Because he had noticed Lou Kongyu's discomfort before, Liu Jian deliberately chose a place with few people when he led his men away. Therefore, Liu Jian was the only one who was stunned by Lou Kongyu's behavior. As the only witness at the scene, Liu Jian stood there trembling, wondering if his uncle-master had been killed to silence him.
Shen Jingzhi did not have as much brain activity as Liu Jian. He immediately realized that there was something wrong with the magic weapon and asked directly, "What's wrong?"
Lou Kongyu pointed at the fan pendant and explained, "Just now, the senior said that this is a piece of 'melting stone'."
——Melting stone?
Rong, Rongrong...Stone? ! !
Liu Jian, who was holding onto the railing to prevent himself from falling, was shocked. He didn't know where he got the courage and strength from, but he rushed forward and squeezed in between the two of them.
When he saw the fan pendant that he had polished with his own hands, he felt a black screen before his eyes. He pressed his chest tightly to prevent himself from vomiting blood.
This folding fan magic weapon was not made by Liu Jian. It was just that when the magic weapon was delivered to him, he had a piece of stone with a special color on hand. Liu Jian thought it matched the folding fan well, so he ground a fan pendant and hung it up.
After all, this shop is a subsidiary of Qifeng, and most of the items on consignment are the results of Qifeng's junior brothers and sisters, so there is no need to be so formal.
But this result was something he never expected.
Molten stone...that's molten stone!
Such a big piece! He actually grinded it! !
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Not to mention how Liu Jian, after becoming autistic, frantically rummaged through the waste from the previous few days, trying to find some molten stone powder from it. On the other side, when Chen Jingzhi visited the sword-making master with this gift, he rarely got a good face.
Although Lou Kongyu did not see any friendly meaning in the attitude of the man who turned around and left after getting the things, but considering Chen Jingzhi's experience of dealing with this sword-making master with a weird temper, this was really an extremely good treatment.
Knowing that the other party didn't want to see him either, Chen Jingzhi prepared to leave after sending him there as ordered by his master.
Lou Kongyu was a little confused by this development. He originally thought that Shen Jingzhi came to the master to forge a sword, but now it seems that this is not the case.
When Chen Jingzhi took out the things from the storage bag just now, he felt something was wrong.
Obviously, Shen Jingzhi has a gold spiritual root, but those natural treasures, whether it is the jade ice soul, cold iron, or anything else... all tend to be ice-attributed. It's not that they can't be used, but they are more or less incompatible with Shen Jingzhi.
However, seeing the grandmaster's cold attitude just now, Lou Kongyu knew that this was not a good place to ask these questions. He was about to leave for a while to ask again, but the grandmaster came back.
He asked Shen Jingzhi: "Yaochuan's new apprentice?"
The master with a red nose and a drunken look fixed his eyes on Lou Kongyu.
The man's eyes were not bright and were even a little cloudy, but the moment he was stared at, Lou Kongyu still felt a stabbing pain like a thorn in his back.
The meaning in those eyes was so complicated that Lou Kongyu couldn't figure out the emotions in them for a moment.
It wasn't a kind look, but it wasn't malicious either. It was more like a look of scrutiny and evaluation...
No matter what, Lou Kongyu still froze in place under such a gaze, not daring to move.
The deadlock was broken by a clear voice coming from the inner room.
"Old man, I heard Jingzhi coming?"
A young man asked this question as he opened the curtain and walked out.
When he saw Chen Jing still outside, he showed a surprised expression, "Hey? Jing Zhi, you haven't left yet?!"
The young man said as he came forward with a completely different enthusiasm from the old man. He grabbed Shen Jingzhi's shoulder without hesitation and half-dragged him inside. As he walked, he kept talking -
"I've already told you that next time you come over just message me directly, ignore that weird old man..."
"I forged a few swords last time, but I felt something was wrong. Can you come over and help me try?"
"Last time I said that I would forge a sword for you before you reach Nascent Soul stage. I have an idea recently. Which do you prefer, sharp gold or dull gold?"
“…”
“…………”
Chen Jingzhi's response of "no" was drowned out by the young man's chatter.
