Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei were both quite uneasy.
Before, when Qing Yunzi came to Xuanyuan Town, did he also look for Zhang the blacksmith?
Moreover, have you ever seen Zhang the blacksmith forging iron and swords?
"He's not as good as you."
The old man took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.
"What do you mean?"
Xiao Chen was even more surprised. This evaluation was quite high.
In Sifang City, he made his mark and was listed on the Heavenly Ranking... But even so, they only said that he should be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Qing Yunzi and Shanhai Jun in the future!
What this means is that he can't compare for the time being.
But Zhang the blacksmith said that he was stronger than Qing Yunzi, so he couldn't help but be curious.
"He didn't have your patience to see it to the end."
The old man put down the teacup and said.
“…”
Listening to the old man's words, Wang Pingbei was speechless. Just like that?
Haven’t finished reading?
Less patient than you?
“Practicing is like forging iron, the process is quite boring… Only those who can calm down, not be impetuous, and have patience can go further.”
The old man continued.
"He is not as good as you in this regard."
"Haha, maybe he had something else to do at that time?"
Xiao Chen chuckled, not seeming disappointed.
Because in his heart, he thinks he is stronger than Qing Yunzi!
Be it patience or talent.
Will he be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Qing Yunzi and Shan Hai Jun in the future?
No, the future...they don't deserve it!
This is his faith!
"Maybe."
The old man also smiled and said nothing more.
"Did Qing Yunzi buy the sword at that time?"
Xiao Chen thought of something and asked.
“I bought it.”
The old man nodded.
"Haha, I benefited a lot from watching you forging iron today."
Xiao Chen stood up.
"I won't bother you any more. I'll come back another day..."
"good."
The old man nodded, stood up and sent Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei out.
"Senior, please stay. Goodbye."
Xiao Chen bowed and left with Wang Pingbei.
After the two men disappeared from sight, the old man closed the door and went back.
"Master, why did you let them in?"
The man appeared in the yard and asked curiously.
"They've come to our door, how can we not satisfy their request?"
The old man smiled.
"What do you think of this Chen Xiao?"
"Chen Xiao? Is he the Chen Xiao who suddenly appeared and rose to prominence in Sifang City?"
The man was surprised.
"right."
The old man nodded.
"It turned out to be him. No wonder Master let him in."
The man suddenly realized.
"Master, what did you talk about just now?"
"Nothing, just chatting..."
The old man shook his head.
"He is stronger than Qing Yunzi."
"Why?"
The man was even more surprised. Wasn’t this evaluation too high?
"He...can understand."
After the old man finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and slowly walked into the house.
What he said to his disciples was different from what he just said to Xiao Chen.
There was no mention of patience at all.
"Do you understand?"
The man frowned, what did he understand?
After the old men entered the house, he suddenly thought of something, widened his eyes, and ran in.
"Master, you mean..."
"Let's take another look."
The old man interrupted the man.
"Pay more attention to what's happening outside these few days."
"Yes, Master."
The man responded, feeling very uneasy.
On the other side, Xiao Chen took Wang Pingbei and left the back street.
"Brother Chen, you have been here for so long, what have you gained?"
Wang Pingbei asked curiously.
"No."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Ah? Then isn't it a waste of time to watch him forging iron?"
Wang Pingbei frowned. If he had the time, he could go for a walk around Dihai. It would be better than being here in the stuffiness and heat.
"Haha, we have plenty of time to waste, don't we?"
Xiao Chen smiled.
“Blacksmithing is also quite interesting.”
"Brother Chen, you said that the sound of him forging iron has a certain rhythm, and can it cultivate the spirit?"
What did Wang Pingbei think of?
"Is this true? Why didn't I feel anything?"
"Maybe you're not very smart."
Xiao Chen said casually.
“…”
Wang Pingbei was depressed, but if he knew that even Qing Yunzi didn’t understand, he wouldn’t be depressed.
"This blacksmith picture...is not simple."
Xiao Chen muttered and quickened his pace.
"Brother Chen, where are you going?"
Wang Pingbei quickly caught up.
"Go buy that sword."
Xiao Chen said without even turning his head.
"Hmm? You didn't like it?"
Wang Pingbei was puzzled.
“Why buy it?”
"They let us watch, why don't we give something in return? Even Qing Yunzi bought a sword to watch the blacksmithing..."
Xiao Chen smiled.
"Equivalent to...a ticket?"
Wang Pingbei looked strange.
"That's about right. If I buy the sword, I can come back next time... If I don't buy it, will I have the nerve to come back next time?"
Xiao Chen looked back.
"When I have time, I'll continue to watch him forging iron and swords."
“…”
Wang Pingbei was speechless. Haven’t you seen enough?
"If you don't like it, you don't have to come."
Xiao Chen added.
"Uh-huh."
Wang Pingbei nodded. He really didn't want to come.
"By the way, Brother Chen, what did Blacksmith Zhang produce in the end?"
"Comparable to a semi-divine weapon, just a little bit short."
Xiao Chen said.
"What? Demigod?"
Wang Pingbei was shocked.
"Yes, is it powerful?"
Xiao Chen nodded.
"That's amazing. Why don't you just buy the Demigod Soldier?"
Wang Pingbei asked hurriedly.
