around and glanced at Fang Yun, and said in a low voice, "Second brother, I plan to join the Carved Sword Palace, will you go with me?"
Fang Yun glanced at him and shook his head.
"Okay then! Sword carving is relatively fast, my father is a stonemason, I have learned stone carving from him since I was a child, maybe the sword carving palace is more suitable for me. You are more skilled in blacksmithing than I am, and you are in perfect shape to learn how to forge swords. ”
Tang Hai felt a little regretful, thought about it and said, "Although the sword forging technique is difficult to get started, I heard that if you really become a sword forging grandmaster, you are still much more powerful than the sword carving grandmaster, and when we meet again in the future, let's compare each other to see if your sword casting is powerful, or my carved sword is powerful?"
Fang Yun also smiled at him, both of them showed reluctance in their eyes, just because the Sword Casting Palace and the Sword Carving Palace have always been incompatible, they belong to different mountains, they are competing openly and secretly, and they both want to completely suppress each other and become the force that really holds the right to speak in the Sword Casting Sect.
The disciples of the two factions are also constantly engaged in friction and competition, and it is conceivable that in such a general climate, it is impossible for the two to meet often.
Soon, all the miscellaneous servants had chosen the place they wanted to go, and Tang Hai and Fang Yun also stood in the ranks of the Sword Carving Palace and the Sword Casting Palace respectively.
The two looked at each other from a distance, their eyes were full of encouragement and reluctance, and they were cheering each other on.
"The following is up to the respective palace sects to choose miscellaneous servants, and each outer disciple is limited to three people. ”
As the old man surnamed Chen said, the outer disciples of the Sword Carving Palace and the Sword Casting Palace who couldn't wait for a long time came up, you choose one, I choose one, and divide the more than 100 second-class miscellaneous servants who have just been promoted by dividing them by two.
Fang Yun was selected by a middle-aged man with a scorched face and a two-handful beard, and there were also two companions who were older than him, both of whom looked like they were nearly twenty and very strong, and glanced at Fang Yun contemptuously, as if he felt that Fang Yun was young first, and secondly, he was not as strong as himself, and he would definitely not be able to strike iron in the future.
Fang Yun's face was calm, he didn't take the two of them to heart at all, he glanced at Tang Hai from a distance, only to see that he was chosen away by a scolding and scolding man, and couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart, secretly wishing his good brother peace and prosperity.
As the middle-aged man walked out of the miscellaneous service hall and all the way to the mountain gate, he came to a mountain about half an hour later.
Hundreds of pavilions were built here, and each lintel was hung with a sign of a casting furnace and an iron sword, and the cuffs of the clothes of the disciples who came and went were also embroidered with such signs, which seemed to be the symbol of the Sword Casting Palace.
The middle-aged man led the three of them like one of the pavilions, clapped his hands, and seven or eight people walked out of the house, he stretched out his hand and pointed at himself, and said: "I, Jiao Zhan, will be your master in the Sword Casting Palace from now on." ”
Fang Yun hurriedly stepped forward with two other companions to salute.
Jiao Zan touched his beard, nodded casually, and said: "The rules here are very simple, they are divided into first-class miscellaneous servants and second-class miscellaneous laborers, the first-class ones are equivalent to the personal disciples, I can bother to give one or two more instructions, and the second-class ones are worse, I only give two hours of guidance every month."
In addition, the first-class miscellaneous servants need to hand in ten catties of fine iron every month, and the second-class miscellaneous servants need to hand in five catties of fine iron every month, as long as this task is completed, I don't care what you do, I am very free here!"
Fang Yun and the two companions nodded, indicating that they understood.
"This is what you are doing here, take it and change it on! It can be regarded as a greeting gift to worship me Jiao Zan as a teacher. Jiao Zan reached into his arms, took out three packages, and handed them to Fang Yun and the three of them, and the three of them quickly thanked them.
"Okay, I'm still very busy, I'll get here here today! The rest is unclear, let your second senior brother Wang Baobao tell you. By the way, tomorrow is the time of the monthly art teaching and solving doubts, and I will demonstrate the art of striking iron and sword-casting in the sword-casting room, you remember to come!" Jiao Zan waved his hand after speaking, and turned to leave.
The others also dispersed in a hurry, leaving only a guy who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, white and fat, with two squinting eyes, walked over with a smile and arched his hand at Fang Yun and the three of them: "Hello three junior brothers, I am your second senior brother Wang Baobao, a first-class miscellaneous servant, I don't know what to call the three?"
The two strong men hurriedly came up to compliment and reported their names, one was called Song Cheng and the other was Song Shan, who turned out to be two brothers.
When it was Fang Yun's turn, he just arched his hand, pointed to his mouth, waved his hand, signaling that he couldn't speak, and then took out a paper bag with his name written on it in advance and handed it over.
Wang Baobao took the paper bag, checked it in his hand, and then half turned around and opened it to see, there was a bright spirit stone wrapped in it, and then looked at the paper bag with a line of words written - "In the clouds below, I can't speak, please take care of it."
Wang Baobao's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the spirit stone and paper bag into his sleeve, turned around and smiled: "Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Fang Yunfang?" Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you can't speak, as long as the iron-striking skills are good, you can eat well here in our master's place, come on, come on, I'll take you around and tell you about the rules here." As he spoke, he stepped forward to grab Fang Yun's arm affectionately.
Song Cheng and Song Shan didn't know what Fang Yun gave him, but in exchange for him being so kind, the two looked at each other, suddenly came to their senses, and hurriedly took out some scattered silver taels from their arms, and were about to hand them over, but they were glared at by Wang Baobao: "What are the two junior brothers doing? Is my Wang Baobao like that? You two stay here for a while, Senior Brother Fang can't speak, you need me to take special care of it, and then introduce the two of you when we turn back!"
After speaking, he affectionately pulled Fang Yun away without giving them a second glance, the two of them stared at each other, and the scattered silver in their hands stretched out and did not take it back, they were all stunned.
Fang Yun was secretly amused in his heart, before he was about to ascend to the Sword Casting Palace, he had already inquired a lot of news, and knew that if the C-rank miscellaneous servants who had risen up from the bottom wanted to be mixed, it was best to prepare a generous gift to deal with the relevant people.
This related person is very knowledgeable, there is no need to deal with Master Jiao Zan at all, and people don't look down on this gift, but it makes him annoying; it is even more useless to deal with people who have no status; and some people who pride themselves on themselves are not suitable to do anything.
Only a know-it-all like Wang Baobao, whose status is neither high nor low, is the most appropriate to take a good look at him.
And the weight of the gift also has to be taken care of, the monthly profit of the third-class miscellaneous servants is ten taels of silver, which is more than one hundred taels a year, Fang Yun has worked diligently for three years, accumulating more than three hundred taels, all of which have been exchanged for spirit stones through some relationships, because he heard that spirit stones are hard currency in the Sword Casting Gate, as long as there are disciples with flying swords, they need spirit stones to drive, so there is a great demand for spirit stones.
The exchange of spirit stones and silver is roughly 100 taels for 1 spirit stone, Fang Yun exchanged a total of 3 spirit stones, plus 3 from Li Datou, a total of 6, this time it was given to Wang Baobao 1.
However, he is a person who is determined to take revenge, although the spirit stones are all outside the body, as long as they are spent on the blade, they are worth it, but he is still a little distressed, this is the income of a year of hard work!