"oh."
The man didn't know what he had said wrong. He scratched his messy hair and walked inside.
Soon, the sound of "ding-ding-dang-dang" of iron hammering was heard.
"Excuse me, this disciple is ignorant and not good at speaking."
The old man looked at Xiao Chen and said.
"Haha, that's good."
Xiao Chen smiled.
"Senior, you only sell one sword a year. What about the swords you forge on a regular basis?"
"Fight, then destroy, over and over again..."
The old man shook his head.
"A sword that even I am not satisfied with should not exist in the world."
"Are you satisfied with the sword I sold?"
Xiao Chen asked again.
“I’m not satisfied, but I have to live.”
The old man shook his head.
"As long as Shopkeeper Zhao is satisfied and the buyer is satisfied, that's all."
"Your words...are simple, but contain great wisdom."
Xiao Chen thought about it and gave a thumbs up.
"A country bumpkin can't have any great wisdom."
The old man shook his head.
"This year, I haven't produced a satisfactory sword yet."
"Legend has it that Emperor Xuanyuan was also extremely skilled in forging weapons. He forged a knife and a sword. The knife was sealed before it was born, but the sword accompanied him and became famous throughout the world."
Xiao Chen looked at the old man and smiled.
"If this place is really the dojo of Emperor Xuanyuan, then there should be the Xuanyuan Sword... I wonder, what do you think of the Xuanyuan Sword?"
"Peerless divine weapon."
The old man's eyes flashed and he spoke slowly.
"To the southwest of this place, there is a mountain with a crack in the middle... Every noon, sunlight will pass through the crack and vaguely form the shape of a sword on the ground! It is said that the mountain was split by the Xuanyuan Sword."
"Oh? There is such a place? I have to go check it out."
Xiao Chen was surprised, as he had never heard of it before.
"In the past, people often mentioned it, but in recent years, it has rarely been mentioned."
The old man smiled.
"It's no exaggeration to say that this place has been dug up three feet deep, but no opportunities have been found... Even that mountain, every blade of grass and every tree, has been turned over by people."
"Wait for me to go and take a look. Just treat it as going to see the scenery."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"By the way, I haven't asked you your name yet."
The old man seemed to have just thought of something and said.
"Chen Xiao."
Xiao Chen replied.
"Chen Xiao...sounds familiar. Where have you heard of him before?"
The old man frowned slightly and repeated it twice, as if he had thought of something.
"Chen Xiao from Sifang City?"
"Haha, I just came from Sifang City."
Xiao Chen smiled and nodded.
"Chen Xiao...I have heard of your name for a long time. It is well-known to me."
The old man looked at Xiao Chen and cupped his hands.
"I am too shortsighted to see that..."
"Haha, there's no such thing as a big name."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"You're welcome."
"During the auction, Mr. Chen was also present. He saw the animal skin, so why did you come here?"
The old man seemed to be thinking about something.
"Yes, but not entirely. Even if there is no animal skin, I would still like to see it."
Xiao Chen chuckled.
"Who wouldn't have some ideas about Emperor Xuanyuan's inheritance?"
"hehe."
The old man also smiled. Too many geniuses have come here over the years.
Including top geniuses such as Qingyunzi from Qingyun Tower, Shanhaijun from Shanhai Tower!
Without exception, they all left disappointed.
Not to mention the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan, even the Xuanyuan Realm... has not been entered.
After a tour in the Imperial Sea, he left disappointed.
Of course, he couldn't say these things to Xiao Chen.
As for the geniuses, who among them is not conceited and thinks he is the destined one?
After a few days, you will know... that you are nothing~
"Senior, aren't you curious about what's on the hide?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old man and asked with a smile.
"Not curious."
The old man shook his head.
"I've lived here for so many years and heard so much news... At the beginning, I had some thoughts, but then they gradually faded away."
"It's a pity that the hide is not complete, otherwise... we should be able to confirm something."
Xiao Chen said.
"Haha, now that I'm old, I'll just do some iron work and live my life. The affairs of the Xuanyuan Realm have nothing to do with me."
The old man smiled, obviously not wanting to mention the Xuanyuan Realm anymore.
"I wonder if I could see how you forge a sword?"
Xiao Chen stopped talking and changed the subject.
"Sword-making is an extremely boring process. You just need a hammer and a piece of iron, and you hammer and forge it over and over again... but in the end, you may not succeed."
After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Since you are interested, come and meet me."
"Thank you, senior."
"Nothing, please."
The old man stood up and walked inside with Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei.
Ding ding dong dong…
As we got closer, the sound of iron hammering became louder.
Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei were surprised to find that there was a different world inside.
The heat hits you in the face and soon makes you feel uncomfortable.
"There is a formation here..."
Xiao Chen's heart moved. Although he was not good at formations, he knew a thing or two about it.
Both the heat and the sound were kept here as much as possible and not transmitted out.
This also explains why Wang Pingbei couldn't hear any sound when he was at the gate of the courtyard.
Sound insulation and heat insulation!
"Master."
The man was slightly surprised when he saw the old man bringing Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei in, and stopped hammering.
"Um."
The old man nodded, turned around and smiled.