"He couldn't buy it, so he threw it into the furnace and melted it... He was not satisfied."
When Xiao Chen said this, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
What he is pursuing is a magical weapon?
This blacksmith...lives in seclusion here, why on earth is he doing this?
Fallen leaves return to their roots?
He doesn't believe it!
"Wha...what? You forged a semi-divine weapon, and you're still not satisfied? You melted it again?"
Wang Pingbei was even more surprised.
"yes."
Xiao Chen nodded, but the old man's disciples were not surprised at all.
Obviously, this is not the first time it has happened, but it happens frequently.
It can be seen that... Zhang the blacksmith can forge a semi-divine weapon, not to mention casually, it is probably almost the same.
"Is he mentally ill?"
Wang Pingbei felt his heart aching. If he were at the scene, he would definitely stop it, right?
That's a demigod soldier!
Divine weapons are hard to come by, and semi-divine weapons... are also hard to come by!
"Even if you are not satisfied, you can sell it. You can get a lot of spirit stones."
"Haha, what does that mean? It means he doesn't care at all."
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Pingbei's painful expression and smiled.
"It's not your sword, why are you so upset?"
"That's a demigod soldier."
Wang Pingbei smiled bitterly.
"If you throw it out, it will definitely break your head."
"Beizi, you are no longer the prodigy of Qingyun Tower. You need to be more ambitious."
Xiao Chen was somewhat dissatisfied.
"If word gets out about you being like this, won't people think you're not good enough for me? You're embarrassing me by being like this."
"Well, what should I be like?"
Wang Pingbei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"It's just a semi-divine weapon. Don't take it too seriously. Do you understand?"
As Xiao Chen spoke, he took out a magic weapon and threw it to Wang Pingbei.
"Here, you'll use this one from now on."
“…”
Wang Pingbei was dumbfounded. Magic weapon...he would give it to me just like that?
"Remember, you can't embarrass me... You have to have the attitude of 'this is no more than a divine weapon', understand?"
Xiao Chen said.
"Ah... I, I try to expand my vision and have this attitude."
Wang Pingbei looked at the magic weapon in his hand and swallowed.
What the hell is Qingyun Tower? That shabby place...even dogs wouldn’t stay there!
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go buy a sword."
"Okay, okay."
Wang Pingbei held the magic weapon in his hands so tightly that he felt a little dizzy even when walking.
This is something you can only think about in your dreams!
Ten minutes later, the two returned to the shop.
"Hmm? Buy a sword?"
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, the shopkeeper was stunned. Didn't he leave?
"Why, you're not selling it?"
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows.
"Sell, sell, sell. Of course I'll sell it."
The shopkeeper nodded quickly and gave the sword to Xiao Chen.
"How much do you know about this blacksmith?"
Xiao Chen paid the spirit stones and asked.
"It's not like we know each other well. We just have a simple cooperation. He provides a sword every year and sells his living."
The shopkeeper shook his head.
"You said he has this skill. If he makes a few more swords, wouldn't he be able to sell more spirit stones? I think about it and there is only one possibility. That is, he may be able to make such a sword in a year."
“…”
Xiao Chen was speechless. Only one game a year?
They can easily defeat demigod soldiers!
However, he also realized that the shopkeeper really didn't know Blacksmith Zhang that well.
"Blacksmith Zhang is a bit of a loner on weekdays... I've never heard him say he has a good relationship with anyone."
The shopkeeper continued.
"Hmm... Did you call out this 'Blacksmith Zhang'? Or did he say it himself?"
Xiao Chen asked casually.
"I don't know. I just shouted like that when I came."
The shopkeeper shook his head.
"Have you ever seen him hit anything else?"
Xiao Chen asked again.
"It seems that there is nothing else besides swords? I haven't heard of it."
The shopkeeper thought for a moment and said.
"Then he is not a blacksmith."
After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he took the sword and prepared to leave.
"What is he then?"
The shopkeeper was curious.
"Swordsmith."
Xiao Chen stroked the sword in his hand and turned to leave.
"Swordsmith?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but when he thought about it again, it seemed to be true.
"Well, some people say that he used to be a weapon refiner~"
The shopkeeper muttered something, looked at the spirit stone in front of him, and smiled.
He then took out his portion, then took another, said hello, and left the shop and headed for the back street.
Pah pah.
He came to the blacksmith Zhang's yard and knocked on the door.
"Shopkeeper Zhao."
The door opened and the man looked at the shopkeeper.
"Well, I came to see your master. The sword is sold. This is the spirit stone."
The shopkeeper laughed.
"Sold it?"
The man showed his delight and made way for the door.
"Come in."
"good."
The shopkeeper was a little surprised. He had never seen him so happy when he sold swords before.
But he didn't think much about it, entered the yard and saw the old man.
“Who bought it?”
The old man looked at the spirit stone in front of him and asked.
"Well, I forgot to ask... Mainly because they come to buy things, it's not convenient for me to ask their names."
Shopkeeper Zhao said.
"It was two young men. They came once in the morning, left, and then came again just now and bought the sword."
"Is it them?"
Without waiting for the old man to speak, the man said in surprise.
"Who? Have they been here?"
The shopkeeper was startled.
"Yes, I have been here."
The old man nodded.
"Thank you for the trouble, Manager Zhao. Come, have some tea."
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