Lou Kongyu seemed to vaguely see a hint of pain on Shen Jingzhi's face. He even had an illusion that Brother Shen would rather face this cold-hearted master than endure the sonic harm from the young man who appeared later.
However, if Lou Kongyu were asked to choose, he would definitely prefer the latter.
But now he obviously has no choice.
After Shen Jingzhi was taken away, Lou Kongyu was forced to stay where he was and face this old senior with an ambiguous attitude alone.
After a brief silence, Lou Kongyu had to bite the bullet and speak to break the unbearable silence, "I am not a disciple of Yaochuan Jianzun."
Qing Yongzi snorted coldly, "I am not yet deaf and blind, old man."
He meant that he had just heard Chen Jingzhi's answer.
But Lou Kongyu didn’t know if it was his illusion, the other party seemed a little disappointed with the answer.
It was just that he couldn't respond to what the other party had just said. Lou Kongyu was silent for a long time, and finally said, "...Senior, you are too kind."
Qing Yongzi glared at him again.
After Lou Kongyu blurted out the words, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't know how to make up for it for a moment. He could only stand there stiffly, as if he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Qing Yongzi didn't say anything else, but sat up straight and looked at him carefully again.
Different from the complicated gaze just now, this time the other party's gaze was so sharp that it seemed to dissect every inch of his bones. After a long time, when Lou Kongyu was about to give up and turned around to run, Qing Yongzi finally spoke.
He asked, "Do you practice swordsmanship?"
"yes."
Lou Kongyu answered in a stiff voice.
Just when Lou Kongyu breathed a sigh of relief because the other party had turned his gaze away, he suddenly noticed a strong wind in front of him.
The sharp and fierce intention brought Lou Kongyu back to his senses instantly. He jumped to the side to avoid any more injuries on his body.
So...what is going on here?
Lou Kongyu was bewildered, looking down at the sword stuck in his side, the air was cold, and a thin layer of frost had covered the ground next to the sword. Even without a master to wield, the sword was already shining brightly and sharp... Even though Lou Kongyu had never seen other spiritual swords and had no way to compare them, he knew that this must be a top-notch spiritual sword.
Qing Yongzi's voice was as flat as before. He said calmly, "Pick it up."
Lou Kongyu:?
Although it was a little confusing, he still drew the sword as he was told.
However, the moment he bent down, a sword light faster than before came towards him.
“clang——”
There was a crisp sound of metal hitting stone, and Lou Kongyu subconsciously used his sword to block the attack, but his mind was full of questions like "What happened just now?" and "What on earth is going on?"
Because he was forced to retreat after the previous attack, Lou Kongyu has now turned over and found himself in an empty yard.
He looked at Qing Yongzi who was standing in the corridor with a sword in his hand. He really didn't understand what he had said just now to anger this senior and cause him to attack him directly.
Lou Kongyu tried to raise his hands to show that he had no hostility. He wanted to ask the reason, "Senior..."
As a result, as soon as he uttered a name, the next attack followed.
Lou Kongyu:? ! !
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When Chen Jingzhi finally came out from Qingye's place, he saw a messy yard. In the middle of the yard, lying in the middle of the yard, Lou Kongyu was covered in blood, with no other movement except for the rise and fall of his chest, as if he was only breathing his last breath.
Qing Ye hissed, and rushed forward, shouting "Dad", and grabbed Qing Yongzi's hand tightly. After being thrown away, he half-knelt and hugged his waist, fearing that his father would get excited and cause a death.
Qing Yongzi: “…”
Although he didn't know what was wrong with his son, Qing Yongzi easily tore Qing Ye off his body. But before he could take a step, his son grabbed his ankle again.
Qing Ye was heartbroken: "Dad, you can't be angry just because this child has ice spirit roots! It's not like he killed Shuangshuang!!"
After he howled, the courtyard was silent for a moment.
After hearing such a rich sentence, Lou Kongyu, who was supported by Chen Jingzhiban, couldn't help but raise his head with difficulty to read.
As a result, Qing Yongzi's face turned completely dark.
Dozens of long swords on the shelves in the room were inspired by the spiritual power of the caster. They floated up from the shelves and stopped in mid-air. Under Qing Ye's horrified gaze, a human figure outlined itself close to his body.