"Friend Chen, have you ever seen a blacksmith before?"
“Yes.”
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Haha, I'm more interested in sword forging, so I came here after hearing about it."
"Well, sit down."
The old man pointed to the chair next to him, then walked towards the man and took the hammer from his hand.
The hammer, as big as a head, fell into the old man's hands as if it were nothing.
Xiao Chen was not surprised by this. Although the blacksmith looked thin, he must be very strong.
After the old man picked up the hammer, he ignored Xiao Chen, as if he was immersed in his own world.
Ding ding dong dong…
He swung the hammer and kept smashing it down.
The man glanced at Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei, not understanding why his master would bring them in.
However, seeing that his master didn't say anything, he didn't say much and continued to be busy.
Ding ding dong dong…
The sound of the hammer hitting the iron seemed to have some kind of rhythm and was quite pleasant to the ear.
Xiao Chen watched with a smile. The sword-making process was exactly the same as that of Linghu Nian.
At that time, he also personally forged the Broken Sky Sword.
As time passed, Wang Pingbei's eyes gradually changed.
It's really a process of tempering!
The old man held the hammer lightly and kept smashing it down.
The weight of this hammer might not be a big deal for a cultivator, but the fact that it can keep smashing... and still remain so light, is enough to surprise people.
"The old man has great strength..."
Wang Pingbei muttered to himself.
Half an hour passed, and the old man's movements always maintained a rhythm, neither fast nor slow.
"It's as if it were a piece of cake..."
Xiao Chen said to himself, this picture of the blacksmith... is quite interesting.
"Blow the wind."
Suddenly, the old man said something.
"yes."
The man responded and blew air to make the fire burn brighter and even make a sound.
The heat in the room increased again compared to before.
Even Wang Pingbei's face was covered in sweat and he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.
His clothes were all wet.
Wang Pingbei looked at Xiao Chen and couldn’t understand why he came to watch Zhang the blacksmith forging iron... What was so interesting about this?
“Why isn’t he sweating?”
Wang Pingbei muttered to himself, looked at the old man again, and was surprised to find that... the old man was not sweating either!
Even when he was forging iron and the sparks were flying everywhere, his body was not splashed with them. He was still the same as before.
This made him open his eyes wide. What was going on?
"The power of heaven and earth..."
Xiao Chen naturally also discovered that this was using the power of heaven and earth to block the flying sparks and dust.
Even the heat was kept out.
Time flies quickly with the tinkling of bells.
During the iron-forging process, the old man never paid any attention to Xiao Chen and just focused on forging as if the two of them were not there.
Instead, the man's eyes glanced at Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei from time to time. Are they not leaving yet?
"Go wait for me outside."
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Pingbei, who was soaked all over, and said something.
"good."
Wang Pingbei responded quickly and left quickly.
As soon as he came out, he took a deep breath. The cool breeze made him feel indescribably comfortable.
He looked back and couldn't understand what Xiao Chen was doing. Wasn't this just a waste of time?
In the room, the blacksmithing continued.
Xiao Chen didn't feel bored at all. Instead, he watched with great interest.
Another hour passed, and the old man looked at the sword in his hand and smiled: "Not bad."
Then, he looked at Xiao Chen: "What do you think, Mr. Chen?"
“Nice sword.”
Xiao Chen looked at the sword in the old man's hand. Among all the swords, it was already a top-grade one, almost reaching the level of a semi-divine weapon.
"Congratulations, senior."
"Haha, nothing to congratulate, it's just okay."
The old man smiled, shook his hand and threw the sword into the furnace.
"Let it melt away."
"Yes, Master."
The man nodded and added fuel to the fire.
“…”
Xiao Chen was very surprised. He was already comparable to a semi-divine soldier, but he was still not satisfied?
What does he want to cast?
Could it be a magic weapon?
If this sword were taken to any store, not to mention an auction, it would definitely be worth a lot of money.
He just took a look at it, said "it's okay", and then destroyed it?
"Friend Chen, let's go out and have a cup of tea."
The old man said to Xiao Chen without looking at the sword in the furnace.
"Ah? Oh, okay, senior."
Xiao Chen nodded, thought to himself, "What a pity," and followed him out.
The man glanced at Xiao Chen's back, muttered something, and continued to do what the old man had told him to do.
“It finally came out.”
Wang Pingbei, who was waiting outside and was extremely bored, got up quickly when he saw the two people coming out.
"Sit down."
The old man smiled and poured two cups of tea.
"The sword-making process is very boring. It is rare that you can watch it from beginning to end."
“Haha, I think it’s quite interesting.”
Xiao Chen picked up the tea and took a sip.
"There is some rhythm in the sound of your ironwork, which can help with spiritual cultivation."
“…”
The old man who was about to drink tea paused and glanced at Xiao Chen.
"My dear Chen, do you know who was the last genius who watched me forging iron?"
"who?"
Xiao Chen was curious.
"Qingyunzi from Qingyun Tower."
The old man said slowly.
"Qing Yunzi?"
Xiao Chen was surprised.
Wang Pingbei behind him widened his eyes and almost cried out.
How come he hasn't heard about this?
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