His skin and flesh were pressed tightly against the sword blade, and any slight movement would result in a bloody cut on his body. Qing Ye was forced to let go of his father's hand and could only let the other party leave.
But obviously, after all this, Qing Yongzi was in no mood to do anything else.
He said calmly, "Come back and get it in forty-nine days," and turned back to the house.
The three people who were left looked at each other, and finally Qing Ye, who was so shocked that he forgot the sword was stuck in his side, screamed first.
Alarmed by the sound, Shen Jingzhi quickly supported Lou Kongyu and bowed, "Thank you, Master Qing."
Then, before Qing Ye came to his senses and continued speaking, he immediately said goodbye and half-supported Lou Kongyu, who was covered in wounds, as he left Fengxia Villa.
It was not until after they left that Lou Kongyu finally realized what had happened. He asked Chen Jingzhi who was standing beside him with some uncertainty, "Master Qing, do you mean... that you want to forge a sword for me?"
Shen Jingzhi responded, confirming his guess.
Lou Kongyu let out an "ah", but he didn't feel anything real for a while.
After a moment of silence, Lou Kongyu realized another problem: materials and costs...
It was an unwritten rule in the cultivation world that no matter whether one was hiring an alchemist or an instrument cultivator, the required spiritual herbs, spiritual minerals and other materials had to be prepared by the cultivator himself, and the cost of spiritual stones was calculated separately. Lou Kongyu knew this.
He mentally counted his belongings and discovered, not surprisingly, that even if he sold himself, he couldn't afford even a fraction of the price of any of the swords he had just seen.
Lou Kongyu paused in his tracks, his expression blank for a moment.
——It turned out that a piece of spiritual stone was enough to stump a hero. This hard-earned opportunity was ruined by poverty.
His steps suddenly became heavy, and he wanted to turn around and walk back.
In his heart, he could not help but discuss with Chu Lu in a low voice, "Senior, what do you think...if I discuss with Master Qing and postpone the production of this sword for a few years until I have accumulated enough spirit stones, and then ask the master to open the furnace, will he agree?"
Chu Lu: "..."
Then your sword is gone.
Seeing that the kid really intended to go back and say this, Chu Lu quickly stopped him.
In fact, with Qing Yongzi's current status, spiritual ore and spiritual stones are not very important. Whether to forge a sword depends mainly on his mood. If he is in a bad mood, he may not be interested in someone offering him a top-grade spiritual ore. If he is in a good mood, like Lou Kongyu now, he is willing to give a sword without asking for anything.
Chu Lu noticed Lou Kongyu's somewhat apprehensive mood, thought for a moment and said, "If you feel uneasy, why not take the sword first and pay for the materials later."
...Although there is a possibility of being kicked out in the future.
After hearing what Chu Lu said, Lou Kongyu finally felt relieved, but he couldn't help but speculate with great interest what the sword he got would look like.
[…very beautiful.]
Whether in the eyes of sword cultivators or in the secular sense, it is an extremely beautiful and sharp sword.
Lou Kongyu didn't quite hear the vague voice. He tapped his forehead with his knuckles in confusion, "Hmm? Did you say anything just now, senior? Sorry, I didn't hear clearly. ]
Chu Lu: […No, nothing.]
Lou Kongyu could tell that Chu Lu was not in high spirits when he heard this, and couldn't help but worry if he had talked too much and disturbed his senior's rest.
Thinking of this, he quickly stopped transmitting his telepathic message.
But he was so excited that he couldn't help recalling what happened in the villa over and over again. But at the same time, he remembered another sentence, which made his originally excited mood drop several degrees.
Lou Kongyu was silent for a while, but he didn't want to disturb the immortal any further.
After thinking for a while, he turned to look at Shen Jingzhi next to him and asked cautiously: "Brother Shen, the 'Shuangshuang' that person just mentioned... do you know?"
Judging from the tone of Master Qing’s son’s voice just now, it seemed like a child who died unexpectedly...?
Chen Jingzhi nodded slightly——
"Shuanghua, the famous sword Shuanghua."
Lou Kongyu:???
It seems we are not talking about the same thing.
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